"Back when Jinliuzi and the others were chased by the Longevity Sword, they must have escaped into this ancient temple!"
After entering the mysterious ancient temple in Silence Valley, Fang Xing frowned and looked around while explaining to the others. Back in the outskirts of the Devil Abyss, he had gone to a valley to look for Jinliuzi and the people from the Great Snow Mountain. In the end, he did not see them but saw many illusions. In one of the illusions, he even saw Jinliuzi and the others being chased by the Longevity Sword and being forced into a mysterious ancient temple. He wanted to find the ancient temple again but could not find any clues. He did not expect to see the ancient temple again in Silence Valley.
It was gloomy inside the ancient temple. The light was dim, and even the divine senses were suppressed to the extreme.
Fang Xing, Wu Sang 'er, and the others wandered around the ancient temple along the small path. There was only silence. They did not encounter any danger, but they did not see anyone either. It was as if the ancient temple was a dead land without any signs of life.
Moreover, when they looked from the outside, this ancient temple was quiet and sacred, full of a peaceful feeling. But when they entered, all they could see was devastation and decay, who knew how many years had passed. Moreover, there was a thick baleful aura everywhere, even with their cultivation, they felt uncomfortable. How could it be a sacred ancient temple, it was clearly a dilapidated temple that had been abandoned for who knew how many years.
"Jinliuzi and the others clearly entered the ancient temple. Where are they now?"
Fang Xing muttered and could not help but look at the little monk Shinsyu.
This ancient temple was clearly in the style of Buddhism. The little monk should know something about it.
However, he did not expect Shinsyu to also look around curiously. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, I really don't know what's going on with this ancient temple. This ancient temple seems to be something from countless years ago. It's too long ago. Perhaps it was left behind by the ancient Buddhist sects. Moreover, I don't remember much about the Buddhist sects. They were all taught to me by the masters and elders in the Spirit Mountain Temple, but they actually did not know much and told me even less …"
"How do you become a monk? You're not professional at all …"
Fang Xing picked his nose and despised Shinsyu for a while.
However, Shinsyu was also a little helpless. She said, "The monks in our Lingshan Temple were not passed down from Buddhism ten thousand years ago. Most of them were frustrated people who were forced to escape into Buddhism for one reason or another since the end of Buddhism. Even the Buddhist scriptures in the temple were found in the exploration of various relics. It is said that the Paramita Temple has something to do with Buddhism ten thousand years ago..."
When he spoke up to this point, he sighed and said, "In this way, it makes sense for the Paramita Monastery to say that we're not authentic!"
"So it's a bunch of fake monks … Then why are they still following the precepts …"
Fang Xing was dumbfounded and had a strange expression on his face.
"How many monks in the Spiritual Mountain Temple have you seen follow the precepts? I've seen the Chief Monk secretly eat pork several times, and the Wine and Meat Master obviously wants to eat it. Many other seniors and masters are also not afraid of fish and are even willing to kill. Only I've always been very strict with them. They want me to follow the precepts and say that whether the Spiritual Mountain Temple can become a true Buddhist sect depends on me …"
As soon as the chatterbox was opened, Shinsyu could be said to have dug up all the secrets of the Spiritual Mountain Temple.
All the cultivators were stunned when they heard this. They thought that if this were to spread out, the Spiritual Mountain Temple, the Holy Land of Buddhism, would lose its face …
"Little Ancestor, someone is coming!"
At this moment, they heard the loud shout of the Little Peng King behind them. Everyone's hearts trembled, and they turned around at the same time.
They had just entered this place, so they were very careful. Fang Xing was extremely daring, and Shinsyu had the deepest understanding of Buddhism, so he naturally walked in front, while the Little Peng King and Kong Kong 'er were at the back. The Daoist of Mount Wu Ying was cunning, so he followed Chu Ci, Wang Qiong, and the green donkey in the middle. At this moment, the Little Peng King, who was walking at the back, shouted and pointed his golden spear at the temple door.
The ancient temple was strange. They had clearly just stepped through the temple door, but they could no longer see the temple door. They could only see the place where they came from. It was dark and deep, and they could not see the temple door at all. At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the darkness. It was very strange. Zhu Xiu's mind was already extremely solemn, but when he saw the appearance of the black shadow, he was greatly surprised.
The person who walked out of the black shadow was the Paramita Monastery's black clothed Buddha. He was walking over quietly with his palms together.
"Stinky monk, how dare you follow us in!"
Fang Xing was furious when he saw this, and he shouted sternly, "Tie him up!"
"Okay!"
The Little Peng King agreed quickly. He took a step forward and grabbed the Buddha who looked so thin that he could not withstand a single blow.
However, the Buddha in black did not even look at him. He only looked behind them quietly, at the layers of palaces in the ancient temple that were hidden in the darkness. Just as the Little Peng King's hand was about to grab him, an angry shout came from the darkness behind him. Then, a golden light flashed, and a skinny monk who was emitting golden light rushed over and slapped the Little Peng King's hand away.
"Yo, there's another one who followed us in. Tie him up too!"
Fang Xing shouted like a mountain king.
"Okay!"
The Daoist of Mount Wu Ying agreed readily. He took a step forward and was about to attack with the Little Peng King.
"Who dares to hurt my Buddha …"
But in the blink of an eye, behind the Buddha's seal, there was a continuous stream of people rushing in. They were all covered in golden Buddha's will, and their cultivation was profound. They looked coldly at Fang Xing and the rest, and stood quietly behind the Arhat. Beiming Xiao and Beiming Qingdi were also among them. Impressively, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas that were enlightened by the Arhat had all come in. Their aura shook the heavens, and their aura surpassed that of Fang Xing and the rest.
"Tie him up later …"
Fang Xing shouted hurriedly, afraid that the Little Peng King and Rat Daoist would be at a disadvantage.
He was secretly on guard. He looked behind them, and only heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that no one else was coming in.
The atmosphere became serious again. They fought from the Desolation Valley to the ancient temple, but the murderous aura did not diminish at all.
Facing Fang Xing and the others, Beiming Xiao's face was full of murderous intent. He walked over and shouted, "Bastard, you stopped the Buddha Fruit from descending today. How many evil things have you done? It's finally time for you to be executed, isn't it? Everyone, the Buddha Fruit has descended, and there's no time to lose. Now that we're in this ancient temple, the cause and effect are unpredictable. Follow me to kill the demon and give the Buddhism an inheritance … "
Hearing his words, the other God's Sons stepped forward and even condensed their Buddha Seals. Beiming Qingdi was the only one who didn't move.
Now that they knew that the black-robed Buddha had called them here ten days ago for the Desolation Valley, they had many unanswered questions. Since they had followed the Buddha into the ancient temple, their fates were naturally linked with the Buddha's. They couldn't be selfish. Moreover, everyone had seen Fang Xing's abilities. They couldn't let such a powerful enemy stay by their side.
The most important thing was to help the Buddha Fruit first, and at the same time, eliminate all future troubles.
"Motherf * cker, we're not outside. You have thousands of soldiers and horses …"
Fang Xing looked around and felt that it was gloomy and weird. It seemed that this square was the safest place, but it was not good for him to escape directly. If he encountered any danger, it would be troublesome. In addition, he hated the practitioners of the Pure Land who wanted to kill Shinsyu very much. He simply walked over and held the broadsword firmly. "You still dare to talk nonsense at this time? Come up and ask my broadsword first!"
"Hehe, Fang Mo, I'll fight with you. Don't forget to compensate me after this …"
Kong Kong 'er grinned and stepped forward. He dragged the Fire and Water Cudgel and stared at Zhu Xiu of the Pure Land with his weird eyes.
"Little ancestor, me too!"
The Golden Wing Little Peng King also walked forward and stood beside Fang Xing. He held his golden spear and pointed it at the ground.
Next to them, Wang Qiong and the trembling Shu Daozi also walked forward and confronted the cultivators of the Pure Land. As for Chu Ci and Wu Sang 'er, they were not good at fighting. They knew that they were too weak to fight against the Divine Sons of the Pure Land. They didn't want to be a hindrance, so they simply retreated and took out their defensive artifacts to protect themselves. They didn't want to be affected by the battle and affect the minds of Fang Xing and the others.
"Even here, we still have more people than you!"
Beiming Xiao laughed and walked forward with the people of the Pure Land. Beiming Qingdi was at the back, hesitating. Beiming Xiao and the guardian monk of the Bi An Temple looked back at her at the same time. Beiming Qingdi's face turned pale. After hesitating for a while, she slowly walked forward and formed a battle formation with the cultivators of the Pure Land. However, she just lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Fang Xing …
"It is indeed a fierce battle!"
Fang Xing thought to himself as he slowly operated the murderous aura in his body.
Although there were only a few cultivators of the Pure Land who entered the ancient temple, including the Arhat from the Bi An Temple, there were only seven of them. However, apart from the Arhat, the others were all top experts. Not only were they the Divine Sons of the Pure Land, they were also enlightened by Hui Neng and obtained the Taoism. Their strength had improved a lot. On the other hand, regardless of whether they won or lost, there were only five people who could fight …
"So what if they have more people …"
Fang Xing secretly made up his mind. He had to share some of the pressure. He swung his saber and was about to rush forward.
No matter how many people there were, he had to fight first!
"Die!"
Beiming Xiao shouted. He was the first to activate the golden chain that was enlightened by Hui Neng. He flew up to the sky and wrapped around Fang Xing.
But at this moment, a strange croak suddenly sounded in the northwest darkness. Then, a golden light shone brightly. The golden light was mixed with extremely strong qi and blood. It was even more dazzling than the Dharma of Fang Xing and the six people from the Pure Land. Then, they saw a sun flying out from behind a ruined palace in the northwest, rushing towards this direction …
"I think I heard a familiar voice … Damn it, little bandit, is that you?"
There was a hint of panic and nervousness in that voice. When it passed into Fang Xing's ears, it was as if he heard the voice of Buddha …
"Now we have more people!"
He looked at Beiming Xiao and couldn't help but laugh. He was relaxed and proud.
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