In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the air instantly stagnated, and in addition to the frenzy, those powerful over-limits finally came back to their senses, looked at the abbot in shock, and their hearts were surging. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Is it because of this sentence that a person is going to die?

The abbot slowly closed his eyes and returned to his kind appearance, which made the atmosphere even more strange.

The sound of the wooden fish sounded, before the giant Buddha statue, a person was killed like this, and it was impossible to completely forget who it was, not to mention that it was still on the spot.

There seemed to be a flash of golden light in the field, and then the blood mist in the air disappeared without a trace.

"The Buddha Society needs a medicinal herb, but the Buddha is pure, and it is forbidden to kill, so it needs to be obtained by the donors on the field, and whoever hands in the medicinal materials can get what the abbot has learned all his life."

Master Bai Yu said slowly, his voice was gentle and ordinary, but in Heling's ears, there seemed to be a trace of murderous aura.

"The medicinal herb is called the source of the spirit descendant, and it is located three hundred miles away from the extreme north of the Tibetan capital, which is the territory of the spirit race, so it is ......"

Saying this, Bai Yu clasped his hands together and stopped talking, just reciting the Buddha wholeheartedly.

He Ling was a little shocked in his heart, although he didn't know what the source of the Spirit Descent was, but the Spirit Clan, before this, he had heard a little.

This is a strange race, in the years after the end came, some people mutated into zombies, some became superhuman beings, and a very small number of humans mutated into various orcs.

They have the characteristics and abilities of beasts, they can also understand human language, they are extremely intelligent, brave and resourceful, and they have always been a symbol of goodness and justice, which is the spirit race.

But why did the Buddha Society want its own people to snatch the source of the spiritual descendants, although they don't know what it is, how can something that may be coveted by a powerful school like the Buddha Society?

Not only Heling, but everyone else around them was thoughtful, they had different hearts, and everyone wanted to get the source of the spirit descendant first, so that they could obtain the powerful secret text of the Buddha Society.

The hundreds of people in the treasure hall looked at each other coldly, and they all had calculations in their hearts, and He Ling was also a little helpless in his heart, even if he was determined to obtain the source of the spirit descendant, but the person who got it first was the most dangerous person, and there would definitely be countless masters behind him to chase after him, and the fish fighting each other would be broken.

In this contest, everyone intends to do something to make a profit.

The only thing that made He Ling feel uncomfortable was that the Buddha Society turned out to be an existence that robbed homes and houses, and the kind and peaceful impression in the past was swept away in He Ling's heart.

The source of the spirit lineage, just listening to the name, must be the foundation of the spirit race, it is estimated that if it is snatched over, I am afraid it will bring the disaster of extinction to the spirit race.

To do or not to do? Herring's heart began to waver.

He turned to look at Lian, who shook his head indifferently: "You have to remember, this is the last days after the catastrophe, no one is a truly good existence, even those saints who are passed on by word of mouth have stepped on the corpses of thousands of enemies to survive. ”

He Ling was stunned for a moment, although she didn't know why Lian would say such a thing, but it was useless, she was right, in this world, there is no absolute between good and evil.

Ye Ye only shrugged: "The Buddha Society is already great, inclusive, don't care about these other little things." ”

"A trifle?"

He Ling snorted coldly, do you have to rely on your own hands to kill people with a knife in a trivial matter?

He walked out slowly, pacing back and forth in the courtyard, surrounded by continuous snow-capped mountains, giving people an endless sense of ethereal.

Yes, Lian is right, there is no absolute good and evil, the source of the spirit descendant, he should fight for it, after all, everything is for strength, but for some reason, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

The monk was still talking about some necessary things, and Heling didn't have the heart to listen, in short, everyone had to go to the place where the spirit clan lived, and then try every means to get the source of the spirit lineage.

But no one could know what the origin of the spirit descent was, even those monks only said its name, and the others didn't dare to ask more, for fear that the scene of the previous extermination would appear on them.

"Three days later, it will officially begin, during this time, you can make some preparations, the strength of the Spirit Clan is strong, not to be underestimated."

Bai Yu's words seemed to emanate from everyone's minds, and even He Ling, who was pacing in the distance, could hear them clearly.

"Three days, then take a good walk around here." Herring thought to herself.

There are a total of 378 humans participating in Operation Origin of the Spirits, and each of them is an overlimiter with different abilities, and the weakest of them has a life level of forty-two levels high. He was secretly amazed in his heart.

Sure enough, most of the people who can come to Tibet to try to obtain the secret book are not to be underestimated.

In three days, Herring was bored in the capital, seemingly sparsely populated, but in fact quite prosperous, the streets were a little desolate in the white night, but at night, all kinds of entertainment projects and hotels and inns emerged in endlessly, making Herring feel that he had come to the wrong place.

Looking at the brightly lit main road in the dark night, Herring enjoyed the cold wind.

"It's also known as Night City." Night walked up to him and said coldly, "Same as my name." ”

Hering nodded slightly, and then remembered that he hadn't taken a good look at the girl he had saved.

He focused his gaze on her, with long silver-white hair that reached her waist softly, stunning all beings, her slender body was wrapped in tights, and she was wearing an extra down jacket outside, which was very warm.

But her fair face was always cold and incomprehensible. Such a woman, Hering doesn't know how to describe it, is cold.

As for why Hering only remembered to observe the appearance of the night now, it was not the protagonist's own reason, but the author only remembered it now, and never described her appearance......

After all, it's a very important supporting role, so it's good to write it with characteristics......

Such a cold woman, Hering didn't have much affection, so she didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Seeing Heling's reaction, Ye didn't care, and continued to talk to himself: "Most of the capital is surrounded by extremely cold snow-capped mountains thousands of meters above sea level, in which fierce beasts are everywhere, and different species are rampant, if humans are active during the day, they will provoke the fierce beasts. ”

"So what?" Hering asked lazily, observing the various groups of people coming and going, they were plainly dressed and their faces were red, and they looked like weather-beaten locals.

"Therefore, the work and rest time of people here is the opposite of ordinary people, and at night the giant beasts all sleep and will not wake up easily, so that humans dare to come out to move, do business, and even hunt."

Hearing this, Hering couldn't help but be surprised, "So that's the case." ”

"Follow me." Night chuckled, his expression still cold.

"Where are you going?"