Empress: My senior brother is too salty

"If you don't go up, I will do it first."

The lynx glanced in the direction of Jifeng vaguely.

That guy should be watching.

Hope he can make a move.

Otherwise, I really have to explain here.

A dagger appeared in Lynx's hand, his body turned into a streamer, and he came to Wuxin's side in the blink of an eye.

Wuxin smiled slightly, and chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, and the golden light behind his head suddenly shot up.

Boom!
An illusory Honglu bell enveloped him.

"Golden bell jar?"

Lynx frowned, noticing something was wrong with the big clock, and hastily withdrew his sword.

But her speed was still too fast, even if she retracted the sword in time, the tip of the sword still brushed against the surface of the big clock.

Bang!
A violent rebound came from the big clock.

Lynx was caught off guard and was blown away by the big clock.

"Amitabha, the dust-slashing demon king, took the lead in attacking the little monk, what else do you have to say?"

Zhao Wou-ki sighed softly.

Wuxin is no longer the one she met for the first time.

His heart has been filled with revenge.

Sure enough, the quality of the half-demon is poor, and he cannot be compared with the eminent monk of the human race.

"Brothers, take this jade pendant. If Xiaohua and I are in any danger, take the jade pendant to Bury Sword Valley, find the tombstone under the locust tree, and dig out the patriarch inside."

"Digging for the Patriarch?" Fenghua and the others were stunned when they heard this.

"Brother, what is the use of digging up the bones of the ancestor?"

"I have to go again, and don't worry about any problems. I will bear all the consequences."

Zhao Wuji said a word, took out the sky-level long sword, and came to Lynx's side.

"Wuxin walks as a Buddhist. He should have cultivated the highest six supernatural powers of Buddhism. I don't know how many kinds of supernatural powers he possesses."

With a solemn expression, Zhao Wuji opened his mouth to discuss with Lynx.

"No matter which one of the six supernatural powers you practice, it will be troublesome."

Lynx nodded in agreement, and said: "Except for the power of the foot, the power of the ear, and the power of the eye in Hanshan Temple, the other three powers have been put away by the abbot, and they cannot practice at will even if they are walking."

After a pause, Lynx continued: "Even if these three supernatural powers are not something ordinary people can cultivate, they need a very strong Buddha's heart and Dharma to master them. Looking at Wuxin's Dharma practice, I feel that he has only mastered one."

"Would that be the one?"

Zhao Wuji frowned.

Lynx looked at Wu Xin thoughtfully, and said firmly, "Sky Eye."

"Why?" Zhao Wuji was surprised.

Lynx laughed and said, "Tianyantong is also called Wisdom Eye. It can observe the cause and effect of all things. If Wuxin can follow the cause and effect to find it, there is a high probability that it is Tianyantong."

Zhao Wuji suddenly realized, and looked at Wuxin.

I found that Wuxin was also looking at them.

The next moment, Wuxin disappeared in place.

"Amitabha, two fellow Taoists, what if the little monk is more than clairvoyant?"

An unintentional voice came from behind the two of them.

Lynx's heart tightened, and she exclaimed, "Shenzuo?"

Zhao Wuji also reacted immediately, the two figures moved and immediately disappeared in place.

But Wuxin followed behind them like a gangrene.

Wuxin stretched out her palm lightly, a golden light emerged from the palm, and patted behind the two of them.

"puff!"

Zhao Wou-ki and Lynx spit out a mouthful of blood together.

The two looked at each other in horror.

"Pure Land!"

Got it!

Zhao Wuji's heart tightened, and he hurriedly shouted to Fenghua and the others: "Quickly go to Bury Sword Valley!"

When the peak masters heard these words, they immediately set off and rushed into the sect.

Wuxin ignored the peak masters and smiled slightly at the two of them.

"Amitabha, you two fellow Taoists, use whatever means you can, I will accept everything."

"Monster!"

Lynx wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, with angry eyes flashing in his eyes.

She can now be sure that Wu Xin is the baby brought back by Ming Guang.

In the battle that year, Minghui was seriously injured and collapsed after returning home.

All because of the invasion of the Northern Demon Emperor.

If it weren't for this, Minghui wouldn't be sitting down, and she wouldn't be wandering in the world of cultivating immortals.

Wuxin looked at the lynx with a smile: "Amitabha, it's all the Taoists who stole the lynx from this temple. For the safety of Yuan Yizong, please kill yourself."

"Humph!"

Lynx snorted coldly and didn't speak.

Zhao Wuji shook his long sword, and said: "Xiao Hua, let's go together?"

"can!"

Lynx nodded and took the lead.

Zhao Wuji followed closely behind, his cultivation at the Chenchen Realm exploded at this moment, desperately killing Wuxin.

Wuxin stood still, and Honglu Dazhong covered him.

Seeing this, Lynx and Zhao Wou-ki gritted their teeth and hit the Honglu bell with all their strength.

when!
……

The bell rang throughout the Yuan Dynasty.

The disciples in the sect thought it was the ringing of the mountain bell.

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear the follow-up, so I continued with the action in my hand.

Burial Sword Valley.

Guping and Fenghua are looking for pagoda trees.

Hearing the ringing of the bell, he was stunned for a moment before reacting.

"Admiralty again."

"Let's speed up, otherwise the senior brother in charge won't be able to hold on."

Several people became anxious, and saw a half-cut stone tablet under an old locust tree.

"is it this one?"

"The tombstone under the locust tree is the only one that fits the description. Let's dig it out."

"Dig it hard, why don't we worship first?"

"Please give me a hammer, the senior brother in charge is in a critical juncture, it's okay to make up after the work is done."

"Oh."

The peak owners took out their magic weapons and dug up the bottom of the tombstone, revealing the coffin inside.

"Master Patriarch, the disciples have disturbed your purity, please make amends, but Yuan Yizong is really at a critical juncture at this moment, and we only came here because of what the senior brother of the sect master said."

"Offended!"

The peak owners bowed to the coffin.

Gu Ping reached out to take out the coffin and put it on his back.

"Is that all right?"

"It should be, the senior brother didn't explain anything more."

"Then let's go!"

With the coffin on his back, Gu Ping rushed towards the roof, followed by other peak masters.

When the peak masters came to the top platform, they saw a person was blown out and dragged a long gully on the ground before they could barely stop.

"Brother?"

The peak masters took a closer look and found that it was the senior brother who flew upside down, and they were extremely worried.

"Ahem, is that the broken monument under the locust tree?"

Zhao Wuji coughed up a mouthful of blood and asked.

"That's right, that's the one, what should we do next?"

Gu Ping put down the coffin and asked.

Zhao Wou-ki took a deep breath, threw a elixir into his mouth, got up and went to the rooftop.

Take the jade pendant that Gu Ping handed over, and stick it on the coffin.

"Unworthy disciple Zhao Wuji offended Master Uncle today, but the sect is in danger, so please Master Uncle to help."

click!
There was the sound of gears turning inside the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the lid was slowly opened, and a decaying breath came out.

"Ho~"

"Who woke me up?"

A hoarse voice came from the coffin.

The lid was completely opened, and the peak owners saw what was inside.

There was a skinny old man lying inside.

The old man looked at them and frowned.

"What year is tonight?"

"Uncle Master, it has been more than 300 years since you fell into a deep sleep, and now the monstrous monk has committed a crime against me, please help me."

Zhao Wou-ki glanced at the lynx that was hanged and beaten, and said hastily.

Hearing this, the old man had a surprised expression on his face: "Monk, Buddhist traitor?"

"No, walking in Buddhism."

"It's a long story, Master Uncle, let's make a move, otherwise Yuan Yizong will be gone."

The peak masters hastily urged.

The old man's Adam's apple moved, and he stood up straight from the coffin.

The moment he saw Wuxin, the old man exclaimed: "What a strong demonic aura, how does the old bald donkey of Hanshan Temple use a half-monster as a Buddhist gate? It's really getting more and more depraved."

Sensing the old man's aura, Wuxin stopped what he was doing and looked over.

"Half-step pure land?"

"Is this your trump card?"

The old man and Wuxin looked at each other with solemn expressions: "Pure Land first level, but the breath is not stable, it should be pushed up by the elixir."

"The one pushed up is also the pure land, master uncle, do you have a solution?"

Zhao Wuji asked with a bitter face.

The old man shook his head lightly: "My lifespan has reached its limit, and I fell into a state of tortoise's breath before I died. It is to prevent the sect from being unable to deal with it. Dig me out and let me give the sect a final blow with all my strength."

"It's just a young monk who has just broken through to the Pure Land Realm. The old man also killed many monsters in the Pure Land Level [-] back then."

The old man moved his body slightly and let out a long sigh.

"The body of a half-demon is walking in the Buddhist gate, Hanshan Temple, it has fallen."

During the speech, the old man raised his palm.

"Little monk, the old man has a style, I wonder if you dare to try the power?"

Wuxin smiled and said: "Why don't you dare!"