My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The master is here.

He really came!

Walking six steps, you will span six thousand miles, like a fairy measuring the world on foot, its supernatural powers are so powerful that it is shocking.

It's obviously just a leisurely step, but the distance of six thousand miles is fleeting.

At this moment, the whole world became dark and dark, and all light was covered by the figure of the old man.

Raising his hand slowly, he lifted the ancient ancient temple of Wangchuan Temple to the sky, and exposed the head of the Buddha sitting cross-legged deep in the ancient temple of Wangchuan Temple to the sky and the earth.

Like a shy boy, the cover was lifted and exposed to the Sunshine Avenue.

The world was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at this magnificent scene.

Many first-rank masters gasped and felt great pressure. The old man just stood there, as if he was pulling endless coercion from heaven and earth.

"It's Master!"

"The master left the school, and the master in the Jixia school unexpectedly left the school and appeared here?"

"Everyone in the world knows that Master is strong, but who has actually seen Master make a move?"

Every one of the first-rank masters looked terrified, no matter whether they were the first-rank of Daxia or the first-rank of Dazhou, they were all shocked.

Master's identity is very special. It is rare for a strong man above the rivers and lakes to see Master make a move, but it is undeniable that Master is absolutely strong. After all, it can carry the existence of such a long-standing inheritance force as Jixia Academy, how can it be weak?

Compared with Wangchuan Temple, Jixia Academy has existed for a longer time, and as the master of Jixia Academy, Master's strength is also unfathomable.

At least, ordinary land immortals are definitely not enough to look at in front of the master.

However, everyone in the world knows that the master will not make a move easily, because this is the rule, and this is also the reason why many people are not too afraid even though they are afraid of Jixia Academy.

But now, the master who has been staying in the depths of Jixia Academy has made a move.

Take one step out of Dongshan, stay one step to Wangchuan!

Master shot,

Is it for Luo Hong, a young disciple of Jixia Academy?

Many people wondered about Dasheng, it shouldn't be, because there were cases where the disciples of Jixia Academy were killed before, and the master didn't take action at that time.

But now, Master has made a move...

There must be something tricky in this.

After many first-rank masters thought for a while, they seemed to understand when they saw the master who raised the hand of the ancient temple to expose the Buddha's head.

The reason appeared on the head of the Buddha.

The existence of the Buddha head is considered to be at the pinnacle of cultivation in the world, and has long since possessed the strength to ascend to the gate of heaven. However, this Buddha head keeps saying that Luo Hong has become a demon.

The master represents the ultimate righteousness in the world, and the head of the Buddha said that Luo Hong had become a demon. Isn't that questioning the master's education method and accusing the master of Confucianism?

From the voice of questioning from Master, many masters of the first rank gradually cleared their minds.

The fact that the Master appeared was not purely to save Luo Hong from the siege, but more because the Buddha's unruly and unreasonable behavior angered the Master.

It is said that the master's disciples have become demons, how many disciples does the master have?

This is no longer a simple slander, but involves a dispute over orthodoxy.

In this way, it is reasonable for the Master to appear.

Infinite Mountain.

Luo Hong was oppressed by the will of 30,000 monks, but he did not expect that Master would actually appear here in person.

Luo Hong was already very surprised that the master's will possessed him, and now he actually appeared in person.

Luo Hong couldn't help being a little moved. After all, from the simple communication before, Luo Hong seemed to know that Master was carrying as heavy pressure and tasks as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva guards the hell, while the Master guards the world.

If Master dared to make a move, he must be under tremendous pressure.

For such a useless little disciple like him, the master is also heartbroken.

And above the immeasurable mountain.

The 30,000 Buddhist monks, as well as the complex-looking Master Fa Luo, all stood quietly.

Although, they felt that the Buddha was wrong.

However, at this moment, Master appeared at the foot of Wuliang Mountain and questioned the head of the Buddha, and they couldn't easily get rid of the relationship.

After all, they are still monks of Wangchuan Temple, they are the monks of Wangchuan Temple in life, and they are the soul of Wangchuan Temple in death.

They cannot retreat easily.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's head was indeed a little shocked at the beginning, but after the shock, he had mixed emotions.

"Master, you actually left Jixia Academy, and you are so close."

"Do you know the consequences?"

The Buddha said first.

Although it was calm on the surface, there was a feeling of beeping the dog in my heart.

He gambled that his master had a heavy responsibility on him, that he would not leave Jixia Academy easily, and would not make a move easily.

However, he never expected that the Master would actually come.

"Why is it here?"

The Buddha sighed.

"For a mere Luo Hong, is it worth it?"

The Buddha said with emotion.

And the master held his hands behind his back, and the clean Confucian shirt on his body was constantly flying.

"Worth it or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"Besides, this matter is not simply for Luo Hong. You are questioning the old man's education policy, you are questioning Jixia Academy... This has already involved the needle of orthodoxy."

"Mere Luo Hong?"

"Now Luo Hong is an old man's young apprentice, and he can represent my Jixia Academy's walk in the world!"

"However, you said he was possessed."

"You are pouring dirty water on the Confucianism of the old man! His heart is to be punished!"

Master said.

"As for the consequences?"

"How many tricks do you think this old man needs to beat you?"

Then, with a smile, he backhanded.

The ancient temple supported by the palm formed by the invisible force suddenly rolled down.

boom!

The ancient temple fell down in an instant, and the entire Wuliang Mountain trembled violently at this moment, shaking continuously.

And a ray of Buddha's light burst out from the depths of the ancient temple, and the golden light was shining brightly, but it was the head of the Buddha.

The Buddha's head was surrounded by ancient beads floating one after another, forming an infinite Buddha's light, which blocked the Master's palm.

The surrounding world was silent.

An old monk and an old man are confronting each other, and the two are fighting like gods fighting.

Although their words were ordinary, they sounded like thunder to other people's ears.

The masters of the first rank all gasped.

Who would have thought that after the matter of the Ksitigarbha Secret Realm was over, there would be something more eye-catching in the end.

The Buddha's head was thrown into the devil, and the master came out of Dongshan...

Major events in the world!

...

This matter is indeed something that attracts the attention of the world.

In the secret realm of Ksitigarbha, Luo Hong possessed the master's will, crushing the existences possessed by the will of all parties with an invincible posture.

Great Xia Imperial Capital, in Tianan City.

Behind Tianji Gate, Tianji Palace.

It was as if a dormant will had awakened, and the terrifying force of will made the sky above Tianan city suddenly glow with colorful light.

All the civil and military officials in the imperial capital bowed slightly at this moment.

This is Emperor Xia's will, vaguely above Tianji Palace, condensed a pure golden stalwart figure, standing on the top of the palace, overlooking the direction of Wuliang Mountain.

The gray-haired old eunuch Gao Lishi in noble purple robes appeared in front of Tianji Palace.

With the whisk resting on his wrists and arms, the old eunuch bowed slightly in his old age.

The stalwart figure waved his hand.

"Here."

Gao Lishi bowed.

As the words fell, Gao Lishi, who was wearing a purple robe, suddenly felt a strong wave of air surging all over his body. In the next moment, his body escaped hundreds of meters away, turning into a small black spot, and the air was swayed into layers of waves, like a purple air Snake.

...

To the east of the Great Xia Dynasty is the territory of the Great Chu Dynasty.

This moment.

The sun is shining brightly.

The ancient palace bell resounded long and loudly, magnificently.

The Empress of Great Chu is magnificent, graceful and glamorous, wearing a narrow, long and thick dragon robe, standing behind the palace corridor paved with white jade, her long eyelashes tremble, and there is a bit of brilliance under her eyes.

A flash of sword light thundered from the ground, rushing up from an ancient mansion in the Great Chu Imperial City, the swords of all the swordsmen in the entire Great Chu Imperial City were trembling at this moment, as if they were about to be sucked away by this sword light like.

After a long time, the sword light dissipated.

In the void, a handsome middle-aged swordsman with his hands behind his back and his feet stepping on a broad sword is holding his sword in the air. Behind him, there are constantly bright lights of the sword cracking the sky.

"Wu Ce, the contemporary head of the Wu family, has met His Majesty."

Wu Ce stomped on the blade of the sword, bowed slightly, his toga fluttered, chic and eye-catching.

The empress wore a crown, noble and glamorous, her white chin nodded slightly, and then she pinched the wide sleeve of her luxurious robe with one hand and waved her hand.

Wu Ce clasped his fists immediately, and the next moment, it turned into a sword light, fleeing away in an instant.

...

The Great Zhou Dynasty, a low-key dynasty.

But on this day, deep in the palace, there was a very grand Taoist temple with red walls and black tiles, and a tall and wide gate.

View inside.

The Emperor Da Zhou in loose clothes walked out of the alchemy room and patted the dust left over from alchemy on his body.

With a vicissitudes of life and a slightly unshaven face, he looked in the direction of Wangchuan Temple.

"My master left the school..."

"Ha ha."

With a chuckle, this incomparably low-key Emperor of the Great Zhou took out a small golden bell and shook it lightly.

The sound of the bell is clear and sweet.

On the sky, a white cloud as white as cotton floated.

On top of the white clouds, a beautiful Taoist nun sits cross-legged, wearing a Tai Chi gown and a lotus flower crown on her head. Between her eyebrows, there is a pattern of fire and clouds painted with cinnabar, adding a bit of dust, and adding a bit of coquettish charm.

Even a loose Taoist robe can't hide the plump figure of the Taoist nun.

"Trouble Daoist Hong to go there, this matter is very important."

The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was as gentle as jade, glanced at the Taoist nun, and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty is very polite."

The nun's plump red lips parted slightly, revealing a neat row of white teeth, and then she sat cross-legged on a cotton-like cloud, which floated out in an instant.

...

Three beams of light flew by quickly, one purple, one blue, one white... as fast as three gods, passing across the sky.

The speed is extremely fast, and at this moment, the master has just taken six steps and landed on Wangchuan Temple.

In the small building of Spring Breeze.

Li Xiuyuan, who had just made warm tea and was waiting for his master's return, seemed to have sensed something, raised his head, and looked towards the academy.

Shaking his head wryly.

"It's really like a group of mad dogs smelling fishy..."

"Do you think it will take a long time for the master to deal with the Buddha head who has just entered the four realms?"

Li Xiuyuan stood up, stretched himself, took out a sage book and continued reading.

...

The top of Wangchuan Temple.

Around the Buddha's head, Buddha beads engraved with obscure Sanskrit characters are suspended one after another, and one after another small Buddha seems to be formed in the beads.

The magnificent and noble ancient temple collapsed and shattered in the midst of applause.

Many first-rank masters felt chills in their hearts.

This... is too strong.

The master put his hands behind his back and looked at the Buddha's head Fatian calmly.

"Oh?"

"Looking at you, do you want to hold the old man back?"

The master laughed.

However, it was seen that Master was walking step by step in the martial arts arena on the top of Wuliang Mountain, and in the midst of all the attention, he came to the side of Wanfo Bell.

One hand is behind the back, and the other hand lifts the ten thousand Buddha bell of the ten thousand catty bell.

The clean and whitish Confucian shirt flew past Luo Hong in an instant.

"Xiao Luo, look carefully, what is the real righteous power."

Master said.

After the words fell, the master stepped down.

And on the martial arts arena.

The expressions of the thirty thousand Buddha monks changed, and when they saw the ten thousand Buddha clock being randomly grabbed by the master, their faces turned rosy, and the monks sat cross-legged.

Master Faro clasped his palms together, his cassock fluttered, and he crossed his knees suddenly.

In the surrounding ancient temples, there are also Buddha lights surging up, and Buddha shadows swaying in the world.

And in every ancient temple, there are old monks sitting cross-legged.

Their expressions and pupils looked at the master who was holding the ten thousand Buddha clock with one hand.

Although they disagreed with what the Buddha's head Fatian did, the Buddha's head Fatian was the Buddha's head of Wangchuan Temple after all, representing the facade of Wangchuan Temple.

They had to show up.

boom!

During the recitation of the Buddha's voice, the Buddha's light suddenly surged and turned into a light curtain that descended from the sky and fell down fiercely.

Under the traction of the Wanfo Bell, it suddenly hit the Master.

The ten thousand Buddha bell, which was originally heavy in the master's hand, became extremely heavy again. At this moment, the ten thousand Buddha bell carried the eight thousand years of Buddhist luck and martial luck of Wangchuan Temple that seemed to be transformed into reality.

As heavy as a mountain, like the Lord Buddha reaching out to cover the world.

However, the master smiled.

"Using eight thousand years of Buddhist luck and martial luck to overwhelm this old man?"

"It's just right...Xiao Luo, look at it."

The master's arm swung suddenly, and the Wanfo clock was thrown high by the master.

The Buddha's head stared at Fatian, clasped his palms together, and behind him appeared a giant Buddha with a height of hundreds of feet.

The Buddha also folded his palms together, wanting to clap towards his master.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell was floating, but the clothes on the Master's body suddenly tightened, and he pulled out a blow, swinging on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound.

Countless Buddha's lights exploded, and the Buddha's hands enveloped by the huge Buddha exploded directly.

The face of the Buddha's head changed slightly.

The Master smiled, and slapped out another palm, which landed on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock.

The vast bell sounded as if it was about to explode!

Zhong Bo swept away.

And no matter how broken the light curtain of Buddha's light was, it was frightening that cracks appeared on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock.

All of a sudden, every monk in Wangchuan Temple changed expression.

Amitabha... Fuck!

What does the master want to do? !

under.

Luo Hong was also shocked!

What are you doing?

Is this the rhythm to smash the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock? !

Is this the power of righteousness?

So overbearing? !

Do whatever you want?

Love love love!

But in Luo Hongniwan Palace, the evil god Phantom immediately disdained it.

"Stupid Xiao Luo, who looks like he has never seen the world, if he wants to, let alone smashing a broken clock, killing all the Buddhas in the sky with a snap of his fingers, it's just a matter of an instant."

After the words fell, he added a cold snort, "Hmph!"

Outside Wangchuan Temple.

The sudden collision stunned all first-rank masters.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell is the sacred object of Wangchuan Temple, a true treasure, possessing unpredictable power.

result……

In the fight between the master and the Buddha head of Wangchuan Temple, if there was any disagreement, he planned to smash the Buddha bell directly.

The old monks in the surrounding ancient temples also spoke Shen Ning.

"Master...why come here?!"

"Master, please keep your hand!"

"Amitabha... don't."

They are the eminent monks of Wangchuan Temple in the past, and their strength is unfathomable. With them intimidating, those first-rank monks who surrounded Wangchuan Temple would not dare to make any changes.

However, at this moment, the tone they revealed contained a bit of pleading.

"This old man is also a reasonable person, it was you who first suppressed this old man with Buddhist luck and martial luck..."

Master said.

Words fell.

The palm that was slapped on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock suddenly clenched five fingers and turned into a punch.

He punched down hard.

Boom!

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bells seemed to let out a shocking wail!

The next moment, on the martial arts arena, 30,000 Buddhist monks felt a dull feeling in their hearts, and all the monks were bleeding from their mouths and noses, spouting blood, and their complexions were sallow.

The ground under Master Farrow burst into lines, and his face showed sadness.

above the sky.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Clock was cracked and shattered!

The 8,000-year Buddhist fortune and martial fortune of Wangchuan Temple, carried on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell, also shattered when the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell shattered!

One after another Buddha lights, like waterfalls flying straight down, swept down and smashed down on Wuliang Mountain.

Wuliang Mountain was suddenly swept by a shocking gale.

The master stood in the air, wearing a Confucian shirt, glanced at Luo Hong who was still only yelling six six six, and rolled his eyes.

This silly little apprentice.

In Luo Hong's dantian, the phantom of the saint opened his eyes, his smile was like a flower, and he squeezed out the words of the saint, a mantra floated out, and smashed on the small Buddha clock.

The little Buddha clock trembled and floated out of Luo Hong's dantian.

Soon, it hovered above Luo Hong's head.

The scattered Buddha lights representing Wangchuan Temple's 8,000-year Buddhist fortune and martial fortune gathered rapidly towards the small Buddha clock.

boom!

The powerful Buddha's light fell like a flying waterfall, and the entire Wuliang Mountain trembled.

Outside, many first-rank masters were stunned.

The Buddhist luck of Wangchuan Temple...was blown away like this? !

Luo Hong quickly sat cross-legged, and above his head, the small Buddha clock was shining brilliantly, continuously absorbing the Buddha's luck. The Buddha's light washed over Luo Hong's body, making Luo Hong's body begin to become stronger under the Buddha's light.

In Luo Hong's body, the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" passed down by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva circulated naturally, and countless Buddha lights formed a small circle around him.

Ninth Grade, Eighth Grade, Seventh Grade...

The cultivation base of Buddhism and Taoism began to grow continuously, as if the shackles and shackles were broken.

All of a sudden, he reached the realm of the fifth-rank small diamond.

And Luo Hong's body was condensed with a golden Buddha fruit.

That is Luo Han Guo, the realm of the fifth-grade small diamond, also known as the one-fruit small diamond, which belongs to the Buddhist Arhat.

Originally, even if Luo Hong had the Ksitigarbha Sutra, it would not be so easy for Luo Hong to practice to this level. However, the Master broke the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell at this moment, and borrowed the eight thousand year Buddha luck of Wangchuan Temple to let Luo Hong practice.

Therefore, Luo Hong's Buddhist and Taoist cultivation base soared.

The fast Luo Hong himself was afraid.

It turns out that Luo Hong's most talented person is actually cultivating Buddhism?

Could it be that he, Luo Hong... was born suitable to be a monk?

And in the air.

The master laughed.

"It's because these years have made you so comfortable that you have forgotten the rules of this world. Today, the old man will break the clock to let you clear up the rules."

The master said lightly.

After that, the words fell, and the eyes fell on the Buddha's head Fatian sitting cross-legged in the ruins of the ancient temple.

"As for you, you said that the old man's young disciple has fallen into a demon, and you want to seal him underground for three years?"

"Then the old man will seal you up."

Master said.

After the words fell, he raised his hand and grabbed it, interlocking his fingers.

The shattered fragments of the ancient ten thousand Buddha bell gathered together quickly in this grasp, forming a complete ten thousand Buddha bell.

The master patted the top of the clock.

The Wanfo Bell roared down.

"Do not!"

The Buddha's head law changed the sky.

What did he do?

He just said that Luo Hong was insane, so he was going to be sealed for a lifetime?

The Buddha's head, Fatian, was not reconciled, and the beads of Buddha circled around him shot up into the sky one after another, trying to prop up the Wanfo Bell.

However, the master put his hands behind his back, and he took a step forward with righteousness pouring down like a long river.

The long river fell down.

The Buddha beads were washed away by the long river of righteousness, and the Buddha nature on them collapsed one after another, and cracks were covered with cracking sounds.

Pattaptap, the beads of Buddha fell to the ground, bouncing non-stop.

The Buddha's head Dharma Heaven cultivation is as high as the sky, but at the moment it is sluggish.

He laughed miserably.

"There is a wife in the world..."

"You guard the rules of the world."

"Rules make you, but also bind you."

"You blocked the hope of most people... Sooner or later, you will be worse than the poor monk."

The way of heaven.

Afterwards, he stopped struggling and calmed down, clasping his palms together.

Boom!

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell was smashed down, covering the Buddha's head, Dharma Heaven.

The edge of the Buddha bell is deeply sunken, as if half of the ancient bell is embedded in it.

An invisible air wave exploded, sweeping away the ruins of the ancient temple on the ground, like a lotus blooming on the ground.

in the void.

Buddha's head Fatian's last words made the master smile slightly.

"Let Er wind from east to west, from north to south."

"I am the most invincible in the world."

Words fell.

The master glanced at Luo Hong who was still crazily absorbing Buddha's luck.

Then, chuckle.

Instead of taking Luo Hong away, he took one step at a time. This time, he didn't need to take six steps, he could cover six thousand miles in one step.

Back to Anping County, back to Jixia Academy, back to the dilapidated small pavilion.

The master sat down, stretched out his hand, and squeezed the tea that Li Xiuyuan had poured.

The tea is not hot, just right.

at the same time.

Above the clouds, Gao Lishi in a purple robe, Wu Ce, the sword master of the Wu family who came from the sword, and the plump Taoist nun appeared one after another.

The master took a sip of tea and glanced at them.

The three of them cupped their hands towards Chunfeng Xiaolou, turned their heads and ran.

PS: Today is my birthday, and I plan to go out for dinner tonight, so the update may be later, ask for a monthly ticket~