Since the temple was built, Luohan Temple has been supported by many believers in Changning County.
There has always been a constant flow of incense, even at night it is brightly lit and filled with incense, which is so grand.
However, Luohan Temple seemed a little too quiet today. Many monks were even holding sticks on guard, looking like they were in a state of turmoil.
Some monks who have already entered the spiritual practice hold their magic weapons and guard the temple formation.
As long as there is a slight movement, they will take action with all their strength.
If you want to ask why they look like this, the corpses of a few young novices lying in the temple courtyard explain everything.
The faces of the young novices were dark and gray, and their skin was dry and wrinkled, as if some monster had sucked all their energy.
Among the monks, there was a tall monk with a beard, his eyes wide open, and his whole body exuded evil aura.
"How dare you come again, evildoer!"
Suddenly, the great monk shouted loudly, and the Zen staff in his hand suddenly swung forward and hit a group of shadows not far away.
The figure's body was roughly human-like, but its arms were extremely long and dragged all the way to the ground.
After being hit by the Zen staff, a large part of his body immediately turned into black smoke, which dispersed in the void. After it let out a scream of "squeak", it quickly disappeared again.
The great monk looked at all this angrily. Ever since the black sun rose in the sky, evil spirits had been invading the temple.
Although they were on tight defense, they still suffered casualties.
Nowadays, people are in panic. I am afraid that if this continues, those ordinary monks will collapse first.
"The Shinto's intentions are obvious, and they are clearly trying to push us to a dead end." In the Luohan Zen Monastery, the eyes of some older monks were full of worry.
Shinto's skill can be said to be a decisive blow. The dark sun shines brightly on the world, except within the scope of the temple.
This is to force those vicious gods and demons to enter the temple, and those demons and demons released from the netherworld have been hungry for hundreds of thousands of years. How can they hold back when they encounter these living blood-eaters? They must fight with the temple. An endless conflict broke out among the monks.
What worried them most was that the Black Sun was like this to all temples.
This means that many small and weak temples will face a more severe crisis.
After all, those powerful temples have eminent monks and great virtues in charge, and even living Arhats stationed in the human world, so ordinary evil spirits naturally dare not provoke them.
However, although a small temple like Luohan Zen Temple has produced an Arhat before, it currently does not have any masters who can suppress the scene.
It may not be that easy to survive this disaster.
"Chiliu."
The great monk's ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly looked somewhere outside the temple, but only saw a slender shadow passing by.
Before he could see it clearly, the other party disappeared without a trace.
And just when he turned his head, a small black face poked out of the cloud.
But it was Qiu Ping.
"The defense is really tight." Little Loach scratched his head. He originally wanted to come over and see if he could get some advantage, but when he saw the temple's prepared look, he knew there was no chance.
This group of monks can still rely on something to establish themselves in a county.
"Snapped."
The little loach carefully took a few steps back, but suddenly bumped into another cloud.
The cloud pulled away, revealing the head of a little mouse, and then three more mouse heads popped out, looking directly at Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping's eyelids twitched a few times. He really didn't look at the almanac when he went out today. Why did he meet the shrew spirit and his ancestors, ancestors and ancestors here.
These mice are very courageous and do things unscrupulously.
Last time it was the four of them who formed a group to steal the Dragon Balls.
"Hey, big brother, you're here too, Muddy Waters... to watch the fun." The little shrew was overjoyed when he saw Qiu Ping.
He thought that his eldest brother had quit his job of stealing things, but he didn't expect that he would come out and do it alone.
The little mouse shouted so loudly that all the monks in the temple heard him as long as they were not deaf.
Qiu Ping twitched the corner of his mouth. He originally wanted to enter the village quietly without shooting, but now everything was ruined by this voice.
He could even see the great monk below looking at the clouds with his eyes almost spitting out fire. Anyone who faced a life and death crisis at home while others were chatting and watching the excitement would feel angry.
"Come on, brother, you are here by chance. I happened to pick up a drawing at the foot of the mountain yesterday. Guess what, it is the layout of the Luohan Temple. Where the treasures in their temple are hidden are all marked. It’s crystal clear…”
The little mouse mysteriously pulled out a piece of yellow paper, with countless black lines drawn on it crookedly and with someone who didn't know what. It looked like graffiti, and there were even a lot of them that were clearly left on his palms and soles. of ink.
"You will hold my tail in a moment, and I will take you in to find the treasure."
The little mouse climbed onto Qiu Ping's shoulders, jumped on the spot twice, and said proudly.
Just when he was about to continue speaking, Little Loach's figure moved.
In an instant, it appeared fifty feet away, and then its fins waved, drawing curves in the void. After a breath, a fierce god with disheveled hair and a body covered in indigo turned into black smoke and dispersed.
The number on Qiu Ping's head changed to "Qi".
This fierce god is very weak and has only provided one meritorious service, which can only be said to be better than nothing.
"Snapped."
Because the little loach moved so suddenly, after he killed the fierce god, the shrew that had been sitting on his shoulder hit him straight into the clouds and fell backwards.
"Huh?" The three ancestors of the shrew spirit turned to look at Qiu Ping at the same time. They were very surprised that this little loach also controlled the power of space and was so proficient.
They, the shrew clan, are gifted with space, but looking at the posture of the little loach just now, it seems that it is no worse than shrews in moving short distances.
"Brother...how did you become so powerful?" The little shrew remembered that more than half a year ago, Qiu Ping was almost beaten to death by the monks of Luohan Temple, but now he has grown so much in the blink of an eye.
This made him a little envious.
"Ah haha, that's all what Judge Cui gave me. He also customized a set of learning methods for me. You can ask him later to help you make a training plan, which is guaranteed to make your strength improve by leaps and bounds."
Qiu Ping didn't want to pay attention to the little mouse at first, but suddenly his heart moved and he said mysteriously.
Of course, this kind of good thing should be shared with good friends.
"Really?" The little shrew secretly wrote down all this, and planned to ask Judge Cui to train him when this matter is over.
Just when Qiu Ping and the little shrew had just chatted for a few words, more and more ferocious gods were approaching Luohan Temple.
It was obvious that these fierce gods gradually realized that the temple was a relatively safe place and gathered here in a tacit understanding.
…
"Swish swish!"
Qiu Ping's figure drew several curves in the void, and the superposition of [Lubricating Oil Technique] and [Big Lubricating Oil Technique] was really confusing for him.
The ferocious god with the power of a holy fetus in front of him couldn't even touch his shadow, and in turn he made countless wounds on his body, making him roar in anger.
Qiu Ping's figure flashed and appeared directly opposite the fierce god. Just as he opened his mouth to roar, a raging breath turned into a stream of smoke and dust, poured straight into his mouth, and exploded half of the opponent's head.
Although the tactics are a bit clumsy, the results are impressive.
"Buzz."
The numbers on Qiu Ping's head continued to increase, and he added ten meritorious deeds in one go. In addition to the fact that he had just killed a few more vicious gods, he now had a total of twenty-three.
Although the improvement in meritorious service made him quite excited, he was still a little unhappy deep in his heart.
He killed these evil gods outside the temple. Wasn't he protecting these monks in disguise? What bad luck!
Just when Qiu Ping was secretly unhappy, he worked harder to kill the fierce gods that kept coming from all around.
However, as time went by, the number of fierce gods gathered continued to increase, but Qiu Ping's achievements became less and less.
Because it was not just him and the shrews who wanted to come to the temple to pick up leaks. Others were not fools either, so they naturally discovered the clues.
There are only two temples in the nearby counties plus Tai'an Prefecture.
One is the Luohan Zen Temple here, and the other is the Quanlin Temple in the mansion.
The Quanlin Temple was far superior to the Luohan Temple in terms of size and strength. Of course, these evil gods did not want to go there to seek death, so they all came here in a swarm.
And the gods who were chasing these fierce gods also followed.
Not long after, a large circle of gods, at least three hundred in number, surrounded the entire Luohan Temple. Any outside evil gods were hit by hundreds of magical powers at the same time before they could get close, and were beaten to pieces.
There were so many monks and so little food, even if Qiu Ping was among them, he could only get some scattered achievements with difficulty.
Qiu Ping sighed secretly. This felt like he had played the first-generation online game in his previous life. Some monsters had just been refreshed and were wiped out by a large number of players.
Just as he was struggling to fight monsters among the crowd, a turbulent black light suddenly flew behind them.
The light was so overwhelming that the little loach and a few shrews around him couldn't help but shrink their heads, and the light flew past their scalps.
But the other gods did not react so quickly, and were directly wiped out by the black light.
After a few breaths, they all came to life again. Qiu Ping covered his head, it was really starting to look more and more like an online game.
The black light rushed forward and fell into the Zen courtyard in an instant.
The light converged and turned into a giant god with a height of several feet and dark skin. Six arms stretched out from his back, holding a ferocious skull and leg bones in his hands, which looked ferocious and evil.
However, he looked like he hadn't eaten for a long time. His dry skin clung to his torso, and even the bones in his body were clearly visible.
But despite this, the domineering aura exuding from his body also surprised everyone.
Qiu Ping couldn't estimate how powerful this fierce god was, but he had a hunch that if the opponent wanted to kill him, he probably wouldn't need a second move.
Fortunately, he would not die under the dark sun, otherwise he would have run away long ago.
If Qiu Ping was shocked, then the monks in the monastery were frightened.
As soon as the fierce god landed on the ground, he opened his mouth and sucked in. The monks around him, regardless of their level of cultivation, felt that the blood in their bodies was draining rapidly. The faces of the few monks with the weakest strength instantly turned gray, and their bodies looked severely depleted.
Including the bearded monk, their bodies were shaking for a while. Under the pressure of the opponent's momentum, their blood was forcibly robbed, and they didn't even have the chance to fight back.
Qiu Ping secretly shrank his head. The strength of this fierce god was at least at the level of a fifth-grade god. There was probably no one in the entire Changning County who could be his opponent.
Well, maybe Judge Choi can.
Little Loach had seen Cui Pan kill the incarnation of Yan Jun before. The first assistant officer of the county government had very special strength. He was obviously only from the seventh rank, but his strength was frighteningly high.
Just when the monks were defeated, a mummy that had been enshrined in Luohan Temple was suddenly covered with a layer of golden light, and then it slowly stood up.
It was the image of an old monk with half-bald hair, deep eyes and a high nose.
Perhaps because it had been dried for too long, his body was extremely shriveled, with only a thin layer of skin covering the bones, and he looked somewhat similar to the fierce god.
The old monk holds a bowl in one hand and a staff in the other.
As the golden light flows, it is dazzling and dazzling. Although the appearance is terrifying, it makes people feel convinced at first sight.
Qiu Ping had seen this old monk, whose name seemed to be Wuze Arhat.
When the three-headed snake was running a pyramid scheme in the county, the old monk's incarnation came out to protect him, but later fled in despair under He Bo's intimidation.
This time the temple suffered a big disaster and he was forced to come out again.
And compared to last time, the momentum he showed this time was stronger and his strength was more terrifying.
It seems that he is really going to fight for his life.
As soon as Wuze Arhat appeared, he raised the Zen staff in his hand and smashed it at the fierce god.
These fierce gods have invaded the temple, and the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the Paradise cannot ignore them, otherwise most of their faith in the human world will be cut off.
Moreover, it will be more than a hundred times more difficult to spread it in the future. Your temple has been taken over by evil spirits. Why should we believe that your Dharma is boundless?
Wu Zeluohan and the fierce god fought together. According to the original strength, the fierce god was slightly taller than Wuze Luohan, but after all, he had been imprisoned in the netherworld for hundreds of years, and his strength had declined greatly.
Although Wu Zeluohan only appeared in a "flesh Buddha" who was aware of himself, he was fighting at home, and for a while he was evenly matched with this fierce god.
But the buildings in the Luohan Temple suffered disaster.
With the strength of the two of them, it was impossible to hold back during a fight. Amid the roars, large swathes of glorious buildings turned into ruins in an instant.
Qiu Ping was sitting on the top of the cloud, still thinking about waiting until both of them were injured before going up to take advantage. Suddenly, a strange crab king next to him opened his mouth and spat out a water column, which fell on the fighting Wuze Arhat and Fierce God. On the body.
Although it didn't have any effect, I have to say that this person is really brave.
Just when Qiu Ping was sighing, the surroundings once again shone with magical light, and dozens of chaotic magical powers, such as water columns, water arrows, or curses, all fell towards the two people in the battle.
Not long after, more and more gods joined the spell-casting team, and the intensive bombardment of spells targeted no matter who they saw.
Anyway, in the eyes of these gods, these two groups of people are not good things.
It turns out it can still be like this!
This kind of behavior of forming a group to defeat the BOSS is indeed self-taught in any world!
Sorry, sorry, I had a headache yesterday and was so sleepy that I didn’t get up until early this morning to finish typing.
(End of chapter)
