"Buzz!" A scorching sun suddenly appeared one foot above Monk Lekong's head, bursting with dazzling white light and brisk heat.

The surroundings are instantly baked.

The scorching sun was as big as a wheel, and the light shone brightly, reflecting the monk Kong, reflecting Li Chengkong, reflecting the entire yard, making Li Chengkong unable to open his eyes.

In front of this scorching sun, the sword of the emperor like a ring finger is insignificant.

Monk Lekong was angry in the light and was about to roar.

He never expected Li Chengkong to take the lead in attacking.

He was originally going to take the lead. As soon as he took action, the eighteen Arhats rushed in to help, and Li Chengkong would undoubtedly die.

But he didn't expect to be one step late, and was taken first by Li Chengkong.

The Emperor's Sword silently slashed across the scorching sun, silently slashed across his eyebrows, like a hot knife in butter, everything was silent.

The scorching sun disappeared.

The yard became dull.

Li Chengkong opened his eyes slightly and looked at Monk Kong, who was stunned and unable to roar.

Monk Lekong's kind face was full of reluctance and anger, his eyes were glaring, and the divine light in his eyes had disappeared, turning into a glaring Vajra statue.

This is a statue with a strong momentum. Although it is still, it gives people the feeling of raising momentum and raising a strong impact.

Li Chengkong suddenly disappeared in the next moment.

As soon as he disappeared, the eighteen Arhats climbed over the wall and rushed into the courtyard, and all they saw was the empty space that was motionless.

"Amitabha!" The eighteen Arhats pronounced the Buddha's name, and then felt something was wrong, so they hurriedly took a step forward.

"Master of the Courtyard!" The Eighteen Arhats snorted almost at the same time.

"Amitabha!" The eighteen Arhats lowered their heads and looked down, with a solemn and dignified expression. The head of the courtyard reached the Pure Land, which was so sad and happy.

They turned their heads and saw Li Chengkong, who was unable to see him searching in the house, but gained nothing, only an empty yard.

"The devil Li Daoyuan!" A middle-aged monk said slowly: "It turns out that the harm is extremely fierce!"

"He can't escape!"

"I'm afraid Tianjing has already left!"

"This devil is so brave, he actually..."

"He has always been extremely brave. He mobilized the branches to search for this devil!"

"Let me take a look!" A middle-aged monk who was as thin as bamboo and had dim eyes said calmly.

The remaining seventeen people shut up and stared at him at the same time.

The magic eye is enough to find the devil Li Daoyuan!

The middle-aged monk closed his eyes and opened one eye at the center of his eyebrows.

This is a golden vertical pupil, cold and indifferent, like a god looking down at the sentient beings in the world, without sorrow or joy, without mercy or anger.

The middle-aged monk turned his head with his eyes closed, his golden vertical pupils slightly condensed.

All the seventeen Arhats were in awe.

When the golden vertical pupil was seen, his body suddenly became as stiff as a stone and could not move. He could only wait until the golden vertical pupil looked elsewhere before his body slowly recovered.

The power of this magic eye can be seen.

After a moment, the golden vertical pupil suddenly changed its shape, from vertical to horizontal, like a narrow and long human eye.

Then there was a dull "bang" sound, and the vertical pupil suddenly had a golden light.

The golden light stabbed out like dozens of golden swords.

At this time, Li Chengkong was standing on the treetops of a forest outside the city, looking back at the direction where the Eighteen Arhats were.

There was also a golden vertical pupil on his eyebrows.

At this time, a statue of god appeared above his head, with beautiful facial features, three eyes, holding a long sword in his hand, and straddling a giant dog.

The giant dog is as big as a tiger, looks loyal, energetic and energetic.

Li Chengkong thought he was the mythical and legendary Erlang Shen, but he was different from Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

It was specious, and he stopped thinking after he was a little confused.

At this time, the vertical pupils of the statue emitted hazy golden light, like the smoldering moonlight.

Li Chengkong's vertical pupils burst into golden light, but it was like the rising sun in the morning.

At this time, Li Chengkong, the court of the Prince's Mansion.

"Pop!" With a crisp sound, the golden light disappeared, and the golden flat pupils also disappeared from the middle of the eyebrows.

The tall and thin monk opened his eyes suddenly, widened his eyes, but the divine light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his blinked eyes dimmed to nothing.

He stood still and turned into a statue.

"Senior Brother Qin?" someone called out.

The tall and thin monk is dead.

"Amitabha!" The seventeen Arhats proclaimed the Buddha's name together, tragic and grand.

——

Prince Huo Tianseng was sitting in the Grand Master's chair, rubbing his eyebrows, and studying for a whole morning in one breath, feeling dizzy.

Lu Zhaochuan and Hu Jingyi sat down on his head, their faces dark and solemn.

"Your Highness, what is the national master doing?" Lu Zhaochuan frowned and said, "It has delayed Your Highness for so long. Judging from his thoughts, he wished that Your Highness would learn Buddhism all day long!"

Hu Jingyi shook his head: "A day and half an hour are enough. At most, you can learn Buddhism in one hour. Your Highness, you are the prince, not an idle person. The national teacher should know it!"

"Maybe in the eyes of the national master, practicing Buddhism is the most important thing, it is more important than anything else!" Lu Zhaochuan said coldly.

"The national teacher is too much!" Hu Jingyi said.

Huo Tianseng rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand: "Be careful!"

He sighed, let go of his hands, his eyes were covered with bloodshot: "The national teacher must have a deep meaning. Maybe it will take longer to learn and it will be shortened later."

"Your Highness, what if the national savage does not shorten it?" Lu Zhaochuan said.

"This... I will mention it to the national teacher."

"What if the national teacher doesn't accept it?"

"...then you can only obey the national teacher."

Lu Zhaochuan shook his head: "Your Highness——!"

"I know this is too weak, but I don't have the confidence to do it right with the national master now, right?"

"Your Highness, you need to be tougher."

"No matter how tough I am, I still have to respect the national master." Huo Tianseng shook his head: "Otherwise, the national master will say a few words to his father, and I am afraid I, the prince..."

"Your Highness, you overestimate the influence of the national master and underestimate the emperor!" Lu Zhaochuan shook his head and said slowly: "Actually, you don't have to care about the national master. You are the crown prince, but you are above tens of thousands of people. How can you bully the national master!"

"It's not the time to be tough." Huo Tianseng shook his head: "I never want to act happily, but at this time, I have to hold my tail up like walking on thin ice!"

"Your Highness is wise." Lu Zhaochuan clasped his fists: "But the tail is also about what it is, and the prince's majesty still needs to be."

Huo Tianshui hesitated.

Although the national teacher looks kind and kind, he must not be close to him because of this and neglect him because of this.

He is a great master, and has a respectable status and is deeply trusted by his father. If he really wants to win against him, he may not be able to win.

Just at this moment, the tragic and solemn Buddhist chant resounded throughout the prince's mansion.

Hu Jingyi flashed out.

A moment later, he came back in confusion: "The national teacher was killed by Li Daoyuan!"

Huo Tianshuo sent a half-believing letter and half-doubted: "Isn't it possible?"

"...I saw the body of the national master." Hu Jingyi said: "Although I was secretly watching."

"Amitabha!" The tragic Buddha's chant sounded again, and everyone could hear the anger contained in it.

"I'll take a look!" Hu Jingyi suddenly crawled out.

He came back a moment later, with a confused and suspicious look on his face, and murmured: "They were all killed by Li Gongfeng!"

Of course, Huo Tianshuang doesn't believe it.

Lu Zhaochuan said: "Old Hu, don't talk nonsense."
Chapter completed!