The "Demon-Conquering Pestle" fell with thunderous force. In an instant, there was a huge wind and thunder. Fa Xian showed his skill and timing. If it was just a moment later, Shen Yuanqiong could break through the sea of consciousness and cut Fa Hai into a useless person. Without looking back, he swung his sword with his backhand to meet the attack. A sword roar pierced the clouds and cracked the silk, suppressing the sound of wind and thunder, and the "Demon-Conquering Pestle" flew back upside down. Faxian caught it with his hand, groaned, his face turned red, and the next moment it turned livid, his fingers were torn open, exposing the bones, and he stepped back step by step, vomiting blood, staining his chest red, but he died. He also refused to let go.
Fa Neng muttered the word "Om" in a low voice, and the next moment he ducked behind Fa Xian, gently supported his back, and with the combined strength of the two of them, they firmly caught the "Demon-Conquering Pestle". Fa Hai luckily escaped, and his consciousness fell into a trance. He bit the tip of his tongue hard and swallowed a mouthful of salty blood. He slowly got up. Although he looked embarrassed, he did not lose his position. He held the "Purple Gold Bowl" in his left hand. Holding the "Qinglong Zen Staff" in his right hand and wearing the "Brocade Kasaya", he stands guarding the entrance to the mountains.
Buddhism has no shortage of ways to focus the mind and focus. The sword can break through the sea of knowledge once and for all. Now that the opponent is on guard, it cannot be captured in a hurry. Shen Yuanqiong frowned. As expected, Longxiang Temple has a profound foundation. The monks of the "Fa" generation each have magical powers. Although they are defeated, if they are forced to join forces in a melee, it will inevitably affect Qifanguan and hinder the next plan. . Thinking of this, he felt a little unmotivated, lowered his "Yang Shen Sword" and said, "What? Do you really want to entrust your life to this?"
After walking through the gate of hell, Fa Hai was sweating on his back and feeling uneasy. He had to lower his head under the eaves. He smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "The master of the temple has great supernatural powers. I am willing to bow down. In the future, I should offer my thanks and apologize to the master." Haihan one or two. Masters and disciples Hongzhi and Puhui came from afar to hang tins at Longxiang Temple. We will collect the corpses and send them back to Fuhu Temple at the right time. If the temple owner has nothing else to do, we will say goodbye... "
Shen Yuanqiong nodded, not doing anything wrong, and raised his palms as a "seeing off guests" gesture. Tan Yuzi flashed out from behind him and led the eminent monks away, feeling filled with emotion in his heart. The Supervisor of Longxiang Temple came to take advantage of the excitement but returned in defeat. Fadu, Fahai and Faxian were not enemies of the temple master. Qifan Temple became famous and would surely thrive in the future. However, she always had a feeling in her heart. Somewhat sober, misfortunes lie on blessings, blessings lie on misfortunes. What will happen in the future is really difficult to predict.
There is no need to deliberately exaggerate, the news of Longxiang Temple's failure soon spread throughout the Taoist sects. Just as Tan Yuzi had foreseen, people seeking Taoism traveled thousands of miles to come to be their disciples. Even if they were rejected, they still did not give up and settled in cottages in the mountains and forests. Begging for a chance. Tan Yuzi worked hard and was busy without touching the ground. He made thousands of choices and only accepted a few outer disciples, but there were no talented and beautiful people to catch his eye. There were still only Luo Yun, Yang Lan, and Li Qixian in the temple. The three of them got the true biography of the Guanzhu.
The situation quickly changed. After the Sansheng Sect confirmed that Longxiang Temple had finally settled down and swallowed its dumb loss, it agreed to Shen Yuanqiong's request and established Qifan Temple as a "side sect", with the temple leader as the elder of the sect. Many colleagues were invited to Huanhu Mountain to attend the grand event. Even Longxiang Temple, Jiedi Temple, Lingtai Temple, and Grotto Temple received invitations, asking the abbot and abbot to attend the ceremony.
It was a grand occasion that the Taoist sect had not seen in thousands of years. The momentum was as great as the Golden Immortal flying up to heaven. The Taoist sect had been suppressed by Buddhism for so many years and was finally able to feel proud. The Sansheng Sect took this opportunity to suppress the internal and external noises and knock on the mountain to shake the tiger. It's inevitable. Shen Yuanqiong knew Teng Shangyun's plan and did not feel dissatisfied. He ordered Tan Yuzi to stay and preside over Qifan Temple, and took Li Qixian to Huanhu Mountain to receive the ceremony.
Teng Shangyun led the elders to greet him in person, and the disciples who followed were able to see his true appearance. Just as they expected, the statue of the master of Shen Temple in Qifan Temple had an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge clearly visible, which made people feel moved. Zhilin, unlike what they expected, was calm and upright in his conversation, without any hint of unruliness, and he was very happy to meet the acting head. The elders had a good first impression of Shen Yuanqiong. If such a killing sword could be held in the hands of the Three Saints Sect, it would be completely worth it even if it cost more. As for masters and disciples Hu Weiyong and Ji Danqing, No one in the sect mentioned it anymore, just pretending that these two people had never existed.
Li Qixian is still young and follows the viewer like a shadow, step by step and silent. Xiao Yazhi looks at it and is a little curious in her heart. She wonders why Shen Yuanqiong brought such a small burden to receive the gift. Is it possible? ...Is he good at this? The strange thought passed away in a flash, and she forbade herself to think about it any more.
The guest of honor sat down to chat for a while. Shen Yuanqiong was very polite and gave Teng Shangyun enough face.
Teng Shangyun also understood that Guanzhu Shen had come a long way and was covered in dust, so he ordered Xiao Yazhi to lead him to rest first. It wasn't until his figure disappeared outside the hall that all the elders breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the evil star who killed Hu Weiyong, they were somewhat afraid of offending him with a careless word and laying the foundation for disaster. Teng Shangyun's heart is like a mirror, one is happy and the other is worried. What he is happy about is that he took the lead in this matter, forged a good relationship, and temporarily got a strong support. What he is worried about is whether he can win over Shen Yuanqiong for a long time, so that he will not fall into trouble. If you seek skin from a tiger, your tail will not fall off.
But these are things for the future. What we need to consider now is how to take advantage of the situation, take the first half step, remove the word "Dai" from the acting head, and revive the prestige of the Three Saints Sect. Judging from the news coming back from all directions, everything went smoothly. Buddhism also changed its past arrogance. The four temples of Longxiang, Jiedi, Lingtai and Grottoes agreed to come to watch the ceremony. Although the abbot would not come in person, at least the leader was the abbot. Or the prison, it can’t be said that they don’t take it seriously. Teng Shangyun is full of ambitions. With his hands, the Three Saints Sect will reach unprecedented heights. Even if it cannot completely overwhelm Buddhism, it will still keep pace with Longxiang Temple. This is not an unattainable dream.
The ceremony was complicated and involved a lot, but Shen Yuanqiong could just be a hands-off shopkeeper and just come forward to accept the ceremony. As the direct disciple of the acting head, Xiao Yazhi had unshirkable responsibilities and had a lot of chores on hand. It was related to the face of the Sansheng Sect and there could be no mistakes. She led Shen Yuanqiong and Li Qixian to the Moon Lake. He rested in the cave, ordered the maid to serve carefully, and hurriedly said goodbye. Shen Yuanqiong did not leave her alone and sat for a while. Suddenly, on a whim, he stepped out of the cave alone and patrolled back and forth by the Moon Lake.
Moon Lake is the place where the Golden Immortal of the Three Saints Sect ascended. Everything is quiet everywhere, and there are no other people around. The bright moon is in the sky, and its shadow falls on the lake water, sparkling and ever-changing. Shen Yuanqiong stood on his heels and looked at it quietly for a moment. He stretched out his hand and saw that the lake was surging like a tide, spreading silently on both sides. The moonlight fell on the bottom of the lake, revealing an upright copper palace, no more than a few feet high. Ambilight, every detail is revealed.
Shen Yuanqiong's eyes narrowed, and the word "Linhu" was engraved on the plaque of the bronze palace, which faintly revealed the aura of the Golden Immortal. If nothing unexpected happened, this palace should be the place where the Three Saint Sect ascended to the Golden Immortal Linhu and attained enlightenment. land.
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