Where did Senior Brother Zhitong come from? Jin Xiangdi know about it, but there is no definiteness. Even in Fangcun Mountain, I only heard from other senior brothers that Senior Brother Zhitong entered Fangcun Mountain by himself. If he had such an opportunity, he must be loved by his master.∷

As for where he came from before, no one knows what he was called before, nor does his senior brother say clearly.

It seemed that he had officially owned a name between this world after his master named him Zhitong.

In Jin Xiangdi's heart, Senior Brother Zhitong has always been the one who came with a murderous aura like a rolling flood, pushing down all the mountains into tombs, threatening the nearby mountains. If Senior Brother Huiyan was disturbed by the spirit of heaven, he would definitely kill them. As a result, when Jin Xiangdi returned many years later, he found that no monk dared to live in the Burial Spirit Mountain.

There was also the angrily killing the Xuantian Gate, almost fighting against the Xuantian Gate sect with one man.

But the impression he left in the end was that he was full of murderous aura and fell to the body of Lingshan Bodhisattva. In the heart of Jinxiangdi, this picture had always eaten his soul. He did not believe that his murderous aura was full of murderous aura and arrogant, and that senior brother who sang and said, "Born in heaven and earth, without pilgrimage, without worshiping Buddha, the Jade Emperor in the Heavenly Court, and the Nine Nether Underworld is not known. The only good thing in heaven and earth, and freely in this demon body...', would really obey Lingshan Bodhisattva so much.

He must see it clearly, so over the years, he finally came.

When he entered the Buddhist temple, he immediately felt a powerful force of oppression.

Rushan pressed on his back, and he took a deep breath, and countless cracks appeared in the void all over his body. But he was originally moving forward in the crack.

"Senior Brother."

Jin Xiangdi slowly stood beside Zhitong. In his eyes, Zhitong's sky blue Taoist robe was still the one he wore when he left, but the murderous aura on his body disappeared, just like a tall ordinary monkey.

"Senior brother, why is this happening?" Jin Xiangdi murmured in a low voice. He felt sour in his heart. Seeing that the senior brother who was dominating the world was sitting cross-legged here at this time, like someone else's family protection dog, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

What he fears most is that when he finds his senior brother, he refuses to recognize himself and stays in this spiritual mountain. That is the thing he fears the most.

He put down the extinguished glass cup in his hand, reached out and pushed away the hair on Zhitong's face. Seeing Zhitong's closed eyes, he didn't know that Qingyi had been around Zhitong for many years but could not awaken him.

Although he didn't know, he knew that if he wanted to wake up his senior brother, just ordinary calls would definitely not work.

He stretched out his fingers, and the spiritual fu flowed like water, slowly pointing towards Zhitong's eyebrows. However, the moment he pointed out that the spiritual fu appeared, the golden light in the entire Buddhist temple was greatly boosted, and the mountain-like pressure suddenly increased exponentially.

And there was a light of light shining like an electric light in the void. When the light of light spread to him, it was swallowed by the cracks around him, and the sound of the Singing of the Shrine in the golden light sounded.

However, the golden elephant felt a storm appearing in his thoughts and sweeping around him. He was unmoved, like a rock, with his index finger pointing at Zhitong's eyebrows, and his clear and spiritual brilliance flying.

"Senior brother..."

He used the unique spiritual calling method of Fangcunshan Lingtai Sect to call Zhitong. Although his voice was light, it seemed not only a little in the darkness in Zhitong's heart, but it was like a stone thrown into the calm lake. With a gentle call, Zhitong's eyebrows and eyes began to rush, as if he was about to wake up at any time.

And at this moment, the golden light was made in the Buddha Hall, and a layer of golden shadow appeared on the Buddha statue.

Jin Xiangdi ignored him. He knew that he didn't have much time and had to wake up his senior brother as soon as possible.

The phantom that emerged from the Buddha statue of Guanyin became clearer and clearer in the golden light. It was the Dharma image of Guanyin.

The sound of the Sanskrit is great, and the light on the fingertips of the golden elephant is shaking, as if it is about to be blown out by the strong wind.

The originally locked soul of Jinxiangdi was only determined to awaken his senior brother's heart and was broken through by the Sanskrit sound.

That is the mantra of great compassion and great compassion, and the sound of transcending transformation.

Jin Xiangdi had the worst plan before entering the Lingshan Mountain, and expected whether he could escape if he met Guanyin Master.

He also asked his master in Fangcun Mountain. At that time, the master said that the Lingtai was quiet and did not fear Buddha and demons. Buddha and demons were the most bewitching souls in the world. And the senior brother Zhitong would be transferred to Lingshan. At that time, the master said that Senior Brother Zhitong had a big flaw in his mind, so he was transferred to Lingshan. If that flaw was removed and he wanted to fight the Bodhisattva who practiced the Dharma image of Guanyin, he might not lose.

But when he came in, he made full preparations. The Buddha's voice appeared, and a golden snake churned above his head, roaring at the Dharma image of Guanyin Master in the void. And he himself still called: "Senior Brother."

"Senior brother, wake up, senior brother, wake up, master is still waiting for you to go back, senior brother,... Senior brother, you are a demon, you are the great ape king of Huaguo Mountain, this world is still waiting for you to surround you..."

With the call of the golden elephant, Zhitong's eyelids twitched, and he was about to open, and a person suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Buddhist temple.

A very handsome monk, his appearance suddenly appeared there like a variable, as if he would appear anywhere. He entered the Buddhist temple, walked around the golden elephant and Zhitong, and murmured: "I said why are you always restless today? It turns out that a demon broke into the Lingshan Mountain."

However, a hint of surprise appeared in Jin Xiangdi's heart, because his murmur sounded directly in his heart.

He couldn't pay attention to who was coming in. As long as he didn't take action, he would call on his senior brother with all his might. Because in his feeling, the senior brother was on the verge of waking up.

But at this moment, the monk suddenly roared at Zhitong.

Zhitong, who was already on the verge of waking up, suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were a little confused. After being confused, blood quickly surged.

Jin Xiangdi's heart burst. He knew something was wrong. He didn't know what magical meaning was contained in the monk's roar just now.

Because at that time, his senior brother was transformed when his murderous aura was not dissipated, and now he was awakened by a sound of shock at the last critical moment, and the murderous aura rushed into the spiritual platform and drown his mind.

Zhitong's eyes flashed with murderous aura, and he roared, and rushed towards the golden elephant in front of him.

Jin Xiangdi wanted to hide, but in this Buddhist temple, the method of hiding could not be used as expected, and was directly hit by Zhitong in the chest.

He felt that his internal organs were about to be smashed, and a mouthful of golden blood gushed out of his throat. His whole body was pounced on the ground by Zhitong, and he felt that it was even more heavy to be pressed by a mountain. Looking at Zhitong's crazy eyes full of murderous aura and the sharp teeth in his mouth, he could imagine that if he had escaped, he would be beaten to death by his senior brother.

Jin Xiangdi gritted his teeth, suddenly twisted his body, and turned into a golden snake phantom and drilled into the void. As he twisted, cracks appeared in Zhitong's subordinates. He actually drilled out of Zhitong's mountain-like body and appeared on the steps outside the Buddhist temple.

Although he escaped, he obviously could not escape too far.

Zhitong in the Buddhist temple jumped up, and the heaven and earth seemed to not exist in this moment. Only Zhitong, the only one, became the only one in heaven and earth. In the air, there was already a black iron rod in his hand, and it smashed down towards the golden elephant. The black iron rod shook through the void and appeared a black light. The whimpering sound of the wind came with the iron rod.

Jin Xiangdi's heart tightened. He knew very well that his senior brother would be injured if he touched the iron rod.

Moreover, he was not sure to escape from his senior brother's iron rod under his serious injury. If he forced himself to escape, especially in this Lingshan Mountain, he would be very likely to escape from nothingness and be beaten to death.

The more dangerous it is, the more calm he needs to calm down. He concentrates his mind, and a scene of spiritual light is transformed into a body. Suddenly, a phantom of a monkey jumps out and bumps into Zhitong.

A strong wind blew on the golden elephant's body, and a black iron rod hung on his forehead.

The phantom of the ape just now was the magic symbol that Zhitong left in his spiritual platform back then. Fortunately, it has not dissipated and can be drawn out again.

He gasped heavily, and looked at Zhitong's eyes that were crazy and clear, and he was extremely nervous.

Finally, Zhitong's eyes became clear and clear. He looked at the golden elephant lying on the ground, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Senior brother, it's me, that golden snake." Jin Xiangdi immediately shouted loudly.

"Golden Snake, are you Junior Brother Jin? Where is this?" Zhitong looked at the ethereal scenery around him.

"This is Lingshan, senior brother, let's get out of here quickly." Jin Xiangdi struggled and said.

"Lingshan, this is Lingshan." Zhitong shook his head, as if trying to recall his memories. However, when he thought about it, blood began to appear in his eyes again, and then he hugged his head and made a terrifying ape cry in his mouth.

Jin Xiangdi was shocked and said anxiously: "Senior brother, senior brother, let's go out quickly, Master can cure you."

But Zhitong ignored it at all and stared at it with murderous intent in his eyes. Jin Xiangdi had no choice but to fight with his senior brother. He rolled on the ground and disappeared into nothingness.

At this time, the monk who was originally in the Hall of Great Compassion picked up the glass cup on the ground and came to the door. He looked at Zhitong, but was not afraid, but was very interested, and murmured: "A monkey whose will has been killed and eroded by erosion by his own sacrificial being is very dangerous and dangerous."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monkey screamed strangely. The black iron rod in his hand turned into a black light and hit him. The void was shattered like ice cubes churning in the water.

The monk raised the lamp in his hand, and a golden flame shone out from the glass, forming a circle of golden arcs.

The black iron rod hit the golden light, and a ray of light rushed up to the night, and the waves of the spiritual mountain were surging.

Lingshan was in turmoil in this moment.
Chapter completed!