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Chapter 68
Xiaolan, who was hiding not far away, was startled by the spreading flames and immediately fell to the ground, alerting the Black Fox King who was looking for the book of power.

Downstairs, a monk shouted: "It's on fire! It's on fire!!"

There were also monks who rang the Buddhist bell as a warning and reminder.

The monks who were practicing outside the temple rushed to the Sutra Pavilion with water.

However, the Black Fox King's flame is not so easy to extinguish.

The speed of the fire's spread far exceeded everyone's imagination.

After Abbot Sanzang saw it, he rushed to the Sutra Pavilion. Several monks who had just come to put out the fire were already kneeling on the ground and had no strength to escape.

They were coughing from smoke and surrounded by scorching flames.

Inside the Sutra Pavilion, the Black Fox King saw Xiaolan running away.

With a wave of one hand, the bookshelf in the distance instantly fell over in advance and hit Xiaolan.

The thin Xiaolan seemed uninjured, but the flames around her choked her to the point where she kept coughing and couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Help! Help!!"

Xiaolan, who was pinned down by the bookshelf, started shouting for help.

At this time, Abbot Sanzang, who had just arrived, saw several monks trapped in the flames.

I saw Sanzang clasping his hands together, and a soft golden light appeared on his body.

Then, as the body moves forward, the flames are automatically extinguished.

Soon, Abbot Tripitaka walked up to the monk and cleared a way for everyone to escape.

"Abbott, the fire started from here. It burned so fast. You have to put out the fire quickly!" A monk reminded, pointing behind him.

"From here? No, the book of rights!" Abbot Sanzang's face instantly became solemn.

Abbot Sanzang, whose body was glowing with golden light, walked quickly into the flames, and then heard Xiaolan's cry for help.

When he saw Xiaolan being pinned down by the bookshelf, he didn't hesitate at all. He directly held the bookshelf with one hand, and then erected the bookshelf with a wave of his hand.

Physically, Abbot Tripitaka is definitely not weak.

In terms of Qigong, it can scare the Dragon King of Qiantang River.

In terms of spirituality, he practiced the secret art of dreaming and the magic of capturing shadows.

Abbot Tripitaka is considered one of the most powerful masters among humans.

"Ahem, ahem, Abbot Sanzang, it wasn't me who set the fire, it was the witch!" Xiaolan explained quickly after seeing Abbot Sanzang.

"I will send you out, but I still have to get something very important." Sanzang supported Xiaolan, covering the two of them with protective golden light, and walked freely in the sea of ​​fire.

The two of them walked forward and walked into a small cubicle. In this room, a golden Buddha statue was enshrined. Abbot Sanzang walked up to the Buddha statue and gently turned it.

Then, a trap hole suddenly appeared on the wooden floor in front of the Buddha statue.

Inside the cave entrance, there is only a book of power placed on a stone platform!
The Black Fox King, who had already been hidden, had noticed Abbot Sanzang a long time ago. At this time, he sensed the appearance of the power book, and suddenly seemed to change shape, covered with blue flames, and moved into the room out of thin air.

"The Book of Power! Mine!!
That's my book of power! ! "The Black Fox King waved one hand and sucked away all the flames, then stretched out his hand again and stretched out his claws towards the Book of Power.

Abbot Sanzang quickly hugged the book, but he almost let it go.

The power of the Black Fox King is much stronger than Abbot Tripitaka.

Xiaolan, who was hiding behind Abbot Sanzang, pointed at the Black Fox King nervously, and then exclaimed: "Abbot Sanzang, it's her, this witch!"

Abbot Sanzang's eyes widened, the golden light on his body flashed and flickered, and he looked shaky.

"Who are you!?" Abbot Sanzang asked. "A demon with boundless spells who will soon rule the world!" the Black Fox King replied.

"Why does she have such a voice?" Xiaolan whispered.

The Black Fox King, who has a keen sense, naturally heard this sentence, so he replied directly: "Don't care about my appearance, this is just my borrowed body. 1000 years ago, everyone called me the Black Fox King!"

The Black Fox King, who revealed her identity, raised her hands high and opened her huge cloak, revealing her perfect and bumpy figure.

Abbot Sanzang's pupils were trembling, and he held his forehead with one hand, and then murmured to himself: "Black Fox King, the former demon of the Central Plains!? This is impossible!!"

"Ah, Abbot Sanzang, is she a bad person!?" Xiaolan asked.

"Take it, take it, take this and run away! Hurry!!" Abbot Sanzang said, stuffing the Book of Power into Xiaolan's arms, then stretched out his hands, bringing up layers of air waves, and faced the Black Fox King. Look at each other.

On the other side, Zhang Bairen, who had been in seclusion for a night, finally felt blessed and took the last step.

Bloodline and soul all transform at the same time.

A dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky, and even the blue soul shield beside him shattered in an instant.

The souls who had been waiting for a long time wanted to observe it collectively, but under this golden light, they could only shrink inside the pagoda.

"Such a strong aura, what kind of sign is this!?"

"Could this change in the sky be the reincarnation of a god!?"

"It's possible!"

"No, his appearance seems to be himself!!"

In the golden light, a humanoid figure with an indifferent expression, a majestic face, and a noble temperament revealed his true face.

The appearance of the true spirit and dharma form is actually Zhang Bairen himself!

Moreover, behind this Dharma image, there is a layer of aperture, and certain patterns are carved on the aperture.

For example, long sword, magatama, fist, muscle, heavenly sword, Tai Chi, and a still vague black hole.

Zhang Bairen opened his eyes, and the Dharma image that was hundreds of meters away suddenly shrank to normal size.

Looking at the mirrored figure in front of him, Zhang Bairen was a little confused.

What's going on? Why isn't it an animal or a mythical beast?

Could it be said that because I am a time traveler, the essence of my soul is still myself?
If you think about it carefully, it should be possible.

“The Dharma is originally about returning to one’s origins, understanding one’s mind and one’s nature.

Therefore, my appearance is exactly the same as mine, which is actually quite normal. "Zhang Bairen comforted himself.

"There are also bloodline magical powers, which are not fire and water control, nor are they telekinesis.

Instead, strengthen yourself and strengthen your different abilities.

For example, Pirate's swordsmanship, Kenshin's muscles, Sabagi's fists, Fengyun's swordsmanship, etc.

Because the current strength is limited, I can only strengthen two abilities at the same time, but this is also very good, which is equivalent to actively increasing skills. "Zhang Bairen stood up. On the bright golden wheel behind the Dharma image, the pattern of the heavenly sword flashed and the pattern of the long sword also flashed.

Then, Zhang Bairen transformed into sword light and rushed towards the Sutra Pavilion.

When he just broke through, Zhang Bairen sensed that there was a very powerful evil aura and hot aura over there, as well as the familiar power of Abbot Sanzang.

　If you don’t need to stay up any longer, I’ll write two more in the afternoon or evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)