First Class Taoist Gate

"Now I say stop, why did you go early!" Zhang Bairen smiled coldly, with disdain, and another Buddhist disciple was beheaded by swordsman.

The billowing head fell in front of the abbot of the Falang Temple, even if it was the first class of the Buddha's effort to nourish the spirit and the heart, he couldn't help being angry at this time.

The Buddha also has anger!

"It's now!" Zhang Bairen's heart moved. When Monk Faming was in a state of confusion, his eyes instantly contacted the other's eyes, but for a moment, the eyes of Monk Faming were caught by Zhang Bairen.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

As Zhang Bairen had expected, although this Faming monk was a Dao Yang God without a certificate, his cultivation was far beyond the ordinary Yang God powerhouse. Golden needles pierced into the monk Faming's whole body, and at the same time the magic seed shot out, following the lead in the dark, and fell towards the monk Faming's body.

The demon species is invisible, but it can't hide from the abbot of Falang Temple who is intensively practising Buddhism. At this time, the abbot of Falang Temple is full of horror: "Heaven!

The Dao-born Demon Seed, originally the other side first cultivates the Dao-born, and then can grow the Demon. Although Monk Faming had a strong primordial spirit, he had already lost his square inch under Zhang Bairen's various methods, and the demon kind silently entangled the opposite Yang Shen. Even if Monk Faming resisted, it was difficult to stop this invisible force.

Demon Seed is not a magic technique, it should be regarded as a kind of inheritance. If the other party has the magic seed, he will be blessed by Zhang Bairen's spirit and spirit, and gain the understanding of Zhang Bairen's cultivation. At any rate, Zhang Bairen had once proved the existence of Daoyang God, and the abbot of the Falang Temple would surely practice as a divine help in the future, and could break into the Dao realm.

"drink!"

One hundred and eight Buddhist disciples shot out one after another, and one after another water and fire sticks hit Zhang Bairen and Zhang Xutuo.

Zhang Xutuo deserves to be a strong man who sees God and is not bad, facing the water and fire sticks from all directions, although it is difficult to counterattack, but the defense is not leaking.

The power of the formation is reflected here, as long as there are many people, even if the **** is not bad, the warrior can only be eaten up.

However, even though the opponent trapped the beard, he couldn't hurt the beard. It's not a joke to see that God is not bad for warriors.

"Amitabha Buddha" was surrounded by the light of Buddha in the distance, and a golden Arhat walked slowly.

"Two benefactors, let me go, the abbot of Falang Temple quickly, and then go down the mountain!" The golden body Luohan put his hands together.

Zhang Xutuo shook his head, ignoring what the Golden Arhat said.

Seeing that the gods are not bad for the martial artist, he never put the golden body Arhat in his eyes, but it was a little troublesome to fight.

There are two types of golden body Arhats. In the last war, the monk Tanzhu, the guardian of the Bright Master around the Western Turks, trained the outer golden body. And what the monk had trained right now was the inner golden body.

Only the fusion of internal and external golden bodies can truly abandon the smelly skin and turn into an immortal golden arhat. It is not a Yang God, but it can also transcend the realm of life and death and the physical body.

"Amitabha, the two benefactors are so stubborn, that monk can only be polite." The monk sighed softly, traversed the formations with one foot, and hit Zhang Xutuo with a punch.

"Luohan Fumo!"

The monk fought the tiger with one hand, and the air continued to explode, but was pushed away by Zhang Shatuo, and Zhang Shatuo could not get in.

If he had to protect Zhang Bairen, Zhang Xutuo would definitely make him look good.

After fighting for about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Bairen had finished planting demons, a drop of sweat came out of his forehead, and he wiped it dry without a trace. Seeing the golden body arhat cooperated with Zhang Xutuo who was fighting in the big battle, Zhang Bairen's hair flew out again.

"Pouch"

Blood splattered, another monk was headed by the owl, and blood spurted three feet.

"Don't stop, kill all you, etc." Zhang Bairen looked fierce.

Hearing this, the golden Arhat waved his hand, and all the disciples formed a formation to retreat, surrounding the two.

"How?" Zhang Xutuo looked at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen nodded: "It's done!"

"The two came to my Falang Temple to kill and kidnap my Falang Temple abbot. Please also give me an explanation from the Falang Temple." The golden Arhat looked at the dead disciple, his body convulsing constantly, murderous intent in his eyes.

If it weren't for the four swords of Zhu Xian before they were born, they would have to lay down a sword formation to kill the monk of Falang Temple.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian are Zhang Bairen's final cards to reverse the overall situation, and they can't be revealed casually.

"It's okay to let the monk go, but the governor felt that there was a treasure in the stupa that was predestined to me. I wonder if the temple can cut love? The four Buddhist schools are empty, and all the treasures and wealth are things outside of the body. If you want to come to the monk, you won't care.

"As long as you release the senior abbot, you can talk about any treasures." The golden body Luohan's eyes were full of anger.

Zhang Bairen didn't care either, and pointed one palm to the distant tower: "There is a treasure at the top of the pagoda that is related to me. I hope that the temple will cut love! The big vacuum mudra will not be taken by the Governor."

"No!" The abbot of Falang Temple, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and spouted a mouthful of blood: "That is the treasure left by the ancient Buddha. It is necessary for the cultivation of the Tairi Tathagata Sutra. It must not be shed."

After speaking, he quickly closed his eyes and pursued the impropriety in his own soul.

"You're done!" Seeing the abbot of Falang Temple speak, Zhang Bairen's heart settled, and the monk of Falang Temple opened his mouth and divided his mind. The demon seed took the opportunity to completely root in its Yang God, regardless of each other.

"Crap! Crap! Obviously I feel something is wrong, but why didn't I find anything?" The abbot of Falangsi returned to his senses to reflect the soul, and he was shocked and sweated all over.

The golden arhat stared at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes, and then said after a while: "I hope you can believe it, let me go!"

After speaking, he walked towards the tower, and with a stroke of his palm, a fist-sized black ball was held in his hand.

Sun fragments!

At the foot of the Falang Temple mountain, Zhang Bairen felt the abnormal movement of the small sun in the dantian, and that kind of induction came from the secret, which made Zhang Bairen pay attention to it.

"Originally, I was looking for the spirit of fire. I didn’t think I would squeeze the sun fragments from the pubic field into the small world to complement the power of the fire, but all the treasures entering the small world will be reorganized by the world’s origin. The fragments of the sun also involve the cultivation of Sanyang Golden Crow Dafa. How can Zhang Bairen dare to neglect? Sanyang Golden Crow Dafa is already on the right track. As long as he can afford it, there are ten Golden Crows." Zhang Bairen naturally had a choice in his heart. However, after sensing the sun fragment again today, Zhang Bairen suddenly smiled, his eyes filled with excitement, and the matter was completed.

"No! No! Junior brother! This is the heritage of my Falang Temple, how can I send it out!" The abbot of Falang Temple opened his eyes and stopped.

The golden Arhat shook his head ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with a respectful face and handed over the sun fragment: "I hope the donor can release my brother as promised."

"So refreshing." Zhang Bairen took the sun fragment and looked at the abbot of Falangsi lying on the ground. The trapped fairy rope untied automatically, and got into the sleeve like a snake.

"Junior brother, how did you send out such treasures..." The abbot of Falang Temple hurriedly stood up and glared at his junior brother.

"If there are seniors, there will be the Falang Temple!" The golden-body Arhat said, and looked at Zhang Bairen: "Please go down the mountain."

While talking, motioned to let go of the siege under the door.

Zhang Bairen and Zhang Xutuo looked at each other. Now that the treasures are already in hand, it is better to leave early.

The two rushed all the way out of the Falang Temple.

"Junior Brother!"

When Zhang Bairen walked away, the host of the Falang Temple glared at his junior.

"If you have a senior, you will naturally have the opportunity to retrieve the treasure in the future! As long as the senior is trained in the Buddha kingdom, it is easy to retrieve the treasure. Besides, I have a long standing temple in the world, and the reincarnation of the heavenly path will rise and fall. When the governor declines , It’s not too late for me to retrieve the treasures, why bother to resist it at its peak? The 200,000 troops of the Sui Dynasty at the border, countless masters are ready to go. If we don’t handle it properly, my Falang Temple will be destroyed only day and night. "The golden body Luohan's face is full of calmness.

The abbot of the Falang Temple was silent, and said after a while: "Never mind, the matter will be discussed in the long term! The Blessed One is about to reincarnate and preach to China and rejuvenate my Buddhist family's prosperous age. At that time, there will be a chance to find the place. You and I are now ready, everything It is safe to welcome the Lord."

"Senior brother, it's good to know. Once the World-Honored One passes away, it will be nothing more than Zhang Bairen! Everything has its own cause and effect!" The golden body arhat smiled complacently.

Foothills

Zhang Bairen and Zhang Xutuo turned to look at the hidden Falang Temple, and were silent for a while.

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