The founder of all religions

Five days later, on the official road outside Wangxuan City.

A plain white motorcade drove from a distance, with clear bells accompanying it, and the faint sound of chanting came from the carriage.

"According to law, we will reach Wangxuan City in another five miles."

At this moment, a burly and sturdy man ran back from the front. He walked with wind, and his foot strength was amazing. He could reach ten feet away with one step. There was a faint golden mark between his rough eyebrows, which seemed like ancient times. The words are full of mysterious meaning.

The monks who hold the precepts are the masters of enlightenment in Tianchan Mountain. Only monks who have reached the peak of nine inches in cultivation and have passed the scriptures are qualified to equip them.

According to rumors, those who uphold the precepts are those who have a positive destiny. They have been fed with elixirs since they were young, and their tendons and meridians have been tempered. Their five internal organs have been tempered, so that their bodies are different from ordinary people. Even if they do not cultivate their inner breath, they still have infinite abilities. In the end, he became enlightened through the ancient methods of Tianchan Mountain, which is called being so enlightened that he transformed into a strong man.

On weekdays, the monks who keep the precepts can do most of the mundane tasks for the monks they serve.

Especially when monks cannot keep the precepts, they will suffer the sins on their behalf, and all kinds of karma will be added to their bodies, hence the name.

Once such precept-abiding warriors recognize their master, they will serve them for life. The higher the Dharma of the host, the stronger their cultivation will be.

"The masters from Tianchan Mountain are finally here."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded on the official road.

The ring bearer's face darkened, and he turned around and saw a thin girl walking slowly. Behind him was an extremely exaggerated sword, almost as tall as a person. The sharp edge was revealed, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, but it made him feel uncomfortable. This cold official road is even more chilling.

"Who are you, who dare to block my carriage from Tianchan Temple?" the precept-bearing warrior scolded sternly.

In an instant, the muscles all over his body suddenly bulged up, almost three times in size. At first glance, the whole person's girth suddenly increased, and his body was twice as tall as before. Terrifying power spread under his feet.

The ground cracked, and cracks raged like wild pythons, pressing down on the young man carrying the big sword.

Peng...

At this moment, a fierce sword energy roared and roared, and the spreading cracks suddenly collapsed. The terrifying air pressure was like a flood bursting a bank, rushing in crazily, and actually knocked back the tall and powerful ring-bearing warrior. It took more than ten steps.

"You..." The ring bearer roared in shock and anger.

"The Sword Intent of Great Sorrow has gained three points of strength... You are the descendant of Tingjian Mountain, Mo Wenian..."

Suddenly, a gentle voice slowly came from the carriage, which made people feel at ease. The pale face of the ring bearer instantly regained his color.

"Well, he is indeed the youngest Dharma monk in Tianchan Mountain. He can see through my origins at a glance."

Mo Wenian stood sideways with a big sword in his hand, his eyes filled with an unprecedented brilliance.

In Tianchan Mountain, only those who have broken the Tianchan precepts are qualified to be called Dharma monks.

Among the current mountain sects, the only one who can be called the youngest Dharma monk is Wuxiang, who is known as the strongest successor of Tianchan Mountain.

"Wuxiang, I'm here for you today." Mo Wennian pointed at him with his sword.

"I've been waiting for you here for three days and three nights just to challenge you."

"Amitabha."

At this moment, a Buddhist chant resounded from inside the carriage.

"You are only eight inches away, how can you block the boundless Dharma?"

"Only when you are in a desperate situation and do the impossible can you be brave and diligent, and enter the Tao with a sword..." Mo Wenian said in a deep voice.

"These are the words left by Black Sword back then..."

In the carriage, the young monk's voice moved slightly.

"It's a pity that he is a person who slanders the Buddha. He is arrogant by nature and cannot be tolerated by God."

At this point, the young monk sighed in a leisurely voice: "You are just like him, but unfortunately you don't have his courage and strength."

"Wuxiang, you are so arrogant. How dare you judge your predecessors?" Mo Wenian sneered.

"Back then, Heijian worshiped Shantian Chan. You asked him why he didn't worship the Buddha when he saw him."

"Heijian said, holding the body is vast, what's the problem if you don't worship the Buddha when you see it? Just say this, the door of Buddhism will be opened wide, and the golden light will shine... Even your ancestors in Tianchan Mountain can't stop that man's edge, so what virtue are you? Can you? Dare you make such lies?" Mo Wennian sneered. "You understand."

"The green hills are so charming, I just wish the ancients didn't see me."

The indifferent voice sounded again, as long as an ancient bell and as heavy as a wooden fish.

"Crazy monk, all your talk is worse than life and death in your hands."

Mo Wenjian shouted violently, his eyes suddenly flashed with murderous intent, and the sharp sword light rose into the sky, cutting off his head.

The blood was soaring into the sky, like a pillar floating in the ocean, and the huge head was swinging in the air, its wide-eyed eyes filled with unbelievable affection.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

The name of the Compassionate Buddha slowly sounded, showing compassion for heaven and earth.

"Dharma-wise, do you want to collect his body for him?" asked the precept-bearing warrior.

"Being born in heaven and earth, returning to heaven and earth, how can you collect the body?"

"Wonderful enlightenment from the Dharma."

The precept holder clasped his hands together, his face showing great piety and respect.

From the beginning to the end, the youngest Dharma monk in Tianchan Mountain never got out of the car, and did not even show his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the plain white frame started driving again, forming a sharp contrast with the scarlet corpses on the roadside.

Between heaven and earth, the moment of life and death is separated by this thought.

"According to the law, something happened to Lin Ming of Riyue Mountain and he was seriously injured. He still has not been released."

The ring bearer followed closely beside the carriage and slowly told him the information he had just obtained.

"As for whose hands he was defeated, we don't know... There is news that it may have been someone who returned to the ruins..." the command-bearing warrior said respectfully.

"Sun Moon Mountain Ming... I heard that this person has been blessed by the Dharma of the Star Ape..."

Inside the carriage, Wuxiang whispered, and the sound of turning rosary beads could be faintly heard.

"Now that Lin Ming is seriously injured and unable to escape, I'm afraid that Riyue Mountain will become nothing more than a joke." The command-bearing warrior said calmly.

In his eyes, Tianchanshan is naturally the number one in the world, and everyone else will be reduced to a mere foil.

This kind of hatred has been ingrained from the day he became a monk.

"You don't know the magic of Riyue Mountain..."

Suddenly, Wuxiang spoke.

"There are sun and moon in the sky and earth, and there are yin and yang in the world... If the sun does not grow alone, and the yin alone does not grow, the Sun and Moon Mountain will never have its unique brilliance."

"What the law means..." The precept-bearing warrior changed his face upon hearing this and couldn't help but ask.

"Now that Yang is declining, Yin must be strong... It seems that it can't be hidden now."

The long and soft words resounded and spread on the cold official road. As the plain white carriage went farther and farther, they were finally inaudible.

…

On the outskirts of Wangxuan City.

A dilapidated house, which was originally the granary of Jingci Nunnery, is only half a mile away from the nunnery.

Ever since that night's incident, Hong Xiaofu came here often.

Li Mo thought that he had changed his temper, got closer to nature, studied the Dharma and understood Taoism, and finally embarked on the right path.

"I am coming……"

Arriving at the granary, Hong Xiaofu knocked on the door, only to hear a "squeak" sound, and the loose wooden door slowly opened.

As soon as he came in, Hong Xiaofu saw the thin and fair Ning Huaishu huddled in the corner with his hands on his knees, and a dead cat lying there not far away.

"This is……"

Hong Xiaofu frowned slightly, but did not continue.

After these days of contact, he already had a rough understanding of the physique of the mysterious girl in front of him. As long as she was not around, any small animal that came close to her would not survive.

"I...I didn't mean it...you...you can't leave me for too long..."

Ning Huaishu's expression was a little sad, like a child who had done something wrong, with his head lowered, as if he was defending or admitting his mistake.

"I don't blame you... My friend said that God is good at giving birth to good children, so he can give birth to a good child in the next life."

As he spoke, Hong Xiaofu put down his lunch box, picked up the body of the dead cat, and walked out.

"where did you go?"

Ning Huaishu turned him around and asked in a panic.

"I buried it."

After hearing this, the uneasiness on Ning Huaishu's pale face dissipated a bit, but looking at Hong Xiaofu's retreating back, he still couldn't help but said: "You...come back quickly...ahem..."

"soon."

The moment of waiting seemed extremely long to Ning Huaishu. Her watery eyes were staring at the door. She wanted to get up and go out to take a look, but she hesitated.

Finally, the sound of footsteps came again, and Ning Huaishu hugged her knees nervously. When she saw Hong Xiaofu coming in, she was relieved, and a rare smile appeared on her yandere face.

"I brought you something delicious."

As he spoke, Hong Xiaofu opened the lunch box he brought, and the alluring aroma instantly filled the granary.

"Come here soon, it doesn't matter what you eat."

Ning Huaishu stayed close to Hong Xiaofu. She grew up in fine clothes and fine food, and did not have much pursuit of food and drink.

On the contrary, as long as she stayed by Hong Xiaofu's side, she felt much lighter and more comfortable, and even her frail body seemed to be getting better.

Similarly, every time Hong Xiaofu came into contact with him, he felt something strange like never before.

The biggest change was his cultivation. In just five days, he finally broke through the bottleneck and broke through to the eighth level of the inner breath realm.

This kind of improvement surprised Hong Xiaofu, because according to Li Mo, it would take at least three months for him to break through.

Hong Xiaofu had a vague feeling that this should be related to the mysterious girl in front of him.

"Didn't you say you can't let others find out? I have to find a way to prevent my friends from paying attention." Hong Xiaofu grinned.

Having said this, he began to admire himself a little. Even Li Mo failed to notice his changes and instead let him fool him.

"We must not let others find out..." Ning Huaishu said while holding a chicken leg and chewing on it.

Since coming here, her appetite has improved a lot.

"My family will be worried if you sneak out."

Seeing Ning Huaishu enjoying his meal, Hong Xiaofu couldn't help but speak.

Ning Huaishu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "I am a monster... who would worry about monsters..."

The whisper seemed extremely lonely. She seemed to be asking herself, and she seemed to be stating a fact.

Jingle Bell……

At this moment, the golden ring on Ning Huaishu's wrist suddenly sounded, and she frowned slightly, feeling a heartbreaking pain.

"What's wrong?"

"Every time this golden ring rings, I feel... uncomfortable..." Ning Huai cursed with his silver teeth clenched.

"Then take it off quickly..."

As he spoke, Hong Xiaofu stretched out his hand, and as soon as he touched the golden ring, the inner energy in his dantian suddenly became restless, and a terrifying force came out, knocking it away.

"Xiaofu..."

Ning Huaishu's expression suddenly changed and he hurried forward to check.

"Silly girl, that is the sun and moon golden ring. You can't take it off."

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came from outside the door. As soon as the voice fell, the dilapidated wooden door suddenly burst open.

A tall woman walked in slowly. Her phoenix eyes were shining with hope, and her fair face showed aloof majesty and oppression. Her green shirt and wide robe looked like a man's dress, which made her look even more attractive. Heroic and heroic.

"You...who are you?" Ning Huaishu leaned in front of Hong Xiaofu, looking at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help showing a strange look.

"The sun and moon are in the sky... My name is Wu Zhao."

"Sun and Moon Mountain!?" Ning Huaishu's beautiful face turned pale. Looking at the sun and moon golden ring on his wrist, he seemed to have guessed something.

"As expected of the girl from the Jianjun Mansion, she is really smart."

Wu Zhao whispered, and his cold eyes immediately turned to Hong Xiaofu.

"You are special. You are able to suppress this girl's special physique?"

Wu Zhao whispered softly, and he discovered the mystery at a glance.

"What do you want to do?" Hong Xiaofu asked solemnly.

He felt unprecedented pressure from this woman. This pressure was like an ant standing in front of an elephant, weak and powerless, and life and death only lasted a moment.

"Of course I'll take this girl back...and meet the master who defeated Lin Ming by the way."

A meaningful smile appeared on Wu Zhao's beautiful face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Xiaofu's expression suddenly changed. Wu Zhao had already appeared in front of him. With his jade hands, he strangled his neck and lifted him up in the air.

"In our Riyue Mountain, the sun and the moon have always been the same light from generation to generation. If Lin Ming, that loser, breaks, I have to step forward..."

A cold voice slowly sounded in the dilapidated granary, like swords and weapons clashing. Hong Xiaofu kicked his legs wildly in mid-air, and all the blood in his body was pressed against his heart, as if it would explode at any moment.

"Let him go..."

Ning Huaishu became anxious and pounced directly on Wu Zhao.

Buzz…

The majestic inner breath swept through like a strong wind, but it directly knocked the sick girl away.

"You..." Hong Xiaofu's eyes had turned white, and his deep anger still made him clenched his fists.

Peng...

However, as soon as he clenched his fists, an aggressive force followed, crushing all the bones in his hands.

"Ahhhh..."

"Obviously, my junior brother will not lose at your hands."

Wu Zhao seemed to be losing interest, a deep murderous intention flashed in his indifferent beautiful eyes, and his slender fingers slowly exerted force and pressed hard against Hong Xiaofu's neck.

"Killing...is illegal!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind Wu Zhao. The latter suddenly changed color, and with a slight shake of his arm, Hong Xiaofu was thrown behind him like a sandbag.

Such terrifying strange power is enough to break metal and stone. Once it falls, the flesh and blood body will immediately fall apart.

Suddenly, a big hand came out, rounded into a hook, and held Hong Xiaofu's body, constantly releasing the strength. At the same time, the other hand, with five fingers turned into claws, suddenly became like a dragon-capturing force, and terrifying inner breaths continued. It exploded and rushed towards Wu Zhao.

Peng...

The two figures collided violently, and violent winds rose into the sky, bursting the dilapidated granary in an instant.

In the diffuse smoke, a figure rushed out, with Hong Xiaofu in his right hand and Ning Huai in his left hand, and jumped out of the ruins.

"It's...it's you!?"

Ning Huaishu looked up, and when he saw Li Mo's face clearly, he suddenly showed an expression of surprise.

Isn't this the unaffected man who broke into her courtyard that day? ?

"Lin Ming was defeated by you!?"

Among the scattered smoke and dust, Wu Zhao walked slowly, his aura so powerful that it even surpassed Lin Ming's that day.

"As expected of a master from Guixu."