Since Master Zhanglu has made up his mind to stop the temple owner before the Chixin Temple, he will not let him run away.
He made very good preparations for this.
With a wave of his sleeves, countless talismans poured out from Master Zhanglu's sleeves and went towards the surrounding areas, turning into streaks of light, more like fireflies in the dark night.
Qingniu was a little dissatisfied, "Master, can you use my nose?"
Master Zhanglu ignored him and quickly took him away from here. Two quarters of an hour later, he appeared in front of a stream.
The viewer is standing by the stream in the distance, lowering his head to pick up a leaf that fell with the stream.
After seeing Master Zhanglu, the viewer waved his sleeves and shattered a stream of light hidden somewhere in front of his eyes, causing it to fall into the stream. Then he said with some emotion: "Junior brother is really so well prepared and thoughtful."
Master Zhanglu didn't say anything, he just spread his palms, and the Xuanhuang Bell appeared in his palms and kept flowing, exuding a mysterious aura.
With a shake of Master Zhanglu's palm, the Xuanhuang Bell flew directly towards the sky and hung between the two of them. It quickly emitted a mysterious aura and headed towards the surrounding areas, covering the two of them.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape no matter what."
Master Zhanglu looked at the pale-faced temple master in front of him, and finally felt a lot more at ease. Xuanhuang Zhong had trapped this place, and he thought that with the temple master's current state, there was no way he could escape no matter what.
The master of the temple said: "Junior brother, it seems that you are sure that you can kill me here today."
Master Zhanglu narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior brother, there is really no need to talk such nonsense anymore."
The viewer said oh and said nothing more, just casually dropped the leaf in his hand.
The moment the leaves fell into the stream, the color suddenly disappeared from Zhanglu's eyes. The color in front of his eyes dissipated in an instant. In an instant, he seemed to be in a gray world.
The viewer waved his sleeves, and the stream surged up, like splashing ink.
Master Zhanglu's expression is slightly complicated. As Master Zhanglu, he can read the Taoist classics that he has read infatuatedly. He has not been slacking off for a day in these years. He doesn't know how much effort he has spent on it and how many classics he has read.
But it seems that he has never seen the book in front of him.
Thinking of this, Master Zhanglu's face looked a little unsightly, and his mood became even heavier.
Since there is no such display of Taoism in the Sutra Pavilion, it means that this Taoism was passed down by the original master and only belongs to the master.
They are also direct disciples, so why is this method only available to the master of the temple?
Master Zhanglu was filled with anger when he thought of this.
Several rays of light suddenly burst out from his body, and the gray behind him slowly returned to color at this moment. Master Zhanglu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid you never thought that one day you would fall into my hands!"
Master Zhanglu continued to activate Taoism and displayed all he had learned in his life. A strong wind blew by the entire stream, and countless fallen leaves were rolled up by the terrifying breath. However, they could not hold on for long before they were shattered in mid-air.
In an instant, there were countless gaps in the Taoist robe of the temple master. His face became very pale, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.
Although that method is extremely mysterious, in his current state he is unable to exert its maximum power.
The black and white intersecting iron ropes turned into giant pythons and appeared in this black and white world, constantly hitting the front, and only instantly drowned the master Zhanglu.
Master Zhanglu held down the head of a giant python with one hand, suppressed it with the purest Taoist aura from his palm, and crushed it in a moment.
Afterwards, Master Zhanglu smashed the heads of several giant pythons in succession.
The viewer looked at the black and white world in front of him indifferently. In this world, he had absolute dominance. In the past, most of the monks here would be killed by him at will, but that is not the case now.
Master Zhanglu's level is too high.
"Junior brother, you have karma in your heart. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will hurt others and yourself."
The figure of the viewer floated behind him, but stopped in front of a stone not far away. The Taoist robe behind him touched a space, and ripples appeared.
The viewer stretched out his hand and pushed, the energy in his palm intersected with the ripples, and was swallowed up in an instant. 33
The viewer's face turned ugly, he threw out the seal in his palm and hit the black and yellow bell.
At this moment, Master Zhanglu also killed all the giant pythons and looked this way.
Although the Xuanhuang Bell is not as good as that seal in terms of rank, the master of Zhanglu is much more powerful than the master at the moment. With him controlling the Xuanhuang Bell, it will be difficult for the master to do anything.
"Senior brother, you are my karma. As long as I die today, my knot will naturally dissipate."
Master Zhanglu suddenly ran the Xuanhuang Bell and knocked open the seal, and the entire black and white world disappeared at this moment.
The viewer spit out a mouthful of blood.
The viewer who was about to take back the seal was instantly hit in the chest by a majestic energy machine, and then his connection with the seal was directly severed.
Master Zhanglu pulled the Xuanhuang Bell to control the seal.
Killing the temple master today is a big deal, but an even bigger deal is to capture this thing.
Master Zhanglu looked at the seal in front of him, his eyes filled with eager emotions.
He mobilized the energy in his body to pull the seal in front of him, and then crazily, countless rays of light overflowed between his fingers, wrapping it layer by layer.
Completely cut off the connection between the seal and the viewer.
Next, he only needs to refine this object and then he can completely own it.
With this seal, he can legitimately become the next Guanzhu.
"The real person... came to his senses and ran away..."
Qingniu's voice suddenly sounded, a somewhat anxious reminder.
Master Zhanglu came back to his senses and looked at the original position of the viewer. There was only one Taoist robe left in that place.
Master Zhanglu said calmly: "He can't run away."
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The viewer left Qingshan Prefecture and headed to Yingzhou.
In the land of Daliang and Jiuzhou, Yingzhou has always been considered the most immortal. In the early years, it was said that the immortals came to the world here.
To the north of Yingzhou, there is a sea. The sea is so wide that I don’t know how big it is. There are rumors in the past dynasties that the immortals in the world live in the overseas fairy mountains outside Yingzhou.
Therefore, countless people went to sea to visit immortals.
It's just that after going to sea, whether it's a big ship or a small boat, almost no one returns.
Over time, there have been rumors that overseas immortals do not want to be disturbed by the world, so whenever people go to sea, they will encounter wind and waves and die at sea.
Nowadays, there are not many people who dare to go to sea to visit immortals, so when an embarrassed middle-aged Taoist asked for a boat to go to sea, the boatman looked at him as if he were a ghost.
The master of the temple was silent. He knew that he could not return to the Infatuated Mind Temple. The only chance for survival now was at sea.
