Sanjiang County, beside the river.
late at night.
After Yi Bai found out that Mingjing's master, the abbot of Leifeng Temple, was the bald donkey who almost accepted him in the past, he suddenly became angry.
It turns out that there is a narrow road between enemies.
He asked why the bright purple gold alms bowl refused to be touched by him before. Now that he thought about it, the alms bowl looked really familiar.
Isn't it the alms bowl that the bald donkey used to collect him in the past?
"True Dragon, please take a detour."
The monk advised him hard.
"Don't say too much. This monk and I have had a grudge for a long time. It can't be settled without Mingjing. He is in Xilai Temple now, right? I will go there in person. You can go back and send a message that I am coming, for fear that he will suffer a loss. Let it retreat quickly."
Yi Bai said so.
The grudge must be settled!
His feud with this bald donkey has been going on for more than ten years.
Now that we meet him, and he is also the master of Ming Jing, there should be a result.
"Real dragon, how could it be like this? How could it be like this!"
The monk frowned.
"Just go back and say this. No need to say more."
Yi Bai chased people away.
The monk had no choice but to return and relay Yi Bai's words.
When Yi Bai saw the monk leaving, he called out once or twice from the riverside.
The old turtle was busy swimming out from the bottom of the water.
"Zhenlong, is there something important?"
asked the old turtle.
"I need to go to a temple to settle a grudge. I need to lead the little demons to stay here for a day or two. If there is any trouble, they can report my name to them underwater and make them retreat. "
Yi Bai said solemnly.
"Let's go, real dragon, let's go! In this river, I met a wonderful demon not long ago and became friends with him. Relying on his power, we are fine. There is no need to borrow the name of the real dragon."
Old Turtle said.
"In that case, I will go."
Yi Bai felt relieved.
He was still very assured of Lao Gui's abilities.
He walked towards Xilai Temple.
The old turtle watched Yi Bai leave, and then re-entered the river.
…
the other side.
Yi Bai took out the book Old Long Jun gave him from Hu Tian and started to read it.
He was not in a hurry and planned to walk to Xilai Temple. He wanted to see how this bald donkey made his decision.
During this period, he can also learn some practical magic.
As soon as Yi Bai flipped through the booklet, he was shocked by the various witchcraft recorded in it. The witchcraft recorded here covered a wide range of things, including those used in heaven, those used in water, and those used on earth. He was dazzled by the sight.
He quickly came to his senses and began to pick out some sorcery and study it.
He didn't want to learn directly, but wanted to study some of his own magic.
Today, he is also qualified to explore his own skills.
Yi Bai hurried on and studied at the same time.
…
The east is white and the sky is bright.
In the Xilai Temple.
Angry rebuke sounded in the temple monk's room.
"How dare such evil dragons say such things?!"
An old monk with white beard and hair glared at the monk with wide eyes.
The monk shivered and looked cautiously at the abbot of Xilai Temple next to him.
The abbot of Xilai Temple sighed, shook his head and said nothing.
He was also helpless. This monk didn't know that walls had ears, so how could he be listened to by the abbot of Leifeng Temple?
"Tell me again, what did that evil dragon say?"
The old monk was furious.
How dare the monk say that, he stood there submissively.
Finally, the abbot of Xilai Temple walked out, clasped his hands together, and said, "Brother, you are in trouble!"
But the old monk pointed at the abbot of Xilai Temple and angrily said: "I don't have you as my junior brother. If I encounter a demon, you just don't take action, but you still report it! You still sit back and watch my disciple die outside Xilai Temple!"
The abbot of Xilai Temple silently recited the Buddha's name, calmed down, clasped his hands together, and said: "Master Daohui, I, Xilai Temple, will not be involved in this matter. You have to deal with Chen Shen, so please do it yourself. Please note, intercept and kill the gods. It is a serious crime. When the heavenly soldiers and generals come to investigate, no one in Leifeng Temple can escape. Don’t let the thousand-year inheritance be in vain.”
The old monk waved his hand and said: "What kind of immortal is he? Even if he is an immortal, he has to go to heaven!"
After the old monk finished speaking, he turned around and walked out without stopping for a moment, acting vigorously and resolutely, without looking like an eminent monk at all.
The abbot of Xilai Temple said nothing and watched the old monk leave.
"Abbot, what should we do?"
The monk asked in horror.
"What else can we do? Close the door tightly. From today on, Xilai Temple will be closed."
The abbot sighed.
"Yes, Abbot."
The monks didn't dare to disobey him, so they just nodded and went out to spread the word.
…
The other end.
Yi Bai was walking in the forest, holding a book in hand, and thoughts emerged in his heart, thinking about his own unique skills.
While he was thinking, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing against his face, which brought him back to his senses.
He looked up and saw an old monk riding the wind in the distance.
The old monk's face was full of anger, and he looked like a King Kong. The popularity on his body was mixed with gold. In terms of popularity alone, it was one of the best that Yi Bai had ever seen.
He has met many Taoist masters and Buddhist eminent monks.
There are only two people who can compare with this old monk.
Yi Bai stood still, took the book back, and stood ready.
Crash.
The old monk noticed Yi Bai and came over quickly. After flying sand and rocks, he landed in the forest and looked towards him. When he smelled it, he felt a fishy smell.
"Nielong, are you the one who killed my disciple Mingjing?"
When the old monk landed, his eyes widened with anger.
"I wonder how Monk Mingjing could be like this. He doesn't distinguish between black and white. It turns out that he was taught by a master. He is really the same person."
Yi Bai looked up at the old monk and felt familiar.
He just said where the familiarity comes from.
It turned out to be the feeling of seeing Ming Jing.
"Nie Long, you dare to kill my disciple, and you dare to say such arrogant words, you will risk your life!"
Without saying a word, the old monk opened his hand and struck, and dazzling Buddha light burst out from his palm.
Yi Bai jumped up and used the invisibility technique to avoid the Buddha's light.
Bang bang bang!
The Buddha's light hit the ground and exploded into dust.
"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing!"
The old monk's eyes bloomed with Buddha light, shining out.
Yi Bai's true body was illuminated by the Buddha's light, and his invisibility was broken.
"Good job."
Yi Bai was not anxious, but instead admired him. He could see that the old monk did not use Dharma Eye, but a Buddhist technique. It was as effective as Dharma Eye and could see through his invisibility technique.
"The evil dragon, be punished!"
The old monk had no intention of talking to Yi Bai, so he opened his hand to strike. In the blink of an eye, dozens of Buddha lights shot out, killing Yi Bai.
"A!!"
Yi Bai visualized the Sanskrit word 'A' in his mind, and he spoke the true sound. The powerful air wave centered on him and bombarded away.
Boom!
The air waves collided with the Buddha's light, causing continuous explosions on the ground, and the trees were interrupted.
The old monk didn't seem surprised at all by Yi Bai's practice of Buddhism. He seemed to have known about it for a long time. He opened his hand and took out a golden stick and hit Yi Bai.
Yi Bai was not afraid, he took out the Qinglong Zen Staff and was about to attack.
There was a fight between sticks and sticks, and after a close battle, they were evenly matched.
"Why do you have this staff?! This is the most precious treasure inherited from my Leifeng Temple! It is clearly in Mingjing..."
The old monk suddenly thought of something and his face turned ugly. He must know the reason.
"This treasure is given to me clearly and quietly."
Yi Bai held the Zen staff and grinned.
"Be punished!"
The old monk didn't want to say more, so he started beating him with a stick.
Yi Bai was not afraid and raised his staff to greet him.
A monk and a demon couldn't help but started fighting in the forest.
Yi Bai's stick technique is exquisite and inherited from the old immortal. It is natural and extremely dangerous. The old monk's stick technique is powerful and has been honed for a long time. It is airtight.
This fight lasted for several hours, and they fought for fifty rounds, with no winner or loser.
During the war.
The scattered demon power in Yi Bai's body was quickly sorted out. The more he fought, the braver he became, and he was proficient in martial arts and gradually suppressed the old monk.
It is impossible for the old monk to defeat Yi Bai with his martial arts.
The old monk also knew that the longer the fight went on, the more dangerous his situation would be.
He made a feint with his stick and got out.
Yi Bai did not pursue him. He held a Zen staff and looked at the mess on the ground, then at the old monk.
"What, you bald donkey, you still want me to be punished? Your abilities are not enough."
Yi Bai sneered.
Looking at the bald donkey, he inexplicably recalled the feeling of powerlessness he felt when he was almost taken away by the bald donkey that day.
He wanted to let this bald donkey give it a try.
only……
After this fight, he probably knew that this bald donkey was quite capable.
It was too difficult for him to capture this bald donkey.
"You evil dragon, where did you learn your skills?"
The old monk frowned and asked.
"Bald Donkey, what can you do about it? In addition, I am Chen God and I want to go to heaven to take up my post. If you stop the killing of Chen God, I will definitely report it to heaven. You can just wait."
Yi Bai squinted his eyes, his Zen staff kept blooming Buddha's light, as if he wanted to fight again.
"snort!"
The old monk snorted coldly and said nothing, but his brows furrowed even more tightly. He stretched out his hand and a cassock appeared in his hand.
I saw him take his cassock and throw it on Yi Bai's head.
The cassock swelled in the wind and turned into a hundred meters in size in mid-air, pressing down overwhelmingly to catch Yi Bai.
Yi Bai was not frightened and took out the Buddha's Light Silk from the pot.
Fo Guang Ling met Kasaya and fought together. It was also a situation with no winner or loser.
"This, this is Master Dao Chan's most precious treasure. How come you have such a treasure?"
The old monk looked ugly.
"Can you take care of it?"
Yi Bai ignored him, raised his Zen staff, and was about to hit him again.
The old monk seemed to know that Yi Bai was difficult to deal with, so he actually wanted to retreat. He raised his stick to fight with each other for two or three times, turned around and rode the wind away.
How could Yi Bai be spared.
He transformed into a dragon's body, controlled the dragon's horns, and felt his body was light as well, as the dragon's body soared into the air.
He gave chase.
His speed in the air was much faster than that of the old monk.
After a while, Yi Bai had caught up with the old monk.
He struck with one blow.
The old monk was knocked down from the sky.
…
Between mountains and rivers.
The old monk fell, all wet and embarrassed, but his general aura was strong.
Yi Bai followed closely, transformed into a human body, and followed the old monk. He raised his Zen staff and was about to hit him.
The old monk was busy dodging.
"I never thought that your abilities would reach such an extent! I have eliminated countless demons in my life, and you are the most ferocious demon I have ever seen."
The old monk looked extremely ugly.
There was nothing he could do about Yi Bai, and he couldn't even deal with the magic weapon.
"Only in my life? Tsk, tut, you didn't successfully get rid of me that day, do you regret it?"
Yi Bai held the Zen staff and was not in a hurry. He stood by the water.
"That day? When did I see you before?"
The old monk stood up from the water, his eyes still wide open with anger, and his expression was similar to Ming Jing.
Yi Bai said nothing and started beating him with his stick. He didn't want to let the old monk go.
They have been grudges for a long time.
The old monk raised his stick to fight back.
The demon and the monk started fighting again.
The sky changes from white to dark, from morning to night.
They fought from the sky to the ground, entered the woods, and escaped into the lake, fighting fiercely.
There are lilies in war.
Yi Bairu is tireless, and he has just transformed into a dragon, and he only relies on this consumption to relieve the overflowing demon power in his body.
Every blow is a powerful demonic force.
On the contrary, the old monk was put at a disadvantage by Yi Bai, whose martial arts improved rapidly and his aura gradually became stronger. After fighting against Er Baihe, his hands and feet were weak and he was defeated.
The old monk got into a forest.
Yi Bo picked up his Zen staff and chased after him.
…
One chased and the other escaped, and the fight lasted for a long time.
Finally, Yi Bai caught up with the old monk in a deserted pavilion in a mountain.
I saw the old monk sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, taking out a Buddhist scripture and starting to recite it.
As the old monk chanted, Yi Bai felt as if there was an invisible force coming towards him, forcing him to be unable to enter the pavilion.
'Are you trying to use Buddhism to force me to not enter the pavilion? '
Yi Bo is happy.
The Dharma is indeed difficult for the monsters like Chang to deal with.
But……
What he practices is Buddhism.
Yi Bai wears the Buddha's Light Silk on his shoulders, holds the Blue Dragon Zen Staff, recites the Diamond Sutra in his mouth, and visualizes the Sanskrit word 'Ah' in his heart, and turns into the image of the King of Growth. His whole body is filled with Buddha's light, which is even better than what the old monk recited from the scriptures shows. The Buddha's light must be more pure.
He strode forward and entered the pavilion.
The old monk didn't realize that Yi Bai could enter the pavilion. Without any precautions, his head was knocked off by Yi Bai's stick.
Yi Bai killed the old monk easily, and saw a bamboo next to him. He cut off a section of bamboo and turned it into a bamboo tube, forcing the old monk's soul to come out. He threw the bamboo tube away and used a move to remove it from the book. He learned the sorcery 'soul-absorbing' to suck his soul into a bamboo tube and seal it away.
Just like when the old monk was beside the deep pool, he threw his alms bowl to seal him.
But the wind and water have turned, and today Yi Bai lost his bamboo tube and sealed the old monk's soul.
The cause is tomorrow, the effect is today.
Yi Bai removed the old monk and felt that his thoughts were clear. Unknowingly, what happened to the old monk that day was kept in his mind.
Today I used a Zen staff to remove it, only then did I realize it later.
"Chen Shen's ability is really great. This monk's name is widely spread. I have heard about it before, but I never thought that he would be removed by Chen Shen today."
A voice came from behind.
When Yi Bai heard this, his expression tightened and he looked behind him.
But he saw a little old man coming from a distance.
The little old man only had three feet, and his whole body was filled with golden energy.
"Who is the god?"
Yi Bai took back the Buddhist staff Fo Guang Ling and asked.
"Chen God, I am the new mountain god of Dayin Mountain. I was personally named the Mountain God of Dayin Mountain by the Emperor of Heaven. However, the power of the mountain god is only half left. It was hidden in Dayin Mountain. Now I found it. There is still half left. I heard that in Chen It is in the hands of God, so I rushed here to ask for the other half of the power from God Chen."
The little old man laughed.
"I remember that the mountain god of Dayin Mountain in the past was not canonized by the emperor on earth? How come he is canonized by the emperor himself today?"
Yi Bai was confused.
"How can the human emperor still canonize the mountain god if he loses his virtue? God Chen, I am not asking for authority in vain. Please God Chen give me the authority, and I will take care of this person's subsequent affairs for you. How about that?"
The little old man smiled and said...
The update is a little slow again. The weather is freezing and I'm a little bit cold. Friends, please keep warm.
There will be another chapter later.
(End of chapter)
