My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The master is here.

He really came!

Walking six steps, you will cross six thousand miles, like a fairy **** who is measuring the world on foot, and the magical powers are so vast that people are shocking.

Obviously, it was only a very leisurely step, but the 6,000-mile journey was fleeting.

The whole world, at this moment, became dark and dark, and all the light was covered by the figure of the old man.

Raising his hand slowly, he lifted the ancient temple of Wangchuan Temple to the sky, exposing the Buddha head sitting in the depths of the ancient temple of Wangchuan Temple to the world.

It looked like a rat with a head shrunk, with the covering removed and exposed on the Sunshine Avenue.

The world is silent.

Everyone stared blankly at this magnificent scene.

Many first-class masters even sucked in air-conditioning and felt a great pressure. The old man just stood, as if pulling the endless pressure of heaven and earth.

"It's the Master!"

"Master left the school palace, the master in Jixia Academy actually left the school palace and appeared here?"

"Everyone knows that the master is strong, but who has really seen it, the master shot?"

Each and every one of the first-class masters looked horrified, whether it was Daxia's first-class or Dazhou's first-class, they were all shocked.

The Master's identity is very special. The strong above the rivers and lakes rarely see the Master's shots, but it is undeniable that the Master is absolutely strong. After all, it can carry the existence of a long heritage force like Jixia Academy. How can it be weak?

Compared with the existence of Wangchuan Temple, Jixia Academy is only longer than the existence of Wangchuan Temple, and as the master of Jixia Academy, the master's strength is also unfathomable.

At least, the ordinary land fairy is definitely not enough to see in front of the master.

However, the world knows that the Master is not easy to take action, because this is the rule, and this is the reason why many people are not too scared even though they are afraid of going to the school.

But now, the Master, who has been staying deep in the Jixia Academy, has taken action.

Step out of Dongshan, stay to Wangchuan!

Is the Master's action for Luo Hong, a young disciple of Jixia Academy?

Many people were puzzled and they shouldn't, because there had been cases where the disciples of Jixia Academy were killed before, and the Master never took action at that time.

But now, the master has shot...

There must be something tricky in this.

After many first-class masters thought about it for a while, they seemed to understand the Master who raised the temple of the ancient temple with one hand and exposed the Buddha's head.

The reason appeared in the Buddha's head.

The existence of the Buddha head is already at the pinnacle of human cultivation, and he has long possessed the strength to ascend into the heavenly gate. However, the Buddha head kept saying that Luo Hong had become a demon.

The Master represents the ultimate human righteous way. The Buddha said that Luo Hong had become a demon. Isn't that questioning the Master's way of education and accusing him of having problems with his Confucianism?

From the questioning voice of the Master, many first-class masters have gradually cleared their minds.

In fact, the Master's appearance was not simply to relieve Luo Hong, but more because the Buddha's head was unruly and unreasonable, which angered the Master.

It is said that the Master's disciples have become demons. How many disciples are the Master?

This is no longer a simple slander, but a dispute over orthodoxy.

In this way, it would be reasonable for the Master to appear.

Mount Wuliang.

Luo Hong resisted the will of 30,000 monks, but he did not expect that the Master would actually appear here in person.

The Master's Will Possession Luo Hong was already very surprised, and now he actually appeared in person.

Luo Hong couldn't help being a little touched. After all, from the simple exchanges before, Luo Hong seemed to know that the Master was carrying as heavy pressure and tasks as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The Ksitigarbha guards hell, and the Master guards the world.

The Master dared to make a move, it was definitely under tremendous pressure.

For such an ineffective little disciple, the master was also broken.

And on the Mount Wuliang.

Thirty thousand Buddhas and monks, as well as the complicated Faluo Master, stood quietly.

Although, they felt that the Buddha was wrong.

However, at this moment, the Master appeared at the foot of Wuliang Mountain and questioned the Buddha. They couldn't easily get out of the relationship.

After all, they are still the monks of Wangchuan Temple, they are the monks of Wangchuan Temple for life, and the soul of Wangchuan Temple for death.

They cannot easily retreat.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's head was indeed a little surprised at first, but after the astonishment, there was a bit of complicated emotions.

"Master, you actually left Jixia Academy and came here personally."

"Do you know the consequences?"

Buddha said.

Although on the surface calm, there is a feeling of beeping a dog in his heart.

He bet that the master bears a heavy responsibility, and will not leave Jixia Academy easily, and will not easily make a move.

However, he did not expect that the Master actually came.

"Why is this so?"

The Buddha sighed.

"Is it worth it for just a little Luo Hong?"

The Buddha said with emotion.

The Master held his hand, and the clean Confucian shirt on his body was constantly flying.

"Why is it worth doing with you?"

"Besides, this incident is not simply because of Luo Hong. You are questioning the old man's education policy, and you are questioning Jixia Academy... This has already involved the acupuncture of Taoism."

"Just Luo Hong?"

"Now Luo Hong is an old man's little apprentice, and it represents my walking in the world at Jixia Academy!"

"However, you said he was mad."

"You are pouring dirty water on the old man's Confucianism! His heart is shameful!"

The Master said.

"As for the consequences?"

"What do you think the old man needs to fight you?"

Afterwards, he smiled and slapped his backhand.

The ancient temple, supported by the palm of the invisible force, suddenly slammed down.

boom!

The ancient temple smashed down in an instant, and the entire Wuliang Mountain trembled violently at this moment, constantly shaking.

And a ray of Buddha's light bursts from the depths of the ancient temple, and the golden glow is radiant, but it is the Buddha's head.

The Buddha's head was suspended one after another, forming an infinite Buddha light that blocked the palm of the Master.

The surrounding world is silent.

An old monk and an old man are confronting each other, and the two are fighting like gods.

Although their words are ordinary, they sound like thunder in the ears of others.

The first-grade masters all sucked in air-conditioning.

Who could have imagined that the secret realm of the Ksitigarbha was over, and as a result, something more noticeable occurred.

The Buddha's head was infatuated with the devil, and the master went out to the east...

Great things in the world!

...

This matter is indeed a matter of the world's attention.

In the secret realm of the Jizo, the master will possess Luo Hong, with an invincible posture, crushing the existence of the will of all parties.

Great Xia Emperor Beijing, in Tianan City.

After the Tianji Gate, the Tianji Palace.

As if there was a sleeping will awakening, and the terrifying will power, the sky above Tianan City was suddenly full of clouds and colorful rays of light continued to surge.

All the civil and military officials in the imperial capital bowed slightly at this moment.

This is the will of Emperor Xia, vaguely above the Tianji Palace, condensing a pure golden stalwart figure, standing on the top of the palace, looking at the direction of Wuliang Mountain.

Gao Lishi, the old **** with white hair, appeared in front of Tianji Palace in a noble purple robe.

The whisk was placed between the wrists, and the old **** leaned slightly.

The stalwart figure waved his hand.

"Here."

Gao Lishi bowed.

When the words fell, Gao Lishi in a purple robe suddenly had a strong surge of air around his body, and in the next instant, his body escaped hundreds of meters away and turned into a small black spot, and the air was swept out of layers, like a purple air. Snake.

...

To the east of the Daxia Dynasty is the state of the Dachu Dynasty.

At this moment.

The blazing sun shines brightly.

The ancient palace bell rang long and magnificent.

The female emperor of the Great Chu is graceful, graceful and beautiful. She wears a long and narrow dragon robe. She stands behind the palace corridor paved with white jade. Her long eyelashes tremble, and a bit of brilliance flickers under her eyes.

A sword glow like thunder on the ground, rushed up from an ancient mansion in Da Chu Imperial City. The swords of all the swordsmen in the entire Da Chu Imperial City were shaking at this moment, as if they were about to be sucked away by this sword light. Similar.

After a long time, the sword light dispersed.

In the void, a handsome middle-aged swordsman carried his hands on his back and stepped on his broad sword. The sword was in the sky. Behind him, the sword glow constantly shattered into the sky.

"Wu Ce, the contemporary Patriarch of the Wu Family, has met your Majesty."

Wu Ce stepped on the sword, bowed slightly, and his robe was hunting and flying, dazzling.

The female emperor wore a crown on her head, noble and glamorous, and her white chin was slightly nodded. Then, she held the wide sleeves of the luxurious robe with one hand and waved her hand.

Wu Ce immediately clasped his fists, and in the next moment, it turned into a sword light and fleeed away in an instant.

...

The Great Zhou Dynasty, a low-key dynasty.

On this day, in the depths of the palace, there was a very magnificent Taoist temple with red walls and black tiles, and the gates were high.

View within.

The Emperor Da Zhou walked out of the alchemy room and patted the dust left over from alchemy on his body.

With a vicissitudes of life and a slightly shaggy face, he looked towards Wangchuan Temple.

"Master goes out of the school palace..."

"Ha ha."

With a chuckle, the very low-key Emperor Da Zhou took out a small golden bell and shook it gently.

The sound of bells is clear and sweet.

In the sky, a white cloud as white as cotton floated.

Above the white clouds, a beautiful Taoist aunt sat cross-legged, wearing a Tai Chi robe and a lotus crown on her head. There is a fire cloud pattern on her eyebrows like cinnabar, adding a little bit of dust and a little more charming and charming.

Even the loose robes could not hide the plump figure of Taoist aunt.

"Trouble Mr. Hong Dao has gone, this matter is very important."

The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was as gentle as jade, looked at Daogu, and smiled.

"Your Majesty is polite."

Daogu's plump red lips slightly opened, revealing a neat row of teeth, and then she sat cross-legged like cotton-like clouds, which floated out instantly.

...

Three rays of light flashed quickly, one purple, one blue, one white... Swiftly like three fairy gods, passing across the sky.

The speed is extremely fast, and at this moment, the Master has just taken six steps to reach Wangchuan Temple.

In the Chunfeng Xiaolou.

Li Xiuyuan, who had just made the warm tea and was waiting for the master's return, seemed to sense something, raised his head and looked over the academy.

Shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's really like a bunch of mad dogs smelling fishy..."

"Does it take a long time for the Master to deal with the Buddha head who has just entered the four realms?"

Li Xiuyuan stood up, stretched, took out a sage book and continued to read it.

...

The top of Wangchuan Temple.

The Buddha's head, Fatian, is surrounded by Buddhist beads engraved with obscure Sanskrit scripts. One after another small Buddhas seem to be formed in the beads.

The gorgeous and noble ancient temple collapsed and shattered between applause.

Many first-class masters have a chill in their hearts.

This... is too strong.

The master held his hands on his back and looked at the Buddha's head Fa Tian calmly.

"Oh?"

"Looking at you, do you want to hold the old man?"

The master laughed.

But I saw that the Master was walking step by step on the martial arts field on the top of Wuliang Mountain, and came to the side of Wanfozhong in the eyes of everyone.

With one hand behind him, one hand lifted the ten thousand jin bell.

The washed white Confucian shirts were flying around the room, and instantly stepped in front of Luo Hong.

"Xiao Luo, look good, what is the real righteous power."

The Master said.

When the words fell, the Master stepped down.

And on the martial arts field.

Thirty thousand Buddhas and monks changed their expressions. When they saw the bell of ten thousand Buddhas being picked up by the master at will, their complexions were full of ruddy, and a monk sat cross-legged.

Master Farrow folded his palms together, his robes bulged, and he suddenly crossed his knees.

In the surrounding ancient temples, there are also Buddha lights surging up, and Buddha shadows lingering in the world.

And in every ancient temple, there are old monks sitting cross-legged.

Their eyes looked at the Master holding the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell with one hand with incomparably complex expressions.

Although they do not agree with the actions of the Buddha's head Fatian, the Buddha's head Fatian is after all the Buddha's head of Wangchuan Temple and represents the facade of Wangchuan Temple.

They had to come forward.

boom!

During the chanting of the Buddha's voice, the light of the Buddha suddenly surging and turned into a curtain of light that fell from the sky and fell down fiercely.

Under the traction of the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell, it suddenly slammed into the Master.

The Ten Thousand-Buddha Bell, which was originally heavy in the hands of the Master, has become extremely heavy again. At this moment, the Ten Thousand-Buddha Bell carries the 8,000-year-old Buddha and Martial Destiny of Wangchuan Temple that has turned into substance.

It is as heavy as a mountain, and covers the world like a Buddha's hand.

However, the Master smiled.

"Take eight thousand years of Buddhist and martial luck to suppress the old man?"

"Just... Ronaldinho, look forward to it."

The Master's arm slammed, and the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell was actually thrown high by the Master.

The Buddha's head Fatian stared at the sky, his palms folded together, and behind it was a big Buddha with a height of several hundred feet.

The Buddha also has his palms on top of each other, and he wants to beat him toward the master.

The Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas floated, and the tunic of the Master suddenly tightened, with a blow, swinging on the Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Boom!

There was a crisp sound.

Numerous Buddha lights exploded, and the Buddha's hands shrouded by the huge Buddha directly exploded.

The Buddha's face changed slightly.

The master smiled, then took another palm shot, which was on the bell of ten thousand Buddhas.

The vast bells seemed to explode!

Zhong Bo swept away.

And no matter how broken the light curtain of the Buddha light is, what is frightening is that cracks have also emerged on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

At this moment, every monk in Wangchuan Temple was discolored.

Amitabha...fuck it!

What does the Master want? !

under.

Luo Hong was also shocked!

What is the master doing?

Is this the rhythm of breaking the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell? !

Is this the power of righteousness?

So overbearing? !

Do whatever you want like this?

Loved love!

In Luo Hong Niwan Palace, the Evil God Void suddenly disdain.

"Stupid Ronaldinho, he looks like he has never seen the world, if he wishes, let alone smash a broken bell and wipe out all the Buddhas with his fingers, it will only happen in a flash."

After the words fell, he added a tasteful cold snort, "Humph!"

Outside Wangchuan Temple.

The collision that occurred at this instant stunned all the first-grade masters.

The Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas, that is the holy relic of Wangchuan Temple, a real treasure, with unpredictable power.

result……

Between the master and the head of the Buddha in Wangchuan Temple, he planned to smash the Buddha bell directly when he said a word.

The old monks in the surrounding ancient temples are also Shen Ning's openings.

"Master... why is this so?!"

"Master, please keep your hands!"

"Amitabha... don't."

They are the Taoist monks of Wangchuan Temple in the past, and their strength is unfathomable. With them, they dare not make any changes in the first grade that surrounds Wangchuan Temple.

However, at this moment, the tone they revealed was somewhat pleading.

"The old man is also a reasonable person, you are the first to suppress the old man with Buddha's fortune and martial arts..."

The Master said.

The words fall.

A palm slapped on the bell of ten thousand Buddhas suddenly clenched with five fingers and turned into a punch.

A fist hit hard.

Boom!

The ten thousand Buddha bells seemed to utter a terrible cry!

The next moment, on the martial arts arena, 30,000 Buddhist monks only felt bored in their hearts. One monk had bleeding from his mouth and nose, spewing blood and his complexion was sallow.

The ground under Master Farrow burst out with lines, showing a sad expression on his face.

Above the sky.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell cracked and torn apart!

The eight thousand years of Buddha and martial arts of Wangchuan Temple, which was carried on the bell of ten thousand Buddhas, also broke apart when the bell of ten thousand Buddhas shattered!

The Buddha's light, like a waterfall that rushes down, swept down and smashed onto Wuliang Mountain.

Wuliang Mountain was suddenly swept up by a shocking wind.

The Master stood in the air, hunting in the Confucian shirt, glanced at Luo Hong, who was still yelling, and rolled his eyes.

This silly little apprentice.

In Luo Hong's dantian, the saint phantom opened his eyes, smiled like a flower, and squeezed out the saint's array with his hand, and a straight mantra floated out and hit the small Buddha bell.

The little Buddha's clock trembled and floated out of Luo Hong's dantian.

Soon, it hovered over Luo Hong's head.

The scattered Buddha lights, representing the eight thousand years of Buddha and martial arts of Wangchuan Temple, suddenly gathered towards the small Buddha bell.

boom!

The powerful Buddha light smashed down like a Fei Liu waterfall, and the entire Wuliang Mountain that it smashed was shaking.

Outside, many first-class masters were dumbfounded.

The Buddhist destiny of Wangchuan Temple... just like that was blown up? !

Luo Hong hurriedly sat cross-legged. Above his head, the small Buddha clock was shining brightly, constantly absorbing the luck of the Buddha. The Buddha light washed Luo Hong's body, and Luo Hong's body began to grow stronger in the Buddha light.

In Luo Hong's body, the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" passed by the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva runs naturally, and countless Buddha's light forms a small circle around him.

Nine, eight, seven...

Buddhism and Taoism began to grow continuously, as if the shackles and shackles were broken.

Suddenly, he reached the level of the fifth-grade small diamond.

And Luo Hong's whole body, a golden Buddha fruit condensed.

That is Luo Han Guo, the realm of Five-Rank Little King Kong, also known as One Fruit Little King Kong, and belongs to Buddhism Lohan.

Originally, even if Luo Hong had the Ksitigarbha scripture, it was not so easy to cultivate to this level. However, the Master broke the bell of ten thousand Buddhas at this moment and used the 8,000-year Buddha transport of Wangchuan Temple to give Luo Hong the practice.

Therefore, Luo Hong's Buddhism and Taoism cultivation soared.

Luo Hong, who was quick, was scared himself.

It turns out that Luo Hong's most talented person is actually practicing Buddha?

Could it be that Luo Hong... was born to be a monk?

And in the air.

The master laughed.

"It is these years that have made you so comfortable, and you have forgotten the rules of this world. Today, the old man will break a minute to let you wake up to the rules."

The Master said lightly.

After that, the words fell, and his eyes fell on the Buddha's head, Dharma Heaven, sitting in the ruins of the ancient temple.

"As for you, you said that the old man and the young disciple have been demonized and want to seal him underground for three years?"

"The old man will seal you up."

The Master said.

When the words fell, he raised his hand and grasped, with his fingers clasped.

The fragments of the ancient bell of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell came together quickly between the scratches to form a complete Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

The master patted the top of the clock.

Ten Thousand Buddha Bell whistled down.

"Do not!"

The sky has changed for the Buddha's head law.

What did he do?

He just said that Luo Hong would be sealed for a while after he had become a demon?

The Buddha's head Fatian was not reconciled, and the Buddha beads hovering around his body rose to the sky one after another, wanting to open the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

Naturally, the Master carried his hands on his back, and took a step forward like a river of righteousness.

Changhe fell.

The Buddha beads were scoured by the river of righteousness, and the Buddha nature on them collapsed, cracking with cracks.

Pattering, one by one Buddhist beads fell on the ground, bouncing endlessly.

The Buddha's head of Dharma and Heaven was cultivated to reach the sky, but at this moment, he was languid.

He laughed miserably.

"There is a Master..."

"You guard the rules of the world."

"The rules make you, and they also restrain you."

"You blocked the hope of most people... Sooner or later, you will be worse than the poor monk."

Fa Tiandao.

After that, he didn't struggle anymore, calmed down, and folded his palms together.

Boom!

The Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas slammed down, covering the Buddha's head, Fa Tian.

The edge of the Buddha clock is deeply sunken, and half of the ancient clock is embedded in it.

An invisible wave of air and bells exploded, blasting away the ruins of the ancient temple on the ground, like a lotus flower blooming on the earth.

Void.

The last words of the Buddha's head Fa Tian made the Master smile faintly.

"Ren Er, east, west, north and south wind."

"I am the most invincible in the world."

The words fall.

The Master glanced at Luo Hong, who was still absorbing the luck of Buddha. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

Afterwards, chuckled.

He didn't take Luo Hong away, but took one step. This time, he didn't need six steps, one step would span six thousand miles.

Back to Anping County, back to Jixia Academy, back to the dilapidated small pavilion.

The master sat down, stretched out his hand, and pinched Li Xiuyuan's poured tea.

The tea is not hot, just right.

at the same time.

Above the clouds, Gao Lishi dressed in purple robe, Wu Ce, the master of Wu's sword who came from the sword, and the plump Taoist aunt appeared one after another.

The master took a sip of tea and glanced at them.

The three arched their hands towards the Chunfeng Xiaolou, turned their heads and ran.

PS: It’s my birthday today. I plan to go out for dinner, so the update may be later. Ask for a monthly pass~