Yan Ruyu felt that she might be cheated.

She stood in the middle of the stone tablet forest, although she was not affected for the time being, but the Fa Appearance outside, as well as the reactions of those disciples, her divine sense was clear.

If it is not a great danger, it is necessary to deal with it with the strength of the whole sect?

She glanced at Megumi silently.

Hui Yi said seriously: "Hall Master Yan don't worry, we ask Hall Master Yan for help, we will protect Hall Master Yan, and we will never let you suffer any harm." ”

Let's just believe you first, Yan Ruyu's face did not move, and nodded.

Seeing that something was wrong, she could have escaped.

The changes of the hundred stone tablets became faster and faster, forming a strange array that kept the beings outside.

This is actually a formation?

Yan Ruyu's eyes were green, and she quickly followed the trajectory of the flow of spiritual power, and felt the arrangement of this formation, and was somewhat surprised to find that the array was not a spirit stone, a Taoist weapon, or even a Buddha qi or anything like that, but these twelve monks.

Her expression was inexplicably shocked for a moment, with these twelve monks as the eyes of the formation, when the formation was forced, it was also the time when they were killed.

What kind of courage or obsession should this be to have such courage.

Yan Ruyu also made up her mind, if she could help, she would never back down.

The outside world, the appearance of all beings.

The whirlpool did not turn faster and faster, but became more and more turbid, and slowly there was a hint of chaos, and a black cloud faintly emerged in it, swooping straight down towards the Tibetan Tablet Tower.

"Drink!" shouted the monks who meditated and chanted around the Tibetan Monument Tower.

A nameless mighty force, because of this shout, came out of them, condensed in the air, and was the way to intercept the black clouds upward.

It was the Buddha's light, and Yan Ruyu's Buddha light in front of the life and death gate of the ladder seemed to be like that, with the power of the whole sect, they could also exert such a momentum. However, the black cloud only stagnated slightly, and broke through the barrier again, capturing the Tibetan Monument Tower.

At this moment, a peaceful glimmer flew out of the stele building, facing the black clouds, and the black clouds were scattered at the moment, and there was no way to continue.

Yan Ruyu looked sideways slightly, what blocked the black clouds was the scriptures of the hundreds of stone tablets near her, they glowed with the light of an ancient atmosphere, not dazzling, not publicized, quietly rising the light of the Buddha, before the stele tower was hidden, it was shattered in the air.

"Hall Master Yan, let's start preparing. Keiichi said.

Yan Ruyu was slightly stunned, what to prepare, she didn't need to do anything at all, it depended on Zilian's meaning. It was Zilian who could help them, not her. But at this time, she could only nod, and then let Zilian prepare.

I saw Hui Yi take out a bead with a glimmer of light, and Yan Ruyu took a closer look, it was actually a relic.

The relics, according to legend, were left by the monks when they passed away, and they condensed their lifelong perception and energy in it, which was very precious, and Hui Yi had such a treasure in his hand, and he wore it into a Buddhist bead.

He twisted the relics between his fingers, recited the scriptures in his mouth, and behind him, a Buddha with a strict Dharma appeared in his mouth.

The Buddha cannot be seen in the cultivation world of the Yunlan Realm, after all, ordinary people can't practice. However, after all, there was a period of prosperity, so it was also widely spread in the secular world, and there were many believers.

In addition, Yan Ruyu had seen the illusory Buddha in the East Huanghai, so he recognized it at a glance.

Yan Ruyu swept it slightly, and saw that the Buddha's Dharma appearance appeared behind the twelve monks, with kind eyes, solemn and compassionate.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

……

The sound of knocking on the wooden fish sounded.

Yan Ruyu took a slight look, and found that it was not the monks who knocked on the wooden fish, but the Dharma Ministers behind them.

This picture is a bit inconsistent.

After all, the status of the Buddha's Dharma is naturally much higher than that of these ordinary Buddhist monks, but now, it is those Buddhas who serve these people, and they just chant sutras with their eyes closed.

Yan Ruyu shook her head, no longer caring about their business, but also reciting her own scriptures.

These twelve senior monks, including Hui Yi, are not reciting the same scripture, everyone is reading their own by themselves, and at this time, Yan Ruyu's addition does not seem very abrupt.

But it was at this moment that the verses on the steles began to flow.

"Sacrifice!" Keiichi's hand paused, and the chain of relics beads was broken, and he flew in the direction of the stone stele.

Twelve relics were aimed at the stone tablets behind the twelve eminent monks.

The flowing scriptures were suddenly hooked out, and they were about to fly in the direction of Yan Ruyu, but they were forcibly put away by the relics.

Everything was silent, and the twelve senior monks had words in their mouths, but there was no sound, and even Yan Ruyu couldn't hear his own voice. I saw Megumi moving.

He walked around the stele with a strange footwork, and then, making a stunned gesture, he lifted one foot off the ground, raised one foot slightly and kicked forward gently, and his waist also turned in a direction until this foot hit the ground, and the other leg was raised again......

This is...... Dancing?

Yan Ruyu's gaze became very strange.

She wasn't sure what the situation was, so she could only look at the twelve monks secretly, and found that they were not surprised, and their faces were as solemn as before, so, what kind of spell was this?

It's just a dignified sect master, but he does such an action, no matter how you look at it, it's funny, and his face is also very serious and solemn, which makes people dare not laugh when they see it.

Fortunately, this dance is not feminine, it is different from the ordinary workshop road, and it has a slight heroism of a man.

But in the end, it is a Buddhist cultivator, even if it is a man, the masculine energy on his body has been suppressed all the year round, and it is much softer than that of an iron-blooded man, and there is no sense of impact of visual muscle power.

At first, Yan Ruyu was a little unimpressed, but it wasn't until Huiyi's face gradually turned pale, and a stronger and stronger Buddha light emanated from him, that Yan Ruyu was sure that he was doing the Fa.

"Take!" shouted the twelve monks in unison.

Megumi jumped and forgot himself, he had already entered a certain state, and only then was he pulled back, and in his hand, an iron bowl with moldy green mottles also appeared.

However, the seemingly ordinary and old iron bowl was filled with a mist of golden light, and as Keiichi's body swayed and fell, the mist was pouring out like flowing water.

Yan Ruyu's eyes were attracted by that breath, she couldn't see through that breath, and she didn't know what it was, but she knew that it made her feel a sense of intimacy.

And she also knew that she was not the only one who had this reaction, everyone present felt the same way.

"Take!"

The twelve relics fell into the bowl together, and the mist rolled up and hissed as if it were boiling.

Huiyi took a wisp of Bodhi leaf and swiped it over the bowl, and the boiling meaning subsided.

"Hall Master Yan, please. ”