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Yanglong Temple

Ling Li was standing in a Zen room, looking at the old monk lying on the bed with concern.

"Uncle Muqiao Master, how do you feel today? Have you ever been better?"

A few days ago, Muqiao was seriously injured because of resisting the Great Asura Lord. Although he was lucky enough to save his life in the end, he was still bedridden.

Until today.

"Ahem...Amitabha. It's okay, the Buddha felt that the Buddha nature of the monk was not up to standard, and he had never wanted to recruit the monk to serve him."

Muqiao joked, but his face was pale and there was no blood at all.

"Uncle Master...you...hey, you can't joke with the Buddha, Amitabha, sins."

Ling Li clasped his hands together, his pretty face was solemn, and he silently recited the Buddhist scriptures.

"You... are still so old-fashioned. The Buddha is free in the heart of the monk. How could he care about whether he is joking or not?"

"Forget it... help me up. The sun is pretty good today, and it's just right to bask in the sun. My old body is really worse than before."

Muqiao smiled and asked Lingli to support him and walked out of the Zen room.

Looking at the old wooden bridge, Ling Li felt a soreness in his heart. He realized that Buddhism had not yet been sophisticated, had insufficient concentration, and had insufficient mind and nature. He had to change the topic and said, "Uncle Master, why did Master Mu Na not take action that day? If he helped, you would not be deceived by the Great Asura Lord."

"Is it really that important to guard the Abyss of the Snake Cave?"

"There are also masters. She would rather guard Xuanye than come out to help you. What do you think!"

Ling Li was full of confusion and a little resentful, and even questioned his master.

"You don't understand!" Mu Qiao shook her head and did not answer.

This attitude made Ling Li even more depressed. She muttered, "How can I understand if you don't say it?"

Muqiao sighed, thought for a while, and said, "Your uncle Muna, you must know that even if Yanglong Temple is destroyed, he cannot leave the entrance seal. This is the rule that our temple has set since three hundred years ago. Even if the Buddha arrives, it cannot be changed."

"As for your master, don't blame her. Yuanhui is in charge of a temple, and there are too many things that require her to worry about. Xuanye, as the prince of Zhaoyang Kingdom and the younger brother of the current emperor, is even in charge of Zhaoyang Imperial Court and the leader of the imperial court in the contemporary era. If something happens to him, it will be like the destruction of my Yanglong Temple."

"Have you ever thought about your master's difficulties?"

The words of Muqiao made Lingli completely silent.

After a long time, he continued to ask: "Uncle Master...we Yanglong Temple... Is there really a real dragon?"

After experiencing the day and the red fire dragon appeared, how could she not be curious?

True Dragon...

Muqiao's eyes flashed for a moment, but did not answer, but said meaningfully: "Lingli, if one day, a real dragon will appear, but it will destroy my Dragon Dragon Temple? How are you going?"

However, before Lingli could answer, he heard him murmuring: "If this is true, then escape. Leave the Great Wilderness, leave the Kingdom of Zhaoyang, leave the twelve veins of the Ten Kingdoms. How far you are, you will never come back to the ends of the world."

"Just like that bloody rain three hundred years ago. This is my destiny for Yanglong Temple, and it is also us..."

The sound of the wooden bridge suddenly disappeared.

Ling Li was fascinated by hearing this. Seeing this, he looked up at the wooden bridge in confusion, but saw red lights all over the sky, and blood-red clouds covered the sky over a hundred miles like magic signs.

Crazy

The raindrops as big as beans fell in an instant.

A fishy sweetness appeared in the tip of his nose. Ling Li subconsciously touched it with his hands, but saw that his hands were already covered with scarlet red.

"Blood Rain!"

"It's been three hundred years, has the cycle of reincarnation arrived again?"

The sound of the wooden bridge was filled with despair and anxiety.

....

Chiyang City, the city lord's mansion.

The mind is not calm.

I feel uneasy.

Since Xuanye left, Fang Wenshan has been in Chiyang City, and these days have been like the New Year.

First of all, the failure to plan for the True Dragon was not his fault, but the emperor's harsh criticism was inevitable.

In most cases, he would take off the black hat from his head. Even if Xuanye was dealing with it, he would not be sure of any accidents.

Punishment is inevitable.

In fact, this is nothing. As long as he is not allowed to leave Chiyang City, Fang Wenshan has the final say in this huge Chiyang City.

The main reason is that some bastard was a crime, which shook off the news that the court joined forces with evil demons to attack Yanglong Temple, and it was also said that it had a nose and eyes.

The spiritual method means that I did not do this.

For a moment, the public was in an uproar.

Although it was stopped in time, many people were not willing to believe these rumors. Yanglong Temple's unexpected silence and recent behavior of closing the door to thank guests has made people suspicious.

There are already many capable and ambitious scholars, Confucian scholars, Shang sects, Buddhist believers, etc., who openly question the court for this, but they are all refuted by the court saying that it is evil demons and heretics disturbing the court's principles.

"Such pressure will be OK for a while, but it will never be a solution if it lasts for a long time."

Fang Wenshan walked around the window in annoyance, and could not think of a solution to the current situation for a while.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the people in Dahuang are waiting for Yanglong Temple to come forward to explain.

However, Yanglong Temple was indifferent and recalled all monks who were traveling outside to eliminate demons, which led to frequent evil incidents in various places recently.

The public grievances are boiling, like a volcano that is about to erupt. If Yanglong Temple does not come out to explain for a day, the public grievances will accumulate more power and will one day become uncontrollable and will explode completely.

"Damn it... Dahuangluo's foolish people only have Yanglong Temple in their hearts, they have no king's laws, and they don't respect the court. They should be killed!"

"And this Yanglong Temple..."

Fang Wenshan complained all over his stomach, saying that you didn't suffer much loss from Yanglong Temple, but he just lost some face. He had already come to the door to apologize and promised a lot of benefits, but why did he still refuse to forgive him?

I didn't say it and didn't come out to explain it. It was shameless.

"All of them are traitors, everyone can kill them..."

"There are also the idiots in the royal family. Why do everyone dream of becoming an emperor? It's okay to be an emperor, but why do you still have to plan the dream of a real dragon?"

Fang Wenshan complained in his heart. He really didn't understand what the emperors of Zhaoyang Kingdom thought. They all wanted to plan the legendary real dragon. Did the real dragon kill your ancestors?

They are all stupid.

"It started raining again. The real dragon in Yanglong Temple is really hardworking!"

The rain hit his face, and he ignored it and picked up the teacup, but found that the rain was actually scarlet.

Like blood!

No

Or, this is blood!

Fang Wenshan was stunned. After a long time of looking out, he found that the earth and the sky were already blood red at this time.

It's like the end of the world.

"Blood Rain!"

"This is this...this is so ominous!"

At this moment, a cool air emerged from the bottom of my heart and quickly spread throughout my body.

My mind is cold!

...

Gudong Gudong

Su Qingqiu was reluctant to live, and endless confusion was revealed in his big snake's eyes.

This time, my aunt's blood came too suddenly, so he could not accept it.

Full of smell.

If this blood hadn't had the extraordinary effect on him, he would rather not have the Blood Spirit Ruins!

Fortunately, my aunt's blood did not last long, after the last drop of blood in the Blood Spirit Ruins fell into her mouth.

He suddenly felt something round and rolling through his throat and fell into his stomach.

【Swallowing the blood nest... exorcising evil spirits and praying for blessings...】
Chapter completed!