From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 132 The poor way is here, just to destroy the religion

Lin Qingxuan saw that the Imam of Said Dome of the Rock, Yikhamani, was a pagan wise man with a high level of cultivation. He knew that he had never participated in the attack on the Yuqing Palace, so he mercifully let him go and left Saiyi. De Dome Temple Lin Qingxuan found the largest temple in the city again - Farid Dome Temple.

The monastery is the home of a non-mainstream ascetic sect of the Tianfang Sect. It is said that the suzerain Ibn Farid sat in meditation in a cave in Cairo, Egypt for more than ten years, and finally became the first-generation suzerain of the ascetic sect, and even created " "Drunken Dreams of the Same Body Dafa", the Asceticism School has been expanded, and it has become a faction second only to the Muer Cleansing School in the Tianfang Religion in the Western Regions.

Lin Qingxuan quietly entered the Farid Dome Temple this time, but he did not see Ibn Farid, who is said to have unfathomable martial arts. Only later did I learn that Ibn Farid went to the Dome of the Prophet in the holy city of Medina to participate in a grand event of the Tianfang religion.

Lin Qingxuan learned that the holy festival of their sect was coming, so the heads of the major sects gathered in the Holy City Prophet Holy Temple to discuss the meaning of the scriptures, recite the scriptures and praise the holy, and celebrate Christmas.

Since the world of Tianfang Sect has no unified caliphate, the leaders of each sect have preached their own missions. However, on the occasion of the Holy Chronicle, Mohammed of the Muer Cleansing Sect has the style of the head of one party, and he can gather all the sects. The head sect master gathered at the Holy Temple. Lin Qingxuan knew in his heart that this Muhammad, not to mention martial arts, was the prestige of his wrist and the mental means of gathering the Ming Sect to attack the Yuqing Palace. If he did not kill him, it must be The first rival of Quanzhen Sect's mission in the Western Regions.

Knowing that the high-ranking members of the Muir Puritans would gather at the Holy Mosque in Medina, Lin Qingxuan left Baghdad and walked quickly to the southwest.

Most of the land in the Arabian Peninsula is desert, and Medina is close to the west side of the Red Sea. Lin Qingxuan thought that sending Baghdad to the desert would have to cross more than 1000 miles of desert. Without a guide and camel team who are familiar with the desert, it is almost impossible to complete task.

If Lin Qingxuan was just a master of martial arts, he would naturally not dare to ask Da to cross the desert alone, but now he has practiced both the Black Water True Technique and Fen Jue to the highest level of the fifth floor, and a little exercise will make his whole body cool. Surrounded by the wind, even if the sun is shining brightly, there will be no sweat flowing across the desert.

Moreover, Lin Qingxuan is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and he will not lose his way in the desert. However, it took three days to reach a small town called Aride in the depths of the desert. After asking the direction of Medina, he knew where to go Going south, turned around and headed northwest, and in less than a day and a night, I saw the ancient little city of the Prophet sitting in the middle of the mountain range.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the full moon was rising in the sky. It was the fifteenth day of the ninth month in the Chinese lunar calendar, but for the local Arabs, it was the twelfth day of the third month. This day was the day when the believers of the Dome of the Rock commemorated the saint and the prophet. birthday holiday.

Before going up the mountain, the sky was getting darker, and there were countless men and women in white robes on the mountain road who were chanting sutras while praying and going up the mountain.

Lin Qingxuan paced up the mountain. He didn't go far before he saw the Prophet City in the middle of the mountain tower in front of him getting closer and closer. Behind the low city wall was a huge white-painted dome temple with nine column towers. Standing in line, the towers are lit with lights, reflecting the monastery brightly, and the sound of chanting sutras is constantly heard, which makes people feel awe in their hearts when they see them from a distance.

After the sky became completely dark, the Prophet's Temple became the only bright spot in the mountain. Lin Qingxuan snorted coldly and said secretly, "The trick to pretending to be a ghost is clever."

When I walked outside the city, I saw that the ground inside and outside the city was covered with blankets. On each blanket sat a believer. They bowed to the temple and chanted sutras constantly. Because they were addicted to religious ceremonies, they did not. People noticed the arrival of Lin Qingxuan, a heretic.

Lin Qingxuan looked at the crowd of people in front of him and listened to the uniform chanting sound. He also had a feeling of admiration for this great religion in the Western Regions. He knew that this religion, which was born the latest but will be the most widely preached in the future, does have many unique features. , but if they want to be enemies of Quanzhen Sect, they will have to be hard-hearted to use demon-subduing methods.

Lin Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and saw that several people on the high platform of the monastery in front seemed to have seen him, and then they rushed into the monastery. news.

Lin Qingxuan laughed loudly in the sky, and the laughter suddenly sounded like a thunderous rumble of chanting. All the believers outside the city looked at Lin Qingxuan with bewilderment and fear.

"Qingxuan Taoist from Quanzhen Sect came to visit Mu'er Cleansing Sect."

Lin Qingxuan's words were in Arabic, and every word echoed over the city of the Prophet, as if there were faint echoes from the distant mountain walls.

A crisp voice came from the Prophet's Temple: "True Monarch Qingxuan is indeed here, what advice do you have? Come in and talk!"

"Pindao is here only to destroy the Demon Sect."

Lin Qingxuan sneered, and leaped out more than ten feet away. With a slight tap of his right foot on the low city wall, it flew more than ten feet away and landed on the large square in front of the Prophet's Temple. Thousands of people knelt on the square. The believers fled in panic.

Lin Qingxuan saw that there were more believers in the city than outside the city. He estimated that there were tens of thousands of ordinary believers who came to the Prophet City for pilgrimage. He was worried about accidentally hurting their lives, and said solemnly: "The Muer Cleansing Sect killed my Quanzhen disciples. , Destroy my Yuqing Palace, and the poor Dao came to report to the Great Imam to teach Mr. Mohammed, today only punish the evil leader, not hurt the believers, please wait for the believers to disperse quickly!"

Many believers stood up in shock, and many brave people even pulled out daggers from their waists and rushed up, about to end up with Lin Qingxuan, the heretic who disturbed the Holy Order and rammed the prophet.

Lin Qingxuan saw that they were lingering in his heart, and more than a hundred people took out sharp knives and surrounded them, snorted coldly, and let out a long whistle. The whistling sound was like a tsunami. His face paled.

The hundred and ten believers who were closest to Lin Qingxuan with sharp weapons staggered back two steps, raised their hands to cover their ears, and fell to the ground in a coma.

Lin Qingxuan's long howl was full of energy, and it stopped after a quarter of an hour. At this time, most of the thousands of believers in the small Prophet City and in front of the Prophet's Temple were already unconscious. Cover your ears tightly.

"The grievances and grievances between the two religions have their own explanations. Why did the real monarch anger the believers of my sect?"

A long sigh came from the temple, the voice was not loud, and the tone was sad, but it cut into Lin Qingxuan's whistling like a knife.

Lin Qingxuan stopped immediately and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that your sect would have a great master in charge, which really made the poor Dao happy. Then the Fire Worship Cult and the Ming Cult couldn't help but fight, but no one could hold the palm of the poor Dao even more. how!"

Lin Qingxuan spoke stylishly and stood in the square in front of the Prophet's Temple. When he said the last word, he stood in front of the purification pool where the scriptures were preached in the Prophet's Temple. Behind the clean pool were the two tallest minarets.

There is a spacious stone platform in the center of the bidet. The center of the platform is covered with blankets. On it sits cross-legged a man in his sixties. His gray beard is neatly groomed. He wears a black robe and holds an iron rod with a crescent head in his hand.

Around this man were sitting cross-legged dozens of men of different ages but also wearing white robes and black robes. The Imam of the Dome of Saeed, Yikhamani, was sitting among them, looking at himself with a smile.

Lin Qingxuan knew that these people were probably the sect masters of the various sects of the Tianfang Sect, and the person in the middle of the crescent rod should be Mohammed, the head of the Muer Cleansing Sect.

When he saw Yi Hameni, Lin Qingxuan knew that he must have come back to report to Muhammad and others. Then Muhammad and others should also know that Zoroastrianism and Mingjiao had been destroyed by themselves, but they did not. Running away, I am afraid that there is something to rely on, thinking that I can overcome myself.

Lin Qingxuan looked around at everyone, the magic in his body was working, his eyes were shining like jade, and he was flashing with vigor, so that almost no one of the masters and teachers sitting at the back of the purification pool could not see Lin Qingxuan's eyes and looked sideways.

Glancing around, Lin Qingxuan only saw an extremely thin, filthy old man with knotted hair who was not afraid of his gaze, and then the head teacher Mohammad, surrounded by the grand master and others.

Thinking about the experts of the Western Tianfang Sect in his mind, Lin Qingxuan looked at the old man who was sitting in the corner like a beggar, smiled and said, "Your Excellency is Imam Farid, the suzerain of the Ascetic Sect, I just heard your sigh, martial arts I am afraid that you have already gradually transformed into a realm, and your martial arts are probably the number one among all the religions in the Western Regions."

The old man raised his eyelids, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he grinned, revealing a mouth of pitch-black rotten teeth, and said, "You are very powerful. You have killed dozens of masters of the Megatron side in our Western Regions for so many years. I heard that you also killed the Ming Sect. and Zoroastrianism.

Although these two sects have no masters who can take action, the four elders of the Fire Worship Sect and the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are all old people of my generation. Even I am afraid of three points, you can kill them all, I don't think I am your opponent. "

Just now, the sigh of the ascetic master, Farid, disturbed Lin Qingxuan's Qing Xiao, which proved that his internal strength has reached the peak. It is hard to say how martial arts, but pure internal strength is no longer among the four great masters. down.

Lin Qingxuan has been in the Western Regions for ten years, and this is the first time he has encountered a master who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the four great masters. Looking at Mohammed, who has the ability to suppress all sects and become the headmaster, Lin Qingxuan estimates that this person's martial arts are not in the law. under virtue.

There are two great masters in the Tianfang Sect, and it is no wonder that it has become the largest sect in the Western Regions.

Lin Qingxuan said with a loud laugh: "Pindao came here only to seek revenge, as long as your ascetic faction doesn't stop me, we don't have to do it."

After speaking, Lin Qingxuan turned his head to look at Mohammed and said, "Mohammed, Pindao gives you a chance, you and all the masters in your sect will besiege Pindao, and Pindao is too lazy to go one by one. found."

Muhammad sneered, and a fat giant suddenly stood up on the stone platform. He said sternly, "I am the Great Mufti Ali Baba of the Muer Cleansing Sect. Gathering the sand with your fingers, smashing the shattered limbs, hehe, come on, let me see how much more powerful your Quanzhen martial arts are than those old masters!"

After speaking, Ali Baba spread his arms, and his bones crackled, obviously he had trained the outer door magic to the pinnacle.

When Lin Qingxuan saw that this strong man had such a skill, he knew that Senior Brother Wang's defeat in his hands was not sloppy, but since this man was the chief culprit, he just used it to establish his prestige.

Lin Qingxuan stood in front of Alibaba as soon as he thought about it, his right hand grabbed Alibaba's waist and eye for some reason, and Alibaba, who was still majestic like an iron tower just now, boasted about his figure and almost fell.

Lin Qingxuan threw Alibaba's huge body up, and with a flick of his arm, his huge body flew towards the purification pool.

Muhammad had no idea that Alibaba was not Lin Qingxuan's enemy of unity. He hurriedly got up and would use the "Dengxiao Magical Technique", and put the iron rod on Alibaba's back, even if ten mad cows rushed towards him. Immediately stopped, but under the pressure of an unstoppable force, Mohammed took two steps back, and the iron rod in his hand, which was mixed with emery and enough to break a sword, snapped into two pieces.

Then Ali Baba was still castrated and plunged into the washing pool, splashing a large amount of water, and everyone went to look at Ali Baba in the pool, but they saw that he had lost his head for some reason, and there was nothing on his shoulders.

It wasn't until the waves in the purification pool shook and blood gushed out from Ali Baba's neck, and everyone realized that he had just fallen into the pool and hit his head in the chest. Obviously, he was completely dead. .

Seeing that Alibaba was killed by Lin Qingxuan, everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

"Alibaba has always been known as one of the five masters in the Western Regions, and has been as famous as the leader of the Ming sect Ayimu for many years. I didn't expect that he was still killed by the Qingxuan Zhenjun with a single move. You are already number one in the world, you are a senior, and your martial arts are outstanding, so why do you have to kill them all?"

Yi Hameni got up and said with a sad face.

Muhammad secretly regretted in his heart, regretting that he did not listen to Yi Hameni's advice yesterday, thinking that he and Farid were two top experts, and Alibaba practiced the divine power of apologetics, the three of them can work together. Easily extinguish Ming Cult Zoroastrianism.

If Lin Qingxuan dares to come, no matter how high his martial arts are, the three of them can resist him. In addition, the sect masters of the holy temple are also not mediocre. Together, they will be able to kill Lin Qingxuan, and then they will defeat him. The prestige of Qingxuan Zhenjun swept away the Quanzhen disciples in the Western Regions. Since then, the Ming Sect's Zoroastrianism has been wiped out, and Quanzhen has been eliminated. The Muer Cleansing Sect can dominate the Western Regions, and he can become a living caliph.

However, Ali Baba was like a doll in Lin Qingxuan's hands, and he was killed by one move. Mohammed just wanted to stop him but his scepter was broken. He thought to himself that he was afraid that he would be able to support up to twenty moves. Farid Heli is not an opponent either.

Mohammed was timid, knowing that he had to besiege Lin Qingxuan with all the high-ranking disciples of the monastery to have a chance of survival, and immediately shouted: "You are an idol-worshiping demon sect from the Eastern Middle Earth, you have killed me for many years. The masters of the Western Regions, you Mongolian demons slaughtered my children in the Western Regions, and our brothers and sisters have been killed by you. The Crusaders are the mortal enemies of my Tianfang Sect!
Sovereigns, I will take action together and surround and kill the pagan Zhenjun Qingxuan who has defiled the Holy Land! "

Originally, many grandmasters had long wanted to retire, but Mohammed raised the height to the hatred of religion, ethnicity and family and country.

Everyone immediately understood that if they watched Lin Qingxuan break into the Holy Land, kill the Great Mufti Ali Baba in front of everyone at the Christmas festival and in the Holy Temple, the Holy Religion would be disgraced, and everyone would have no face. What sect master is in charge, let alone explain to the believers in and outside the city.

So after Mohammed finished speaking, Farid jumped up immediately, and the long black and pointed nails on both hands drew Chi Chi Feng Jin and grabbed Lin Qingxuan's face, and the rest of the people took out their weapons and rushed over.

(End of this chapter)