Herody’s law—

A loud noise of people and horses roaring came from outside the temple, and the sound of horse hooves was galloping around the White Horse Temple. It was obvious that a large number of officers and soldiers outside had surrounded the entire White Horse Temple.

Ye Qingxuan held the teapot and drank the last little tea. He still sipped his mouth with no thoughts, not caring about what happened outside the temple.

Miaoxiu couldn't help but smile and said lightly: "It would be too much for you to lead the disaster to the monk but you look out of the matter, right?"

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips and said coldly: "I'm in a bad mood. This time I came back to try to draw out a few bed bugs to loosen my muscles. They have been targeted by them since they entered the city. They have only come here now. The slow reaction makes people angry..." After saying that, he wiped his mouth, "Their arrival has been arranged long ago, and it is an accident to meet you."

Miaoxiu smiled indifferently, "You met me as an accident, but I deliberately brought you here."

"Oh? But what's wrong?" Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly and asked with a smile: "Is it related to your retirement in the world and no longer appearing?"

Miaoxiu smiled but did not answer, saying the other words: "I do want to bring this matter into the coffin and will never say it again. But if you can find me, it means that your spiritual power has reached the eighth Alaya consciousness and has reached the state of divine consciousness. It is not impossible to use it... Instead of giving up completely, it is better to give it to you. What should you do if you decide what the rest should be..."

Ye Qingxuan's expression was shocked and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Miaoxiu took a step forward and gently told Ye Qingxuan a sentence in his ear, then proclaimed the Buddha's name and returned to his original place.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a while, and finally sighed slightly.

Miao Xiu looked at Ye Qingxuan's face and knew that he had a clear idea. She couldn't help but smile, gently straighten the rosary on her chest, and slowly walk out.

"Where are you going?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned and asked quickly.

Monk Miaoxiu didn't look back, but his faint voice came clearly: "It's all over the world, I'll go back to Dachan Temple to guard the mountain and practice..."

Boom, boom!

The courtyard walls around the White Horse Temple collapsed, and countless elite soldiers rushed in, facing Monk Miaoxiu who was strolling out of the courtyard. He shouted angrily at the general, and immediately countless crossbows threw spears at Monk Miaoxiu.

The rain of arrows covered the sky like dark clouds.

"Namo—Amitabha—"

A gentle Buddha's name sounded, and the Buddha's light suddenly appeared and disappeared behind Miaoxiu's head, and instantly came down like a Sanskrit sound outside the clouds in the Nine Heavens. With the timbre of supreme compassion and compassion, it instantly enveloped the entire White Horse Temple.

Time stopped at this moment. Not only did the rain of arrows in the air stop, but the soldiers who were roaring loudly also stopped at this moment.

The murderous aura in the sky disappeared invisible in an instant. Miaoxiu stepped out lightly, rubbed her spears past with the rain of arrows frozen in the air, and then steadily walked out of the group of soldiers and generals.

The murderous aura on the faces of all the soldiers disappeared when Miaoxiu came, and replaced it with a happy and joyful look. They all crawled down their bodies lightly and made a pose of worship.

After Miaoxiu disappeared on the street outside the White Horse Temple, the Buddha light frozen in the air suddenly subsided. With a clamor, the rain of arrows and the weapons in everyone's hands fell to the ground. The soldiers who had just shouted and beaten and killed looked at each other and found that there was no more murderous intent in their hearts. Such strange and strange things happened to them, which made them panic, and then roared and scattered.

Two figures flashed, and Zhu Yang and Weng Xiaofei landed at the same time, looking at the direction where Miaoxiu disappeared, showing a cautious expression.

Zhu Yang even shouted to Ye Qingxuan and asked, "Who is that monk...?"

Ye Qingxuan stood up calmly and said slowly: "He is the monk Miaoxiu of the Great Chan Temple."

"Is it him?" Weng Xiaofei showed a sudden look.

Zhu Yang grinned at Ye Qingxuan, sneered at Ye Qingxuan: "No such person is willing to help you. Ye Qingxuan, it seems that your popularity is not very good."

Ye Qingxuan patted the dust on his butt and smiled and said, "My monk friend is a foreigner. He doesn't want to get dirty and doesn't want to see your life thrown in my hands, so he stays out of the matter."

Hahaha……

Weng Xiaofei didn't laugh, but Zhu Yang smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth.

Zhu Yang said: "Do you think our brothers are made of mud? Tonight is your death. I want to see if you dare to fight with our brothers now..."

Ye Qingxuan sneered, and saw that Zhu Yang was sure that he didn't dare to use all his strength to avoid affecting the duel tonight. On the contrary, Weng Xiaofei felt his strong spiritual power and confidence and became hesitant. As for Miaoxiu, he felt that his mental power was so fierce that he urgently needed external stimulation to make a breakthrough...

This is also the main purpose of Ye Qingxuan's adventure at this time.

Hoo, Hoo--

Two more figures flew over, and "Drunk Soul" Lu Da and "Sleeping Dragon" Hong Meng appeared at the same time, standing on the bell tower and roof of Baima Temple, one high and one low. After seeing Ye Qingxuan, Lu Da's teeth made a clattering sound and said in a sequel: "Why haven't you taken action yet? Are you waiting for the reinforcements of this dog thief?"

call--

A wisp of gray smoke emerged from Lu Da's body. The smoke revealed a face like a ghost, and a scream at Ye Qingxuan, then rushed down.

"【Heart Sutra of Great Dreams】——" Under Lu Da's guidance, "Sleeping Dragon" Hong Meng followed suit, pressing his sword on his temple with his hands, chanting the scriptures silently in his mouth, but his body was in a daze and instantly became illusory.

The strange scriptures instantly enveloped the world. Under the attack of Luda's ghosts crying and howling, the scriptures seemed even more strange and inexplicable. All the listeners were waving and their spirits became dazed.

"Sleeping Dragon" Hong Meng's [Heart Sutra of the Great Dream] is a rare mental attack martial art. It mainly attacks the enemy's mind. It cooperates with palm techniques to kill the enemy when it is unclear.

If the mind method is not coordinated, just looking at the palm method is extremely inferior, it will not be comparable to the famous palm method in the world. However, once the [Great Dream Heart Sutra] is available, his palm method will become an unparalleled world-class trick.

Seeing Hong Meng using his ultimate move, Zhu Yang immediately roared and attacked Ye Qingxuan, diverting Ye Qingxuan's attention, allowing Hong Meng behind to better utilize the advantages of the [Da Meng Heart Sutra].

At the same time, "Xiaolong" Weng Xiaofei also turned over and climbed up to the nearby roof, held his throat with both hands, and roared towards the square below. Ye Qingxuan, who was as steady as Mount Tai, roared and emitted the deadly sound wave of [Demon Dragon Roar].

Ye Qingxuan carried his hands on his back and looked coldly at the fatal attack flying from all directions. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although the "dry soul" Lu Da was the first to take action, this old traitor did not have the courage to fight Ye Qingxuan to death. It was just that the ghost fog floated, and the "sick dragon" Zhu Yangchao passed.
Chapter completed!