Before it was over, a shadowless and invisible soul mark followed, striking the giant's head.

The soul seal turned into a little Buddha sitting cross-legged in the giant purple mansion, reciting the mantra in his mouth, and swaying thousands of Buddha lights, awakening a trace of residual thoughts in his mind.

The giant's originally godless eyes slowly emitted a cloudy light, and he sighed softly, looking at everything around him, his eyes full of nostalgia.

His gaze finally stopped on the confused Yang Ling, and after a while, he smiled softly, like a breeze.

The black aura quickly dissipated, leaving only a majestic figure there, he was more than seven feet tall, wearing golden armor, stepping on golden combat boots, holding a golden spear in his hand, and his face was resolute, like a god of war.

Although his eyes were cloudy, he still couldn't hide the huge momentum of the body that could fight the sky and the earth.

"Countless years have passed in a hurry, I have been waiting for your triumphant return, but I only saw a similar grass, brother, I am afraid that you and I will never see each other again!"

He muttered to himself, tears in the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Yang Ling finally passed this life-seeking path, and the golden light of the Buddha behind him instantly dissipated, and he also regained his consciousness.

Immediately, he saw the majestic man in front of him, and he was completely attracted by the momentum of the other party's unstained red dust and only the heart of the battle.

In his eyes, the man was like a celestial being, high above him, and could not tolerate the resistance of all beings.

Yang Ling couldn't afford any vigilance, he didn't know how to ask, and there was a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was familiar with this person, but he was very unfamiliar.

"You and I are destined, this gun is given to you, you and I are destined, the door behind you is open for you, you are destined for him, this thing is given to you!" The great man smiled faintly and handed out the golden gun in his hand, which had turned into seven feet, and Yang Ling held it just right.

At the same time, the other party gave him a palm-sized box, which was simple and unpretentious, exuding the breath of time.

Behind this majestic man there was a huge gate that had been closed for countless years.

At this time, it slowly opened in the roaring vibration, and in an instant, the five-colored light shone out, which made people feel refreshed.

There is a psychedelic world inside the giant gate, where birds and flowers are everywhere, spiritual springs are like water trickling for a long time, the mountains are lined up, and the stars are shining.

Under Yang Ling's gaze, the majestic man walked in step by step, and finally disappeared into the sky.

"Brother, I still want to see you again!" A long sigh came, full of sadness.

Yang Ling fell into deep contemplation, he didn't know what was going on, and he walked here in a daze.

The body is still in severe pain, the bones are shattered, ** festering, I don't know what is still dormant in the body and can't be found.

"Who is the man just now, and why did he give me the treasure? What is a similar grass?" he had many questions, and everything was a mystery, as if in a cloud.

After half a day, he stopped thinking and remembering, no matter what, as long as he lived.

Seeing the devastation on his body, he smiled helplessly, and then took out the last healing elixir from his waist.

Swallowing the elixir, he meditated cross-legged and began to heal.

Moments later, the wounds on the body were healing at a visible rate, the bones were spliced together, and the body was restored.

'Whew~'

With a long breath, he was like an old monk in his meditation, running the Southern Candle Heart Sutra, and slowly becoming familiar with the Great Sun Buddha Seal and the Blood Moon True Lotus Sutra, both of which are very powerful, the former is the main attack, the latter is the main defense, and the combination of attack and defense will naturally be invincible.

After a day, all the exercises were familiarized, and although they could not reach the realm of being like an arm and finger, they were already perfect, at least they could be performed at critical moments.

Then he opened the small box given by the man, and inside the box was a golden chariot the size of a palm, which was drawn by eight wild beasts of different shapes, which looked vivid and vivid.

"This chariot is real, isn't it? How can it be driven?" he believed that the other party would not use a model for amusement.

But after some research, in the end, I still don't know, and I have no choice but to give up.

On his legs was the golden spear, which was made of hot body and was made of something that could be touched and correspond to the human heart, very close.

Yang Ling's favorite weapon is the spear, which was once known as the king of small guns, and he has the momentum of a spear in the world.

Seeing the spear in front of him, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and rubbed it gently, like stroking his own child.

The spear was psychic, and it trembled slightly, and it flew up on its own without a drive, circling and flying, and finally turned into a void golden light that drilled into his body and was suspended in the dantian.

This was too abrupt and terrifying, Yang Ling had never heard of such a thing, and he didn't know what was going on.

Trying to call the golden spear, the little golden spear in the dantian turned out to be really psychic, and quickly appeared in his hand.

This made him very surprised, and he was even more excited, knowing that he had encountered a rare treasure, which could be transformed into a size at will.

In the end, he took out the book from his bosom that he had exchanged for a non-falling flower, which recorded many heaven and earth spiritual objects from ancient times to the present.

When he opened the book and began to look through it, although the book was heavy and the content was varied, it only took him five days to read it, and he remembered it all in his mind.

When Yang Ling was meditating and cultivating here with peace of mind, the other side of the path of seeking his life had already fallen into chaos.

In the past few days, more and more people have died, panic is spreading, and desperate people are starting to act recklessly.

Some people who have cultivated to a high level of cultivation have an extremely unbalanced mentality, and they have begun to harm the spiritual cultivators around them who have cultivated to a low level.

And some of the nuns were even more tragic, being killed in extreme cruelty and dying in agony.

"It's time to go in and take a look, I don't know what's inside!" When Yang Ling felt that his body had returned to its peak state, he decided to move on.

Stepping into the gate, an incomparably rich aura came to the face, as if you had come to the legendary fairy land.

Yang Ling majored in the Southern Candle Heart Sutra, and true power was mainly derived from the dantian in the body, at this time he tried to close the dantian, but used the bone array to gather spiritual energy, and then converted it into true power.

After that, I was surprised to find that the speed of absorbing spiritual power and transforming it into true power was several times faster than before.

If you can cultivate in this kind of place for a long time, you will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

"I'm a cultivator in the late stage of condensation, but I'm only a spiritual cultivator in the early stage of gathering spirits, the gap between the two is too big, if only I could find a good spiritual cultivation method!"

He felt some regret.

It is not easy to make a breakthrough in the Southern Candle Heart Sutra, and it requires great opportunity and extraordinary comprehension ability.

At this time, in front of his eyes is a sea of flowers, in the sea of flowers, the sound of warblers and swallows, birds and beasts walking, and there is a big river running and churning in the distance.

Yang Ling took a few steps forward, and suddenly felt that something in his body was about to move.

"There's a foreign body hidden in the body, but why is it suddenly agitated?" he wondered, looking around.

On his right hand side is a large patch of purple plants with purple flowers blooming all over it.

The closer he got to the purple plant, the more agitation in his body intensified, accompanied by a sharp pain, and the foreign body wanted to break through his body.

Finally, with his muffled grunt, a gray bug pierced its abdomen and flew out, suddenly screaming and about to run away.

However, Yang Ling's eyes were quick, and he gave birth to a blood lotus in his palm, spraying a blood-colored light curtain to accurately cover the flying insects.

"What the hell?" he looked at the flying insects in the blood lotus, and his face was horrified.

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