My Disciples Are All Villains - 62. Chapter 62-The Power of Dakong Temple (two more)

Obviously.

Before this Dakong Temple came, the ceremony seemed to have reached an important stage.

Lu Zhou glanced around.

Did not see Zhaoyue’s figure.

However, the monks from Dakong Temple have arrived, and there are all the Jingming Dao Demon Temple Sects, and Zhaoyue should be in the altar.

Little Yuan’er looked excited, she liked this lively scene… I looked everywhere, without the slightest fear.

Just when Luzhou was observing…

A figure came to Lu Zhou.

“Old sir, a little back.”

“Jiang Aijian?”

Lu Zhou was a little speechless.

It is said that this guy’s pursuit of the sword has become sick, and now it seems that the rumors are true, but with his more life-saving style, he dare to come to the altar here, and he is not afraid.

Jiang Aijian glanced at the practitioners on the altar square, all of them looked ugly, and said: “Old gentleman, if it weren’t for the sword, I wouldn’t come to this place of right and wrong.”

Lu Zhou’s expression was calm and did not speak.

His eyes fell on the monk Kong Xuan who landed in the middle of the square.

Jiang Aijian whispered: “While I can go now… leave here.”

“Huh?” Lu Zhou was a little suspicious, feeling that there was something in his words.

Jiang Aijian glanced around, and whispered: “In a while, these monks will seal the altar to death. Old gentleman… the altar is just a cover, and the saint is a bait…”

Lu Zhou became suspicious and calmly asked, “Do you know this is a trap?”

“If you sell the sword to me, I’ll tell you…you only have the mid-stage cognition. If you don’t leave, no one can save you.” Jiang Aijian looked at the tilting sun, “This is your last chance to survive.”

Lu Zhou felt amused, so he said, “Don’t you really want the old man to die?”

“No, no, no…I’m the most cherished life. I want that sword very much, but gentlemen love swords and take it in a good way. Look at the square…” Jiang Aijian gestured to the left and right, tusk. Shaking his head, “They are all short-lived. Old gentlemen are good people, and good people should live long…”

“Good old man?”

This good guy card was issued a bit off guard.

Jiang Aijian smiled and said, “That sword is very good, and as its owner, it won’t be bad.”

This logic…

Lu Zhou Fuxu said: “There are so many masters…How can Dakong Temple get it?”

Jiang Aijian shook his head, pointed to the location of Jingming Dao and Jingming Dao, and said: “Old sir, you look carefully…Jing Ming Dao and Zheng Dao are together, and no practitioners above the elder level are present. Only one three came from the Demon Sect. The first seat…no climate.”

His eyes swept away.

Under those two flags.

Many locations are indeed empty.

Jiang Aijian frowned and said, “They are entangled by masters now. It’s not bad to live. Do you want to come to the altar?”

Lu Zhou looked at Jiang Aijian indifferently…This guy, who can gain a foothold in the world of cultivation, has some means, and the information is very well-informed.

at this time.

In the middle of the altar square.

Kong Xuan said to the front door who was clamoring just now: “Zhaoyue is the demon head of the Demon Heaven Pavilion… the sin is serious. A few years ago, Master Kongming was poisoned by him. Dakong Temple brought it back, and the Buddha will know it. Purify her sins and let her be born again.”

The disciples jumped up and said angrily: “The female devil is the public enemy of the right way. You Dakong Temple has never asked about this. It’s better today, but suddenly jumped out and pretended to be compassionate. Pooh—”

The words came out.

The practitioners laughed.

Only the Moshazong side remained quiet.

Lu Zhou looked over.

The first Zuoxin Zen of Moshazong died in his hands… They remembered the hatred of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, and blamed Zhaoyue for their anger, which made logical sense.

Surprisingly, the Demon Temple Sect actually sent three seats this time.

Lu Zhou didn’t know this person… Nor did he see this person in his memory. Probably because the portion is not enough, it is not worthy to be remembered by Ji Tiandao.

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Monk Kongxuan was not angry, but glanced away.

Calmly said: “Lao Na is not here to ask for the consent of the donors… but to inform you. The demon head of the Demon Pavilion Zhaoyue, Dakong Temple, must be taken away.”

“That depends on whether you have this ability.”

In a square formation, a figure suddenly jumped out.

The long sword in his hand reverberated, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal.

Exclamations erupted from the crowd.

Say it and do it!

Jiang Aijian glanced at it, shook his head and said: “Cannon fodder to give away people’s heads. The Great Meditation Curse has the ability to reduce the shock. This group of people is chaotic, and it is good to be able to perform three achievements.”

Lu Zhou also looked at it indifferently.

As long as you don’t see Zhaoyue… other things have nothing to do with him.

Little Yuan’er was happy to watch and followed the gang of celebrities to applaud… more upright than upright.

as predicted……

The cultivator who jumped up, the sword energy just cut above Kong Xuan, hum…

A faint golden light appeared on Kong Xuan’s robes.

The whole figure seems to have grown a foot taller!

“Rohan golden body?”

boom!

The practitioner was bounced by Arhat Jin!

The volley flipped and retreated, and when he landed, he almost fell! The sword in his hand was buzzing and trembling, and his arm was sore!

Kong Xuan stood up in front of him with one hand, motionless, and said calmly: “Why don’t the donor be angry… The female devil comes from the Motian Pavilion. Not long ago, Zhu Zai and the ten masters of the Yuanshen Tribulation Realm were defeated by the old demon, Heavenly Sword. The master of the gate, Luo Changfeng, died tragically. Zhaoyue, the female devil, can only be safe if it is handed over to the Dakong Temple.”

The implication is that Ji Tiandao is coming to make trouble, who of you can stop it?

“You bald donkey speaks so unpleasantly, we can’t stop the right way… Can you stop Dakong Temple?”

Kong Xuan’s face was calm, and he said every word: “Brother the abbot has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and his cultivation base is Mahayana…enough to deal with the old demon.”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

There was a tumult in the altar square, and one after another showed horror.

Everyone knows that the Dakong Temple is far away, and it was a god monk with a six-leaf golden body a hundred years ago.

Unexpectedly, have been practicing in retreat?

Jing Mingdao stood up and moved towards Kong Xuan: “If Master Kongyuan can really compete with the old demon of Motian Pavilion… Jing Mingdao agrees to hand over the female demon Zhaoyue to Dakong Temple.”

I was stunned up and down together.

Jingmingdao and Zhengyi belong to the same vein. But right now there is nothing to say… If you agree, how can you explain to the dead disciple? They can’t be the master.

Kong Xuan nodded: “Old Na thanked all the benefactors of Jingmingdao, Dakong Temple will definitely live up to the expectations of the demon.”

At this time, a gloomy voice came from behind Kong Xuan:

“If you want to take Zhaoyue away… you have to ask this seat.”

Kong Xuan turned around, facing Mochazong up and down.

“Lao Na has already said that this trip is not to negotiate with the donors, but to inform you.”

The tone is very calm.

But it sounds extremely harsh.

The three heads of the Demon Temple Sect raised his eyes slightly, and said coldly: “What a good-looking bald donkey, Dakong Temple has deliberately laid a large meditation curse around the altar. These tricks are also worthy of justice?”

After a pause, he continued, “Dakong Temple has always boasted that all beings are equal, regardless of righteous demon, and nothing but world affairs… Are you full today?”

Kong Xuan’s right hand stood up in front of him: “Donor Duan…Does it mean that you want to stop Lao Na?”

“Smelly monk! Toast and not eat fine wine!”

Waving a big hand.

Several black robe practitioners leaped into the arena behind him.

Seeing that the opponent was coming fiercely, Kong Xuan stood in front of him with one hand, neither humble nor overbearing.

“Rohan golden body.”

The two-foot-high golden body exudes awe-inspiring aura!

The robes trembled!

See this scene.

Jiang Aijian was surprised: “The Arhat’s golden body is comparable to the two-leaf law body of the Yuanshen Tribulation Realm. This bald donkey is not easy…Old sir, go back! The Demon Sect clearly came prepared, and this bald donkey used Zen for a while. Yin, you must suffer a loss for your concentration!” He said that he had to pull Luzhou’s arm back.

PS: I’m working hard to code the third one, and ask for a recommendation ticket.