Thinking about it, he glanced at a carriage not far behind.
Xiao Longnu was doing exercises to heal her injuries.
Xiao Longnu, Murong Qiudi, Wanwan, Shifei Xuan, the Chuangwang treasure from the Qing Dynasty, and the Evil Emperor's relics.
These are all worthy of his personal action now.
Each one can bring him a lot of benefits.
Silently thinking, how to speed up?
A few hours later, a large splendid and solemn temple appeared far outside LY City.
Under the moonlight, Pang Ban's devil-like figure came to the temple.
His deep and indifferent eyes stared closely at the group of temples, and his martial arts thoughts were used with all his strength, and he carefully felt the entire temple.
This unscrupulous behavior naturally alarmed some people in the temple.
A rather old-looking monk quietly walked out of the temple and came to Pang Ban with a calm expression and clasped his hands in a salute.
He didn't speak, just a burst of spiritual power radiating out. There was no sound, but Pang Ban could sense the meaning.
"I've met Donor Pang."
"The master of Suwen Jingnian Chanyuan, Ling Kong, has been practicing closed-mouth meditation for decades. When I saw him today, he was really good.
In another ten years, your silence will be perfected, and your strength will be further improved and reach a peerless level. "
Pang Ban smiled and said with a condescending attitude, as if giving guidance to a junior.
The old monk's expression remained calm, even after Pang Ban pointed out his realm.
As for the attitude of giving guidance to the younger generation, I have no objection.
The opponent's strength and status were far above him, and he was not much younger than him. His tone and attitude were normal.
The spiritual power came out again, "Thank you very much, Donor Pang, for your advice. I wonder why Donor Pang came to the monastery?"
"Ha, it's very simple. I'm here for He's Bi." Pang Ban smiled and said calmly.
Liao Kong's calm expression changed for the first time, his eyes widened, he couldn't hide his shock, his heart was overturned, and he fell silent.
Pang Ban waited for a few breaths and said directly: "Long Kong, I am here only for He's Bi.
As long as the He's Bi is given to me, the four great saintly monks will return safely, and I, Dayuan, will never reveal that the He's Bi is related to Jing Nian Zen Monastery. "
He was stunned and frightened, his brows furrowed, and his spiritual power emerged: "The four holy monks are in the hands of Donor Pang?"
"That's right." Pang nodded.
Liao Kong closed his eyes for a moment, as if he was saying to Amitabha secretly, and the thoughts carried by his spiritual power were calm and firm: "Donor Pang, please leave."
Pang Ban's eyes were slightly vacant, with a flash of coldness and determination to win.
Liao Kong refused, but his words also implied that Heshi Bi was in Jing Nian Zen Monastery.
"Longkong, you have to think clearly. If you hand over the He's Jade to me now, not only will the four great saintly monks be safe and sound, but I can also make the decision. Dayuan will never infringe on the interests of Buddhism.
And if you don't hand it over, let's not talk about other things for now. When everyone in the world knows that He's Bi is in Jingnian Chanyuan, how will Jingnian Chanyuan and even the entire Buddhist sect deal with it? "
Pang Ban said quietly, not looking anxious at all.
The solemn look in the depths of Liao Kong's eyes became a little more intense, but he shook his head without any hesitation. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was very clear and firm.
"Hey, it looks like we have to take action." Pang Ban didn't seem surprised, and just sighed, which contained endless confidence.
Then, a mighty demonic power rose up.
"boom!"
In an instant, the already dark night became extremely dark, as if it was shrouded in darkness, pressing unstoppably towards the entire Jing Nian Zen Monastery.
The entire Jing Nian Monastery was shaken, and many disciples were horrified, but not many could move, and most of them looked pale.
With the force of the air, he was immediately pressed down hard. His feet went straight into the flat ground for half a foot, and his face was a little pale.
At this moment, a calm, far-reaching, motionless and mountain-like aura appeared in the depths of the Jing Nian Zen Temple, like a water curtain covering the entire Zen Temple, resisting the vast demonic power.
Pang Ban's eyes brightened slightly, but he was not surprised. He smiled calmly and said loudly: "The name of Su Wen Tian Monk, if you can't get your wish, Pang will have a lesson today."
"Why would Donor Pang demand something that doesn't belong to him?"
A calm and indifferent voice came from the depths of the Zen courtyard.
"Since ancient times, treasures have been acquired by the strong. My Great Yuan dominates the world, and He's Bi should belong to my Great Yuan.
I, the Great Yuan, am determined to get this thing, and I hope the Heavenly Monk will think twice about it. "
Pang Ban's domineering voice formed a line and went straight into the depths of the Zen courtyard without spreading.
Obviously, although his words contained warnings, he did not want the matter to escalate into a big problem, and he still left some room for it.
"Donor Pang, it's better to leave."
The Heavenly Monk's voice remained unchanged, without any hesitation.
Pang Ban's eyes boiled with coldness, and he could no longer suppress it. He said in a cold voice: "Tian Monk, you can't stop me."
The unusually smooth voice sounded as sure as if he was talking about a small matter.
The demonic power boiled and was about to be suppressed like a wave.
Suddenly, another momentum appeared deep in the Zen courtyard.
Sharp as a sword, like a river of swords.
As soon as he appeared, he matched perfectly with the Heavenly Monk's momentum, forcing the mighty demonic power back more than ten feet.
Pang Ban's face changed slightly, and the temperament he had always had under his control began to fluctuate. He stared at the depths of the monastery and uttered two words in a cold voice.
"Dini~!"
There was no sound in response, only the two coordinated auras firmly resisted the mighty demonic power outside the Zen courtyard, and the intention was extremely firm.
Pang Ban's hands were clenched into fists at some point, and a volcanic force like a natural disaster surged through his body, as if it would strike out at the next moment.
The world around Jing Nian Zen Monastery has become extremely quiet and depressing.
As if waiting for a decision.
"He Shibi is worthy of dispatching together with the Heavenly Monks and Dini."
As if speaking to others, more like speaking to himself, Pang Ban said softly, his eyes fixed, and he said in a deep voice: "Tonight, I will learn the fame of the Heavenly Monk and the Dini."
Before the voice fell, his body rose from the ground, rising into the air, and his right fist blasted out.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the entire night sky seemed to tremble, and the darkness seemed to have descended, pressing towards the Jing Nian Zen Monastery with a terrifying power.
That fist also seemed to blend into the entire night, increasing its power to a level beyond words.
Many disciples in the Jing Nian Temple felt frightened just by looking at it.
A powerful monk shouted loudly and led the chanting together.
At the same time, a sword energy like a long river rushed up from the depths of the Zen courtyard, and the bright sword energy light illuminated the entire Zen courtyard.
The sword energy became faster and faster, as sharp as if it wanted to pierce the night.
"boom!"
The blow that changed the world collided hard.
The sword energy of a hundred feet long river penetrated deep into the night, and ripples struck in all directions.
A huge fist hit Changhe Jianqi hard.
Waves of roaring sounds shot straight into the sky and could not be heard without stopping.
There were echoes all over the place for dozens of miles.
The terrifying momentum left many people in awe and fear.
Just as the fists and Changhe sword energy were fighting fiercely, a handprint emerged from the depths of the monastery to join in.
(sleep.)
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