Doom Knight System

Yongxin was overjoyed, knelt down on both knees, and said loudly: "Master, today the world is full of evil spirits, Brother Ma has been murdered, please go down the mountain to eliminate demons and protect the way."

"Fool, fool! Since Ma Rulong chooses to escape into the world of mortals, he will naturally suffer all kinds of disasters. Everything is due to fate. As the abbot of Dalin Temple, what can you not see through?"

"Master Ancestor Mingjian, the status of the demon in this world is very important, far surpassing Senior Brother Ma's position as a deacon. Now that Senior Brother Ma has died because of eliminating demons and defending Taoism. If Dalin Temple does nothing, I am afraid that the gate of the mountain will not be peaceful." Abbot Yong Yong Xin kowtowed again and again, and there was more fear in his eyes.

Today's Dalin Temple has just got rid of the shackles of the secret realm, and is at its weakest moment. Without Ma Rulong's plan in the city of sanctuary, Dalin Temple will definitely decline rapidly, so it is necessary to show the majesty and strength of Dalin Temple and show off its muscles. It will not arouse the prying eyes of the big forces in the City of Sanctuary.

The door of the creaking room opened, and a handsome young monk came out from the inside. No one would have guessed that this person was at least 330 years old from his appearance.

The skin all over the body exudes a warm and shiny luster like ivory, and there is a faint golden color in the flesh color. The plain clothes and white socks are spotless. From a distance, the treasure looks solemn, like the reincarnation of the Buddha on the ground.

This person's name is Wushen, who used the ordinary Dalin boxing method to shock the east. At the end of the day, he blocked a demon army alone. Although he was seriously injured, he established Dalin Temple's position in the secret realm, because of its beautiful appearance Well, he is amazingly talented and is known as a wonderful monk.

Wushen looked at Yongxin in front of him, and said slowly: "There is no tree for Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where there is dust. If your heart is disturbed, why don't you give up your position as abbot and come with me?" mountain practice."

Abbot Yongxin's face fell down instantly, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said hastily: "Master Yun, it's not that the disciples are greedy for the position of abbot, it's just that now the 10,000+ monks in Dalin Temple have to rely on the mountain gate to eat , the disciple is willing to go into the mountain with you, but how can you find a suitable candidate in a short time, please take it easy."

Wushen sighed and shook his head. The abbot of Dalin Temple with fat head, big ears and pig-like ears in front of him is no longer the clever and supernatural disciple of Samana. I'm too lazy to care about it, but it's different now. If a power wants to develop, it is destined to need a steady stream of resources, so the city of sanctuary is the top priority.

So he said slowly: "I've been restless recently. I always feel that something big is going to happen. Rulong's fall may be the best warning. You must be careful not to make mistakes."

"Uh..." Seeing that Wushen was still refusing to show up, Yongxin rolled his eyes, showing a look of hesitation.

"Master, please forgive me!" Yongxin kowtowed and cried loudly: "There is news about Guixi, but that person is so powerful that I have no way to pursue it. Brother Ma has also been implicated because of this. Come down!"

"Huh?" The godless eyes suddenly glowed, and the lips trembled slightly to spit out a word. The sound was like a bronze bell in a temple being struck, and the whole air began to boil.

Yongxin felt as if there was a sudden thunder from the sky, his bones were numb all over his body, and his teeth were rattling up and down.

"Hmph! The Guixi Seal was snatched by Maoshan in the chaos. I found nothing after I destroyed Maoshan. I thought it disappeared in the secret realm, but I didn't expect it to appear again! Who is it!" A bolt of lightning flashed across.

Yongxin realized that he had made a mistake. He had planned to hide the news about Guixi from the beginning, but if he said it at this time, wouldn't it prove that he already knew it?

Facing the questioning stares, he could only confess everything, and at the same time, he told about Lancelot's origin, and at the same time argued that he did not report it because of Dalin Temple's consideration.

Wushen doesn't care at all, he just wants to get the ghost seal, the ability to travel through space, and use it to get the treasures of heaven and earth to restore his body and re-achieve the indestructible Buddha Dharma body. His soul has already transcended into the realm of Yangshen, so Yongxin's small thoughts can't be hidden from him at all.

Wushen, who had regained the news, was very excited. When he unfolded his monk robe, he jumped up like a roc bird.

Just as Yongxin breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a giant palm print fell from the sky and pressed him firmly to the ground, crackling!The limbs and bones were shattered, and the golden karmic fire energy left a clear trace on the ground.

The same stance of Tathagata God's Palm, Wushen used it in a calm and calm manner, without any trace of anger, if Wang Luo was present at this moment, he would be secretly surprised.Similarly, if Wushen saw the power of the super magic electromagnetic gun, he would definitely not be so careless and go alone.

"Slight punishment, there will be no next time!" A sentence was left floating in the air, but there was no one in sight.

Yongxin finally couldn't help howling in pain, with a fierce light in his eyes, he shouted at the little novice next to him, "Hurry up and help me into the room, and get ready the communication treasure sent by the Ma family!"

"Yes, abbot!" More than a dozen monks put Yongxin in place, and they were kicked out of the house before they could heal him.

Yongxin's eyeballs rolled, his face was ferocious and angry at times, he was too aware of his injury, even if it was cured, he would be disabled, and he was completely destroyed with a shocking palm of Wushen.

"You are unkind, I am unrighteous! No one should think about it!"

After hesitating for a long time, he finally picked up the communication treasure and dialed a person he absolutely did not want to contact.

"Hello? Is this the Earl of Lancelot? I am Yongxin from Dalin Temple. There is something I want to tell you. It's like this..." Yongxin swallowed, concealed himself, and sent the wonderful monk Wushen betrayed to Wang Luo.

"What is the origin of this godlessness? How about the inheritance of martial arts?"

"Your Earl, please be careful. My master master is proficient in Tathagata palm, and now he has the law of summoning the heart light. In terms of combat power, it definitely exceeds the legend. And it is said that his soul and spiritual power have merged into one, and he has achieved Yang Yang. God, can make the soul go out of the body, and use the ghost to travel the void at night."

"Oh? It's interesting to say so, thank you for reminding me. It is said that Dalin Temple is in another dimension. I wonder if it is true?"

"Hehe...it's called Palm Buddha Kingdom, it's just a small independent space, so it's not worth mentioning."

...The two of them hung up the Communication Noble Phantasm after a few words.

Yong Xin murmured to himself sullenly: "I sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and see how long you can be happy."