One Thousand Seven Hundred and Fourteenth Cause and Effect Are Uncertain

With a smile on his face, Shengzi Mingxuan stretched out his hand and swung it violently. The cat-eared girl was slammed against the wall, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Your pair of black star cat eyes are really good. Under the fate of Buddha, you can actually see my heart. That's something that even the abbot of Xuanguang Temple couldn't find out."

Shengzi Mingxuan who walked over step by step, his gentle demeanor, in the eyes of the cat girl, became extremely scary.

"Tell me, have you seen a stern-faced swordsman in white clothes? If you don't say anything, I'll goug your eyes."

Mingxuan said with a smile, as if joking.

"I saw the answer in your eyes, tell me, where is he?" Ming Xuan approached step by step and asked with a smile.

But at this moment, a branch suddenly appeared above the ground, and it struck towards Mingxuan like lightning.

Shengzi Mingxuan's face changed slightly, and his figure retreated in a flash, barely avoiding it.

With a palm print, all the branches were smashed and turned into boundless tree dust, disturbing and floating in all directions.

But the next moment,

Hundreds of branches sprang out from the ground, each one was a deadly weapon, growing continuously, entangled together, forming a flood dragon, and killed Mingxuan.

"A star-level monster?"

Shengzi Mingxuan frowned slightly, it seemed that the rumors were true, there were indeed demons at the level of Xingjun in the altar.

However, it seems that he is a little restrained, unable to fully display his strength, and the strength he has shown cannot make him retreat in spite of difficulties.

There is a string of Buddhist beads on the right hand, the middle finger and index finger of Shengzi Mingxuan are close together, hanging the beads, forming a handprint, and stretching forward violently.

Wow!

Behind him is a Buddha figure sitting on a lotus platform, also holding a Buddhist bead and clapping a palm.

Under the boundless mighty power, the terrifying flood dragon with entangled branches shattered into pieces, turning into sawdust all over the sky, floating down like white snow.

Shengzi Mingxuan was in it, standing buoyantly, with an outstanding demeanor and an indescribable demeanor.

At this moment, the cat girl was standing on the courtyard wall, looking coldly at Shengzi Mingxuan. Entering the temple, regardless of the strength of the opponent, the cat girl will not be afraid of the opponent.

"Son of the evil Buddha, let's go, don't let the dirt all over your body contaminate this ancient cloud temple."

The cat girl said coldly, expressionless.

Shengzi Mingxuan smiled and said: "Interesting, born in response to a catastrophe, a demon born unclean, actually considers himself the master of the temple."

"Buddhas are born with a heart, and all things are predestined to become a Buddha. You are nothing more than a gold and jade appearance, but you are rotten inside, and you use evil methods to temper your body. Let me see how you will destroy the mortal body in the future and achieve the dharma body."

The cat girl didn't wash or get angry, she still looked at Shengzi Mingxuan coldly, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"Arguing with me about Buddhism? Unfortunately, I don't have time to argue with you now. I will use a faster method."

Shengzi Mingxuan smiled lightly, fiddled with the Buddha beads in his hand, and recited the scriptures in his mouth: "As I heard, all living beings are guilty of sins, the Buddha's teachings are boundless, universal salvation of all living beings, cause and effect, born immortal..."

"You want to save me?"

The girl with cat ears showed a mocking sneer. Is this person too naive? If you want to save her, you must at least have a cultivation base in the sea of ​​clouds.

But in a blink of an eye, the cat girl's complexion changed drastically,

The scriptures that kept echoing in his ears escaped into the soul of his sea of ​​consciousness.

A hint of mania appeared inexplicably in her body, her bright eyes were pure black, and a little bit bloody.

Shengzi Mingxuan is not trying to save her, but to use the scriptures to arouse the dirty blood that demons are born with.

The monsters in the world are all formed after the destruction of the Immortal Era, and they were born with the aura of fairy spirits. This is the so-called birth in response to the catastrophe.

But the era of Immortal Dao was destroyed, the Six Realms of Reincarnation disappeared, the world was in chaos, and the spirit aura was already impure. No demon could get rid of the tainted spirit aura in his blood.

Some serious ones are even more tyrannical by nature, making a living by killing, and they can't get rid of it no matter what.

This is the original sin of demons, born in response to a calamity, and born unclean.

The cat girl became more and more terrifying, her whole body was filled with a thick layer of blood, which was particularly strange.

With a roar, the cat-eared girl jumped off the courtyard wall with the greatest willpower, not daring to stop Shengzi Mingxuan.

Shengzi Mingxuan withdrew his hands and snorted coldly, a deep disdain flashed between his brows.

Boom!

The gate of the courtyard was forcibly smashed, Shengzi Mingxuan forced his way in, his eyes swept, sensing Xiao Chen's distance.

But in this place, there is an irreversible will, which interferes with his mental power, making him unable to sense it successfully.

"The power of this divine vein state has at least opened six orifices, otherwise the remaining will will not be so strong."

Whispering to himself, Shengzi Mingxuan shook his head, chose to give up, glanced around, and said coldly: "Come out, don't hide, I will solve it once."

As soon as the words fell, the stone table in the courtyard was continuously deformed and condensed into a humanoid stone monster.

Three unremarkable grasses on the ground swayed gently and turned into two cool young women. From the bamboo forest in the distance, a handsome man walked out, holding a long sword.

On the old withered tree, three black crows landed and turned into three strange men covered with feathers.

"You are not welcome in this place, please leave."

The stone monster spoke in a rough voice.

"Whispering."

Shengzi Mingxuan waved his hand, waving a strong and dazzling Buddha light, blasting the stone monster into countless rubble, scattered on the ground.

Without saying a word, the other monsters shot at the same time and besieged Shengzi Mingxuan.

The gravel scattered on the ground, gathered with difficulty a little bit, did not die just yet.

On the other side, the cat girl was full of pain, trying to suppress the aura of violence in her body, and she came to the back of the temple, on an ancient wall, with blood all over her body.

Withered and yellow branches hanging down from the wall, this is where the Xingjun-level dryad is located.

"Grandpa Tree, the people with innocent and dark hearts in the ancient Buddha's prophecy have all appeared." The cat-eared girl said reluctantly leaning against the wall with a painful expression.

An old face appeared on the wall, and a few weeping willows fell down, soothing the cat girl's irritable heart.

"The demon blood in your body was completely drawn out by the son of the evil Buddha, and became the end of your destiny, almost exactly as it was said in the prophecy. It depends on your choice, whether you choose a swordsman with a heart of a child, or that Even the body of Qinglian Saintess can resolve your calamity."

The cat girl asked strangely: "The body of Saint Qinglian?"

The Qinglian Sect is born out of Taoism and Buddhism, and believes in the Inanimate Mother. It has great power and many believers, but it is not favored by Taoism and Buddhism. The so-called "responsive body" is similar to Taoism's external incarnation, but it is different.

Yingshen is randomly born with different emotions according to the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of all beings in the world. The character of Yingshen may be completely different from that of the real body, and they are not the same person at all.

It is rumored that the patriarch of the Qinglian sect had three thousand corresponding bodies, and practiced in the world at the same time.

The old face on the wall said in a low voice, "It's the woman who came with the swordsman. No matter who you choose, you can resolve this disaster."

The cat girl nodded: "I understand."

After thinking for a moment, she had an answer and left the place quickly.

Grandpa Shu had already reached the end of his life, and he couldn't make a move with all his strength, and couldn't stop the son of the evil Buddha. Staying here for too long will only lead to disaster, which is not what she wants.

In front of the Hall of Wisdom.

When Wang Chu was at the critical point of life and death, he held a sword in his hand. Although he tried his best, he was still beaten and bruised by many monks. Zhenxuan didn't make a move at all.

Mighty and unyielding!

The Confucian sacred words were used again, but Wang Chu was horrified to find that his aura of awe-inspiring had not improved.

"Mighty can't be bent, mighty can't be bent..." His face was full of panic, fear and puzzlement: "How could this happen, how could this happen."

Might cannot be subdued, Confucian sacred words, once mastered. It is one of the life-saving means for Confucian disciples, and it is extremely difficult to practice successfully.

Wang Chu is very talented, and he succeeded in practicing half a year ago, but now he finds that he can't use it anymore.

For no reason, Xiao Chen's words came to mind. Confucianism's arrogance emphasizes frankness, and even if there are any plots or tricks, they must be said openly.

Xiao Chen said that he was narrow-minded, but he still pretended to be magnanimous, and he was not fearless at all.

He disdained it at the time, but now it is right in his words. After he killed his fellow disciples, he couldn't even use his mighty power.

"Haha, I was shocked. It turns out that I have been broken, and I can't use Confucianism or Taoism at all."

Zhenxuan laughed loudly, and with a thunderous blow, Wang Chu was completely injured, so he was unable to fight, and said coldly: "Search him."

After a while, several monks said joyfully: "Brother Zhenxuan, he has five tea leaves of Huixin tea and a bottle of Buddhist holy pills in his ring."

Zhenxuan was thoughtful, showing a clear expression: "No wonder, this guy killed his fellow disciples, so his heart was broken."

Wang Chu on the ground looked ugly, feeling extremely ashamed and full of remorse. But the scratch on his chest caused him so much pain that he couldn't even get up at the moment.

Zhenxuan collected the tea leaves, distributed the elixir to others, and looked at Wang Chu coldly: "Poor thing, you will fend for yourself, and there is no need to break the precept of killing for you."

Suddenly, his face changed, and he felt a terrible evil spirit. With a sweeping gaze, it happened to be a cat-eared girl who was covered in blood and became more and more full-bodied.

I saw the cat-eared girl with her hands tucked into her sleeves, without even looking at Zhenxuan and her party, she was going to pass them directly.

"You have such a strong demonic aura, you monster, you really have shown your original shape."

Zhenxuan's expression brightened, he majored in merits and virtues, so he should not prescribe the precept of killing rashly. But subjugating demons and eliminating demons just increases merit, which is of great benefit to his practice.

Without even thinking about it, Zhenxuan clapped his arms, and the eagle, bathed in Buddha's light, soared into the sky, and within one step, it killed the cat-eared girl.

"Don't force me!"

The cat-eared girl who was trying to suppress the blood of the demon in her body had an extremely ugly face, seeing Zhenxuan rushing in, she could no longer control it.

A terrifying roar came out from his mouth, the sound waves vibrated, and the temples in all directions trembled endlessly. Many monks behind him fell to the ground at the same time, covering their ears in pain.

The palm hidden in the sleeve stretched out like lightning, and each nail was scarlet, half a foot long, and extremely sharp.

The second strike came first, piercing Zhenxuan's chest with one stroke, and then he grabbed Zhenxuan violently, crushing Zhenxuan's heart.

His heart was shattered, the evil spirit invaded, and Zhenxuan's vitality quickly dissipated. He was full of unwillingness to look at the bloody, cat-eared girl with a terrifying face.

Then he collapsed powerlessly, dying with regret.

Many monks in the rear turned pale with fright, shouted in horror, and fled in all directions.

A white figure quietly descended, and Xiao Chen held the relic beads, just in time to see the scene where the cat-eared girl killed Zhenxuan.

The cat-eared girl looked at Xiao Chen with red eyes, paused for a moment, then flashed away quickly, and went straight to the rear of the temple.

Could it be that the person she chooses to resolve her doom is not Xiao Chen?