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14 : My heart was set on the bright moon ticket

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My Heart Was Originally Toward the Bright Moon

The red-robed old monk's body stiffened slightly, and he was a little stunned.

Just now, the aura around Ksitigarbha seemed to be only at the fifth or sixth realm.

This was also the reason why he dared to face this Netherworld Ksitigarbha.

As far as he knew, although Yin Si was terrifying, the core members were not all in the same rank. There were top-notch experts, and there were also fourth and fifth realm experts.

It seemed that he had kicked a steel plate?

Zheng Yuan didn't give the old monk any time to think. He attacked immediately. The sun behind him burst out with boundless light and crashed into the old monk.

The red-robed old monk's expression changed drastically.

He was the abbot of the Titanium Temple, but he was only at the sixth realm.

Facing this attack, he felt a rare sense of fear. He wanted to dodge, but he was locked by Zheng Yuan's terrifying aura and could not move.

The falling sun was about to smash the old monk to death.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist proclamation sounded, and a palm that looked like pure glass stretched out from the inner courtyard of the Titanium Temple. In an instant, it extended and spanned hundreds of meters.

The glass palm caught the great sun and gently flipped it over, extinguishing it.

A burnt smell filled his palm.

A monk in plain clothes was holding a broom in his right hand and his left hand was trembling slightly behind his back.

Zheng Yuan's eyes narrowed as he understood that this eighth level monk was probably the foundation of the Titanium Temple.

The red-robed old monk was pleasantly surprised."

"Martial Granduncle!"

The monk in plain clothes ignored him. Instead, he looked solemnly at Ksitigarbha, who was dressed in white.

"This matter is our fault. Can you take the Six Paths Scripture and leave?”

Zheng Yuan smiled lightly, his eyes filled with killing intent."

"What? You wanted me to change my mask just now and said that I blasphemed Bodhisattva. Now, you've changed your attitude?”

The monk's expression did not change. He sighed slightly.

"This matter is our fault. I hope you can forgive us.”

Zheng Yuan's bones and muscles exploded. His eyes were filled with coldness. Suddenly, an explosive force rose as he stretched out his right foot and stomped hard.

It was vaguely accompanied by the cry of a divine elephant.

The divine elephant suppressed the prison, and with one step, it suppressed the gods and devils.

This stomp exploded the air, accompanied by a shocking elephant cry, and came crashing down.

The monk's indifferent expression disappeared. His body suddenly shifted sideways, narrowly avoiding the kick.

Boom!

The entire Titanium Temple shook violently, and the ground cracked. Some monks and novices lost their balance and fell to the ground.

The monk in plain clothes burst out in a low voice.

"Attack together!"

As a great temple, Titanium Temple had a long history.

Another four old monks stepped out from the backyard, and Buddhist light gradually surrounded them.

However, they were all ancient giants at the seventh level.

The four ancient titans stood in all directions and surrounded Zheng Yuan.

One of them, whose hair and beard were all white, said solemnly,"

"If you leave now, we will forget about this matter. We are good at planning formations, and you may not be a match for us.”

Zheng Yuan's white robes fluttered in the wind, and he no longer looked as fierce as before.

He smiled lightly. He was not afraid at all when facing four ancient titans and an Almighty.

His eyes flashed with killing intent as he said softly,"

"Today's matter ends today. Why must hatred last overnight? Today, the Titanium Temple will be destroyed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Yuan's body was surrounded by a sparkling immortal light. He punched out horizontally, filled with the True Meaning of Reincarnation.

It was just a punch, but it strangely reversed the space and struck the four old monks and the monk in plain clothes at the same time.

The expressions of the old monks changed drastically. They each used their divine powers. Buddhist light rippled around their bodies, and there was a faint chanting of Sanskrit.

However, it was useless.

The punch spun the Six Paths Reincarnation and instantly obliterated the Buddhist light.

The faces of the four old monks turned pale. Their chests caved in, and blood sprayed into the sky.

The monk barely managed to take the punch, but he was not in a good state either. There was a drop of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Glancing at the four seriously injured old monks, the monk in plain clothes looked furious and shouted,"

"Thief from the Underworld, you deserve to die!"

He swept the broom in his hand, and a large amount of Buddhist light turned into a rain of light that flew towards Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan chuckled and remained motionless.

The rain of Buddhist light fell and stopped in front of him.

One of the four techniques that Zheng Yuan had stacked up to the eighth level was called the Dustless Body.

If this technique was completed, all paths would retreat and no other techniques would be able to invade it.

The monk's face twitched. The power of this Netherworld Ksitigarbha was beyond his imagination.

Zheng Yuan attacked again, and the air exploded. He held a small sun in his hand, accompanied by the cry of the divine elephant, the true meaning of the six paths.

The monk in plain clothes cried out in his heart. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't.

His entire body was locked down by the divine prison phenomenon that stretched out, and he could not move.

Bang!

Her head exploded and her clothes were dyed red.

Zheng Yuan, who had reached the eighth realm with four techniques, was far superior to ordinary eighth realm mighty figures.

Not to mention cultivating tens of thousands of other cultivation techniques.

The red-robed old monk was stunned, and so were all the monks and novice monks of the Titanium Temple.

The monk in plain clothes died just like that?

The four ancient titans who were severely injured roared,

"Martial Uncle!"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Zheng Yuan retracted his bloody palm and did not look at the four corpses on the ground. He was disappointed.

"My heart was set on the moon, but the moon was set on the ditch?”

After a pause, Zheng Yuan scratched his head in distress."

"No, no, it doesn't fit the scene."

Zheng Yuan looked at the red-robed old monk, who was standing there in a daze, and said with a benevolent expression,"

"I'm just here to ask for a Buddhist scripture. Why are you guys doing this?”

After saying that, Zheng Yuan stretched out his finger and tapped lightly.

The sandalwood prayer beads in the old monk's hands were scattered on the ground. They were stained with blood and rolled far away.

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