Traversed three thousand worlds at the same time

Temple of the Golden Mountain.

This is the home of Fahai, located on Jinshan in the northwest of Zhenjiang.

There is a story about the Shui Man Jinshan Temple in the biography of the White Snake, which was made by Bai Suzhen to save Xu Xian.

However, Bai Suzhen still didn't know Xu Xian, and Xu Xian was not forced by Fahai to become a monk. Instead, he ran away with the magic weapon that Fahai blew up, so this flood of Jinshan would naturally not happen.

However, it must be said that the Jinshan Temple is indeed one of the four Buddhist temples in this mortal world.

When I saw Jinshan Temple from a distance, the first thing I saw was the Buddha's light soaring to the sky, but when Xu Xian looked carefully, he could see strands of black energy hidden under the Buddha's light, which seemed to be demonic energy, but disappeared in a flash.

"What is this?" Xu Xian frowned slightly.

He wanted to get closer to Jinshan Temple to see more clearly, but as soon as he approached, Chang Jiudao's voice came from the Xuanqi chessboard on his body: "My son, this Buddha light is too powerful, and the Xuanqi chessboard has been broken and cannot stop the power of the Buddha light. , My soul is not yet completely stabilized. If I get closer, I will be dissipated under the light of the Buddha."

Xu Xian pinched a magic trick, placed a layer of aura defense outside the Xuanqi chessboard, blocking the Buddha's light.

Chang Jiudao felt much better, and said, "Thank you, son."

"No need." Xu Xian just finished speaking.

A burst of shouting sounded from a distance: "Ghost! What a ghost repairer, dare to be so bold and appear near my Jinshan Temple! Give me life!"

The person who came was not Fahai, but was also a monk from Jinshan Temple. He had a delicate face, but he made an angry gesture of King Kong, holding a golden bowl in his hand and approached Xu Xian.

Xu Xian directly ignored this.

Even the magic weapon of Fahai’s robes could not hold Xu Xian, let alone a little monk of Jinshan Temple in the realm of Qihua God. His golden bowl was too far behind the level of the demon descending bowl that was smashed by Xu Xian’s two fists. .

The golden bowl covered Xu Xian's body, and Xu Xian didn't even move his fingers. On the contrary, the golden bowl exploded completely because it could not bear Xu Xian's body.

Xu Xian said, "Fahai, let him get out and see me!"

"Sure enough! It's really good! No wonder you dare to appear outside the gate of my Jinshan Temple, but how dare you yell so, let my Jinshan Temple abbot get out to see you!"

The little monk's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly squeezed a law decision, called the uncle and uncle in the Jinshan Temple, while taking out a string of rosary beads from his arms, he drank: "Ghost, you destroy my magic weapon, today I am spiritual Chiben will fight you for three hundred rounds here!"

Xu Xian was a little speechless.

Is this monk still called Lingzhi?Xu Xian felt that it should be called Lingque, lack of heart and eyes, this is not it!

Doesn't this guy tell the difference between the enemy and us?

There must be at least a dozen Fahai gaps between Monk Lingzhi and Xu Xian. Do you dare to charge directly?

Chang Jiudao's voice sounded in Xu Xian's ears: "The son, the monk at Jinshan Temple looks like this from top to bottom. The last time the son was able to force Fahai to explode the magic weapon to escape, I already think it's incredible."

"That's incredible. Isn't it the essence of human beings to seek good fortune and avoid evil?" Xu Xian stretched out a finger to block the rosary. With a flick of his finger, the rosary shattered.

Lingzhi spouted a mouthful of blood, and then rushed up again in Xu Xian's surprised eyes.

"I always feel like I am a villain now."

Xu Xian said silently in his heart, but this time Lingzhi was not beaten by him again, but was attracted by a Buddha light.

Five rays of light flew out from the gate of the Jinshan Temple, revealing the appearance of five great monks, all of whom were cultivated above the realm of refining the gods, but none of them were in the realm of refining the virtual and combining the Tao.

One of the big monks with yellow beards grabbed Lingzhi's hands and chanted a Buddha's name in his mouth, and a green light fell on Lingzhi, and the injuries he had broken because of the magical treasure had healed.

Lingzhi said to the five great monks: "Uncle Master, Uncle Master! Quickly kill this person, this person is a ghost repair!"

"Ghost repair?" The great monk whose earlobe fell on his shoulder scanned Xu Xian up and down, frowning: "I think his body's mana is like thunder and righteousness, and it will last forever. This person's cultivation is an upright thunder method. How could it be ghost repair?"

"Uncle Master, I have seen this person with a ghostly air, indicating that this person must have a very strong secret technique, or have a ghost weapon in his hand, and this person has used to speak loudly before injuring me and let the abbot get out. See him!" Lingzhi said immediately.

"So that's the case." The big monk with big earlobes straightened his face and said to Xu Xian: "Father Daoist, although my nephew is young, I believe he is not a liar. I also ask the Daoist friend to prove that he is not a ghost cultivator. , And, let go of your storage bag and let me wait and search again!"

Although the words of the great monk seemed polite, they were actually extremely domineering. For every cultivator, there must be his own wealth in his storage bag. How could it be possible for others to check it at will.

But the saying is really worthy of being a monk under Fahai, and even this domineering appearance and words are almost the same.

When Fahai wanted to forcibly take Xu Xian to Jinshan Temple, what he said was not similar.

Xu Xian laughed directly, and then his face gradually became cold: "Proof? Why should I prove to you? What kind of thing are you, let Fahai roll out, otherwise today, it will be your Jinshan Temple blood flowing into a river!"

The complexion of the five great monks and one young monk suddenly changed.

The great monk with big earlobes burst out loudly: "So courageous! You really are a ghost repair!"

Another big monk with a red face and beard also shouted: "Let the five of us cast down demons and exterminate demons today!"

The five people showed the magic weapon, and the young monk Lingzhi was also excited to join in, but his magic weapon was destroyed by Xu Xian, so he could only stand behind the five and make a background board.

Xu Xiandao: "I have a question that I want to ask you in particular. I want to ask you why you regard me as a ghost?"

"The enemy of Jinshan Temple is a monster!"

The big red-faced and bearded monk held two sledgehammers in his hands and drank: "Don't fix nonsense with this ghost, let's just kill him!"

Talking.

The five great monks are not talking nonsense, each holding its own magic weapon to call Xu Xian.

"So it turns out that the enemy of your Jinshan Temple is a monster?" Xu Xian laughed: "No wonder I saw your Jinshan Temple hidden devilish energy under the Buddha's light. It turns out that it is your Jinshan Temple monk who has become a demon!"

The five great monks were not affected by Xu Xian's words at all. The five of them cooperated with each other in an extremely tacit understanding. They attacked Xu Xian from five directions, and their body skills were flashing, completely blocking Xu Xian's escape route.

At this moment, Xu Xian pinched a law decision, and from the dantian, eighteen thunder sword qi gushed out.