Chapter 6 The Evil Buddha Hall, Phoenix Blood Sword, and Golden Elixir cultivation are far behind

Author: Master Xuanxin

Chapter 6 The Evil Buddha Hall, Phoenix Blood Sword, and Golden Elixir cultivation are far behind

With the blessing of Lu Xuan's secret technique, Cheng Lingzhu's heart calmed down.

The Buddhist hall is extremely tall. The stone steps in front of the hall are dark and the corners are broken and worn, making it look weathered.

A weapon was taken out from the storage magic weapon by Cheng Lingzhu.

This object was wrapped in black silk and looked like a long sword.

Lu Xuan felt something familiar, but didn't think much about it. He just thought that this thing should be the secret treasure brought by Cheng Lingzhu from the sect.

"You come and protect my back."

Cheng Lingzhu stepped on the steps and turned around and said to Lu Xuan.

Her waist is slender, plump and can be held, and the places where flesh should be are very plump.

The Taoist robe seems to be a little tight, and it outlines Cheng Lingzhu's figure, and his back is very beautiful.

Lu Xuan suddenly remembered that Cheng Hongtan had said similar words to him many years ago.

The only difference is probably that the master is very poor, while Cheng Lingzhu has a really good figure.

Looking slightly dazed, he nodded:

"I will definitely live up to the trust of my Taoist friends."

So Cheng Lingzhu safely handed his back to Lu Xuan, one person in front and one person behind, and boarded the Buddhist temple.

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"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."

Approaching the palace door, Cheng Lingzhu heard the sound of tapping wooden fish.

The sound was very regular, or rather mechanical, with the interval, intensity and sound of each strike being exactly the same.

The two came to the main hall. The door was open. In the empty hall, there were four figures sitting on their knees, all with their backs to the door.

From the side, you can see that the four people are holding jianzhi in their hands, using them to knock wooden fish, and the sound they make echoes throughout the hall.

Cheng Lingzhu noticed that these four figures were all wearing the clothes of Tianshui Temple monks.

Three of them are wearing disciples' robes, and the other is wearing elders' robes.

Their backs were to Lu Xuan and the other two.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk—"

The next moment, there was a sound of tapping the wooden fish, and the four figures turned their heads together, like puppets on strings, and looked at the two people.

His eyes were empty and dull, not like a living person.

The look of bitterness and compassion on his face reminded people of the clay sculptures in the temple.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."

The sound of the wooden fish sounded again, but the four figures did not turn around. The frequency of knocking the wooden fish became faster and faster, and their eight eyes stared directly at Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu.

Cheng Lingzhu's breath was stagnant.

In front of the four people, in the deepest part of the hall, where the Buddha statue should be enshrined, there is an extremely huge black shadow.

The sound of the wooden fish became more and more urgent, and gradually became sharper, as if it turned into a substantial awl, trying to tear open the minds of the two people.

The four people in Tianshui Temple looked at Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu, but their expressions were constantly changing.

The look of bitterness and kindness faded away, but a strange smile appeared on their faces. The corners of their mouths opened, their flesh and blood began to crack, and the smile almost reached their ears.

This appearance is very similar to the face behind the black-faced stone Buddha.

Cheng Lingzhu'e frowned and held the hilt of the sword.

What burst out from the scabbard was an overwhelming dazzling blood light.

The black silk wrapping the long sword crumbled and peeled off, and when the long sword was unsheathed, it was as bright as blood and as bright as the clouds.

Cheng Lingzhu took a step forward, her hair full of green hair fluttering. The moment she drew her sword, the hairpin shattered inch by inch, and could no longer be restrained.

The aura on her body increased sharply, her eyes turned red, and the agility in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a kind of coldness and indifference.

Lu Xuan's pupils suddenly narrowed.

It's not that I was surprised by the changes in Cheng Lingzhu, but because...

He recognized the sword she used.

This dazzling blood sword was clearly Cheng Hongtan's natal magic weapon back then.

Judging from the breath coming out after taking it out of the sheath, I'm sure it will be right.

But... shouldn't she have already ascended to the upper world?

The natal magic weapons are very different from ordinary magic weapons. They have been cultivated by the monks since they embarked on the path, and they have become part of the monk's body.

If you ascend once, you must bring your own magic weapons with you to kill the enemy and protect your path.

Lu Xuan's heart sank slightly.

In the main hall, Cheng Lingzhu had already slashed out with one sword.

The World-Transcending Sword Studio cultivates the method of killing, and the four people in Tianshui Temple have already been possessed by the devil, so she will not hold back.

The sword body is as red as the clouds, dazzling and dazzling, as if the blood of a phoenix is ​​flowing, which is amazing.

The blood-colored sword light was wrapped with a murderous sword intent, crushing the bodies of the four people in Tianshui Temple, and then slashed towards the black shadow deep in the hall without losing its force.

Cheng Lingzhu saw clearly the true appearance of the black shadow.

It wasn't that the sword light was so bright that it reflected everything in the hall, but that the opponent took the initiative to show his appearance.

The monstrous demonic flames ignited on itself. The huge monster with a green face and fangs, a bun on its head, and green and black fire burning in its eyes was sitting on the lotus platform at this moment.

This is...an evil Buddha.

This evil Buddha has a huge body. Just sitting there, it is as high as the 100-meter-long hall.

Twelve chains extended from the lotus platform, binding and imprisoning the evil Buddha so that he could not leave even half a step away. However, the dark demonic flames enveloped it and spread out, still engulfing the sword light struck by Cheng Lingzhu and turning her away.

s attack.

Cheng Lingzhu raised his head, his eyes glowing red, his body moved forward instead of retreating, he took a step forward and raised his long sword.

At this moment, the aura on her body increased again, and strange phenomena appeared around her, spreading out like a scroll.

Mountains and rivers have collapsed, lives have been reduced to ashes, mountains of corpses are seas of blood, and the situation is terrifying and crazy.

Cheng Lingzhu stood on the crazy mountain and the terrifying sea, with stretches of blood and bones under his feet. The vision dyed the sky and the earth dazzlingly scarlet. However, the fairy clothes in the painting were not stained with blood. Even the red light in his eyes receded and converged, and his eyebrows were cold, as if

Banish immortals.

A bloody halo of light unfolded, like a bright moon rising on the sea. The crimson blood moon slowly rose and appeared behind her.

At this moment, Cheng Lingzhu's aura had reached its peak.

She raised her hand, and the various visions collapsed back and turned into a point, and thrust forward with the force of the sword!

Like a hot knife cutting through butter and hot oil splashing into the snow, the dark magic flames were separated by this sword and dispersed to both sides.

The sword is extremely sharp and goes straight into the evil Buddha's heart.

"boom--"

The demonic flames exploded and scattered all over the sky.

On the evil Buddha's chest, there was a huge wound, transparent from front to back, and it was actually nailed through by this sword.

In the eyes of the evil Buddha, the blue-black fire flickered, like a candle in the wind, almost extinguished.

The vision in the hall dissipated, the red moon burst, Cheng Lingzhu fell from the sky, leaning on the ground with his long sword, trying to support his body.

A pair of clear eyes stared intently at the evil Buddha not far away.

However, the result disappointed her.

After a few breaths, the blue-black fire stabilized and burned again.

She sighed in her heart.

After all, the gap between myself and the evil Buddha is still too big.

Even if this evil Buddha is trapped on the lotus platform, he has been sealed in this dead city for an unknown number of years, and his cultivation has regressed for an unknown amount of time.

Its preserved strength is still terrifyingly strong.

She has a trump card, and the ancestral saint's spirit summoning technique she just used is the strongest attack she can unleash at the moment.

However, the power of this secret technique is limited by the strength of the caster.

The golden elixir realm was exerted with strength, but the power was finally a little short of the mark.
Chapter completed!