At this moment, the entire Potala Palace rang with a bell, and countless large and small chanting of [Lama] and [Ma] were heard, and Sanskrit chanting came out one after another.

Shi Zhong was stunned for a moment, then looked up and looked ahead, a thought cut through Changhong from afar and in front of him, Shi Zhong opened his hand and waved, and then stood still, like a statue.

In his own purple mansion, an old monk sat in the air, chanting scriptures in his mouth, and the body of a stone bell condensed opposite him, wearing a Taoist robe, and said after the head: "This master, the poor Taoist is polite!" ”

"Amitabha, the old man is polite!" The old monk opened his eyes, looked at the body of Shi Zhong's thoughts, and then looked around, revealing a look of surprise, obviously, he couldn't imagine where he was led?

"Master don't panic, this is in the Purple Mansion of the Poor Dao, seeing the Guru Dharma coming, in a panic, please don't blame the Master!" Shi Zhongwen said with a smile.

"Purple Mansion?" The old monk muttered, and then his eyes showed a look of horror, "Daoyou actually opened up the Purple Mansion?" "He is not an unheard of person, and he also understands some common sense of Taoism, unlike Buddhism, who thinks that **is just a stinky skin, Taoism advocates** is the basis of cultivation, and there are many magical powers, this inner refining purple mansion is one of them, but it is just the same as the golden body of Buddhism, but since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone cultivating it, but now I heard a young man say to himself that his mind incarnation is in his purple mansion, how can he not be shocked!

"Amitabha, the Taoist friendship and deep cultivation, the old man admires!" The old monk was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, the connection between himself and the power of faith in the holy land has been cut off, whether this is the so-called Purple Mansion of Taoism or not, it shows a problem, the young man in front of him has a high level of Taoism, far surpassing himself, and has a breakthrough on the road of cultivation.

Shi Zhong smiled and said politely: "The master is polite, it should be poor and abrupt, and it was really an unintentional move just now." Poor road walking practice, see the vision of the holy land. Only then did I have the heart of snooping, I hope the master will forgive me! "He had concealed the matter of Onimaru, and these monks were using the power of faith to condense the gods, if he knew that there was a living example around him. Who knows if they will come and rob them with greed. Although he was conceited, he saw that this old monk was able to condense his mind with the help of the power of faith in the Potala Palace, and he knew that they had the method to control the power of those beliefs, and they did not dare to use their own bodies to fight against others for more than a thousand years.

The old monk shook his head: "It's the old man who is abrupt, I thought it was an invasion of evil people, but I didn't expect it to be a Taoist friend who came to practice, guilty of sin, and offended!" ”

Since there was no festival, the old monk had no intention of making trouble, so Shi Zhong naturally released it from the Purple Mansion. The divine consciousness said goodbye to the old monk's thoughts, and glanced at the Potala Palace, which was wrapped in the power of faith. Although he also cultivates Buddhist exercises, the pale golden energy can condense the golden body, but he can't absorb the rich power of faith to bless the golden body. It's hard to imagine how powerful it will be if those old monks really make up a Buddha deity, but I'm afraid that as long as the Potala Palace exists, the Buddha will be immortal and will always protect this palace!

The stone bell did not stop and continued to walk north around the Potala Palace.

"Immortals. Why don't you go in and find out for yourself? Such a huge power of faith, if you absorb it. Surely you will immediately achieve the body of a true immortal and obtain the supreme fruit position! ”

After walking out of fifty kilometers away, the triangular black flag in the pocket automatically flew out, suspended in mid-air, and half of the body of the ghost pill came out of it, looking a little weak, it seems that when he spied on the secrets of the palace, he must have been injured by the old monk inside, for the damage of this divine thought, Shi Zhong is also very helpless, life energy can only nourish the real body, but this illusory god is of no use, this was tried a few days ago. However, the power demon that he obtained before and was refined into a pure divine mind by himself is definitely a great supplement for the onimaru, but it has already been slapped into the copper corpse by himself, and it is impossible to take it out.

"Let me ask you, what is the body of a true immortal? What is the supreme fruit position? Shi Zhongdao.

Sure enough, Onimaru was suddenly asked, and stammered and couldn't say why, "The body of the true immortal is naturally able to make you immortal and have great magical powers."

"Aren't you immortal now?" Shi Zhong asked rhetorically.

"Where is this kind of young general, what is immortality? If it weren't for the rampant materialism in the current world, the cultivators would be less than one percent compared to the ancient times, and the body of such a divine thought would be a hard labor for people to expel them, and they couldn't eat or touch it, it was very painful! Onimaru was a little lonely, and his palm touched a poplar tree beside him, and his palm was directly shuttling over, like a phantom.

"Hehe, the power of faith in the Potala Palace is beyond my reach, I don't want to steal chickens and rice!" Shi Zhong shook his head and said, it is better to cultivate the golden body by yourself or rely on yourself, although the power of faith is strong, but it is not the right way after all, otherwise why would the Taoists abandon it and not use it, there are also many believers in the Sanqing Daozun, and there are no Taoist priests to use the power of those scattered beliefs, and finally let the power of faith without spiritual sustenance dissipate between heaven and earth. Shi Zhong was curious about what kind of spiritual objects existed in the Potala Palace, and there must be supreme spiritual objects that could condense such a vast power of faith.

Shi Zhong shook his head, some people pursue immortality, and some can live forever, but they also feel extremely painful, the so-called immortality may have to pay a price, and you may not be willing to pay this price.

Suddenly, I felt something stirring around my waist, and when I looked down, it was a small plush head out of the cloth bag stuffed with rabbit fur that I had sewn by myself on my waist, not a young mastiff. At this time, it has experienced Shi Zhong's life energy infusion for more than ten days, and his spirit has been extremely vigorous, without the original illness, and the young mastiff has opened his eyes, from the eyes of the young mastiff to Shi Zhong, Shi Zhong saw an expression of gratitude and affection, just like a child looking at his mother, Shi Zhong touched the young mastiff's little head lovingly, "Soon it's time to eat!" ”

The young mastiff "whined" in his mouth, opened his mouth and stretched out his wet tongue to lick Shi Zhong's palm continuously, itchy.

All the way north, Shi Zhong had no goal, he crossed I don't know how many mountains, how many rivers and rivers he waded, until one day Shi Zhong saw the blue-eyed race, Shi Zhong didn't until he had already stepped through the territory of China, arrived in Russia, touched his nose, and unknowingly became a stowaway.

It's close to June, but the temperature in Russia is still not high, and most people have to wear coats to avoid the cold.

This is the Russian countryside, Shi Zhong saw that there were people using machines to cultivate on the big farm, suddenly, Shi Zhong looked up, saw a black car galloping on the road in front of him, looked at its heavy chassis and appeared to be extra wide body, he knew that it was a specially made modified version, with the roar of the engine, Shi Zhong heard the black car behind the dense gunshots, hitting the black car to make a loud sound.

The doors on both sides of the black sedan suddenly opened, and two Russians in black suits poked their heads out, and two pistols shot at the back, but apparently, the people were using submachine guns in the back, and the two Russians in black suits were shot and fell out of the car without firing a few shots.

In the black car, in the passenger seat, sat a man in his thirties, with anger and horror on his face, looking into the back seat: "Boss, otherwise, that old guy from Yevgeny sent someone to do it, no one can find out your whereabouts more than him on your territory!" ”

Sitting in the back seat was a middle-aged man in his forties, who closed his eyes at this time, but his face was gloomy and scary, and said: "Yevgeny, that damn old guy, after I go back, I will use the army to suppress their family and bloodied the Yevgeny family, but Gerasim, without the support of my political enemies, Yevgeny will not dare to attack me, guess who it will be?" Moscow? Or those in the Far East? ”

Gerasim was the man in the passenger seat, shaking his head: "It's hard to say, hehe, but what's the matter, as long as the boss you go back safely and keep the army in the Far East firmly in your hands," Suddenly, when his eyes glanced at the Humvee behind him from the glass behind the car, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was frightened, "Oh, my God, they actually used heavy weapons"

Alessandro calmed down: "Heavy machine gun? Rest assured, our car was modified by the Germans to resist 12.7mm heavy machine gun fire at close range, don't worry! ”

"No, no, no, boss, it's an anti-tank rocket launcher" Gerasim had a desperate expression on his face, "boss, I don't think we will see the moment when the Yevgeny family will be bloodied!" ”

Alessandro's face changed suddenly, and there was a hint of despair and unwillingness in his eyes: "

Shi Zhong looked at the speeding car and shook his head: "The security in foreign countries is really poor, rockets at every turn!" "Even Shi Zhong didn't dare to say that he would be able to survive the rocket artillery.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and in front, on the cement in the center of the road, a firelight flashed, and the heavy bulletproof black car groaned, and the three wheels slid forward for a while, and then barely balanced the center, and the four tires emitted black smoke, and continued to rush forward.

"Thank God, boss, we survived, we survived, Alexey, good, I was optimistic about your skills in the first place to let you be the boss's driver!" Gerasim's excited sibling dance.

"Damn Gerasim, don't you think you're rejoicing too soon? This time, even God won't protect you! Alessandro exclaimed, and sure enough, the Humvee behind sped up and soon approached the black sedan, and the horror was that the roof of the Humvee once again carried an anti-tank rocket. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )