"Muni ......"

The mysterious scriptures come and go, sometimes low, sometimes high, as if they come from another time and space, and they seem to linger in the ears, chanting in a low voice.

Whether you want to listen or not, it seems that there is an inexplicable force that guides the scriptures and goes straight to the depths of your heart.

Those who are violent in temperament may be appeased, or they may be overwhelmed, and those who are in a peaceful mood may indulge in it, or they may arouse the tyranny in the deepest part of their hearts.

Wu Ming walked through it, but it seemed to be unaffected, as if it was a world of its own, isolated from everything.

If you look closely, you will see from its indifferent pupils, the reflection of the amazing vision, that is a Buddha statue sitting in the void, is reciting scriptures, as if the Buddha country of the gods, people linger.

It's a pity that although Wu Ming cultivates Buddhism, he has no Buddha in his heart, and to some extent, he is better than a god and Buddha.

The artistic conception is lofty, looking at Shenzhou, even if it is a high-ranking monk or even a holy Buddha in person, it may not be as profound as his realm.

Perhaps, in terms of the depth of Buddhism, looking at Shenzhou, there are only a few unborn holy monks, or the legendary Buddha Shakya, who are qualified to teach one or two, and even most of them have to discuss with each other and sit and discuss the Tao.

Even if this is the only remaining inheritance disciples of the King Kong Temple, they gather here to chant the scriptures and become the trend of ten thousand Buddhas.

But in front of the Lord of the One Realm, it's nothing!

Even if there is a demon saint suppressed here.

Airplanes!

Walking further inside, the void shook, and there were hidden ripples, but in the faint golden light, a small stone platform with endless Sanskrit carved came into view.

On the stone platform, a tall golden figure sat cross-legged, his face was calm, and the mighty dragon power loomed.

But every time the coercion surged, it was attached to its body, and the faint golden light that seemed to be no threat would suddenly flicker, suppressing its coercion and suppressing it back.

"Wu Ming!"

As if feeling something, the golden figure suddenly straightened, and two sword-like gazes passed through the void and stared at Wu Ming.

"Golden Scales!"

Wu Ming said indifferently.

"Humph!"

The golden scales were about to get up, but they suddenly fell back, and the look of anger on their majestic faces quickly disappeared.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight with Wu Ming, but under the momentum of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, now he can't even exert his half-saint ability.

Every time he used his demonic power, he suffered a tribulation in the chains composed of boundless Buddha light.

Moreover, the ubiquitous scripture voice will take advantage of this gap to invade his holy soul.

It's okay once or twice, with his strength and background, he can still withstand this test, but after a few years, even he can't stand it anymore.

Buddhism's supernatural powers already have a certain ability to chaos or fascination, and even cultivate to the depths of the essence, which can change a person's will to a certain extent and fundamentally change it into another person.

It is also thanks to his extraordinary inheritance, and there is no holy Buddha to preside over here, so he has survived until now.

Of course, the most important reason is that Wu Ming took out all the relics of the Vajra Temple and used them to provide fuel for karmic fire and maintain the method of life.

"You're finally here!"

In the face of this ant who had never been taken into account and caused himself to be trapped here, even if the golden scale was deep, it was difficult for him to be unhappy and angry.

I think that at the beginning, he was the high-ranking Golden Scale Demon King, the Golden King of the Great Song Dynasty, and the spokesperson of the demon clan spirit official in the court.

Even the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty was tricked by him, and finally used the Dragon Vein of the Great Song Dynasty to achieve his own holy path position!

But I don't want to, in just a few years of hard work, I once hid from the world and crossed the sea, and became a saint, but in the blink of an eye, I became a prisoner, not to mention, but also planted in the hands of ants who were not in my eyes before.

With such a huge gap, let alone the Golden Scale Demon Saint, even ordinary people, when they see acquaintances who are similar to themselves, suddenly become famous, they will feel jealous and even have bad thoughts.

The Golden Scale Demon Saint still can't figure it out, for thousands of years, his layout has been smooth, continuing the layout of his ancestors, and achieving the holy path position step by step, why did it suddenly collapse in just a dozen years, after obviously succeeding?

He couldn't figure it out, even with the incomparable deduction ability of the Holy Realm Demon Soul, he still couldn't figure out what was wrong after sitting here for several years.

"Hmm!"

Wu Ming bowed his head indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, there was an additional stone table tea set on the stone platform.

There is no imaginary shouting and killing, and there is no cynicism, as if strangers have just met, sitting opposite each other.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, this is the first time that the two have faced each other so head-on.

Thinking about the first time I saw him, the other party was just a holy thought distraction, and with a wave of his hand, he let Wu Ming be haunted by demon poison and come back to life.

If it weren't for the Chaos Lotus Lantern Protector, I'm afraid the grave grass would be burned as firewood now!

The second time, also in the capital, it was the day when the eldest princess Zhao Yingluo calculated herself, in the face of the powerful Golden Scale Demon Saint, Wu Ming fled for his life and used the mountain and sea boundary beads.

Thinking of this woman who was once the most noble woman in the Great Song Dynasty, but was abandoned by the emperor like a shoe, she gave the golden scales as a furnace to carry the dragon qi of the Great Song Dynasty.

Wu Ming's mood is not complicated, it is to deceive himself.

But if you want to talk about how deep your feelings are, you can't talk about them at all, and you don't even have any emotional foundation.

If nothing else, if it weren't for many coincidences, if this woman seized the opportunity, I am afraid that she would mercilessly put herself to death, as a bargaining chip to flaunt her own merits and improve her status.

From the first time they met, Wu Ming had seen through this woman, although she was not vicious, she was also an extremely selfish woman.

Otherwise, the third princess of the royal family, this woman is the longest and has the best talent, but the original candidate for the furnace tripod finally fell on the second princess Zhao Wanru.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, Zhao Wanru was accepted as a disciple by Lu Jiuyuan, and Wang Shouming was forcibly taken away from the capital Bianliang on the orders of his master.

But unfortunately, he still can't escape the fate of the furnace, which is pitiful but hateful!

Perhaps, there is a certain number in the dark.

Zhao Yingluo was taking the blame for herself, and was finally calculated by her sister who had calculated, and since then she has embarked on a dead end.

But no matter what, she is her daughter's biological mother after all, even if it is an accident that has been calculated, but in Wu Ming's eyes, this conspiracy and calculation, the result is beautiful and sweet!

The third time, Wu Ming was no longer the ant who could only be tired of running for his life at the beginning, but laid out the world and introduced the Golden Scale Demon Saint into the urn.

And, in one fell swoop, while breaking Li Twelve Niang's sword path, he was high-spirited and was awarded the title of the Great Song Dynasty Protector Divine Beast, and the Golden Scale Demon Saint, who was close to the position of the national teacher, was suppressed here!

"Heh......"

The Golden Scale Demon Saint was cold, wanting to say that Wu Ming was coming to see his joke, but he couldn't say it.

Because he knows that Wu Ming is not so superficial, and he does not have such idle time!

And he was thirsty!

In other words, the desire to drink a cup of tea, even if it is water, will be as sweet as food.

Even if he is in such a realm, even if he does not eat or drink for a hundred years, he will not have any damage to his body, but he is thirsty.

Knowing that this idea was wrong, the Golden Scale Demon Saint still couldn't help it and wanted to drink a cup of tea.

Under the momentum of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, the scriptures that are recited all the time are not only to suppress and imprison them, but also to consume their will all the time.

And thirst is a sign of weakened will!

It took a lot of perseverance for the Golden Scale Demon Saint to hold back his hand and not touch the teacup.

He was afraid, afraid that after the first sip, he would drink the second sips.

It's not that I'm afraid that the tea is poisonous, but I'm afraid that the will will be weakened even more than poison, so that I will lose in the next confrontation, or even lose completely.

Now he is no longer the golden-scaled demon saint who can crush Wu Ming with his hands in the past, but a prisoner.

The change of identity is not unacceptable to an existence like him, but what he can't face calmly is that the person who imprisoned him turned out to be Wu Ming.

Wu Ming took a sip of tea to himself, flicked it casually, there were three more ordinary oil lamps on the table, and said lightly: "Three soul lamps, one Pei Susu, one I Wu Ming, who is the last one?"

"Do you think I'll say that?"

The Golden Scale Demon Saint said coldly and arrogantly.

Even if he is a prisoner, the Golden Scale Demon Saint is the Golden Scale Demon Saint, even if the sword and axe are added, nothing can threaten him.

Of course, he still had some small accidents, the soul lamp that he kept in the forbidden place of the secluded pool in the capital was taken by Wu Ming silently!

But after thinking about it, with the methods that Wu Ming showed at the beginning, now that several years have passed, the strength of cultivation can only become more and more unfathomable, and it is not a surprise to think about it!

And in his perception, Wu Ming's breath is indeed becoming more and more secretive, so that he can't see through it!

What is certain, however, is that he has not yet set foot on the holy path.

Otherwise, under such a deep karmic entanglement with himself, it is impossible for him not to sense it, even if the other party has a body in the first realm, and he is like the master of a realm, it is impossible that he will not feel it at all.

"Where did this poison come from?"

Wu Ming was not surprised, he didn't even blink his eyes, and continued to ask.

"Shh

The Golden Scale Demon Saint was cold, and turned sideways slightly to show disdain.

"Hmm!"

Wu Ming nodded inexplicably and said indifferently, "I know!"

The Golden Scale Demon turned his head suddenly, his brows furrowed obviously, slightly suspicious, and even looked at Wu Ming with some surprise.

Vaguely, what Wu Ming said 'I know' seems to really know!

But how is this possible?

According to common sense, you may think that this is the result of a certain chance of the Golden Scale Demon Saint, but in Wu Ming's question, how can he reveal the stocks, and he has long expected that this is a conspiracy deliberately arranged by someone?

"Heh, with you, you are also worthy of calculating the number one sword immortal in the world?"

Wu Ming seemed to be aware of it, and finally showed a change in mood for the first time, and said without concealing mockery and disdain, "But as soon as you abandon your son, you really think that you are a character when you achieve the Saint Realm position?"

"You ......"

Rao is Golden Scale Demon Holy City Mansion is quite deep, and his eyes suddenly turned red when he was angry, but he took a deep breath in the next moment, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said coldly, "Do you think that this shallow agitation method can provoke this saint? Wu Ming, don't let this saint underestimate you! If you want to set up this saint, show some real skills, otherwise, even if you kill this saint now, if you can stay and see Lu Jiuyuan, I will laugh at him and tell him how unknown the heir he chooses!"