.Time passes minute by minute.

It was gradually seven o'clock in the evening. Su Qin was waiting patiently for Guanghu, who was suddenly meditating, opened his eyes and said with a serious expression: "Lord, it seems that someone is coming."

"oh!?"

Su Qin was surprised and turned his ears carefully. He heard it vaguely, and the sound of footsteps and the crisp and sonorous impact of metal.

"Sure enough, someone." Su Qin stood up suddenly: "Guanghe, Guangtian, Guanghu, you three guards. Feijing, come with me to see who is the sacred place.

"It's the lord." Everyone responded.

Su Qin then stepped out and Fu Feijing and the other five hurriedly followed as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the cave, they saw a group of people walking towards each other unexpectedly, all with bright heads.

And these monks suddenly saw Su Qin and others and stopped in surprise.

Su Qin looked at the other party coldly:

The other party was leading an old monk in his seventies, wearing a red cassock and white, with a solemn expression in his hand holding a golden Zen battle. There were many golden rings hanging on it. The crisp and sonorous metal impact just now must have come from this.

Behind the old monk were four middle-aged monks. They were stubborn and sharp-eyed but were all wearing tight yellow Buddha outfits. They were each carrying a golden demon-subduing pestle behind them.

Su Qin immediately bowed and said politely: "Are you all the masters?"

“The donor is polite.”

The old monk did not dare to neglect his words and quickly pronounced. The four middle-aged monks behind the Buddha's name also folded their hands together and bowed.

Su Qin then said lightly: "I dare to ask what the masters are doing?" But he was angry: Mom, we defeated the Fire Qilin but made others cheaper.

"Cough--" the old monk coughed lightly: "The four behind me are my disciples. We are all children of the Tiantai Sect of Buddhism, specially ordered by the abbot of the head to come to Hongmeng Cave to seek the seven--Piao Tianwenxue--but a golden light flashed with a golden whip roaring into the air.

"Boom-..."

Five loud noises exploded in the air in an instant, but the Zen staff and the demon-subduing pestle were swept by the golden whip and the Buddha's light stumbled and flew back.

Fu Feijing and the other five immediately whistled mockingly.

The old monk's face turned pale: "The second style subduing dragons and tigers." He and his four disciples collided with their Zen sticks and demon-subduing pestle.

Suddenly, the Zen Staff and the Demon-Subduing Pestle condensed into a huge ten thousand-character pattern with infinite Buddha power and golden light and ten thousand ways of bombarding Su Qin again with a stronger momentum.

Su Qin sneered in his heart and turned into a whip and a hammer. He also saw that the golden light roared like thunder and greeted him.

"Boom--" With a loud bang, the ten thousand-character pattern was suddenly shattered by the golden hammer, and the Zen staff and the demon-subduing pestle flew back with great momentum.

At the same time, the nearby pavilions collapsed and the dust filled the sky, making a mess.

Su Qin laughed and said, "My masters are good at demolishing buildings. It's a pity if you don't go to work."

Fu Feijing and the other five laughed and said, "It's good, these bald donkeys only have this ability." s

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Chapter completed!