Xu Zhuo's sword flew, wrapping the little white beast with sword light, as for the three-headed ghosts, they themselves could fly, but the speed was not as fast as Xu Zhuo, but Xu Zhuo was not in a hurry, so he accompanied them to play.

Xu Zhuo did not go straight to Thailand, but planned to stop at two stops on the way, one is a small Zen temple, to visit his master, Master Yiming. The second is the Lijiang Sword Sect, and he hasn't been back for a long time, I don't know if his master and others are still healthy, and how the secret realm of the Lijiang Sword Sect has been built.

Because the secret realm is quite precious, in order to protect privacy and not cause unnecessary trouble, so the Lijiang Sword School is do-it-yourself, built by himself, some engineering vehicles, excavators, are donated by Xu Zhuo, in terms of time, naturally not as good as those who are engaged in construction and decoration of the engineering team, all the time, the construction tends to be slow, but the construction is also quite exquisite.

The high-level leaders of the Lijiang Sword Sect were not in a hurry, and completely regarded this matter as an experience for the disciples in the sect.

The incense of the small Zen temple was flourishing, but under the shroud of Xu Zhuo's wisdom eyes, he found that the monks of this thousand-year-old Zen temple were actually half less, and even his master Master Yiming was not in the temple. That's weird.

But Xu Zhuo took a closer look, and immediately discovered the secret, which was really a little shocked.

Behind the small temple, near the cliff, there is an underground palace, not underground, to be precise, but in the belly of the mountain. Because Kozenji Temple is on top of a high mountain.

There was a winding path that led to the belly of the mountain, and within the belly of the mountain there was a portal to space. A thousand pagodas with a bright glow, quietly suspended in the air, the treasure light flows, and the rainbow is thousands, supporting the passage of time and space.

Xu Zhuo didn't alarm anyone, and under the guise of stealth, he directly took the three-headed ghost out of the space-time portal.

The three-headed ghosts are desperate, because outside, they are always uncomfortable, there are too many Buddha statues in this temple, which can dispel ghosts and gods, but it is much better to enter the belly of the mountain, pass through the time and space passage, and go to another world.

"Whoosh~" Xu Zhuo took the lead, and four wisps of yin wind swept by, startling the disciples of the small Zen Temple guarding the portal of time and space to feel a chill on the back of their necks, and they all retreated a few steps back. In this process, Xu Zhuo and the others had already passed through the space-time portal.

On the other side of the portal, there is indeed another world, a familiar atmosphere, a familiar gravity environment, and it is definitely the planet of the Dark Continent.

The sky is dimly intertwined, and it should be located at the junction of East and West. Hundreds of miles away, there is the Eastern Bright World, and hundreds of miles back, it should be the pure Dark Continent.

Although Xu Zhuo has been to the place where the East and the West meet, this planet is round and quite large, so the place where the junction is equivalent to a ring belt, and Xu Zhuo has never seen this special area under his feet.

This area is quite peculiar, they are now located in a ruined ruins, full of magnificent palaces, and the layout seems to be a city, because the place where they appeared is in the middle of the city, and dozens of miles away, on all sides, tall walls rise like long dragons dormant.

The bricks and stones on the surrounding walls are ancient and mottled, but they are filled with a golden glow, and it is precisely because of these diffuse golden brilliance that the entire ruins of the city are protected from the wind outside.

Outside, the wind was howling, and the wind was like a knife, which could blow up all the stones and cut them into pieces, so the ground outside was quite smooth, and everything that could be blown up was blown away, and the remaining ground was very hard, and it was difficult for the sword to leave traces on the rock ground.

Xu Zhuo took a closer look and found that the material used to build the city wall was actually the same material as the hard rock ground that was blown smooth outside, but each city brick had some runes carved on it, forming a natural large array, emitting a halo and protecting the city.

In the city, the wind and waves are calm, which is equivalent to a haven in the wind and an oasis in the desert.

The monks of the small temple occupy this stronghold and are exploring the castle, cleaning and repairing the buildings. It's just that they are too few people, and compared to this huge city that covers an area of nearly a hundred miles, they are scattered and scattered. The city has long been abandoned, and there are no indigenous people living in it. Some are just some low-level alien beasts that are not strong.

This made Xu Zhuo very surprised, unexpectedly, in addition to the evil god organization, Xiaochan Temple actually opened up a stronghold in the other world. And it's such a big city.

Of course, the outside environment is harsh, the wind is endless, and the monks of the small Zen temple cannot go out to spread the Dharma, and even if they can, they will never be as aggressive as the evil god organization, to massacre the local natives, and finally attract the powerful Knights of the Light Holy Court, resulting in the destruction of the stronghold and the loss of countless manpower.

Xu Zhuo saw Master Yiming from afar, although the old monk had white hair, his face was ruddy, and he was getting older and stronger.

Master Yiming seemed to sense Xu Zhuo's gaze and looked over at Xu Zhuo and them. The old monk's Buddhism is profound, and after frowning slightly, he stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, and suddenly his eyes bloomed, opening the eyes of heaven.

Xu Zhuo and the three-headed ghost suddenly had nothing to hide.

Only then did Xu Zhuo know that this master was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and he was actually a very powerful monk. Thinking about it, the other party can practice the powerful King Kong fist until the vision appears, the fist intent is condensed, and the image of the powerful King Kong with four heads and eight arms is naturally quite extraordinary. Xu Zhuo's eyesight was limited before, so he couldn't see it.

In fact, the more he got to the end, Xu Zhuofa found that the Mighty King Kong Fist was very helpful to increase his physical strength, and it was also a very powerful set of body refining techniques. Xu Zhuo's physical strength and strength are increasing day by day, and most of them are due to the daily practice of Mighty Vajra.

Life lies in movement, movement lies in persistence, Xu Zhuo has always been diligent, day after day, night after night, hard work, dare not slack off. Even when Edgeworth was on his way to fly, he was actually cultivating.

"Master is above, please bow to the apprentice!" Xu Zhuo knew that he couldn't hide it, so he hurriedly showed his figure, flew over, and paid homage to Master Yiming.

"No need to be polite, why are you here?" the old monk said, and glanced at the Yan 'Ghost Peony, Little Ghost Tong Yuanyuan and Youyou in the distance, the three-headed ghost was afraid of the power of the high monk, and did not dare to approach. This is because Buddhism has always been about fighting against ghosts. There are some eminent monks who have attained the Dharma, and when they see ghosts, they want to surrender or transcend.

Xu Zhuo waved his hand and motioned for the three-headed ghost to hide away and explore the ruins of this city by himself, but he was not allowed to go out of this ruins, and he himself sat down with Master Yiming to catch up.

Master Yiming, as the presiding abbot and the leader of the small Zen temple, naturally occupies a very good hall in the ruins of this city, located in the center of the city, quite magnificent, and is estimated to be the residence of the former city lord. It's just that the small Zen temple has limited manpower, and he now has only one little novice by his side to serve.

The little novice also recognized Xu Zhuo, and hurriedly saluted and called Senior Brother. Although Xu Zhuo is a lay disciple and a late entry, he is a closed disciple of Master Yiming, and this little novice is just a very ordinary little monk, and his status cannot be compared with Master Yiming's closed disciple. can only bow down and be a little brother and call him a senior brother.