Ye Yan, who breathed a sigh of relief, felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, he didn't immediately refine the Fire Ape Stick, nor did he go directly to the Shura Temple, he was not in a hurry! He had to wait until the Fire Ape Stick came out of the new sacrifice, and his strength was increasing by a few points, so he was fully prepared.

He sat quietly in the secret room of the cave for three days, and his mood became ethereal, and then he opened his eyes and prepared to refine the fire ape stick again, adding the yellow and purple qi to it.

Three months later.

Ye Yan's face was a little pale, and he was holding a yellowed long stick in his hand, and the surface was full of Buddhist texts, and he was extremely smart.

"It's more than half the weight of the previous one!" Ye Yan sensed it, and the newly refined Fire Ape Stick showed a hint of joy on his face.

The amber yellow and Buddhist text of the fire ape stick, after a moment of lingering, dissolved into the stick and disappeared, and the fire ape stick became again, the surface of the black color, a faint woody fragrance, emanating from above.

Three days later!

Ye Yan, who was in a readjusted state, came to the Shura Ancient Temple, at the foot of the Shura Buddha statue, and walked inward.

"This uncle, disciple Shura Yan, is here to enter the Shura Temple and attain enlightenment!" After Ye Yan walked in, he didn't see Xiuru or Xiuyuan, but when he saw the old monk in a red monk's robe and wearing a golden robe, he knew that this was an old monk of the cultivators, so he respectfully gave a Buddha ceremony.

"Shura Yan, I'm you, Uncle Cultivator, you can enter the Shura Temple. The old monk with a red face, after seeing Ye Yan, nodded, introduced himself, and immediately levitated in the air.

"Boom. With a shudder, a stone staircase entrance to the ground appeared underneath where he was sitting.

"Uncle Xie Xiu!" Ye Yan said with a word of thanks.

"Amitabha, good, good. Shura Flame, hurry up and go in. Xiu Xuan nodded approvingly, and his expression was right.

The Buddha of Shura sits on the top of the mountain, Ye Yan enters the entrance, a curved stone staircase, one extends downward, and the walls on both sides of the passage, at intervals, are inlaid with moonstones for lighting.

In this pitch-black passage, only the milky white moonlight guided, constantly downward, downward, and at the same time, Ye Yan also noticed that on the walls on both sides, there were Buddhist murals of different shapes, telling legends and stories.

Ye Yan's eyes blinked, raised his hand, and gently took out a flying sword, the flying sword silently, touched the stone wall of the passage, and at the moment when the flying sword came into contact with it, the stone wall that originally had nothing lit up with a golden light surrounded by Buddhist texts, and after a few seconds, it was restored as before.

"It seems to be similar to what I expected, and sure enough, there are forbidden defenses. Ye Yan withdrew his flying sword, shook his head a little hesitantly, and continued to walk towards the bottom of the stone steps.

At the end of the passage, there is a circular cave, the roof of the cave is circular, and the ground is paved with square bluestone, smooth and flat, spotless, on the opposite side of the passage, there is an arched stone door, which has been opened at this moment. Above the stone gate, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances with three big characters, Shura Temple!

"This is the true body of the Shura Bodhisattva Relic. Ye Yan was surprised, looking at the old monk sitting cross-legged behind the stone incense burner, and spoke out in surprise.

The old monk sat cross-legged, wearing a golden monk's robe, wearing a green robe, slightly closed eyes, his expression was serene, his face was glowing, red treasure, he looked old, he was fifty or sixty years old, and there were ten ring scars on the top of his head.

"It is said that he was the first person to pioneer Shura Zen Buddhism. ”

After sitting, the corpse has not undergone any treatment, ten thousand years, does not decay and remains unchanged, it is still exactly the same as when it was alive, it is called Shura Bodhisattva, also called the whole body relic, and the Buddhists call it the true body of the relic.

On the walls on both sides of the Shura Bodhisattva's relics, there are many strange ancient Buddhist texts, "I'm not here to see this. Ye Yan's eyes flashed, "But look at this old monk, how does it look like I've seen it somewhere, why does it look a little similar to myself." Ye Yan thought about it carefully, but he didn't have any answer, and gave up completely.

"I've only lived for a few years, how can I see a character from 10,000 years ago!" Ye Yan thought to himself, and at the same time, for some reason, he always had a heart of worship for the true body of the Shura Bodhisattva Relic, which was sacred and inviolable.

Obviously, he came for him, Ye Yan retracted these thoughts, "My original intention must not change, this Shura Bodhisattva, stay here, it is better to let yourself refine, then go to the Cloud Light Realm, and you can also help the human race and make some contributions." Ye Yan was very shameless, and found a reason to call his conscience acceptable.

"How can I get out? A cultivator, I have a chance to escape, so take a gamble! Ye Yan retracted his mind, regardless of it, I don't know why, the current Ye Yan didn't find it himself, if it was in the past situation, he would definitely not be so impulsive.

This is in the important place of the Shura Ancient Temple, even if you get it by luck, the true body of the relic, can you escape? But Ye Yan just wanted to refine it in his heart at the moment, and he had a kind of drug addiction that could not be contained.

He placed several prohibitions in the Shura Temple, and then he took out a futon and sat down cross-legged.

A small vial appeared in his hand, it was the bottle containing the power of the remnant lamp master's partial soul distraction.

"Disciple light the lamp to meet the teacher!" Ye Yan put the vial in front of him, bowed reverently, and then picked it up again, opened the cap, and a gray, majestic soul power shot out from the bottle, one hovering, towards Ye Yan's eyebrows, and rushed towards Ye Yan's eyebrows.

There was no obstacle to rush in, stopped in Ye Yan's sea of knowledge and did not move, in the depths of the sea of knowledge, the mist rolled for a while, and a person who looked exactly the same as Ye Yan came out, it was Ye Yan's true soul power.

I saw Ye Yan's true soul, with words in his mouth, his hands were knotting strange handprints, and his appearance was extremely pious, just under the mantra and mudra thoughts, the sea of knowledge suddenly appeared, and the golden Buddhist texts continued to converge in the direction of the true soul.

Finally, it condensed out, a Buddhist ancient knife came out, the spell in his mouth stopped abruptly, Ye Yan's true soul transformed, turned into a humanoid green shadow and came out, pointed at the Buddhist ancient knife, and then pointed at his shoulder.

"Click!", the ancient knife of the Buddha text, after a blur, slashed at the shoulder of Ye Yan's true soul, and cut off a green arm.

"Ahh

I saw Ye Yan's figure sitting cross-legged, trembling violently, the green tendons were bursting, and large beads of sweat were dripping down the bald head on the top of his head, and his expression was a little distorted, and he looked extremely painful.

Knowing the sea, Ye Yan's true soul, the severed arm, was quietly suspended aside, chanting a spell in his mouth, and a new arm was condensed out of it.