Chapter 11 Dunhuang Temple 2.doc

Zhao Feng stepped into the gate of Dunhuang Temple, and suddenly the ancient vicissitudes of Dunhuang Temple came. Zhao Feng stepped in the unyielding poplar in the front yard of Dunhuang Temple. A main road leads directly to the majestic Dunhuang Hall.

The abbot of Dunhuang Temple in front of the Dunhuang Hall stood there quietly, and countless monks in the hall were so solemn.

Zhao Feng slowly walked to the top of the hall to release his fateful breath to fight against the Buddha's power in Dunhuang Temple.

There are ten steps in the front steps of Dunhuang Hall, and ordinary people can walk in less than a few seconds.

But when Zhao Feng climbed the first step, a general trend of Buddhism suddenly came towards him, and suddenly the air around Zhao Feng was like a steel collision that generated sparks.

Zhao Feng stood on the first step with one foot and the other foot could not step out again.

Zhao Feng kept such a posture and closed his eyes, so he slowly kept it for a long time before letting the other step climb the first step.

When Zhao Feng was in the first step, he opened his eyes and stepped out of the five steps, but when the sixth step stopped, the momentum directly hit Zhao Feng's mind.

Zhao Feng's body shook and retreated directly to the fifth ladder, and then a trace of blood appeared on the corners of his mouth.

The abbot of Dunhuang Temple in front of the hall on the "Amitabha Buddha" ladder recited the Buddha's words like a shocking thunder. The general trend hit Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng did not say a word and let the general trend and the breath of the Buddha's language hit his body and mind. At this time, Zhao Feng was as weak as a lonely boat in the sea.

Time always flows inadvertently. Zhao Feng, who has been standing on the fifth ladder for half an hour, seems to have suddenly realized something and scattered his fateful breath, allowing the general trend and Buddha language to enter his mind.

At this time, the abbot of Dunhuang Temple saw Zhao Feng's behavior and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

People in the unknown place, both understanding and talent, are demonic beings. Zhao Feng has realized something from the beginning of resistance in that half an hour.

After half an hour, Zhao Feng opened his eyes again, and suddenly the Buddhist momentum and the Buddhist language that hit him suddenly disappeared. Then Zhao Feng walked step by step through the remaining five steps like ordinary civilians and walked past the abbot of Dunhuang Temple.

When Zhao Feng walked past the abbot of Dunhuang Temple, the abbot of Dunhuang Temple could no longer bear the pressure of that name. A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Zhao Feng walked into the hall and passed the monks to look at the holy Buddhas and Buddhas worshipped in the hall in silence. Then he walked into the back of the hall and went to the direction of the five pagodas.

When Zhao Feng left the hall, the monks in the hall could no longer withstand the pressure and vomited blood to the end and fell into a coma. Except for the tall Buddha's golden body in the center, all the holy Buddha's golden body around the hall were cracked.

"Failed," Aoba whispered in the governor's mansion.

After the hall, Zhao Feng looked at the Zen rooms on both sides and a place leading to the five pagodas and was silent, because this road was not easy to walk than in front of Dunhuang Temple and the hall and the stairs of the hall.

When Zhao Feng gently took a step, the Zen rooms on both sides of the straight road suddenly opened countless upper-body Buddhist practitioners appeared on both sides of the road.

At the same time, countless Buddhist monks in black robes appeared above these houses and looked at Zhao Feng indifferently.

Two Buddhist practitioners appeared in front of the courtyard of the five pagodas at the end of the road. One Buddhist monk dressed in a black monk's robe is Wang Kai, who belongs to the power of the emperor, and another Buddhist monk's robe of Dunhuang Temple is also known as Qingshui, the inheritor of Dunhuang Temple

Zhao Feng looked coldly at those who appeared, whether they were Buddhist practitioners in Dunhuang Temple or other forces, gently wiped the blood stains from the corners of their mouths and then jumped out.

When Zhao Feng jumped out, several sword lights directly shot at the nearest Buddhist practitioners, and those Buddhist practitioners also attacked Zhao Feng to prevent him from entering the five pagodas.

Suddenly, countless Buddhist practitioners on this straight road flew backwards and spilled blood all over the earth, and the light of the sword flew all over the sky. At this time, the aura of heaven and earth, which was already thin, was as violent as a fierce beast.

On a road of more than ten meters, it only takes a few quarter of an hour for ordinary people to walk. It took Zhao Feng an hour to walk to the two Buddhist practitioners at the gate of the five pagodas.

Zhao Feng, dressed in a white shirt, had long been stained with blood and spit out the blood at the corners of his mouth, revealing the tragedy of this road. Countless Buddhist practitioners on the back road lay on the ground and couldn't tell whether they were dead or alive.

The blood on the ground emits a strong smell of blood at high temperatures.

Zhao Feng looked at Wang Kai and Qingshui indifferently, but his body did not have any breath like ordinary civilians, but neither Wang Kai nor Qingshui dared to despise it because his fateful breath hit Zhao Feng as if he had touched the wall.

Do something...

There was no prelude to Zhao Feng, Wang Kai and Qingshui at the same time. Zhao Fengmu Jian directly blocked the two people's weapons and retreated at the same time.

"Buddha's anger" green leaves drink

"Huangsha One Sword" Wang Kai also shouted at the same time.

A yellow sword light shot out, and the green leaf also came out of the palm, and outside the palm was the shadow of the palm of the holy Buddha's hand.

Zhao Feng's pupil shrank and retreated sharply. At the same time, he shouted "click" the wooden sword directly on the virtual shadow and the yellow sword light. Suddenly, the virtual shadow and the yellow sword light were broken. At the same time, a few wisps of true gas arcs thinner than the needle rushed to Wang Kai and Qingshui.

Wang Kai could not dodge his shoulder and was directly penetrated by the true qi and flowed with the blood.

While dodging, Qingshui continued to hit the palm wind into a yellow mountain, and Wang Kai ignored his injury and still hit the yellow sand sword

Zhao Feng just used clicks and gas into needles. At this time, it was the situation that he had accumulated new strength to make a living. Zhao Feng saw that he could not walk gently on the ground and began to retreat.

It's just that the speed of retreating is not as fast as the magic mountain and Huangsha sword at all.

beng...

A loud noise and dust flew all over the yellow sand on the ground directly enveloped Zhao Feng. At this time, both Qingshui and Wang Kai's eyes were covered by the yellow sand and Zhao Feng's figure could not be seen.

The two of them were vigilant and did not dare to approach or take action. They were just quietly waiting for the dust and yellow sand to disappear.

Just waiting for both of them to be not Zhao Feng's figure but two sword lights. Qingshui and Wang Kailian's true luck to fight against each other suddenly, the two sword lights were smashed, but then Zhao Feng's figure rushed out of the dust and yellow sand. The two did not react at all.

The wooden sword directly clicked on the two people's bodies, and the two directly hit Zhao Feng and the other three people flew backwards at the same time.

Zhao Feng's body in the upside-down flight rotated in the air and then landed a few steps back and couldn't bear to spit blood.

Qingshui and Wang Kai collided directly on the wall. The two were just about to get up, but Zhao Feng took a sword to support the rules of heaven and earth and clicked, and then the two of them fell into a coma.

At this time, Zhao Feng was embarrassed and his white shirt was damaged. A white-banded black hair also emanated.

Zhao Feng stood in place for a long time before stepping into the courtyard of five pagodas.