The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 478
The storm is raging, and in the wild sand, a temple stands in the middle, providing shelter for pedestrians.

Inside the temple, candles flickered, and six people sat cross-legged, but the atmosphere was slightly weird.

The wind and sand were violent, and it hurt his face. Even with the ability to open his eyes and ears, it was difficult for Meng Qi to detect what was going on five feet away.

"The cause of today will be the result of tomorrow. Cause and effect are entangled, and it is difficult to be relieved. Don't you understand?"

Facing Zhenguan, the young monk suddenly yelled, as if Hong Zhong was ringing: "Don't put down the butcher knife quickly, get rid of cause and effect, and become a Buddha immediately!"

When it comes to debating scriptures, Zhenguan is no match for the young monk. Qiangzi argued for a few more words, but was speechless, so he stopped talking and looked at the ground dumbly.

The young monk had a lotus flower on his tongue, but he regretted not being able to attain the true contemplation. He was also a little discouraged for a while, closed his eyes and twirled the rosary.

Seeing his performance like this, Lin Xi couldn't stop laughing secretly. After all, he was still young, and he couldn't reach the level of composure. This despondent performance was in line with his age!
Meng Qi touched the sabers on his knees, and said slowly, "Amitabha, brother Zhenguan, when I saw you leaving the secret path in the back of the mountain, I was timid for a moment and didn't dare to go up to say hello. I never expected to meet here again now. .”

He started his old business again.

Zhenguan sneered and said: "I was kicked out of the temple. I have no dharma name for a long time, and I have resumed my lay name. Speaking of it, it is also thanks to you, Junior Brother Zhending. If it were not for you, how would I have the adventure and revenge? Power?"

"Did you have an adventure on the night you were expelled from the monastery?" Meng Qi asked this question casually.

Zhenguan laughed and said, "Do you think I will tell you?"

"The so-called fortuitous encounter is nothing more than a half-demon body, with great hidden dangers. What's the point?" Meng Qi glanced at his watch and said calmly.

Zhenguan's face suddenly became gloomy: "For you monks who can cultivate, of course, it is meaningless, but for me, it is the only choice for revenge. Even if I fall into hell, even if I suffer day and night, I will not regret it! "

At this time, the young monk opened his eyes again and sincerely persuaded him: "If the benefactor converts to my Buddha again and builds a Buddhist temple with me in this barren land, I will teach you the method to help you get rid of evil spirits and return to the Buddha." right way."

Zhenguan said with a half-smile, "I'll follow the mage after I get my revenge, okay? It shouldn't be too late to cultivate Buddha and accumulate virtue and eliminate sin karma."

"Amitabha, sin, sin." The young monk was not very young after all, so he was speechless when asked.

Zhenguan ignored him and turned to look at Meng Qi: "I heard that senior brother Zhenchang committed suicide for stealing scriptures from Jingang Temple, is this true?"

"Do you think I'll tell you?" Meng Qi replied with the same words.

"I've heard about it near Mount Helian, what can't I say?" Zhenguan asked expressionlessly.

Meng Qi said indifferently: "Senior brother Zhenyong was found stealing scriptures, and brother Zhenchang was pulled out. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, he committed suicide."

"suicide……"

Zhenguan repeated the word in a low voice, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Amitabha, there are no demons here, please come in, two benefactors." The young monk spoke to the outside of the temple again.

Zhenhui looked at the door with piercing eyes again, and whispered: "Brother Lin, could it be a fox demon? Tianxiang Yedu is very suitable for you."

Lin Xi curled her lips: "We'll know when they come in."

The temple door was pushed open with a creak, and a man and a woman walked in. The most eye-catching one was the girl.

She is only sixteen or seventeen years old, she is beautiful, her mouth is naturally slightly pouty, and she is red and gaudy. She is charming and charming from the bottom of her heart, pure and sexy coexist.

Lin Xi glanced at Zhenhui: "Do you understand now?"

Zhenhui nodded ignorantly.

"Humanity?"

The old man was white-haired and bookish, but when he saw Lin Xi and the others, he looked like he wanted to eat people.

"Uncle Wen, the mage allowed us to temporarily avoid the sandstorm, so we have to do our best." The girl said in a crisp voice.

Uncle Wen nodded, then turned to look at Zhenguan: "Which venerable from the Xiangliu clan poured out the body for you?"

"It's the Nine Yuan Demon Lord." Facing the orthodox demon clan, Zhenguan's demonic aura was suppressed, showing respect.

"Jiuyuan Yaozun? Wasn't he suppressed in the back mountain of Shaolin? Are you from Shaolin?" The girl asked curiously, with starry eyes.

Wen Bo coughed: "There are too many people talking, let's talk about it when we find a chance."

Even if the sound transmission is secret, there is still the danger of being eavesdropped, especially the boy in white and the young monk above, I can't see through it.

The girl let out a groan, and sat down unhappily. After a while, she became lively again, looked at Lin Xi and the others, and asked Zhen Guan: "There are also monks among them. Could it be that they are also from Shaolin?"

Of course Zhenguan would not hide it for Meng Qi and Zhenhui, pointing to them and said: "The two of them are direct descendants of Shaolin."

"Shaolin's direct succession?"

The girl's white teeth were slightly exposed, and she looked at Meng Qi with a charming smile: "You hold both a knife and a sword, but you have learned Ananda's saber-breaking technique and Bodhidharma's sword technique?"

Naturally, Meng Qi couldn't answer this kind of question, but he forgot about Zhenhui next to him.

Zhenhui hid behind Lin Xi, and replied honestly: "Senior brother has never learned swordsmanship, and a broken sword is just a trophy, but Ananda knows how to break a precept."

The monks do not lie.

The girl's complexion changed immediately, she stood up straight, and shouted sharply: "The demon saint's order, those who practice Ananda's saber-breaking technique, the demon will punish him if he gets it!"

Meng Qi's expression darkened, he glanced at Lin Xi, and said via voice transmission, "It's not Ananda's fault, is it?"

Lin Xi smiled and said: "That's right, but you don't have to worry about them. If you want to do something, I don't mind having an extra fox fur coat."

Meng Qi blinked, and silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart: Domineering!

Perhaps Meng Qi's expectation was fulfilled. At this time, Gu Changqing suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath. Although his body trembled uncontrollably under the pressure of the evil spirit, he still persisted.

The five flaming red tails fluttered gently on the back of the girl in white, and her hands were as white as jade, her body was like a phantom, and her nails were like swords.

With just one step, Wen Bo stepped in front of her, slapped out his right palm, and the black wind blew up, revealing the faces of innocent people. They didn't have a trace of pain or resistance, but rushed towards them excitedly, excitedly and joyfully.

At this moment, a faint sigh sounded, and Lin Xi slowly raised her hand and said, "This is forcing me to do it..."

While speaking, the sound of a sword resounded through the temple, and an extremely terrifying sword pressure appeared, piercing through the temple and splitting the storm!
The young monk's complexion changed drastically, and he appeared in the field in an instant, blocking him in the middle: "Amitabha, please don't kill the benefactor."

Lin Xi looked at the little fox and Wen Bo lying on the ground with a sneer: "Monk, for the sake of being the owner of this place, I'll give you a face. If they continue to make trouble, I don't mind the bloodshed of the Yaozu once!"

Although he won't trouble the Yaozu, he still has to speak out if he threatens.

The young monk bowed slightly to Lin Xi and said, "Amitabha, thank you benefactor for your mercy."

The little fox raised his head in a daze, and looked at Lin Xi in horror. Uncle Wen was startled and frightened, and stood up to protect her behind him, not daring to make a move. Zhenguan was even more stunned.

(End of this chapter)