The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 662

When the little red bird flew against the wind in the Qianli wind corridor, an old man with sparse hair and a bad red nose went to Guocheng temple, or back to Guocheng temple.

Zen is in the snow field. The old abbot has passed away. Now Guocheng temple can really suppress evil sects. The expert is the mountain gate array.

But somehow, this big array is of no use to that bad old man as it was more than a hundred years ago.

This ugly and impressive old man is naturally the ancestor of Xuanyin.

The old ancestor entered Guocheng temple through the back door, found the kitchen that had fried vegetables for several years, opened a hidden cage, brought out the still warm stewed pig's feet, took a beautiful bite and said vaguely: "for so many years, I still can only hide in these places."

The next moment, his face suddenly changed, his eyes filled with sadness, slowly spit out a broken tooth, no longer had the mood to eat, put the stewed pig's hoof back, and said to the smiling old monk, "don't laugh."

The old monk smiled and said, "the abbot used to say that we should laugh at human affairs and get used to it."

"This has happened many times, but I'm still not used to it."

Old Xuanyin touched his dozens of hair with an oily hand, looked at the old monk and said, "you are also the first person in the lecture hall?"

The old monk is the head of the lecture hall of Guocheng temple. In the absence of Zen, he is the person with the highest generation and status in Guocheng temple.

"When I first entered the temple, I followed the abbot to learn sutras." The head of the lecture hall smiled and said.

Father Xuanyin simply sat down, pulled his finger and said, "you are the first one in the former law hall. There must be many more. Isn't this Guocheng Temple his? Why do real people still make such trouble? "

The head of the lecture hall sighed and said, "the disciples are incompetent and low-level. They can't help the abbot."

Xuanyin didn't agree and said, "your realm is really worse than my hundred one, but it's also a powerful person in Guocheng temple."

The head of the lecture hall said, "it's always not as good as Zen, let alone Cao Yuan."

Master Xuanyin suddenly changed the subject and said, "are you ready?"

"In my life, I'm not good at Buddhism, and my level is low. I spend all my time studying the mantra array."

The head of the lecture hall smiled and said, "no one is more familiar with the mantra array by the Tongtian well than me."

"What are you waiting for?" Xuanyin rubbed his red nose and said, "let's go."

The sea breeze blew the sparse hair and the hairless head. This is when we came to the Bank of the East China Sea and stood by the gloomy Tongtian well.

Old Xuanyin stood by the cliff, looked down at the dark part of his eyes, said expressionless, "the mantra array here is so powerful, are you sure you can break it?"

"As I said, I spent my whole life studying how to break this array." The head of the lecture hall said, "of course, there are many in this mantra array arranged by Shuiyue nunnery, which is beyond my ability."

When the voice fell, a nun of Shuiyue nunnery came out from the cliff and looked at Xuanyin's old ancestor and said expressionless, "after breaking this mantra array, sir will gather his life's magic skills and break the thirty-three heavy heaven in the Tongtian well from the seabed. You should know what will happen at that time. Are you sure you won't be soft?"

Master Xuanyin laughed loudly and said, "I just like the way you decent experts ridicule me for being ruthless enough."

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The wind of the thousand mile wind corridor.

Water in the East China Sea.

What else do you need?

Both of them are the most important channels from the celestial continent to the underworld.

But when it comes to channels, the most famous and largest is in the depths of the sea.

There is a huge vortex called Mingquan secret place.

The thunder soul wood of Qingshan sect comes from here.

One morning in early winter, a shrill roar penetrated the roar of falling water and spread out far into the sea.

I don't know how long it took, the calm sea suddenly swelled, and a huge shadow could be seen under the water.

Then, countless white water lines appeared on the sea.

Those shadows and white lines are the traces of monsters.

In the past countless years, the underworld has secretly bred and driven many monsters to come here in order to bring chaos to the mainland.

All the monsters hidden in the muddy water died under the sword of Liu CI more than a hundred years ago, but there are still a large number of monsters in the boundless sea.

Today, with that roar, all the monsters came to the vortex, slowly appeared, looked at the little black spot in the sky, and expressed their absolute submission.

That little black spot is more like a thin black line, because the tail feather of Yin Feng is really a little long.

It flies between the virtual world and the real, looking down at the monsters on the sea with indifferent eyes, as if it were a king in the world.

Even if it is the Castle Peak garrison of heaven, it can't summon and control these powerful monsters, let alone order these monsters to throw themselves into the vortex for blood sacrifice that day. The reason why it can summon so many monsters here is that its howling has the mark of the spirit branded by the Taiping immortal, and more because there are countless tiny runes hidden in the beautiful feathers blown by the vigorous wind, which are constantly falling on the sea.