I have a role in the heavens

Five hundred Arhats are arranged around, with delicate and exquisite shapes and bright colors. Whether standing, leaning, sitting or lying down, they all have different postures, just like real people, with vivid expressions and suspicious-like reality. There are rows of Arhat and Buddha statues all around, as if trapped in a maze of statues. No words can describe the feeling.

Shi Qingxuan holds a sheepskin scroll in his hand, with the word "immortality" faintly written on it. He is dressed in a green robe, with a sword on his waist. He has beautiful eyes and a cheerful smile. He stands among the statues of Five Hundred Arhats, with his right hand behind his back. Quietly looking at the people following him.

An Long, the leader of the Tianlian Sect of the Demon Sect, one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect, and the most loyal younger brother of the evil king Shi Zhixuan, has a bloated body, pink and fat body, and the whole person is like a meat ball, with a big face and big hands, and eyes on his face It has been squeezed into a gap by fat, her hair is a little sparse, tied behind her back, she is wearing silk and satin, and her hands are wearing a dazzling array of rings, all made of precious agate, jade, mutton-fat jade, and clear It is clean and translucent, warm and delicate, and it is worth a lot at first glance. There is also a warm jade pendant as big as a palm hanging on the waist, with lotus flowers carved on it. It is very delicate and must have been made by a famous artist.

Yang Xuyan, a shadow assassin, a disciple of the Demon Gate Butian Pavilion, the atom of the Ming Dynasty Zunjiao, and the posthumous son of the deposed prince Yang Yong, has a secret and noble identity, is dressed in black clothes, has a slim and slender body, and an extremely straight back. He has a handsome and cold appearance, with a sharp light in his eyes. His whole person seems to have blended into the darkness. He stands in a corner of the Luohan Hall, like a shadow. His breathing is light and extremely slow. There is no breath leaking from his body. In his hand He was holding a slender sword, which was the inherited treasure of Butian Pavilion. It was extremely sharp and showed its edge.

Xu Ziling, one of the two dragons, has great luck, can turn misfortune into good fortune, and turn disaster into good fortune. He has a handsome appearance, elegant temperament, and a trace of Taoism. He is dressed in a white robe, elegant and elegant, with long hair hanging on his back. He is extremely chic. , eyebrows like sword blades, eyes like cold stars, with a bit of worry on her fair face, looking at Shi Qingxuan with concern, vaguely restraining Anlong and Yang Xuyan, what a good flower protector.

During this period of time, Shi Qingxuan had a lot of troubles. First, she went to Luoyang City, played a song at Wang Shichong's house, returned the favor of the great Confucian Wang Tong, and was entangled by Xu Ziling, Gao Zhong and Ba Fenghan under the moon. After talking for a while, he finally got away.

Later, he met An Long and Yang Xuyan. They somehow got together for the "Immortal Seal" in Shi Qingxuan's hands. They came to Youlin Xiaozhu and joined forces with Xi to snatch this magical scroll. Shi Qingxuan had no choice but to ask for it. Coming from Dashi Temple, I met Xu Ziling again on the way, and they were led to the Luohan Hall of Dashi Temple together.

There was no trace of nervousness or fear on Shi Qingxuan's face. Her smart eyes were like cold stars, dazzling. She tilted her head a little and looked at the three people with a bit of smile. She opened her red lips and looked at Xu Ziling. said.

"Originally, An Long and Yang Xuyan were entangled with me. I thought of leading them here and settling everything at once. I didn't expect you to come with me!"

Shi Qingxuan had a good impression of Xu Ziling and saw that the other party had admiration for her. There was nothing rude about her and she was not annoying.

Xu Ziling looked at the weird mountain elf opposite, and his heart was agitated. An indescribable feeling rushed out like a flood, breaking all restraints and wanting to pour her into his arms.

But Xu Ziling didn't dare to mess around. The feeling Shi Qingxuan gave him was that of someone who was thousands of miles away, very cold, and seemed to not care about his admiration.

"You said before that you were willing to go through fire and water for me, even to the death. Does this still count?"

Shi Qingxuan asked somewhat casually, looking at Xu Ziling, not paying attention to the malice on Yang Xuyan and An Long.

Xu Ziling's scalp was a little numb, and he glanced left and right at An Long and Yang Xuyan. Neither of them were good at fighting. With his strength, he could only hold down one person, which was a bit reluctant, but what the man said, the water he poured out, Naturally, he couldn't take it back, so he said bravely.

"A true man promises a thousand pieces of gold, and of course he will keep it. If Miss Shi has anything to say, just ask!"

Shi Qingxuan chuckled, like a naughty little girl, with a hint of cunning, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

"I gave you this volume of "The Seal of Immortality" in my hand. Are you willing to take it?"

Shi Qingxuan raised his forearm and shook it casually, showing a bit of carelessness. He didn't care about the people present at all. Because of the thing in his hand, his mind was tense, his breath leaked out, and it was extremely terrifying. The whole Arhat The hall was like a quagmire, the air was thick and suffocating, and one dared not move. A dangerous atmosphere filled the air, and the situation was about to break out.

Cold sweat broke out all over Xu Ziling's body. The murderous intent of An Long and Yang Xuyan surrounded him. The cold murderous intent made his whole body goosebumps, and he did not dare to move his hands and feet. Because, as long as he makes the slightest move, it will trigger the Qi induction of the two people and launch a siege. With his current cultivation level, it will definitely be difficult to resist.

A bitter smile appeared on Xu Ziling's face, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a sense of powerlessness, and he did not dare to answer.

"Ms. Shi, the "Seal of Immortality" is a magical method that combines the essence of both Buddha and demon. It is not something I can get my hands on!"

Although Xu Ziling wanted to shoulder all the burdens for Shi Qingxuan, he was self-aware.

Now he has just barely entered the innate realm. Although he can compete with the veteran first-class masters relying on the magic of "The Secret of Immortality", he is definitely not the opponent of An Long and Yang Xuyan. At best, he can only Help Shi Qingxuan contain the two of them, so they don't dare to take on the hot potato of "The Seal of Immortality".

There are too many masters who covet the "Seal of Immortality" in the world, including Buddhism, Demonism, Taoism, and each one is a top master. Xu Ziling understands that if he pockets the "Seal of Immortality", he will be beaten within half a month. The masters in the entire martial arts world are looking for trouble. The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. He still knows this truth.

Shi Qingxuan didn't care about Xu Ziling's retreat. Ning Xuehao retracted her wrist, threw the "Seal of Immortality" into her sleeve, and said with a smile.

"You have some self-awareness and know that there are some things you can't get!"

Xu Ziling smiled bitterly. He didn't know whether Shi Qingxuan's words were sarcastic or a reminder, and the pressure on him suddenly relaxed a little.

An Long and Yang Xuyan stopped targeting him and focused on Shi Qingxuan again, with solemn expressions on their faces. They had already fought against Shi Qingxuan, who was extremely difficult to deal with, and was no weaker than Shi Feixuan, who is now famous. , his cultivation is exquisite and deep, especially his swordsmanship, which is exquisite and exquisite. He has reached the point where the sword's heart is transparent. His sharpness is unparalleled and unstoppable. Even Yang Xuyan dare not say that he can defeat Shi Qingxuan.

Deep in the Dashi Temple, in a Zen room, Hou Xibai slowly opened his eyes, and a white light flashed in the dark room. This was a sign of the whiteness of the empty room and the extremely powerful spiritual power.

Hou Xibai stood up and left the Zen room, took one step forward, and disappeared in place like a ghost, heading towards the Luohan Hall. He stepped on the bluestone path, and the stars and moonlight sprinkled down, shining like a dream.

Hou Xibai hid in the darkness and did not show up. He just watched the movement in the Luohan Hall quietly. Next to him stood an old monk. He was stooped and full of twilight, as if he was dying. He was the sweeping monk of Dashi Temple. Master of Mantra, a master in the realm of Grand Master.

When several people just entered the Dashi Temple, they alerted Master Zhenyan. He accepted Hou Xibai's instructions to take good care of the eighteen Arhat statues and prevent them from being damaged in any way.

The mantra master looked at Hou Xibai, his consciousness was very clear, did he want to stop them?

Hou Xibai shook his head slightly and said no, just calm down and watch quietly. With them here, Anlong, Yang Xuyan and the others can turn the world upside down.

Shi Qingxuan stood quietly, frowning slightly, a little confused, Hou Xibai was in the Dashi Temple, why didn't he show up yet.

However, Shi Qingxuan didn't have any worries in her heart. No matter what the reason was for Hou Xibai not showing up, he would never see her suffer.

Suddenly, Yang Xuyan took action, probably because he was worried about the long night and many dreams. Like a shadow, he emerged from the darkness. A slender sword was unstoppable. The cold breath rushed straight into Shi Qingxuan's heart. The sword body turned into ashes in the void. There are thousands of swords, each of which looks extremely real. This is the phantom sword technique, the specialty of Butian Pavilion, and it is the most sinister and vicious.

The inheritance of Butian Pavilion originated from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The way of assassins is brave, upright, benevolent and righteous, and it is indomitable. It is also integrated with Taoist thought. The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more damage; the way of man is to make up for the deficiency when there is less damage. Therefore, The reason why it was called Butian Pavilion was to make up for the deficiencies of Heavenly Dao with the excess of human nature. However, Butian Pavilion was later influenced by the Demon Sect and became cynical and went to the extreme, developing it into a method of assassination. It was a pity.

An Long did not lag behind. He spread out his lotus steps and grabbed the blind spot on the right side of Shi Qingxuan. He stretched out his two fingers and took out her eyes. He then silently raised his right leg and kicked it violently, attacking the lower plate and blowing the air. They were all kicked to pieces, the wind was extremely sharp and vicious.

"Zheng!"

A clear sound sounded.

Shi Qingxuan gave a clear shout and pulled out a sharp sword from his waist. The sword light was extremely bright, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and countless sword energy was like meteors, streaking across the night sky, converging into a long river of sword energy, heading straight towards Yang Xuyan's Stab it with great force and force.

Xu Ziling's face looked shocked, his eyes widened. There was only the bright sword light in the depths of his eyes. He had never seen such a bright and brilliant sword light. Only then did he understand that this strange woman like an elf in front of him, Not only is the sound of the flute exquisite, but the swordsmanship is also superb, and his cultivation is even better than his own.

Although Xu Ziling was surprised in his heart, he reacted quickly. His mind entered the realm of intentionality and unintentional, not empty and empty, pure and pure. He could not meet him when he came, and he could not chase him when he went. Waiqiu moved his steps and rushed towards Anlong, trying to stop Anlong from attacking Shi Qingxuan.

Xu Ziling's mind dispersed and merged into the surrounding Arhat statues. A sense of enlightenment arose in his heart. From the corner of his eyes, he looked at the multi-handed Arhat behind An Long, holding a Buddha seal in his hand. It was extremely mysterious.

Feeling blessed, Xu Ziling couldn't help but follow the seals in Luo Hanshou's hand, and pinched his hands. His fingers kept changing their movements, and he pinched out seals one after another. His hands turned into thousands of afterimages, gathered into a ball, and suddenly opened, Like a lotus flower in full bloom, it is extremely beautiful, quiet and holy.

An Long felt the crisis behind him and had to change his moves. He turned around and his bloated body was like a top. He turned around, pinched his fingers, and his true energy surged out. A Tianxin Lotus Ring was shot out, and his true energy was violent and distributed. With the scorching heat, it followed an extremely mysterious trajectory and crashed into Xu Ziling's seal.

"boom!"

The air waves were flying, and circles of white air waves were visible to the naked eye, blowing everyone's clothes and making hunting noises. The Arhat statue in the Arhat Hall was also swaying left and right, showing how strong the strong wind was.

Shi Qingxuan had no time to pay attention to the battle between An Long and Xu Ziling. The sword light in his hand kept cutting off the cold and evil auras. Fighting fast and fast, she kept fighting with Yang Xuyan. The two figures turned into a stream of light, Yi Qing Once dark, there was endless fighting, jingling, clanking, the sound of gold and iron clashing, sparks flying, very conspicuous in the dark night sky, gorgeous like fireworks blooming, extremely beautiful.

The other shore sword techniques in "Cihang Sword Canon" are based on tranquility, defense, emptiness, and nothingness. A sword embryo is formed in the body. The sword technique is exquisite and the moves are magnificent. It is really exquisite, otherwise it would not be one of the four great books.

The sharp sword in Shi Qingxuan's hand turned into a sword of wisdom. Compassion, detachment, wisdom, light, and all the beautiful atmospheres were presented in the sword technique.

The fierce sword in Yang Xuyan's hand is like a life-killing thing that seduces the soul. It is cold, evil, dark, and vicious. All the darkness and evil in the world converge into the phantom sword technique.

The two of them met their opponents in chess, and they were going to meet talented people. For a while, it was difficult to tell who was the best, and the battle was endless and hearty.

On the other side, Anlong is a master in the master realm after all, the master of the Tianlian Sect, and ranks fifth among the eight masters of the Demon Sect. There are more than ten kinds of fingering techniques such as, touching, photographing, pressing, clawing, and cutting, etc., through the Taiyin, Yangming, Shaoyang, Taiyang, Jueyin meridians of both hands, releasing the hot true energy like lotus stamens, forcing Xu Ziling to be in a hurry and in danger. It’s so dense and dangerous.

Xu Ziling fell awkwardly between the two Arhats. His hair was messy, his face was flushed, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He posed slowly and quickly. On the left and right of Xu Ziling, there was one about six feet high. The whole body was engraved with gold, just like a real person. The statue of Arhat has a completely different posture. The one on the left has a thin long neck and a pleasant smile. He presses his knees with one hand, leans forward, and scratches his back with the other hand. His posture is casual and natural. The other one is a glaring Vajra with suddenly wide-open eyes, and a clenched fist in front of his right hand with bulging tendons, full of energy and energy, and is powerful and vivid.

Xu Ziling stands between the two statues. He first assumes the leisurely posture of the statue on the right, and then changes to the posture of the glaring King Kong on the right, both of which are lifelike. Under the cold moonlight outside the hall and the weak lights beside the hall , Xu Ziling suddenly seemed to be transformed into a Vajra Arhat, invincible, sacred and solemn.

A stream of sharp and sharp finger energy shot out from Xu Ziling's hand. The wind whistled suddenly, with a domineering momentum that penetrated the universe. The force spiraled towards Anlong, sharp, swift and unstoppable.

The energy rings that An Long waved were wiped out by the force of his fingers. He couldn't help being surprised. His eyes glanced at the Arhat statues on the left and right of Xu Ziling. In the small eyes as thin as a slit, there was a shining light, cunning and insidious, with a hint of aura. He looked suspicious and probed in a cold voice.

"I asked you, how could you last so long under my control? It turns out there are secrets hidden in these unsightly Arhat statues!"

"You must have understood the secrets in order to be able to perform extremely weird kung fu moves!"

When Xu Ziling heard this, he was shocked. He was still too immature compared to An Long, and his face showed flaws. He fell into An Long's plan without knowing it, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"how do you know?"

An Long's guess was confirmed in his heart, a cruel look appeared on his fat and bloated face, and he said with a sneer.

"As expected!"

"I'm going to destroy these Arhat statues. Let's see how long you can hold on in my hands."

After saying that, An Long's true energy surged in his hand and condensed into a series of energy rings, and he was about to blast towards the statue of Five Hundred Arhats, with a ferocious smile on his face and a look of pride in his eyes.

Hou Xibai shook his head slightly, gestured to Master Zhenyan, and instantly disappeared into the Arhat Hall.

"Amitabha!"

The deafening sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded, turning into sound waves, shattering Anlong's Tianxin Lotus Ring, but it did not spread out of the Luohan Hall, showing his exquisite control skills.

Anlong's mind was shaken, the energy in his body was boiling, and his blood was weak. He staggered and took two steps back. He looked inexplicably horrified at the old figure walking out of the corner, with ravines on his face and cloudy eyes. , beard and hair are all white, like a dying old man.

Master Mantra stepped out of the shadow corner step by step and stood in the middle of the Luohan Hall, with his hands clasped together and his eyes piercing, a powerful pressure enveloped everyone present.

Shi Qingxuan and Yang Xuyan separated in an instant, keeping a distance, looking at each other warily, not daring to relax mentally.

"This benefactor is so ruthless in nature that he will destroy these Arhat statues if he disagrees with us!

"These Arhats are so innocent. They are the treasures of Dashi Temple and cannot be destroyed. Please leave this place!"

Anlong's face was extremely pale. He had just been shaken away by the mantra master, causing damage to his heart and apertures and a decline in his energy and blood.

"Grand Master! Master, we didn't know that Dashi Temple is your place of practice. If we disturb you, it's really a crime worthy of death. Leave now!"

Anlong's slender eyes shrank into a line, and the muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably, with a hint of panic, and he quickly apologized and explained.

Master Mantra nodded and expressed great satisfaction. After all, he did not want to participate in these disputes. He just wanted to fulfill Hou Xibai's instructions and take care of these Arhat statues.

Seeing that the master of truth did not stop him, Anlong looked at each other and retreated into the night in a panic, like a prodigal dog, escaping in a hurry.