Immortality from plundering luck

Chapter 145 Master Fahai
Qingzhou, Qingfeng County.

In the western district of the county town, there is a temple covering a vast area. The area within a radius of dozens of miles is considered the territory of this temple.

The main gate was built in an extremely grand manner.

Above the tall arch, three big characters "Qinglong Temple" are written in gold-plated fonts.

Strictly speaking, there are only more than 3,000 monks in Qinglong Temple.

But its followers number far more than tens of thousands.

The entire western district radiates hundreds of miles with Qinglong Temple as its core, and can almost be regarded as the Qinglong Temple's sphere of influence.

The most core area is the Qinglong Temple with more than 3,000 monks.

The second circle is the families of these monks and believers with outstanding strength and relatively high status.

After another round, you will become a more ordinary believer.

The most magnificent hall is located deep in the Qinglong Temple.

The second most important person in Qinglong Temple, Fahai, was sitting on a cushion with a solemn expression on his face, meditating with his eyes closed.

"Uncle Fahai," a voice came from far away, followed by a hurried sound of footsteps.

Fahai still had his eyes closed in deep thought, as if he hadn't heard anything.

A burly figure appeared at the entrance of the hall, and a deep voice hummed: "Master Fahai, we have found out the cause of Junior Brother Yuan Liao's death."

Fahai opened his eyes, his face silent, and said calmly: "How did Yuan Le die?"

Although those disciples who managed to escape all said that Yuan Liao was killed by the strange lamp girl in the Red Tower.

But Fahai didn't believe it.

Yuan Liao is his favorite disciple. He has outstanding talent, indifferent temperament, and an extremely outstanding aptitude for cultivation.

Moreover, before Yuan Liao set out, Fahai gave Yuan Liao a Nine-Transformation Golden Pill.

At the critical moment, it can save your soul and life.

Fahai also knew something about the lamp girl in the Red Mansion. Although she was stronger than Yuan Liao, she could not kill Yuan Liao with his Vajra body.

Therefore, he sent people to conduct a covert investigation.

Today, we finally got the result.

The burly monk is named Yuan Teng, who is Yuan Liao's senior brother and one of the Eight Vajra of Qinglong Temple. He is extremely angry about Yuan Liao's death and volunteers to take charge after Fahai intends to reopen the investigation.

Yuan Teng said in a deep voice: "Yuan Liao was indeed injured by the Red Tower Lantern Girl, and the injury was serious. He finally escaped with the help of the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill given by his uncle. At that time, he was still in Dongyang County, Xuzhou, and had not completely gotten rid of the Red Tower Lantern Girl."

"Later, Yuan Liao's whereabouts were found by the leader of the Flame Demon Gang. Taking advantage of his severe injuries, he was beaten to death, and even his corpse was completely destroyed. Later, the Red Tower Lantern Girl appeared here and insulted Yuan Liao's corpse again."

Having said that, Yuan Teng took a deep breath, his eyes filled with anger.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Fahai's expression became ferocious, and the beads in his hand were crushed into pieces.

"Thief! Thief!"

Fahai's facial features were distorted and murderous intent burst out of his eyes.

"Master Fahai, why don't you let me take some people to Xuzhou and cut off that fellow's dog head to comfort the soul of my junior brother Yuan La."

Yuan Teng said in a high voice.

"No, you are no match for him!"

Fahai shook his head, his face very gloomy: "This time, I will lead the team myself!"

"Then I'll go too!" Yuan Teng said in a deep voice.

"Just in case, go and call Yuan Chi, Yuan Dao, Yuan Tai and the others." Fahai's expression gradually calmed down, but his words revealed a deep chill: "This time, I will kill all the warriors above the True Qi Realm in the Yan Mo Gang!"

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded quickly.

"It's bad, Abbot, two vicious men have come in with knives, and several brothers have been hacked to death." A younger monk rushed in, shouting breathlessly.

"Who dares to come to my Qinglong Temple and make trouble?"

Yuan Teng stood up suddenly and said angrily.

The sound was buzzing, carrying with it a powerful Vajra energy that shook the entire hall.

"I heard another person call him something, Gang Leader." The young monk said breathlessly.

"Gang leader? Could it be the leader of the Flame Demon Gang?" Yuan Teng's face showed surprise, and then quickly became terrifying and ferocious: "This guy actually dared to come to my door!"

"Let me get over there and take him down!" he said viciously.

"Come on, come on, I'm right here."

A voice came faintly, seeming far and near. It was not loud, but when it reached the hall, it seemed as if it had been amplified ten times, echoing throughout the hall.

The sound made several people's ears buzz and they felt very uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this figure, Fahai, who was sitting on the cushion, changed color instantly.

The true power revealed in this voice is definitely not something that an ordinary warrior can achieve.

The true energy therein is extremely powerful, soft yet hard, like the thunderbolt in the sky, with every sound deafening. Only a warrior who has reached perfection in the Jade Liquid Realm can achieve this.

"Yuan Teng, retreat immediately."

Fahai shouted angrily, and his body, which was sitting upright on the cushion, instantly spread its wings and flew up like an eagle. With a whistling sound of air, his wide sleeves rolled up streams of true energy, and he rushed towards the door.

Yuan Teng was startled, and just as he was about to take action, a voice came to his ears again:
"Hurry up and invite the host brother! He is so powerful that you and I cannot defeat him!"

Yuan Teng was shocked.

Uncle-master Fahai had just made a breakthrough not long ago, from the eighth level of Jade Liquid Realm to the ninth level of Jade Liquid Realm, and was only one step away from the Yuan Dan Realm.

In the end, he said that he was no match for his opponent?
Could it be that the enemy is a warrior at the Yuandan realm?
Yuan Teng knew how powerful he was, so he didn't dare to say anything. He immediately used his Qinggong skills and quickly shot towards the back mountain.

Master Fazhen, the renowned abbot of Qinglong Temple, had gone into seclusion four years ago to prepare for breaking through the barrier from the perfection of Yuye Realm to Yuandan Realm.

All matters concerning the Qinglong Temple were handed over to his junior fellow disciple Fahai.

He concentrated on practicing hard, trying to break the shackles.

Four years have passed, and no one has ever seen Master Fazhen show up.

Even the core figures of Qinglong Temple, such as Yuan Teng and others, only knew that it was the place where the abbot practiced in seclusion.

It is not known whether it has broken through.

"Why did Master ask me to find the host? Could it be that Master has successfully made a breakthrough?" In the critical moment just now, he did not think too much.

Now he suddenly realized it and after thinking about it for a while, he discovered the mystery.

If the attacker is at the Yuandan realm, what is the point of inviting the host master? After all, the host master was only at the Yuye realm before he went into seclusion. The gap between Yuye realm warriors and Yuandan realm warriors, the ninth level of Yuye realm and the first level of Yuandan realm, seems to be only one step away, but it is a matter of a hair's breadth.

Even if two warriors who have reached the perfection of Jade Liquid Realm joined forces, they are no match for a warrior who has just entered the Yuan Dan Realm.

Based on this reasoning, there is only one possibility.

Uncle Master Fazhen is already a warrior at the Yuandan level.

"Finally, a divine monk at the Yuandan realm has appeared in my Qinglong Temple!" Yuan Teng displayed his Qinggong skills, his face filled with unconcealable surprise.

"When Master-Master comes out of retreat, he will surely be able to kill the offenders and lead our Qinglong Temple to flourish and conquer the Eastern Region, making all the states in the Eastern Region become vassals of our Qinglong Temple!"

Watching Yuan Teng's swiftly departing figure, Fahai thought to himself, "A few days ago, I sensed the energy fluctuations of the Yuandan realm coming from the back mountain. I think Senior Brother Fazhen has already made a breakthrough, but I don't know why he hasn't come out of retreat."

He was a little puzzled.

He originally planned to continue waiting for some time. According to his idea, perhaps Senior Brother Fazhen was consolidating his realm, so he did not come out immediately.

But now a powerful enemy has invaded Qinglong Temple. Just based on the voice just now, he has demonstrated his extraordinary strength. I am afraid that I can't stop the enemy, so I can only let Senior Brother Fazhen come out of seclusion in advance.

As soon as Fahai thought of this, his aura suddenly burst out, and the air around him seemed to be compressed. The golden Buddhist robe he was wearing was emitting golden lightning, locking and covering an area of ​​nearly ten meters around him. The whole person was like an angry lion, exuding a strong murderous intent.

"Are you Fahai?"

Shi He's figure slowly appeared in the air and fell from the air step by step.

He was extremely large, with a sturdy body of nearly two meters. He was wearing a loose green martial arts uniform, but it could not hide the strong muscles underneath. He stood in the air like a giant, emitting a strong bloody aura. With every step he took, the fierce flames on his body rolled over like a raging fire, which could make people's hearts tremble even if they were dozens of meters away.

However, what attracted more attention than his huge body that was as big as a hill was what he was holding in his hand.

The same was true for Fahai. The moment Shi He appeared, his eyes were fixed on his hand.

On both sides of Shi He's slender arms, which contained terrifying power, one hand was holding a bloody head, and the neck connected to the head had disappeared.

Judging from the marks on the broken parts, it can be clearly seen that both heads were pulled off the necks by a huge force.

Blood was still dripping from the broken neck.

Drop by drop, it splashed on the bluestone slab, making a crisp sound, and dyed the ground that was swept clean and tidy by the little monk into blood.

The faces of the two heads were facing Fahai. Although their expressions were hideous, their features were distorted and their complexions were pale, Fahai could still recognize at a glance that the owners of the two heads were his two nephews.

They are also two of the Eight Vajra of Qinglong Temple: Yuandao and Yuanan.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

He clenched his hands into fists, his aura suddenly became violent, staring at Shi He, and roared: "Who the hell are you? How dare you kill my Qinglong Temple monk!"

"Who am I?" Shi He laughed as if he had heard a joke.

Then he stopped smiling, looked at the livid Fahai with a playful expression, and said with a grin, "I am the person you are looking for!"

"Why, don't you want to seek revenge on me?"

"Now, I'm here."

Before he finished speaking, Shi He suddenly swung his arms, and the two bloody heads in his hands were smashed towards Fahai like bowling balls.

Bang! boom!
The two heads shot straight towards Fahai's body like cannonballs, whistling in the air like a bombing.

Fahai's expression changed slightly.

This is his nephew's head!

Want to take action?

After hesitating for only a tenth of a second, Fahai decisively threw a punch. The golden fist force carried the roar of a lion roaring towards the sky, and charged forward.

"boom!"

Under the powerful force of the punch, the two heads exploded directly, and blood, flesh and bone fragments mixed together and scattered on the ground.

There was blood.

"Look, I just killed them, but you were even more cruel. You didn't even let go of their bodies. You insisted on grinding their bones into ashes."

Shi He said with a smile.

Looking at the scattered body parts, Fahai's eyes instantly turned red. Hearing Shi He's sarcastic words in his ears, he could no longer bear it.

Warrior monks have always had bad tempers, especially considering the status of Qinglong Temple in several states in the eastern region. They are high up in the sky and look down on others. How could they have ever been bullied like this?

Although Fahai knew that the opponent was very strong, he was no match for him.

However, the anger in his heart kept stimulating his head, and his whole body was instantly filled with anger like an angry bull.

"I want you to die!"

Fahai let out a low roar and stomped his feet on the ground. The Vajra Sutra spread out from his body, instantly cracking the hard bluestone slabs. Then, with the force coming from the ground, he rushed towards Shi He like a cannonball.

"Vajra Lion Palm!"

With a roar, he struck Shi He fiercely with both palms, carrying the roar of a golden lion and the sharp and piercing roar of the air.

As a monk, he possesses the ultimate attack and killing ability.

Especially in close combat ability, he is among the best among warriors at any level.

Fahai himself had already reached the ninth level of Jade Liquid Realm. The Vajra Lion Palm was a top-grade Jade palm technique, featuring overbearing and powerful palm strength. Fahai attacked with all his strength in anger.

This palm strike has reached the upper limit of the strength of a warrior in the Jade Liquid Realm.

Shi He looked at Shi He who was rushing towards him angrily, and a look of admiration flashed across his eyes.

As expected of a monk from Qinglong Temple, his combat strength and martial arts realm are completely different from those of ordinary family warriors.

This Fahai who is at the ninth level of Jade Liquid Realm is much stronger than the previous puppet who was also at the ninth level of Jade Liquid Realm.

If they hadn't met him, most people would not be a match for Fahai.

What a pity, what a pity.
Shi He sighed slightly, without using any martial arts, he just stretched out his huge right palm and simply pressed down on Fahai who was rushing towards him.

The action was so casual, like a casual strike, and coupled with the indifferent expression, it actually gave off a sense of detachment from the world and a carefree attitude.

Then, Shi He's movements and expressions caught Fahai's eyes, and the other party's nonchalant attitude made him extremely angry.

This guy actually didn't take him seriously at all!
Fahai mobilized all the internal energy in his body and gathered all his strength in his palms. A golden light was shining brightly. In the golden shadow behind him, an extremely majestic golden lion roared towards the sky and charged towards Shi He.

boom!
The two palms came together, and an extremely violent energy afterwave instantly spread out. The violent energy particles escaped and continuously hit the surroundings, shooting at the magnificent temple buildings around like bullets.

The originally magnificent hall, as well as several buildings around the hall, were instantly cracked under the bombardment of this tremendous energy. Huge holes appeared in the walls, and cracks spread in all directions.

It only lasted for a few seconds before quickly collapsing and turning into complete ruins.

(End of this chapter)