Bazang was stunned.

"This ......"

"Yes, withering is bitter...... Practicing bitter meditation, that is, dry meditation......"

After being stunned for a few seconds, he seemed to understand something, so he just kept his mouth shut and didn't ask more, and followed behind Lin Feng with his head down.

Seeing that Bazang no longer spoke, Lin Feng was a little disappointed.

"It seems that this Buddhist language is not clear, I can only take one step at a time, after all, my own strength is still weak, if I want to go home, in addition to finding a way back, I need strong strength as support. ”

Leaving this matter behind, Lin Feng suddenly remembered something.

"Minibus, didn't you say before that there is a treasure of your Buddhism in this Lingzong ruins?"

Bazang patted his head and woke himself up from the Buddha's words just now.

"By the way, I almost forgot...... Senior Brother Lin......"

When Bazang saw the parchment cloth that Lin Feng pinched in his hand, his eyes showed a bright golden glow.

There is joy, and there is more piety!

Lin Feng saw it in his eyes, pondering the words of the old monkey, and groaned for a while, so he said: "Minibus, this sheepskin cloth is for my brother to waste the strength of nine cows and two tigers to get it, you don't know, almost died, although I promised you, to find your Buddha treasure for you, but you should always tell me, what is painted on it, right?"

This sheepskin Blinfeng looked at it for a long time when he got it, but he didn't see the reason, and the old monkey also said that he couldn't destroy it even if he tried his best.

However, the old monkey's words at that time resonated with Lin Feng's heart.

Bazang's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he seemed to have an unspeakable secret about this matter.

But this expression only lasted for a few seconds, and Bazang spoke: "This matter has nothing to do with the senior brother, and the little monk doesn't know that the senior brother is in danger, the little monk can only tell you what he knows and doesn't involve the secret of the sect, and I hope the senior brother won't be weird!"

Although Lin Feng was a little unhappy, he still nodded.

It's better than not knowing anything.

"Senior Brother Lin, according to the records of the sect, this sheepskin cloth is a relic of Buddhism, and the painting on it is not a secret treasure, nor a practice, but an extremely ancient altar, as for where this altar is, and what is the use, it still needs the little monk to bring this thing back before there is a trace of possibility to crack it......"

Lin Feng blinked.

"After talking for a long time, it turns out that you Kuzen Temple doesn't know what the use is......"

"That...... If you know, you don't need the little monk to enter the Lingzong ruins to look for it......" Bazang was a little embarrassed.

"However, Shizun once said that if it is cracked, it will naturally inform Senior Brother of the information of the parchment cloth. ”

Lin Feng was a little helpless, whether he could crack it or not, but at least he couldn't understand it, so he directly threw the sheepskin cloth to Bazang.

"Alas...... I'm a good person. ”

In muttering, Lin Feng said again: "By the way, that Buddha relic, don't think about it, when the time comes, you will return to Buddhism." ”

"Isn't the time ......," Bazang groaned after hearing this.

Lin Feng didn't want to care, the old monkey was obviously very scary, so he patted Bazang on the shoulder.

"Minibus, practice hard, there are other things to do for my brother, and I will see you again. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng turned around directly, and disappeared without a trace in one step.

"Speed Extreme Realm......" Bazang muttered as he touched his bald head as he saw it.

"After every Extreme Realm cultivator breaks through, there will be earth-shaking changes, and I don't know how many bridges Senior Brother Lin can break through......"

......

In the ruins of Lingzong, in a dilapidated round stone house, Lin Feng sat cross-legged, and he needed to sort out his thoughts.

"After all, the sheepskin cloth is a thing of the Buddha, I don't understand it, and it is not of the slightest use to improve the strength, and it can be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer the Buddha to the little monk of Bazang, as for the creation of what his master said...... It may be related to the Buddha relics, but I am afraid that the time has not yet come. ”

"In addition, being good friends with Kuzen Temple will probably make it much easier for me to investigate the stone carvings of Shakyamuni in the future. ”

Lin Feng frowned and pondered for a while, then flipped his right hand, and a blood-stained corner of his clothes emerged.

This thing was left after the disappearance of the ancient immortal obsession, at that time, because of the sudden appearance of the disciples of the Seven Star Academy, Lin Feng did not watch carefully, but before, he swept it and found that this piece of blood-stained clothes was terrible!

After staring for a moment, he exhaled softly.

"By chance, I was able to get this ......"

Lin Feng's eyes were excited, and he felt incredible

"Spirit Sect Inheritance!"

The corner of the blood-stained clothes, which is engraved with dense words, are all ancient seven-star scripts and not today's words, fortunately, Lin Feng can understand it.

It's just that he also has some regrets.

"There are only two spells written on the corner of this clothes, one is the core spell of the Spirit Sect called the Spirit Battle Method, which is also the foundation of the Spirit Sect in ancient times. ”

"And what is written on the corner of this blood-stained robe is divided into two parts! The first part is cultivated by the craftsman and the craftsman, and the second part is cultivated by the craftsman spirit and the craftsman soul!"

"Because the craftsman realm does not have the spirit of mind, therefore, the cultivation of this method in the craftsman realm is more of an accumulation, waiting for the outbreak of the craftsman realm......

Lin Feng studied carefully.

"The Ancient Spirit Sect's Spirit Fighting Technique is completely different from the Spirit Fighting Technique of my Heavenly Machine Dao Molten Realm Peak, it can be said that the Soul Fighting Technique of the Melting Realm Peak is only the prototype of this Soul Fighting Technique, and the Soul Fighting Technique of the Melting Peak is more of a technique that stimulates the Mind Spirit or the Style Spirit through the spell to enhance a certain aspect. ”

"And this law of Imperial Warfare is completely different. ”

"The Imperial Spirit Tactic is able to fuse one's own mind spirit with the beast, fundamentally enhance one's own mind spirit, and even cooperate with the Spirit Command Tactic to fuse with oneself, and burst out with extremely terrifying combat power in a short period of time. ”

It's like an ordinary craftsman who has not practiced the spirit control method and a craftsman who practices the spirit control method, one is only assisted by the spirit of the mind, and the other can summon the spirit of the mind after fusion with the beast, in the ancient spirit sect, it is called: spirit beast!

Moreover, spirit beasts can enhance themselves!

When he understood this Imperial Spirit Combat Method, Lin Feng couldn't help but gasp.

"It's such a terrible spell, no wonder the Spirit Sect was also a giant in ancient times, and it was one of the five veins of the Heavenly Dao Gate, the Spirit Vein......"

He remembered the battle he had fought with a true Spirit Sect disciple when his soul was worn in ancient times.

"Those Spirit Sect disciples are only in the realm of craftsmen and apprentices, but they should be regarded as core disciples, so they can initially perform the Spirit Fighting Technique...... If it is a craftsman's realm...... I'm afraid I'm not an opponent anymore. ”

"However, although I have the method of Imperial Spirit Warfare now, I can't use it, after all, I am not a true disciple of the Spirit Sect, and I am not accompanied by strange beasts...... There is no promotion to the master of the craftsman, and there is no spiritual ......"

Lin Feng exhaled, he had some regrets.

However, when he looked at the second spell and some records of the blood-stained clothes, his eyes suddenly showed a little sadness, and even more pity.