Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

How did Daimyolian Temple know that Mingguang Temple was one of the sub-altars?

Could it be that someone betrayed and leaked the existence of the branch of Mingguang Temple?

They felt angry and frightened.

Still underestimated the Great Myolian Temple!

I just don’t know why the smelly monks from the Great Myoulian Temple suddenly withdrew. Is there any more terrifying conspiracy?

However, if the monks of Daimyolian Temple do not evacuate, they will all perish together. After all, although the monks of Daimyolian Temple are evil, their cultivation is stronger, and they are not as good as themselves and others.

I just regret that I am not practicing diligently and my cultivation is not strong enough. It is a shame to be beaten by the Great Miaolian Temple!

They were all filled with anger and stared in the direction of the valley entrance.

After Monk Yuande and the others withdrew, they returned to the bamboo forest. The two middle-aged monks couldn't help but look at him.

Monk Yuande's prestige is extremely high, not only outside the temple, but also inside the temple. Everyone knows that he has initiated Su Hui, so they do not regard him as a younger generation.

Monk Yuande stared at Mingguang Temple and shook his head slightly: "They are about to use the method of dying together."

His handsome and handsome face was calm, but his mind was actually turbulent.

Annoyed that I couldn't hold my breath.

If I care, I will be confused and unable to stay calm.

This time, we should make a decision before taking action, and we should not rush to eradicate it, but it turns out to be a mixed meal.

If they really want to be eradicated completely, in such an environment, if they use the tactics of mutual destruction on a large scale, they will inflict heavy losses on the masters of the Great Myoulian Temple, injuring one thousand to the enemy and eight hundred to themselves.

This is more loss than gain.

"What should we do?" A middle-aged monk said solemnly: "Once they fall into the disadvantage, they will perish together. Even if we avoid it, we can't avoid it."

They must be killed.

And before they die, they often use tricks to kill each other, making it difficult for people to guard against and extremely troublesome.

But we cannot let them go because of this, otherwise, once they grow up, they will kill more disciples of the Great Miaolian Temple.

For the sake of the Great Myolian Temple, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Monk Yuande shook his head slightly: "I decided to use the sound killing technique, the dragon and lion roar, so..."

This great dragon and lion roar is a pure method of subduing demons and destroying demons, and its killing power is astonishing.

But it has a fatal weakness: it cannot distinguish between friends and foes, and attacks within the sound range without distinction.

If it had been used just now, the masters of the Great Miaolian Temple would also have been severely damaged.

"The roar of a dragon and a lion?" A middle-aged monk's face changed slightly.

The Great Dragon Lion Roar is extremely difficult to master, and few people use it after mastering it, because this technique is very powerful, but the backlash is also strong.

If you use it with all your strength, your internal organs will definitely be damaged, which can take as little as a month, or in more serious cases, it won't heal in your lifetime.

Monk Yuande said solemnly: "At this time, we can only use it."

"But..." The two middle-aged monks hesitated.

Although I feel that this is the right time to use the Great Dragon and Lion Roar, Junior Brother Yuande will definitely be injured after using it.

Once someone takes the opportunity to assassinate you...

All the disciples of the Great Myoulian Temple can die, but Junior Brother Yuande cannot die. The next national master is the pillar of the Great Myoulien Temple.

Monk Yuande said: "Two senior brothers, I have made up my mind!"

"Alas!" The two shook their heads and sighed.

In the final analysis, the disciples of the Great Miaolian Temple are not strong enough. If their cultivation is strong enough, they can defeat their opponents with one move, so there is no need to use the roar of the dragon and the lion!

Monk Yuande glanced at the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, after I perform my attack, you rush in to find the previous opponent and solve it with one move. If you can't solve it with one move, just retreat without entanglement!"

Everyone nodded.

Monk Yuande said: "You must strike resolutely. Regardless of whether the opponent can move or not, you must make one fatal move, mainly attacking the head... because their mutual death is a spiritual magic that does not require the flow of true energy."

Everyone nodded.

Monk Yuande continued: "I mainly use concealed weapons. If I can't get close, I won't get close!"

Everyone nodded.

They either bent down to pick up pebbles from the ground, or broke a piece of bamboo, or took out the Iron Bodhi from their sleeves.

Monk Yuande felt that he had already explained everything, so he bowed to everyone and then turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the distance.

Fakong stood on the lotus pond with his hands behind his hands and raised his eyebrows.

A gust of wind blew, and the gray monk's robes fluttered.

He smiled.

He actually wanted to use the roar of the dragon and the lion.

I have the memory of the master of Daimyolian Temple, and I know what kind of miraculous skill the dragon and lion roar is. The power is astonishing, and the backlash is also astonishing.

Monk Yuande is really angry and must destroy this branch of Mingguang Temple.

Otherwise, the great dragon and lion roar will not be used.

Among the miraculous skills of the Daimyolian Temple, there are many sound-killing skills, and the roar of the dragon and lion is the most amazing miraculous skill of killing.

The cost is equally huge.

It's similar to the Seven Injury Fist.

What's even more troublesome is that this kind of injury is not an ordinary injury. It cannot be cured with a panacea, nor can it be cured with healing techniques.

The roar of the dragon and the lion is a unique power, completely different from the internal force and Gangqi, and has an astonishing destructive power on the internal organs.

According to Fakong's understanding, it is actually a high-frequency vibration that causes the internal organs to collapse and become incapacitated, causing organ failure, thereby killing the opponent.

Of course, it is impossible for this kind of force to act on the outside world without harming itself. After all, it is sound.

The sound cancels out most of each other, and the remaining small part hurts oneself and is incurable.

Fakong judged that the rejuvenation spell should speed up recovery.

The healing effect of the Rejuvenation Spell is different from the healing effect of the panacea. It enhances the vitality and metabolic rate of the body.

Under normal circumstances, the Rejuvenation Spell should be able to speed up Monk Yuande's recovery, but we still have to give it a try.

His gaze continued to watch.

Monk Yuande was solemn, looked up to the sky, murmured Buddhist scriptures, and then turned into a wisp of light smoke and floated towards the pagoda garden and into the valley.

Instead, the monks of Damiaolian Temple retreated, floating onto the bamboo shoots, and flew down quickly against the bamboo shoots.

Before they could reach the bottom of the mountain, an earth-shattering roar rolled out and headed towards them from the sky.

They stopped one after another, fell straight into the bamboo forest, sat cross-legged and meditated, concentrating on the movement of Gang Qi and Shen Qi.

Bamboo leaves fell like rain. After the whistling sound passed, all the bamboos in the bamboo forest were bare, not a single leaf was left. Some fell on the ground, and some fell on the monks.

"Kill!" a middle-aged monk shouted.

The monks turned into arrows and shot at Mingguang Temple. In the blink of an eye, they entered the pagoda garden and got into the valley.

Within the valley, everything was bare, and all the branches, leaves, and petals were destroyed and fell to the ground.

Apart from the broken flowers and leaves on the ground, there are only people everywhere.

Almost all of the more than 300 disciples of the Purity Sect were spared. They were either lying on the ground moaning, or sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating.

In the middle of them, Monk Yuande sat cross-legged.

He is dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe, with a majestic appearance.

But his face was as pale as paper, with blood stains remaining at the corners of his mouth, making him look extremely weak and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Surrounding him were a dozen masters of the Jinghui Sect.

These masters of the Jinghui Sect put on an attacking posture, fell to the ground unwillingly, and died of exhaustion.

Obviously, they wanted to stop Monk Yuande, but they got too close and felt the most powerful lethality. They were unable to stop him and died.

After the masters from the Great Miaolian Temple came in, they all threw the hidden weapons in their hands, making endless whistling noises.

Masters of the Jinghui Sect were killed one by one, and some exploded with a muffled "bang" into a blood mist, covering the surrounding area.

Some roared and rushed over, but were knocked away by several hidden weapons, which exploded into blood mist with a "bang" in the air.

One by one, the masters of the Jinghui Sect were killed, and one after another, the masters of the Jinghui Sect used the secret technique to die together.

Unfortunately, under the siege of the monks from the Great Myoulian Temple, they were unable to stir up trouble and injure the masters of the Great Myoulian Temple.

After the masters of the Great Miaolian Temple eliminated their previous opponents one by one, they began to sweep together in the valley to eliminate evil and not let go of any master of the Jinghui Sect.

At this time, they no longer care whether the Jinghui Sect disciples really deserve to die or whether they are evil or good people.

Any disciple of the Jinghui Sect who comes out of the mountain will definitely kill the disciples of the Great Miaolian Temple. He is a natural enemy and has transcended good and evil.

Monk Yuande opened his eyes, looked around, sighed and stood up, tithing around him.

All the monks in Damiaolian Temple joined together.

Monk Yuande looked at the corpses around him with compassion, shook his head and sighed: "Brothers and sisters, the dead are the most important. Recite sutras to save them from entering reincarnation. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust."

"Yes." The monks agreed.

Monk Yuande tithes as a thank you, then turns around and walks out.

A middle-aged monk hurriedly came over and whispered: "Junior brother, come back with us."

Yuande's injuries are extremely serious now. If a master from Jinghui Sect sneaks up on him and plots against him at this time, he may be in trouble.

It would be better if they returned in defense.

Monk Yuande smiled: "Brother Yuanjue, it's fine with me."

"...Junior brother, you have to be careful."

"yes."

Monk Yuande agreed and walked away.

He swept along the bamboo tops to the bottom of the mountain, with the bright yellow monk's robe fluttering. Suddenly he turned his head, then with a smile on his face, he turned right and entered another bamboo forest.

Fakong is standing in an open space with his hands behind his hands, surrounded by lush green bamboos.

As soon as Monk Yuande appeared, Fakong formed a seal with his hands and cast the rejuvenation spell.

The warm breath immediately circulated in the internal organs, and then the internal organs began to hurt, and the whole body was itchy.

His expression changed slightly and he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Fakong looked at him with a smile, his inner eyes already watching to see the changes in his internal organs to see if the rejuvenation spell was working.

If the rejuvenation spell doesn't work, then we have to wait for Monk Yuande to recover on his own. The roar of the dragon and lion is so powerful that he is seriously injured.

Fakong shook his head.

If he were not afraid of falling unconscious in front of the monks, Monk Yuande would not take the risk and return to Xiaomiaolian Temple alone.

It seems that Yuande still cares about face, and must maintain dignity and strength to prepare for becoming a national master in the future.

A quarter of an hour later, Monk Yuande opened his eyes. The light flickered for a moment and then slowly subsided, returning to warmth and clarity without any sharpness.

He stood up and titheed to Fa Kong.

Fakong waved his hand: "Stop talking about these false etiquettes between us. It's too polite and alienating."

"Okay." Monk Yuande nodded.

He also felt that he had always been too polite, which would isolate his relationship with Fakong and prevent him from getting closer.