The four powers of earth, water, wind, and fire are the power to open the sky, that is, ordinary powers cannot be mastered. Even the emperor himself can master the power of wind, water, fire and earth, but absolutely cannot master the four powers of innate earth, water, wind, and fire.

"Is this news reliable?"

The emperor's voice is low.

"The old slave has been there in person, and there are indeed four innate powers left behind, ground, water, wind, and fire. The breath of those five brats is no longer there. There is no way to restore the original."

"Check, this matter must be found out, even if it is worthy of death, I want to see that old dog can't wait to jump out and forget the majesty of my dynasty," the emperor said in a cold voice.

Chen Jiu would never have thought that one of his own shots would cause such a big response, and the court was already looking at him.

Just as the generals frowned and thought, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the distance, immeasurable light, immeasurable Buddha light from the west, and when it was dozens of miles away from the army, all the visions disappeared, only an old man with white hair and beard. The monk, wearing a robe, walked towards the crowd.

Before everyone could speak, the monk made a loud scream: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a wandering monk. Today, seeing the general frowning at this ancient battlefield, he must be in trouble."

"Old monk, you just talked about a big deal, let me explain why you are here. If you don't say a reason, this general will punishing you for trespassing into the army," Iron Wolf said with a serious face. .

Anyone who has a big account intruded into it will not be in a good mood. This is a big taboo in the military.

The old monk was not annoyed when he heard the words: "The poor monk can solve the general situation and help the general through this ancient battlefield."

"Master said this seriously?".

Iron Wolf's skin is thick enough, and he first gave an old monk a mouthful. Now that he heard that someone could help him, he directly called the master.

"Good, good," the old monk began to play mystery again.

"Then ask the master to cast the spell" Iron Wolf looked at the monk eagerly.

The monk turned his gaze to Chen Jiu. When I saw the real dragon on Chen Jiu's waist, his pupils shrank suddenly, and said calmly, "This donor has a real dragon by his side. The future is boundless and precious. I have a vast buddhism and I don’t know the donor. I wish to be a member of my Shamen".

Chen Jiuyi was stunned, not knowing why this old guy had something to do with him again, but at this time he had to ask others, so he had to be polite: "I don't know where the elders came from?"

"The poor monk came from Da Leiyin Temple."

"Da Leiyin Temple?" All the people present took a breath. The Da Leiyin Temple is a great place. It is a place of Buddhism. Rumor has it that the Buddha once sat here. It was only afterwards that the world changed drastically, and the Buddha was nowhere to be found, but the Da Leiyin Temple has never lost its reputation.

That is the holy place for Buddha and ancestors, everyone can't be surprised.

Although Chen Jiu didn't know where the Great Leiyin Temple was, but seeing the more enthusiastic eyes of everyone, he knew that the Great Leiyin Temple is not an ordinary place, and it is better to be less contaminated with cause and effect.

"Where is the master going?"

"Go everywhere".

"It's a pity, I have no relationship with Shamen, I am a person who has been cutting the roots and does not like to be clean. The master is afraid that I will be disappointed."

The monk's gaze revealed a little surprise, Da Leiyin Temple, it was one of the most noble places in the world. Hidden in the endless time and space, countless people can't wait to use everything to join it. The young man in front of him can refuse without hesitation, which makes him somewhat unaccustomed.

"The donor lives in a real dragon, and my Buddhism still lacks the real dragon to protect the Dharma. I also ask the donor to exchange the real dragon with me as a poor monk in exchange for it? Otherwise, it will be contaminated with cause and effect in vain, and it is not my Buddhism."

Chen Jiu understood now. This monk is not interested in himself, but the real dragon on his waist.

"Master's words are not correct. I Chen Jiu has a clear distinction between public and private. It is for the public to suppress the ancient battlefield for my expeditionary army. When the time comes, the court will reward you, and this true dragon is unique to me. It is private, not public or private. Confusion, although everyone speaks righteousness, but I, Chen Jiu, don’t do such stupid things. Old monk, you don’t have to use the court, the reputation of righteousness to suppress me. If you love to suppress it, suppress it. Anyway, the military merits of this son are enough. What if this ancient battlefield didn't go in the past, the iron wolf general is the most untrustworthy, when the time comes, the Nanban or the Nanban should be eliminated.

Speaking of this, Chen Jiuwei said: "You will actually pay attention to the master Dao, it is a pipe dream."

The monk was not angry either, just looked at the iron wolf.

The Iron Wolf was in a dilemma, and didn't know what to do for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly stagnant.

Finally, the old monk sighed: "In this case, I don't force it. As long as the general gives me a drop of true dragon blood and a page of scales, how about I still help?".

Chen Jiu sneered: "I said that this matter is a business matter. Since it is a business matter, don't talk about private matters, let alone a drop of dragon blood, there is no hair at all."

The old monk looked at Iron Wolf regretfully: "I have no relationship with the general. The poor monk can't wipe his hands in this matter, otherwise the cause and effect will be inflicted and the poor monk's cultivation will be hindered."

Iron Wolf heard the words softly: "Master, don't think about it anymore?".

The old monk glanced at Chen Jiu: "Unless the general changes his mind, he can't."

Iron Wolf nodded, full of regret: "It's a pity, if that's the case, then I,,,, come here, the three armies will be deployed, and I will take down this spy who is trespassing in the army and spying on secrets."

The Iron Wolf suddenly changed his face, and the soldiers of the three armies were taken aback, subconsciously spreading into a large formation, a wave of iron-blooded aura, like a net of heaven and earth, thinking of the old monk to suppress it.

The old monk made a loud noise, and a bright object rose from behind him, illuminating Daqian.

"Since the poor monk can eliminate the evil spirits of the ancient battlefield, how can he be afraid of the evil spirits you waited for."

"This is the light of the relic Buddha, the supreme treasure left by the Buddha from the time of the Buddha. The Buddha's flesh and blood is burned out, and only this relic of the essence of the whole body is left. It has boundless power. No wonder this old guy has such a big tone. Can save the soul of war" Iron Wolf said.

Li Guang on one side said fiercely: "This old guy wants to use us to help him save the battle spirit on the battlefield, and he wants to stand on all the benefits. It's really greedy."

"This old monk is holding the Buddha's relic, we are afraid that he can't help it," another general said.

Chen Jiu’s eyes flashed coldly: "It’s okay, even if it is the Buddha’s relic, after all, people are dead and things are alive. When I break the tortoise shell, but this old guy can handle it. Running around with a relic, his status in Da Leiyin Temple is probably not low. Either kill him or refine him, but you can't let him run."

After speaking, a sword pill appeared on Chen Jiu's right hand, and a black lightning flashed from the sword pill, and it instantly struck the Buddha's relic.

There was a "pop", although the sound was not loud, but the old monk's ears were not screaming at thunder, the Buddha's relic was actually broken.

Although his cultivation level was too low, he could not stimulate the full power of the relic, and could only rely on the relic to defend itself, but after all, this was the Buddha's relic, and it was broken.

The relic's defense broke through a hole, and the monk urged the relic to make up for it, but a trace of destruction thunder attached to it and continued to destroy, causing permanent damage.

At this time, the thunder couldn't move ~lightnovelpub.net~ The indifferent old monk panicked. Seeing that Chen Jiu's second sword was about to be pierced again, he immediately shouted: "Stop, the poor monk has something to say".

Everyone stopped their attacks when they heard the words, and the old monk looked at the sword in Chen Jiu's hand with great dread: "Forget it, I'll help you and wait for it. It's good to be a merit."

The situation is stronger than that of people, and Buddhism is best at this kind of ability to examine time.

The generals put away their magical powers, the monk’s Buddha light was put away, the relics sank into the body again, heartache to death, this is the Buddha’s relics, and now there is actually damage, although it is only a trace, but it is enough for the monk to feel distressed and half-dead. Up.

"Poor monk Fakong has seen you all."

Chen Jiu sneered in his heart: "You have to be beaten if you are guilty. If you are forced to agree to it before, you will not only owe others, but you also have to say good things. You are really a bitch."

Chen Jiu knew in his own heart that although the Divine Thunder Destroyed was powerful this time and broke the defense of the opponent's relic, it was only the appearance. He could feel that a terrifying force in the relic was awakening, after Chen Jiu's second sword stabbed , It is estimated that the time when everyone present died. (To be continued) ()