NABC Chapter 1108
Chapter 1108
Chapter 1108
On the top of the seven-storey pagoda of Xinyuan Temple, in a circular space, a monk sits on Bodhi and stands at the mouth of the pagoda. Both of them seem to be in their thirties, but their temperament is refined. Although their clothes are simple, their eyes are clear and bright. , at first glance, they are all people who practice Taoism.
The golden bell below sent a message that the enemy broke through the first floor of the main hall, Huaru Dharma King and his cronies, and slaughtered them on the spot, leaving no one behind.
"Brother Buddha, Taoist Lord Chang'an is far more powerful than we imagined. Although Hua Ru has done a lot of evil, her cultivation of secret arts is not to be underestimated. He has surpassed him so easily..." The Taoist sighed.
The monk opened his eyes with a smile on his face: "Ming Wang Zong was born evil, so it's good to be transcended like this, it will just get rid of a cancer in my Buddhist school."
The Taoist laughed: "Brother Buddha, didn't you never admit that King Mingzong was a disciple of Buddhism?"
The monk sighed: "After all, it is Master Tathagata who passed on the sutras, alas, so good, so good."
Admiralty sent another message that Tianyangzi's magic weapon on the second floor had been broken and had already fled in embarrassment.
This time the Taoist hadn't responded yet, the monk had already stood up, sat down and gave up Bodhi, and exclaimed in shock: "Sanqing Chaos Qi, this, brother Taoist, you didn't tell me this."
The Taoist turned pale, shook his head and said, "I, I don't know, Kunlun Mountain has never told me about this."
The rosary in the monk's hand snapped and fell to the ground one by one. He pondered for a long time: "I can't stop it, he will come up after all."
The Taoist was uneasy: "Brother Buddha, it is such a pity that your Bodhi Chan has broken down like this."
The monk smiled: "Brother Dao, you should know that although I am from Bodh Gaya, I practice Chinese Zen Buddhism. Our Zen Buddhism never taboos on these things. If it is broken, it will be broken. If it is broken, it will be better. If it is not broken, it will not be established."
The Taoist exclaimed: "It's such a big word!"
The Admiralty Bell on the third floor sent a message, and both of them froze for a moment.
"The beautiful soul array, this is specially prepared for Chang'an Daojun, and he didn't make a move?" The Taoist was puzzled.
The monk bowed his head: "I feel uneasy. Using this low-level formation to deal with Li Changan is really uneasy."
The sound of the golden bell below became more and more urgent, and the faces of the monks and the monks became more and more ugly.
"Chang'an Taoist Lord didn't do it. Although he was straightforward, he wouldn't do such insidious things. It was the woman beside him who did it." The monk said in a low voice.
The Taoist was angry: "It's nothing more than breaking the spells of those women, but also absorbing the soul. Although Li Chang'an didn't do the evil himself, but he was by the side, it is inevitable that he will be guilty of condoning."
The two sighed again, the third floor was broken!
On the third floor, Li Changan also frowned: "Xi Yan, it's fine to kill them, you are too vicious."
Those beautiful women are now all chicken-skinned and white-haired, and they have become old women one by one. They all lie on the ground, looking at each other in horror and screaming.
It was Hong Xiyan who absorbed their souls, but kept some of them on purpose, making this group of beautiful and charming women into old monsters.
This is definitely the most terrible punishment for those who practice charm.
Hong Xiyan smiled coquettishly at Li Changan: "Who made them look so beautiful, hehe, I don't like it, it would be too cheap to kill these witches!"
Unlike Lan Ruo, who is pure in nature, Hong Xiyan came all the way from the underworld, and now that she has acquired these abilities, it is naturally difficult to change her evil nature.
Li Changan shook his head: "Forget it."
Climbing the tower again, the fourth floor is empty, only a wooden seat with a post on it.
Li Changan couldn't help trembling when he saw this post, he hurried forward, knelt down gently, and bowed nine times in front of the post.
Hong Xiyan was stunned, what happened, my lord?
Fangtie Tang paper, above is a piece of wild cursive writing, from this style of writing, we can see how bold and unrestrained the person who wrote the post is.
"Xiyan, come and kneel down, this is the authentic handwriting of my mentor Taixuan." Li Changan said in a deep voice.
Hong Xiyan hastily came over and knelt down, shocked in her heart: "It's my lord's master, so if you count it, it's my master!"
She kowtowed again and again, Li Changan got up, helped her up, looked at the post and said nothing.
After a long time, he waved his hand and put down the whisk in his sleeve. With another wave of his hand, the fire was ignited, and both the post and the whisk were burned.
grown ups!Hong Xiyan was stunned again.
The sadness in Li Changan's eyes disappeared for a moment, followed by gloomy anger.
Take out the master's original handwriting and try to stop yourself?This is an insult to Master. In this world, no one can use Master like this!
He waved his hand to burn the authentic work, which also showed his attitude. Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, don't try to stop me!
"Go!" Li Changan uttered a word, and the whole tower shook.
"Will senior Taixuan secretly blame you?" Hong Xiyan asked cautiously.
"No, Master, if he is alive, he must be more ruthless than me now. These guys, hmph, they are looking for death!" Li Changan flicked his sleeves.
Taixuan Shengjun is not only the best in cultivation, but also surpasses those Kunlun Taoists in self-cultivation. He also hates evil and is bold and informal. Li Changan respects and loves his master like a father. Of course, he knows the character of his master, so he will definitely not blame him.
"Don't call me my lord in the future, you have followed me to worship the master just now, so you can call me master from now on." Li Changan said to Hong Xiyan lightly.
Hong Xiyan was overjoyed, the few kowtows just now were really worth it, and a great master was added in one fell swoop.
Looking at Li Changan's background, she felt admiration and admiration in her heart, which was indescribable.
Li Chang'an's face is gloomy now. If it is said that Huaru Dharma King aroused his anger, then the appearance of the master's authentic handwriting made him go berserk completely. He dared to use my master's handwriting to put this dirty vow Temple! !
Stepping up to the five-story pagoda, there is a monk standing there. The obese monk is still smiling, holding two crystal-clear jade beads in his hands, and is making palms together: "Chang'an Daojun, monk, I come from..."
"Come on your mother's head!" Li Changan appeared directly in front of him, and hit the monk's bald head with a punch. This punch carried three strands of cyan Hunyuan Qi, and among them was pinching Taixuanzong's top Dao seal. Li Changan had already struck with all his might One punch, no tricks.
The monk made such a fuss that it was like opening a watermelon, the red and white inside were all mixed together, and he lay down on his back with a beating sound, his body convulsed as if it had been electrified.
Li Chang'an shot with all his strength, what a power it was, all the buildings around the tower of Xinyuan Temple were smashed from top to bottom, scattered like sand.
On the main street where Xinyuan Temple is located, with the temple as the center and an area with a diameter of more than [-] meters, earthquake-like cracks appeared, spreading all around like spider webs. Under the ground, the sewer and exhaust pipe burst together, and the water flowed. Sludge and gas sprayed out together, and the sound of explosions continued one after another.
The cloud talisman above the tower of Xinyuan Temple flickered for a while, and a piece of golden cloud was almost shattered, barely protecting the tower.
This time there was no need for the golden bell to send a message, and the monks and Taoists above the seventh floor all closed their eyes and sighed.
"My junior brother has a dragon-elephant cultivation, and the power of subduing demons is obtained from the true biography, and he has eighteen indigo body protection. If he hadn't underestimated the enemy, he would definitely not be beaten to death by Li Chang'an!" The monk looked sad. , more is sad.
Who would have thought that the top trump card arranged on the fifth floor would be crippled by Li Changan with just one punch?
(End of this chapter)