As soon as the black chan wood arrived, Hong Yuan knew that it was a good thing.

In the dantian, the three-sided and six-armed Yuan Shen suddenly opened his eyes, and he seemed to be about to rush out of his body. On this piece of black Zen wood, Hong Yuan actually felt a vaguely cordial fluctuation, secretly inputting a wisp of mana, and the black Zen wood emitted a faint black light, isolating all sounds and fluctuations from the outside world, and a faint figure of the Buddha appeared on the black Zen wood.

Good thing, this is a Buddhist treasure!

Hong Yuan was silent on the surface, but secretly excited, this piece of black Zen wood gave him the feeling that the power was still far above the Buddha ring of the old monk Seven Peerless Zen Master, and it had extraordinary significance to his Yuan Shen.

Hong Yuan did not hesitate, he dripped blood to refine this treasure on the spot, and as soon as his mind moved, the black Zen wood turned into a black light and disappeared.

In the dantian, the Yuan Shen, who was still about to move just now, quieted down, the dragons and snakes on his body were entangled, one hand was holding the black Zen wood, and the other five hands pinched the mysterious magic seal, and the vast heaven and earth aura rolled in, and the movement in the ancient tomb became clear all of a sudden.

The cries of explorers in the distance, the footsteps of dragon-blooded warriors, and even the dull sound of bones breaking as fists landed on explorers, were all clear. It was not heard through the ears, but naturally came to mind, and it felt very strange, as if he had really become the master of the tomb world, or at this moment, he had an epiphany on the spot.

"In the world, there is no living Buddha who is whom, walking the rivers and lakes to proclaim that he is a living Buddha for people to worship, they are all demon monks with ulterior motives!"

"Because, everyone is a Buddha!"

Hong Yuan's heart suddenly had a little more understanding. The old monk's Thousand-Armed Buddha Sutra has not yet had time to cultivate deeply, and there are many places that he can't understand and understand. At the moment of refining the black Zen wood, he suddenly remembered the Thousand Hands Buddha Sutra, and some places suddenly opened up.

In the world, many people visit famous mountains, bent on finding the legendary living Buddha, seeking a way to reach the other side. As everyone knows, this is putting the cart before the horse, and it is a big mistake.

Everyone is their own Buddha, and asking the Buddha is actually asking the heart. Meditation is not about seeking any kind of practice, but about constantly searching for oneself, and if you really find it, you will become a Buddha.

The unexpectedly arrived black Zen wood brought Hong Yuan an unexpected insight, which itself was far better than any treasure.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty......"

Seeing that Hong Yuan didn't say a word and stood motionless for a long time, Liu Ziming became even more frightened, "My lord, we can ...... now Can I go?"

Hong Yuan came back to his senses and threw away a few taels of silver handed over by Liu Ziming and the others, "That's it?

Liu Ziming and his four entourages didn't dare to come out, and they were soaked in cold sweat.

"My lord, we really don't have anything left, really don't have anything. ”

Liu Ziming had a bitter face, reached out and touched his body, it was really gone. Even the token of the previous head of the family was handed over, and not a single copper plate on his body was gone.

"Alas, this little bit of silver is at most enough to buy the lives of four men, but there are five of you, alas, this is not easy. ”

Hong Yuan shook his head, looking embarrassed, "Otherwise, you guys can discuss it yourself, leave one person behind, and the other four can leave." ”

The atmosphere in the fork in the road suddenly became tense and even weird.

Liu Ziming waited for an entourage to take the initiative to stand up, but he was obviously disappointed, and the four retinues who had obeyed his words in the past were all silent, and even their eyes flickered, and there was a cold murderous aura rippling in the air. It's only enough to buy the lives of four people, and no one wants to stay, so there's obviously only one solution, it's okay to kill one person, the question is who will die?

The four attendants were silent, guarding against each other. Even Liu Ziming became nervous, worried about the cold knife from behind him, even he was afraid, and even crawled to the side, away from a few entourage.

Hehe, it's really a bunch of waste! Hong Yuan shook his head when the atmosphere became more and more solemn, and when Liu Ziming and the five of them were about to kill each other, he smiled evilly, "What do you want to do? When it comes to the critical moment, do you just think about killing each other, and there is no humanity? Or, why don't you just help you and count all of you over?"

"Don't!"

"Spare your life!"

Liu Ziming and the others begged loudly for mercy, trembling all over, feeling that the dragon blood warrior standing in front of them was simply a devil. No, even the devil is not so terrible, he doesn't need to use a knife, he can play people to death with just a few words!

Liu Ziming was really scared, his heart was full of endless fear, and he kowtowed vigorously while begging for mercy.

"Alright, all men are going to die, and the final fate of all flesh and blood is the same, they all turn to dust. ”

Hong Yuan's words made Liu Ziming's heart jump again, thinking that he was about to start, kowtow hard, and knock his head to break the blood. As a result, Hong Yuan's tone changed and he said, "Young Master Liu, see who I am?"

Hong Yuan took off the big hat on his head, Liu Ziming raised his head tremblingly, and then was dumbfounded.

Standing in front of him, what kind of dragon-blooded warrior was? Even if he crushed Hong Yuan's bones and scattered ashes, he couldn't forget it.

"You...... , are you Hong Yuan?" Liu Ziming rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it for a while.

"It's me, Young Master Liu, it's a coincidence that we're meeting again. The ground is wet and cold, what are you doing on your knees, get up quickly. is a dignified young master of the Liu family, how bad it is to be seen by others like this, in the future, the Liu family will have to rely on you to support it. The future head of the Liu family, that's a hero, hurry up. Hong Yuan made a gesture to help Liu Ziming up, and the latter was so frightened that he even crawled and rolled backwards.

"Hong Yuan, you...... What the hell do you want?"

Liu Ziming had a crying tone in his voice, and he really couldn't stand being frightened. In the past, he thought that Hong Yuan was easy to bully, and he was a little sheep that anyone could step on, but now, Hong Yuan is even more terrible in his heart than the legendary clown lich. Even killed Liu Yidao, how could he let himself go easily?

"Young Master Liu, don't worry, I won't kill you, if you do, you will kill you long ago. ”

Hong Yuan's first half of the sentence made Liu Ziming breathe a sigh of relief, and then his tone changed, and he said: "It's very simple, I'm afraid of dirty my hands, my knife is used to kill people, not to kill pigs." Besides, just kill you like this, how can you make people laugh at your Liu family in the future? That's not good, you must keep a pillar like you, and you must keep it to continue to harm your Liu family. You must not die, you must live well, and keep the scourge for a thousand years. ”

"Hong Yuan, you ......" Liu Ziming trembled, half fear, half anger.

"Young Master Liu, don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth, get out. I'll count nine times, whether you can get out of this underground tomb alive depends on your own creation. Hong Yuan said.

"Hong Yuan, don't you say that you will let us go if you hand over the treasure?" Liu Ziming had deep resentment in his eyes.

"I won't kill you, I will definitely do what I say, but I didn't say it, I promise that other dragon-blooded warriors won't kill you either, Nine...... Eight...... Seven ......" Hong Yuan began to count down and raised the dragon's tooth whistle.

Liu Ziming instantly understood what Hong Yuan meant, and hurriedly climbed onto the stretcher, and the four entourages also reacted, lifted the stretcher and ran. Behind him, Hong Yuan's voice sounded in his ears, and when the countdown was zero, the sound of the dragon's tooth whistle suddenly sounded, piercing the silent darkness.

"Hurry up, hurry!"

Liu Ziming scolded, his heart was full of anger and hatred, as well as deep fear. I knew that Hong Yuan's growth speed was so terrifying, and he should have been killed when they met for the first time, and his bones should have been scattered!

Liu Ziming felt remorseful in his heart, and his whole face was distorted.