Yang Ji looked at the palm-sized pocket boy in his hand, this guy was an ugly guy with a hideous ghost head on his mushroom hat before.

Now that it has faded its ugly form and is shrouded in the light of the Buddha, it seems so sacred.

Yang Ji looked at the word [Buddhist Sutra] on the top of his head, groaned, and said to everyone: "You go to wait for me outside the secret room first."

"Yes, my lord." The white-haired old man and the others understood, and walked out with their arms.

The girl in the power suit glanced at the little boy who had turned into a demon orphan, and then at Yang Ji, and also walked out.

Yang Ji glanced at the word [cunning] on the top of Demon Gu's head and said, "Don't pretend to be a high monk. Let me ask you, where did the sutras you practice come from?"

"What sutra? I don't know what the donor is talking about." Demon Gu chuckled in his heart, pretended to be calm, and said with his palms together, "This is just my original form, I am not Demon Gu, but a Holy Gu born by bathing in the light of the Buddha."

A holy orphan born by bathing in the light of the Buddha?

It didn't seem to be lying, because Yang Ji didn't see anything unusual.

At this moment, staring at the [Buddhist Sutra] above its head, he naturally moved his mind.

However, Goldfinger can only see the information display of the current state of things, and cannot predict the future and the past, and read the memory of the character.

If you see the light of the Buddha, this is the sacredness of the demon solitary performing the Buddhist scriptures in secret, so the [Buddhist scriptures] will be displayed.

And the specific scriptures of the Buddhist scriptures are not visible.

For example, if you look at people, the Eight Xuan City Lords, you can see his current state of strength.

And when the eight city lords are united, the change becomes Emperor Xuanqi, and at this time, the state changes, and the information naturally changes again, so it will display [Heterocentric unity, eight-sided exquisite].

For example, the inner activities of the characters are revealed through the changes in the demeanor and eyes of others.

However, this kind of display can be subtle and deep, but if the other party has a little emotional fluctuation, it can be accurately read.

Of course, you can only see what others are thinking at the moment, and you can't see what you think in the future.

That's enough, though.

People in the world are all lay people, and it is impossible to completely eliminate the seven emotions and six desires, even if it is a Buddha.

Therefore, as long as Yang Ji looks at him, he can obtain the current thoughts in his heart through the slightest change in other people's expressions.

In the final analysis, Goldfinger can only see the basic properties of things and the current state of the show, and cannot delve into them.

If you see a holy medicine, you can only know its year, function, and name, and as for the source, which secret realm it picked from, you can't know it.

Goldfinger does not have the power of cause and effect.

The only thing that can predict is the weather forecast, which can be accurate to an hour later.

If Yang Ji wanted to obtain the Buddhist scriptures cultivated by Demon Gu at this moment, he would not be able to see the Buddha alone unless it wrote the scriptures.

Seeing that Yang Ji suddenly fell silent, the seemingly calm Demon Gu was actually worried in his heart, and his small eyes looked at Yang Ji from time to time, for fear that he would suddenly become angry.

Yang Ji glanced at it, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you don't know the Buddhist scriptures, it seems that there is no greater value, so you can only refine the medicine." It doesn't matter if you are a negative little holy medicine or a positive little holy medicine, as long as you are a small holy medicine, I have a hundred ways to refine you into an elixir that can be refined into cultivation."

"Donor, do you want to use me for alchemy?" Mogu spat out Buddha light, clasped his hands together, and asked softly.

"Your little holy medicine contains the light of the Buddha, and its medicinal effect must be extraordinary, and alchemy is the best choice. This is where you belong, to be able to manifest your full worth, that's what every living being wants to see, and I'm sure you're no exception, right?" Yang Ji looked at Mo Gu and said.

Demon Gu's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "In ancient times, the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, and now the Holy Gu sacrifices himself. Igniting the flame of hope and perfecting others is the so-called principle of my Buddha if I don't go to hell and whoever goes to hell."

Looking at the demon orphans with a calm expression, but actually panicked in his heart, Yang Ji was amused in his heart, see how long you can pretend.

At the moment, he nodded appreciatively, and said, "It is worthy of bathing in the Buddha's light

If you want to be reincarnated, you will definitely be able to become a real child under the Bodhisattva, so you can go on the road with peace of mind."

"The ancients used to burn incense and bathe in divination, and I will dedicate myself to praying to my Buddha, so that I can move the gods in the next life. Can the benefactor allow the child to pray for a moment?" Mo Gu looked as usual, and said with a shallow smile.

Demon Gu is so calm and calm, and he is so free and easy in the face of life and death, he is really like a Buddha who has attained enlightenment.

Even Yang Ji was stunned for a moment, if it weren't for the idea that he had a golden finger that could penetrate the heart of the demon lonely, he would really be bluffed by its profound appearance.

Mo Gu smiled lightly, but when he was stared at by Yang Ji's smiling gaze, he felt a little chill in his heart, and there was a trace of fear hidden in his eyes.

It always felt that the person in front of it was too weird, as if it could see it through and make it hairy.

"Does the donor allow it?" Demon Gu spoke softly again, his voice crisp and mellow, gentle and delicate.

Yang Ji smiled and nodded, but he wanted to see what tricks it played, so he loosened it and put it on the ground.

The demon sat on the ground, closed his palms, slowly closed his eyes, and a touch of cunning was well hidden.

Soon, dozens of breaths passed, and Yang Ji said, "Okay, the prayer is over, it's time to go on the road."

He stretched out his hand to grab it, but what he picked up was the old molt of the demon lonely, and the one who was hiding inside actually used the golden cicada method to escape by taking advantage of the situation.

It turned out that at the moment when Yang Ji raised his hand with the old moult, his arm just covered the ground, causing a blind spot in the perspective, it took advantage of this loophole, the speed was fast, and it had already reached the mouth of the passage in the blink of an eye, and also threw down a curse in the air.

"Your uncle, you just went on the road, are you really stupid, give you alchemy for nothing? The Buddha fed the eagle, but the eagle became my Buddha's mount. I gave you alchemy, Lao Tzu didn't get any benefits, and he took his life in vain, I'm sorry!"

"You are the devil, killing living beings, the Buddha will punish you, Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, punish the wicked."

Yang Ji grabbed the old demon and was stunned for a while, and when he heard the fragrant words from it, his face couldn't help twitching.

"Think you'll be able to escape? It's whimsical." Yang Ji chuckled, and the sword domain was released, and all the divine senses passed through were sword domains.

After a while, I saw that the demon Gu ran back in a hurry.

It was so anxious that its feet twisted and twisted, like a trapped mouse, running back and forth, trying to break through from one side.

But the sword domain is retracted, and the sword aura is pressing, constantly compressing its range of activity, leaving it with nothing to do.

In the end, for fear of being injured by the sword qi, it obediently ran back to Yang Ji's feet.

"Sample, I was crazy just now! Can you scold me again?"

Yang Ji twisted its ears and lifted it up.

"Lord Lord, spare your life, you have great powers, this lonely, no, little lone will never dare to run away again."

His ears were screwed up, and the demon was shocked, and he suddenly wailed bitterly.

"Hmph, I'll use your alchemy right now." Yang Ji didn't pay any attention to its pity, and between his palms, he released the spiritual fire.

"Ah! No, Lord, you can't mutilate young children like that......

"Ah! Devil, you are the devil!" As the spiritual fire in Yang Ji's palm approached, Demon Gu actually cried loudly, extremely miserable.

"You are the devil, cut off my creation, kill me, let me sink, and the Buddha will definitely punish you. I want to carry a supreme supreme sutra alone, but I can't imagine that I have been mutilated before I become a Buddha, I am unwilling, I am unwilling!"

Demon Lonely Wow cried.

"Supreme Sutra!" Yang Ji grabbed it in front of his eyes, and his eyes shot a divine light, which was fascinating.

Two divine lights enveloped Demon Gu, and it suddenly trembled.

Yang Ji said viciously: "Say the Buddhist scriptures you cultivate, maybe I will spare your life."

"Devil, what a devil he is! Before he died, he had to squeeze me a lot before he gave up, and since he was both a dead person, why should I drop my temperance and beg him for mercy?" Thinking like this in his heart, Mo Gu showed a sad look.

"Hey, little devil lonely, how about we make a deal?"

Yang Ji said suddenly.

Seeing that it regarded death as if it were home, and was silent, Yang Ji continued to lure:

"Alas, it's a pity, if you have a supreme Buddhist scripture, if you are refined into an elixir, cut off your cultivation path, and become someone else's food, it's a pity, it's a pity! God is jealous of talents!"

"It's a pity for your uncle, it's a pity for your second uncle! They want to eat me, they want to put on my Buddhist scriptures, and they pretend to pity me. Loneliness cannot be bullied, loneliness cannot be humiliated, and loneliness has a bottom line." Demon Gu was sad and angry in his heart, and cursed.

"Since you regard death as your home, then I will fulfill you." Yang Ji snorted lightly, and the spiritual fire in his palm suddenly rolled towards the demon solitary, and after only three breaths, it cried out in pain, "Ah, Lord, don't kill me, I am willing to say the Buddhist scriptures."

"I thought you were tough, but it turned out to be a fierce inward." When Yang Ji heard this, he flicked its forehead, and also removed the spiritual fire, and said, "Say it."

"Venerable, Venerable Lord, the ...... of the deal you just mentioned," the demon asked weakly.

"There's only one chance, you didn't take it, and now you're not qualified to make a trade. Say the sutras to consider sparing your life, or if you don't say it, you will die, you choose." Yang Ji glanced at it and said.

"I said, I said." Demon Gu's eyelids jumped wildly, and the little chicken immediately pecked the rice and nodded obediently, "Lord, listen well, Xiao Gu is about to recite the shocking supreme Buddhist scriptures, but listen carefully."

"Well, you can say it!" Yang Ji nodded, listening intently.

But after more than a dozen breaths, Mo Gu's face turned red, as if he was constipated, and he didn't spit out a word.

"Why don't you say it?" Yang Ji stared at it.

"I...... I can't pronounce it, and whenever I have to recite it, the sutras will be hidden in the depths of my memory." Demon Gu said depressedly.

"Can't pronounce it?" Yang Ji's expression was slightly condensed, and he said, "The Fa does not pass on the six ears, it seems that you have indeed cultivated a Buddhist scripture involving the Tao, which is a Buddhist scripture to protect yourself."

"See if you can write it?"

Yang Ji instantly paid attention to it, realizing that there might really be a supreme Buddhist scripture in his hand, and the sutra that could protect himself was already psychic, and this level of sutra was higher than the level of Dao-level exercises and techniques he cultivated.

"I'll try." In this case, Demon Gu was also slightly surprised, and was trying to write it at the moment.

Demon Gu was drawing dots in the void with both hands, trying to write the Buddhist scriptures in his head.

Not long after, a mysterious tadpole text was painstakingly imprinted in the void by Demon Gu with spiritual power.

The tadpole text is extremely agile, and as soon as it is formed, it is like a living thing, flickering in the void.

Accompanied by the Buddha's light is prosperous, looking at it makes people concentrate and calm, the surrounding atmosphere is peaceful and peaceful, making people feel like a spring breeze, as if there is an ethereal Zen singing.

"Sure enough, it's the supreme scripture, keep writing!"

Yang Ji was instantly moved, just outlining the lines of the scriptures, and the font seemed to be alive, which contained the truth of heaven and earth, and the embodiment of the avenue of heaven and earth.

This is definitely a supreme Dao-level exercise.

Dao-level exercises are also divided into levels, ordinary lower-level Dao-level exercises can only be used for people to cultivate to the realm of refining the void, medium-level Dao-level exercises can only be used for people to cultivate to the realm of merger, and higher-level Dao-level exercises can be used for people to cultivate to the Mahayana realm.

As for the supreme Dao-level exercises, although they can only be cultivated to the Mahayana realm, the truths and Dao methods contained in them are more profound and subtle than those of the upper Dao-level exercises, and they can allow people to touch more "Dao".

There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and those who reach it are the first, and if you can comprehend more Tao, you will be strong.

The stronger you are, the greater your chances of surviving the nine thunder tribulations and ascending to the Immortal Realm.

This is half an immortal pass, and Yang Ji's eyes are blazing at the moment.

To say that he doesn't want it is false.

After all, the True Strength Divine Technique he was currently cultivating was only a high-grade Dao-level exercise, which was a big level difference.

Moreover, this level is the level of the "Dao", not the level of the spiritual power "quantity" of the low-level exercises.

The gap between them is too big, too big, and the waters of the four seas are difficult to fight.

Yang Ji is really good

I envy him, the creation of a little demon orphan is even bigger than him, it's really unreasonable.

Looking at the tadpole writing, his heart was hot, and he immediately said, "You continue to write."

Mogu nodded, and once again struggled to write the next tadpole text.

As soon as this tadpole Wenfu appeared, the magic light was suddenly flourishing, and the roars, wails, and miserable sounds were endless, as if people were in hell.

"This?" Yang Ji's expression changed slightly, and the atmosphere presented by these two tadpole texts was completely different.

A Buddha shines brightly, and the prosperous world is peaceful. A magic light raged, like purgatory.

These two words are exactly like two exercises, one Buddha and one demon.

The two tadpoles intertwined and collided, gushing out a circle of Buddha light and a circle of magic light, which was unexpectedly undisobedient and conflicting, and it was very strange.

The tadpole text is difficult to understand and very difficult to remember, Yang Ji figured it out in his mind, and the sound of Buddha and the roar of the devil sounded, and the next moment the soul seemed to explode.

Yang Ji broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly stopped thinking about it.

At this time, Demon Gu wrote a tadpole rune with difficulty.

At this moment, in the air, three tadpoles intertwined and collided, forming a three-inch golden Buddha in an instant, and the sound of rolling Buddha suddenly sounded in the secret room, and endless magic sounds sounded.

The three-inch Buddha had a Buddha light on one side, and a magic light on the other, and the Buddha's demon light spread to all sides, and the space began to collapse, and it couldn't bear its weight.

Rumble!

The sound of heaven permeates the secret room, the drums are thundering, and the Zen chanting of Buddha is continuous.

The three-inch golden Buddha suddenly collapsed the space, and the space within three zhang was cracked like a porcelain bottle.

Seeing this, Yang Ji hurriedly retreated.

The three-inch golden Buddha fell into nothingness and seemed to have lost its support point, and the golden Buddha spread out and turned into tadpole runes again.

The tadpole rune also evolved, turning decay into magic, from complex to simple, into three simplified runes.

Those three runes are vaguely the "Buddha Sutra"!

"The Buddha Sutra?"

Yang Ji's expression moved slightly, although he had never heard of this exercise, he did not doubt its strength.

Generally speaking, only the Buddhas of the Buddha sect are qualified to practice such sutras.

How could this demon be alone?

He couldn't think that this was the city lord of Baxuan City who happened to kill a Buddha son, and let the blood refining array refine his flesh and blood essence and divine soul memories and then absorb it for Demon Gu.

You know, the Buddha is a genius at the same level as the Taoist, how can such a character be killed casually?

Besides, how can such scriptures be revealed casually? How can a small blood refining array be able to refine the scriptures that contain Buddhist principles?

Yang Ji didn't believe it.

This little demon lonely actually has a supreme Buddhist scripture, and there must be a lot of greasy in it.

Yang Ji grabbed the demon Gu and held it in his hand, his mood couldn't calm down for a long time, these scriptures were too powerful.

Written in the air, every word is condensed with Buddha rhyme, with mysterious and unpredictable power, and space can not bear.

And he is already psychic, he wants to enlighten, just three words, all of them give him a headache, obviously not allowed by the scriptures, because he is not destined to be a person.

Even if a scripture of this level is forcibly incorporated into the mind, it will dissipate into a great avenue and become invisible.

Coming from the Tao and entering the Tao, they disappeared without a trace.

Yang Ji knew that if he was not allowed by the scriptures, he would not be able to practice even if he wrote it, so he looked at the demon Gu in his hand, sighed at its great creation, and immediately asked, "Where did you come from this scripture?"

Demon Gu looked at Yang Ji, hesitated, but still said, "I am an ordinary mushroom in the lower world, but I was born by bathing in the magic light and listening to the Buddha's teachings, so I gave birth to spirituality and wisdom, and became a little holy medicine."

"After I was accidentally picked by the Eight Xuan City Lord and others, I even absorbed a lot of monks' divine soul fragments, so I learned about human nature."

"Actually, this sutra was given to me by a senior in a black robe with loose hair."

"I vaguely remember that senior who claimed to be a Buddha and a demon, saying that I had been with him for many years, and he gave me a chance."

"As soon as I pointed out, the Buddha's light emerged, and there was an additional tadpole rune in my mind, and I fell into a deep sleep."

"When I woke up, the Buddha and Demon Ancestors had disappeared."

"That is, not long after the past, I was picked and taken away by the Baxuan City Lord and others."

(Buddha and Demon appeared, another super giant after Fu Dongliu.) ）