Huh, watching his disciple return safely, Monk Kongxu breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Not hurt, are you?"

"fine."

"Why did you come back?"

"I encountered something and delayed it for a while." Wusheng said with a smile. As he was talking, Wudai walked over and smiled honestly after seeing Wusheng.

"Senior Brother."

"Not hurt, are you?"

"fine."

Wusheng told the two of them about the Black Banner.

"Xiangliu, are you Hu?" Monk Kongxu's face looked very serious.

"Master, do you know this magic weapon?"

"I have heard from someone that it is said that in order to fight against King Yu, Youhu tries to collect the ancient evil gods, the soul and body of the beasts, to refine a very powerful magic weapon. However, Youhu fails in the end, and the magic weapon is gone. Unexpectedly, it will fall into Hou Hengshi's hands."

"He has not yet refined this magic weapon successfully. Not to mention using it freely, I don't think he can't even control it."

"The evil god Xiangliu is actually so easy to control!" said Monk Kongxu, "It's just that we are facing a big problem now."

"They may think of Lanruo Temple because my senior brother and I have more or less revealed a little Buddhist magical powers." Wusheng Dao.

Although Shushan and the academy took the blame, they were too far away and Lanruo Temple was too close. Princess An might form an alliance with them and might reveal news about Lanruo Temple to them.

Expired love is unreliable after all, and cannot resist the real interests.

"He might send someone next"

"What should we do?"

"Wait." Kongxu was silent for a long time and a word popped up.

"Wait, what are you waiting for?"

"When someone comes, if someone comes recently and is still a stranger, then most of them are sent to inquire about Lanruo Temple. Then we will act well for them to show them. It is best to deceive them. If they can't deceive them, they can only think of another way."

"Well, I'm a little hungry."

"I'll go cook now." Wudai stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Master, who is the highest cultivation level under Wu Tiangang?"

"Zhao Hailou."

“How tall is it?”

"Two statements, one said that he was an immortal in his lifetime, and the other said that he was a half-step immortal in his lifetime."

Wusheng nodded when he heard this and reached out to touch his chin.

"A person dies and becomes a ghost. Will his cultivation always decline, right?"

"This should be the case in most cases, but there are very few exceptions."

"What magic weapon does Zhao Hailou have and what kind of magical powers will it be?"

"He has a treasure sword, which transforms blood into souls, which hurts his body and spirits. It is called the Blood God Sword. He has a set of treasure armor, made of black iron in the North Sea, infects dragon blood, inseparable from swords and guns, and invades water and fire. It is called the Black Dragon Kai. The most powerful one is himself. It is said that he has cultivated the Six Nine Profound Art, but his physical body is destroyed, and his cultivation is mostly greatly damaged. Moreover, when such a person was killed, it was impossible for the Jin Dynasty to be unpredictable to do harm to the world after he died. It is rare for him to be immortal."

"You said that the emperor was really. He was so careless that he would crush his bones and ashes. How could he let their souls escape?"

After a brief rest, Wusheng did not wait in the temple, but got into the formation. Although the body of Rakshasa King was destroyed, it did not completely dissolve. It is unknown how long it will take to wait for this incomplete formation to completely dissolve these bodies. He decided to come down and help.

There was still a red blood mist in the Demon-Subduing Array, and the body of Rakshasa King shattered in the Array, his head, limbs, and body were like collapsed peaks, and gravel was everywhere.

Wusheng activated the true scripture of the Great Sun Tathagata. Behind him is the golden body and Dharma image. The Buddha's palm transforms from two to hundreds, from hundreds to thousands. The golden light in the Buddha's palm is like a sharp sword, constantly cutting the blood mist in the formation, one palm after another, and the big sun behind him seems to be burning.

Under the monk's robe, his body was covered with a single golden light, and the golden light emitted by the Buddha's palm was filled with hot power.

Two days later,

Some people from Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain came up to the mountain and came specifically to tell them a news, and someone was asking about the news about Lanruo Temple.

"Here you come!" Monk Kongxu said to himself.

Since we have arrived in Ningjia Village, the next step is to come to Lanruo Temple.

"This drama is not easy to act!" He sighed slightly.

For those with advanced cultivation, as long as they come to Lanruo Temple, they can feel that the power of Buddhism remains on the mountain where Lanruo Temple is located. This is the role of the Talin Mountain Protection Array that has been restored without annoyance and Wusheng, which is not easy to conceal.
Chapter completed!