"Uncle Feng, is there really no other way to seal that evil thing in your body?" Duan Ze asked worriedly, like this, Feng Sheng shook his head and vetoed.

These days, he and Feng Sheng are jumping around, hiding in Tibet, and they have seen Feng Sheng's pain and torture many times, although he wants to help Feng Sheng free himself from the abyss of pain, but his strength is weak, and he has no resistance to the Qiankun Demon Tower.

After thinking about it and hesitating in his heart for a long time, Duan Ze proposed to Feng Sheng:

"Then why don't we return to the Haotian God Sect and ask the Tianyun Sect Master to make a move, let's try again..."

"It's useless, I know very well what his character is, and no one can change his will because of his stubbornness;

Since he has already made it clear that he will not help me, no matter how much we ask him, he will not be moved. Feng Sheng sighed helplessly and rejected Duan Zedao.

Now, Feng Sheng really doesn't have any means anymore:

He had thought about finding the two great Hades of Hell, the Thunder Emperor of the Underworld, Lord Lei Ming and Lord Yan.

These two people were supreme powerhouses in the ancient period, and they were no worse than the Hao Heavenly God Sect Sect Leader Tianyun, and they were even stronger, but where are the two of them now?

When I first met them, I just crossed over from the teleportation circle of the Ancestral Temple of Ice Moon City to that secret place, but it was already destroyed...

And most importantly, Lord Lei Ming and the two don't have much desire to help him, and this way is not working.

Feng Sheng also thought of staying away from the Xuan Domain and going to a mysterious forbidden area of life, this Haotian City is the largest and best port city in the world, but I am afraid that this time will not be able to catch up.

While thinking of various solutions, Feng Sheng and Duan Ze also wandered from all over the place, gradually moving away from the place where the crowd gathered.

It is a wasteland surrounded by mountains and ravines, and there are still many traces of human settlement, but as the environment continues to deteriorate, the locals have moved out, making the small town in the barren mountains even more desolate.

When they came here, Feng Sheng and Duan Ze found an abandoned temple to rest temporarily.

"Is it a Buddhist temple? It is indeed a forgotten and declining existence. ”

Feng Sheng stood outside this temple and looked here, the broken walls were ruined, it was indeed dilapidated, he hesitated a little, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

In that ancient period, Buddhism was not weaker than the super power of the ancient heavenly court and hell, but after the battle of the thousand-year war, it was also a great loss of vitality, and it declined.

And it is very different from other major forces, Buddhism has its own system, its own unique way of practice, independent beliefs and cultural concepts.

Since that great war disappeared from the world, although there are still many things related to Buddhism that have been handed down, such as Zen, such as the power of faith, such as the six realms of reincarnation, and various powerful exercises, but they are all incomplete and more or less incomplete.

There are very few people who really build temples, preach and preach, and promote Buddhism, at least Feng Sheng has never met them.

As soon as Feng Sheng and the two entered this temple that had long been abandoned, they were not much different from what they saw outside, and they were even more dilapidated:

The crumbling eaves, stone pillars, and walls were crumbling and swaying in the wind, and the doors and windows that were about to fall at any moment were covered with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs.

Passing through a fairly vast playground, it is a large hall like a building, if there are still people in this Buddhist temple, this is also a place for pilgrims to kneel and pray for blessings opened by Buddhist temple monks, but now there is no Buddha statue here, and there are only three or three tatters left on the altar of tattered tea cups.

There are obvious traces of battle, and I don't know how tragic the disaster was back then, and it was finally abandoned by people.

Although it is simple and dilapidated, it is also a good place for Feng Sheng and Duan Ze to settle down, and there are a lot of materials around, so the two of them directly took materials from the place and built a fire in the main hall to rest.

"Ozawa, you go out and look for some more food, get some water and come back. Feng Sheng commanded two words, and the person took out a little bit of the only remaining dry food (I don't know how long ago the two of them beat a hare, and ate the remaining minced meat), and the stick was skewered and heated.

Cultivators like Duan Ze and them will naturally not have much hunger after passing through Bigu, but it is not bad to satisfy their tongue quickly, that is, they want to eat, and what they eat is no longer grains, but all kinds of elixir and jade dew, fairy grass and magic medicine, and there are few like Feng Sheng.

"This, this..."Duan Ze hesitated.

If you want to go out hunting by yourself, this is naturally a breeze, but at this time, Duan Zeke is a little unhappy, this can't be Uncle Feng's little trick, so he leaves alone without saying a word or does something stupid that he can't think of?

Seeing Duan Ze's concern, Feng Sheng smiled and responded:

"It's okay, don't worry, you Uncle Feng and I haven't seen any big winds and waves, and I haven't come to that far, but it's just a moment of greed..."

"Good!"

With Feng Sheng's assurance, Duan Ze also put his mind at ease and went out with a gun.

Not long after Duan Ze just went out, Feng Sheng, who was sitting by the fire to warm up the fire, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, and the person fell to the ground struggling, in pain.

It's the Qiankun Magic Tower in the body!

With the gradual elimination of the power of the seal, the Qiankun Demon Tower has become more and more unstable, and it may break the seal at any time.

Although the Qiankun Demon Tower hated the fact that he had sealed it, the power of the Tianyun Sect Master to strengthen the seal for himself had not completely disappeared for the time being, although the power of the Qiankun Demon Tower had exploded this time, it did not leak out of the black qi as before, or his will broke away from the seal, and he just tortured himself in pain as usual, but this dose was just a little large.

After suffering from this torment for an hour, Feng Sheng also looked like he was dead and alive, almost collapsing, the person was tired and collapsed on the ground, and there was no extra strength to endure it.

In Feng Sheng's pain, there was a small sound outside the temple:

"My Buddha is merciful, crosses sentient beings, and blesses those who are destined..."

Someone?!

The footsteps came rhythmically, getting louder and louder, and Feng Sheng's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his heart became vigilant:

This is a desolate place that has been abandoned for many years, where is there any trace of anyone, what is the matter with this person who walked in, what kind of purpose is he holding onto, is he friend or foe?

This uninvited guest appeared in Feng Sheng's eyes, and he stepped into the main hall, and the realm vigilance in Feng Sheng's heart suddenly rose to the highest.

Feng Sheng and the others were lying on the ground, staring at the visitor with a pair of big eyes, and saw everything clearly:

Dressed in a pair of straw cloth shoes, the soles are stained with a lot of red clay, which is left by walking through the land outside, this Feng Sheng naturally knows, there is no doubt, there is a little bit of yellow sand left on the trouser legs, in addition to it is neat and clean, dressed in a robe, unpretentious, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, he is dressed as a monk.

This person looks kind and kind-eyed, old and a little hunched at the waist, but the whole person looks very energetic, and when he sees that the other party is a monk, Feng Sheng directly picked up a wooden stick in the fire next to him, and gathered strength a little bit to prepare for a battle.

Feng Sheng's actions were naturally for the old monk to see them all.

The old monk was not angry or angry, but folded his hands, sighed softly reverently, and then made a simple self-introduction to Feng Sheng:

"Amitabha, the poor monk has no ill will towards the benefactor, so you don't have to worry.

The poor monk just passed by here on the preaching road, and suddenly felt that there was a resentment here, and most of the benefactors' expressions were also deeply affected, so they wanted to help the donor you.

By the way, I haven't introduced myself to the donor, but the old man is a monk from the Great Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven, and this time he went out of the mountain to promote Buddhism and help the suffering people..."

Although this self-proclaimed empty old monk said such and such things, the vigilance in Feng Sheng's heart did not let go of half a point because of this:

This is not only related to Feng Sheng's cautious habitual character, but also the fact that he has met a demon monk who is also called from Buddhism before, and he is somewhat concerned about his identity, the relationship between the two, and the purpose of this old monk approaching him.

"Monks don't speak..."Feng Sheng's reaction, it was naturally expected to be empty, and he didn't say anything more, seeing Feng Sheng's painful appearance, he directly chanted the Buddhist mantra to dispel evil and remove pain for Feng Sheng, and showed that he had no malicious intent with his actions.

He had been tormented by the Qiankun Demon Tower before, but after a spell from this master of empty sorrow, Feng Sheng could clearly feel that his whole body was immediately much better, and his exhausted physical strength had recovered somewhat, which made him feel a lot of good feelings and gratitude for him.

...

After a short period of getting along, Feng Sheng's vigilance against this old monk was also slowly lowered, with the vastness of the other party's magical powers, that is, he really had malicious intentions towards himself, and there was no need to do such a superfluous thing at all.

Feng Sheng stood up slowly, with a solemn expression, and made a big salute to the master of empty worries, full of apologies and gratitude:

"The kid has offended a lot before, and I hope the master will forgive me, thank you for your help.

Oh, it's abrupt, I haven't introduced myself yet, junior Feng Sheng, Xuanyu Liuyun City people..."

"The donor is polite, but it's just a gesture, and there is nothing to worry about.

This time, I went out of the mountain gate in order to promote Buddhism, save the suffering beings in the world, and give good karma, which is not only the duty of my Buddhist disciples, but also the wish of poor monks for many years.

And our Buddhism pays attention to a fate word in everything, and this time I will meet you as a donor, maybe this is the fate between you and our Buddhism and my Buddha. ”

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