Jiayou's Fun

Large thick clouds formed a thick cloud platform, surging forward with a majestic force field.

On the cloud platform is a large floating temple, with dozens of palaces and pavilions in front and behind, towering one after another. The bricks, tiles, beams and pillars all emit a dense brilliance. The entire floating temple is a Buddhist treasure with amazing defensive capabilities.

Above the main temple, two Bodhisattvas from Daning Temple are not wearing monk robes. They wear their cassocks at an angle, exposing most of their chests and exposing their knotted muscles. They are like two small mountains, sitting cross-legged on one red and one bronze lotus platform. , each with dozens of disciples of the 20th level or above of the True Immortal standing behind them.

Inside and outside the temple, hundreds of Taoist monks who are above the sixth level of the True Immortal Realm, and hundreds of Taoist monks who are above the first level of the True Immortal Realm, are doing their jobs and stationed in various halls.

Thick rays of Buddha's light poured out from these Taoist monks in the true fairyland. Through the blessing of the temple's formation, they turned into a three-story high light banner, suspended above the temple. On the edge of the light banner, wisps of auspicious light rolled back like a pearl and kept falling. Bits and pieces of halo fell on the cloud platform, like a copper bell striking, making a loud thunderous sound.

There are also 100,000 monk soldiers, all of them are Tao soldiers released from the Vajra Sumeru Mountain. They are all at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm.

These monk soldiers are each one or three feet tall, and their bodies are as if they are made of brass. They are tall and burly, with fleshy faces... They are not wearing monk robes, but are wearing a full set of heavy armor, holding a water-like horse-killing knife, and they are menacing. They formed a formation on the cloud platform.

Such fierce monks, do you dare to say that they are monks?

In the Demon Suppressing City, both Taoists and Buddhas grinned and looked sideways.

There is a saying that Liangyi Heaven is indeed the upper realm, and it can be said that true immortals walk all over the earth.

But compared with the huge population base of Liang Yitian, the proportion of true immortals is really not high. Someone like Lu Qian, who was stationed in Zhenmo Ridge to 'serve', brought with him a hundred thousand monk soldiers, including hundreds of true immortals and a hundred thousand heavenly beings. This is definitely the most elite configuration!

In the Demon Suppressing City ahead, many well-informed Taoist and Buddhist disciples could not help but marvel in unison.

Is this the latest true biography of the Buddhist lineage of the Zhenyu lineage? This thief is bald, he has not been able to ascend for more than a month, but he actually has a hundred thousand heavenly beings under his command? Hiss... these thieves and monks are probably not the troops funded by his masters behind him. stop?

It's such a big pomp, but he's just going to guard the ninth town of Zhen Zi. Looking at his posture, I thought he was here to guard the city of Demon Suppression!

My Buddha is merciful. The subordinates of Junior Brother Fahai are so elite. It is truly amazing and inexplicable!

In the northeast corner of the Demon City, among the ruins of a house that was burned to ashes, a clear light rose into the sky. A tall, long-bearded Taoist wearing a purple flame robe, holding a fire feather fan, and clear light flowing around his body stepped on the cloud light. , heading straight to the northwest corner of Demon Town.

The good thief is bald...

A golden Buddha light rose into the sky, and a middle-aged skinny monk with a playful smile, a short stature, an extremely huge head, and a cassock inlaid with gold and jade, which was extremely gorgeous and looked extremely vulgar, turned into golden light and soared into the sky, easily avoiding the tight spot. Sanyang Taoist was forced to come.

Fellow Taoist Sanyang, you have been getting more and more angry recently, and you have obviously gone astray... If you don't hurry up and practice quietly in seclusion to stabilize your state of mind, I'm afraid you will go crazy and your millions of years of practice will be wasted.

Hey, don't fight, don't fight... I'm busy with official duties. How dare you break the rules of Demon Suppression Ridge and interfere with official duties?

Monk Dingshan smiled playfully and waved his hands. Pieces of thin Buddha light mixed with the fragrance of sandalwood and wine continued to surge, like city walls pushing forward, forcing the Sanyang Taoist to retreat continuously.

While the monks were tearing each other apart, the two of them had already arrived in front of the heavy cloud platform.

A burst of Buddhist trumpets sounded, and Monk Dingshan flew out from the northwest corner of the Demon City. Large auspicious clouds rose into the sky. Three thousand monks and soldiers, wearing cassocks and holding Zen staffs, lined up neatly and followed Monk Dingshan to greet them.

Behind the three thousand monk soldiers were a pair of novice monks holding various musical instruments.

These young novice monks played musical instruments, beat gongs and drums, and put on an extremely solemn welcome ceremony.

However, the originally well-organized honor guard suddenly turned into a funny one due to the chaos caused by Monk Dingshan and Taoist Sanyang.

A low shout came from the Yuntai Temple, and a dark golden Buddha light poured out from the main entrance of the temple. Outside the temple, a hundred thousand monks and soldiers shouted in unison, shouting the title of Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, and that surging light In the dark golden Buddha light, a three-foot-long, eight-inch-wide Buddha tapestry made of neither gold nor jade and wrapped in a layer of auspicious energy quietly flashed.

The noisy monk Dingshan and Taoist Sanyang stopped at the same time.

Taoist Sanyang glared at Monk Dingshan fiercely and bowed deeply to the Buddha.

Monk Dingshan clasped his hands together, bowed to the Buddha, and then smiled at the two Bodhisattvas and said, The two brothers have come a long way to work hard. I dare to ask, but is Brother Fahai here?

The sound of low footsteps came.

He is two feet tall and has a dark golden complexion. His skin is slightly transparent, and there are countless complicated Buddha patterns faintly shining inside. His body is shrouded in a strong prison-suppressing power. His body is as heavy as a mountain. He is carrying a three-foot-long large Zen staff. , walked out with rumble steps.

Behind Lu Qian, the burly A Hu, Yu Dian Hu and other tiger masters from hundreds of years dressed up as monks, holding various Buddhist weapons, lined up in a neat line, followed Lu Qian out with blowing noses and staring eyes.

The Zen staff in his hand hit the cloud platform heavily, and countless electric lights flashed suddenly in the cloud platform. There was a loud click, thunder and lightning, and the void shook several times.

With a flick of Lu Qian's finger, the Buddhist sticker suddenly emitted a dazzling light. He said in a deep voice: Disciple Fahai, following the decree of the Xuanguang Buddha who suppressed the prison, led one hundred thousand monks and stationed in the ninth town of Zhenzi to guard it for a hundred years. Thank you for your hard work and kindness. City Lord, please handle all the necessary matters for this disciple. Disciple Fa Hai is in urgent need of something. He hopes to leave immediately and has no time to stay!

Monk Dingshan took a deep look at Lu Qian and laughed loudly: Okay, okay, okay, very good. Junior Brother Fahai, from now on, let's move around more.

Taking out a seal the size of a fist, Monk Dingshan lightly printed it on the Buddha's calligraphy. The Buddha's calligraphy made a clanging sound, and with a swish sound, it flew to the front of Taoist Sanyang like a living creature with intelligence. .

Taoist Sanyang narrowed his eyes, took a deep look at Lu Qian, and nodded slowly: Dingshan Thief Tu is right, if Taoist friend Fa Hai can get out, hey!

He also took out a seal and lightly stamped it on the Buddhist sticker.

The two seals shone at the same time, and the Buddha's seal melted like a piece of iron burned at high temperature, turning into dark golden juice. After a while of squirming and transformation, it turned into a fist-sized seal and gently fell into Lu Qian's hand.

On this seal, the words 'Zhen Zi Ninth (Deputy) Fahai' are engraved neatly, and there are also traces of strange fluctuations, which are vaguely and subtly connected to a large formation in the south.

After using the seal, Taoist Sanyang suddenly opened his mouth, and with a 'wow' sound, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

This mouthful of blood was as thick as lava, purple in color, wrapped in a large ball of divine flames, and fell to the ground with a crash.

As soon as Monk Dingshan said a curse word, he saw that the defensive array in the large courtyard below was completely burned. Countless monks fled in panic, and a large house with an area of ​​10,000 acres was burned to ashes in an instant.

Taoist Sanyang became dying and looked bleak. He hissed: Monk Dingshan, you have made me angry again and again and ruined my Taoist heart... Today, the old Taoist was seriously injured... Within three years, if you have anything to do, don't look for me!

With a flick of his sleeve, Taoist Sanyang turned into a large flame and ran away without a trace.

Monk Dingshan widened his eyes, looked at the direction in which Sanyang Taoist disappeared, and then looked at Lu Qian holding the seal, and suddenly smiled: Hey, this old Niubi is... the best at seeking good luck and avoiding disaster... vomited Just two mouthfuls of blood to avoid a big mess... Uh, monk, I...

With a flick of his head, Monk Dingshan also spurted out a mouthful of old blood in front of everyone.

Taoist Sanyang spurted blood twice, and the blood spurted out could fill a bowl. Monk Dingshan's mouthful of old blood was enough to spurt out a jar of wine.

The pale-faced monk Dingshan staggered back a few steps. A great monk hurriedly supported him and exclaimed in a hoarse voice: Master, master, is it the old thief Sanyang who plotted something secretly? You old man? Master, Master, hold on, hold on... I will take you to find a famous doctor...

Three thousand great monks and a group of novice novices didn't even say hello, they just whistled and fled towards the southwest.

In an instant, the front of the cloud platform became clean, and not a single ghost was left.

Lu Qian's eyes widened and his heart suddenly sank.

Anyone with a brain can see that Taoist Sanyang and Monk Dingshan cooperated with each other to perform an extremely clumsy drama, and they forced themselves out of a certain trouble in the future in an extremely embarrassing manner!

In the future, no matter what happens in Demon Suppression City, Taoist Sanyang is recuperating in seclusion, and Monk Dingshan is seeking medical advice... Well, you can't hit them with a stick!

However, as the commanders of the Taoist court and the Buddhist sect stationed in the Demon City, responsible for the 108 cities in the south, these two are one with the peak cultivation level of the True Monarch, and the other is the ultimate Taoist practice of the Great Bodhisattva... can let these two The two of them made such a clumsy, crude and unsightly scene...

How deep is the water behind this?

Haha, haha! Lu Qian suddenly laughed: Hey, keep going south. These two Taoist friends are also interesting people. It is human duty to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and not to be involved in cause and effect.

Yuntai did not stop at all, and passed right above the main city of Demon Suppression City in an extremely arrogant manner, heading south majestically.

The thick cloud platform traveled south rapidly.

Beyond the Howling Ridge.

Across the bloodthirsty pine forest.

The cloud platform suddenly stopped. Lu Qian, who was standing on the edge of the cloud platform, clenched his fists suddenly - just in front of him, above the north gate of the ninth city of Zhenzi, a long flagpole was raised high. A very thin rope was tied to the top of the flagpole, and Yin Yuan, who had no limbs, was hanging on it and swaying in the wind like a dead fish.

The thin rope was formed into a loop and was clasping Yinyuan's neck.

Yinyuan tilted his head, eyes wide and dull, and happened to see Lu Qian standing by the cloud platform.

There was blood foam flowing out of his mouth, and with great difficulty, he grinned at Lu Qian: This bitch, you are so embarrassed.