The incense at Dabaoen Temple is not as popular as other temples surrounded by incense, it is relatively deserted and remote, surrounded by poor mountains and rivers. In addition, there is no decent highway, Dabaoen Temple is more like a Buddha country hidden among the mountains and ridges.

There are 355 monks in the temple, and more than 60 other monks who come to seek scriptures and Taoism. The reason why Dabaoen Temple jumped out of the Three Realms and was not transcendent in the Five Elements is because the hall enshrined the Grim-eyed Vajra who is in charge of the criminal law. If a monk in a temple breaks the rules and precepts, they will punish them. Therefore, Dabaoen Temple has a transcendent status in India, and is more like the Discipline Inspection Commission of China.

The absence of pilgrims does not mean there is no incense. Temples in various places will pay tribute to Dabaoen Temple. When encountering some new things, they will give them priority. Over time, these monks are arrogant, arrogant, and go astray and fall into the devil's path.

A few days ago, Hua Dali took a group of people to look for the mineral veins, but she felt the spiritual energy of the spirit stone in the pocket of an old Chinese man, and asked him to take everyone to find the spirit stone mineral veins. Who knew that this old man was ungrateful and injured Hua Dali. It also led to Hua Dali's master Brahmin.

The Brahmin is the first in the Dabaoen Temple Precepts Court. This identity is equivalent to the director of the China Discipline Inspection Commission's style correction office. Not only is it a tough style, but it is also very combative. After two days of fighting, the Brahmin is more skilled. He captured Xuan Qinghe alive and was about to ask about the news about the spirit stone mine. The tough Xuan Qinghe actually used the secret technique to sleep.

In the Buddhist temple, the Brahmins played with the stones in their hands. The very thin spiritual energy cannot be called a spirit stone. At most, they are stones with spiritual energy. But everything has cause and effect. Looking at the branches in the distance, there must be a huge root system under the ground. When you hear a tube, you can see the whole leopard, and when you palm and a leaf, you will know that autumn is coming.

Now the Brahmin was holding this spiritual stone and constantly fantasizing about the entire spiritual stone vein below. Thinking about Xuan Qinghe who was sleeping, a hint of anger rose in his heart.

Hua Dali hurried into the house. A few days ago, they arrested Xuan Qinghe. They originally thought that the other party was a little old man without background. Who knew that two living Buddhas in Tibet, Bayan and Banzaji pleaded for Xuan Qinghe at the same time, and the border troops were mobilized frequently as if they were planning wars. Only then did Hua Dali realize that he had caused a big disaster.

After some investigation of overseas relations, Hua Nili learned about Xuan Qinghe's identity and hurried to find the master: "It's not easy to find out that this old guy is not easy. He is the grandfather of the leader of the Xuan family in Huaxia. The Xuan family has been passed down for thousands of years and has always been the authentic Xuanmen."

"It turned out to be their family." Brahmins, who also had a history of inheritance, immediately understood which Xuan family was mentioned by Hua Nili. It was a bit difficult to deal with now

Hua Nili continued to talk about the information he inquired: "The Xuan family had fallen a few years ago, and even almost broke the inheritance. Later, Xuan Qi's army emerged and his talent was unique. He conquered the Xuan family in Hong Kong Island and shone the lintel." Hua Nili said as if he had thought of something and turned his eyes: "When the Demon Lord came to the world and made a big fuss in the capital, it was the boy of the Xuan family who took action to defeat the Demon Lord."

"It turns out it was him." Brahmin also watched that video. Xuan Qi, who was fighting against the Demon Lord, had at least the innate realm. The true energy in his body was about to turn into liquid. He was considered a Xuanmen monk, and he had no chance of winning against him Brahmin.

Looking at the Brahmin, Hua Tae-ri was afraid that he would be given up. After his little eyes were spinning, a vicious idea came to his heart and attached it to the Brahmin's ear and said, "Master, you have Buddhism and practice, but you have been suppressed by Dilishe and cannot be the host of the Great Baoen Temple. Do you want to be the first of the precepts in this life?

The Brahmin's eyes turned when he asked, and a cold light flashed. He sniffed and signaled Hua Nili to continue talking.

"There is a chance in front of you." Hua Tingli said as he took out a string of Buddha statues carved by spirit stones from his pocket, shaking the Buddha statue and said, "As long as we hand over this spirit stone Buddha statue to Di Lishe, he will definitely have a conflict with the Xuan family. We will wait for both of them to suffer losses..."

"What a tiger to drive away the wolf." The Brahmin reached out and patted Hua Tinyli on the shoulder: "After all, young people are still in a brain, I'm not wrong with you." The Brahmin began to blow the snails again: "As long as I become the host of the Dabaoen Temple, I will leave the position of the head of the precepts for you."

The master and apprentice made a burst of laughter like night owls in the night. The big trouble was solved, and the next thing was to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight.

The straight line distance from the border line to Dabaoen Temple is about 2,000 miles. If there are modern means of transportation, you can get there on the winding mountain roads. But Xuanqi has no car to rely on.

After making an agreement with Yun Xiaohu and Guan Chenglong, he formulated three strategies: top, middle and bottom. Xuan Qi nodded to them, then took a breath and flew directly to the shocking world, and flew towards the national border in the air.

This shocked Guan Chenglong again. Yun Xiaohu looked at Xuan Qi's distant figure and said in surprise: "The body is in the air, what is his realm now?" He said that and comforted himself: "It's not a loss to lose in his hands.

A breath of true energy swam around the eight extraordinary meridians in the body and flew directly out for more than twenty miles. Xuan Qi lowered his flight altitude and landed on the ground little by little.

Even if Xuan Qi is now transformed into true qi and is about to enter the false pill road, the true qi in his body cannot withstand such exhaustion. After all, it will be a physical drag. If it is not a physical body, but a magic weapon, the true qi can fly two or three thousand miles away.

The old man was also comforting Xuan Qi: "Hastyness is not achieved. You have just fasted your stomach and there are still many toxins in your body. After all, it is a physical body. You must not fly far. When you form a false pill, you will be reborn again. If you lose the impurities and toxins in your body, you will naturally fly higher."

Xuan Qi didn't say anything, his toes were on the ground, and the true energy in Yongquan acupoint surged wildly. Xuan Qi rushed forward like a sharp arrow, and more than one mile was fleeting. If ordinary people saw it, they would inevitably be amazed again, shrinking into an inch of the ground.

The border is desolate, and at most several outposts are built. Only barracks will be built in dangerous places. Occasionally, soldiers will patrol. Xuan Qi is single and has a turtle to pick up points. He easily avoids the patrolling San Ge, who is fully rushing towards the direction of Dabaoen Temple like a gust of wind.

The eastern part of India is close to China. The mountains are high and dense forests, the rivers are crisscrossed, and the land is vast and sparsely populated. It is indeed a paradise. Detaching from the outside world is really a wonderful place to cultivate the mind and nature. The air here is fresh and the spiritual energy is rich. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. Xuan Qi, who is running at full speed, seems to have some insights, his soul trembles, his mind is empty, and he enters a state of inability to be unconscious.

At this moment, Xuan Qi forgot himself and only had his survival instinct, rushing towards the direction of Dabaoen Temple. In the morning sunshine, in the quiet woods, a ghost-like figure rushed rapidly, rolling up the yellow leaves on the ground, and scaring away the noisy birds on the branches, like a gust of wind, wandering rapidly in the hillside and in the forest.

The old man's heart was filled with joy. Xuan Qi's understanding was so high. Whether it was the state of mind that was adjusted during cultivation or the shocking and puzzling understanding, Xuan Qi showed extraordinary talent and was getting closer and closer to the old man's expectations.

In the early morning, the morning bell roared in the Dabaoen Temple. The monks started to do morning classes, and only after they finished morning classes could they have breakfast. The futon in the front of the Buddhist temple was Dilishe, and the Brahmin sat on the line at a later stage. Huadimili sat at the end of the third row, close to the fourth row. If there were no Brahmins to support Huadimili, they would be a marginal person.

The monks in the room all turned the rosary in their hands and knocked the wooden fish in front of them with their other hand. When the faith of thousands of believers gathered together, breathing and heartbeat, hundreds of people in the Buddhist temple were sounding neatly, as if one was chanting scriptures. The wooden fish was striking neatly, as if one was pounding. Even the frequency of the rosary was rotating uniformly.

The three flowers and five energy on the heads of the monks in the Buddhist temple gathered into the void Buddha land, entangled together, and finally formed a resonance. The bowl in front of the Buddhist temple rings by itself, and then the morning bell rings again. The monks gathered together in the Buddhist temple, and worshipped by the Buddha, which can easily trigger the bell and bowl to ring by itself. The Buddhists call this pious

Later, some temples were very pious to show themselves and would beat the bowl during morning classes. They could not resonate and resonate, so they could only ring the bowl and roar, and they were in a formal piety.

After the morning class, the monks dispersed and started to have breakfast. The Brahmins looked for God's Lishe: "Abbot, Hua Tienli found a spirit stone on the plateau, where there may be mineral veins hidden." Then he took out the Buddha statue carved by the spirit stone from his waist.

"What a rich spiritual energy." A surprise flashed in Dilishe's eyes. Although his skin was very young, like a strong man in his forties, he was actually a hundred years old and had been trapped in the realm of true qi and liquid transformation. There were not enough spirit stones to condense into false pills. Perhaps Dilishe would become the last monk who died in the realm of true qi and liquid transformation.

Now seeing this spirit stone, Dilishe seemed to see the road leading to the false pill, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. He took the spirit stone Buddha statue impatiently, greedily absorbed the spiritual energy inside and asked: "Where is the spirit stone mineral vein?" The suppressed greed energy in his heart was caused by the suppressed greed.

"Hua Nishili can't explain clearly, but we caught an insider." Brahmin did not say that he was from the Xuan family of Huaxia, and he was also the grandfather who had recently become famous and killed the Demon Lord Xuan Qi. We..."

"Don't bother who pry open his mouth." Di Lishe has long been uneasy. As long as there are enough spirit stones, he will attack the fake pill road. Now, the one who is blocking in front of him is not a Xuan Qi, even if it is the entire Huaxia, he will also penetrate the other party, kill the gods, and kill the Buddhas.

Looking at the greedy Dilishe, a smile appeared on the corner of the Brahmin's mouth. It was originally a plan to drive the tiger and swallow the wolf. Now he handed over the big trouble to Dilishe. The Brahmin was looking forward to the abbot Zhan Xuan's family. He was worried that the news would be delivered too quickly and that he could not bear the anger of the Xuan family. Now the Brahmin is a little irritated that the news would be transmitted too slowly and the Xuan family came too late.

In the morning sunshine, a gust of wind blew to the foot of the Dabaoen Temple, and a few yellow leaves were flying, and a sticky smell of blood was floating in the air before the war.
Chapter completed!