There was obviously nothing between his two fingers, but in Wei Fei's eyes, he saw that there was a slender silver needle between Basang's thumb and index finger, but Wei Fei knew that Basang really didn't have anything in his hands, and that silver needle was Basang's powerful telekinesis, and then through visualization, it was fed back to the illusion in Wei Fei's mind.

Wei Fei also stretched out a hand, a pair of thumb and index finger, "Bundle into a needle!" If there is a needle, the thought will become a needle......" He gently twisted his fingers, carefully experiencing the mysterious feeling, and after a moment, he smiled, "Thank you, Basan!" Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly shook his hand, and a silver light actually flew out from between his thumb and index finger, and then, a muffled snort sounded behind a pile of rocks on the right side of Taniguchi, and a figure flew out, and then fell somewhere.

Basang nodded again, "The needle is used up, remember to return it......" The reason why he first bundled the needle was naturally because he sensed the obvious and sufficient sharp gold qi on Wei Fei's body, of course, he didn't know that it was because Wei Fei habitually used the Zhu Youqi needle method passed down by Su Jiye. At his level, the only means that could resist his mental power were those subtle supernatural powers that implied the laws of heaven and earth and the universe, but he was still slightly surprised that Wei Fei had comprehended in an instant one of the eight tricks that he had created with decades of effort.

Wei Fei was slightly stunned, remember to return the needle when it runs out? Who borrowed the needle? And how to pay it back? However, after an instant, he seemed to suddenly understand something, clasped his hands together, and looked up to the sky with great reverence. He suddenly had an inexplicable understanding, all kinds of legends, Pangu opened the sky. The ancient desolation, even including the Journey to the West, all flashed in his heart one by one, and he vaguely comprehended the Taoism of the Central Plains Daomen, and unconsciously improved more and more, he didn't know, with his state at this time. It's not far from the so-called ascension.

Basang's face finally showed a solemn look, and he felt the change in Wei Fei at this moment. For the first time, he also looked at Wei Fei with a vision that surpassed the little living Buddha of Miribala. He never understood why the little living Buddha of Miribala valued Wei Fei so much, but from now on, he was a little worried about the Dharma King Wei Fei in front of him. The background seems to be beyond the cognition of the little living Buddha of Miribala. And he himself has no way of knowing.

"The so-called bundle of thoughts into needles, everything is based on ideas, my eight tips have nothing to do with the five elements of the Central Plains Daomen, so they do not consume the essence of the viscera, which means bridges, thoughts are beams, I can bind thoughts into needles, then ......" Basang said in a deep voice. He swung his right palm and slashed with his oblique hand, but a gray-white sword light shot out obliquely. On the right, a rock the size of a pot lid. Suddenly, there was a crack in it, and another figure flew away into the distance.

"If you can be a needle, you can make a knife, and you can also refine a sword!" Wei Fei's right hand, which was originally the thumb and index finger in a pinching posture, suddenly turned into a sword finger, and then a whistling sound like an arrow broke out in the air, shooting at the back of the figure, and there was a muffled snort, as if there was a flash of blood, and the figure rolled and was never seen again.

"King Wei Fei is really superhuman." Basang said from the bottom of his heart, whether it is a bundle of thoughts into a needle or a gathering of thoughts into a knife, Wei Fei can actually use it in an instant, especially Wei Fei's sword finger, this formula obviously contains the divine power of the Central Plains Daomen, and the things in that field can only be understood and experienced by the realm of the little living Buddha of Miri Bala, and he created the eight tricks himself, which is already and is already the achievement of a generation of grandmasters.

Wei Fei's sword finger was not withdrawn, and it was still standing on his chest. Coming out of the valley, he and Basang both knew that the Four Barks and Five Minggu Formation had been cracked, but it did not mean that the crisis of the little living Buddha of Miri Bala had also been lifted. After all, the little living Buddha Miribala is fully awakened, and in addition to the wisdom of the Dharma, he is still a child of four or five years old. However, Basang and Wei Fei are different, Basang is the protector of the little living Buddha of Miribala, escorting the little living Buddha of Miri Bala along the way, I don't know how many dangers he has encountered, and Wei Fei, as an outsider, he can analyze the situation faced by the little living Buddha of Miri Bala more soberly.

In addition to Wei Fei's one needle and one sword and Ba Sang's one knife against the three of them, there are at least two opponents hidden in the vicinity, and the other party must be more than just one arrangement of the Four Bark Five Ming Ancient Formation, so Ba Sang directly eliminated the three opponents while then naming Wei Fei's eight mental power skills. At the same time, he was also showing that it was impossible for him to let go of the little living Buddha of Miri Bala and escort Wei Fei to find King Mingda, first, his state and physical strength at this time were incompetent, and second, he passed on Wei Fei's eight tips of mental power, which was enough to dissolve the karmic fate between the two.

"Venerable Wei Fei, the practice of Tantra corresponds to the three tantras of body, mouth, and mind, but my Basang's mental power and mind method are not among them." Basang said slowly, his voice didn't seem to be abnormal, but somehow, Wei Fei always felt that there was a very subtle demagogic power in his words.

"As far as I know, there are also ......mantras in the Central Plains Daomen," Basang still said unhurriedly, "Different from my Tantric Mantra's mental method, Venerable Wei Fei, I still have a trick, which is to combine the Mantra of the Central Plains Daomen with the Tantric Mantra of Esoteric Sect." Basang's eyes flickered, and he quickly locked on one place, and his tone was ordinary, "There is cold air in the mountains, and it is not good for the body to be on the ground for a long time, come out!" ”

With Basang's voice, a person slowly stood up from the pile of rubbles, and walked in front of the two with a confused expression, still stunned, as if he didn't know what was happening, until a moment later, he reacted, his face immediately changed, and his mouth also let out an exclamation. Basan pointed a little and hit him in the chest, and the man fell straight down.

However, at the same time, Wei Fei fell into great danger, his expression changed uncertainly, his gaze was legal, and he was obviously out of control. At the same time as Basang spoke, he was also sensing Basang's decisive mental method, and his mind was inevitably affected by the mental power in Basang's voice, and suddenly a wave of sleepiness hit his heart, and then his mind was confused, and then he entered the dream.

This is indeed in a dream, Wei Fei found that he actually knew that he was dreaming, he seemed to be like an outsider, he could soberly examine his dream, he saw his grandfather set up a strange altar, in the secret room is doing a strange ritual. Grandpa's mantra, grandpa's mantra, he knows it all, it is a method of transferring, grandpa is to transfer the unique inheritance mark of Qimen to Chen Feng's body, Wei Fei felt that he seemed to be unwilling, and then the dream changed, and the next moment, he stood on the top of the mountain, and a flag fluttered behind him. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )