The shattering sound resounded through the temple. The founder of the Dayan Immortal Sect, the ancestor of the Qin family, and the former third master of the Senluo Palace. They were all the strongest men in the world. They joined forces to attack, like three huge tornadoes, to destroy the entire world.
.
Feng Feiyun stood on top of the pagoda and looked at the battlefield in the distance. His heart was shocked and he said: "The abbot of Cansheng Temple actually killed the entire temple's monks for a woman. No wonder these monks were so resentful.
More than a thousand years have passed and he still refuses to die."
This secret is so unbelievable that if the fair-weather monk had not told it, no one would have known that Cangsheng Temple had such a past.
"Then where did the abbot of Cangsheng Temple go?" Feng Feiyun asked.
The meat-and-wine monk sat and stared, saying: "Dead!"
"Who killed him?" Feng Feiyun said.
"Himself!" said the fair-weather monk.
"He killed himself?" Feng Feiyun nodded and said, "That's right. He probably felt that his sins were serious, so he committed suicide to apologize."
"That's not the case." The fair-weather monk said: "He killed himself in order to save the woman. With his superb cultivation, he arranged a great formation to reverse life and death. His body fell and the temple sank into the ground.
, just to brew a well of immortal spring and give that woman a glimmer of life."
The fair-weather monk seemed to know quite a bit about the secrets of that period. There was a bit of melancholy in his brows, but now he seemed to have a bit more of a Buddhist spirit.
"A person who practices Buddhism should have his six roots pure, but this master abbot was moved by emotion. He deserves to die..." Feng Feiyun said with a smile, but suddenly he thought about what happened to him. Wasn't it also because of a woman?
The death of body and soul is simply a bit more miserable than this abbot.
Feng Feiyun shut up and said no more.
Feng Jianxue's beautiful eyes flashed with light, and she said: "I think this abbot master is a good monk. I would rather let the world down than let her down. If someone can do this for me, even if
If he is a monk, I will marry him too!"
She glanced at Feng Feiyun with blinking eyes!
"It seems that you are really suitable to be a female nun, a monk, and a nun can be a couple." Feng Feiyun sighed.
Feng Jianxue suddenly puffed up her cheeks with anger, cursing Feng Feiyun in her heart for not understanding a girl's heart and being worse than a monk.
"boom!"
The entire pagoda trembled violently, as if it was about to flip over, shaking violently.
A ball of blood-colored brilliance rushed out from the ancient yellow mud well, like blood-colored stars flying into the sky. The brilliance illuminated the entire temple, carrying endless power.
A bloody gem as big as a washbasin was suspended in the air. It was dazzling and the light was sharp. It roared out with a tearing force and knocked three giant-level monks away.
"boom!"
The former Third Hall Master of Senluo Hall was injured by the light from the Blood Star. As if the flames on his body were extinguished, his entire body was thrown away, smashing the ground into pieces.
The sect masters of the Dayan Immortal Sect and the ancestors of the Qin family were also injured and spilled their blood. They fled from the Huangni Ancient Well one after another, not daring to take another step forward.
This power is so astonishing that even the giant can't resist it, and the spiritual weapon will be penetrated.
It finally calmed down and no one took action again.
"What on earth is that blood star? How can it be so powerful?" Someone stared at the suspended blood star and felt that there were crystal points flowing around the blood star, like hundreds of drops of spiritual spring.
In every drop of the spiritual spring, there is a sleeping little girl, which is the spirituality of the spiritual spring.
"The blood star is like a person's heart. I just saw it beating clearly."
"The Blood Star is absorbing the surrounding spiritual springs, and its power is getting stronger and stronger."
…
Hundreds of drops of spiritual springs appear in front of you. It is like seeing a treasure mountain. No one can be tempted. This kind of wealth is really terrible. Let alone hundreds of drops of spiritual springs. Even if you get ten drops of spiritual springs, you can prosper a person.
family.
The fragrance of spiritual springs exudes between heaven and earth, refreshing the body and mind, making people enlightened and full of spirit.
Some people couldn't resist the temptation of the spiritual spring and rushed towards the temple. However, before they reached the temple, they were killed by the blood star and died without any bones left.
Even the three giants didn't dare to take action easily. If anyone else took action, they were simply seeking death. Looking at the spiritual treasure but not being able to pick it, this feeling was the most deadly.
On top of the pagoda, Feng Feiyun didn't want to get the spiritual spring. He sacrificed all the lotus pedestals in the formation and tried to risk his life to get the treasure, but he was caught back by the meat-and-wine monk.
"Monk, you want to block my way to make money?" Feng Feiyun said.
"The poor monk is afraid that you will end up on the road to death." The fair-weather monk had already stood up from the ground, with infinite solemnity on his face full of flesh. He stood at the window, looking at the brilliance of the Blood Star, and sighed: "The Blood Star is born.
, alternation of fate.”
The ancient corpse monks in the temple began to become frantic again, jumping on the ground, as if they wanted to catch the blood star above, and roared from their mouths, making a blood-curdling roar.
No one can suppress them anymore, they are filled with murderous energy and resentment.
Feng Feiyun said: "The blood star is born, and the fate changes. Great monk, what kind of riddle are you trying to solve? What do you mean by this?"
The fair-weather monk had a cryptic look on his face, and said covertly: "This... this means that the world will undergo great changes in the near future, and the power of fate will alternate, causing fate to be staggered, and some things that were impossible to happen before.
It might happen then."
The words of the fair-weather monk were vague. He obviously didn't want Feng Feiyun to know what he was planning, so he probably avoided the important and ignored the light and said a lot of specious things.
The meat-and-wine monk suddenly pressed Feng Feiyun's shoulders again, stared at him with a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, and said earnestly: "Little benefactor, now the lives of all people in the world hang by a thread, I think you have a heart."
With a kind heart, I am going to entrust you with a big thing now, are you willing?"
Feng Feiyun never thought that he was a kind-hearted person. Seeing how amorous the great monk was, he knew that nothing good was going to happen. He was about to shake his head and said, "I..."
"Okay! The poor monk really saw you right. Since you are willing to shoulder such a heavy responsibility, then the poor monk will tell you the truth." The fair-weather monk did not give Feng Feiyun a chance to speak, and then said: "The same goes for Blood Star.
Blood heart, once the blood star is successfully conceived, it will turn into a blood heart and resurrect the woman in the ancient well of yellow mud. Then there will be rivers of blood and mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If you want to avoid this, just
I can only rely on you."
"Hey! Wait! Why did the woman in the ancient yellow well resurrected and flowed into a river of blood and a mountain of corpses?" Feng Feiyun had also seen the female corpse and did not feel the fierceness in her body.
She was not angry, but she still had an ethereal air about her that came out of the dust.
The wine-meat monk patted Feng Feiyun on the shoulder again, and said with a stamp of his head: "Young man, you are too naive. A female corpse that has been conceived in a fierce place for more than a thousand years, if it is resurrected, the blood on her body will be
The ferocious aura is absolutely terrifying, and the blood star, which has gathered the blood of more than a thousand resentful monks, has become her heart. How great is the resentment in her body? By then, I am afraid she will kill one person in ten steps, and massacre a city in a thousand miles.
There is no one in the world who can stop you.”
The words of the fair-weather monk are not unreasonable. Feng Feiyun nodded and said: "Then how can we avoid all this from happening?"
"There is only one way." The fair-weather monk said with a smile: "Find the Nalan Buddha's robe of the former abbot of Cangsheng Temple, and add the jade beads that the abbot once held in his hand. Combining these two treasures can suppress the blood star."
The fair-weather monk pointed to the engraved picture on the wall. The enlightened monk above was wearing Nalan Buddha robes and holding jade beads in his hand.
Feng Feiyun stared at the eminent monk on the wall, always feeling a sense of déjà vu. There was no reason for this feeling. After all, he had never seen this old monk before, so what?
Will it feel like déjà vu?
"Then why don't you go find these two things yourself?" Feng Feiyun glanced at him.
The wine-meat monk turned around and picked up the scorpion meat on the ground, gnawed it, and then said: "The poor monk wants to suppress the resentful monks in the temple here, and he can't escape! If these resentful monks escape, then what will happen to them?"
It’s also a river of blood, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.”
"In fact, it is not difficult to find Nalan Buddha's robes and jade beads. I heard that the abbot fell in love with a woman and felt that the Buddha's heart was dirty. He imprisoned himself in a Buddhist garden in Zixiao City and wanted to use it without mercy.
I went to the Dharma to forget that woman, but in the end I couldn't." The fair-weather monk provided Feng Feiyun with a clue.
But from Feng Feiyun's point of view, this clue was completely nonexistent. After all, Zixiaofu City was too big, with more than a thousand Buddhist gardens. By the time he found Nalan Buddha's robes and jade beads, the female corpse had probably been resurrected.
The meat-and-potatoes monk was afraid that the storm would not go away, so he tried to confuse him and said: "It is said that wearing Nalan Buddha's clothes is like being possessed by the ancient Buddha. He can break a mountain into pieces with one punch and move a city with his bare hands. If you hold it with your hands,
An emerald Buddha bead is like holding a star, it is invincible and can conquer the world."
His big eyes glanced at Feng Feiyun from time to time, trying to see his reaction.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Don't talk about those nonsense. There are so many masters out there now, and murderous intent is everywhere. It is difficult to rush out. To do things for you, I have to provide some substantial benefits?"
The wine-meat monk seemed to be waiting for Feng Feiyun's words, and nodded happily and said: "The poor monk has a fourth-grade ancient beard elixir here, which can allow the little benefactor to exert half of a giant at the moment of life and death.
A level of combat power that can hit a million kilograms with one punch."
Feng Feiyun was overjoyed and praised this kind and knowledgeable man in his heart.
"I have three drops of spiritual spring here, poor monk. Each drop is full of spirituality and is of great value." The fair-weather monk was generous when he made his move. He took out another jade bottle from his arms and put it into Feng Feiyun's hand.
"I have a fifth-grade hundred-day elixir here...but I can't give it to you until you get Nalan Buddha's robes and jade beads."
The fair-weather monk took out the elixir and then put it back.
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