Seeing that all these eighteen martial arts were blasting towards him, Zhang Yiyang jumped up, but he didn't expect that his two feet were grabbed by the two bronze men and thrown back to the ground.

With a plop...!, the dust and smoke billowed out, and he felt the pain in his chest and palms, and the young man burst into a foul mouth, "Your uncle!"

Then, with a fist, he slapped the ground, swished up, and kicked the bronze man in front of him in the chest, and then, with his right arm into an elbow, a heavy blow hit the neck of the bronze man beside him.

"When... When...!" Two metallic sounds rang out, deafening.

But the remaining sixteen bronze men, every punch hit Zhang Yiyang, the young man was helpless, covered his face with his hands, and shouted: "Don't hit your face!" Immediately after, a dense bang sound resounded throughout the hall.

After a long time, the sound stopped, leaving only a burst of heavy gasps, Zhang Yiyang straightened his face, looked at the eighteen bronze men standing quietly, it was difficult to hide the aggrieved mood at this time, touching the face with a blue nose and swollen face, obviously having lost his previous handsomeness.

Yu Guang secretly looked at the eighteen bronze men beside him, then stood on tiptoe, bowed his waist, and tiptoed forward.

But as soon as he took two steps, the bronze man behind him slapped his palm, and Zhang Yiyang flipped out with his head and dodged the blow.

However, one action caused a chain reaction, and the eighteen bronze men moved again, helplessly, and another fat beating, and they were not tired of greeting him.

Zhang Yiyang, who was pressed on the ground, was used to the pain in his body, and kept thinking, if he wanted to break out of the formation, there was only one way, to set up the formation.

The trapped array in the exquisite array, the small dragon formation, the fog surged, permeating the entire eight layers, Zhang Yiyang clenched his fists and hit one of the bronze figures, clanging...! venting the indignation in his heart, it was a violent storm.

Tired, he found that the bronze man's body was unharmed, and he had no choice but to jump into the ninth layer.

If the first to sixth layers are heart training, then the seventh and eighth layers are body training, and this ninth layer made him feel unexpected.

A Buddha statue, standing in the center of the main hall, makes people look full of intimacy, and under the Buddha statue, a futon sits a monk, eyebrows and beard grow together and naturally fall on the dantian, see the young man come up, the monk's eyelids are slightly open, his face is kind and smile, and he reported a Buddha name: "Amitabha! The donor is really the dragon and phoenix among the people, and he can break into here, the old man really hasn't seen it for a long time! There is a basin of clear water, and the donor can clean it a little!"

The monk's words are very kind, and there is a feeling that people are very kind when they hear it, and it is easy to believe it unconsciously, listening to the monk's words, Zhang Yiyang slowly walked to the copper basin.

Looking at the reflection in the water, a suppressed anger came up again, and he could say that in addition to a blue piece on his face, he was purple, not to mention his eyes, he looked like a panda, and his cheeks were swollen and he didn't look like a person, and even he felt distressed when he saw it.

Put his hands trembling into the basin, then close his eyes and start to pry water on his face, the water is very cold, splashing on his face makes the original bruises feel a lot more comfortable.

In this way, he washed his face carefully and carefully, and the moment Zhang Yiyang opened his eyes, he found that he in the water had once again returned to his original appearance, handsome and fair, and the scars and bruises that had been beaten by the bronze man before had already been left with the droplets of water.

"Divine water?" I didn't care that I had just washed my face, and my head was plunged into the basin, and then I drank it in a big gulp, the water was cold at the entrance, but there was a warm current, pouring into the eight veins of the strange meridians, and the body was full of bones.

After drinking one-fifth of the water in the basin for a long time, he raised his head and looked at the monk with a kind face, Zhang Yiyang said embarrassedly: "Excuse me, is the clear water in this basin the holy water in this saint tower?"

The senior monk smiled and said nothing, just looked at the other party with a serious and satisfied face, but it was this kind of gaze that made Zhang Yiyang feel goosebumps all over his body, and a conspiracy was aimed at him.

didn't care about the monk's thoughts, Zhang Yiyang took the basin and water, put it into the Qiankun ring, and then turned around to leave.

"Master Yi, please stay, the old man has something to say!"

Hearing the other party's voice, Zhang Yiyang's footsteps stopped abruptly, turned back slowly, and then walked quickly towards the passage without stopping and was about to leave.

I saw a confident smile on the monk's face, stretched out a hand, and said with a smile: "Back!"

One word finale, the emaciated figure directly retreated back.

"Haha! Yi Shizhu, the old man is not a tiger villain, you don't have to run!"

Seeing the monk's kind face and wrinkles, Zhang Yiyang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Monk, if you have anything to say, just say it, I only came for holy water this time, so I don't want to stay longer!"

The senior monk clasped his hands together, as for his chest, then stood up, looked at the Buddha statue, and said with a pious face, solemn and solemn: "Lao Qu Fa number, regret emptiness! He has presided over the holy temple for more than 100 years, and he has promised the immortal monk to find a successor in the year of his death!

As soon as he heard that he would be the host, to put it bluntly, he would be a monk, Zhang Yiyang's head shook like a wave drum, and he said firmly: "Don't do it! Don't do it!

Regret Kong turned his head, looked at the young man seriously, and said: "The Buddha said that I have a fate with you, I am willing to fall myself, and teach you this skill, within three years, you will definitely reach the realm of the six grades of Xuanzun, presumably you should know that the ten thousand people in the Demon Domain respect the young king, so I hope you think carefully, the old man can see that you are not a selfish person!"

Hearing the young king of the Demon Domain, Zhang Yiyang had to hesitate a little, but no matter how he let himself be a monk, he still found it difficult to accept, remembering that after returning home, wearing a bald robe, a Buddha robe and a Zen staff, his own women, must have to remarry.

In the end, he replied firmly: "Master Repentance, it's not that Yi Yang doesn't care about the overall situation, I believe that if I really cut my hair and become a monk, the final realm will stop at what you say, and Yi Yang has too many things to let go, I can't promise you!"

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally regretted the void and shook their heads, "Forget it! The Buddha said, don't force everything, since the Yi donor is unwilling, the regret is no longer persecuted, just for the sake of the common people in the world, the old man should also do something!"

Before the other party could react, his empty hands were like high-fives to his chest, only to see a dazzling fierceness emanating from his body, and the golden light was shining.

Then, Zhang Yiyang was wrapped in this light, forced to float in the air, only listening to the muttering of the empty mouth, full of heavenly scriptures, like a spiritual spell poured into his body.

The pain of tearing overbearing poured into his dantian, only to see that streams of golden energy visible to the naked eye directly evoked several attributes in his dantian, blue, Xuanbing, green, willow, red, heavenly fire, purple, thunder, when these attributes appeared, the eyes of regret burst into essence.

There are three of the five attributes, the top and the sky, and the thunder and lightning are accompanied by the three attributes.

"Okay, Lao Wei will help you achieve the Ruijin in the Five Elements!" The voice fell, and the golden torrent surged, prompting the materialized dantian to undergo earth-shaking changes.

"Swallow the Broken Heaven Pill!" Zhang Yiyang's voice suddenly woke up Zhang Yiyang, and then according to what Confession said, he took out the reward that Dabi obtained, the Broken Heaven Pill.

The Broken Heaven Pill, the whole body is pitch black, as if it is a poison pill, which makes people worry when they see it, for fear that this descendant will remember the wrong things of their ancestors and take the wrong pill.

However, Zhang Yiyang did not hesitate, swallowed the pill in one gulp, the pill melted in his mouth, and the medicinal power was integrated into the dantian in an instant.

"Hold Yuan Shouyi, gather your mind!"

Zhang Yiyang was overjoyed in his heart, but when he heard the reminder of regret, he immediately concentrated on his luck and began to run the secret method.

I don't know how many weeks it has been running, all Zhang Yiyang has heard in his ears are the scriptures of regret and emptiness, and the proficient Sanskrit makes people feel as calm as water, at this moment he feels that there is no threshold for breaking through and the original, it is just a matter of time.

Putting aside the baggage, skimming the complaints, when the essence of the body is completely atomized at this moment, the full energy is like a wolf pack that has been hungry for a long time, touching enough food, and instantly filling the stomach.

And in this fog, four of the five major attributes, wood, water, and fire strengthened Ruijin, who had just repented of the empty achievement, was on it, and the purple thunder and lightning were slowly flowing in this fog.

In fact, there is also a dark green attribute in the corner of this heavy mist, which has not been discovered, this attribute has obviously sprouted, but it has been rejected by other attributes, this is the power of corrosion.