Cultivation: I can reincarnate in the heavens

When he heard the news, Tongde was also secretly licking his tongue.

Tianlong Temple has gathered many masters. In the past ten years since Zen Master Fahui became the Imperial Master of the Yan Dynasty, Tianlong Temple has become increasingly prosperous. There are no less than one innate master in the palm of a hand, and it already has the strength and reputation of the largest sect in the world.

But Chi Xing massacred the entire Tianlong Temple with blood alone.

This kind of strength is really frightening.

"It's Zhixing..."

Zen Master Fahui's face looked a little gloomy.

At this point, it's hard to say that he still has any feelings for Tianlong Temple. Especially under the condition that Fa Zheng, the host, wants to compete with him for the position of national teacher...

However, Tianlong Temple is also considered an important force under his command.

If Tianlong Temple is destroyed, one of his arms will be cut off.

"Zhi Xing...has become a demon..."

"Pass the country's master's decree and order the world's martial arts masters to join the capital to discuss the important matter of slaying demons together."

After hesitating for a while, Zen Master Fahui made up his mind and planned to seek strength from outside to deal with Xu Xing, a master who could slaughter Tianlong Temple with blood.

If he guessed correctly, Xu Xing's next target would be him.

"Yes, Zen Master."

Monk Tongde nodded and left the meditation room.

…

Time flies and it will be five days later.

Masters from various factions in the world continue to gather in the capital to discuss the important matter of slaying demons. The most noteworthy thing is that the three major Buddhist forces, Baoguang Temple, Tongtianyuan, and Amitabha Temple, have sent out their innate masters.

Inside the Buddhist temple is a family.

It is much more united than ordinary martial arts traditions.

Among the other major martial arts sects, the Xiaoshan Sect and the Ziguang Sect also invited elders from their two families, all of whom were innate masters, to win the favor of the national master, Zen Master Fahui.

For a time, many Jianghu people carrying swords and swords appeared in the capital, making the bleak capital, which was declining due to the decline of the Yan Dynasty, somewhat prosperous.

Xu Xing also used this to sneak into the capital.

"I heard that a group of ghosts from Fengzhou have also come to the capital, intending to take refuge under the imperial master and seek a good future."

"The ghosts in Fengzhou have done a lot of evil, and they have done a lot of things such as harvesting, killing, and killing. They are hated by everyone in the martial arts world of Fengzhou. Are they qualified to join the national master?"

In the hall of the Yunlai Inn in the capital, a group of Jianghu people gathered at a table and talked about the recent excitement.

"What kind of good person do you think this national teacher is?"

"I heard that the imperial master often comes in and out of the palace, and his relationship with Empress Dowager Liu is unclear..."

"The little emperor once went to Cining Palace to find Empress Dowager Liu, but he accidentally stumbled upon the scandal between the Imperial Master and Empress Dowager Liu. The little emperor was so angry that he ran back to the Ancestral Temple to cry and pray to the emperor."

A few stout men winked and talked about the erotic stories of the upper-class nobles.

A group of wealthy people in the world all laughed heartily when they heard these words.

Regardless of the reason why the Imperial Master came in and out of the palace, Empress Dowager Liu had been around for a long time after all, and it was not an exaggeration to say that there were rumors of erotic affairs from time to time. For example, the Guanyin Temple, which is very popular in the capital, is also called "Qiuzi Temple" by the people behind the scenes...

Although there are pure temples with strict disciplines, there are also many dirty Buddhist temples.

People like them are not allowed to think wildly.

"Scholar..."

"You have been listening for so long, why don't you say a few words."

In the noisy hall, a thick man with a sinewy face, an open chest, and a bush of black heart-protecting hair came to the table where Xu Xing was sitting, and ordered two kilograms of braised mutton, a plate of vegetarian dishes, and a pot from the inn waiter. After getting drunk, he started talking to Xu Xing and took the initiative to open up the conversation.

He is a discerning man.

Although the green-robed scholar sitting next to him was dressed plainly, his actions and actions revealed the cultivation of a wealthy family, and his manners were dignified. The muscles and bones all over his body seemed to be condensed together, and his eyes were dimly lit. Although there was a long sword on his waist, there was not even a trace of calluses on his hands...

There is no cocoon, but there are profound martial arts close by, usually from the great sect.

The cocoons are eliminated with secret medicine.

"I'm new to the capital. I don't know the interesting things in the capital, so I can't tell you anything about it..."

"Brother, don't blame me..."

Xu Xing pulled up his right sleeve, took a bite of food at random, and said with a smile.

Nowadays, Zen Master Fahui is protected by a group of martial arts masters. It is difficult for him to take action and he can only wait for a good opportunity for the time being. In normal times, he would not be afraid of a few innate warriors. It's just that even though Zen Master Fahui is not as strong as him, he can still hold on for a while under his hands. If other innate warriors help him at this time, it will be difficult for him to remain invincible.

Simply, he was not in a hurry.

Just wait for this group of quacks to retreat.

He didn't believe that these innate warriors and a group of wealthy people could still stay in the capital?

Living in the capital is not easy.

Each of these Jianghu people is a generous owner, and every meal is served with wine and meat. No one wants to lose his reputation.

Over time, in less than half a month, the lives of these Jianghu people will be unsustainable.

Either the imperial court will provide money to support these wealthy people, or the national teacher, Zen Master Fahui, will provide money...

After all, they are here for the Demon Slaying Conference, so they can't let the Imperial Master ignore even a meal, right? In this case, Zen Master Fahui's reputation will soon be ruined, and the Demon Slaying Conference will be in vain.

As for the innate warriors, they have a noble status and should not be bothered by food and clothing. However, even though the Xiantian warrior came to the capital to curry favor with Fahui, the national master, he would leave on his own if Fahui did not benefit from him.

An innate warrior with a noble status would not want to be a court hawk...

Constrained by others.

"My name is Luo Tai."

"Jianghu has given me a name, Mobei Renxiong. I wonder what your name is, scholar? Is there any Jianghu title?"

Seeing Xu Xing, he didn't want to say more, and Xiong Luotai, a native of Mobei, wasn't angry either. Most masters have their own temper. The reason why he took the initiative to talk was because he wanted to make friends with Xu Xing, a master.

After introducing himself, he looked at Xu Xing eagerly, hoping that Xu Xing would not refute his face and make him unable to step down.

"I?"

Xu Xing was startled for a moment, and he joked: "My surname is Chang, and my name is Kun. Now my name is too big, and you may not dare to listen after I say it. Just call me by my previous name - King Kun."

His title in the real world at this time is Emperor Tiande.

If future generations call him Taizu, he might be called Emperor Tiande.

This name is too expensive, so it’s hard to talk about it.

Although the previous Xingtianwang was more suitable,...it is easy to think of Zhixing and Wenxing.

So Xu Xing simply used the nickname of his third brother Kun Tianwang.

As for the word "Heavenly King", even if it is suspected of being arrogant, he can use force to break the ban. For people in the world, it is not a big deal and no one will cause trouble for him.

"King Kun?"

Hearing this, Xiong, a native of Mobei, carefully searched in his mind for the masters he had heard of from all over the world, and found that there was no master named "Kun Tianwang".

Then, he took another look at Xu Xing and saw that he had a handsome brow and was only in his twenties, so he instantly understood that the name "Kun Tianwang" was probably just a title made up by the green-robed scholar. The green-robed scholar is most likely a child of a martial arts family, and it is his first time to venture into the world.

Thinking of this, Xiong Luotai from Mobei became excited.

There are many benefits to making friends with these fledgling children of aristocratic families, whether they are cheating in the future or actually becoming friends.

"Brother Chang, the Capital Inn is now overcrowded."

"My brother is not very talented, and he is a bit thin in the world. I can rent a room in the Yunlai Inn. If Brother Chang doesn't mind, I will give you this room. As for me, brother, I will stay here." In the woodshed, I’m rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and I’m used to hardship.”

While the two were chatting, Luo Tai heard that Xu Xing had not settled in the capital yet, so he immediately patted his chest and wanted to give up his room to Xu Xing.

What he said is not true.

Anyway, he was used to living in the open, so there wasn't much difference between sleeping in a woodshed and sleeping in an upper room.

In this demon-slaying conference, except for some Jianghu elders who are innate warriors who have the ability to slay demons, most of the low-level Jianghu people came to the capital not to slay demons, but to plan to hang out in the capital for a while, so as to promote themselves. The reputation can also be used to interact with the powerful.

The arena is not about fighting and killing, it is mostly about human nature.

At this time, Xu Xing said: With a young master from an aristocratic family here, why should Luo Tai abandon the near and seek the far away? He could just fawn over Xu Xing alone. As long as Xu Xing cares about him, he will not be short of expenses in the next few years.

"Brother Luo...has a chivalrous heart, and I admire him."

Seeing this, Xu Xing didn't intend to refuse.

Luo Tai took the initiative to help him cover his tracks, which was a good thing. The list of guest rooms in the inn recorded Luo Tai's name. Even if the old monk sent someone to search, they would only find Luo Tai's head.

Why wouldn't he do it?

"But I can't use Brother Luo's room in vain."

"This is a piece of gold, which will be considered as my rent. I will move out after I find a suitable room."

While talking, Xu Xing took out a piece of gold from his sleeve and stuffed it into Luo Tai's hand.

His ingot of gold weighs three ounces.

According to the ratio of gold to silver in the Yan Dynasty, it was worth about thirty taels of silver.

It's quite a lavish move.

Seeing that the gold was in hand, Luo Tai felt that Xu Xing was a kind man and a good person. He smiled and said: "My brother paid money for this room and can rent it until next month. Anyway, it's enough time." "

The "time" Luo Tai mentioned refers to the time from the beginning to the end of the Demon Slaying Conference.

According to his experience over the years, the Demon Slaying Conference can only be held for seven or eight days before it ends. And people from the Jianghu community come and go quickly. Once the Demon Slaying Conference is over, many rooms in the inn will be empty, and it will no longer be hard to find a room.

Shao Qing, the inn waiter brought Luo Tai's food.

"Eat, eat..."

"Brother Chang, please stop being polite to me."

Luo Tai pointed to the braised mutton.

The two of you were having fun while I was having fun, and they were toasting each other with a glass of wine.

Soon, the two of them were full of wine and food.

The dishes on the table were also in a mess.

…

After checking into Yunlai Inn.

Xu Xing also did not live in seclusion, thus arousing suspicion.

He pretended to be a young man from an aristocratic family who was out for fun, and wandered around the capital with Xiong Luotai, a native of Mobei. Either go to Huafeng Tower to listen to a play, or go to Yihong Courtyard to listen to music. Sometimes I hear about which inn has delicious food, so I call a few friends and go to this inn to check in.

Finally, about ten days passed.

The demon-slaying conference was held at Zen Master Guanyin.

"Brother Chang, I have asked someone to help you get a standing position in the Zihai Pavilion of Guanyin Temple. Let's pack up and go to meet the powerful people in the world..."

“Opportunities like this for fun don’t come around often.”

"From now on, we will travel around the world. If we say "We have a seat at the Demon Slaying Conference," others will treat us with admiration."

Luo Tai knocked on Xu Xing's guest room door, walked in, placed an invitation on the Eight Immortals table, and said.

When I met Xu Xing, he said that he was somewhat thin-faced in the world of martial arts. This was not a boast. He really only had a thin-faced personality in the world of martial arts. Normally, when juniors in the world would hear about his reputation as a Mobei bear, they would give him some face, but the people present in the Zihai Pavilion at the Demon Slaying Conference were all members of the big sect, and he was not ranked among them.

I can grab a standing ticket in Zihai Pavilion...

This is because Xu Xing has made some small names in the world these days. Many people in the capital know that there is a young master from aristocratic family living in Yunlai Inn, he is generous with his money, and his cultivation level is not low.

"Brother Luo, I will not get involved in this matter."

Xu Xing refused.

Even though he was confident that his secret would not be exposed in front of the old monk, he didn't really want to take risks. It's one thing to be sure, but it's another thing to risk your life.

"Could it be that my dear brother... has a seat in Zihai Pavilion?"

Xiong Luotai, a native of Mobei, had a look of envy in his eyes as he tasted the taste.

The reputation he has gained after many years of success is not as good as Xu Xing's success in half a month since his debut.

"In Zihai Pavilion, if my elders are present..."

"My little brother may have to go back home, and he will never have the chance to wander around again."

Xu Xing casually made up a reason.

This reason is very reasonable.

Since everyone who knows him thinks that he is a son of an aristocratic family, it is normal for him to have elders in Zihai Pavilion. But which elder is it? There are so many martial arts giants invited to Zihai Pavilion. It is impossible to guess just by relying on the eyesight of these low-level people.

Xiong Luotai from Mobei believed it to be true, nodded, and went to the Demon Slaying Conference by himself.

Wait until night.

Luo Tai came back and told Xu Xing interesting stories from the Demon Slaying Conference, "There is actually a dispute over the leadership within the Xiaoshan Sect. In order to force away their elder Ning Jian Shen, they tricked Ning Jian Shen into running to Yingzhou in the south to get married. , but when Ning Jian Shen arrived in Yingzhou, he discovered that the person he was engaged to had been dead for twenty years..."

"The two families of the Xiaoshan sect almost got into a fight."

"If it weren't for Ning Jian Shen's good cultivation, otherwise... Also, the palms and backs of his hands are all flesh. Ning Jian Shen has nothing to do. He can't really kill with one sword..."

he gloated.

After talking about Ning Jian Shen, he continued: "I don't think this Imperial Master is a good person. He does seem kind and kind, but he always feels a little weird..."

Xu Xing agreed casually, commenting with Luo Tai from time to time which martial arts sect had a beautiful heroine.

The second day….

The third day….

Until the end of the Demon Slaying Conference on the seventh day.

During this period, Xiong Luotai from Mobei would tell Xu Xing everything that happened in the Demon Slaying Conference in detail.

"The Imperial Master has made arrangements..."

"Let us Jianghu people search everywhere for the whereabouts of the demon Zhixing, while the innate warriors of each faction are responsible for stationing in various places. Once they discover Zhixing's whereabouts, they will notify the local officials. Eight hundred miles will step up, inform the capital, and then work together to encircle Zhixing. The whereabouts of this devil..."

Luo Tai revealed the arrangements made for the last day of the Demon Slaying Conference.

After finishing speaking, he also started to pack his luggage.

"Brother Luo, what are you..."

Xu Xing was a little surprised.

After spending more than half a month with Luo Tai, he knew what Luo Tai was thinking. It's just that he has been fighting in the world for a long time. As time goes by, he is getting older. He expects that it will be difficult for him to make a name for himself. Therefore, the plan is based on his identity as the son of a noble family. The planners will let him be a brother in the future. Nursing home positions or other idle employment for the elderly...

"The Imperial Master made a promise this time."

"If you can find traces of Chi Xing, teach us the secret knowledge of Tianlong Temple."

"To be honest with Brother Chang, the reason why my eldest brother serves you is because..."

Luo Tai was frank and told his inner plans.

Then, he sighed, "I have never been able to do anything in my life. In the final analysis, I just lack advanced skills. This is my chance. I want to give it a try and leave an idea to future generations."

By following Xu Xing, one can certainly provide for one's old age, but it is basically impossible to obtain advanced martial arts lessons.

Aristocratic families and martial arts sects all guard their own secrets.

Without great merit, the true biography would not be given to outsiders at all.

Instead of hoping to make meritorious deeds in the "Chang family", it is better to try hard to search for the whereabouts of the devil Zhixing. Maybe we can really get lucky and find the whereabouts of the devil Zhixing.

Seeing this, Xu Xing didn't persuade him much and let Luo Tai leave.

In the past month, he has also taken great care of Luo Tai. He spent his money in high-end places. Although the two had a friendship, the friendship was not to the point where he would expose himself for it.

…

Flowers are blooming and falling, and it’s half a year of spring and autumn again.

Since the end of the Demon-Slaying Conference, various factions in the world have joined forces with the court's hawks and dogs to search for the whereabouts of the demon Chi-hsing from all over the country. But what disappoints these people is that after the bloodbath at Tianlong Temple, Chi Xing was nowhere to be seen.

As a result, the huge demon-slaying conference gradually came to an end.

It was a night in mid-November.

There was a heavy snowfall in the capital. When dawn came, the entire capital was covered in snow.

Xu Xing walked out of Yunlai Inn.

He walked to Guanyin Temple.

Although Guanyin Temple is not a national temple, it is also a royal temple. The overall building is no different from the royal palace. The snow-covered Zen courtyard has red walls and snow tiles, and ginkgo trees are planted on both sides of the aisle. Golden leaves wither and fall in the snow from time to time...

"Amitabha……"

While Xu Xing was admiring the snow scene, Monk Tongde walked over: Come, he clasped his palms together and recited a Buddha's name to Xu Xing, "The donor should be King Kun Tian. Before the Demon Slaying Conference, the donor often spent a lot of money in the capital. . It’s a pity that Zihai Pavilion invited Donor Chang, but Donor Chang came without invitation..."

Unlike what Xiong Luotai from Mobei knew, Xu Xing got the invitation letter from Zihai Pavilion. Although he was not among the upper banquets, he also arranged a seat in the lower banquets.

There are all heroes in Zihai Pavilion.

If Xu Xing comes, Monk Tongde may not know who King Kun is.

But Xu Xing and several other invited people did not come. This kind of maverick suddenly became extremely conspicuous, causing Monk Tongde to write down the name Chang Kun, King of Kuntian.

Of course, I just remember and inquire a little bit.

A junior in the martial arts world, there is no need for the imperial court and Guanyin Temple to investigate further.

It is not surprising that Xu Xing stayed at Yunlai Inn. The capital is the most beautiful place, a prosperous place, and young men from aristocratic families linger there...isn't it the right thing to do?

"What the master said is true."

"I am the King of Heaven, Chang Kun..."

Xu Xing's expression did not change and he returned a salute to Monk Tongde.

Next, Monk Tongde assumed the role of a visiting monk and took Xu Xing to Guanyin Temple to enjoy the snow scenery. When it snows, the scenery of Guanyin Temple, which is already a famous scenic spot in the capital, becomes even more outstanding. Many dignitaries of the capital will take advantage of the snow to visit Guanyin Temple.

It's just that like Xu Xing, not many people came to Guanyin Temple early in the morning.

Not long after, the two of them, under Xu Xing's deliberate guidance, came to the Zen monastery where the national master, Zen Master Fahui, lived.

"The door here is locked and guarded by soldiers. I don't know..."

Xu Xing glanced at the Zen courtyard and looked at Monk Tongde with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"This room..."

"It's the residence of the Imperial Master."

Monk Tongde looked back and explained: "The national master's position is higher than that of a prince. Although he is a monk, he still needs some guards to add to the pomp. Don't be offended by the donor."

While talking, the two of them left the Zen monastery where Zen Master Fahui lived and went elsewhere.

"I have other things to do, so I won't be able to spend time with Chang Donor for the time being."

After waiting for a while, a young novice came to Monk Tongde. After whispering a few words, Monk Tongde apologized to Xu Xing and then asked the young novice to accompany him. After saying this, he left in a hurry.

"I'll watch it by myself for a while, I don't want to accompany you."

Xu Xing asked the little novice monk to leave.

"Yes, donor."

The young novice monk didn't mind either. He paid Xu Xing a Buddha salute and left directly.

It is not uncommon for people who appreciate the snow to come and go alone.

The eminent monk can still speak some Buddhist principles and be polite to the guests, but as a young novice, he doesn't have that kind of skills. He talks randomly and makes people annoying.

…

Once again, we entered the Zen monastery where Zen Master Fahui lived.

Xu Xing flicked his body and killed all the dozens of guards blocking the door. He opened the door and walked in. He looked at Zen Master Sitting on the bed with his eyes closed and practicing Fahui. "Master, I have been practicing outside for ten years," he said. After four years, it has been accomplished. Come here today and ask Master to go to the bliss of the Western Heaven as soon as possible."

He did not act hastily, but first provoked Zen Master Fahui with words.

After practicing the "Demon Birth Technique", although it seems that the external demons have been killed, my inner mind becomes clear. But in fact, the inner demon is already lurking in the heart, and it is not only the external demon of Tianlong who is possessed by the demon, but also himself.

People who are possessed by demons are prone to anger and anger.

Therefore, this verbal provocation is intended to seize the opportunity to fight.

However--

The next moment, the ending surprised Xu Xing.

Zen Master Fahui did not answer a word. Instead, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood and his breath was so weak that it was unbelievable.

"Zhixing..."

"I regret being a teacher."

After a moment or two of silence, Zen Master Fahui covered his chest and sighed: "After you came in, I understood why Lao Na has been counterattacked by the dragon's luck these days. It turned out to be because I harmed you and secretly harmed you. If it was Master, please wake up early, maybe our master and disciple..."

He sighed repeatedly, his words filled with regret.

"Is it a scam?"

"Are you still deliberately trying to make an empty city? Are you really weak?:"

Xu Xing frowned deeply when he saw this scene.

When it comes to scheming and scheming, he can't be much stronger than Dharma Evidence and Dharma Wisdom. The reason why Fa Zheng was successfully assassinated by him was because Fa Zheng didn't know his details, and he was killed by his calculations with a sword in his scheme.

Now when he comes to Fahui, he has to be very careful.

"I still have to do it anyway..."

"Even if I'm defeated, I still have the ability to escape unscathed..."

Xu Xing made up his mind and pulled out two yellow snakes from his sleeves.

The two yellow snakes turned into more than a dozen bright yellow sword energies and strangled Monk Fahui's body directly. Although Monk Fahui tried his best to resist, under the full blow of his Immortal Realm, any resistance seemed to be unnecessary.

One breath, two breaths….

Monk Fahui consecrated him, but his body was destroyed by the sword energy of the Great Emperor's Court.

You can't die any more!

But just when Xu Xing let go of his worries, he saw a tiny vermilion centipede emerge from the body of monk Fahui. About two or three inches in size.

Without any hesitation, the scarlet centipede flew directly towards Xu Xing's face.

"Great Imperial Court Sword Qi!"

Xu Xing directly shot three or four sword energy.

But something unexpected happened. This vermilion centipede was not afraid of the Great Imperial Court Sword Qi at all, and did not even hide. As soon as the bright yellow sword energy touched the red centipede, it immediately passed through its body without causing any harm.

"The original seal of the Third Ming King!"

When this move failed, Xu Xing made a quick decision and directly executed it with a twist, summoning the Eight-Armed King Dharma.

Seeing this golden dharma image, the scarlet centipede stagnated in the air for a moment, as if hesitating, but then, with a cruel heart, it stabbed Xu Xing directly between the eyebrows.

Eight huge golden palms pinched the red centipede one after another.

In an instant, less than an inch of the two- to three-inch red centipede was left...

But the scarlet centipede also got close to Xu Xing's body surface.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Xing wanted to retreat violently.

If he guessed correctly, the old monk had mastered the "Buddha Transformation Technique" and successfully transformed a heretic demon, and this demon was the legendary demon.

Only the devil is not afraid of magic power.

Roar!

Just when Xu Xing took twenty or thirty steps back and was half a foot away from the vermilion centipede, suddenly a dragon roar came from his body, and the bright yellow python dragon emerged from above his head, opening its mouth wide and taking a mouthful. Swallow the red centipede.

At the same time, the Eight-Armed King Dharma also began to kill all the red centipedes.

"No! Zhixing, let me go as a teacher..."

"Zhi Xing, I have raised you as my master for more than ten years. You are an orphan of the Wen family. You should have been executed. But I raised you as my master, taught you martial arts, and allowed you to grow up with no worries about food and clothing..."

"Zhixing, you can't repay kindness with enmity!"

Words of begging for mercy reached Xu Xing's ears.

But Xu Xing's expression didn't change at all, and he stepped up his magic output, preparing to strangle the red centipede to death.

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"

The vermilion centipede suddenly grew a lot bigger, one section at a time. It first transformed into a dragon, and after transforming into a naga, in another moment, it transformed into a golden Buddha statue.

The tens of feet of Tathagata's golden body directly broke through the Zen courtyard, and the golden light illuminated the entire capital.

"Me!"

"Well!"

"Woolen cloth!"

"Bah!"

"mum!"

"Moo!"

The image of the Tathagata is holding an alms bowl with his left hand, and pressing down with a single palm of his right hand.

Under the palm is Xu Xing standing in the Zen courtyard.

"It's just the six tones of the devil..."

"It really is regarded as the six-character Buddhist mantra!"

Xu Xing sneered. He had the [Ming King Body] by his side. The Six Sounds of the Demon were a great weapon for ordinary people, but for him, they were not as effective as any innate martial arts attack.

"You can't do anything to me while you're alive..."

"After you die and become a Buddha, how can you defeat me?"

He formed the three seals of the King of Ming again and took a defensive posture to block the huge golden palm of the fake Buddha transformed by Zen Master Fahui.

: Boom! Boom!

Under this palm, with Xu Xing as the center, the ground with a radius of thirty feet sank three to four feet. At the same time, the surrounding houses could not avoid the fate of being destroyed and turned into sawdust and powder.

The golden palm gradually disappeared.

The eminent monks in Guanyin Temple and the hidden masters around came to investigate the life and death of Xu Xing under the golden palm.

The smoke cleared.

Xu Xing was unscathed under the huge earthen bed.

He is dressed in a green robe, his sleeves fluttering and making a hunting sound. However, the hosta in the top bun suffered a disaster and fell to the ground. The three thousand green hairs were no longer bound by the hosta and were all draped on the shoulders.

"Kill Zen Master Fahui!"

"King Kun—Chang Kunye!"

Xu Xing walked in the air, as if he were stepping on invisible stairs. He walked to the neck of the golden Buddha, flicked his single sleeve, and a huge bright yellow sword energy about ten feet long was directly repelled by him, slashing towards the Buddha's head.

The Buddha's head suddenly fell down and fell to the ground.

The headless Buddha body, which was dozens of feet long, also slowly disappeared into nothingness.

At the same time, another condensed fate appeared in the ancient bronze mirror.

[Conquer the Demon (Purple): Buddhist protector, Arhat’s mission. Externally, it has a natural deterrent effect on demons from outside the world. When using Buddhist techniques to kill demons, there will be no disadvantages. Internally, one can guard one's true heart and avoid interference from external demons. 】

"Kun Tianwang Chang Kun?"

The eminent monks of Guanyin Temple murmured to themselves.

Monk Tongde on the side was frightened when he saw this scene. How could he not realize that the huge sword energy that just killed Zen Master Fahui was the Great Imperial Court sword energy used by the legendary demon Zhixing.

Now this Great Imperial Court Sword Qi has chopped off the Buddha's head...

No matter how you look at it, it is disrespectful to Buddhism.

"Do you have any objections?"

Xu Xing had a cold look on his face and looked back at the monks.

After swiping out the ten-foot-long bright yellow sword energy, there was not much mana left in his Dantian. If these innate masters in the capital cannot be deterred, even if they can escape from the capital, they will still be seriously injured...

When the time comes, he will have no choice but to retreat.

This time he was a little careless.

After all the calculations, I didn't even realize that the old monk had become a demon. No wonder that when the old monk first saw him, he easily gave up his body and took his hut instead.

If he hadn't had the Ming King Body and the Human King Body at his side, a monk at the Immortal Realm wouldn't be able to kill Zen Master Fahui.

In addition, it was also because the old monk swallowed the dragon's luck and was hated by heaven, and he wanted to murder him, the human king. Adding the two together, every time the old monk takes action against him, he will suffer a backlash.

This allowed him to easily kill the old monk, a demon.

Belongs to Tianke!

Everyone on the ground was silent, not daring to say a word.

They had also seen Xu Xing's strength just now, and they did not want to take lightly the sword that beheaded the Buddha. Although Xu Xing may be exhausted now, it must not be difficult to grab one of them before he dies, or go on a killing spree.

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