Outside the real name temple.

"Izumi-sama, please wait here... My real name is doing lunch class. ”

The monk who guided Qinghe to the outside of the hall dropped such a sentence, and did not forget to fold his hands and apologize to him... Then he left, leaving behind a confused Qinghe: he had only heard of monks who did morning and evening classes, but he had never heard of those who did afternoon classes.

"Ya is obviously a fake monk... Not even a ring scar."

Xiao Hei's complaint appeared, and Qinghe could only nod with a strange face... There is also this large hall, which obviously does not have the style of Buddhism.

Around the main hall are nine colorful mountains, like peacocks that are opening their screens.

But the most incongruous thing is... On the roof of the main hall, it is dazzling - it is the raised face of the Buddha statue, with different expressions and thousands of postures.

"Don't you move the Ming King... The vow of steadfastness, the light of wisdom, the one who controls all things."

In a trance, Qinghe understood which one these Buddha statues with different expressions represented... Squeak.

The closed door of the hall opened, and there was a slight sound of footsteps, and Qinghe, who had cast his eyes, saw the monk with one hand and a palm, and also "saw" the phantom behind him... Fudo Myoking.

This statue sits on a stone pedestal in the shape of a child. There are seven buns on the top, the braided hair hangs down on the left shoulder, the left eye is closed, the lower teeth bite the upper lip, and now the angry look, the fierce fire on his back, the sword in his right hand, and the rope in his left hand, in a posture of breaking trouble.

As if aware, the monk looked at Qinghe... With one hand up, he smiled slightly, and the phantom that Qinghe felt disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

But he understood that it was not a delusion at all... Because the face of the Buddha is himself.

This person... Faith is not the Buddha at all, but itself.

At this moment, Qinghe seemed to understand something... Isn't Yamamoto, who was dissolved many years ago, just the image of a fire demon god?

The kind of person who bathes in the flames, harnesses the flames, and turns into flames... To this day, it is still so clear in Qinghe's mind.

Combined with the monk in front of him, it seems... This is the embodiment of some kind of rule power of the third order?

Didn't give Qinghe too much time to think, the monk stepped in... When he reappeared, he was in front of Kiyowa: his eyes didn't even catch any of the other person's figures.

But Qinghe's perception still captured some information: this is an instantaneous step... But it's not, or it's something that is mixed with a ring, a scythe, and a momentary step.

"Quan-kun, what is your answer?"

The inquiry in the monk's eyes is very strong... Even if he did not hesitate to reveal some of his secrets: but in this young man, there was still no information about the future at all.

"My real name is my lord, I choose the second condition."

Even after being dismounted twice, Qinghe didn't change his mind... He understood that the monk was showing him the power of the Spirit King and tempting him.

"It seems that you... I'm very confident in myself. Appreciation appeared in the monk's eyes.

"There's something... Rather than being given, it is better to obtain it by one's own efforts. Qing He smiled lightly.

"Haha... It is an idea that young people will have, and they are worthy of being selected by the country. ”

The laughing monk raised his palm, and at the same time the black and red spiritual power surged, he shot at Qinghe... From the moment his spiritual power fluctuated, Qinghe frowned, but he didn't resist: there was no fighting intent, let alone killing intent... It's like a send-off wave.

Call...!

At this moment, the wind suddenly rose... What appeared in Qinghe's eyes was the palm of the monk's hand, but its area covered the entire heavenly dome.

"Go ahead, come back to me after passing the test of the others."

Accompanied by the monk's voice, Qinghe's entire body was uncontrollable, and was carried by a huge palm and flew into the sky in the distance... He didn't panic, but carefully felt this unique ghost aura.

"Wind, protection, strength..."

The composition of words and spirits was recognized by Qinghe during the flight... But he only recognized 50% of them, and the remaining half of the words couldn't even be deciphered.

"The one who gave the name to everything..."

Qinghe finally understood the meaning of the "eye monk" at this moment... Even the spirit of words that he doesn't know is not nothing, but it won't appear so much at once.

This only says one thing... This big palm, which resembles a ghost path, was created by the other party.

In terms of power... It is no longer weaker than the breakthrough after No. 90, and it takes into account the defense of the No. 90 level.

Time passed quickly, and Qinghe, who was moving in a parabolic manner, soon came to another continent.

As if realizing that the destination had arrived, the huge palm was no longer giving him protection, and disappeared in front of Qinghe's eyes at a faster speed than when he came... And he is still in the sky.

"You're here to deliver it to me safely..."

Kiyowa, who lost the support of the wind, fell sharply downward... However, he did not panic, but took the opportunity to sweep the surrounding area.

The buildings on this circular continent were obviously much more than those in the monk's True Name Hall, and they were generally not much different from the buildings in the Jingling Court.

But there was one thing that Qinghe cared about: because he saw a large circle of territory surrounded by walls in the center of the continent, and in this territory... There are many wooden buildings, but there are many places that look like small rivers, and you can see people walking around in them from time to time.

"Hot springs?!"

Looking at the white fog rising in some places, the corners of Qinghe's mouth couldn't help twitching... This place is even more strange than the hall where monks chant scriptures.

And at this point he just fell, and... He saw a figure rushing out of a building in the distance, heading straight for him.

"So fast..."

Kiyowa in the air blinked... When I opened it again, I had already lost the figure of the other party.

Fortunately, the spiritual pressure perception is still there, and Qinghe, who has moved his head greatly, finally finds that figure... But the other party accelerated again and got out of his sight.

"Welcome to Uncle Ben's "Qilin Hall"... You backdoor! Don't be afraid, uncle, I will catch you well. ”

After Qinghe caught the other party's figure again, the voice also came to his ears... Pull strings? Uncle Ben?

Inexplicably, Qinghe's anger is much bigger... It's really that this voice and the shape of the man in the nose of the plane are too arrogant with that disdainful face.

The most important thing is... Although this guy shouted to pick him up, his hands were behind his back.

It's clear ... This is ready to be picked up with a foot, and the attitude is quite bad.

“…”

At the moment when he was about to fall, Kiyowa's eyes met him... I can go down myself.

Qinghe, who stretched out his fingers, planned to use a No. 1 break to counteract the impact of his fall, but the head of the plane seemed to have not received his cue, and while moving behind him, he smashed the ground with a heavy step with his left foot, and kicked his right foot in flight.

There's no doubt that this guy is here to find fault... Or temptation.

"Beat him... It's just a ninth-grade spiritual pressure, and this guy just has a nostrils facing the sky!"

Xiao Hei began to roar, and the corners of Qinghe's mouth hooked up a hint of arc... If this bastard is kicked, he's sure to take on the form of a flat sand goose with his ass backwards.

Buzz - boom!

Since the strength is equal, Qinghe doesn't have to be so cautious... The great monk really can't beat him now, but this guy who wants to make him embarrassed is no problem.

Qinghe, who directly opened the instant, swung out the left hand of the explosive flame, dodged the "catch" of the plane head with the help of the reaction force, and then smashed down with his right fist - boom!