Lei Ao rushed out of one of the large metal fragments, and a pair of lightning wings gathered on his back, suspended in the void at a height of 100 meters above the ground, with a shocked look on his face, how could there be such a terrifying Buddhist powerhouse hiding in Tianshi City?

It's horrible!

The blow just now actually crushed all the silver-level metal flying boats, and I am afraid that only the powerhouses of the Heavenly and Human Realm have such a strong power.

He stared at the huge golden Buddha with palpitations, and said, "The warriors of the Thunder Clan obey the order, all retreat!"

Without any hesitation, Lei Ao spread his wings and fled first.

Those martial arts powerhouses of the Thunder Clan were also stunned, and even Lei Ao fled, so they naturally didn't dare to stay here for a long time, and immediately took those Thunder Clan people who had suffered heavy losses and fled in disgrace.

It didn't take long for the ThunderClan people to flee cleanly.

The giants of all the Heavenly Stone City were also stunned, and a Buddhist master appeared and scared away all the powerhouses of Lei Ao's level.

"That kid has such a powerful Buddhist master by his side, it seems that he is not a nobody!"

"If you dare to offend ThunderClan, how can you be a simple person?"

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The faces of Sima Lian and Lady Luan of the Sima clan also became solemn, and they took a deep look in the direction of the Bhikshu Temple, and then hid in the shadows and disappeared without a trace.

Originally, there were some strong people who also wanted to fight the idea of the Nine Rank Mysterious Weapon, but after seeing that strong man of Buddhism make a move, he dispelled this idea, no one wanted to offend such a powerful enemy.

Many people think that the strong man of Buddhism must be related to Ning Xiaochuan and Sima Jing, and is likely to be the protector of the two of them, but no one knows that the most confused person at this moment is Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan was surprised for a while, and when he saw that no one continued to make a move, he rushed into the Buddhist hall.

In the Bhikshu Temple, in addition to him and Sima Jing, there is only one Tanqian monk who is full of nonsense.

Could it be that the strong man of Buddhism could be him?

"The Buddha has appeared!

Monk Tan Qian, carrying a huge cloth bag on his back, rushed out of the Buddha hall, ran to the courtyard, and bowed down to the huge golden Buddha statue with a reverent face!

"The Buddha has manifested his spirit! The Buddha who has saved the suffering and saved the suffering, you have finally manifested your spirit! I am your believer, burning incense and praying every day, making tea and fasting, and helping others, and finally seeing your true face! Buddha, don't go, don't go!" Monk Tan Qian knelt on the ground, holding the sky with his hands, and pleaded bitterly.

However, the light of the huge Buddha statue slowly faded, and finally disappeared completely!

Ning Xiaochuan touched his chin, circled around Monk Tan Qian three times, looked at him carefully, and said, "I know that you are not an honest monk, how long will you continue to pretend?"

Monk Tan Qian stared at Ning Xiaochuan suspiciously, and said in a daze: "Donor, what are you talking about?" ”

"You don't understand, do you?"

Ning Xiaochuan's palm condensed a ball of lightning light, and he blasted out with a punch, wanting to test the true identity of Monk Tan Qian.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the chest of the Tanqian monk.

"Ahh

Monk Tan Qian let out a miserable scream, and was knocked out by Ning Xiaochuan's punch, hitting the wall under his head and feet, and the big bald head sank into the dirt, revealing only his nose and mouth.

The big burden on his back was also shattered, and hundreds of Buddhist scriptures fell out of it and fell all over the ground.

Ning Xiaochuan stood in place, looking at his fist a little blankly, "How can this be?"

Situ Jing heard the screams and rushed out of the Buddha hall, and saw the monk Tanqian planted on the ground with a disgraced face. He hurriedly rushed over and threw Monk Tan Qian's bald head out of the dirt, and said, "Brother Ning, what the hell is going on? Why did you suddenly attack the master?"

Monk Tan Qian sat on the ground, also with a depressed face, rubbed his bald head, spit out the blades of grass from his mouth, and cried and said, "Yes!

Although he didn't find out the results, Ning Xiaochuan still didn't believe in the Buddha's apparition, and felt that it must be the monk Tan Qian who was playing ghosts!

Ning Xiaochuan said, "Master, where did you go when the warriors of the Thunder Clan came to attack the Bhikshu Temple before?"

"The old man was in there to collect the scriptures, and this friend of yours can testify that he was always by his side. Lao Qu is a monk who does his duty, who has provoked whom? Oh! My scriptures! These are my treasures!"

When the monk Tan Qian saw the scriptures that fell on the ground, he immediately burst into tears, crawled over to pick up the Buddhist scriptures on the ground, and put them back into the baggage.

Situ Jing nodded at Ning Xiaochuan and said, "That's right! I did stay with the master at that time, and I never left an inch. ”

Ning Xiaochuan's brows suddenly furrowed deeper, and he began to wonder if he had made a mistake, "Could it be that there are other people in this temple?"

He immediately rushed into the Buddha hall and turned the entire bhikshu temple upside down, but he didn't even find a ghost.

When Ning Xiaochuan returned to the courtyard again, Monk Tan Qian had already repacked the Buddhist scriptures into his baggage, waved at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "Amitabha! Lord Ning Shi, you are already enchanted! It was really the Buddha's manifestation just now, why do you want to continue to persistently look for it?"

Situ Jing also walked over and said, "Brother Ning, our top priority now is to escape from Tianshi City immediately before the forces of all parties can react. ”

"Yes, yes! The Buddha will not appear every time, so let's get out of the city quickly. Monk Tan Qian also seemed very anxious.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at Monk Tan Qian and said, "Those people are all coming for us, let's just run away." You're not an honest monk, why did you run away with us?"

Monk Tan Qian shook his head and sighed, and said a little desolately: "There is no way for the poor monks, Ning Shizhu, you must know that Jiuyue Jiang is the civilization to which the Daomen belong, and the Daomen will not allow Buddhist disciples to preach, once they are discovered, they will be expelled at least and killed at worst." The poor monk followed the Buddha's will and came here to preach and transform a living being, but now that his identity is exposed, he must escape. The poor monk revealed his identity because of you, so you naturally want to flee with me. ”

Ning Xiaochuan had heard the saying that "Buddhism and Taoism are not mutually reinforcing", pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay! If you have to join us, then it's up to you." Let's go now!"

Monks Ning Xiaochuan, Situ Jing, and Tanqian escaped from Tianshi City overnight and rushed towards the great wilderness.

When the next day came, they had already penetrated thousands of miles into the wilderness.

"Brother Ning, what are your plans now, and the friend who is going to continue to find you?" asked Situ Jing.

Ning Xiaochuan spread his mind out, covering hundreds of miles around, and was relieved to make sure that no one was following him, and said, "I have to go to the Black Mist Ghost Plain first to determine one thing." ”

After hearing Ning Xiaochuan's words, the monk Tan Qian, who was standing not far away, turned his gaze over and said, "Amitabha! Lord Ning, the black fog ghost is absolutely impossible to go, there are ghosts there!"

Ning Xiaochuan said, "The master has been to the Black Mist Ghost Forest?"

"No! No, I just heard it, I heard it completely, I heard that it was an ancient blood land, a long time ago, there was an earth-shattering battle, many people died, blood invaded the soil, and a hundred thousand miles of land became a fierce place. In the Black Mist Ghost Plain, there is a rather terrifying Giant Spirit Ghost King, with strong strength and monstrous mana, even several Xuan Beast Masters in the Great Wilderness are very afraid of it, and they dare not step into the ghost forest lightly. Monk Tan Qian said.

Situ Jing said: "Brother Ning, I'll go with you." ”

Monk Tan Qian said: "Don't go! It is a place where life is grounded, and anyone who walks in will become a ghost slave with black skin and blood hair. It's better to go to the Burial Divine Mountain than to go to the Black Fog Ghost Plain, why don't you have a corner of the map of the Burial Divine Mountain, why don't you go in according to the life path marked on the map, maybe you can find the Divine Treasure that the Purple Gold Emperor once left behind. ”

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes shrank slightly, and said, "You fled into the Great Wilderness with us, wouldn't you still be thinking about that corner of the map?"

"How is it possible? Sin! Sin! The poor monk is really persuading you, the black fog ghost really can't go, and you will regret it if you go. "Monk Tan Qian said.

Ning Xiaochuan seemed to not be able to hear Monk Tan Qian speak at all, so he summoned the two-headed stone beast out and jumped onto the back of the two-headed stone beast. Situ Jing also jumped up and sat on the tail of the two-headed stone beast.

"Master, are you going with us, if you're afraid, don't go, we'll go first!" Situ Jing said.

"How can the poor monk be afraid of slaying thousands of demons and demons? Wait! The poor monk will go on the road with you, and one more person will take care of you. ”

Monk Tan Qian also climbed on the back of the two-headed stone beast, took out the Buddhist scriptures in the baggage, and began to meditate and chant the scriptures, exuding a faint Buddha light on his body, but he had the appearance of a Buddhist monk.

The two-headed stone beast spread out a pair of huge stone wings and soared into the air, flying smoothly at a low altitude.

Ning Xiaochuan took out a bottle of bloodline spirit refined from the blood of a seventh-level mysterious beast, handed it to Situ Realm, and said, "There are one hundred and fifty-two drops of seventh-level bloodline spirit in this, which should be able to help you completely recover your martial arts cultivation." ”

The Spirit of the Bloodline is a very precious medicine!

A bottle of seventh-level bloodline spirit could buy more than 100,000 Xuan Stones, such a precious thing, but Ning Xiaochuan directly took it out and gave it away, which naturally made Situ Jing quite grateful.

"Brother Ning, thank you!" Situ Jing didn't want to say anything superfluous, but just kept his gratitude in his heart.

Situ Jing began to refine the spirit of the bloodline and restore his cultivation.

Ning Xiaochuan was also ready to start cultivating.

His current realm had reached the peak of the seventh level of the Earth Venerable Realm, but it was not something that he could do in a moment or a half if he wanted to reach the eighth level of the Earth Venerable Realm.

If he didn't find Yu Ningsheng in the Black Mist Ghost Plain, he would have to consider going to the Divine Mountain to bury him, his own strength would naturally be as powerful as possible, otherwise he would easily die inside.