Plundering the Heavens

"When the six sons of Jin were killed by the sword, they should have escaped into this ancient temple!"

After entering the mysterious ancient temple of the Valley of Silence, Fang Fang frowned and looked at it and explained it to others. At the outskirts of the Magic, he went to a valley to find a group of people in Jinliuzi and Daxueshan. As a result, people did not see it, but they saw many illusions. Even in one of the illusions, they saw Jinliuzi. They were born with swords. After chasing and killing, he was forced to break into the picture of a mysterious ancient temple. After that, he wanted to find the ancient temple again, but he had already had all the wireless cables. He did not expect that he would see this ancient temple in this lonely valley.

Within the ancient temple, it was groggy and dimly lit, and even the gods were suppressed to the extreme.

Fang Xing and Wu Sang's group of people, along the trail, wandered around the ancient temple, leaving only a silence, no danger, but did not see any figure, it is like such an ancient temple, it is completely dead. Generally, lifeless.

And when you look outside, this ancient temple is quiet and sacred, with a detailed meaning, but when you enter this place, you can only see the destruction of the eyes, the decay is difficult, I really don’t know how many years have passed, and I’m so strong, even they When I am repaired, I feel very uncomfortable. Where there is a half-divided ancient temple, it is clearly a broken temple that has been ruined for many years.

"Golden six sons, they have clearly entered the ancient temple, but now where have they gone?"

Fang Xun, could not help but look at the small monk of Shenxiu.

This ancient temple is clearly a Buddhist style, and the young monk must have some understanding.

But I didn't think about it. Shen Xiu was also looking at the curious look. After a long time, I shook my head and said: "Brother, I really don't know what the ancient temple is. This ancient temple doesn't seem to be how many years. The former thing. The age is too long, maybe it was left by the ancient Buddhist temple, and there are not many things in my memory about the things in Buddhism. They are taught to me by the masters of the Lingshan Temple. They don’t really know much. It’s even less to tell me...”

"How to be a monk, not professional at all..."

Fang line dug his nostrils and despised Shen Xiu for a while.

Shenxiu is also somewhat helpless. He said: "The monks in our Lingshan Temple were not passed down from the Buddha's door thousands of years ago. Most of them were forced to break into the Buddha's door for one reason or another. People, that is, the Buddhist scriptures in the temple, are also found in the exploration of various ruins. The other side of the temple is legendary and has some relationship with the Buddha's door thousands of years ago..."

When he said it, he also sighed. Dao: "In this way, the other side of the temple said that we are not authentic, it makes sense!"

"It turned out to be a group of fake monks... What are the rules and regulations?"

The stunned face of the party was eccentric.

"You have seen several monks in Lingshan Temple obeying the rules and regulations. I have seen the first one stealing pork in a few times. The master of the meat and meat is obviously eating, and many other senior masters are also unwilling to avoid it. Ken, that is to me. It has always been very strict. I want to follow the rules and regulations and say what Lingshan Temple can be a real Buddha. See what I am..."

When the scorpion was opened, Shen Xiu really turned out to be the old bottom of Lingshan Temple.

I only heard that the eyes of the public were sluggish, and I thought that if this was passed out, the face of the Buddhist temple of Lingshan Temple would be fixed.

"Little ancestors. Someone is here!"

At this time, I heard the Xiaopeng Wang screamed and screamed in the heart.

They first entered this place, and they were careful. The party is daring, and Shenxiu knows the most about Buddhism. Naturally, it is in the front, and Xiaopeng Wang and the empty children are behind, and there is no such thing as a shadowy mountain, but it is followed by Chu Ci, Wang Qiong and Qing Lan. In the middle, and at this time, Xiaopeng Wang, who was behind the break, issued a broken drink, and he was holding a golden spear and pointing to the temple door.

The ancient temples are very different. They clearly have just entered the temple gate, but they can't see the temple door. They only see their place. They are dark and deep, and they can't see the position of the temple door. At this time, the shadow is there. In the middle, there is a shadow that slowly emerges. It is very quiet and very strange. The minds of all the repairs have been very dignified, but when I saw the shadow of the shadow, I was surprised.

Coming out of the shadows, it is a black Buddha in the other side of the temple.

"Smelly monk, you dare to follow up!"

When I saw it, I was furious and screamed: "Tie him!"

"it is good!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang promised to take advantage of it, and stepped out and grabbed the black-haired Buddha who looked so thin and vulnerable.

However, the black buddha did not look at him at all. His eyes only looked quietly behind them. The ancient palace layered in the darkness was caught in the golden wing of Xiaopeng Wang. When he was in his body, there was a scream in his darkness, and the golden light shone, and a thin, sultry Buddha with a golden light rushed over and smashed the hand of Xiaopeng Wang.

"Hey, I’ve followed one, and I’m tied!”

The party is drinking and living like a mountain king.

"okay!"

Wu Wushan's Wei Wuji promised to be refreshed, and when he jumped out, he had to work with the Golden Wing Xiaopeng Wang.

"Whoever hurts my Buddha..."

But when it was late, it was fast, and behind the Buddha’s mark, there were people who rushed in continuously, all of them were golden Buddhas, and they were trained to be high and deep, and they looked at Fang Xing and others, quietly standing behind the Buddha. The Northern Ming Dynasty and the Northern Ming Dynasty are also the two brothers and sisters. When they were outside, the Luohan Bodhisattvas, which were spotted by the Buddha, came in. They were so powerful that they beat the party and others.

"I will tie again..."

Fang Xing hurriedly yelled, for fear that Xiaopeng Wang and Rat Road had suffered a loss.

The heart was secretly vigilant, looking behind them, but found that no one came in again, only slightly relieved.

The inter-field bureau was slightly dignified, and from the dead to the ancient temple, the murderousness was undiminished.

Faced with Fang Xing and others, the North Ming Dynasty was full of anger, but it was the first big step to come over and screamed: "The obstacles, you are obstructing the Buddha's coming today, how many evil things have been done, and now finally arrived at Fuxi. When? The Buddha fruit is coming, it is not too late, and now this ancient temple, the cause and effect change is difficult to understand, and with me, but the devil, but also a Buddhist inheritance..."

After listening to his words, the other ancient gods and sons took a step forward at the same time, and even the Buddha and the Indians were cohesive, but the North Ming Qing did not move.

Nowadays, they learned that the black Buddha called them to come here ten days ago. It was for the sake of this lonely valley. There are many doubts in the heart. Since the Buddha has entered this ancient temple, the fate of nature will be The Buddha is tied together, and it is even more impossible to have selfishness, and the people of the party have already seen it. In this place, there is no peace of mind to let such a big enemy be on the side.

The most important thing is to help the Buddha to get the Buddha's fruit first, and at the same time endure the trouble.

"******, now is not outside, you have thousands of troops..."

Fang Xing looked around for a while, only to feel gloomy and strange, it seems that this square is safe, but it is not easy to escape directly. If it is dangerous, it will be troublesome, plus his heart is going to kill these gods. The Pure Land Monk also hated enough, and simply walked over and firmly held the big knife: "At this time, I dare to fart, but come up and ask my knife!"

"Hey, Fangmo, I will play with you, don't forget to compensate me afterwards..."

Empty and empty, grinning, but also stepped forward, dragging the water and fire, and staring at the Pure Land.

"Little ancestors, and me!"

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng Wang also walked up, side by side with the side, and held the golden spear, leaning against the ground.

Beside them, Wang Qiong and even the warrior's mouse path also came up and confronted the Pure Land monks. As for Chu Ci and Wu Sang, after all, they were not good at fighting the Fa, and they knew that they were poor in the ranks of the Pure Land. Too far away, do not want to get in the way, simply retreat, each took a defensive device to protect themselves, so as not to be affected in the middle of the war, affecting the minds of Fang Xing and others.

"Even if it is here, we are more than you!"

The North Ming dynasty smiled and walked forward with the ancients, while the North Ming Qing dynasty originally fell behind, hesitant, and the North Ming dynasty and the other side of the temple guarded the Buddha, while at the same time, looked back at her, Bei Ming Qing Qing’s face was pale and like a paper, hesitated for a long while, and then slowly walked forward, and formed a battle with the Pure Land Monk, just hanging his head and not looking at it.

"It is indeed a fierce battle!"

Fang Xing thought to himself, slowly running his body to suffocate.

Although there are very few Pure Land monks entering the ancient temple, and there are only seven Buddhas in the other side of the temple, except for the Buddha, the others are top players, not only the ancient gods, but also the ancient gods. It is also the point of Huineng's point, the fruit position, the blessing of the Dharma, the strength further, and this side, and regardless of winning or losing, there are only five people who can fight...

"What a lot of people..."

Fang Xun secretly made up his mind, and he could only share a little pressure on himself. If he had a savage knife, he would have to rush forward.

Manage others and have fewer people. Let’s talk first!

"Death!"

The northern dynasty drunk, the first offering of Hui Neng points to the gold chain given to him, squatting and stalking.

But at this time, suddenly there was a scream of "呱" in the darkness of the northwest, and the golden light was flourishing. The golden light was mixed with the temperament of the tyrannical to the extreme, even more than the square and even the pure land. The blessings of the body's blessings are dazzling, and when they are swirling, they see a round of sun flying out from the northwest side of the palace and breaking into the palace, rushing in this direction...

"I seem to hear a familiar voice... Is your little bandit is you?"

In that voice, there was a hint of urgency and tension, and it was passed into the ears of the square, but as if I heard the fairy voice...

"Now we are more people!"

He looked at the North Ming Dynasty, laughed involuntarily, relaxed and proud. (To be continued.)