Lin Mang walked in the ancient city of Loulan.

The road was exceptionally quiet, and I didn't meet anyone on the rest of the way.

The area of this place seems to be a bit beyond his imagination.

In this way, it is really possible that this is the former site of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, or the national capital?

After walking for a long time, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting in front of me.

"Boom!"

With the shock of the sword qi, a house that was already broken collapsed in an instant.

Several tantric monks struggled to their feet from the collapsed house.

Lin Mang raised his eyes and looked,

In front of the broken palace in front of them, many people gathered around, fighting constantly.

And in front of the gate of the palace, stands a huge stone monument.

The target of everyone's scramble is also the stone monument.

In front of the stone monument, there were several people holding long swords, staring at the people around them with ugly faces.

"Hmph, Da Ming, hand over the things!"

"This is something from the Western Regions, and it doesn't belong to you."

The few people standing in front of the stele were a few people from the Shushan Sword Pavilion, one of whom was the Changfeng Sword Venerable of the Shushan Sword Pavilion, Zhao Wufeng.

In the surrounding area, in addition to the people of the Western Regions Tantra, there are still many people of the Tantra.

Zhao Wufeng's expression was gloomy, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

This stele records a very mysterious swordsmanship.

For a swordsman like him, this thing is definitely very useful.

The key is that he felt a trace of mysterious sword intent on this stone tablet.

Zhao Wufeng said coldly: "What is recorded on this stone tablet is only a sword technique, when did your tantric sect also become interested in sword technique?" ”

The tantric people standing aside did not answer.

An old man sneered: "What nonsense talk to him, kill him!" ”

Naturally, they didn't have to fight for this stone monument, they were completely taking the opportunity to take revenge.

That Ming Wu Anhou killed so many of them, they couldn't kill Wu Anhou, they could only vent their anger on the rest of them.

At this moment, a lightly written voice came from behind everyone:

"Oh, really?"

"Why doesn't Ben Hou know?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and hurriedly turned to look behind them, shocked in their hearts.

Wu Anhou!

Lin Mang walked leisurely towards the field, with a calm momentum.

But even so, it put a lot of pressure on everyone.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out behind everyone's backs, and they trembled all over.

As Lin Mang walked, the people who stopped on the side of the road subconsciously retreated, feeling ashamed and angry.

Lin Mang said calmly: "Who is this thing?" ”

The tone was calm, as if asking a trivial matter.

Silent......

The faces of the people were ugly, clenching their fists, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

A martial artist from the Snow Mountain Sect said in a trembling voice, "You...... Yours. ”

In fact, he didn't want to speak, but the invisible pressure in his heart forced him to speak.

Lin Mang glanced at the stele casually, his face surprised.

The words on this tablet are actually recorded in small seals.

Although he didn't know the words on the stone tablet, he still felt some sword intent from it.

Lin Mang retracted his gaze, looked at everyone, and said, "Get out!" ”

Although everyone was unwilling, they still scattered and left, and disappeared in an instant.

Just when Zhao Wufeng and the others were vigilant in their hearts, Lin Mang turned around and left.

Zhao Wufeng and the others were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

They thought that this Marquis of Wu Anhou also fell in love with this stone monument.

So...... Did Wu Anhou help them just now?

Is this still the rumored Wu Anhou in the rivers and lakes?

Lin Mang rode Pixiu and hurried towards the center of the ancient city.

For him, there are really few things here that can be seen.

……

I don't know how long it took,

The huge stone statue standing in front of him on the square came into Lin Mang's eyes.

A smile appeared on Lin Mang's face.

"There's a treasure!"

The stone statue is just a simple stone statue, but the things on this stone statue are not simple.

The jewelry of this body is a rare treasure.

If these things are exchanged for money, they are definitely a great fortune.

Lin Mang patted Pixiu and rode Pixiu forward quickly.

At the same time, many people from all sides of the ancient city are rushing to this place.

The ancient city is labyrinthine-shaped, but all the roads eventually lead to the core palace.

"Peng!"

Pixiu jumped up, jumped over the top of the house, and then landed steadily.

Suddenly, he looked around vigilantly, with a murderous aura, and his claws quietly popped out.

Lin Mang's brows furrowed slightly.

He took out the tortoise shell from his bosom and looked at him in disbelief.

After arriving here, the burning sensation emanating from the tortoise shell became more and more obvious.

Lin Mang looked around.

Directly in front of it was a huge circular palace, surrounded by a huge square, and in front of the palace stood the statue of a woman.

Lin Mang's expression moved slightly.

I heard that the people of Loulan have a queen in power, this can't be the queen of Loulan, right?

Lin Mang's eyes raised slightly, looked at the two eyes, and said secretly: "It's okay to be long." ”

Being able to carve people so vividly with stone statues is obviously not something that ordinary people can do.

At the base of the statue was a large circular crater, which was supposed to be a pool or something, but it has dried up now.

Just then, a loud bang came from the street in the distance.

"Peng!"

The two figures flew upside down and crashed into the ground, gliding several meters away.

Immediately afterwards, a strong man with a height of nearly two meters and a huge hammer strode out, with a deep breath.

As soon as the strong man arrived, his eyes focused on Lin Mang, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Almost instantly, two more people on the other side of the street walked slowly.

Both of them are Tantra dresses, and one of them is the Guru of Tantra.

As for the other person, the aura on his body was not stable, attracting the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

Lin Mang glanced at it casually, but he was a little impressed.

When he killed the person from the Snow Mountain Sect before, this person seemed to be only a Six Realms Grandmaster.

It seems that there is something to be gained here.

Although tantra is an initiation, their foundation is unusually solid, and it is basically one step at a time.

What's more, those who can reach the enlightenment of the Six Realms are extremely good in themselves.

As soon as the two came, their eyes were also instantly focused on Lin Mang.

The previous scene outside the Moon River made a deep impression on them.

This is obviously the core of the ancient city of Loulan, if there is really a secret of ascension, as well as an elixir, it can only be here.

And this Wu Anhou from Daming is undoubtedly the biggest competitor.

"Amitabha~" The Supreme Master recited the Buddha's horn lightly, but did not move.

Lin Mang's expression was calm, and he just looked up at the stone statue.

Not long after, some people arrived in the surrounding streets.

The three figures were shrouded in black robes, and although they couldn't see their faces clearly, they attracted the attention of several people at the same time.

Lin Mang's eyes swept and smiled silently.

I didn't expect that the rumors of the ancient country of Loulan would attract so many people.

Although there have been few great masters in the rivers and lakes in the past hundred years, it does not mean that there are none.

It's just that there aren't enough benefits to appeal to them.

This time, the ancient kingdom of Loulan appeared, and the news of the elixir came out, and there were definitely many people who were tempted.

Whether it is ascension or elixir, for these great masters who are approaching their lifespans, they are the most desired in their hearts.

After a while, a group of Mongols came from the streets of the north, about a dozen people.

Two of them caught Lin Mang's attention.

One is an old monk dressed in tantric clothes, while the other is an old man with a slender figure, who looks exceptionally old.

As soon as everyone in Mongolia came, they all subconsciously looked at Lin Mang, with a strong fear in their eyes.

Standing between the two great masters, Nashi looked up at the crown on the head of the stone statue and the jewels in his eyes, his eyes revealing fiery.

"Treasure!"

He turned his head to look at the high priest to the side and whispered, "I'll find an opportunity to take the gem down later." ”

The elixir was only the goal of his father Khan, not his.

He was very young and not very enthusiastic about the so-called immortality.

In contrast, he valued the treasures left here even more.

As time passed, more and more people gathered here.

Seeing this, some of the less powerful people quietly retreated to the rear.

The crowd was in shock.

After a while, Luo Baiqiu and Tang Rong led a group of brocade guards to come.

"Master Hou."

Tang Rong and Luo Baiqiu saluted respectfully.

Lin Mang bowed his head slightly and asked, "Didn't you encounter anything?" ”

The two of them shook their heads in unison and arched their hands, "No." ”

Tang Rong said respectfully: "After we entered this place, we were together. ”

Most of them were in the vicinity and soon came together.

There are two great grandmasters, even if the rest of the great grandmasters see it, they will not take the liberty of making a move.

Everyone around was also paying attention to Lin Mang's side, and when they saw the two great masters coming, they were secretly shocked.

looked at each other, and there was an invisible tacit understanding in their hearts.

Once there is a competition, it is inevitable to eliminate the strongest side.

However, for the time being, all parties have a tacit understanding, and no one has taken the lead.

But everyone can see that the palaces here are very different from those on the periphery, and the doors of this palace are still closed.

It is also the only place in the entire ancient city that has not been destroyed.

At this moment, the gate of the palace in front of him suddenly opened.

The rich light of Buddha emanates from the palace and envelops all directions.

When the Buddha's light was released, everyone's hearts were immediately shocked.

Tantric supreme master Tong Kong Meng shrank and exclaimed, "Could this be the power of the Vajra Realm?" ”

The so-called Vajra realm is the world of the 33 heavens in the tantric lineage, similar to the Buddha realm.

In the tantric lineage, one can enter the vajra realm after detachment.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace gate.

"There's someone in there!"

One let out an exclamation in shock.

Everyone was surprised and hurriedly looked at the open palace gate.

Under the watchful eye of all people, a figure slowly walked out of the palace, looming in the light of the Buddha.

"Is there really anyone?!"

A strong man holding a giant hammer not far away sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost!" ”

"Amitabha~"

The majestic sound of Buddha emanates from the palace, containing the power to shake people's hearts.

As the sound of the Buddha spread, everyone's hearts fluttered, as if the rippling surface of the lake was caressed by a mysterious force and returned to calm.

But the Great Grandmaster present had a slight change in his face.

This voice contains a spiritual secret method that can control people's minds.

Everyone used their own means, and soon broke the interference of the Buddha's voice.

But for the rest of the people around, the moment the Buddha's voice entered their ears, their minds couldn't help but be immersed in it.

Many even had a look of reverence on their faces, clasped their hands together, and slowly fell to their knees.

This strange scene shocked everyone.

Some of those who hadn't yet arrived stopped in their tracks.

The brows of several great grandmasters suddenly furrowed, and their eyes were shocked.

What really surprised them was that there were still people in this hall.

Could it be someone from the ancient country of Loulan?

But even a great grandmaster can't live that long, right?

Lin Mang looked ahead calmly, and the spiritual Dafa of changing the heavens and the earth spread instantly.

Behind them, the brocade guards who were disturbed by the sound of Buddha immediately came to their senses.

"Master Hou......" Tang Qi's face was ugly.

Lin Mang raised his hand and waved it, and said with a smile: "Let's take a look!" ”

"The rats are coming to the surface."

Gradually, the light of the Buddha in the sky dissipated, and the figure in the main hall also came into view.

Monk?

Everyone looked at Xuankong, their brows furrowed slightly, and some people showed cold faces.

Xuankong looked at everyone with a smile, put one hand on his chest, and said slowly: "Poor monk Xuankong, I have seen you. ”

For a while, the field was exceptionally quiet.

Everyone stared at Xuankong, no one spoke, waiting for Xuankong's next words.

Suddenly, a joking voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.

Lin Mang sat on Pixiu's back and jokingly said: "Xuanzi generation ......"

"People from Shaolin?"

Xuankong nodded and sighed lightly: "Xuankong has seen Wu'anhou. ”

Hearing this, the people from the rivers and lakes of Daming were slightly shocked.

They know very well what kind of grudge Shaolin has with this Wu'an Hou.

Now that the people of Shaolin are here, could it be that they were premeditated?

For those in it, they have obviously heard of Shaolin as well.

Even in the past, Shaolin disciples did not come to the Western Regions.

None of the people who came here were stupid people, and there were already some guesses in their hearts.

The faces of the crowd were ugly.

The strong man holding the giant hammer said coldly: "Hmph, no matter who you are, you have to give Lao Tzu an explanation for today's matter." ”

"Also, is the treasure here, the elixir, on you?"

This man also spoke the hearts of the people.

They came here for all the hardships of the elixir and the secret of ascension, not to listen to a bald donkey blow up their home.

Xuankong sighed softly, shook his head and said, "There is no so-called elixir, the news is all fake." ”

"Even the First Emperor has not found the elixir with the strength of a country, how can there be this land of Loulan."

"If there really is an elixir, this place will not be like this."

"What?"

"The news is fake?"

Everyone's faces were ugly, and a trace of anger suddenly appeared in their hearts.

Without the elixir, what's the point of them coming all the way here?

"Monk!"

"How dare you fool us?"

The strong man with the giant hammer was immediately furious and reluctantly smashed the giant hammer in his hand.

"Boom!"

The air roared, and the black True Yuan circulated on the giant hammer, roaring out of filial piety.

A thunderous roar sounded in everyone's ears.

"Amitabha!"

Xuankong recited the Buddha's horn lightly, but did not take any action, still looking at everyone with a calm expression.

At the moment when the giant hammer was about to approach, a huge Buddha number mark suddenly appeared in front of Xuankong's body.

"Peng!"

With a bang, the Buddha's light shook, and the giant hammer was shocked and flew out upside down, smashing into the ground of the stone casting.

"Kacha!"

The hard ground shattered in an instant, and the rubble flew down.

A terrifying wave of qi spilled out in all directions, shaking the Xuankong robe.

Everyone shrank in unison.

The strong man's face also became solemn.

The power of his hammer was not weak, and he blocked it so easily.

"Amitabha." Xuankong recited lightly, looked at everyone, and said calmly: "Everyone, leave this place." ”

Everyone's eyes flickered.

Is there really no elixir?

Although I knew it was impossible, I still had a bit of luck.

Lin Mang chuckled lightly and said, "This elixir won't be on you, right?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone who had hesitated before suddenly became cold.

Lin Mang smiled coldly.

From the moment he saw Xuankong, he knew that this was completely for him.

I didn't expect Shaolin to have such means.

Sure enough, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and Shaolin deserves to be Shaolin.

The smile on Xuankong's face faded away.

Looking at the expressions of the people, he could already guess what these people were thinking.

Xuankong sighed helplessly, folded his hands, and slowly recited the Buddhist scriptures.

In the void, there was a grand Buddha voice.

With the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, the sky above everyone's heads suddenly gathered a thick golden cloud of Buddha light.

In the palace, three brilliant Buddha light channels are reflected.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a grand world in the void.

There seems to be a Buddha sitting upright, overlooking everyone.

The terrifying momentum slowly pressed down from above, like mountains falling from the sky.

Everyone was shocked and looked up at the sky in disbelief.

"What is this?"

Under this coercion, many people with lower strength in the rivers and lakes couldn't help but feel a sense of worship in their hearts.

The void is like a mirror, reflecting a grand world.

Lin Mang moved his shoulders slightly, reached out to hold the knife, and chuckled: "You really look up to me!" ”

Seeing this scene, how did he not understand the plans of these bald donkeys.

Far away in the Western Regions, even Zhang Sanfeng is beyond the reach of the whip.

Deliberately chose to be in this Loulan Secret Realm, I'm afraid it's also because of this place that they can exert their strength, right?

It's really a big game of chess!

In an instant, three figures shrouded in the light of the Buddha gradually appeared in the sky.

The space was constantly stretched, as if squeezing open a whirlpool.

An old monk with white eyebrows in a robe and a compassionate face slowly walked out.

Volley levitation!

Around his body, there was a terrifying power of heaven and earth.

"Amitabha."

The majestic sound of Buddha seems to resound throughout the world.