Next to the waterfall, by the guqin, the two Jinnaro watched Su Heng and the others step into the light gate and disappear.

The female Kinnaro withdrew her gaze and looked at her companion, "Actually, I have the same question as the young man. ”

"Oh, what is it? The man's gaze was always on the guqin, and he was thinking about Su Heng's previous words.

"Why did you tell him so much about Buddhism?"

The man laughed, "Didn't I say it at the time? ”

"Okay, you can talk about it. "The female Kinnara is angry and angry, and she is really like the Nine Heavens Xuannu who is in the mortal world, and she is incomparably beautiful.

"I'm not lying about it, I really have a relationship with him. Nan Kinnara shook his head and said, "It's just that you may have overlooked a little bit. At that time, I just said that I was related to him, but I didn't say that I was related to him, or like other times, I said that the Buddha was related to him. ”

"Huh?" said Kinara, confused, "what do you mean?"

Nan Jinnaro's gaze moved away from the guqin, and gradually became distant, "It's the divine trick that has a fate with him!"

After a pause, he continued, "Moreover, I can faintly feel a sense of déjà vu in him. However, I don't want to verify it, so I'd better leave it to the other tribes. ”

"The Nine Stones of the Divine Realm are hidden in nine places, and they chose this place. Hehe, it's a shame that he came, otherwise, no one else would be able to take it away. Of course, it also depends on whether the two dragons buy it. Hehe, haha, hahahaha......"

Gurgling......

The sound of the piano resumed, and he didn't care about anything else. The female tight Na Luo smiled and sang again to his rhythm.

The piano and the chorus, a melodious concerto, will not stop in this musical day.

The fourth floor of the pagoda is a different scene. When Su Heng and Leng Yuewu stepped out of the light gate, they were greeted by a vast prairie.

The prairie was vast and boundless, and there was no end in sight until the horizon, and the long wind blew the sleeves of the two men, rolling backwards, and almost rode the wind back.

The scene here is the same as the outside grassland, the only difference is that the sky here is extremely dark, like dusk, like dawn, and even the oncoming wind seems to be black.

Moreover, there seemed to be something unusual that day, but unfortunately I couldn't see why.

Su Heng and Leng Yuewu's heartstrings were tense, ready to respond to emergencies at any time. After looking around a few times, he still didn't find anything threatening, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Eh, stinky guy, I didn't expect you to have a knack for music. Leng Yuewu shook her head and shook her head, surprised, "Even Jinnaro, who is proficient in music and rhythm, has convinced you, you have finally been of great use." ”

Su Heng rolled his eyes, "When am I useless?"

Leng Yuewu grinned and said playfully: "It's not okay, why are you so careful?"

Su Heng was speechless, sometimes there was really nothing he could do with this naughty mischief.

The young man shook his head helplessly, his expression suddenly moved, Leng Yuewu also felt something, and the two hurriedly squatted down.

The mana operated, and the breath of the two was completely covered without a shadow.

Someone's coming!

In the distance, two golden rays of light swept across the sky one after the other, coming at great speed, and the brilliant light shone brightly in the sky. Su Heng's heart moved, the people who came were definitely two ruthless stubbles, just by the fact that they dared to fly so swaggering and without scruples in this unknown place. If you are not a king-level master, making such a big move is tantamount to killing yourself.

Immediately after, a familiar voice came from the golden light behind him, "Amitabha, donor, you have a relationship with my Buddha!"

Su Heng and Leng Yuewu looked at each other speechlessly, how could they hear this god-like sentence everywhere they went.

I could only hear the golden light in front of me let out a roar, and an angry voice came, "Jin Yunzi, you bald donkey is endless? I just don't want to have anything to do with your Buddhism, Mo Zhen is afraid of you!

The two golden rays of light chased and ran, and the voice in front of them was slightly urgent, as if there were a lot of concerns.

"No regrets, no regrets. A faint voice came from behind, which sounded very ordinary, but it made people feel like a breeze.

With that, a large golden hand reached directly from the rear and grabbed the shadow in front of him.

"Roar!"

There was a roar, roaring mountains and rivers, and the shadow in front of him no longer ran, but stopped. The golden light gradually faded, and Su Heng and Leng Yuewu finally saw clearly, it turned out to be a golden lion!

The golden lion was already taller than ordinary people, but now it is furious, and its size has become dozens of feet tall. The rich golden hair hung down long, like a golden waterfall draped over it, especially the most conspicuous mane, and every tremor showed the wind of a king.

The golden lion held its head high, the murderous aura in the big eyes of the copper bell boiled, and he let out a long roar at the shadow behind him, and a big paw fanned out, smashing the big golden hand with one palm.

"Bald donkey, you're deceiving me too much!" it looked down.

The golden light behind him also faded, and a young monk stood in the air.

The young monk dressed in white, folded his hands, and recited the Buddha's name. He was slender and handsome, with two extremely long earlobes that fell to his shoulders. The most striking thing is his sparkling forehead and bright eyes, which shine with wisdom from time to time.

He seems to be a great wise man!

The white-clothed monk stood in the air, staring squarely at the golden lion in front of him, without the slightest wave in his eyes. Hearing the other party call himself a bald donkey, he was not angry, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "Amitabha, donor, you finally stopped." ”

The golden lion snorted and snorted coldly: "Bald donkey, you and I are both king-level masters, if you want to subdue me, isn't it a fool's dream?!"

The white-clothed monk smiled disapprehantly, "If you haven't tried, how do you know if you succeed or not?"

"Then you can try!" The golden lion stopped talking nonsense, and blindly retreated to make it fed up, it raised its head high, and there was a golden light in its mouth, like a sun, and strong fluctuations were released from it.

"Roar!"

A thunderous voice shattered the sky, and a golden galaxy spewed out from the mouth of the golden lion, and the powerful force was like a wave, like a sea tide, surging, sweeping in all directions, rushing towards the white-clothed monk, and moving forward, to crush it into powder.

The white-robed monk folded his hands together without showing any expression, and then raised his hand to offer a large golden bowl and threw it towards the golden torrent.

Whoa!

The golden bowl was no bigger than two palms, and when it was thrown, it floated above the golden torrent. In the next moment, the endless golden torrent all converged towards the bowl, like ten thousand streams returning to the sect, unable to resist the invisible force at all.

And the golden bowl is like a bottomless pit, after collecting countless torrents of gold, there is no change at all, just endlessly ingesting.

The golden lion's face changed, and such a powerful attack was so lightly defused?

In just a few moments, the golden bowl swallowed the golden torrent clean, and then flew to the top of the golden lion's head, and the bowl was flipped over, and a divine light fell downward, enveloping the golden lion inside.

A force of ingestion came, and the golden lion's heart jumped suddenly, and then he was furious, "Jin Yunzi, how dare you underestimate me so much?!"

The other party wants to take it away as soon as he looks at it, if it happens, then where should the face of the golden king go?

The golden lion grew in size again, jumped up suddenly, and actually took the initiative to meet it, wanting to burst the golden bowl with his demon body, which was extremely wild.

In this regard, the white-clothed monk still remained indifferent, stretched out his hand and wrote a "big" word in the void, and with a backhand slap, the golden word flew out and was attached to the golden bowl.

The golden bowl shuddered violently and swelled as well. No matter how big the golden lion is, it can become the same size as it is, like a large platter, and always cover the top of the other's heads.

The golden lion only felt that the soles of his feet were fluttering, and there was a strong force that was holding it up, although it was not frightened, the mane on its neck trembled, and countless tiny golden hairs rose to the sky, as if it was raining needles, and a head rushed to the golden bowl.

This method is similar to Mu Yunfeng's 108,000 swords.

Dangdangdang......

The sound of a dense collision sounded rapidly, like rain hitting plantains, and the golden bowl trembled more and more violently, like a lonely boat in the middle of the deep sea, which would be capsized by the waves at any time.

The white-clothed monk stretched out his hand again, wrote the word "Ding" in the air, and flew out again, imprinted on the golden bowl, which gradually stabilized.

"You're a big-headed ghost!" the golden lion sneezed, with a look of disdain on his face, and held up the sky with his claws, and slapped it with one paw to catch the golden bowl.

The golden bowl shook in a circle, dodging the lion's claws, and with a twist, it smashed towards the golden lion's head.

It's like a meteorite falling, unstoppable, if this is smashed, it will definitely be a big bag and a bloody end.

While!

There was a dull thud, and just as the golden bowl was about to smash, a giant tail like an iron whip flew it away.

The bowl flipped several times in the air, and was finally withdrawn by the white-clothed monk.

"Bald donkey, aren't you trying to subdue me with your begging thing?" the golden lion sneered, and the man stood up, covering his belly with his front paws, and laughed backwards and forwards, looking extremely funny.

The white-clothed monk was still calm and light, not angry or angry, as if there was nothing in this world that could make his thoughts fluctuate greatly.

He smiled faintly and silently stepped forward. The golden lion is vigilant, this is coming to the real thing.

Suddenly, the faces of the two kings changed in unison, and the white-clothed monk could no longer remain calm.

Also changing color were Su Heng and Cold Moon Dance, and even all the creatures on the fourth floor of the pagoda. Coupled with the unknown distance, I don't know how many monks looked up at the sky at this moment.

In the sky, the dark clouds rolled violently, and a suffocating sense of oppression came to them. A fierce hurricane blew on the grassland, cutting off a layer of soil and grass, and a strange black wind swept through the nine heavens and ten earths, and the entire prairie was like the end of the world.

At the same time, the "sky" above his head suddenly shook violently, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sky was turned upside down.

Leng Yuewu exclaimed, "Garuda! It's Garuda! I know, that day was not the sky at all, but Garuda's wings!"