How did he get to the inside of Xuanhuang True Qi, Zhang Hongjun was dumbfounded, and when he looked again, he found that there was a person who was stretching out a finger towards Xuanhuang True Qi, it was the disciple who was controlled by himself, this disciple was motionless at this time, completely still. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you can enter the Xuanhuang, you are destined to be a person, and this recipe will be passed on to you."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from Zhang Hongjun's mind, and then, countless scriptures were recited, these scriptures had mysterious powers, although they were only recited once, they were passed into his mind word for word, imprinted in his soul, and he couldn't forget it.

Bang!

Zhang Hongjun's head was shocked, and he found that he had returned to the disciple, his outstretched fingers were reaching forward, the crack had disappeared, and his fingers touched the Xuanhuang True Qi, and he was shocked by the powerful force.

"Huh...... I don't know whether I live or die, and I dare to touch that real anger! ”

Many disciples laughed.

Zhang Hongjun sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking about everything that happened before, and firmly remembered the magic in his mind, he wanted to understand it immediately, but at this time, he possessed others, and he could only endure it temporarily.

The Mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor has risen to the ground, exposed in the lofty mountains, in the place of ten miles away from here, a small Buddha statue is placed in a cave, at this time the Buddha statue awakens, blooms with a thousand zhang of light, illuminates the whole cave, and then, the surrounding scene is immediately presented, and the scene under the Wuzhi Mountain is the same.

If Zhang Hongjun is here, he will definitely scold the Buddha for being insidious, and put a surveillance camera at the disposal.

The figure of a monk was born by attaching to the stone statue, he looked around the scene, suddenly stunned, pointed to a certain place, the scene was magnified, it was the place where the emperor's tomb was born.

"Xuanhuang is really angry!"

The monk's eyes shrank, and there was a hint of fluctuation in his tone, which also made his Buddha's heart unstable.

Then, the monk's eyes turned to those disciples, to check their cultivation, they were all some ordinary disciples, the monk's eyes were smiling, and his figure gradually receded in laughter, but after a while, the Buddha statue shone again, and a monk appeared out of thin air, which was the real body of the monk before.

The monk walked out of the cave, his body swept up, turned into a big peng, flew towards the place where the emperor was born, only a few ups and downs have come to the emperor's tomb, he landed on the top of a peak, observed the surrounding situation, and found that there were no other strong people, and the same as what Qi saw, were some low cultivators as disciples, he nodded slowly, and then rushed down.

A voice rang out in mid-air, saying, "Everyone quickly leave this place, this place is beyond your reach. ”

Everyone looked up, and a monk appeared on a boulder at some point, dressed in gorgeous monk robes, and a circle of Buddha light shone on his head.

"Who are you, and why do you speak like that?"

The captain of the first hall shouted.

"Why? By my power! ”

As soon as the monk raised his hand, a flash of light flashed, and a hill next to him was instantly razed to the ground.

Everyone was silent, this monk was powerful, and no one here was his opponent.

The monk carried his hands behind his back, Ying Ying stepped forward, a step under his feet was a few zhang away, came to the edge of the abyss for a moment, stepped again, and wanted to fly over the abyss, however, the abyss restricted flight, his figure fell sharply, the monk was shocked, his hands pinched the Buddha seal, the powerful Dharma was unfolded, and he stabilized his body hard, and flew back to the edge of the abyss.

"You can't kill him like this!"

"This monk is too powerful."

"I don't believe he can cross the abyss and see how he gets there."

Many disciples exchanged heads and talked about each other.

The monk frowned slightly, and saw the iron rope, but he just glanced at it casually, and did not go to the iron rope, but pinched the Buddha seal with both palms, and the powerful Dharma emanated from the body, like a ball of light, radiant, wrapping the monk in it, and then, the monk snorted lightly, and his body rose into the air, flying from above the abyss, and the flight restriction of the abyss was ineffective for him.

Wow!

Many people let out shocks and were dumbfounded, this monk was so powerful and intimidating that even the law of the abyss's flight restriction was ineffective against him.

The monk flew halfway, the guardian bat rushed to the sky, launched an attack on it, the monk's eyes widened, the magic seal in his hand changed, and he slapped a palm at those bats, smashing the bats into pieces, and the flesh and blood splashed and fell under the abyss.

The monk levitated in the air, his eyes sharp, and waved his palms again, killing the scattered guardian bats so that he did not dare to get close, and then walked leisurely, calmly flying across the abyss and reaching the other side.

The disciples on the platform on the other side retreated one after another, but behind them was the abyss, they had no way to retreat, the monk's eyes were indifferent, he swept towards them, and said coldly: "Give you a stick of incense time, and disappear from the platform immediately." ”

The disciples rushed to the rope and climbed back, Zhang Hongjun also controlled the disciple to walk towards the rope, but the monk suddenly glared at him and said, "You, stop!" ”

All the disciples stopped, looking left and right, I don't know who he was shouting, when they saw that the monk was just staring at Zhang Hongjun, not shouting himself, he rushed to the iron rope again.

Zhang Hongjun's heart tightened, and he secretly thought in his heart, could it be that the other party found out that he was possessed, so he hurriedly looked left and right, pretending to be stupid and stunned, and wanted to get by.

"Don't look at it, it's you!" The monk's eyes were sharp, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, staring at Zhang Hongjun, Zhang Hongjun had no choice but to stop and ask, "What does the monk mean by calling me?" ”

"Who are you?" The monk grabbed Zhang Hongjun's collar, his eyes were blazing, and he turned into a sharp sword, piercing Zhang Hongjun's heart to see him clearly.

Zhang Hongjun knew that the monk had doubts about him, but he remained silent, held his soul power, attached it to the depths of the disciple's soul, did not make the slightest fluctuation, and then pretended to be unbearable, his body trembled, and his face was pale, so as to hide the uneasiness in his heart.

The monk observed for a while, snorted coldly, let go of Zhang Hongjun, and said, "I don't care who you are, as long as you don't hurt me, our well water will not violate the river water!" ”

"Monk, I won't do you a big deal, I just want to get out of here." Zhang Hongjun sighed in a low voice, trembling.

The monk smiled, showed an amiable expression, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "So let's get out of here." ”

Zhang Hongjun also rushed to the iron cable and returned here.

Just for a moment, the platform on the other side was empty, and only the monk was left, the monk walked around the Xuanhuang True Qi, and also stretched out his hand to test, the Xuanhuang True Qi power shook him away, but it could not hurt him.

But the monk couldn't take the true qi away for a while.

Zhang Hongjun returned here, pretended to be overly frightened, collapsed on the ground, and then stunned the disciple, and took the opportunity to return to the deity.

"Senior Brother Song, wake up!"

The disciple was woken up by the people of the Hall of Reincarnation, but his eyes were so confused that he couldn't remember anything.

The disciples of the Ten Halls of Yama and the other halls were scattered everywhere, and everyone looked at the platform on the other side, gritting their teeth, and the monk wanted to eat alone, so he drove everyone out.

However, if the monk cultivates to be strong, what can everyone endure?

Whew!

Suddenly, four figures swept down from mid-air, exuding a powerful aura.

"Participate in the hall master!"

As soon as these people fell, many disciples stepped forward to salute, and these people were actually several hall masters of the Ten Halls of Yama.

The lord of the palace of soldiers actually came, he fell on the side of the base camp of the palace of soldiers, and when the ghost soldiers saw the ceremony, they listened to An Wenshuang's report, An Wenshuang only said for a while, let Zhang Hongjun go over to add, he knew more about the ins and outs of the matter, Zhang Hongjun was helpless, so he had to once again follow the reincarnation hall all the way, come here, how the reincarnation hall chiseled through the stone wall, entered the emperor's tomb, and how to trigger the Xuanhuang true qi, which led to the birth of the emperor's tomb, until the monk appeared, forcing them to immediately, all of them were 1510 statements, among which the matter of obtaining the Yellow Emperor's recipe was hidden by him.

"Hall Master, where does this monk come from?" Zhang Hongjun was curious, is there a monk in the underworld, but unfortunately the hall master shook his head and bluntly said that he didn't know him, and then explained a few words to An Wenshuang, and then walked towards the hall masters.

It is rumored that there is a Jizo Bodhisattva in hell, I wonder if this monk will have something to do with this person? Zhang Hongjun was a little curious in his heart, his eyes turned to An Wenshuang, and saw that she was explaining to Lao Jing and others, and when she finished explaining, Zhang Hongjun asked: "There is also Buddhism in the underworld?" ”

An Wenshuang shook her head: "I haven't heard that there is Buddhism in the underworld, and the underworld is all soul bodies, where did Buddhism come from." ”

Zhang Hongjun thought for a while, knocked on the side and asked: "Then what about hell, is there any bodhisattva who lives in hell for a long time?" ”

"Hell is a place where felons are imprisoned, and what bodhisattva has nothing to do when he is full, and runs away idle?" An Wenshuang looked at Zhang Hongjun strangely, I don't know why he asked such an inconsequential thing.

"If there is no Jizo Bodhisattva, then who will say that I will not go to hell and who will go to hell?"

Zhang Hongjun was shocked, it was another difference, he wanted to laugh, but when he found that An Wenshuang had been staring at him, he quickly smiled, touched his nose, and covered up the past.

"What are you shivering about?" An Wenshuang glanced at him, Zhang Hongjun smiled, perfunctory.

The scene gradually became lively, several hall masters flew across the abyss and landed on the platform on the other side, a hall master stared at the monk, and said coldly: "Where did you come from, the wild monk, the treasure hunt came to my underworld, and you also expelled my underworld disciples to practice." ”

"Amitabha! The donor misunderstood. ”

The monk sang the Buddha's name, his figure flashed, and he rushed straight to the Xuanhuang True Qi, pinching the Buddha seal in his hand, and the endless Buddhism spread, enveloping the Xuanhuang True Qi, and then, with a tremble beside him, opened a void door, and the monk pushed the Xuanhuang True Qi into the passage.

"Bald donkey, dare to do this!"

Several hall masters shot out at the same time, and swung their fists at the monk, and the strong power of the underworld urged, and the platform trembled.

The monk sacrificed a golden bowl, which shone with golden light, pouring down, covering him and Xuanhuang True Qi inside, blocking the attacks of the hall masters.

Choke!

The hall master of the first hall showed his weapon, a black ghost head knife was unsheathed, the cold light flashed, and the reincarnation knife technique was unfolded.

Knock knock!

The sword collided with the golden bowl, making an earth-shattering sound, and the three hall masters shot at the same time, the golden bowl was constantly shaking, and the golden light that was tilting down was bright and extinguished, and it was shattered at any time.

"Horn!"

The monk opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the word "horn" in the six-character mantra shouted out, and the voice was loud, and infinite Dharma rolled in.

Suddenly, the shaking of the golden bowl immediately stopped.

"Where did you come from, the wild monk, the Dharma cultivation is good, but if you want to take away the Xuanhuang True Qi with this, you can't help but underestimate my Ten Halls of Yama."

The hall lord of the first hall was furious, and the ghost head knife was urged by him to the extreme, and the sword flashed, as if there was an evil ghost hiding in it, and was opening its big mouth, ready to devour the enemy.

The sword in the hand of the hall master of the second hall was also urging, and the sword light was like a rainbow, and he stabbed at the golden bowl unceremoniously.

The hall master of the Hall of Reincarnation took out a judge's pen, the red ink on the tip of the pen was not dry, and it slashed through the air, leaving a fiery red afterimage, as if the void had been scratched.

The master of the Hall of Soldiers also took out the ghost head knife, and the power was also urged.

At this moment, several hall masters no longer retained and performed the Magnificent Exercises, otherwise, the monk would really move the Xuanhuang True Qi to other voids.