"Who the hell is being suppressed here? There was actually a hint of the aura of the Shura clan in the white clouds around the coffin. Monks, Shura, this is completely impossible to intersect. Brahma Glass Heaven and Shura Heaven are not only separated by a Haoran Heaven, but also an extraterritorial Heaven. How could the Buddha have suppressed a Shura in the mortal world of the human race? ”

Xu Fan's eyes sank, and he really couldn't understand that the appearance of the Buddha's temple here surprised him in his heart, not to mention that it might suppress a Shura clansman.

The big white mist slowly lingered around the coffin, and many vajra and bodhisattvas in the Buddha's hall did not react at all. Even if it is a bronze and gold body, it should have a perception.

The secret here is not something he can get involved in now, and when his strength is weak, he has to turn a blind eye to the secret that he should not have touched.

However, the heaven and earth spiritual essence contained in the golden body of many vajra and bodhisattvas in the Buddha's hall, he was disrespectful.

Xu Fan's eyes flashed with cold light, and his figure flew forward rapidly. Floating down under a statue of King Kong dozens of feet high, stretching out his right hand, one finger lightly touched the lotus platform below the bronze statue, and a wisp of qi slowly invaded.

"I don't know how long this vajra bronze statue has been in the Buddha's hall, and it actually contains such a full spiritual essence of heaven and earth."

Xu Fan glanced back at the dozens of bronze statues in the Buddha's hall, and said with a smile, "If there are so many heaven and earth spiritual essences contained in each bronze statue, it is estimated that all the cracks on Zhenjie's body will be restored." ”

Xu Fan was happy in his heart, and shook the dilapidated gourd in his hand happily, "Really understand, you are lucky this time!" ”

A palm slapped on the high platform of the bronze statue, and a qi machine gushed out from the palm of the hand, rushing towards the bronze statue of King Kong, and soon found the spirit of heaven and earth in the bronze statue of King Kong.

Xu Fan gave up the unique qi traction technique of Daomen, and instead used the most ordinary and ordinary qi traction technique to pour the heaven and earth spirit in the King Kong bronze statue into the dilapidated gourd little by little.

There is a difference between the Tao and Buddhism between Haoran Heaven and Brahma Liulitian, and if he uses the Dao Gate Traction Technique, he may get twice the result with half the effort, and eventually attract the attention of the people behind the scenes.

Therefore, the speed of the heaven and earth spirit that was drawn out of the bronze statue of King Kong was extremely slow. Xu Fan had no choice but to stand beside the bronze statue of King Kong and sweep the Buddha's temple at will.

No matter what the purpose of the Shura clan is, and what role the Buddhist monks play in it, it is not something that he can participate in now. He didn't bother to care, even if the Heavenly Dao collapsed, there was a real saint ancestor to worry about.

The top priority is to seize the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Essence here, nourish the True Solution Gourd with the pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and then leave this forbidden place as soon as possible.

Time passed little by little, and Xu Fan walked past one after another bronze statues of King Kong and Bodhisattva. Whenever the dilapidated gourd devours the heaven and earth spirit in the body of a bronze statue of King Kong and Bodhisattva, the golden bronze statue will dim a little.

After Xu Fan used the true solution gourd to devour most of the heaven and earth spirit essence in the body of the bronze statue, he could clearly feel that the golden light in the Buddha's hall had dimmed a lot, and the white clouds around the coffin were still lingering beside the coffin, without the slightest movement.

Xu Fan always stood on the back of the bronze statue, his expression was tense, once the coffin was abnormal, he would withdraw and fly away from here as soon as possible, even if most of the heaven and earth spirits in the bronze statues of King Kong and Buddha were not swallowed by the true solution gourd.

And in the white mist that Xu Fan didn't notice, there was a pair of blurred eyes that were always staring at his every move, and every time Xu Fan used the traction technique to extract the heaven and earth spirit essence in the bronze statue, there would be an evil smile in those blurred eyes.

It seems that every time Xu Fan devours the heaven and earth spirit in a bronze statue, its body will be released a little.

The two sides are in this tacit understanding, and it continues.

When the last crack on the dilapidated gourd disappeared, Xu Fan shook the wine gourd with satisfaction, and the cyan light glowed on the surface of the true solution gourd.

"There's still a shortage of good wine. Now the cracks on your gourd have been repaired. The next step is to nourish the spirituality with good wine, and it won't be too far before we meet again. ”

Xu Fan looked up at the only ten bronze statues of King Kong and Bodhisattva in front of him, towering and towering, and his head almost touched the ten thousand Buddha figures carved on the caisson.

Around the coffin, in the white clouds, those eyes carried a touch of hope, as long as Xu Fan devoured the heaven and earth spirit in the remaining ten bronze statues, it could quickly break into the coffin and occupy the things in the coffin.

But at this moment, Xu Fan actually stopped.

The hope and enthusiasm in those eyes gradually became cold, sending out a chill that pierced the bone marrow.

Xu Fan, who was not far away, didn't notice anything in the white mist, although he had been vigilant about the changes around the coffin, he didn't find any strange changes in it, but he felt that the white cloud might contain some aura similar to that of the Yin Yang Sect Master.

Although he was always vigilant, there were not many incarnated fogs outside his body in the white clouds.

After all, this is the Buddha's temple, and even if the monks of the Shura clan come in person, they may not be able to break the chain prohibition around the coffin.

As if sensing a touch of malice, Xu Fan's body shuddered, his eyes fell on the coffin, and only then did he raise his leg and take a step, and the true solution gourd in his palm shook slightly, as if to remind him.

Xu Fan's footsteps were put back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the white clouds that fell around the coffin pondered for a moment, but he still gave up the urge to come forward to investigate.

Seriously, he was still curious in his heart after all, who the Buddha suppressed the Shura clan here.

But in the end, under the reminder of the true solution gourd, Xu Fan still extinguished the curiosity in his heart, turned around and retreated, and walked very decisively.

"Little donor, help me..."

An extremely weak voice came out of the coffin, the voice seemed to come from the depths of the distant void, ethereal, holy, and made people not be vigilant.

Xu Fan's flying figure stopped, looked back at the coffin, frowned slightly, and said vigilantly, "Who?" ”

"Me? I can't remember clearly, my memory is blurred, and only a few memory fragments remain. The ethereal voice came out of the coffin again.

Xu Fan looked carefully, glanced at the coffin, and then at the white clouds around the coffin, convinced that the sound was not coming from the white clouds.

He floated down on the stone slab of the palace and said in a deep voice, "I don't even know who you are, how can I save it?" If you are a great devil, wouldn't I have done a wrong thing if I rescued you? This is a temple of the Buddha, how can the people who suppress it be good? ”

"I..." The voice in the coffin seemed to hesitate, and seemed to be recalling, and after a long silence, Xu Fan could clearly see at this moment that there was actually a phantom in the white cloud that was desperately rushing towards the coffin, and there was only less than half a foot between the phantom and the coffin.

But the phantom rushed very hard, a distance of less than half a foot, as if separated by a moat.

"I'm not a demon, I am, I'm the Great Noble Truth." The coffin resounded with that holy voice, as if it really came from the mouth of a Buddha shining with light.

"The Noble Truth?"

Hearing these two words, Xu Fan was shocked.

This is absolutely impossible, how can the Holy Truth be suppressed in the Buddha's temple, and even use the bronze statues of Vajra and Bodhisattva to sit in the town, and do not hesitate to use the Ten Thousand Buddha Pictures of Brahma Liulitian to suppress it.

"You say you are the Noble Truth, what proof do you have?" Xu Fan's frowning brows furrowed even tighter, how could a holy truth be suppressed in the Buddha's hall.

The Buddha, in the Brahma Liuli Heaven is in charge of the power of the Buddha Domain, there are four noble truths under the Buddha, and they are equal in strength to the strong people of the Daomen Holy Realm.

According to this calculation, the strength of the people in the coffin is far beyond the realm of Xu Fan when he fell in his previous life.

The Buddha's hall was unusually silent, and the golden light on the ten bronze statues of Vajra and Bodhisattva was bright, while the remaining bronze statues were dull. Xu Fan stood on the gap between the bright and the dim, staring at the coffin, waiting for the other party's reply.

"Evidence?" Let a noble truth prove that it is a noble truth, and if it is not suppressed, maybe it can be proved by the strength of the noble truth, and then the noble truth still needs to be proven?

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that one day, I would fall into the point where I need to prove that I am the Great Noble Truth." A low, bitter voice came from the coffin, slowly drifting away in the empty Buddha's hall.

Originally, it was a forbidden place for Buddhist monks to suppress the Shura clan, but I didn't expect it to be a holy truth realm power. Xu Fan's brows furrowed tightly, not knowing what to do.

Rescue each other? Don't say whether he has the strength now. Xu Fan was silent for a moment and hesitated, "How can I rescue you?" ”

"The clouds around the coffin were dispersed instantly. For the rest, you can't help me for the time being. As soon as the voice in the coffin fell, Xu Fan could clearly see that the white clouds around the coffin were really trembling.

Xu Fan nodded silently and said "Okay".

Asking him to open the coffin and rescue the people inside is difficult for a strong man, and with his current strength, he can't do it at all.

More than half an hour later, when Xu Fan flew to the stone steps of the main entrance of the Buddha's hall, and looked down at the phantom "Xu Fan", his brows frowned slightly again, it was okay for him to leave, but this phantom would still be a trouble.

Xu Fan pinched his eyebrows, and his face showed a touch of helplessness, and he had to trouble "really solving" the gourd.

"Really understand, I'm going to trouble you again. I hope you don't blame me when you receive your soul. ”

Xu Fan untied the worn-out gourd tied around his waist, "gurgling ~ gurgling ~" took a few big sips, spit out a mouthful of wine happily, and slowly rubbed the thumb of his right hand against the small gap on the worn gourd.

The next moment, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and his right hand suddenly threw out the dilapidated gourd.

"Whoosh~"

The speed of the true solution gourd was extremely fast, and it continued to fly over the nearly 100 stone steps tens of zhang high, crossing the white light curtain, leaving a one-person thick passage, Xu Fan followed the afterimage of the true solution gourd, and followed closely.

A gourd remnant and a vague figure passed through the stone steps more than 100 zhang long in the blink of an eye.

The phantom "Xu Fan" raised his eyes slightly, only to sense a touch of danger approaching, and it shattered, and the phantom was "smashed" out of dozens of holes by the dilapidated gourd, and there were gourd-sized holes everywhere on the head, arms, body, legs and feet.

Xu Fan saw at a glance that the phantom "Xu Fan" in front of him was full of holes, and he couldn't distinguish his true appearance and physical characteristics at all.

The true solution gourd continued to "smash" for more than ten breaths, leaving countless holes in the phantom "Xu Fan", almost covering his whole body.

Looking at the phantom in front of him, which was already indistinguishable, Xu Fan nodded with satisfaction, made a move with his right hand, and the true solution gourd flew back into his hand with a "whoosh".

His eyes dimmed a little, without the little surprise just now, looking at the shallow crack on the dilapidated gourd in his hand, he secretly said sadly, "Really understand, don't blame me, I don't have any other way now." The image of the Bodhi mustard seed phantom can only be dispersed by you, and it can only allow you to recover your spirituality a little later. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ”