Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Ninth Forced to Do This

Hua Wudao didn't quite understand, and cupped his hands, "Why does Tianxuan Temple have the confidence to challenge Motian Pavilion?"

Ming Shi Yin Dao

"Probably the more ignorant the more ignorant!"

Tianxuan Temple is no better than Dakong Temple.

Especially in recent decades, Tianxuan Temple has almost never produced a Buddhist master, a master of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm, very few, and the younger generation is not accepted. It is not the same as Dakong Temple.

As one of the four major Buddhist temples, Tianxuan Temple is long gone.

It even gradually became an affiliated temple of Dakong Temple.

so……

Ming Shiyin also didn't know where the Tianxuan Temple came from?

Can only say, ignorance, ignorance!

"Master, the disciple is willing to go to Tianxuan Temple with the third senior brother and kill all the bald donkeys. Let them know that Motian Pavilion is not easy to mess with!" Ming Shiyin said angrily.

Hua Wudao "..."

Duanmusheng also waved the overlord spear and said, "The eighth junior brother is acting under orders and represents the Motian Pavilion. Now that something has happened to him, as a senior brother, how can I stand by and watch. The master is willing to turn the bald donkeys to ashes with the fourth junior brother. !"

Hua Wudao "..."

Zhaoyue bowed slightly, "Zhaoyue knows that she is wrong, and is willing to take the blame and make merit, fight with the two brothers, and definitely kill the Tianxuan Temple to relieve the hatred in Master's heart!"

Hua Wudao "..."

Xiao Yuan'er was playing with her hair and looked at a loss.

I don't know how Lu Zhou was feeling at this time, Hua Wudao was quite confused anyway.

It was only today that he felt that Motian Pavilion had the appearance of a devil.

... Although Hua Wudao has no righteousness in his heart, he is not a murderer either. Is it too violent to kill the whole family at every turn like this?

Hua Wudao set his eyes on Lu Zhou.

Lu Zhou was also a little speechless. During this period of time, his own subtle influence also affected his apprentices, but in a hurry, it was still in line with Ji Tiandao's old way.

but……

If Tianxuan Temple is really like this, then it is not wrong at all.

"Tianxuan Temple and Dakong Temple belong to the same lineage. Dakong Temple has been in retreat for many years, and it is said that it has already broken through... If they are in harmony, I am afraid that you will never return." Lu Zhou said.

Ming Shiyin and Duanmusheng looked at each other.

"Master, how can my disciples be greedy for life and fear of death?"

"Disciple agrees!"

"Disciple agrees!"

Duanmusheng and Zhaoyue followed suit.

Lu Zhou Fushu nodded and said, "Since that's the case... I'll take a trip to Tianxuan Temple as a teacher."

"Master, are you going too?"

Ming Shi was startled, and hurriedly flattered, "If there's a master out there, what a bastard and a bald donkey, slap them all to death!"

If the old man is not here, if you don't take good pictures, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future!

Lu Zhou glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

He noticed the quest interface of the system and triggered the quest to obtain the Black Mulian, rewarding 1500 merit points.

If you can successfully get the Black Mulian, the Seven Stars of the Dharma Body will be transformed into the soul, and you will be at your fingertips.

In just a few months, from the beginning of Tai Chi to the transformation of Qixing's soul, even Ji Tiandao might not be able to achieve this speed.

so……

Black Mulian Luzhou is determined to win.

Early the next morning.

Motian Pavilion Chuanyun Fei Nian is ready.

Ming Shiyin, Duanmusheng, Zhaoyue, and Xiaoyuaner greeted Master on the left and right.

"Elder Hua, he is old and has inconvenient legs and feet, so he can stay in Motian Pavilion for a good rest." Lu Zhou instructed Hao Hua Wudao, and turned around to fly.

Hua Wudao's old face was stunned, feeling that something was wrong.

I am indeed old, but Pavilion Master, you seem to be older...

"Waiting for the good news of the pavilion master." Hua Wudao handed over.

Ming Shiyin poked Duanmusheng and said, "Third Senior Brother... Do you know that there are many benefits to being at the helm?"

"Um?"

"Steering at the helm can improve the coordination of vitality. When driving a flying chariot, the speed and bumps are all controlled by the helmsman, and the toughness can be tempered after a long time; in addition, the position of the helm is excellent, and the vision is the best. "Ming Shiyin said.

"Is it so good?"

"Of course... I dare to deceive the third senior brother, why is the senior brother so strong, ten years of rudder, not white palm." Ming Shiyin said.

"It seems to make sense."

Duanmusheng nodded, patted Ming Shiyin's shoulder, and said earnestly and sincerely, "Junior brother, your cultivation base is weak, so I will leave such a good thing to you."

Mingshi because of "???"

Shoot yourself in the foot, that's about it.

In addition to the four apprentices, more than a dozen female cultivators got on the flying carriage together.

After half an hour.

The flying chariot came to the southwest of Jingzhou in Dayan with the speed of a meteor.

Mingshi has no bumps along the way because of his subtle control.

"Master, we have reached Qingyuan Mountain. Tianxuan Temple is on the top of the mountain."

"Slow down."

"De Ling..." He tilted his head and glanced at everyone, "Third Senior Brother, Little Junior Sister, how am I at the helm?"

Kind of ostentatious.

Xiao Yuan'er stretched out her thumb and said, "Fourth Senior Brother is at the helm, it's amazing!"

"Junior Brother's comprehension is amazing. He has only been at the helm twice, and he is so secure." Duanmusheng praised.

Lu Zhou Fushu glanced at Ming Shiyin and said, "Since this is the case, from now on, you will be at the helm..."

Mingshi because of "???"

at the same time.

Qingyuan Mountain, Tianxuan Temple, Shanmen Hall.

"Master! The flying chariot of Motian Pavilion is really here!"

One stone creates a thousand waves!

Wearing a cassock and holding a staff, the abbot of Tianxuan Temple put down the rosary in his hand, stopped chanting scriptures, and said, "Notify all the disciples to welcome the distinguished guests."

"Yes."

Not long after, the mountain bell rang.

Shake the entire Qingyuan Mountain!

Bang!

Bang!

One after another, all the disciples of Tianxuan Temple were called together.

Outside the Mahavira Hall, the disciples of Tianxuan Temple gathered quickly.

Some came with long sticks, while others came empty-handed.

Uniformly dressed in monk robes.

Only a few monks in cassocks came slowly.

The disciples all raised their heads and looked up in amazement at the flying chariots slowly coming from the sky.

Tianxuan Temple, never had such a thing.

At this time, Master Xu Jing, the presiding abbot, appeared on the steps of the Mahavira Hall.

"Master!"

"Abbot!"

"Senior Brother Abbot!"

The monks have different identities and different names, but they are neat.

Xu Jing raised her head and glanced at it, and said, "As expected, the old man didn't expect it."

"Master, the Devil's Pavilion is coming... What should we do next?"

Xu Jing's eyes swept over the four people in front of him and said, "The comer is the number one devil in the world. Except for Xusheng, Xufan, and Xuhai, the others must not talk nonsense."

The disciples nodded.

Chuanyunfeichu slowly lowered its height.

The majestic and steady stream of qi around the flying chariot is even more amazing.

Before waiting for the flying chariot to stop, the abbot Xu Jing stood in front of him with one hand, and said with vitality agitating the sound waves.

"Tianxuan Temple presides over the abbot Xu Jing, and welcomes all benefactors."

The sound is extremely thick and penetrating.

It was passed on to the flying chariot.

Ming Shiyin frowned slightly and said, "Master, these bald donkeys are so hypocritical that they dare to mock Motian Pavilion like this."

He always felt that, after tying up the eighth junior brother, and opening his mouth like a lion, he is so hypocritical now. What is it that is not mocking?

"Old Na has no choice but to resort to this."

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