Continuing to let it go, he didn't know what would happen, and Ang Lee felt that he had to stop it.

Sighing secretly, Li An took out the treasure that had never been used in Buddhism, the bowl.

Ever since the bowl fell into Ang Lee's hands, he has not stopped studying it.

Wooden hammers, wooden fish, vajra, jade boxes, these things are all useful, and Li Ang does not believe that this bowl will be useless.

It wasn't until the last cultivation promotion that Li An used the relics breathing method to infuse all the true qi that he unlocked the secret.

It turned out that the bowl was not useless, but that Li An's previous cultivation was simply not enough to use it.

The true qi consumed by using the bowl is amazing, and with Li An's current cultivation, he only has the ability to use it once, and then the true qi in his body is exhausted, except that his body is strong, and it is not much different from ordinary people.

Now we have reached the point where we have to use it.

Li Ang took the bowl out of the space bracelet and used the relict breathing method to inject all the true qi in his body.

When other Buddhist treasures are used, they will flash the golden light of the Buddha, but this bowl does not seem to have any change in appearance.

The change can only be sensed by the user Li An, and when he senses that the true qi is almost injected, Li An holds the bowl high in one hand, and shouts softly in his mouth: "Close!" ”

To put it mildly, Ang Lee suddenly had a feeling of being possessed by Fahai.

Isn't this how Fahai dealt with the White Lady on TV?

At different times, Ang Lee was dealing with something that even he didn't know.

The air began to surge, forming a vortex that collected things into the bowl.

Useless garbage such as leaves naturally does not enter the bowl, and the things absorbed by the bowl look ethereal and ethereal, and they are the golden light emitted by the Bodhi Fruit and the Great Monk of Fayuan.

The golden light seemed to have become a substantial object, rushing towards the bowl with the air current.

Halfway through, the golden light gradually dimmed and turned black, and the earth trembled slightly.

The bowl is like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the black gas formed by the golden light.

Only Li An knew how hard this process was, the true qi in his body was still consuming, and once the supply of true qi was stopped, the bowl would stop.

As the golden light passed, the cultivation that was due to the consumption of the bodhisattva fruit also disappeared.

"My cultivation is ...... Where did it go? ”

"What's the matter, why did my cultivation fall too?"

"Ang Lee, what are you doing?!"

......

Soon, people found out that their cultivation fell and fell to have something to do with Li An, and they couldn't wait to swallow Li Ansheng alive with sparks in their eyes.

"Wait, look around."

The surrounding scenery began to disappear, and became gloomy, like a world that had been lost for many years.

"Ahh Lingye screamed and threw the Bodhi fruit in his hand to the ground.

What kind of Bodhi fruit is that, it is clearly a drenching eye, and the branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree are poisonous insects.

Looking at the Bodhi tree again, it has long since disappeared, replaced by a dilapidated seven-story stupa with countless poisonous insects surging on it.

"Demon Suppression Tower!" The great monk of Fayuan exclaimed, he was born in Buddhism, he naturally knew more about Buddhism than others, and he recognized the origin of the tower at a glance.

"Hmm."

Li An finally couldn't hold it anymore, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood and put the bowl away.

At this moment, black arms stretched out from the cracks in the ground, and in some places they were slightly larger, and their heads poked out.

This is still what kind of Buddhism is quiet, it is clearly hell!

"Master, let's go!" Ang Lee shouted.

"Amitabha."

The great monk of Fayuan put his hands together and shouted a Buddha name, and then said,

"This Demon Suppression Tower was destroyed because of me, and I naturally have the responsibility to stay and atone for my sins.

Ang Lee, thank you so much this time.

If it weren't for you, the teacher wouldn't know what kind of disaster would have happened.

Let's go.

If one day you become a superior teacher, come here to save me. ”

"Master!"

"Amitabha." The great monk of Fayuan shouted the Buddha horn again, and then turned around and walked into the Demon Suppression Tower, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

"Old monk, I don't want to die here, go!" The man in the white shirt shouted, flew up, and flew past Li An after a few takeoffs.

Before he entered the mist, he glanced back at Li An, as if he was very interested in the bowl, but he also knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, so he didn't do it.

The others also knew that it was very dangerous to stay here, so they followed the man in the white shirt and left.

If it weren't for Ang Lee, I'm afraid all of these people would have lost here.

Even if someone hit the idea of the Buddhist treasure in Li An's hand, he would not do it at this time, only Wu Potian, who was cut off by Li An, suddenly made a move.

"What do you want to do?" Su Can shouted loudly and stopped him, but he was not Wu Potian's opponent at all.

"The surname is Su, the master is here to play with you." Wu Chong and Su Can fought.

Monroe and Lingye saw Wu Potian make a move, and they were grateful for Ang Lee's previous action, and they all took action to stop it.

"Ang Lee, let's go!" Monroe shouted, knowing that even if she and Lingye joined forces, they would not be Wu Potian's opponents.

Li An also knew that if he continued to stay here, he would only die in vain, so he no longer hesitated, turned around and stepped into the mist.

As soon as the front foot stepped in, a strong wind struck, and there was no chance to dodge.

"Poof."

Ang Lee's right shoulder was directly pierced, and it was only a small Buddha bead that caused such damage.

"Xiaomei!"

Li An exclaimed, a white-haired woman appeared in front of her, who was it not Su Xiaomei?

I haven't seen her for half a year, Su Xiaomei's cultivation is obviously higher again, and Li An now has little strength left, so she was easily injured by the Buddha beads.

"Ang Lee, suffer death!" Su Xiaomei snorted coldly, and stabbed at Li An'an with a short sword in her hand.

"Stop, that kid's life is mine!"

At this time, Wu Potian had already repelled Lingye and Monroe to catch up, and when he saw that Su Xiaomei wanted to kill Li An, he shouted.

It's a pity that Wu Potian is too far away, and it's too late to stop it.

"Poof!"

It was impossible for Li An to completely avoid it, so he could only make a mistake to avoid the vital point of the heart, and the short sword stabbed into his chest at once.

"Stinky girl, you are looking for death!"

Wu Potian was furious, and a demonized palm attacked Su Xiaomei.

"Xiaomei, be careful!" After Li An noticed it, he tried his last strength to block this palm for Su Xiaomei.

With a "snap", Wu Potian's demonized palm hit Li An.

Li An let out a mouthful of blood, and the person flew up like a kite with a broken string, falling towards the bottomless abyss under the bridge.

"Haha...... Boy, you're finally dead at my hands! Wu Potian laughed proudly.

Su Xiaomei stood there with her eyebrows tightly locked, she thought that she would be as happy as Wu Potian when she killed Li An with her own hands, but when the sword pierced Li An's chest, she didn't have any joy, but when Li An blocked the palm for her, her heart ached faintly.

(End of chapter)