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Watching King Ming dissipate a little bit like desertification, the monks in the entire Daming Temple widened their eyes and showed horror, and at the same time they also felt a sense of fear.

The three old monks kept bowing to the Buddha in the direction where the statue of King Ming dispersed. All the monks just sat on the ground and recited the King Ming Sutra silently, regardless of whether they were afraid or not.

It wasn't until King Ming's body was completely dissipated that the three old monks raised their heads, turned to face Jiyuan, and bowed respectfully and bowed to the Buddha.

"Excellent Daming King Buddha, immortal chief, monks of Daming Temple..."

Ji Yuan nodded slightly towards the old monk.

"Don't worry, the abbot, Ji will keep all the masters safe."

Although this voice is not loud, it is soft in the range of Daming Temple beside the boat, so that every monk who is hesitant or at a loss can clearly hear it.

When talking to someone, Ji Yuan said to Prince Ming that he has a sense of whether or not Lu Shan-jun is right, but most of these monks were obviously frightened, and what Ji Yuan wanted to hear most was what Ji Yuan said now.

During the speech, Ji Yuan also looked at Jue Ming who was not far away. I really want to say that the current Jue Ming of Zhao Long in the past, apart from the shaved degree, the change is the smallest among the nine heroes of that year, and it is better than the well-maintained Luo. The frost is even smaller.

Well, although Jue Ming looks like a middle-aged monk, to be honest, in Ji Yuan's memory, Zhao Long was also very anxious at the beginning, obviously in his early twenties, but it would look similar to now. Deputy middle-aged appearance.

Even now, Jue Ming is still reciting sutras, not like other monks around him who recite sutras because King Ming is like turning the soil into sand, but has been reciting it for a while until now, including the previous magic, Buddhist, and immortal methods. The huge movement of the supernatural power confrontation also failed to affect him.

The power of King Ming is still slowly flowing out from his body, but since the river emerged just now, there is only a trickle, and the direction of the drift is only scattered into the Daming Temple, because the statue of King Ming sitting on the ground has disappeared.

When Ji Yuan was carefully observing Monk Jue Ming, Lu Shanjun over there had already stood up again.

Previously, King Ming's Dafa of Suppressing the Mountain and Conquering Demons was really powerful. In the end, the mountain turned from virtual to solid. It was a real thousand-fold giant peak, and it was irresistible. If it was just Lu Shanjun himself, I was afraid that he would be smashed down the mountain in one fell swoop, and he would be seriously injured if he did not die. , and there will be two golden armored warriors to help each other, and they still almost crush them.

Fortunately, in the next instant, the immortal sword has already shown its edge, splitting the giant mountain transformed by the Dharma.

At this moment, Lu Shanjun glanced left and right at the two golden armored warriors around him. The two warriors were extremely burly at the moment, but their red faces were solemn. If you move, just the hammer arm stands there, and what you look at brings a kind of oppressive power visually.

Seeing that the warrior was still, Lu Shanjun shook his hair and jumped over the mountain hundreds of feet away. With a lot of demon energy that had already subsided, he easily crossed an arc, and then very softly fell into the Daming Temple. The messy square fell a dozen feet behind Ji Yuan.

After landing, the huge monster body gradually shrank in the misty light, and finally turned into a young man in a pale yellow cloud pattern robe.

Lu Shanjun bowed his hands respectfully towards Ji Yuan.

"Lu Shanjun has seen Mr.!"

Ji Yuan looked away from Jue Ming, turned around and nodded to Lu Shanjun.

"If it wasn't for the incarnation of King Ming, I wouldn't show up today, so just pretend I'm not here."

"Yes!"

After Lu Shanjun complied with his promise, he put away his salute, scanned the surrounding monks, glanced at three helpless old monks, and finally looked at Zhao Long, who was still chanting sutras.

He didn't ask Ji Yuan if he should let Zhao Long go, and he didn't even say anything superfluous. Lu Shanjun knew the character of his teacher. One was one, so he didn't have any idea of ​​changing his plan.

Now, the entire monastery has only the sound of chanting sutras from Zhao Long alone, except for the sound of the wind, and it seems to be even more quiet. Lu Shanjun, Jiyuan, and all the monks are just waiting quietly.

It wasn't until a long time passed that there was no more King Ming's power flowing out of Monk Jue Ming, and the continuous sound of chanting sutras stopped.

Monk Jue Ming opened his eyes, turned his eyes, and saw that the temple square was in a mess, but except for the square, this temple that has lived for many years has not been damaged too much. tile.

Standing up, Jue Ming looked around, but he didn't find the huge monster. Instead, he saw Ji Yuan at a glance. After being slightly stunned, he asked uncertainly.

"Are you... Mr. Ji?"

Ji Yuan smiled and nodded lightly at him.

"Should I call you Zhao Long or Master Jue Ming?"

"Sir, you can call me whatever you want..."

Facing Ji Yuan, Jue Ming was still a little ashamed. When he said that, he wanted to salute, but because of his habits over the years, he subconsciously folded his hands and performed a Buddhist salute.

Then he looked up and saw the strange man not far behind Ji Yuan, his eyes met, and Jue Ming vaguely understood that this should be Lu Shanjun.

At this moment, Lu Shanjun took a few steps forward and walked to Jue Ming.

Now no monks will stop him, even the three old monks not far away have closed their eyes.

"Zhao Long, have you changed your mind?"

The middle-aged monk in front of him exhaled a long breath and answered the question in an authentic way.

"I'm not a courageous person. I can't take what I should take, and I can't let go of what I should put. I don't know what to choose in the face of fame and fortune. The monastery is in such a situation, this life is ridiculous!"

Jue Ming showed a wry smile and a sense of relief. He bowed to Lord Lu Shan and said as a monk.

"Master Lu, please give me a death."

When the voice fell, Jue Ming's Buddhist salute just bent ninety degrees and didn't get up.

The breeze blew through the monastery, and the entire Xiaoliang Mountain was very quiet.

Lu Shanjun took a few more steps, tidied up his sleeves, and folded his fists towards Monk Jue Ming.

In the eyes of the entire Daming Temple monks, in front of Ji Yuan, this picture was frozen for a few breaths of time, and then Lu Shanjun straightened up, with a yellow and black shadow covering the light, and the shadow finally turned into a giant mouth.

Monk Jue Ming raised his head, held his breath and opened his eyes wide, watching the **** mouth getting bigger and bigger, then his eyes darkened and he completely lost consciousness.

Many monks who were still in a daze trembled in their hearts, watching the monster's giant mouth devour Jue Ming at once. In addition to the inevitable fright, they also had some special insights in their hearts.

The three old monks only opened their eyes at this time, and after saying "good", they lowered their heads and recited the scriptures.

Ji Yuan glanced at them and whispered something.

"Daming Temple is very lucky."

In the distance, the two golden armored warriors had already crossed the outer wall of the temple and walked into the square.

At present, Jiyuan has a total of six golden armored warriors in his hands. After the initial three-day and three-earth-shattering number of six, Jiyuan felt that it was enough, so he did not increase the number, but chose to use it when he was free. From time to time, incorporate more pieces of paper little by little with more energy.

If you blindly pursued quantity, how could these two warriors have the power they have today.

However, no matter how to improve the quality, the essence of the Golden Armored Warrior is still the same. At this moment, he is not in a hurry and walks in front of Ji Yuan, making a very formulaic salute.

"Your Highness!"

The voice is calm, the expression is indifferent, there is no ups and downs, it is true ignoring anyone.

Saluting to Ji Yuan, but standing on the left and right of Lu Shanjun, obviously still in the previous order.

Lu Shanjun took a few more glances at the two wrestlers. If he hadn't had a certain understanding of the Golden Armored Wrestlers and knew that the Golden Armored Wrestlers had no emotions, he might have thought that the two wrestlers were arrogant.

"Master Abbot, Daming Temple destroyed a meditation room, a corner of the courtyard wall, and also destroyed a square. These two warriors have no other advantages, but they have such strength. How about helping you rebuild the temple together? ?"

The abbot of Daming Temple raised his head to look at the two golden-armored warriors beside Ji Yuan. The latter also swept to the old monk because of Ji Yuan's words.

In the eyes of the old monk, the two wrestlers had almost the same demeanor. Not to mention turning around, they didn't even move their heads. They raised their heads and lowered their eyes and squinted. They didn't blink or turn their eyes. There was a very strong sense of contempt, which was also psychological. bring more pressure.

Seeing that the word "unwilling" was almost written on Li Shi's face, how could the old monk be ignorant.

"Thank you for your kindness. My Daming Temple has not been severely damaged. It was damaged a little. The monks repaired it as a daily practice. It will be restored in less than half a month. Don't bother the two gods."

Ji Yuan looked at the Golden Armored Lux, shook his head and didn't say much. It was inconvenient for him to tell the secret of Lux in front of outsiders.

"If that's the case, then Ji will leave first."

Seeing that Ji Yuan was leaving, Lu Shanjun was also a little nervous.

"Sir, where are you going? You came here because I was in trouble, so you came here to help me?"

Ji Yuan didn't want to say that he followed him all the way, so Lu Shan-jun would be a little bit at a loss if he wasn't sure.

"I was overseas before, and I knew you had transformed. Come back and see. I still have something to do, so I will go ahead and come to me after you finish what you need to do."

While speaking, the two golden armored warriors had turned into two streams of light and flew into Jiyuan's sleeves. Others couldn't even see that they were two pieces of paper.

Lu Shanjun cupped his hands and saluted, said "Yes!", watching Ji Yuan rise into the sky, he couldn't help but shout again.

"gentlemen!"

"Um?"

Ji Yuan paused and looked at Lu Shanjun~www.NovelMTL.com~ The latter touched him, except for some dog-headed gold and silver coins, he only found a dried leaf bag. In desperation, he could only approach In a few steps, hand this dried leaf bag to Ji Yuan.

"Sir...it can be used to make tea..."

"Hahahahaha... I have a heart."

Ji Yuan took the small packet of wolfberry and walked away with a smile. While Lu Shanjun was a little disappointed, he also relaxed a lot. At least his teacher didn't have any opinion on his actions.

Looking around again, as soon as Ji Yuan left, it was obvious that these monks suddenly became extremely nervous.

"Hehe, masters, I was offended before. Lu destroyed a meditation room and a courtyard wall in the outer courtyard. As for the square, it came from the hands of King Zuodiming."

Having said that, Lu Shanjun took out a silver ingot that must be at least 12 taels from his arms, stretched out his hand and handed it to the abbot of Daming Temple.

"This is compensation, please accept it from Master Abbot."

"No, no, I will repair it later, no need for compensation from the Lu donor..."

The old monk immediately refused, and Lu Shanjun said it again in a more serious tone.

"Please, abbot, zhang, master, teacher, accept it!"

"This, it's good, King Buddha, Daming, thank you Lord Lu!"

The old monk saw sweat on his forehead and did not dare to delay any longer, so he took the money and returned to the Buddha.

"Well, I'm gone, maybe you can see Monk Jue Ming in the future, don't worry about it now."

After speaking, Lu Shanjun rose up against the wind, flew out of Xiaoliangshan, looked back at Daming Temple, and then fled away.

It wasn't until a long time later that the monks at Daming Temple breathed a sigh of relief.