"You go out with your teacher!"

After dinner, the three of them were drinking tea when Xuanci suddenly spoke.

"yes!"

Although I was a little surprised when my master suddenly asked to go out, Xiao Meng was not easy to ask, so I could only get up and follow.

"Is this... going out?"

Seeing three monks passing by the door, Bai Ze, the "Glacier Swordsman" smiled and stood up, "The Grandmaster duel is about to begin!"

Three gray-robed monks walked out of the "first family in the vast sea".

At this time, Qu Jiuniang, who was sitting behind the counter and ignored her and was not interested in anything, suddenly raised her head.

"The old man cried and reappeared in the world, Shaolin Xuanci went deep into the vast sea. If there was no contact here, the ghost would not believe it!"

Qu Jiuniang looked at the backs of the three of them leaving, gently tapped the counter desktop, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something again, and looked up at the second floor.

She saw the cold swordsman in white clothes.

"All of them are all together? You guys... don't mess with me."

He snorted in his heart, and Qu Jiuniang lowered her head again, opened the counter's cash box, and started counting the money.

As a member of the "Immortal Trace", Qu Jiuniang, named "Bixia Yuanjun", even though her own strength is not enough to compete with the master, she is also an organized person!

The leader of the immortal trace, "Lingbao Tianzun", Chonghe Zhenren, was a master in the Dharma body realm. Qu Jiuniang had enough confidence to face threats from the outside world.

Quicksand collection outside.

Directly facing the vast sea, there is a small hill that is not high.

This mountain is ordinary, just like countless cliffs in the vast sea, it is covered with sand, gravel, rock, and there is not much vegetation at all.

At this moment, Master Xuanci brought Xiao Meng and Zhenhui to this very ordinary hill.

"Master, today you said that the 'Glacier Swordsman' is perfect in enlightenment. How do you distinguish this state of practice?"

The atmosphere felt a little dull, and Xiao Meng couldn't think of the reason for the moment, so he could only ask Xuan Ci to ask the division of the strength of the people in the martial arts world.

"It's time to tell you all this!"

Xuanci nodded and explained to Xiao Meng and Zhenhui.

From high to low, the strongest person is naturally a Dharma-body person.

In the eyes of the world, people with great magical powers and powerful Dharmakaya are simply gods.

Below the Dharma body is a half-step Dharma body, known as the "Great Master".

Below the "Grandmaster", is the Nine Heavens of Exterior View.

The seventh, eightth and nineth levels of the outer world are collectively called "grand masters", the strong men in the fourth, fiveth and sixth levels of the outer world are called "top masters", and the first, second and third levels of the outer world are "first-class masters".

Below the outdoor scene, half-step outdoor scene is considered a "second-rate expert".

The nine orifices are opened at the same time, which is the "three-level", six, seven, and eight orifices are the "four-level", two orifices, and four orifices are the "ordinary".

Below is the "uninterested".

"So that's how it is!"

As they talked along the way, everyone had reached the peak of the hill.

The top of the stone mountain is no longer naked, there are many dead trees that have never decayed.

“This is a cemetery!”

Standing on the top of the mountain, Xuanci sighed with sorrow, stopped in front of a twisted poplar tree, and sighed in a low voice, "The two young sons of my master are buried here. If they don't die, they should be as big as you."

“Master…”

The atmosphere suddenly became sad and depressing. Xiao Meng and Zhenhui were not able to say anything, so they could only accompany the master to feel sad.

During the disaster of the family extermination that year, Xuanci's two young sons fled all the way under the old servant, and finally... were found by the crying old man and killed here.

"I'm really confused as a teacher!"

After a while of silence, Xuanci suddenly spoke, "I am in a daze and forgot to buy some incense and candles. Zhending and Zhenhui, you go back to the inn and buy some incense and candles."

“Yes, Master.”

Xiao Meng was confused in his heart. Since the master came to visit the youngest son's grave, how could he forget to bring incense and candles?

Since Xuanci spoke, Xiao Meng could only suppress the doubts in his heart and take the order to go down the mountain.

"Crying old man, you are indeed here!"

On the top of the mountain, a cold wind whistled.

Xuanci's face was quiet, and there was a string of Buddhist beads in his hand at some point. This was a string of dark golden Buddha beads, with a faint Buddha light shining.

"You actually came here to kill me? It seems that you have known that I was coming to Hanhai for a long time!"

Xuanci's face was expressionless, but his dark eyes became even darker.

The three of them came to Hanhai, and only the senior officials of Shaolin Temple learned about the news. Now, just entering Hanhai, the old man cried is waiting here.

Could it be... are there foreign enemies hidden in Shaolin Temple?

But now the enemy is in front of you, and there is no time to worry about those.

"I have always revenge."

As the wind whistled, a thin black man suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

He wrapped his head in a black scarf, his body covered with a white robe, and his eyes were hanging under his corners. There were still a few white dots at the moment, as if they were tears falling from his eyes. This is the origin of the name "Crying Old Man".

"I heard that you were going to Vajra Temple, so I waited for you here. I know you will definitely come."

A black air was emitting all over his body, gloomy and terrifying. It seemed like thousands of unjust souls were wailing and screaming, and a ghost crying and wolf howling.

"You guessed it very accurately."

Xuanci is neither merciful nor happy, but the rosary in his hand rotates faster!

"Do you think they can survive by sending your two disciples? Although I am too lazy to care about them, my disciples and grandchildren are waiting below."

The crying old man sneered, and his black air swelled up all over his body, like a thick fog spreading.

There was a gloomy surroundings, and countless unjust souls cried and wailed.

"If they don't support them, the aftermath of the battle between the Grandmasters will make their corpses disappear. Below, they still have a glimmer of life."

Xuanci's own realm is even worse than that of the old man crying. Although he is not afraid of fighting, he has to fight with the old man crying and protect his two apprentices, so he can't do it.

"Life? Qu Jiuniang? She dares to care about my business?"

The crying old man snorted coldly and slowly raised his right hand. A series of black ghosts suddenly appeared around him, crying and screaming, making his scalp numb and his mind shake.

"Someone dares to take care of it!"

Xuanci remembered the figure of Shengxue in white, smiled indifferently, held the hand of the rosary, and slowly raised it!

"Hmph! Go and die!"

The crying old man roared and waved his palm and slapped it out!

"quack……"

“Woo woo…”

Countless unjust souls cried and the sky was filled with dark air.

This is exactly the unique skill of the old man crying, "Eighteen Beats of Injustice"!

"Boom!"

With the top of the mountain as the core, the black air is like a dragon, covering the sky and sun, rolling towards the sky in circles, like a hurricane sweeping over.

A dark storm swept the world!

At the foot of the mountain, the green oasis outside the quicksand gathered quickly withered and dried up under this black fog, as if the water had been drained.

Countless cattle and sheep, countless herdsmen, stood firmly in their place, their skin muscles dehydrated inch by inch, and a vague black shadow flew out of their bodies and threw themselves into the black fog at the top of the peak.

This terrible scene spreads for hundreds of miles.

It seems that we want to absorb the souls of all living beings and wither the entire earth. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the earth is dry and cracked, and countless creatures are zeroed in!

"Do you know why I want to practice the incomplete 'Moke Demon-Suppressing Sutra'?"

Xuanci slowly raised his hand, and his whole arm became transparent and pure, like glass, without dust.

The golden Buddha light blooms, and a golden lotus platform appears.

On the lotus platform, there was a Bodhisattva sitting upright, full of compassion and compassion for the world. He held the constant flowing breath of life and death in his palm, just like a black and white treasure wheel, containing the cycle of life and death.

"After today, in hundreds of thousands of kalpas, there should be world, all hells, the three evil realms, all sins and suffering beings. I vow to save them, escape from the evil realms of hell, animals, hungry ghosts, and others. As for the retribution of this sin, all of them will become Buddhas, and then I will attain enlightenment."

"I will not become a Buddha before hell is empty! Only when all sentient beings are saved will they attain Bodhi!"

"The original wish of Ksitigarbha, Moke subdue the demons!"

The vast Buddha's light shines in the world.

The countless unjust souls gathered by the "Eighteen Beats of Injustice" of the Crying Old Man actually disappeared one by one under this Buddha's light.

The black fog covers the sky, and the Buddha's light is vast!

There seemed to be only the tumbling black fog and the vast Buddha light remained between the entire world!
Chapter completed!