The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 718 Three Religious Temples

Yin Xia looked at the silent Zhang Wenyuan and continued: "What you need is not a powerful dynasty, but a growing dynasty with unlimited potential, so that you can really show your strengths!"

"Your father is brilliant, wise and unparalleled, and has assisted the Tang Dynasty to achieve great achievements forever. You are lucky to have such a father. After all, you can enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree."

"But it's also your misfortune. You will live in the shadow of your father all your life and cannot hold your head up! So your stage is not the Tang Dynasty, but the Han Dynasty is your best choice."

Hearing the hesitation on Zhang Wenyuan's face, it is obvious that he has fallen into deep thinking, and finally restrained all emotions, smiled and said: "I have to think about this matter again."

Yin Xia withdrew that shrewd look, and put on a smiling face again: "You can do whatever you want, that's all I said. In fact, there are no talents, and our Luoyang family can pick whatever they want."

Zhang Wenyuan's expression was stagnant, and he gave a wry smile but he still didn't express his opinion, he was just pondering, because once it is almost a matter of life to choose a king to assist, it can't be done halfway, so we must be cautious.

And at this time, Luoyang had already survived the thunder tribulation in mid-air, and swallowed the thunder that filled the sky, the white ape recognized Luoyang, and rushed up again.

With a strange cry, Luoyang rushed into the mud first, and the three of them joined up again. Zhang Wenyuan and Yin Xia would have to endure the fire of Nirvana if they broke through again.

So they just used precious medicine to raise their cultivation base to the perfect state of this realm, and they were not in a hurry to break through, and it would not be too late to break through after they settled down.

And the nine-headed monster was afraid that someone would come to steal the precious medicine, so he was guarding here all the time. The three of them had no choice but to walk underground, burrowing around for a long time before daring to show their heads.

However, they finally got rid of those terrifying big monsters, and they went around carefully all the way, but they didn't encounter any weird dangers.

It was already dawn, and they found a mottled small temple in the light of the evolution of Taoism. They didn't know how many years it had stood here, but now it looked very dilapidated and almost collapsed.

"There's a temple, let's go over and see if we can get some benefits from the gods." Luo Yang said with a smile, he is the kind of existence who would urinate when he catches a toad.

Anyway, they were on the way, so they walked over, and soon the outline of the small temple appeared in front of them. The temple had a small courtyard wall, but it had collapsed and looked very bleak.

"Temple of the Three Religions!" Luoyang looked at the golden plaque at the gate and read softly, "What kind of temple is this?"

"Rare is more strange!" Zhang Wenyuan finally found an opportunity to attack Luoyang: "The so-called Temple of the Three Religions is a temple built together by Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, and at the same time dedicated to the saints of the three religions."

"So that's the case. I thought that monks, old Taoists, and old Confucian scholars would fight when they were together, and they would build a temple together." Luoyang looked surprised, and Zhang Wenyuan rolled his eyes when he heard it.

Pushing open the closed door, there was a foot of soil falling down one after another. Fortunately, the auras of the few people were clean, otherwise, it would be really difficult to explain what it means to be truly ashamed.

The yard was very empty, only withered grass, and the few trees planted had long since died, leaving only wooden piles, and a well was dug beside the yard, but it was also dry now.

The door was pushed open, and the decayed atmosphere of the years rushed in, creating an atmosphere of decay.

It was very dark in the temple, but the vision of the few people was so amazing that it didn't hinder them, but they saw three statues enshrined in the shrine in the center of the temple.

The one on the left is a bald monk with bare breasts and breasts. The statue is three feet three feet high and sits on a lotus platform. There is a thousand-character Buddha seal on his chest, and his hands are in seals.

It was supposed to be golden all over, but now it has already been mottled, and it looks dark. Not only is it not merciful, but it seems a little evil.

In the middle is an old man riding a green ox with a long snow-white beard, surrounded by auspicious clouds and clouds, standing three feet and six feet high, surrounded by three thousand great worlds and five thousand moral maxims.

Originally, the statue was purple, but now it has peeled off. The last one is a Confucian scholar, standing with a sword, with deep and far-sighted eyes.

"The Supreme Daoist, the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Confucian Supreme Sage, the sculptures of the Three Great Emperors, the specifications of this temple are very high, but I don't know if the incense can be worshiped in the ancestral court of the three religions." Luo Yang said with a smile .

But Zhang Wenyuan had a serious face, straightened his clothes, knelt respectfully in front of the Confucian sage, and bowed down devoutly.

And Luoyang and Yin Xia didn't care about him, they looked for the treasure here on their own, so Yin Xia found an oil lamp in front of the Buddha, and Luo Yang found a dragon and tiger jade Ruyi in front of the Taoist ancestor.

And Zhang Wenyuan stood up, and a ray of light flew out from the dust-covered altar in front of the most holy, but it was a ruler, which just fell into Zhang Wenyuan's hands.

"I'll go, that's all right?" Luo Yang was stunned, and said to himself that I would have to worship the temple again in the future.

But he didn't know that this was not the reason for Zhang Wenyuan's kneeling, but the pure aura of grandeur in his body spread, pulling the ruler worshiped by the Confucian children, so it appeared automatically.

"Three Religions Temple, someone actually got there first, hand over your things!" Someone shouted loudly, bossing around in words, with a kind of arrogance that cannot be questioned.

"It's you three again, you deserve to die here today!" Another voice sounded, it seemed that they knew the three people here.

"Hey, we are really destined to meet from a thousand miles away. The three Caizi are safe and well." Luoyang said with a smile.

It was Prince Zhuifeng, Prince Mufo, and Prince Qianshen who came from outside. They walked together and happened to meet the Temple of the Three Religions.

"You actually enshrine the three Supreme Masters, the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, is there any treasure from my Daoist sect?" Prince Qianshen rushed over as soon as he saw the three statues, and jumped in front of the Supreme Daoist.

This place is so mysterious, any precious medicine has a rank of ninth grade, it can be seen that those who can build temples here are all masters, and the sacrificial vessels they left must be treasures.

Prince Mu Buddha touched his bald head and rushed in front of the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas: "Lord Buddha, we are all one family. If you have any good things, please give them to your disciples, Amitabha."

Prince Zhuifeng was nothing, and in the end he walked towards the holy man of Confucianism, wanting to get a share of the pie, which made the three of them in Luoyang sneer.

Of course, they didn't find anything. They glared at the three of Luoyang one by one, their murderous intent and greed burst out, their faces were ferocious and cruel, and a murder and treasure hunt was in sight.

At this time, there was a gloomy wind in the temple of the Three Religions, and it was miserable, whining like a ghost crying, the door that was originally opened suddenly closed with a bang, and the temple was shrouded in thick fog, looking like a ghost.

"What, are you playing tricks?" Prince Zhuifeng shouted angrily, this scene shocked him a lot.

"Fart your mother!" How could Luoyang be polite to them now, and immediately cursed back: "I still said you did it!"

"you wanna die!"

There is a great hatred between Prince Zhuifeng and Luoyang, how could he bear it, he rushed up directly, Tianying Baotong turned the brilliance, he could see through each other's flaws, he used the bow as a knife.

"Go away you!"

Luo Yang punched the big bow precisely, Prince Zhuifeng groaned and flew backwards, he was at a disadvantage in just one move, he looked down at his hands dripping with blood!

Although his Heavenly Eagle Eyes are powerful, how could he see through the mysteries of the Luoyang Emperor's Eucharist, and Luoyang's golden eyesight is far better than him now, so it's no wonder he is undefeated!

"How did you become so strong all of a sudden?" Prince Zhuifeng's expression changed drastically, and he didn't dare to push him any further, and a pot of clear arrows appeared on his waist.

"Amitabha!"

Prince Mu Buddha also made a move suddenly, surrounded by Buddha light, with the sound of morning bells and evening drums, eighteen golden arhats appeared, and shot at Luoyang at the same time.

"Well, if it was before, I would say that I would have to fight hard, but now I don't need it."

Luo Yang rushed forward with a blank expression, and the long-handed Arhat rushed forward to beat Luo Yang's temple, but Luo Yang smashed his head with a punch.

An arhat came riding a dragon, looking mighty and extraordinary, but Luoyang gave birth to a suanni head from his shoulder, shook his head and swallowed the arhat, and then dissipated again.

On the other side, Luoyang had already trampled an arhat holding a vajra pestle on the ground and turned it into a pancake. He walked among the eighteen arhats like a stroll in a garden, but the eighteen arhats died in a blink of an eye and there were not a few left!
"Thousand-handed Demon God!"

Prince Qianshen let out a low shout, and all the power of the Nirvana Fourth Heaven erupted in an instant. A god and demon with thousands of hands and eyes appeared, and a thousand hands slapped Luoyang at the same time!
And Prince Mu Buddha, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth on the verge of falling, shot again fiercely, covering himself with the front and back of the ten thousand-character Buddha seal, and the only remaining arhat with long eyebrows bound Luoyang's whole body with his eyebrows.

"Great opportunity! Chasing Wind Arrow!"

Prince Zhuifeng seized the opportunity to move one after another, and the arrows were shot out. There were thirteen arrows in total, but the directions were different. Some came from the sky, and some came from the ground.

Some came from the front, some came from behind, and some collided in mid-air and changed direction again, making it impossible to tell where the arrow came from!

Moreover, these arrows have extremely strong penetrating power, and there is a layer of cyan crystal light attached to them, which is the power of wind!
However, Luoyang was not afraid. With a long howl, the golden holy fire burned all over his body, and the eyebrows all over his body were ignited and crackled.

Immediately afterwards, a god-man landed with a chaotic bell on his shoulders, and held him in it. Whether it was the arm of the thousand-handed god and demon or the thirteen consecutive arrows, they were all blocked.

Luo Yang performed martial arts in the big bell, and he punched with a punch frame. The man of god followed his action, and smashed the thousand-handed god and demon with one punch, and then smashed the thousand-handed prince to death.

Immediately afterwards, Luoyang took control of the universe, grabbed the long-browed Arhat and pulled him over. He smashed him into pieces with his head. At the same time, golden wings grew from his back, crossing and chopping the bald youth almost into four pieces. !

"Damn it! Thousands of arrows return to the clan!"

Prince Zhuifeng was almost stunned. He thought that Luoyang could be easily killed and seized all good fortune, but he didn't expect that he would be easily crushed by one hit and three. He worked desperately, and the thirteen arrows fused into one.

This arrow was as thick as a long spear, and continued to stab Luoyang between the eyebrows, but when Luoyang punched out, it suddenly changed direction and stabbed Luoyang in the back of the head instead!

(End of this chapter)