Boom, thunder suddenly rang out in the blue and white sky. The sound was so loud that it exceeded the scope of ordinary thunder. It immediately scared the crowd of thirty to forty thousand people into silence, mistakenly thinking that the rebellion had offended heaven.
Xu Xian also looked at the sky in confusion. Although as a scholar, he was particular about not talking about monsters, powers and gods, but since he was a child, he had seen not only a thousand but also eight hundred messy things. He had long known that there were gods in this world. , ghosts and monsters exist.
There was another burst of thunder, and at the same time, a hundred-foot-long blue dragon composed of clouds and mist swooped down from the sky, and fell into Xu Xian's body under the shocked eyes of the crowd of thirty to forty thousand people.
"This this……"
Xu Xian couldn't accept it for a moment and looked at Chu Feng in shock.
Chu Feng shook his head. This had nothing to do with him at all, but as he expected, this was his plan. History changed, and the Canglong with a small amount of luck fell from the sky and fell into Xu Xian's body, which showed that Jiangshan had The possibility of being swayed by Xu Xian.
Compared to Xu Xian, the people who reacted even more were the mob of 30,000 to 40,000 people. Who were they? Farmers working the land, small traders on the street, even bandits and green-skinned hooligans who robbed homes. Don’t ask too much of such a group of people. After seeing the Canglong entering Xu Xian's body, they had already concluded that Xu Xian was the True Dragon Emperor, the destined emperor.
"True Dragon Emperor"
"True Dragon Emperor"
…
A sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami resounded through the sky, and the morale that was already a little sluggish suddenly rose to the extreme. People are like this, as long as you give them some sunshine, they can brighten your eyes.
…
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Just when Xu Xian led a group of rioters and prepared to attack Lin'an City, a group of people gathered at the Chenghuang Temple in Qiantang County.
They are all familiar faces, Fahai, Jingtan Messenger, Lord Ma, and Master Iron.
Among them, Master Tie is kneeling.
"Well, you City God, you didn't tell me the news clearly, and I almost died at the hands of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord."
Lord Ma looked angry and raised his leg to kick him.
Master Tie, also known as the City God, knelt on the ground and trembled. He never expected that what he had been planning for so many years would be destroyed by the legendary Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord. Thinking of the scene that day, his spine trembled. A terrifying existence that could easily defeat him in a fight was plotting against him. Isn't this the idea of a tiger trying to beat a little white rabbit with a broken leg?
Luckily I ran fast that day! Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't even be any bones left.
Fahai on the side chanted the Buddha's name and frowned slightly. After traveling in the mortal world for thousands of years, he has seen too many deceitful tricks, and he can't help but doubt the authenticity of this matter.
"The legendary Hundred-Eyed Demon King was killed by Bodhisattva Pilampo, the mother of Lord Maori Star, hundreds of years ago. Why is he still alive in the world? You must have seen it wrong."
It doesn't matter if Fahai doesn't say it, he goes berserk as soon as he mentions Lord Ma.
"I saw it wrong. You and hundreds of eyes look at each other and see how you can see it wrong."
Fahai fantasized about looking into hundreds of densely packed eyes, and his face looked a little strange, but the scene was breathtaking. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the silent Jingtan Messenger, and his heart brightened. The person involved was here, and the Jingtan Messenger didn't know whether the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was dead or not.
"Uncle Master, you were here that day. Do you know whether the Hundred-Eyed Demon King is dead or has escaped?"
The poor monk in the Pure Altar's heart knew nothing. At that time, the poor monk had been knocked down by the poisonous jujube of the evil way, and he slept until the monster was eliminated. What happened at that time was all told by the monkey later.
I think so in my heart, but I can't say it with my mouth.
"That day, senior brother fought with the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord for seven days and seven nights, and had already gained the upper hand. Unexpectedly, the demon suddenly took off his clothes, exposed hundreds of eyes, and emitted divine light. Senior brother was unaware and was injured by the divine light and had to escape. , met Bodhisattva Pilampo on the road, and with the help of Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, defeated the Hundred-Eyed Demon King. However, as monks are compassionate, Bodhisattva Bodhisattva Bodhisattva may not actually kill him, and the evil spirit may escape. I have re-cultivated my magical powers.”
Fahai and Prince Ma looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, which sounded very reasonable. Whether the envoy of the Purifying Altar was present or not at that time was a matter of analysis.
The envoy of Jingtan was not a fool. He noticed the abnormality between the two men and immediately added: "The poor monk was poisoned that day, but he still insisted on fighting the hundred-eyed demon for a day and a night. He lost strength in the middle and had to withdraw from the battle. He stood aside. Watch the battle.”
Fahai pronounced the Buddha's name without saying anything. He is from the same sect and is also a teacher, so it is inconvenient to say more.
Prince Ma was not a Buddhist, so he didn't have much scruples. He turned sideways and his cheeks twitched. According to the rumors about this master, he was afraid that the poison in his body was true, and the rest were all nonsense.
For the messenger of Jingtan, this was a bad conversation that made him very unhappy. After saying it, he had no interest in staying any longer.
"The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord is not something you and I can deal with. You each find your own master and report this matter. Invite a master to come. The poor monk is gone."
Clinker, as soon as the Jingtan messenger walked to the door, he saw lightning and thunder in the direction of Lin'an, and a lucky blue dragon swooped down from the sky and disappeared.
"Oops, someone wants to take away Zhao Song's luck."
Prince Ma quickly counted with his fingers and turned pale.
"Part of it has been taken away, the secret of heaven has been disturbed, and what will happen in the future is completely unclear."
Fahai also had a solemn expression. Everything has its destiny. Once it is forcibly destroyed by outsiders, the future will be unpredictable.
"No, the poor monk must stop the Hundred-Eyed Demon King."
As soon as these words came out, the Jingtan messenger and Lord Ma looked at Fa Hai like a fool. With your poor cultivation, you can barely be regarded as an Arhat. If you go up, you are not looking for death.
"The poor monk has a purple and gold alms bowl"
The golden light flashed in Fahai's hand, and a purple-gold alms bowl appeared.
The envoy of Jingtan almost burst out laughing. Isn't this the guy who used to have dinner with the master? Use it to deal with the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, are you kidding!
"The purple gold alms bowl has been blessed by the Buddha's light from various Bodhisattvas at my Buddhist grand event. It has infinite power."
As a disciple of Kasyapa Bodhisattva, Fahai certainly knew that his master had tricked the purple gold alms bowl from the disciples of Zhantan Merit Buddha. Seeing the strange look in the eyes of the Jingtan envoy, Fahai couldn't help but rectify the name of the purple gold alms bowl.
"With the blessing of Buddha's light from all Bodhisattvas, you can also deal with ordinary monsters like Bai Suzhen and others, as well as old monsters like the Hundred-Eyed Demon King. Seeing that you don't know how to live or die, this poor monk should immediately go back to Lingshan to find your master Kassapa Bodhisattva. Come forward.”
The Jingtan messenger, who had regained his sense of existence, criticized Fa Hai with an elder tone.
