Even though he looks like this, there is a golden auspicious light around his body, which is the sign of a generation of monks, and it is impossible to have it without the accumulation of more than a hundred years.

And there are two eminent monks beside him, with auspicious light, obviously also eminent monks of the Venerable realm.

"Look, that's the strongest genius young monk of Jinguang Temple, the little monk Muyu!" someone pointed to the young man behind the monk who was not angry.

Su Xing also looked at it, it was a young man with only a grade of fifteen or sixteen, as old as his grade, wearing a wide pale gold monk's robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the force surging in his body, obviously almost reaching the peak of the sixth transformation of the Eight Extremes.

At this time, there were already sensible people who began to tell about the past of the little monk Muyu.

"It is said that this wooden fish monk is an abandoned baby, in the mountains and forests by the current Jinguang Temple host, Yangon master picked up, I don't know whether his parents were killed by robbers or beasts in the mountains and forests, or abandoned because of poverty, is to bring it back to the temple, fed by goat's milk, since the sensible is to love Buddhist scriptures, classics, and is intelligent, seems to have a natural tacit understanding of Buddhism, Yangon master saw this, thought that this is the Buddha gifted, accepted as a disciple, as for his Dharma name, that is because he loved to hold the wooden fish when he was a child, so he took it as a number。 ”

At this time, the purple-gold gourd had landed on a no-man's land peak, everyone jumped off the gourd, did not anger the monk to recite the Buddha's name, the purple-gold gourd gradually became smaller, and finally flew into the sleeve.

After that, everyone sat cross-legged in unison, their heads bowed, their eyes closed and chanting the Buddha's name, ignoring everything outside and not setting up tents.

This is the custom of monks, asceticism, monks outside, with the earth as a bed, the sky as a quilt, and the rain and dew as food, to hone their own mind, in order to survive the world's disasters and disasters.

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Su Xing was about to return to the camp tent, when he suddenly felt a gaze coming, and immediately turned his head to look over, only to find that the gaze came from the hill occupied by the Wuxin Pavilion.

The owner of the gaze was a young man in his twenties, dressed in white, with his hair scattered behind his back, his face was pale, and his body was emaciated, giving people the feeling of recovering from a serious illness.

However, the cruel gaze that kept showing in his narrow Danfeng eyes knew that he was not a master to be messed with.

When he saw Su Xing also looking at him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a rather bloodthirsty smile at the latter.

Su Xing frowned slightly, but he didn't pay attention to it, but looked at Ruan Zhantian on the side, and asked, "Senior Brother Ruan, who does it seem that person is in Wuxin Pavilion?"

Ruan Zhantian also glanced back, and then said to Su Xing: "He is the young pavilion master of Wuxin Pavilion, named Xiao Wuxin, very strong, on par with me, and his personality is very tyrannical, he takes pleasure in killing our Qingshi Academy students, and the three young people next to him also have high talents, and their hands are stained with the lives and blood of our students, it seems that this time Wuxin Pavilion has really invested in it, and when he enters this Liyao Tomb, he doesn't have to be merciful when he meets them, if he has the opportunity, don't let them leave alive." ”

"Little Wuxin?" Su Xing remembered the name in his heart, and Su Xing also knew that the conflict with Wuxin Pavilion was inevitable.

The two parties already have a lot of grievances, but because of the equal strength of the two sides, the two parties have been in a temporary calm, but the small friction is still continuous, for example, Wuxin Pavilion abuses and kills the students of the Bluestone Academy everywhere, and the latter constantly kills the former's disciples in retaliation.

And this Xiao Wuxin is even worse, even some of the high-level tasks in the Bluestone Academy are to kill Xiao Wuxin, and the rewards are not ordinarily rich, and Xiao Wuxin actually lives naturally and freely, which proves how powerful the strength is.

This time in the Tomb of Liyao, there may be a real duel between the two sides, a real contest between life and death, and there is no mercy on the part of the subordinates.

A day has passed, and there is still an endless stream of people who come to explore creation, among which there are second-rate sects, first-class families, anyway, people from three sects and nine streams have come here, and for a while, the nearby mountains are almost occupied.

Early in the morning of the second day, a new force was approaching again.

It was a hundred-foot-tall, huge skull, dark yellow, with black mist peeting out of its eyes and mouth, surrounding the skull, and above the skull stood dozens of figures, the black robe encased in it, and the face was also covered by the hood.

The arrival of this team made the surrounding aura instantly suppress a lot, and most of the eyes looking at this skull were indignant.

"Black Robe Sect!" someone whispered the name of the team.

Su Xing's heart moved, the name of this black-robed sect was somewhat familiar, in his previous life, he had swept through a powerful sect, the name was the White Bone Black Demon Sect, it was an evil demon sect, and its methods were outrageous.

"This is clearly a demon sect, why can it be opened here?" someone said, this is an ignorant young man.

An elder beside him spoke: "Silence, this black-robed sect is not something that ordinary people can provoke, be careful to be heard by them, they don't even know how to die when the time comes, do you know why they will survive for a long time? ”

"Sure enough. Su Xing sneered in his heart, this black-robed sect really has an inseparable relationship with the white-bone black demon sect.

"What?" The young man's face turned pale in an instant, and he knew that he was reckless, if he was heard by the black-robed sect, even if he died, no one would avenge himself, and no one wanted to be an enemy of that sect.

And the giant skull just landed on a mountain, originally the mountain was already stationed, after seeing the arrival of the black-robed sect, he hurriedly left the mountain, hiding far away, and a black banner embroidered with white bones was erected high.

"Hehe, your Black Robe Sect is still so unscrupulous. At this time, someone said loudly.

Everyone was shocked, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to oppose the Black Robe Sect, and after finding out that it was the Golden Light Temple, they were relieved in their hearts, and there was only a sect like the Golden Light Temple that also had the support of a super sect behind them.

"Who should I be? It turns out that you bald donkeys are really nosy!" The old man led by the black-robed sect spoke, his voice very sharp, like metal rubbing against each other.

"Amitaboo, the Black Robe Sect should be a little more restrained, have you forgotten the catastrophe a hundred years ago?"

"You ......" and the whole of the Black Robe Sect was furious, obviously touching their scars, others, some were at a loss, and those with a big background were shocked.

"A hundred years ago?" Su Xing showed a faint smile that he was aware of, as the person concerned, he was naturally clear.

"Alright, bald donkeys, you have to be careful at the Tomb of Liyao. The old man of the Black-robed Sect said in a grim tone.

"Who's afraid of whom......"

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Another day passed, and more and more forces came, and the nearby hills were almost occupied.

When the third day comes, the forces that should come are already there, of course, those small forces will naturally not appear, and these people are also cannon fodder, so it is better not to come.

The atmosphere was no longer noisy, the silence was scary, and an unknown smell spread.

The heroes gathered, the wind and clouds moved, the thunder rose, and the rain fell!

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