One is a tantric monk with a face full of anger and anger, without the slightest hint of kindness, and the other is not a monk, but his face is calm, but he is more like a monk with compassion.

The big mudra released by the tantric monk is much stronger this time than the last time, the dark red big mudra is already faintly visible, although it is not very clear, but it has been condensed and formed, it can be seen that the tantric monk is already angry, exerting all his strength, and is bound to kill Ye Feng.

On the other hand, Ye Feng's big mudra is pale gold, and it has also been condensed into shape, looming, showing an orthodox Ling Ran momentum, in addition to the difference in color and tantric monks, the big mudra is also densely covered with pale golden runes, which is the rune array blessed by Ye Feng, so as to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and enhance the power of the big mudra.

At this moment, in addition to wanting to kill the angry tantric monk in front of him, Ye Feng also had a trace of gratitude in his heart, you must know that the mysterious tantric mudra is the highest mystery that will never be passed on, even if it is a core disciple, it is difficult to get the cultivation method of the mahamudra. However, Ye Feng easily obtained the operation method of the Mahamudra from the tantric monk.

According to Ye Feng's guess, the Tantric monk in front of him should be the core disciple of Tantra, as for why he appeared here, it is estimated that it is because this thing did not abide by the precepts and was driven out by the sect, after all, the Buddhist sect of compassion cannot tolerate a monk who is full of anger and breaks the meat vows.

"Yes, your Mahamudra is already a little hot, but it's a pity that your cultivation is not at home and you can't exert the power of Mahamudra." Ye Feng said lightly, at this moment, Ye Feng was frantically absorbing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, fusing it into the big mudra, and the aura like water ripples swam in the big mudra......

Tantric monks are a little dumbfounded, Tantric Mahamudra is the highest meaning of Tantra, for thousands of years, there have been thousands of martial arts masters who want to steal the teacher, but in the end they only learned the appearance, did not get the essence. But now this young man in front of him was able to cast an authentic mudra, and his aura fluctuations were even more powerful than him, an authentic tantric descendant.

Could it be that the young man in front of him would have known Tantric Mahamudra?

"Who the hell are you?" The tantric monk looked at Ye Feng with a vigilant expression, and his heart became very worried, he was worried that Ye Feng was a killer sent by the sect master, and he came to clean up the scum of this sect. According to legend, Tantra is a special organization, composed entirely of Dharma masters, who specialize in cleaning up the scum of their own sect.

Ye Feng didn't bother to deal with the other party, took a sharp breath, and then yelled: "Take it!" I saw Ye Feng waving his hand in the void, and the pale golden handprint was like a high mountain, slamming down with a thousand momentum, and even the whistling sound of a heavy object piercing the air could be heard.

The tantric monk did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and waved the big mudra to resist, and in an instant, the dark red and pale gold big handprints collided together, making a dull explosion sound, and a strong impact of true qi was set off within a radius of dozens of miles, and Ye Feng and the tantric monk retreated at the same time.

After his breath calmed down, Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at two handprints that appeared on the ground, and then looked coldly at the Tantric monk who was also injured, and said secretly in his heart: As a descendant of Tantra, the power of the Great Mudra is really extraordinary, and it can exert such a huge power.

Although Ye Feng has mastered the essence of the Mahamudra, it will take a while for Ye Feng to fully comprehend it and take it as his own. However, with Ye Feng's current strength, it is already very amazing to be able to cast such a powerful big mudra and compete against the Xuan-level tantric heirs without falling behind.

The tantric monk was also not lightly injured, but the strength of his true qi was already much higher than Ye Feng's, so he quickly controlled the injury, but he also temporarily lost the strength to continue to cast the Mahamudra. "Although you imitate Mahamudra, your method of exercise is not authentic Buddhism, and you are not a person in Buddhism." The tantric monk said in a deep voice, from this point, the tantric monk was finally relieved, because this meant that Ye Feng was not a killer sent by the Tantric sect.

But soon the tantric monk became very entangled again, according to his speculation, Ye Feng was not a tantric person, how did he learn the Mahamudra? Could it really be the same as what Ye Feng said, he had just comprehended?

If you really just comprehended it, it would be terrible......

"You've been seriously injured and are no longer qualified to fight me." The tantric monk said slowly. "The monks have compassion and abstain from killing, so you should cut it off yourself."

Ye Feng snorted coldly with disdain, what the tantric monk said was right, Ye Feng was indeed seriously injured, and his divine sense was also damaged to a certain extent, and he couldn't even summon a flying sword, otherwise, Ye Feng was sure that he could easily kill the tantric monk in less than a second.

"Your injuries are not much lighter than mine, and you don't have makeup anymore." Ye Feng snorted coldly with disdain, and after adjusting his chaotic aura slightly, Ye Feng slowly walked towards the tantric monk, Ye Feng, who was temporarily unable to mobilize his true qi, planned to use physical melee combat to kill the other party.

The tantric monk frowned slightly, the first time he encountered such an unfathomable enemy as Ye Feng, his heart was already boiling and retreating. "Let you go for the time being, and if we meet again in the future, we will surely destroy you." The tantric monk said very pretendedly, shook off the wide monk's robe, and turned to leave.

Seeing that the other party was gone, Ye Feng did not pursue, but stood quietly in place, watching the other party leave, after a few breaths, Ye Feng dodged and left in the opposite direction, taking a few detours one after another, entering the more hidden depths of the jungle. After walking for about half an hour, Ye Feng entered the no-man's land of the mountain range, which was also the most hidden place.

Ye Feng found a big tree in the sky and sat down, panting heavily, suddenly, Ye Feng felt the blood churning in his chest, and then squirted out a mouthful of blood, which made him feel better. "He is worthy of being a tantric descendant, and the great mudra displayed with the strength of the Xuan level is infinitely powerful." Ye Feng said in a deep voice, in fact, Ye Feng had already lost the strength to fight just now, and the reason why he showed a very strong posture was to scare and scare the Tantric monks.

Sure enough, the tantric monk who didn't know Ye Feng's depth was fooled!

Worried that the other party would catch up, Ye Feng had no choice but to leave in the opposite direction, and then enter the dangerous uninhabited jungle area.

After resting for a while, Ye Feng began to observe the surroundings, here, is the deepest part of the jungle, there are thick towering trees everywhere, the lush branches and leaves block most of the sunlight, making this place look very dark, the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, exuding a faint smell of decay, there are no traces of people passing around, obviously, almost no one has been to this place.

"The aura is sufficient, suitable for recuperation." After Ye Feng observed it, he came to this conclusion, but Ye Feng was also a little worried, this kind of place is rare for humans and machines, but it is a paradise for wild beasts, and there may even be some strange beasts, so it is better to be cautious. Ye Feng got up and looked around looking for a suitable place to cultivate and recuperate.

After about ten minutes of circling around, Ye Feng didn't find a suitable place, and finally Ye Feng climbed onto the branch of the big tree, sat cross-legged on the branch of the bucket, pasted a talisman on his body, and then began to close his eyes and meditate, and the abundant spiritual energy around him frantically poured into Ye Feng's body......

After a long time, Ye Feng opened his eyes violently and sighed slightly, it is true that the aura here is sufficient, but it can only temporarily stabilize the disordered aura in the body for a short period of time, and if you want to completely heal the injury, you need to cultivate here for at least a week. If it is placed in normal times, let alone a week, even if it is a year, it doesn't matter, but what Ye Feng lacks most now is time, the sooner he completes the task, the sooner he settles out, the sooner he is out of danger.

"It seems that we have to find some Chinese herbs and refine healing pills." Ye Feng looked around in the Qiankun Ring, the healing charm is more effective in treating external injuries, although Pei Yuan Dan and Xiao Huan Dan also have the effect of treating injuries, but now Ye Feng's injuries are too serious, even if he eats all Pei Yuan Dan and Xiao Huan Dan, it will not play a too obvious role.

Ye Feng, who had recovered his strength, jumped down from the branch lightly, stepped on the soft fallen leaves under his feet, and looked for wild plants nearby that could be used for medicine. In the primeval forest that has not yet been destroyed by humans, the biological resources are very rich, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng to find a lot of Chinese herbs that were more than 100 years old, but unfortunately, he didn't find a single spiritual grass, even if it was just a low-level spiritual grass.

"Looks like we're going to have to wait here for a few days." Ye Feng said lightly, and then continued to move forward.

After walking for more than a hundred meters, Ye Feng felt a wave of aura fluctuations that were sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and there was a trace of sweet smell in the air, Ye Feng just smelled it, and he felt refreshed and refreshed. "This is ......" Ye Feng suddenly came to his senses, and immediately sped up and rushed over.

As the distance continued to close, the fluctuations of the aura became stronger and stronger, and the breath in the air became thicker and heavier, just smelling these breaths, Ye Feng felt that his body was much lighter, and his breath was more stable. Although Ye Feng wasn't sure what it was, there was one thing that Ye Feng knew very well in his heart that this was a good thing for Ye Feng to quickly recover from harm.

As the breath became more and more intense, Ye Feng forcibly suppressed the excitement and impulse in his heart, gradually slowed down, quietly hid his breath, like a ghost, gently swept over the heavy fallen leaves, and quietly approached the target, after walking for more than ten meters, Ye Feng suddenly stopped, leaned against a big tree, and turned his head to look.

Following the aura, Ye Feng finally locked onto his target, which was on a big tree five meters away......