"Is it possible..."

Something inexplicably came to mind, and Yang Yunfan couldn't help but turn around and glance at the endless abyss behind him.

The black air was billowing there, but it was relatively stable, and no big demons came out.

Seeing this, he looked weird for a while and couldn't help but murmured: "This magic sealing formation has obviously not been broken through yet. Is Shenshan Temple in danger of destroying the temple?"

After pondering for a moment, he felt that Shenshan Temple would not be so vulnerable. Yang Yunfan couldn't help but think of something: "Is it possible that there is a demon who escaped from another ban?"

Shenshan Temple is the first ancient temple in Jiangzhou.

In addition to the red-robed Master and Master Jingguang, there are also many Bodhisattvas of the Jingzi generation in the temple, all of whom are masters of the divine realm.

"If that's the case..."

Yang Yunfan's expression suddenly changed, showing a hint of excitement: "Will the Immovable Buddha appear?"

Ever since he obtained the [Fulong Baoxiang Diagram] and cultivated the Chaos Hegemon Body, Yang Yunfan no longer had any expectations for this secret realm of ancient Buddhism.

Now, the only thing he can't figure out is what kind of strength the Buddha in this world has, and what is the difference between him and the powerful God Lord?

"Okay, let's go and see the excitement!"

At the thought of this, Yang Yunfan turned around suddenly.

In the core of his soul, the earth godhead circulated slightly.

Soon, a burst of brown aura emerged from his body, transformed into countless earth elements, gradually integrated into the mountain wall, and headed towards the Shenshan Temple on the top of the mountain.

…

Kailash Temple.

On the huge square, with a bang, a golden lotus platform fell from the sky.

In the center of the lotus platform, there sat a middle-aged monk wearing dark black cassocks. The monk was fair and handsome, holding flowers and smiling, and there were circles of colorful brilliance shining out from behind his head.

This is the Buddha's light shining everywhere.

It can be seen that the opponent's strength has already reached the Bodhisattva state.

In front of the middle-aged monk, stood a pair of pink and jade-carved boys and girls, holding wish-fulfilling and precious talismans for him.

The boy and girl were young, about seven or eight years old, but the golden light coming from their skin clearly told others that they were already masters who had practiced the indestructible power of Vajra to the level of [Arhat].

And beside the monk, under the golden lotus platform, where the light had not illuminated, there were vaguely standing many beings covered in black energy, either demons or great demons!

"Who is this?"

"The visitor is evil!"

Because this monk fell from the sky. When he landed, a group of monks from Shenshan Temple were having a sutra banquet in the square and debating the meaning of sutras with each other. At this time, all the monks from Shenshan Temple were as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

He looked at the other person intently and breathlessly.

"Senior Brother Jingguang, you and I haven't seen each other for a hundred years, right?"

After glancing slightly at the monks, the middle-aged monk on the golden lotus platform smiled.

He didn't have any murderous intent on his body. When he looked at the front, the tall and sturdy Jingguang Fa in red robe, his eyes showed a hint of kindness.

"snort!"

Monk Jingguang just snorted coldly but did not answer.

The black-robed monk smiled to himself, looked at the familiar cornices and corners around him, held up flowers and said with a smile: "Kenshan Temple is almost exactly the same as when I left a hundred years ago. Just like your cultivation, senior brother.

, there has been no progress in a hundred years.”

"Shut up!"

Monk Jingguang did not answer, but another eminent monk in white robes beside him endured it and stepped forward.

In an instant, the white beard under his chin flew wildly.

He looked at the black-robed monk with a cold expression and shouted angrily: "Jingnan, you are such an evildoer who forgets your ancestors, how can you still have the nerve to mention things that happened a hundred years ago?"

"What happened a hundred years ago?"

The black-robed monk frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about what happened a hundred years ago.

"Oh, I thought of it, haha..."

After a long time, he slowly recalled something, looked at the white-bearded old monk, and laughed.

His laughter was full of sarcasm, and he said: "If it hadn't been for Senior Brother Jingkong's reminder, Junior Brother would have almost forgotten. Back then, the first person in the Discipline Hall was you, Senior Brother Jingkong."

The black-robed monk still had a faint smile on his face.

However, his hands slowly untied his wide black cassock, revealing his extremely white chest under the cassock.

However, on that extremely white chest, there is an extremely dark palm print.

"Senior Brother Jingkong, I will bear in mind the kindness I received from you a hundred years ago."

He gently touched the scars on his chest, which were like palm prints left after being burned, and his thoughts seemed to fly back a hundred years ago.

The great pain he suffered that night was something he would never forget.

However, this sad look only flashed in his eyes.

Soon, he smiled again and said: "This palm shattered my golden body, which I have practiced for hundreds of years, and also destroyed my Vajra Indestructible Magic. After this palm, I and Shenshan Temple

, then the kindness and righteousness were cut off."

The white-robed old monk snorted and shouted angrily: "Now that we have severed all ties, why are you coming back? Jingnan, do you still want to taste the poor monk's [Fire Bodhi Palm]?"

A hundred years ago, it was this old monk in white robes who finally took action, captured Jingnan, and shattered his magical power of indestructibility.

The biggest drawback of this magical power is that it cannot be broken.

Once the magical power is broken, at least the cultivation level will fall, and at worst, the cultivation level will be completely destroyed, and one's life will be in danger.

With one palm of his hand, he not only destroyed Jing Nan's hundreds of years of cultivation, but also beat him until all his bones were broken, leaving him with only one life.

I thought that after Monk Jingnan became a useless person, it would not be long before he would die in the wilderness due to his loss of cultivation and the lack of magical power to protect his body.

Who would have thought that a hundred years later, the net disaster would come back again.

"Fire Bodhi Divine Palm?"

The black-robed monk heard this familiar palm technique. It was this palm technique that destroyed his Vajra Indestructible Magic. It almost cost him his life.

But at this time, there was no trace of hatred on his face, instead there was a hint of expectant smile, and he nodded slightly and said: "A hundred years ago, Senior Brother Jingkong, you were the number one master among the six leaders of Shenshan Temple.

The fire bodhi palm in one hand, combined with the indestructible power of vajra, is famous all over the world."

"It's a pity that a hundred years have passed. In Shenshan Temple, there are still only six of you with the strength of the Bodhisattva realm. You have not cultivated a single disciple of the next generation. It can be seen that your methods have long been outdated..."

As he said that, the black-robed monk looked at the curious young monks around him, and said: "Senior Brother Jingkong, open your eyes and take a look. What outstanding talents these disciples have. Each of them is talented."

You are like a dragon or a phoenix among men...and you, occupying the best sacred mountain in Jiangzhou, can't cultivate a single talent!"

"It's simply pathetic..."

He clasped his hands together and sighed slightly, his face full of compassion.

Then, he showed a crazy smile and said: "Fortunately, I'm back. Senior brother, your palm almost killed me back then, but it also made me understand the true meaning of the [Inanimate Maitreya Seal]."

The words just fell.

boom!

The black-robed monk suddenly flew up, his body blooming like a lotus, silently, as if disappearing into the air.

"Rebirth in the ultimate bliss, no rebirth, no form...infinite light, immeasurable Buddha..."

The next moment, the figure of the black-robed monk suddenly appeared in front of the Jingkong monk.

Three strange haloes of light appeared above his head. In the halo, a big-bellied Buddha with a compassionate face appeared, making people feel like a spring breeze, without any will to fight.

"Senior brother, don't blame me...just blame yourself for being the first one to jump out."

"I kill chickens to scare monkeys to establish my authority. If I don't kill you, how can I establish my authority? If I don't establish my authority, how can I regain this sacred mountain temple?"

"Before Master passed away, he clearly wanted to pass the position of host to me. It was the six of you who conspired to tempt me to practice the [Inanimate Maitreya Seal] and let Master find out. Otherwise, why would Master be so disappointed in me and pass the position of host to me?

Senior Brother Jingguang, do you still want to destroy my martial arts?"

Thinking of his master's disappointed look, Monk Jingnan became furious and shouted: "Jingkong, you owe me this! Die!"

The palm print of nothingness was like a spring breeze, gently blowing across the square at first. However, at the end, when it was about to fall on Monk Jingkong, the palm print suddenly became cold and indestructible!

At this moment, Monk Jingkong was completely unaware.

He stared blankly at the top of his head, as if he saw the most wonderful thing in the world. His pupils slowly expanded, and his eyes showed supreme joy. There was no fear of death, but only the joy of bliss after death.

"If there is no way to go, use your fist to open it!"

But at this moment, a huge, irresistible force suddenly erupted in the square from a distance between Monk Jingkong and the black-robed Monk Jingnan.

Along with it, countless stone slabs flew out with a crash... With a bang, a black fist made a sound like the roar of a giant dragon, broke through the sky, and stirred the entire [Inanimate Maitreya Seal] to pieces.

"This is……"

The black-robed monk suddenly encountered a powerful enemy. He couldn't help but change his expression, and quickly retreated back to the golden lotus platform!

His eyes were fixed on the center of the dusty square, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

Among the dust and stone debris in the sky, a handsome young man wearing a white robe slowly revealed his tall and straight body.

He clapped his hands and dusted off the remaining dust on his clothes. Then, he turned around and faced Master Jingkong and others, clasping his hands together slightly.
Chapter completed!