Legend of the Great Sage

The early morning sun shone in the room, and Yang Miaozhen was sitting on the futon.

"This set of techniques is called "Yi Mu Qi Jue, listen carefully!"

Li Qingshan held a bowl of soy milk in his left hand and a meat bun in his right hand. While eating and drinking, he passed on the "Yimu Qi Jue". After finishing the mission, he had almost eaten, and ordered Abbot Fu Ku to lead the way to the inner city Wulin League.

The whole city attracted onlookers along the way, and the streets on both sides were crowded with people, who came to visit the legendary king of chivalry. The three people behind him, Hu Xian'er, Yang Miaozhen, and Zhang Xuanfeng, attracted even more attention.

Hu Xian'er's steps were graceful, as if she could not help but feel weak. This was the sequelae of being taught a lesson. Yang Miaozhen wandered away from the world, concentrating on comprehending the wonderful meaning of "Yimu Qi Jue". Zhang Xuanfeng frowned, looking left and right from time to time, looking for opportunities to escape.

But when the group arrived at the inner city, there was no one in the city. Giant trees were towering into the sky, casting thick shadows on the red walls and green tiles. Only the cicadas were chirping, making it look very desolate.

Li Qingshan laughed three times and wandered around the city. He saw a tall statue enshrined in an ancestral hall. A heroic young man held a sword in his right hand and a seal in his left hand, sitting on a throne. There are two rows of statues at the bottom, both monks and Taoists, men and women, standing upright like ministers serving the king. The last one is the current ally Zhang Yuntian.

"What is this place?"

Abbot Fuku said: "This is the Wulin Hall, which enshrines all past alliance leaders."

"What about the middle one?"

"It was Long Potian, the first-generation alliance leader, who single-handedly created..."

Before Abbot Fuku said anything, Li Qingshan had already stepped forward. Kicking the statue over, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. "Monk, I know you are not willing to surrender, but if you dare to play any tricks, be careful that the Buddha statue in the temple will not be protected."

Abbot Fuku was silent.

"Okay, let's go to Pudu Temple."

…

The alarm bell sounded in Pudu Temple, and one hundred and eight monks held sticks and formed a Arhat formation. All the masters in the temple gathered together and stood ready.

Three poles in the sun. The sun is blazing.

Sweat dripped from the faces of all the monks. But I don’t know if it’s because I’m hot or nervous.

At least a few eminent monks who have entered the innate realm are not afraid of the cold and heat.

But no one would think it was a shame to behave like this. In fact, the devil's name was too loud and he wanted to destroy the Ma family. Force the Snow Mountain Sect. Three or two recruits captured Abbot Fuku and Master Xuanxu. He beheaded the evil giant Five Poison Cult Leader and forced the entire Wulin Alliance to retreat by one person.

Who can not be afraid of such a person? Now we are about to come to Pudu Temple, or a catastrophe that has not been seen in a century.

I wonder if anyone will survive after today.

A gray-robed monk hurried to the main hall, no longer caring about etiquette, and said in panic: "The devil has arrived at the bottom of the mountain."

"Explore again!"

"promise."

After a while, another gray-robed monk arrived: "The devil has arrived at the mountain gate."

"Explore again!"

However, after an hour of this, "the devil" arrived on the mountainside, and the sun rose high into the sky.

The monks became more and more impatient and believed that this was a trick to attack their minds. They deliberately delayed the time to put pressure on them, and it was indeed successful. The robes of many monks were soaked, and their entire figures looked like they had been fished out of the water. Their morale was greatly reduced.

"The devil must be afraid of using such despicable methods!" an old monk asserted.

"That's right, I order my disciples not to relax and not fall into the devil's scheme!"

This has nothing to do with Li Qingshan at all. It is Hu Xian'er who has been clamoring to rest again and again. She had her first experience last night. Even though she is a half-demon, she was really tortured. She rushed here all the way from Xuanwu City. exhausted.

No matter how domineering Li Qingshan was, he couldn't force himself at this time. "Forget it, today is your special day. If you want to rest, just rest!" He had to walk slowly up the mountain. He didn't look like he was here to play, but more like he was here to play. Hikers who enjoy the mountains and rivers.

Finally at Shenshi, Li Qingshan stepped into the temple gate, and the sun was already setting in the west. Ignoring the monks in the temple, he walked all the way to the main hall, turned back to Abbot Fuku and said, "We're here!"

The Arhat formation surrounded them, and they could no longer retreat. They were ready to go!

In front of the Main Hall, the old monks said together: "See the abbot!"

Abbot Fuku ordered: "Everyone, retreat!"

"Yes!" Even if the monks were unwilling to do so, they could not violate it and thought to themselves, "Is the abbot really going to surrender to the devil?"

Smoke curled up in the hall, and the Buddha's eyes were half open and half closed, overlooking all living beings, and his golden body was brilliant.

Hu Xianer also felt a sense of awe in her heart and did not dare to neglect. She went forward and knelt at the feet of the Buddha and worshiped.

Abbot Fuku ordered someone to fetch a razor. Hu Xianer immediately protected her black hair and looked at Li Qingshan imploringly.

"There is no need to be tonsured, let her become a lay disciple." Li Qingshan waved his hand.

Abbot Fuku said nothing more and asked solemnly: "Hu Xian'er, you will never lie for the rest of your life. Can you hold on to it now?"

Hu Xianer hesitated for a moment, glanced at Li Qingshan, and whispered: "No."

Li Qingshan also said: "If you can't, you can't! It's really difficult to make a fox demon not lie. It's even more wishful thinking to make a woman not lie. Next!"

"You will live your whole life without stealing. Can you hold on to it now?"

When Hu Xianer saw someone supporting her, she became bolder: "No."

Abbot Fuku didn't waste any time and went on to the next sentence: "You will live your entire life without killing any living beings. Can you stick to it now?"

"No!" Hu Xian'er said loudly. She still had a great revenge to take, so how could she not kill.

Abbot Fuku closed his eyes: "Can you persist in not having sexual desires for the rest of your life?"

Li Qingshan laughed: "Of course this is absolutely impossible. Okay, that's it!"

Abbot Fuku opened his eyes and said coldly: "Almsgiver Hu, since he cannot abide by any of these Buddhist precepts, I forgive this poor monk for not being able to accept you as a disciple."

Tiexiong's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "Master!"

Hu Xianer was stunned for a moment and sneered in her heart: "Kill all of you bald donkeys!"

Zhang Xuanfeng thought: "When chaos breaks out, will there be a chance to escape?"

Yang Miaozhen was still meditating on the skills and was not aware of the changes in the outside world at all.

The smile on Li Qingshan's face did not change, "Good monk, just use whatever tricks you have! Don't tell me you only have a tough talk!"

"I, the Buddha, am merciful and can subdue demons and demons!"

Abbot Fuku clasped his hands together, and his voice was loud and majestic, echoing in the main hall. Behind him, a hundred feet of golden light surged from the Buddha. It turned into a golden ocean and swallowed Li Qingshan.

"Willing power!" Li Qingshan's eyes reflected golden light.

Pudu Temple is not only a thousand-year-old temple, but also the holy land of Buddhism in this world. The power gathered is like a mountain and a sea. Although there is no change, with this terrifying power, even if Li Qingshan is not imprisoned by the world, he will not dare to underestimate it. Look at it, let alone now.

Abbot Fuku once mobilized them all and decided to put Li Qingshan to death at all costs, with a hint of ferocity on his face:

"Go to hell, devil!" To be continued...)