"If there is a possibility, I don't want to give up." Lin Yun said firmly.

"In that case, you can keep this thing with you. If you are in danger, this thing can resist the powerhouse of the supernatural realm, and the strongest blow. Xuan said bitterly, taking a string of prayer beads from his hand.

Just a rosary, to be exact.

"The first ......" Lin Yun was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to take it.

He is no stranger to this rosary, although Xuanku is the first seat of Zen Buddhism, but as a disciple of Tianlong Temple, even though Lin Yun is in simple terms, he also knows that Xuanku has a magic weapon, and it can even be said that it is a magic weapon that is being promoted.

That's the one hundred and eight rosaries on his chest.

Moreover, each of these one hundred and eight prayer beads can be called a magic weapon, which is obtained by Xuan Ku for decades and nourished by the supreme Buddha power.

Lin Yun was even more until, as early as a few years ago, Xuan Ku had already scattered these one hundred and eight prayer beads and tempered them one by one. When all the one hundred and eight prayer beads are tempered, then this string of prayer beads will be out of the category of magic weapons and truly become magic weapons.

And right now, what he gave Lin Yun was the one that had been warmed to the extreme of the magic weapon.

In other words, if Lin Yun took this rosary, it would be so painful, and if he wanted to temper all the one hundred and eight rosary, he might have to wait longer.

"I can't ask for it." Lin Yun shook his head and took a step back, which was tantamount to rejecting Xuan Ku's kindness.

Xuan Ku was stunned for a moment, and he definitely didn't think that Lin Yun would refuse.

You must know that this is a magic weapon, although it is scattered, it may not be able to exert all the effects, but he has already said just now that it will be able to resist the blow of the divine power and become Lin Yun's means of saving his life.

But even in this case, Lin Yun still chose to refuse.

"Uncle Xuanku, this rosary is more powerful than staying in my hands. Maybe you can help the abbot. Besides, I'm just a small spiritual cultivator, how can I attract the attention of others. Lin Yun said, with a bit of restraint in his words.

At this moment, he changed his title, no longer calling Shouza, but becoming Uncle Shi.

On another level, it also represents Lin Yun's respect for Xuanku.

Fundamentally speaking, Lin Yun has always respected the Xuan Ku, and he has always called the first seat before, and because of the factional difference between Zen Buddhism and Tantra, Shi has no other meaning.

And Xuan Ku was able to give this rosary to himself without hesitation. That shows that in Xuan Ku's heart, the disciples of Tianlong Temple are what he should protect, and he does not distinguish between Zen Buddhism and Tantra.

In this way, how could Lin Yun continue to twist and be fixed by the thoughts in his heart.

"Well, that's what you said. But since you don't want this rosary, then give me a wisp of your spiritual platform, and if you are in danger, I will be able to sense it at that time. Xuan Ku said.

Before, it was because he sensed that the Buddha power in this place fluctuated abnormally that he rushed here. Now, if he maintains the power of Lin Yun's spiritual platform in his hand, then within a short distance, once something happens to Lin Yun, he will be able to sense it, and it will be convenient for rescue at that time.

For this, Lin Yun no longer refused, and directly from the spiritual platform, he gave Xuan Ku the power of the spiritual platform.

At this moment, Xuan Ku silently turned around and directly recovered the power of Lin Yun's spiritual platform in his prayer beads.

"Who?" Xuan bitterly shouted.

And Lin Yun's eyes were also looking at this moment, and he happened to see that the three brothers of Nangong Light Aviation Division had already appeared in his sight.

The dense forest is still the same, but the frost is gone.

Lin Yun's gaze looked hundreds of meters away, only to see Nangong Qinghang's stunned face.

"Lin Yun, you are still alive, what about my uncle?" Nangong Qinghang asked.

In his eyes, even if Lin Yun was still alive at the moment, his senior uncle should not be fine.

"I'm still alive, what do you think will happen to him?" Lin Yun asked rhetorically.

"Impossible, my senior uncle is about to enter the realm of supernatural powers, with your cultivation, how can you do anything to my senior uncle?" Nangong Qinghang exclaimed, no matter how he didn't believe it, his senior uncle would encounter an accident if he cultivated to the sky.

"I can't do my cultivation, but if you have an uncle, it doesn't mean that I don't have an uncle." Lin Yun said lightly, full of indifference.

If it is said that the Bliss Sect is the formulator behind everything, then Nangong Qinghang is the executor, and he is an out-and-out executioner.

For Nangong Light Aviation, Lin Yun's heart had already given birth to the intent of killing. Maybe if he killed Nangong Qinghang, there would be a complete immortality between himself and Dao Xingzong, but in Lin Yun's heart, he was determined not to retreat.

Moreover, now, Nangong Qinghang's uncle, that is, the middle-aged man, has died at the hands of Xuan Ku, and there is no room for relaxation between them.

"Your uncle?" Nangong Qinghang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xuan Ku.

In fact, as early as just now, he had already noticed Xuan Ku, but he couldn't see anything about Xuan Ku at all, just looking at Xuan Ku's old age, he never thought that he would be Lin Yun's uncle.

Although he is also wearing a monk's robe, the general strong man, that kind of majesty is inviolable, and the real strong man has long been able to stay in the face, and after the supernatural powers, Shouyuan has already passed five hundred, so how can the average strong man show such an old appearance. But on Xuan Ku's body, in addition to the traces left by the years, he can't see the slightest symbol of the strong.

It is precisely for this reason that Nangong Qinghang directly believes that Xuan Ku is just a passing monk.

At this time, when he heard Lin Yun say that Xuan Ku turned out to be his uncle, he was suddenly shocked in his heart.

Xuan Ku smiled slightly, and then a long sword appeared directly in his hand, looking at Nangong Qinghang.

"Are you looking for its owner?" Xuan asked bitterly.

And this long sword is the long sword of the middle-aged man before.

Nangong Qinghang's face suddenly turned pale, without the slightest trace of blood, and then he looked in the direction pointed by Xuan Ku's hand.

I happened to see a corpse that fell into a deep pit, and this deep pit was the effect of the Vajra Fury Fist before Xuan Ku.

"The deceased is the greatest, no matter what, this person is also a strong man. Now the poor monk will give you a quarter of an hour to bury you. Xuan Ku said, a touch of pity flashed in his eyes, as if everyone in the world was suffering, and the Buddha's heart was also sad.

But Nangong Qinghang was unmoved, what he was thinking at the moment was not to say, as Xuan Ku said, to bury his uncle, but to find a way to escape.

However, his two junior brothers, at this time, had a face of grief and remorse, looked at Nangong Qinghang, and saw that Nangong Qinghang's face was gloomy at the moment, but he did not make the slightest movement, and a certain chord in his heart seemed to be touched.