Good news, the elder is gone

There were echoes in the tower, but no one responded.Lou Xianyun walked to a position about ten feet away from Xue Wangliu and looked up. There were spiral stairs on both sides, so that people could see the top of the tower at a glance.

Lou Xianyun frowned: "Isn't it here?"

"How could he not be here?" Xue Wangliu sneered, raised his finger to a bright light on the top of the tower and said, "I can even see the reflection of his bald head."

Lou Xianyun: ...

He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, nodded and said: "Oh, really, Xueliu, you have really good eyes."

Now that they found someone, the two of them stopped talking and flew straight to the seventh floor, standing still in front of the three-meter-tall golden Buddha.

The windows on the seventh floor of the Listening Tower were demolished at some point, and the wind from high above was blown into the tower from the empty window frames, shaking the copper wind chimes on the window sills, and the jingling wind was surrounded by sandalwood Chanting man in front of Buddha.

This is the first time that Xue Wangliu has been so close to this well-known senior bald head. In the past, when the venerable lord showed his face outside, he was always surrounded by a large group of Buddhist practitioners. look straight at.

But now the Venerable Liao Liao turned his back to them, wearing only simple rough linen clothes, and a simple sandalwood rosary hanging around his neck, only the twelve golden ring scars on his head showed the difference between him and others.

"The incident happened suddenly. Please forgive me for coming to disturb Venerable Qingxiu." Xue Wangliu cupped his hands, but did not put down the sword in his hand.

Lou Xianyun flicked the pipa in his hand, looked at the back of the Venerable and asked softly: "The Venerable is sitting here, do you know what happened outside?"

After the sound of chanting in his mouth stopped, Lou Xianyun continued: "It seems that your deadly enemy from 2000 years ago is not dead, and crawled back to trouble you again."

"Not only the Arhat Buddha cultivators of the Bodhi Sect were mostly killed and injured, but also the cultivators who came to the island to participate in the Novice Daoist Association were also involved." Xue Wangliu stared at his arm, moved two steps to the side, and continued: "The juniors are ignorant, I don't know how to break this predicament, so please ask the Venerable to come out and give some pointers."

"Amitabha." The venerable put his hands together, looked at the golden Buddha in front of him and said slowly: "The poor monk has fought against the blue sky for a lifetime. After a great war in 2000, the oil has run out and the lamp is dead. Now it is just a first-class death." People. There are disturbances in the world, which have nothing to do with the poor monk."

Lou Xianyun frowned, flicked the pipa in his hand, and nodded slightly at Xue Wangliu.

"It has been said that the venerable is like a holy Buddha reborn, with compassion in his heart, and the world is full of common people, but now he says that he has nothing to do with you when he sees the loss of life. It shows that the rumors are not credible."

Lou Xianyun sighed as he spoke, and said again: "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you for saying such cold-hearted words in front of the Buddha?"

"Amitabha Buddha." Liao opened his eyes and looked at the golden Buddha in front of him, but said: "Since fellow Taoists know that it is the Buddha, but still talk nonsense, are you not afraid of the Buddha's blame?"

Lou Xianyun said: "If I can win a way out for my disciples upstairs and downstairs, the Buddha will blame me. What's more, the Buddha has eyesight, listens far away, and has compassion in his heart. How can he abandon the Buddha's heart because of my accusation? people to blame?"

Lou Xianyun, who had always spoken softly and softly, kept playing the pipa in his hands. Although his voice was still the same as before, the music in his hands was filled with anger and murderous intent.

It was rare to see Lao Louzi angry, Xue Wangliu was flustered when he heard the sound of the pipa, but he couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

I have to say that this old thing has always had a way of moral kidnapping.

It doesn't matter if you are going to die, anyway, if you don't help me, you are not respecting Buddha.Because if the Buddha is here, he will definitely help me.You are clearly a Buddha cultivator, but you do not follow the Buddha, which shows that your heart is not sincere.

The venerable stopped reciting the Buddha's name and said directly: "The two of you are already the best Buddhist practitioners in this world. If the two of you can't help it, then the poor monk can't do it either."

Seeing that the old monk had started to give up, Xue Wangliu suddenly laughed and said, "I do have a good idea here."

Liao Venerable: "The poor monk would like to hear the details."

"It's better for the venerable to destroy the formation eye that you regarded as the physical body, and dig out the spiritual power bead that suddenly appeared and hand it over to us. The formation is broken, and we will take the sick disciples to Huatuo Mountain first. Go, come and reshape the body for the Venerable."

Xue Wangliu's expression became colder the more he said, "I don't know if His Holiness is willing."

"Fellow Daoist, it's too much."

As soon as the Venerable Master finished speaking, Lou Xianyun slammed the pipa in his hand, and the piercing sound wrapped in a burst of spiritual power, and it hit him directly on the back.Xue Wangliu also stepped down, and Qinshuang drew a cold light of the full moon in the air, and hit the Venerable directly on the head.

"Your Majesty said it too early, and there are even more extreme things!"

The moon-white cold light turned red and ignited flames in the air, and the sound of cranes chirped, and a flamingo flew with the sword, illuminating the face of the Golden Buddha in the Tali.The moment Qinshuang was about to strike the Venerable, a bell rang out.

The air wave swayed outward, sending the bell to every corner of Foji Island.

Xue Wangliu jumped back a few steps and stood still, shook his somewhat numb tiger's mouth, looked at the transparent golden clock that firmly covered the Venerable, and the Qinshuang in his hand instantly changed into a black handle. Iron sledgehammer.

Although it is not a good thing to be a monk for a day and ring the bell for a day, Xue Wangliu still has to ring the bell today.

Seeing Xue Wangliu rushing forward with a hammer in hand, tinkling the golden bell, Lou Xianyun stood behind and played the pipa again, only to hear him sigh: "Your Majesty is two thousand years older than me, It's not fair to call helpers over."

With a hook on the silver armor in his hand, the golden phoenix and jade-necked pipa in Lou Xianyun's hand turned into a gold-rimmed phoenix-painted snare drum.The snare drum made a big drum sound when it beat.

Thick and heavy, there were echoes in the entire tower, canceling the bell, and finally the echoes gathered in front of the Buddha, and together with Xue Wangliu Juling's hammer, it exploded on the golden bell cover on the Venerable's body. ring.

The crack spread like a spider's thread, and the venerable who was sitting on the futon finally moved, raised his hand and slapped Xue Wangliu's chest directly, it was obviously a firm slap, but the palm of his hand felt soft as if there was nothing.

Xue Wangliu smiled, took advantage of the opportunity to back away a little bit, but still refused to let go: "It's so unscrupulous to see the venerable, the first time I slap him on the chest."

He turned over and landed on the ground, deliberately made a delicate gesture, covered his chest and frowned: "I really don't have any shame."

Seeing the Buddha seal flashing in the palm of the Venerable's palm, and coming straight to Xue Wangliu, Lou Xianyun clapped the drum in his hand again, and the spiritual power immediately exploded under the Venerable's feet, but it didn't affect his speed at all. Influence.

Before he had time to remind Xue Wangliu to be careful, the two had already bumped into each other, exchanging dozens of moves in an instant.

Knowing the venerable's Buddha cultivation method is vigorous, every move and every move is powerful, but Xue Wangliu is best at using strength to fight because of his practice of impermanence, sun and moon kung fu, and he knows all the moves that hit him. As soon as he resolved it, instead he borrowed his strength to make all his ultimate moves, directly attacking the opponent's throat, eyeballs and dantian, without showing any sympathy.

During the fight, Xue Wangliu really felt that the cultivation base of this venerable man was a little abnormal, not at the level of a monk in the Transcending Tribulation Period, and he did look like he had been seriously injured.

Xue Wangliu frowned, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't grasp any of them.Only at this moment, he heard Lou Xianyun's music suddenly changed.

Xue Wangliu immediately changed his attack, his fists turned into palms, and directly made the same move as before,

Seeing that the Venerable's complexion changed, he wanted to get away but was a step too late.Xue Wangliu grabbed his fist and slammed it to the left, then turned around and shouted: "Old Lou!"

Suddenly the sound of the music shook, and the snare drum in Lou Xianyun's hand turned into a pipa at some point, but the pipa's strings moved, but the sound of all music was boiling.

Lou Xianyun has a pipa for himself, but he contracted all the instruments for playing, playing and singing.

The sound of the music was seamless, Xue Wangliu heard it was just some noisy music, but in the ears of the Venerable, it was the devil's sound that threatened his life, shaking his whole body with spiritual power, and the spiritual power that was condensing in the dantian The beads seemed to be about to explode.

At this moment, Lou Xianyun pressed his hand on the strings of the qin, and the sound of Wan Lai was silent. After touching the ground under the Venerable's feet, a deep pit was punched out by the spiritual power to form a formation, in which the spiritual power circulated, trapping the Venerable in it, and he was not allowed to be free. .

It's just that after this action, the blood bubbles on Lou Xianyun's face grew bigger, and his appearance was much more terrifying than before.But he still had a smile on his face, and he even turned his head towards Xue Wangliu in the mood to say, "The last time you and I joined hands was when Jin Danqi traveled to the secret realm of the fairy capital, right?"

"Good memory." Xue Wangliu smiled at him.

Blood slowly flowed from his ears, he folded his palms together, raised his eyes to look at the two people in front of him with a sound of Amitabha Buddha and said slowly: "You two fellow Taoists, why do you bother the poor monk?"

"No." Xue Wangliu shook his head, "It is His Holiness who makes things difficult for us."

He looked at the face of the Venerable, his brows and eyes were full of compassion, which was very similar to the golden Buddha three meters behind.If it weren't for the current confrontation between the two parties, Xue Wangliu might have praised the Venerable for his good looks.

"Your Majesty, why don't you tell us first, why do you want to use the eye of this harmful formation? What's more, this is the eye of the formation of your deadly enemy, Old Demon Qingtian." Xue Wangliu asked.

Does this mean that there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests?

The Venerable Master smiled when he heard the words, and asked something he didn't want to do: "Fellow Taoist, do you know how many monks in this world who are born with Buddha bones can finally ascend to the upper realm?"

Xue Wangliu froze for a moment, he really didn't know about this, he only knew that the natural Buddha bones were very strong.

"There are a total of 99 people from the record, and only three ascended to the upper realm. And the thunder calamity when they ascended was far better than others. A total of 42 innate Buddha cultivators died in the thunder calamity." The venerable Liao sighed, " It is said that poor monks who are born with Buddha bones are born to save the world, but there is no one in the world who can save poor monks, Amitabha, it is really absurd.”

"But what does it have to do with this?" Lou Xianyun asked.

Seeing the Venerable's smile, the aura around him suddenly changed, even Xue Wangliu could feel spiritual power continuously pouring into the bald monk's body.He subconsciously pulled out Qinshuang and nailed it into the ground, and sword shadows flew out of Qinshuang's body, surrounding Xue Wangliu's side to guard him.

I only heard the Venerable say: "The poor monk has recuperated for nearly a thousand years, and he has a chance to rise to the upper world when he hits the thunder tribulation. He only needs spiritual power to restore his body. How can he let go of such an opportunity now?"

He took a horse step with luck, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and the golden light burst out, but the expression on his face suddenly became very sad, "What about the formation of Qingtian old devil, isn't the Qinshuang of fellow Taoist Xueliu also used to harm the world?" Made of dragon bones? Cultivating Taoism is against the heavens, and too much care will only result in more losses than gains.”

Seeing more and more spiritual power pouring into his body, and the coercion around him rising steadily, Xue Wangliu couldn't wait any longer, so he directly stabbed with the sword, and the shadow of the sword behind him also formed an array in the shape of a crane, thundering and fiery red and white Alternately, his peck directly pierced the Venerable with the tip of his sword.

The two fought together again, and Lou Xianyun's fingertips were already bleeding when he plucked the strings.

Xue Wangliu seized the opportunity and stabbed out with a sword.

Under the Listening Bodhi Pagoda, the Venerable Liaoxin suddenly covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. The Buddhist monks around were startled, and hurriedly said, "Is the Venerable all right? The sound of music is weird and disturbing, and now I have to go up the pagoda." "

Venerable Amitabha said with a look of compassion on his face: "The Venerable has blessed us for more than a thousand years, but now that we are in trouble, we will definitely go there."

Hearing the Buddhist monks echoing in unison behind him, a faint smile appeared on Liao Xin's face, he nodded at them, and he was the first one to turn around and walk into the Lingling Pagoda.

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Xue Wangliu: Don't hide, I can see your bald head is shining!

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