Chapter Eighty-Six: Into the Ancient Battlefield
"Hand over the dragon. The female killer's voice was cold.
She stepped on the sky and walked towards the old monk, the murderous aura of Sen Han rose from her body, and the black robe was windless.
As each step fell, the killing intent became more and more intense, like a cold blade hanging in the air, tearing everything in front of him mercilessly.
The old monk chanted Amitabha Buddha in a low voice, and with a wave of his big hand in the air, a golden Buddha light enveloped him and Yan Xing, and the murderous aura could not exceed half a point.
"The donor wants to raise it as a murderous beast, the poor monk can't let you get your wish, why don't you be my Buddhist beast, and become a holy beast for the benefit of one party in the future, with immeasurable merits. The old monk had a peaceful face and a compassionate face, as if he was really thinking about the world.
Yan Xing almost spewed out a mouthful of dragon breath when he heard this, and you both want to take me to your own forces as a coolie!
It's okay to be a killer, but it's too much to watch the mountain gate.
Even so, Yan Xing was also a little relieved, as long as his life was worry-free for the time being, there was no need to waste Tongtian Jade Pendant, there were still many opportunities to escape in the future, and it was a pity that this powerful life-saving means of Jade Pendant would be consumed here.
Until the last resort, absolutely do not use the Tongtian jade pendant.
"Aren't you afraid that the dragons will trouble you? Tianluo's killer said coldly.
The old monk shook his head and said: "There are not a few people who peep at the body of the dragon clan like a donor, and I took him away to save his life, so why bother." ”
Yan Xing rolled his eyes, the old monk's words seemed to have some truth, but Yan Xing didn't believe that he was arresting himself to protect himself, which was more like making up a high-sounding reason.
Seeing that the old monk did not back down, Tianluo's female killer was silent.
She was silent, as if she was one with the void, and the controls around her gradually dimmed, like night falling, but the feeling of palpitations became stronger and stronger with every step she took down, as if there was an infinite killing machine hidden in the dark, and it could erupt in any moment!
Seeing this, the old monk's face changed slightly, he took a step back, chanted a Dharma number, and a phantom of a Buddha appeared behind him, and the endless Buddha light purified the opponent's surging murderous aura, and there seemed to be three thousand Buddhas sitting in the golden light, holy and mysterious.
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Yan Xing was choked by the old monk from behind and couldn't break free.
The momentum of the two Yuan Infant Powers was unreservedly released, and in an instant, all the creatures within a radius of a hundred miles felt the kind of coercion from above, as if it was the angry gaze of the gods, and the next moment it would be ruthlessly obliterated.
Ordinary beings and cultivators with lower cultivation were the most affected, and they were all forced to kneel down the moment the pressure came, as if a mountain was pressing on their bodies, so heavy that they couldn't lift their heads, their clothes were soaked, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
The two of them stood in the air, mighty as gods, each occupying a piece of the sky.
On one side, it was as dark and cold as Senluo Hell, and in a trance, I could see the mound made of bones inside, but the side was as golden as the Pure Land of Bliss, and there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, which was extremely mysterious.
The immeasurable Buddha's light and the killing machine intertwined a terrifying aura, the two completely different visions were incompatible with each other, like a huge grinding plate, the destructive power made everyone frightened, if they were in the center of the vision, the general power would not dare to say that they could retreat with their whole body.
The majesty of the power of the primordial infant period is irresistible!
If it weren't for the old monk who paid attention to helping Yan Xing resist the raging vision, he would have been ground into ashes by these two forces a long time ago.
Yan Xingguang's scalp tingled when he looked at the intertwined chaos, and a look of unease flashed in his golden dragon eyes.
"The primordial infancy humans are so powerful, even if I have a chance to escape, they will most likely choose to kill me. Yan Xing couldn't help but feel a trace of despair when he thought of this.
The Tongtian Jade Card can only be used once, even if it is used to survive the current crisis and kill these two powers, what about the future?
When the time comes, he will definitely offend the Death Heaven Luo and the Buddha Gate, one is the Killer God Dynasty of the Mighty Dongqian, and the other is a huge force with a large number of believers, no matter which one of them can easily solve the current self, at that time, he will have no place on the mainland, only stay in the Dragon Domain and grow up slowly.
It's so boring to stay in Dragon Domain...
At present, the only escape route is to enter the ancient battlefield, and it is a big deal that it will not come out after entering, anyway, the life span of the dragon clan is extremely long, and they will cultivate in the ancient ruins for five hundred years, and then come out when the next ancient battlefield opens, and then see which human can still beat themselves.
"Huh?"
Yan Xing heard the old monk's puzzled voice, and followed his gaze, and a spherical hole actually appeared in the chaotic vision not far away, and Yingyue could see a figure in it.
"Please calm the anger of the two seniors. The voice was very young, and it sounded like a teenager, but at this time, he dared to intervene in the grievances of the two powers, which surprised Yan Xing.
At this moment, the devastating bright illusion in the air gradually faded, and everyone's eyes fell on him.
The young man was plain-looking but clear-eyed, his navy blue hair was draped casually behind him, casual but not chaotic, and he was dressed in a flowing robe, with no dense silk embroidery on the robe, only a few mysterious runes intertwined in black and white and the blue cloud texture on the sleeves.
This kind of appearance and temperament is enough to make some peerless celebrities fall in love.
The slightly raised corners of his mouth and stretched eyebrows added an elegant temperament to him, even in the face of the eyes of several powerful people, he was still calm and comfortable, unintentionally revealing his confidence that he was not afraid of everything.
Yan Xing could already be sure that this young man was from Tianji Gate when he saw his outfit clearly.
The young man stepped on a mysterious Dao map, the Dao map shone brightly, and the unbridled visions were all blocked by an inexplicable qi when approaching him, and the dense array patterns appeared around him, protecting him tightly.
"An incredible treasure that can withstand the momentum of two great powers at the same time!" Yan Xing was shocked.
Whether it was the Buddha's light or the murderous aura, it was blocked by this dense formation, and it couldn't penetrate half a minute.
"At worst, it's all high-quality white ware, maybe even Zibao, otherwise it won't be able to stop the vision. Yan Xing heard the analysis of some people below, and immediately felt deeply shocked.
There are a total of four grades of magic weapons in the Dongqian Realm, black weapons, white weapons, purple treasures, and heavenly weapons.
Yan Xing has been in contact with celestial weapons, such as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the clan and the soldier mound in the Dragon Gorge, this level of magic weapons can already give birth to spiritual wisdom, not at all any one person can control it alone, only those strongest forces can have one or several heavenly weapons, representing the strongest power in the Eastern Dry Realm.
One thing worse than the heavenly weapon is Zibao, its rarity can be imagined, only such a great power as the Yuan Infant Stage is qualified to have it, but the Dao map under the feet of the young man in front of him may actually be Zibao!
How rich is Tianjimen, a disciple can actually have such a treasure, how many monks may not be able to have a white weapon in their hands even if they are extremely poor. It is no wonder that Tianjimen has become the number one force in the Eastern Continent by some people, and it is not without reason.
The young man didn't seem to care how much discussion and attention he had aroused, and he said to the two powers: "The ancestor of Xuanjizi asked me to trade with the two seniors, and Tianjimen is willing to buy this young dragon." ”
Wow!
The boy's words were surprising, causing a commotion among the people.
He actually came directly on behalf of Xuanjizi's wishes, which means that the second-in-command of Tianjimen wants to buy this young dragon, and in the name of the entire sect, it is rare for Tianjimen to do this kind of thing. Is the value of a young dragon so high? Even the Heavenly Machine Gate is moved.
Tianluo's female killer didn't say a word, no one could see her face under the mist, and the old monk's face was ancient and unwavering, still with a compassionate face.
"All living beings are equal, living beings are priceless, isn't trading a trampling on life, the little donor should please go back." The old monk was full of morality and rejected the Tianji Gate in disguise.
Yan Xing secretly scolded him in his heart for being thick-skinned, since all beings are equal, what does it mean to arrest me, this old monk is full of muttering about Amitabha Buddha, but his actions are contrary to the Buddha, this kind of person can cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage It is really the Buddha who closed his eyes.
The boy was still smiling when he heard this, he seemed to have expected this situation.
"The master doesn't have to refuse in a hurry, we Tianjimen also have the common people in mind, so I hold the things of the ancestors of Buddhism to give you a look. The corners of his mouth are still the same smile, gentle and difficult to refuse.
The boy took out a simple wooden box wrapped in silk from his long sleeves, the uneven thickness of the annual rings and the gray surface made it look full of age, and at the moment he took it out, a strange fragrance wafted out, and everyone who smelled it felt an inexplicable peace, as if they were in an ancient temple, and the light smoke of incense was around him.
"The rich sandalwood must be worshiped all year round, and the smell of incense from the ancient temple has been completely integrated into it. A well-informed person analyzed.
"This box can't be made from the branches of the Bodhi tree, right? It is said that the supreme ancient tree of the real Bodhi Tree Buddha Gate, just meditating under the tree can touch the Dao Dao, which has the effect of opening people's wisdom roots. ”
"It's a pity that that kind of ancient tree only exists in legends, even in ancient times, it can't find its shadow, this box can't be made of the ancient Bodhi tree, otherwise it would be impossible for Tianjimen to take it out. Someone said regretfully.
After the old monk saw the box, there was a rare trace of solemnity in his eyes, there was no doubt that this box was a Buddhist thing, but he couldn't see what this box was for.
The young man's hand never touched the wooden box, and he opened it with the real element in the air.
In the wooden box are layers of red silk, which have not been eroded by time like the wooden box, as if they had just been taken out of the dye vat, bright and vivid, and there is a little golden light in the silk, similar to the robe, which seems to be wrapped in a sphere.
Yan Xing clearly felt that the old monk was holding his hand and vibrating, probably because of shock or excitement, the thing in the wooden box seemed to be extremely precious to him.
"I wonder what the master thinks of this?" there was a smug smile on the young man's face, but he hid it well with a smile.
The old monk was silent for a long time, and finally sighed.
"Amitabha, welcoming back the relics of my ancestors is a major event for my Buddhism, and this dragon has to be handed over to you. ”
The contents of the treasure box were a relic? Many people were stunned when they heard the news.
It is said that the relics are the crystals left by the Buddha after being cremated to Nirvana, but in fact, some moral monks of Buddhism will also have relics left after they die and cremate or die out by themselves.
Many people thought that they could see the amazing Buddha treasure born, but they didn't expect that Tianjimen took out a relic, although it was also a Buddhist treasure, but everyone was a little disappointed.
The relics are so mysterious that only those who have learned the Dharma can know the mysteries, and they are extremely precious to people in Buddhism, but even if they get them, they think they are no different from the stones on the side of the road.
It was only natural for the old monk to change his attitude and agree to the deal.
The smile on the face of the young man in Tianjimen became even stronger, he gently closed the wooden box and sent it to the old monk in the air, without asking for an exchange at the same time, which can be regarded as a sign of sincerity.
The old monk solemnly put away the wooden box, he recited Amitabha Buddha in a low voice, and threw the Yan Xing in his hand out.
Buddhism, Tianjimen, Tianluo, Lijian Sect, Xu Family, Feng Clan, in front of so many forces, under the gaze of at least six Yuan infancy powers, even if a loach has wings, it can't slip away, if anyone wants to escape to the limit in this situation, it is simply crazy.
But Yan Xing is not a winged loach, he is a dragon who has practiced hard for five years, he has the genes of flight and strong speed, and his ability to reach a hundred meters in an instant is no less than that of the Feng Clan and the Golden-winged Dapeng, and the entrance to the ancient battlefield is a hundred meters above the head!
He never expected the opportunity to come so soon!
The true yuan in the body revived in an instant, and the various visions accompanied by the body method had not yet appeared, and Yan Xing had already rushed upward!
The white wings seemed to be wrapped around the wind and thunder, and the entire dragon instantly turned into white light and rushed towards the huge whirlpool in the sky.
The sudden change caught everyone off guard, because no one could have imagined that a young dragon would dare to escape under the noses of so many powers, and it was impossible to escape.
It is precisely because of this that everyone relaxed their vigilance and gave Yan Xing an opportunity to complete this unprecedented feat!
"Oh no!
I don't know if the great power shouted, but it was too late, and the white light that Yan Xing had turned into had already disappeared into the whirlpool and disappeared without a trace.