Chapter 662: Retrieving the Magic Weapon

Chapter 662: Retrieving the Magic Weapon

In the past, under the sect, the four major disciples, the first person to be the first person to have many treasures, now the great sun in the west is coming, and it is needless to say that the cultivation of the combat power is naturally needless to say, blessing the fruit of the Buddha and the Buddha, and chasing the saints. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The remaining three Holy Mother, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is now in charge of the Big Dipper Star Palace, and the Holy Mother of Wudang is leisurely traveling in the Nether, as for the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, she is destined to fall at the hands of the mosquito Taoist people under the Western Sect.

Looking at the few people in the seat, it was a decadent man at the head, and on the right, there were several fairies wearing neon clothes and feathers.

"Zhao Gongming" The middle-aged man raised his hand slightly, and drank a cup by himself.

Among those women, the most dignified and beautiful person glanced at Yu Yang with a smile: "My brother is not good at words, please don't blame fellow Daoists." ā€

"How dare you, these people are Sanxiao Niangniang." Yu Yang didn't dare to hold it up, these few people who could sit on the upper seat were naturally first-class powerhouses in heaven and earth, and looking at their previous records, which one was not comparable to crushing the Golden Immortal.

Among the several generations of disciples of the Interception Sect, these people are already the leaders.

And the cultivation realm is not much different from Yu Yang's perception, the first of those Star Monarchs is also at the level of the Bodhisattvas of Western Buddhism, and the famous disciples are all the first level of the Lord of the Universe, the top two generation disciples, all of them are the first rank of the Golden Immortal, and they are also enough to crush the existence of the Lord of the Universe, of course, Huanglong Zhenren is obviously an exception.

In terms of combat power, Huanglong Zhenren is inferior to Yunzhongzi.

The entire Supreme Universe, that is, the cultivation of this legendary Flood Desolation Plane, is just like that.

During the banquet, after asking about the intention, Yu Yang obviously felt the silence of the immortals of the sect, they were designed by their own Taoist sects, their bodies fell, and now the true spirits are still bound to the god list, how to be freed, this time, even if they help, they will be punished by the heavenly court, you know, the battle between the demon cultivator and the Buddhist sect, the heavenly court will naturally ignore it, if they rush to help, they will be punished.

"Actually, even if we wait to make a move, our combat power is not as good as before." Full of wine and food, Bai Baijun, one of the Ten Heavenly Monarchs who had a lot of connections with Yu Yang, spoke.

"Shouldn't the fall of the flesh be a reinvention of the flesh?" Yu Yang wondered.

"It's mainly a magic weapon." Bai Baijun glanced at the several senior disciples of the sect who were seated, in the first battle of the year, except for the fall of their bodies, their magic weapons had already been defeated and fallen into the hands of the enemy.

"I see." Yu Yangmo responded vaguely, and then, he was confused by the strength of the wine on the immortal brew.

When several veterans looked at each other with emotion, the picture turned, and the Antarctic Immortal pointed to Yu Yang's body on the couch: "This is ...... Stand-in puppets? ā€

"Indeed, this is Uncle Tongtian's unique method." Several veterans glanced at each other, how many years have passed, they actually saw the stand-in puppet again, it's just that this group of people has a good relationship with Yu Yang, why does he want to use this treasure to cover people's eyes.

Immediately after, they watched Yu Yang be shrouded in a layer of gray vitality, his body became lighter, and he was directly guarded by the Heavenly Court, and no one noticed him at all.

"Huh?" Several old Taoists looked at the Antarctic Immortal Weng in surprise, since these Heavenly Court guards couldn't find him, even the demon mirror hanging in the Nantianmen didn't have any reaction, why could this treasure in the hands of the Antarctic Immortal Weng react?

When they looked down, they found that in the hands of the Antarctic Immortal, at some point, there was an extra rune.

"Is it actually the Yuqing Divine Rune given by the Master?" The eyes of several old Taoists were full of envy, Taishang Dan Dao, Tongtian Sword Dao, and Yuqing's Fu Dao were unique techniques, and they were brilliant in the world, no one could compare, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng was naturally extremely lucky to be able to get such treasures.

"It can only last a few days, we can take a look at what this kid wants to do."

In the picture, I saw Yu Yang galloping all the way, muttering something in his mouth, even if the voice was not loud, but the onlookers were all first-class characters in this world, how could they not have some means of listening.

"This time, we must invite these backers to intercept the sect, otherwise, I am afraid that I will fight with the Buddhism with all my might, and there will be some differences, but the mixed yuan Jin Dou, Jin Jiao scissors, and it seems that they are all in the hands of the teacher, but it is not good to ask him directly for such a treasure, I have to find another way, as for Zhao Gongming, yes, the guy who burned the lamp, as the deputy sect leader of the Sect, turned out to be in collusion with the Buddhism, so let's take him first."

When the words fell, several veterans looked at the direction Yu Yang was heading, and it was Lingshan.

"This kid actually chose to throw himself into the net, isn't he worried, the saint can see through his hidden methods?" Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but question.

"Lingshan, no saints." The Antarctic Immortal Weng met the gaze of the brothers and sisters of the same sect and smiled slightly.

"Could it be that the sermon has not yet been ...... But Uncle Tongtian has obviously already ......" Chi Jinzi was about to say more, but was glared at by Guang Chengzi.

Everyone was silent, and it was natural for the Tongtian Sect Master to behave abnormally because of the dissatisfaction of the last catastrophe, but the two saints of Western Buddhism were invited into the Zixiao Palace, which was a little unexpected for them.

"Could it be that this accident was also instructed by the above?" Several old Taoists have their own thoughts in their hearts, and secretly, they are also using the means of communication to communicate with their own disciples who are gods in the flesh.

The road of Lingshan, Yu Yang has come once, and he is naturally very skilled, and he found a ferry at the foot of the mountain, which is to directly step on the waves and enter the range of Lingshan.

"Huh" hid in a dark corner and casually caught a little novice.

"Ho...... Where is the demon, can you know...... It can be known that this is the Da Lei Yin Temple of West Tianling Mountain, and there are countless strong Buddhists in the temple, and they dare to come here to be presumptuous......"

"Name" Yu Yang lightly pointed at his eyebrows, just one finger can penetrate his soul.

Xiao Shami's whole body trembled, and his limbs trembled, "Fa Hui, no, no, no...... The donor spared his life, the little monk, the little monk was deceived into going up the mountain. ā€

"What is your position in this Great Lei Yin Temple?" Yu Yang ignored it and continued to drink coldly.

"The little monk is the lamp oil under the seat of Maitreya Buddha, I don't know what the secret of Buddhism is, there is no secret method of Buddhism, and I don't know where the treasure is." Obviously, this little novice is Yu Yang's demon cultivator who has recently made everyone up and down the Ling Mountain uneasy.

"Did Maitreya Buddha participate in the battle of the gods that year?" Yu Yang asked.

"Maitreya Buddha, naturally there is none." Little Shami replied tremblingly.

"Oh" Yu Yang frowned slightly, if Maitreya Buddha had not participated in that war, it would not be easy to do.

Immediately, he changed his direction again: "Say, Maitreya Buddha is the future Buddha, what strong people can he sit underneath?" ā€

"Yes, yes...... Yes, it is the fear of leaving the Buddha. ā€

"Afraid of leaving grandchildren?" Yu Yang's complexion changed, and the old Daoists behind the mirror also blew their beards and stared, their eyes full of anger and killing intent.

"Also, I heard that he has a good relationship with the Burning Lamp, where is the residence of the Burning Lamp Buddha?" Yu Yang continued to ask.

Xiao Shami had already regained some composure, and replied unhurriedly, "The Buddha of the Burning Lamp, the Buddha of the Burning Lamp and the Buddha of Maitreya have the same status, so they are naturally in another side hall." ā€

"Another side hall, lead the way forward, to where Maitreya Buddha is."

"Yes."

Yu Yang immediately hid his figure, if it weren't for the feeling of thorns in his back accompanying his body at any time, he was afraid that the little novice in front of him would have already fled.

After going through several levels, before coming to the side hall, as soon as Yu Yang stretched out his hand, he directly included the little novice into the inner world.

"In the inner world of Sumeru, this kid is taking the path of dual cultivation of the Dao Gate and that weird cultivation system." The old Taoists who were watching suddenly brightened, as long as Yu Yang took the path of the Daomen, it was a minor in some means, and they would not blame him.

"Just look at how he deceived the cunning old fox of Maitreya Buddha." Maitreya Buddha is an old and strong man in Buddhism, and these veterans behind the mirror also feel that he is terrible, and it is indeed extremely difficult to deceive him.

"Wait, look, here." Taiyi Zhenren, who was communicating with his disciples, suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the void, and in a picture, it was the tall and majestic Nantianmen, and Yu Yang's figure in a cyan robe happened to be bidding farewell to a group of immortals who intercepted the sect, and the direction of departure was the Golden Turtle Island.

"This kid is going to ......" Several veterans looked at Taiyi Zhenren in confusion, he first saw the clues of the foreign, and naturally hoped that he could solve his doubts.

"My generation of disciples, they have all reached the peak of cultivation, and it is too difficult to go further, but I didn't expect that this rising star is so wise, which makes my generation a little embarrassed." Taiyi Zhenren was a little bit, the picture changed again, Yu Yang's speed was dozens of times, and after a while, he stepped on the colorful clouds, escaped from the depths of the East China Sea, and arrived near the Golden Turtle Island.

"This is Senior Brother Huanglong's Caiyun?" Several Daoists glanced at each other, they originally thought that Huang Long lent such treasures to Yu Yang, and he should carry them with him, after all, Caiyun, who has an extremely fast flying technique, should be a treasure to escape.

"I see." At this moment, Taiyi Zhenren finally understood Yu Yang's thoughts, and as soon as the picture turned, Yu Yang's figure disappeared at the entrance of Golden Turtle Island.

"I can't see the next picture, that uncle, but he has a bad temper." Taiyi Zhenren smiled bitterly and glanced at a few senior brothers, "However, Lao Dao can be regarded as understanding." ā€

"Huh?" Several Taoists were still puzzled.

"Watch what he does, it will surprise you." Taiyi Zhenren sold a pass.

Seeing that Yu Yang was cautious, he walked into the side hall respectfully, and he actually bumped into the smiling Maitreya Buddha head-on, and the other party, who has been accumulating prestige in Buddhism for a long time, where is it so easy to fool, after meeting, his eyes flashed with two scrutinizing lights.

"Yes." Several Taoists looked nervous, they had already seen Yu Yang's back, and they were soaked in cold sweat.