After Wan Sicong opened the 'Eight Heavenly Dragons', Lin Yun saw that he had been deeply attracted to it!

When the worn-out golden book was opened, a trace of golden light emitted and the entire head of Wan Siwei shone into it.

Wan Sicong's eyes have entered an empty state at this moment, which is what Buddhism often says about entering the meditation, and it is also the fugue too void in Taoism.

"Looks like his talent is quite high!"

Lin Yun also secretly admired Wan Sicong in his heart, he was worthy of being a person who could start from scratch in the immortal world and establish a sect in a hundred years!

Wan Sicong's mind, talent, and character are definitely considered to be at the top.

Thinking of this, the name of an entrepreneur on the earth suddenly appeared in Lin Yun's mind.

"It's impossible, one million kings, not touching the edge, and obviously Wan Sicong is much more handsome, definitely not a person. ”

......

While Lin Yun was thinking wildly, Jian Wuchen had already detached himself from his cultivation state.

As soon as Jian Wuchen opened his eyes, two sharp swords faintly shot out in his eyes, directly shooting out two small pits on the marble floor of this hall!

With both hands raised and put down, the sword returned to his bowels without dust, and the thick sword intent emanating from his body was instantly restrained.

Raising his head, Jian Wuchen's eyes were filled with indescribable joy and gratitude, but because of his perennial self-autism, he didn't know how to speak, so he looked straight at Lin Yun like this.

Lin Yun was very uncomfortable being stared at by Jian Wuchen, he knew that Jian Wuchen wanted to thank him at this moment, but he didn't know how to speak.

"If you really want to thank me, you should change your name to Brother Lin in the future...... Young master, I really don't feel comfortable listening to it. ”

Jian Wuchen nodded slightly: "Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Jian Wuchen didn't have any other words, and he kept Lin Yun's gratitude in his heart.

"Sect Master, this is?"

He looked up at Wan Sicong on the side, and at this moment Wan Sicong was holding the golden book in his hand.

"Oh, he's cultivating. ”

As soon as Lin Yun finished speaking, he saw that the worn-out golden book in Wan Sicong's hand turned into a ray of golden light in an instant, wrapped around Wan Sicong's hand!

After circling Wan Sicong's arm a few times, this golden light suddenly burst into light!

Roar!

A dragon roar came out from this golden light! Lin Yun was shocked by the sound of this dragon roar and took a few steps back!

Even Jian Wuchen took out the nameless sword to resist, and barely stood firm!

"What is this!"

Lin Yun was surprised that a dragon chant would appear in this golden light!

Just when Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen were surprised, the golden light changed again!

The golden light turned into a golden dragon after the dragon chanted, and the golden dragon was so big that it filled the entire hall in an instant!

The head of the golden dragon and Wan Sicong stand side by side, and the tail is placed behind Wan Sicong, just like that, one person and one dragon look at each other!

After a few seconds, the golden dragon seemed to be observing Wan Sicong.

Roar!

The golden dragon roared again!

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World-Honored Buddha! Eight Heavenly Dragons!"

When the golden dragon roared, Wan Sicong suddenly spoke, and his hands were sealed, and the speed produced a phantom!

After the Eight Heavenly Dragons spoke, the golden dragon seemed to be controlled by Wan Sicong!

Roar!

This time, Long Yin Lin Yun felt that there was no longer a trace of threat, and the power of Buddhism that he and Jian Wuchen had felt before was gone.

The golden dragon raised his head, and then turned around on Wan Sicong's head, and his whole body slowly twisted in this hall.

Shout!

After spinning a few times, the golden dragon suddenly swooped down on Wan Sicong's right shoulder, and a golden dragon formed by Buddha light melted into Wan Sicong's body in an instant.

"Eight Heavenly Dragons, hahaha! It's too strong!"

Finally, the golden light dissipated, and Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen heard Wan Sicong's laughter at the same time!

Wan Sicong was in the main hall, stretching out his right hand and staring at it.

"What's the matter? Are you pregnant in your right hand?"

Lin Yun stepped forward and quipped.

"No, no, no, look, look!"

Wan Sicong approached excitedly and quickly, and stretched out his right hand to Lin Yun to take a closer look.

Jian Wuchen was also on the side, and he and Lin Yun stretched out their heads at the same time, looking carefully at Wan Sicong's right hand.

At this look, Lin Yun's eyes widened, and he saw that Wan Sicong's right hand was impressively engraved with four big characters in his palm!

"Great Mighty Dragon!"

Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen said in unison.

"Haha, that's right! It's the mighty dragon, this is the legendary eight protectors of Buddhism, the eight protectors have each learned eight different world-building techniques in Rulai, and legend has it that these eight kinds of Buddhism have long been lost, but now, I have obtained one of them! Hahaha, it's really related to the Buddha, Amitabha!"

Wan Sicong danced excitedly, and even clasped his hands towards the west as he spoke!

"Does this exercise still have powerful spells?" Lin Yun heard what Wan Sicong meant.

"Of course, but this is not a spell, this is the Dharma, and it is the Mahayana Dharma!

Wan Sicong turned around excitedly, quickly poured a few cups of Linglu tea on the table before, and then said to Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen: "Come over and drink two cups, celebrate!"

Lin Yun was also happy for Wan Sicong, and shook his head while smiling and walked towards Wan Sicong: "This is not wine, but two whole glasses?"

Wan Sicong didn't care about what kind of wine or not, he stretched out his hand and stuffed the two quaint teacups one by one to Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen, and then touched their cups: "Come on, come on, I wish me to take refuge in my Buddha, Amitabha, replace wine with tea!"

As he spoke, Wan Sicong drank it all directly.

Lin Yun nodded: "Yes, after entering the Buddha Gate, you can't drink." ”

After speaking, Lin Yun also drank this Linglu tea in one gulp.

"Well, it's delicious, the entrance is cool and sweet, and there is an inexplicable sense of amplification that makes my true qi very active!"

Lin Yun finished drinking and looked at the cup with a burst of praise.

"Come and see, is there a dragon on this shoulder?"

Wan Sicong suddenly said to Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen, and directly took off his clothes to expose his right shoulder.

Lin Yun fixed his eyes and saw that on Wan Sicong's shoulder, a golden dragon was coiled over his shoulder and half of his back, and even his right arm was occupied by a dragon claw!

"What a heavenly dragon, so powerful, it doesn't look wild at all, but has a strong Buddhist atmosphere!"

Lin Yun felt it carefully and said his experience.

"Well, yes, very strong, very strong!"

Jian Wuchen also nodded slightly.

After listening to Lin Yun and Jian Wuchen's answers, Wan Sicong smiled proudly, closed his clothes, and then said to Lin Yun: "Thank you, brother, it seems that my previous choice was correct!"

"Don't talk about this, since you also have exercises and Buddhism, then you still have a weapon to take advantage of, let me help you take a look?"

"No...... My wrecked stick......"

Wan Sicong flipped his hand as he spoke, and a stick full of rust appeared in front of the three of them.

"That's what you call the treasure from the Immortal Mystery?"

Lin Yun couldn't believe it, this was completely a scrap iron rod, and it didn't look like a good thing no matter how you looked at it.

"Hey, take it and take a look. ”

Wan Sicong smiled mysteriously and handed the stick to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand to take it, held the iron rod with one hand, and a feeling of heaviness came, and Lin Yun's body was almost overwhelmed by this inexplicable weight.

"It's a bit heavy!"

Lin Yun weighed it in his hand a few times, and suddenly, a list appeared next to this iron rod!

"Broken Dingtian Divine Stick: There are countless Dingtian Divine Rods in the fairy world that support the space of the universe, this is a broken Dingtian Divine Rod, an immortal-level transcendent item, which can be repaired. ”

Lin Yun was stupefied by the words that appeared on this list, he thought of the previous Sun Wukong, and even more thought of Sun Wukong's weapon, the Dinghai God Needle!

"This ...... This is a legendary, immortal-level item?"

Lin Yun opened his mouth wide, and the shock in his heart was indescribable!

Jian Wuchen on the side was also slightly startled by Lin Yun's words, he reached out and took the iron rod, and looked at it carefully.

But how can Jian Wuchen see anything, Lin Yun and Wan Sicong are both equipped with systems, for these things, the people of this world don't know, but they do.

"I can't see ......"

Jian Wuchen shook his head, and then returned the iron rod to Wan Sicong.

"It seems that Brother Lin is indeed the reincarnation of a person from the fairy world, and this iron rod looks like a mortal thing to me, but Brother Lin can see at a glance that he is an immortal. ”

Jian Wuchen didn't show much surprise because it was an immortal-level thing, he was bent on pursuing kendo, unless this iron rod was a rusty iron sword, it might not impress him.

"How's that, isn't it shocking!"

Wan Sicong smiled mysteriously: "So you know now, why did Sikong come to rob the immortal secret, right?"

Immortal Secret, Immortal Secret!

Speaking of which, Lin Yun has never really understood what this immortal secret is!

"No wonder, there is an immortal-level transcendence thing in that immortal secret, this kind of thing has never appeared in my system!"

Lin Yun scratched his head, and was a little puzzled: "But this thing of yours is broken, it doesn't have any attributes and it's not a weapon or something, it still needs to be repaired, do you know how to fix it?"

Jian Wuchen was in the clouds listening from the sidelines, and he didn't know what Wan Sicong and Lin Yun were talking about.

"Well, my system doesn't have a repair function at all, so let you help me see if there's anything you can do over there. ”

Wan Sicong said, handing the iron rod to Lin Yun again.

"Okay, I'll try. ”

Taking the iron rod, Lin Yun's heart moved, and the system interface appeared.

"Attempted to fix this item. ”

Tell the system what you want to do.

"The system version is too low, and the repair function is not available for the time being. ”

"......" Lin Yun was speechless for a while.

"So what if this thing is repaired according to the plot point, how much does it take?"

Lin Yun asked the system again.

"Forced repair does not guarantee success, failure will destroy this item directly, requiring 30,000 plot points. ”

"Come on, I thank you!"

Lin Yun rolled his eyes, and then quickly stuffed the iron rod to Wan Sicong: "Forget it, don't think about it, this thing is sky-high, I'm afraid we can't repair it even if we soar." ”

Wan Sicong also showed a little disappointment, but this was what he expected.

He also knew that after all, this immortal-level item, the two of them were still in the Quartet Realm at the moment, and no one would have an immortal-level item here, if they really repaired this thing, it would not be against the sky.

"Although it can't be repaired now, it should be okay later, my system is now in a low version, and there is no repair function yet, maybe I can try again in a short time. ”

Lin Yun's words made Wan Sicong full of hope again: "Okay!"

"But before that, Brother Wan, you should tell me about the immortal secret, it's been so long, and I haven't asked you. ”