The beast tide in Cangzhou County was about to be catastrophic. The beasts fled from the Qilian Mountains. The momentum was unstoppable. The people of the Four Righteous Sects held off the first wave of beasts. However, when the big beast tide came, Xanthium Town fell instantly.
Wherever the beast tide passed, there was ruins.
The disciples of the Four Righteous Sects could only try their best to rescue, but they themselves were also in danger in the beast tide. More than half of the survivors in Xanthium Town were killed or injured.
When Jiang Wei was rescued from the mountains by his senior brother at the Supreme Realm, his first reaction was to ask for news about Bai Ze and Tang Zhizhi. But the situation is chaotic, and no one cares about his problems.
Almost all of the most promising seeds of the four sects of the Righteous Path were smashed into the Qilian Mountains. Now the wild beasts have swallowed Chunyangzi, the headmaster of the Yunhai Xianmen, and Master Yuantong, the abbot of the Xuankong Temple. Their whereabouts are unknown. What happened to the survivors? Look, everyone thinks this is a shocking conspiracy.
This is all too much of a coincidence.
But if it is a conspiracy, who can control the wild beast that has survived for thousands of years? This is too terrifying and too unbelievable.
The general stationed in Cangzhou County almost went crazy.
The battle line was almost full, and the tide of beasts rushed out of the Qilian Mountains. Even the masters of Yunhai Xianmen, Xuankong Temple, Qingming Sword Sect, and Vulcan Mountain were all present and could not stop it. How could he hold Cangzhou County?
On the front line of the great beast tide, no city could hold any place it passed. But the garrison general of Cangzhou County knew that this disaster could not be defended, and there was no need to ask for the head on his neck.
"The three armies defend!" the garrison general ordered, "Pull the battle line back! I don't believe it. There are so many magical beasts in Qilian Mountain that they can wipe out the entire Cangzhou County!"
The heavy rain struck violently, and the heaven and earth were in a state of silence.
There were frightening roars everywhere. The war horses in the city heard the thunderous roar of the beast tide in the distance. They were so frightened that they broke free from the restraints of the cavalry on their backs and ran around. How could the frontline garrison have the ability to fight against the beast tide?
The situation in the northern border suddenly became chaotic due to the changes in the Qilian Mountains.
At the border of Chen Bing in the Song Dynasty, the northern advisers all thought that the war would start in the south first, but they did not expect that the chessboard in the north would suddenly be disrupted.
An accident occurred in the Qilian Mountains, and the whereabouts of the headmaster of Yunhai Xianmen and the abbot of Xuankong Temple were unknown. This was simply a bolt from the blue, scaring everyone who witnessed it out of their wits.
No one knows what the fate of the Great Zhou will turn into in an instant if Chunyangzi and Master Yuantong die.
At the same time, Xuankong Temple has taken the lead in facing the disaster.
In the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Fufeng County.
Xuankong Temple is located on Guangcheng Mountain. At the beginning, Xuankong Temple was truly a Xuankong Temple. As the name suggests, this is an ancient temple with a mountain gate built on a cliff.
Guangcheng Mountain stands on a cliff with thousands of feet. The original Hanging Temple was built on that steep cliff. A plank road was built from the ancient temple to the top of the cliff. If you want to go up the mountain to worship Buddha, you can only take the narrow hanging plank road, which is close to the thousand-foot cliff. Ren cliff, on one side is a cliff of ten thousand feet.
It can’t reach the sky when it goes up, and it can’t touch the ground when it comes down. This is the best way to describe the Hanging Temple.
However, as the power of Xuankong Temple grew in the north, starting from the previous Zen Master Zhihong, Xuankong Temple began to build temples on Guangcheng Mountain, calling the ancient temple the ancestral temple and the new temple the temple.
The name is still the same.
But the ancestral court is called the ancestral court, and there are still many monks staying there.
Some are old monks who are reluctant to leave the ancient temple and miss the past. Some of them are for Taotie, one of the four murderers in the Three Body Buddha Hall who was suppressed by the Patriarch himself two hundred years ago.
Tonight is destined to be an uneven night.
Heavy rain washes away the plank road of the ancient Xuankong Temple.
The plank road extends downward from the ancient temple. Looking down, amid the heavy rain, you can see countless temples at a glance.
Those temples were dug out of the cliffs and built on the mountains. Although they looked precarious, they were built by famous masters. The ancient temples have been standing for two hundred years and are still intact to this day.
Some people go up the mountain in the rain and take the plank road.
It rained so heavily that all the monks hid in the temple to take shelter from the rain, and no one braved the rain to look up the mountain. Therefore, the person who went up the mountain walked from the foot of the cliff to halfway up the cliff, and no one found him.
It rained heavily, and there was only the sound of rain between heaven and earth. The back of the climber looked lonely, but the man just took one step at a time, not looking left or right, just looking at the plank road in front of him, as if he was admiring a priceless piece of art. treasure.
The rain soaked him all over.
Wearing only rainwater, he trudged resolutely, passing through temples one after another, but no one noticed him going up the mountain. Even in front of a temple, the yawning monk walked past while listening to the rain late at night. Like a ghost.
Further ahead is the Three Body Buddha Hall.
He didn't know how long he had been walking, maybe it was a long time, maybe it was only a short moment. He didn't know it, but he had forgotten himself.
The door of the Three Body Buddha Hall was open, as if the people inside knew someone was visiting tonight and deliberately left it open.
The young monk guarding the door happens to be away tonight.
People who went up the mountain on a rainy night stood in front of the Sankaya Buddha Hall. The wind on the cliff was very strong, and the heavy rain soaked the entire temple door. There was a shallow layer of rainwater inside the temple door.
The man paused for a moment and walked into the hall.
In the Buddhist hall late at night, it was so quiet that only the sound of wind and rain filled the hall. The evergreen lamp in the Buddhist hall was on. In the huge Buddhist hall, there was only an old monk who was meditating and chanting in front of the three-body Buddha statue. He seemed to have no regard for that person's visit. aware.
The man entered the Buddhist temple without saying a word. He stood in the Buddhist temple covered in rainwater, and a puddle of rainwater soon gathered under his feet.
The old monk is still chanting sutras.
After a long time, the rainwater on the people who went up the mountain was almost dry.
"You're here." The old monk opened his eyes. The eyes were cloudy among the thick wrinkles, but upon closer inspection, they gave people a bottomless feeling.
"I'm coming," the man said.
"It seems you have got that thing." The old monk said.
"I got it," the man said.
"It seems that he failed to stop you." The old monk said, "Did you kill him?"
"Do you think I can kill him?" the man asked.
"That's true." The old monk thought for a while and said, "You can't kill him, but he can't kill you either."
"He ended the era that should have belonged to him with his own hands, and no one can blame him." The man said, "And I just took back what should have been mine."
"Everything in this world can be heard as sound by the ear, and can be seen by the eyes as color." The old monk said, "Everything in this world has no set owner, nor has it a set destiny. How can you say that it belongs to you?"
"I'm not here to listen to your reasoning." The man said, "I've heard so many principles that I'm tired of it."
"You are wrong." The old monk said, "What I preach is not truth, but Buddhism."
"Whatever you say." The man didn't care.
"You want to take Taotie away?" the old monk asked him after being silent for a moment.
"Since you already know, why bother asking more?" the man said.
"But you also know that I will not let you take Taotie away." The old monk said.
"Can you stop me?" the man said, "Senior brother couldn't stop me a hundred years ago, and you won't be able to stop me a hundred years later."
"Your senior brother is too obsessed after all." The old monk sighed, "What kind of person is Sword King Wang Zhihuan? Although he lost to Li Muzhi, he is a man who has climbed to the sky after all, so losing to him is not surprising. "
"It's an old story, why bother mentioning it?" the man said, looking at the old monk's back, he just asked, "Are you serious about not giving it to me?"
"I really won't give it to you," said the old monk.
"Then, I'm offended." The man said.
The strong wind from the cliff poured into the Three Body Buddha Hall, and the heavy rain poured down. There was a sudden thunder and purple lightning flash on Guangcheng Mountain, which made many monks in Xuankong Temple feel uneasy.
Suddenly, the monks in the ancient temple felt that the whole mountain was shaking. They were shocked and ran out of the door. They saw someone flying upside down from the Three Body Buddha Hall on the mountain. They heard a loud roar and the man standing on the cliff The ancient Buddhist temple, which was more than two hundred years old, exploded to pieces.
"Boom!!——"
A ferocious aura spread from the Three Body Buddha Hall and instantly filled the entire Guangcheng Mountain.
"Taotie?!" When the ancient temple monks noticed the aura, their expressions changed drastically.
"Uncle Master?!" Before they could rush to the Three Body Buddha Hall to check the situation, a monk with keen eyes saw that the figure flying out of the Buddhist hall turned out to be Zen Master Huitong.
"Roar!!--"
A roar came from the broken Buddhist temple, full of violence and anger.
Someone is subduing that ancient beast.
The golden light in the sky was dazzling. The old monk clasped his hands together and transformed into a six-foot-long golden man. He ascended to the sky and glared angrily at the man in the ruins of the Buddhist temple, "Come! Let this cause and effect be settled today!"
