Chapter 61 The Great Meditation Mantra

The young man smiled and said:

"Why run?"

Xiaoyuaner was about to open her mouth when she suddenly remembered that she couldn't reveal her identity, and swallowed her words again.

Seeing her hesitating to speak, the young man smiled and said, "I observed you all night, and I can't fake it. Little girl, you are indeed in the divine court realm. The old gentleman's body is still tough, and his cultivation base is barely condensed in the middle stage."

The young man waved his hand and said, "Let's go too far. Let's get to the bottom of the story... The second person who can practice swordsmanship to the extreme is Yu Shangrong, the second demon head of Motian Pavilion..."

"What about the third?"

"This third person... is far and near in front of me."

"Are you a sword idiot Chen Wenjie?" Lu Zhou wondered.

"No no no...Chen Wenjie is obsessed with swordsmanship, not swordsmanship. I am different. I like swords and swordsmanship... People like Chen Wenjie don't have a clear stance, and such people will die early." The young man said.

Having said that, Lu Zhou knew who this person was.

He stroked his beard and said, "I love the sword to the bone, Jiang loves the sword."

Jiang Aijian, in order to reflect his beloved sword, even changed his name. In this cultivation world, he is probably the only one.

Moreover, it is a morbid pursuit.

Also an out-and-out stray.

He is good at surviving in this sinister cultivation world, which can be seen from the fact that he can avoid killing Zhuo Ping.

He has two major hobbies: one, love swords; two, do not cause trouble.

Being able to live to this day without taking a stand, this second habit played a big role.

"Generally average." Jiang Aijian said with a smile.

Lu Zhou raised his hand slightly.

The Weiming Sword appeared in his palm.

Short and delicate.

Jiang Aijian was stunned for a moment, then straightened his eyes...

beautiful.

I just love how short and delicate it is.

"Old, old gentleman." Even his voice seemed a little excited.

Lu Zhou waved it casually, and the Weiming Sword disappeared again.

Indifferently said: "If you don't want to die... it's best not to have any coveted heart for this sword."

bang——

bang——

A dull bell sounded in the direction of the altar.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

The altar is a grand ceremony of righteousness and demons. How can there be Buddhist bells?

Jiang Aijian said in surprise: "Old gentleman, the holy altar is crowded with people, and the place where the true and devil practitioners gather is extremely dangerous. I suggest you don't go there. I heard that the saint chosen this time is the fifth in the Jinting Mountain Demon Pavilion. A witch. Haha, a witch is a saint... a strange story in the world."

Lu Zhou ignored him.

Jiang Aijian suddenly said again: "But it's okay, if the old gentleman goes there and is accidentally killed, I will be able to get this sword. At that time, I will collect the body for the old gentleman and find a feng shui treasure. well buried."

Just finished speaking.

Xiao Yuan'er burst into anger: "Look for a fight!"

The body is as light as a swallow, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

The fierce vitality forms ripples and spreads.

Jiang Aijian stopped and retreated, secretly stunned: "What a grumpy little girl...not like an ordinary God's Court Realm!"

"Hmph, see if I don't beat you all over the place looking for your teeth..."

"Girl, don't force me to use my sword." Jiang Aijian stepped back again.

bang——

bang————

The dull bell sounded again in the direction of the altar.

And the bells are getting faster and faster.

Lu Zhou glanced at Jiang Aijian, this person is just a loose person, just love sword... There is no need to waste a prop card on him.

"Yuan'er, let's go." Lu Zhou waved his hand.

From the forest not far away, there was a roar.

The gigantic mount, the Ouqi, came running.

woo-

The low voice startled the beasts in the forest to run around.

The aura of the king of beasts is chilling.

Jiang Aijian was shocked.

Legendary mount... He quickly retracted his hand, turned back in the air, tapped his toes on the ground, dodged and jumped back, avoiding Xiao Yuan'er's edge.

"It turned out to be a seat, master..."

Those who can have legendary mounts are all famous masters.

Although Jiang Aijian loves swords, he loves life even more.

"Old gentleman... the place of the altar is extremely dangerous... why don't you go there?" Jiang Aijian said in the air.

"The old man has his own plans."

Lu Zhou jumped lightly and jumped on the 紴紴.

The fangs of Biqi suddenly appeared.

Xiao Yuan'er snorted towards Jiang Aijian and jumped onto Ou.

Jiang Aijian could only watch the two fly to the altar.

He stroked his chin, thoughtful.

"Would you like to chase?"

"What if I meet that old devil?"

Jiang Aijian was very entangled, pondered for a moment, and made a decision. "I don't participate in their disputes... Yes, just do it. When he dies, I will collect his body for him."

After he finished speaking, he walked in the air and chased after him.

.

bang.

bang.

on the altar.

The huge Dakong Temple flying chariot was suspended.

Dozens of monks folded their hands and kept reciting scriptures.

The humming sound of chanting continued to echo around.

Lu Zhou and Xiao Yuan'er were a little far apart, and it sounded like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

Instead of moving on, he fell near the altar.

The building complex of the altar is very large.

The pedestal porch is surrounded by a circle with forty-eight doors.

The square is covered all around and stretches for several miles.

Ordinary people are not allowed to approach it at will.

When Lu Zhou stepped into the altar, the clanging bell sounded.

Upsetting.

Lu Zhou raised his hand slightly.

"Buddhist Great Meditation Mantra."

"What are a group of monks doing here?" Xiao Yuan'er muttered.

The Great Meditation Mantra has a strong shock and deterrent ability to the enemy.

Only the group of bald donkeys in Dakong Temple can do this!

"Stay calm and don't be impatient. Recite the Great Meditation Mantra five times at most..." Lu Zhou stood there and looked up at the flying chariot in the sky.

This may be a good thing.

The Great Meditation Mantra can deter most practitioners.

Then the weakness that Lu Zhou worried about before the fatal blow card was unable to fight in groups no longer existed.

only……

He was thinking, Dakong Temple has never asked about world affairs, how could it suddenly appear here?

A series of bells rang.

The Great Meditation Mantra was buzzing like countless flies.

Lu Zhou shook his head helplessly... I don't know who is enjoying this meditation mantra at the moment, how are you feeling?

After a while.

The hum of the Great Meditation Mantra disappeared.

The whole altar fell into silence.

"Go." Lu Zhou and Xiao Yuan'er walked towards the altar.

Come to the altar square.

No one noticed Lu Zhou and Xiao Yuan'er.

The two successfully blended into the crowd.

Xiao Yuan'er pointed to a nearby flying chariot and said, "It is the flying chariot of the Demon Temple Sect!"

Except for Mosha Sect.

Around the altar square, there are also the banners of Zhengyi, the famous sect of Jingmingdao.

Sure enough... the practitioners of the righteous path and the practitioners of the magic path all looked ugly, and looked up at the sky with some panting.

Lu Zhou's eyes swept around the altar... Under the gaze of the Eye of Reality, almost everyone was in a state of hostility.

If this is to reveal the identity, is it worth it?

It may be difficult to take Zhaoyue away from so many forces.

Three invulnerables, three fatal blows... It's enough to retreat.

at this time.

Above the altar, a monk flew out of the flying chariot and fell slowly.

With hands clasped together, the cassock shone with golden light.

"Kong Xuan of Dakong Temple?" Someone exclaimed in surprise.

As Kong Xuan slowly descended, a voice sounded: "The abbot has ordered that the saint Zhaoyue of this grand ceremony will be taken away by Dakong Temple. Dear donors, please forgive me."

"Bald donkey! Did you take the Holy Maiden away as you said, and put me right there?" A robed man pointed at Kong Xuan and scolded.

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