At this moment, Tang Ming's eyes flashed with golden light, and then a lot of aura was poured into the ghost gun in his mind, and the body of the ghost gun suddenly trembled, and finally there was an endless black mist on the body of the gun, and in an instant, Tang Ming's body was enveloped.

The black mist of the ghost gun is exchanged for the purest aura, and basically the exchange degree of using aura is two to one, and only two times the aura can be exchanged for the same amount of ordinary black mist.

Although it sounds a bit pitted, the magic of the black mist is endless, just like now, Tang Ming is hiding in the dark night with this black mist, as if he has disappeared out of thin air, in such a state, as long as he has not seen it with the naked eye, even the powerhouses of the Huading realm should not want to perceive Tang Ming's aura fluctuations.

After wrapping the black mist around himself, Tang Ming covered his mouth and nose with the black square scarf, and then quietly pushed open the door of the wine cellar. Quickly shuttled through the night.

The two Zen temples in the night emitted a golden light towards the night, although the Buddha light was not very strong, but it was enough to illuminate the entire two Zen temples.

The cicadas in midsummer and the sound of the waterfall in the back mountain are fused together, entangled with each other, and in an instant, the two Zen temples are rendered into the most moving picture.

In the temple, one or two patrolling monks can occasionally be seen, they are all lazily yawning, walking with iron rods in their hands weakly, and occasionally you can hear the conversations of some monks.

"Hey, I'll go, how long has it been since Senior Brother, and I haven't seen that thief come to the two Zen temples to steal again, so I don't want to come again, you said that since this won't come again, what are we still patrolling here?"

Rubbing his hands, another monk said, "Don't talk nonsense, Uncle Jian Monastery will let us patrol, then just patrol well." ”

Tang Ming's figure was walking quickly on the wall on the side, at this time, Tang Ming, hunched like a leopard, his hands were like hooks, his feet were like electricity, his smart golden eyes seemed to be a big snake, coupled with the black mist on his body, under the pull of a variety of energies, it directly made the current Tang Ming become a messenger in the night.

This is followed by a constant forward rush at a very fast speed.

The two monks in the corridor could only feel a whirlwind blowing by.

The monk, who was called Senior Brother, touched his bald head and was puzzled for a while: "What's wrong, how do you feel the wind in this summer?"

"Senior brother, don't scare me, besides, we are two Zen temples here, a holy place of Buddhism, even if there is really something ghostly, then it can't be here. The junior brother was obviously afraid of the ghost, and shivered.

Five minutes later......

Tang Ming walked through the threshold set by the thirteen warrior monks very lightly and easily arrived at the end of the Buddhist temple, the pool in the middle reflected the light of the moon, and it didn't look on the ground

What movement, even the warrior monks who did not wander around, filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

But judging from the information Tang Ming just got, this place is definitely not simple. Tang Ming on the wall decisively changed his posture, turned his body on the wall sideways, and lay horizontally on the wall. Go forward again.

Sure enough, in the place where Tang Ming was about to settle down just now, the word "" flashing with golden light radiated a dazzling light towards the surroundings.

If one accidentally stepped on that character, I am afraid that in a very short period of time, the figure of the eighteen Arhats would appear and surround Tang Ming with an iron rod.

When the time comes, if you find out that it is you, I am afraid that you will inevitably be beaten again.

Tang Ming sighed and continued to walk forward, just simply walking against the wall, Tang Ming changed nearly two hundred postures back and forth, and avoided one hundred and seven golden runes.

The gaze of the twelve golden-bodied Arhats, and even an extremely faint and powerful peeping, Tang Ming guessed that the owner of this peeping was either the master of the temple or the abbot who had seen Dajue in the mountain.

"It's finally under the golden dome!" Tang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then slapped the wall with one hand, the whole person was like a spinning top in the sky, and finally the head was down, falling on the ground, the index finger of the right hand was like an iron rod, so that Tang Ming's body stood upside down on the ground, it was an extremely standard one-finger Zen action, at this moment, on the side of Tang Ming's fingers, there were fifty or sixty golden runes, and the only foothold was the empty space in the center, which was when Tang Ming came to see it in the morning. Understand the only one that has the opportunity to get into it.

I saw that in the next moment, Tang Ming, who was standing upside down on the ground, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the black thunder above his right hand flashed, and he gestured towards it from a distance, but in a very short few breaths, Tang Ming carved out five dark black runes in the void in front of him.

These five dark black rune depictions were exactly the same as those depicted by Senior Brother Dayue at that time.

But the five black thunderbolts echoed in the sky, but nothing happened, Tang Ming immediately shook his head with a smile: "Brother, it seems that if you want to open this mechanism, you still need the light of merit." ”

"It's a good thing I left behind, otherwise I would have been stuck here. Tang Ming said to himself as he beckoned confidently, and the black vortex formed by the immortal Shura in his palm suddenly erupted with an extremely strong absorbing force. Summoned from afar at the black thunder in it.

Under the induction of the immortal Shura, the black thunder in it suddenly emitted a series of sounds, like an awl, frantically slapping on which mechanism.

It's just that after three or five breaths, the gate of the golden top seemed to lose its balance, and it smashed down directly, but Tang Ming's eyes were quick, and his right hand suddenly reached out and hooked it on the platform in front of him, and it was about to be smashed to the ground

The mechanism board was firmly grasped in his hand, and his body was also pushed by the aura, and quickly sank into the golden space of the golden roof.

Finally, the golden dome quietly closed the mechanism, making a loud "click" sound. Then, in just a breath, eighteen golden-bodied Arhats with golden lights on their bodies appeared on the open space where Tang Ming stayed just now, looking left and right, and then frowned: "It's strange, I obviously heard the sound just now, why didn't there be anything here?"

The voice that spoke was somewhat familiar, and it should be the eighth of the eighteen Arhats.

Senior Brother Dayue looked around for a while, then his gaze fell on the golden talisman that was still shining on the ground, and after annotating for a while, he shook his head secretly and said: "I guess there should be no one coming, and there are no traces of the three hundred and seventeen runes on the ground that have been triggered, even if the detailed pictures and texts are given to us, when a person comes, it is not necessary that not a single rune is triggered, and he rushes to the golden top." What's more, there are more than a dozen stalkers on the side, all of whom said that they didn't see suspicious traces, so they should have just misheard. ”

Da Yue's explanation made everyone nod, and then dispersed, but when the eighth child left, his eyes watched from the place where Tang Ming dropped a finger and then shook his head, maybe I was really worried.

And at this time in the golden dome, Tang Ming was a cold air in the Yin Mountain, sealing the destroyed mechanism on the golden dome, and then rubbing his index finger, and said to himself: "When is this time, stealing something and going to learn the Shaolin Temple's peerless one-finger Zen, fortunately I have practiced, otherwise I would have to be killed here today." ”

After finishing speaking, Tang Ming slowly stood up, and sure enough, just like last time, the golden rune formed a thumb-sized "" on Tang Ming's eyebrows in an instant.

Suppressing the space that Tang Ming could see, Tang Ming hurriedly urged the ghost gun, and then the immortal Shura ran wildly, and in an instant, the golden word "" in Tang Ming's eyebrows was swallowed up.

Then, when the vision in front of him opened up again, Tang Ming walked to the center of the golden tripod step by step in strict accordance with the steps of the senior brother and began to dance.

In the endless light of merit, Tang Ming, who was dancing, looked extremely perverted. Although he knew that his figure must not be good-looking, Tang Ming still forced himself to dance his figure as charming as possible.

As time passed, Tang Ming's dance moves also came to an end. Finally, when Tang Ming's last action fell, the ground of the golden dome trembled just like the time he saw it in the morning, and after a "rumbling" sound, the demon pestle finally appeared in front of Tang Ming.

Tang Ming rubbed his hands excitedly, and said to himself: "Then this time, I will take it seriously!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to pinch the demon-slaying pestle in the palm of his hand.

"Donor, why bother to be intoxicated with this superficial power?" Suddenly, an old monk's voice made Tang Ming's body tremble.

Tang Ming instinctively took a step back, looked forward, and saw that in the space in front of him, he didn't know when an old monk was already sitting wrapped in golden light, and at this time, the golden light closed and squinted, and was entangled by the light of merit that had almost condensed into substance, looking like an old immortal. Two snow-white beards hung down, like immortals floating in the world.

"It's you!Abbot Dajue?" Tang Ming suddenly recognized who the old monk in front of him was, and gasped in time, was there any mistake, why was this monk here?

The abbot of Dajue was not surprised, but his charitable gaze fell on Tang Ming, and said again: "Donor, why bother to indulge in this superficial power?"

(End of chapter)

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