Legend of the Great Saint

In time, the brilliant treasure light was crushed, surrounded by the seven treasure monks, and the shadow of the treasure behind him was also a turbulent shadow, as if it would collapse at any moment.

“This…” The fearless monk looked at the anger monk, his eyes filled with shocking colors, and he did not know what words to use to express his mood at this time, and looked at Xiao An together.

Xiao An's eyes were still calm and waveless, and he had no self-righteous look on his face. He was still humble and courteous, “Master Qibao, this is my Buddha, please tell me. ”

The Seven Treasures Monks had no intention of taking her words. They worked hard to motivate seven Buddha pieces. They clashed to the right.

Thirty-three golden rosary balls flew and did not continue to press, but let the Seven Treasure Monks break the line.

In order to hide the modification of Zhu Yan White Bone Road, the Skeleton Demon Array did not do all the power, but still easily suppressed the Seven Treasures, leaving him to use a thousand general means and not to shake a scratch.

The Oriental Red Sun rose slowly, time passed, the Qibao monk's forehead exuding sweat, no more talented gods flying, full of anxiety, everything in front of him was so beyond imagination that he was not yet able to accept it.

Xiao An suddenly stepped forward, his right hand fell on the knife handle between his waist. As he stepped, the skeletal rosary slowly pressed down, like the summit of Tarzan, it was unstoppable!

“Hmm?” Li Qingshan revealed a slight surprise. She wanted to use a chopper?

If you show the knife, you will be recognized by the fearless monk. How do you explain that?

Xiao An arrived in front of the Seven Treasures monk, the skeletal pearl had suppressed his body a few feet, the shadow of the treasure had collapsed suddenly, in his horrified eyes, the knife light as snow.

“Not at all! ”

The fearless monk stopped it aloud. Even though he no longer hated the Seven Treasures Monk, he could not let his blood spill on the Great Buddha Mountain. Otherwise, how to face the people in the world Buddha Gate, Ling Guo Temple would definitely not stop, but everything happened too quickly to stop it.

In a flash, Bao Guang, Buddha Guang, Knife Guang, all disappeared.

The Seven Treasures monk sat on the ground, his face was uncertain, sometimes frowned upon, sometimes angry with regret, sometimes smiling joyfully.

Xiao An took the knife and sheathed it. He stood still.

“Is this knife...”

The fearless monk shouted, at the moment when the knife came out of the sheath, he clearly saw the appearance of the knife. Although the knife had been lost for many years, each of its curves was clearly engraved in the minds of successive abbots, and it could not be forgotten. This impacted him more, even than the thirty-three Buddha's jewels.

“Cutting knives. What do you think, Master?” Xiao An's right hand swayed gently with Liuzhi, and the skeletal beads returned to his wrist.

“It turns out that this is the Cutting Knife. There is an infinite amount of magic in it. Thank you, Qibao. ”

The Seven Treasures monk rose up and held his hands together ten times to pay a deep prayer to Xiao An.

“Masters don't have to be polite.” Xiao 'an, step aside.

“I was wronged for centuries. I was greedy and I didn't know it. I also moved my arrogance and broke the ring of false speech. Thanks to Daoist, I woke up with a knife.” The Seven Treasures Monk Wang was ashamed.

Without knowing the magical power of the chopper, Li Qingshan would have suspected that Xiao 'an had broken the head of the Seven Treasures monk. This effect is simply fantastic.

If it were him, it would be easy to kill the Seven Treasures monk, but he would surely make the great enemy of Ling Guo Temple. Even if he did not, the Seven Treasures monk would surely return with grievances, and since then he has an additional enemy.

Li Qingshan was never afraid of getting angry with people, but he also hated trouble. Xiao 'an's knife really meant to cut off the troubles.

“I went back to Linguo Temple to close my mind and said goodbye.” The king of the Seven Treasures sighed.

“Brother Qibao, go well.” The fearless monk was anxious to ask about the chopping knife and had no intention of saving the Seven Treasures Monk.

Before the trip, King Qibao told Li Qingshan: “Even though you are not the Demon King, you are not from the Buddha Gate. Prince Qingqing resembles you deeply, so do yourself! ”

“Master, don't worry, the man has no vengeance, these are the jumping clowns, sooner or later he will be cut to the knife!” Li Qingshan Road.

King Qibao looked deeply at Li Qingshan and said to Xiao 'an: “The monk's seal will soon arrive. The gates of Ling Guo Temple are always open for you!” Then they went over the sky, much lower profile than when they came.

“Yes, where did you get this knife?” The Qibao monk king had just left, and the fearless monk asked urgently.

“Fearless Abbot, this is no place to talk.” Xiao Andao.

So a few people came to Dae-xiong's palace, and Xiao An pulled out the knife and handed it to the fearless monk.

The fearless monk took over the knife in both hands, his heart was so excited, all his heart was attracted by the knife in his hand, muttered: “Surely, it is the knife! ”

No wonder he is so excited, the meaning of the chopper to Tianlong Zen Court is too great, even though ten Buddha pieces are not comparable.

“This knife was given to me by King Golden Cicada.” Xiao Andao.

“King Golden Cicada!” The fearless monk removed his eyes from the knife, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, a name that Tianlong Zen Court could not forget.

“Why would he give it to you? ”

“In exchange for" Tianlong Zen ".” Xiao Andao.

“You!”

The fearless monk pointed his finger at Xiao 'an. If the ordinary disciple dares to pass on the supremacy of Tianlong Zen Court to King Jin Cicada Ling, he will directly arrest him and take it. Even if he retrieves the annoying knife, he will be heavily punished.

“If a disciple violates the rules of the door, ask the Abbot to punish him.” Xiao Andao.

“That's it, you can get this knife back. It's also a great credit to Tianlong Zen Court. It's a match for merit! ”

After hesitation, the fearless monk finally waved his hand helplessly. Though important, the precepts of cleansing cannot remain unchanged. As an abbot, he must first consider the ten-year foundation of Tianlong Zen Court. There is no reason to self-destruct the Great Wall.

And thinking about it, if King Golden Cicada offers him such a condition, he should also think about it. In his capacity as Xiao An, he is already qualified to make such a decision on behalf of Tianlong Zen Court, so he is in a good mood.

“I didn't just change the knife.” Xiao An added.

“What else?” The fearless monk said.

“And the life of King Flying Locust.” Xiao Andao.

“What!”

“The Golden Cicada Spirit will soon rise, and I have informed the Flying Locust King about it. ”

Xiao 'an's words are simple, but no one here is stupid, and he immediately outlines the general plan in his mind:

The Locust King's hatred for the King of the Golden Cicada Spirit is deep. When the King of the Golden Cicada Spirit ascends, the Locust King must do whatever it takes to stop it. As long as he lays down the Tianluo network, he can certainly kill it, and the vengeance between Tianlong Zen House and the King of the Golden Cicada Spirit for thousands of years may also be broken.

Li Qingshan looked at Xiaoan with surprise. This was completely different from the original plan. If everything was as expected, they could totally stay out of the way and watch the Great Brothers of Qingzhou surround the King of Sky Locusts without taking any risks.

When the fearless monk was vibrated, he returned the knife to Xiao 'an: “You did a great job! ”