Monk Yuanzhi's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "What game, what are the rules and rewards?"

Lu Yu said: "I am also a Jingwu Soul, although I am only a fifth-grade ground-level, I think I am okay." If the master can surpass me in the use of martial spirits, I will consider entering your Buddhist sect ......"

"Okay, no problem. How do you compare?"

Monk Yuanzhi's eyes lit up, he was a heaven-level martial soul, although he was temporarily suppressed, but to deal with a ground-level fifth-grade martial soul, it was definitely a matter of being caught.

"Master don't be in a hurry, and listen to me before considering whether you are willing. ”

"Okay, you say. ”

Monk Yuanzhi readily agreed, but the ghost owl and the heart showed a worried look.

This monk is from the three-star Buddha domain and belongs to the Arhat-level powerhouse.

Although he was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao in the Great Wilderness, it was also the strength of the Divine Ring Extreme Realm, and the martial soul was even more powerful, and he could easily crush Lu Yu.

"Legend has it that Buddhism purifies all sentient beings and has extraordinary attainments in crossing. If the master can use the power of the martial soul to transform me in an hour, then you will win. On the other hand, if the master can't do it, I win. ”

Monk Yuanzhi smiled: "Very good, very fair. ”

Lu Yu said: "If the master wins, I will enter your door." If the master loses, give me a Buddha treasure. ”

Yuanzhi was slightly surprised, and questioned: "Buddha treasure, what do you want?"

Lu Yu said indifferently: "I want a magic weapon for storage, and there should be no shortage of the master." ”

Monk Yuanzhi frowned slightly, unable to understand why Lu Yu chose to store the magic weapon.

"The poor monk has a bowl in his hand, called the Purple Gold Sumeru Bowl, which is one of the Buddhist treasures of the Thousand Forests Buddha Kingdom, which can not only contain all things, but also devour the heavens and the earth. If the Son wins, I will give you the Purple Gold Sumeru Bowl. ”

"Sumeru bowl, very good. ”

Lu Yu nodded with a smile, glanced around, and said with a smile: "Just compete on the surface of this magma lake, what does the master think?"

"The guest is as you please, the poor monk's realm and martial soul grade are higher than you, and everything is up to you. ”

The ghost owl said: "Boy, your brain is in water, compare with him like this, isn't that a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?"

"It doesn't matter, we're just trying to use martial souls, not martial souls. ”

The ghost owl scolded: "Stinky boy, even if it is just a competition for the use of martial souls, his martial soul can at least exert the strength of the ground-level six-rank, which is far better than your ground-level five-grade martial soul." ”

Lu Yu smiled: "Old ghost, do you think I will compare with him even if I know that I will lose?"

The ghost owl was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, Lu Yu is not a fool.

Meditation was a little relieved, and whispered, "Be careful." ”

Lu Yu smiled and gave her a reassuring look.

"I have heard for a long time that the Buddha's mantra is unique, and since the master is from the Thousand Forests Buddha Country, he must be proficient in this kind of transformation technique. ”

Monk Yuanzhi's expression stiffened slightly, and he muttered: "I can't see that the Holy Son knows so much about my Buddhist supernatural powers, and even the poor monk's mastery of the Crossing Transformation Mantra is clear at a glance, no wonder he wants to compete with me in the use of martial souls." I don't know how the Holy Son plans to fight, is it a literary struggle or a martial fight?"

Lu Yu looked at the crimson lake, and recalled everything about Buddhism in his heart.

"Buddhism is mainly based on Buddhist sound Zen singing, and it just so happens that I have a little rhythm of sound, so it is better for us to compete in this regard. If the master can decipher my requiem with the chanting of the Buddha's voice, you will win. ”

"The Holy Son is really confident enough, if the poor monk doesn't fulfill you, won't he underestimate you? ”

Monk Yuanzhi smiled, and Buddhist chanting was exactly what he was good at.

The ghost owl looked at Lu Yu and said worriedly, "Boy, can you do it?"

Mingxin took Lu Yu's hand and whispered.

Lu Yu patted Jingxin's shoulder, smiled at her, and secretly gave a look, not even the ghost owl on the side.

"Master, please. ”

Lu Yu stepped out in one step, moved 30,000 zhang horizontally, and landed on the surface of the magma lake, and the rolling hot mist shrouded his body, making him look more mysterious.

Monk Yuanzhi jumped down, flew down from the palm of the stone Buddha, and walked directly on the waves, and the lotus was born step by step, and a green lotus appeared, extending from the stone Buddha to Lu Yu thousands of zhang away.

Master Yuanzhi sat cross-legged on top of the cyan lotus leaf, facing Lu Yu.

"Holy Son, please!"

Lu Yu bowed slightly, the martial spirit above his head appeared, and the three-leaf green lotus took root in the magma lake, swaying with chaotic light, forming a mysterious formation at Lu Yu's feet.

Lu Yu sat on top of the formation, and the three-leaf green lotus drooped the chaotic light, making his whole person bathe in colorful light, holy and bewitching.

The arc light of Lu Yu's palms appeared, and the divine patterns converged into a stringed piano and placed it on his knees.

With a flick of his fingers, Lu Yu's fingertips added a bronze coin, engraved with mountains, rivers, sun and moon, square inside and round outside.

"Master, please. ”

Lu Yu looked up at Qianzhang away, and saw a golden sunflower floating above the head of Monk Yuanzhi, like a Buddha's sun, shining on the world.

Yuanzhi monk Baoxiang was solemn, looked at Lu Yu with hot eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk is ready, and the Holy Son can start." ”

Lu Yu said: "The master listened carefully, this song is broken, and it is related to the Northern Region of the Divine Desolation. ”

With the stroke of his right hand, the strings trembled, and a wisp of piano sound turned into notes, wrapping around Lu Yu's fingertips, circling around him, and then spreading outward.

At the same time, the bronze coin in Lu Yu's left hand shot out, emitting a low sound, which matched the sound of the piano and flew above the stringed qin.

The void ripples, and the sound of the piano spreads, like a sword, like a string, pierced in the heart.

Lu Yu stroked the piano with both hands, and the vibrating strings emitted a beautiful and mournful tune, and the divine patterns and notes were combined, with Lu Yu as the center, and quickly spread all around.

Most of these piano sounds drifted towards Monk Yuanzhi, like a cocoon of love silk, wrapped around him.

Monk Yuanzhi smiled when he first heard the sound of the piano.

"The Holy Son is young, infatuation is hard to break, I have a wisdom sword, but I can cut love. ”

The loud voice echoed above the magma lake, like a Buddha manifesting, educating the world and freeing him from the sea of suffering.

The sunflowers above the head of the monk Yuanzhi bloomed with the golden light of the sun, and the wisps were like Buddhism, and a small Buddha statue appeared, with different postures, distributed on the surface of the lake, and rushed towards Lu Yu.

The monk Yuanzhi has a golden light glazed body, closes his eyes and sings, and the sunflower martial soul attracts the surrounding magma heat, extracts the power of the yang to the strong, and combines the Dharma into the Buddha seal, causing the Buddha light to surge on the entire lake and evolve into the world of the Buddha.

The ghost owl and the dark heart stood on the star warship and watched, and the grand Buddha sound was overwhelming, easily suppressing Lu Yu's piano sound.

"It's not good, this old monk is powerful, Lu Yu is not an opponent. ”

The demon screamed and tried to help, but was stopped by the Dark Heart.

"It's not wise to fight hard, so wait a minute. ”

The contemplation opened the Shenyin Thousand Shadow Mirror and photographed the every move of the Yuanzhi monk.

The ghost was stunned and wanted to ask, but was stopped by the eyes of the dark heart.

On the surface of the lake, the phantom Buddha statues sat or stood, or lying or squatting, from the outside ear, encircling Lu Yu, each emitting different Buddha sounds and chanting, wanting to subdue Lu Yu.