This temple in Taining Town was not big, with only three or five monks.

It was just because the Hongyun monks came here to broadcast Buddhism recently, and there were many people listening to the lectures, so they flourished. As long as there were many believers, the temple wealth rose, and the abbot of guarding the temple was rarely generously collected a group of monks into the hospital.

However, the place guarded by the monks is not in the front yard.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan did not listen to the advice, the monk was impatient and rushed over and tried to grab it. Zhang Xiaofan did not resist, but just used the mysterious skills and did not release his momentum. For ordinary people, the momentum like a storm immediately made the monk's movements stagnate, shocking him to the point where he did not dare to move.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him lightly and strode towards the side palace where the evil aura spreads.

The hall door was locked, but it was indeed a lock.

He used a little force on his hand, and the iron lock broke down in response to the sound. Then he pushed open the hall door with a "creak" and stepped into it.

This side hall is the largest in the entire temple except for the main hall dedicated to the Buddha. The hall is spacious, with an area of ​​about ten feet square, and an altar is located in the center. The altar is built of bluestone and sculpted lotus, presenting the form of a lotus pedestal.

There are cushions placed on the ground around the altar.

Those cushions look quite well organized and contain mystery.

Unfortunately, when Zhang Xiaofan was going up the mountain, he rarely studied such books except for practicing hard. Therefore, although he could see through his talent, he could not tell the truth.

The evil aura became clearer after entering the side hall.

Zhang Xiaofan closed his eyes and felt it for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, a ray of green light suddenly appeared in his eyes - the Taoist magical power "the eyes of heaven opened", and the hidden atmosphere around him suddenly appeared, and the faint yin energy that was stuck here seemed to appear like strands.

His eyes followed the lines that had faded and slowly looked.

From all sides, gather to the center, and then look around again.

Finally, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were fixed and he landed at a stone platform at the corner of the side hall. The stone platform was half a person tall, simple in shape, and very inconspicuous. A lamp was placed on the wooden plate spread flat on the top.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, why did you trespass into the pure land of Buddhism?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Zhang Xiaofan.

It was an old monk wearing only monk's robes. The moment he stepped into the side hall, he looked at the lamp in the corner of his eyes calmly. He looked slightly angry, but he paused slightly when his eyes swept to the long sword carried by Zhang Xiaofan, and immediately restrained himself.

He thought his actions were hidden.

But he didn't know that the Taoist monks under full vigilance were very sensitive to all reactions around him.

His small movements fell into Zhang Xiaofan's attention, which made him more and more convinced. When he turned around, the blue light in his eyes disappeared and became inconspicuous, but his eyes were shining with spirit and shocking.

The old monk was startled, suppressed his discomfort, said "Amitabha" again, walked into the hall, pretending to be careless and walked towards the corner.

Zhang Xiaofan ignored his little moves either.

Compared to the Dharma images I had seen before, the old monk had no monk's demeanor in his body, but instead he looked like an old man who was cautious in his family business.

If it were just like this, Zhang Xiaofan would not only not blame him, but would instead feel very kind.

Unfortunately, the old monk is not pure!

"Why did the donor show such a look? But I have something wrong with my words?" Perhaps standing by the stone platform, giving the old monk confidence, his expression became calm again.

until--

"You also have that kind of aura. You are in the same group with them, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan locked the expression on the old monk's face with his eyes, and sneered and pointed out.

The old monk obviously changed his face and pretended not to know: "What did the donor say? What does it mean to be a group of people?"

"Hmph, you don't need to make a quibble!" Zhang Xiaofan said coldly, "The breath on your body is nothing to hide from my eyes! Those evil auras are deeply entangled with you. I think you can also live up to the benefits of this conspiracy?"

He pointed at the sword and shouted angrily: "Say!"

"What are you conspiring with the demon monk of Hongyun Temple here!"

Zhang Xiaofan actually felt guilty in his heart. He felt that if he had paid more attention in the first chapter, he might have seen the clues. Or, if he had not refused to come with him, he would have seen through the so-called conspiracy of the so-called great monks in Hongyun Temple!

It is not impossible for those who have good thoughts to die in vain.

The old monk was so shocked by the anger that his hands shook, and he immediately felt relieved. He wanted to turn around and grab the lamp in a panic, but instead made a mistake in his busy schedule and fell to the ground, which failed for a long time.

However, a group of seven or eight monks who had been recruited into the temple outside the side hall heard the movement and rushed in. When they saw the old monk falling to the ground, Zhang Xiaofan glared at him and rushed forward to surround him in the middle.

"Come on, arrest this person!"

"You dare to trek into the Buddhist pure land, you cannot forgive, you cannot forgive!"

The monks were originally just ordinary people nearby, and compared with the others, they were probably slightly strong in their bodies. Although they obeyed the abbot's words, they were also a little scared when they saw Zhang Xiaofan carrying a long sword on his back and his extraordinary demeanor.

A square-faced monk heard the abbot's words and said, "Little brother! This is the pure land of Buddhism. Don't do it nonsense. You must know that there are gods three feet above your head. What's wrong? Let's go out and talk about it?"

I think I plan to be polite first and then soldiers.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the monks and said lightly: "You don't know anything about him, don't get involved here and exit quickly. - This place may become dangerous soon!"

The square-faced monk was still ignorant when Zhang Xiaofan was ignorant and his face changed. Just as he was waiting for another persuasion or waiting for an opportunity to take action, he suddenly saw his fingers and used a sword technique to draw out the sheath, and the "Red Flame" spiraled and scattered in front of him with a faint red flame and red light!

"this--!"

How many times has the monk ever seen such a magical scene?

He suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was afraid that he was not a god. He suddenly felt infinite fear and awe in his heart. After Zhang Xiaofan spoke again, he immediately kowtowed and bowed, retreating like a tide.

However, the time they fought for allowed the old monk to finally stand firm and grasp the strange lamp.

"hateful!"

The old monk was suppressed by the immortal sword and was intimidated with cold sweat, "If it weren't for you, how could I have destroyed my treasure? No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, I will die for you!"

Clang-!

The old monk threw the lamp to the ground.

The smoke like ink flowed from the lamp, and as if it was spiritual, it spread to the entire side hall along the mysterious trajectory. Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a hidden wave spreading in the dark, and a rhythm with profound meaning extended.

Judging from the naked eye alone, there was nothing unusual in the side hall.

But under Zhang Xiaofan's "Eye of Heaven", the scene in the side palace changed drastically. The cushions turned into pairs of invisible chains, implicated on him, and then dragged something hard. When Zhang Xiaofan let him flow, he immediately felt his soul be confused and dazed, while the essence, qi and blood in his body were faintly scattered.

Those cushions are arranged according to a formation.

The essence, energy and bloodlines that were drawn gathered along some mysterious path towards the lotus altar in the hall.

After Zhang Xiaofan's mysterious skills, his soul suddenly became clear and his meridians were as solid as a rock.

"I see!"

He looked at the altar with complicated eyes. If he had expected it, the so-called great monks in Hongyun Temple would sit on the altar in the hall when they preached and preached the Dharma?

"Snatching people's spirit, qi and blood to use for their own use is either offering to themselves to practice evil methods or raising some kind of evil magic weapon. It is all acts of evil demons and heretics! You can kill your heart if you really want to be punished!"

Zhang Xiaofan was not stupid, and after thinking about it, he clarified the reasons for the past and after.

The demon monks of Hongyun Temple were obviously extremely cunning. They used the reason for preaching the scriptures and preaching the Dharma to deceive people into trust and take the initiative to get into the trap. Then they used chanting scriptures to confuse people's hearts, weaving hallucinations, and then used the magic array to extract people's essence, energy, and blood. In order not to make everyone suspect, the amount they extracted at one time was not large. For ordinary people, it was probably just a disease.

In order to raise the enthusiasm of everyone to participate in the Dharma Assembly, they also put the guise of "praying for blessings"!

The so-called "blessing" turns out to be just an overdrawn method to stimulate people's potential in advance, so as to achieve a illusory experience of spiritual perfection that lasts for several days.

Moreover, they limit the number of people and the frequency of participation of each person. If they strictly follow the plan they have set, not to mention one month or two, even in three to five years, no one will realize the conspiracy!

In order to seize the essence, qi, blood and refine the blood in the long run, these Red Cloud Monsters really "work hard"!

But those demon monks did not expect that there was such a person who devoted himself to worshiping Buddha and begged to the registered monk, which really gave him the opportunity to "enter the sutra" twice in a row. Then he died quickly because of the excessive loss and the potential was exhausted!

If that's true, I'm afraid everyone will still be kept in the dark by them!

Zhang Xiaofan was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, he heard an unconscious groan of pain. He looked at it, but the old monk who was also in the formation fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face.

The lamp was specially left by the Red Cloud Monk to urgently kill the invading enemy and protect the magic circle here. As for whether the magic circle will hurt the innocent after activating it, it is not their consideration. Moreover, in fact, how can the old monk say that it is innocent?

"It's really my fault!"

Zhang Xiaofan said coldly.

If he hadn't wanted to ask him for clues, Zhang Xiaofan really wanted to let him suffer, and he was killed by the magic array and his essence, qi and blood were removed!

Clam ~!

call--!

The red flames were swirling, and the swords were thrust.

Then, the flames rose up, and Zhang Xiaofan sacrificed the immortal sword and destroyed the magic circle with hatred. He strode to the old monk, grabbed his monk's robe and pulled it up, and then flew out of the side hall.

After Zhang Xiaofan left, the fire was surging, sweeping across the entire side hall in an instant!

All the cushions, corridor columns, wood, etc. were burning under the flaming spiritual power stimulated by magic weapons!

The fire covered the entire side hall in just a few breaths, which was even more powerful than the firewood that had been poured with tinder oil!

"Come on, it's on fire!"

"Come and let's put out the fire, the side palace is on fire!"
Chapter completed!