After bidding farewell to Qingyun Dao Chief, Bai Yu continued to walk forward.

After a while, they reached the edge of a stream that had cracked.

How do streams crack?

It's like a broken screen, and although the screen is broken, the picture below is still intact, but it looks fragmented.

This proves that there must have been a great war before, and the result is that the Dragon Vein Realm has not had time to repair itself.

It can be seen more and more that the deeper the dragon vein realm is five hundred years ago, the more dangerous it becomes.

Bai Yu couldn't help but think of a game called Delivery Simulator.

The main gameplay in it is to send express delivery, which inevitably requires trekking through mountains and rivers and running around.

It's also a game that can be played online, and you can use facilities built by other players, and then a group of players with ideas directly built a high-speed passage in the game, and since then the road has been unobstructed, and it is hard to turn the West Heaven into an infrastructure and logistics simulator.

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade.

The construction of the dragon vein realm is the result of the implementation of generations, and the road to the dragon vein realm after five hundred years has become so simple, obviously it is indispensable to the education of each generation, and the result of the changes of the times.

The monk must have been quite old, his whole body was like a clay Buddha statue, full of folds, and a monk's robe proved his identity as an ascetic monk, dusty and patched, looking drooping and old, but only two long and falling snow-white eyebrows were extremely clean and fluttering in the wind.

In Great Xia, the true cultivation of Buddhism has rarely appeared, even in the Xuantian Division, there are not many, and the number of Buddhist cultivators who can reach the realm of the unsullied golden body is even rarer, and in the Great Xia of the twenty-first century, the number may not be enough at all.

After a year and a half, this is the first time I have met a Buddhist master who is serious about the eight classics.

After following the sound, I noticed that in the middle of a group of stone Buddha sculptures, there was actually a real monk sitting.

"What? Is there a cliff ahead?" Bai Yu asked.

"And this road was built by your family?"

Bai Yu faced the pressure of the Buddha sect like a rolling wave.

The monk's aura was extremely restrained, almost to the point where the movement was real.

Bai Yu thought that there was going to be a fight, but only ten seconds had passed after the old monk opened his eyes, and he closed his eyes again.

Among the top ten in Great Xia, only one is a true Buddhist cultivator.

"Donor, turn back to the shore." The old monk spoke.

The old monk spoke, "So...... Forgive the poor monk for his offense!"

"Poor monks don't speak."

Bai Yu was about to walk forward when he suddenly heard a voice 'Donor, please stay.'

"Then why can't you pass?"

The old monk who was like a clay sculpture suddenly moved a finger, and in an instant, the gray mud covering his body appeared like a cracked shell, and a golden light appeared under the crack, and the sound of the crack was extremely slight, but it was like a thunderclap.

"Danger." The monk said, "Remembering that it is not easy for the benefactor to cultivate himself, it is better to turn back as soon as possible...... The poor monk deliberately stayed here to persuade others to turn back, so as not to give up their lives in vain."

As he opened his eyes, in an instant, there was a majesty of the lion's angry eyes, and the original sleepy feeling of decay was also swept away after opening his eyes, as if the majestic momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers swept away.

"It's not."

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, his right hand applied the fearless seal, the golden light bloomed all over his body, and a mud gray robe quickly fell off, a good real person appeared, and the surrounding seemed to reverberate with a burst of Sanskrit sounds, constantly echoing between the Buddha carvings, and the solemn monk of the treasure was like a monk who had reached the realm of the golden body.

Bai Yu said, "If I have to go?"

The old monk closed his eyes, the luster of the golden body converged, and he pronounced Amitabha.

"It's the poor monk who has looked away, and the donor has such a cultivation realm at a young age."

"Ascending to the four realms, but not cultivating the Taoist Huang Ting, not seeking the artistic conception of martial arts, and not seeking a golden body...... Do not cultivate external forces, only cultivate your own body, and the spirit is vast

The sea, vast and immense, is a world that is unique in the world, and it is difficult to find one who has been side by side throughout the ages."

"When the poor monk sees this, he knows the vastness of the world."

Bai Yu just wanted to show his weapon, but suddenly he was hit by a rainbow fart.

"Ugh...... Thank you?" He scratched his head, "So I don't fight, can I?"

"The donor is the pride of the world, and he can go." The old monk smiled: "The old monk knows that he can't stop it...... It's just that I still have to be reminded that turning back is the shore, and in front of me is a great demon."

Bai Yu became interested: "Huh?"

"The great demon is sucking on the spirit and resentment in this dragon vein, and his strength is growing day by day, and the poor monk knows that he is invincible, but he can't just see people to die."

"You were a discouraged brother in your last life...... How many people have been persuaded to leave?"

"The donor is the one hundred and seventy-third person who came, and five people have passed, and none of them have been returned, either dead or returned."

"Uh-huh......" Bai Yu didn't rush forward, but sat down cross-legged and asked, "I heard you just said that 'it is difficult to have a person who is side by side', it seems that you have seen someone similar to me?"

"The donor has something to say."

"I've just started this realm, and I don't know its mysteries." Bai Yu spread out his hand: "After Wufu stepped into the realm of a generation of grandmasters, his strength increased greatly; And I don't feel like I'm getting stronger by leaps and bounds, but I don't know exactly where I'm getting stronger."

Asking this monk is completely on a whim, and in the face of an ancient man more than five hundred years ago, it doesn't matter if he talks about it, it is impossible for the other party to leak his privacy, even if it is leaked, it is meaningless, and he is not in Daxia five hundred years ago.

"The donor does not have a teacher, he is in the realm of self-exploration, so he will naturally feel difficult to enter the realm."

The old monk paused and reopened his eyes: "The poor monk is not good at saying truths other than Buddhism, he only knows that if there is such a state as a donor, no matter what direction he practices, it should be twice the result with half the effort.

"Add water ......" Bai Yu scratched his head, "I have learned enough supernatural powers, exercises, and skills."

"No, no, no." The old monk shook his head and smiled: "It is water that needs to be added, not water vapor, otherwise with the big day on the donor's chest, ordinary water vapor will be steamed."

Bai Yu was stunned: "Are you asking me to seek the Tao?"

"Yes, of course."

"But isn't seeking the word the same as canonization?"

"Yes, of course."

"I'm all canonized, and the realm will stagnate?"

Bai Yuxin said that this is not a dead cycle?

The old monk smiled heartily and said, "Cultivation is like this, it is not difficult for those who know, but it is not difficult for those who are difficult, it is easy to go from one to two, but it is difficult to start from nothing, and what many people lack is precisely that first step."

"Come on, it's Buddhism again." Bai Yu sighed, bored with himself, and then patted his knees and stood up: "I'll go see the big demon."

"Donor, remember that the wind is howling."

Bai Yu snorted and walked forward.

After chatting for a few words, I felt a little more like the rivers and lakes, and I couldn't help but pat my sleeves, losing half of my youthful chivalry.

Speaking of chivalry, Ren Nanbei has done it before, but when he mentions those rivers and lakes, he will sigh that he is too young, and he will get tired of getting used to it, after all, there are no rivers and lakes in modern Daxia, so he is a little sorry that he was not born three hundred years early.

Bai Yu felt that if Ren Nanbei had been born three hundred years earlier, he might have become someone else's dish before he could develop it.

Five hundred years ago, in Great Xia, even if you could only glimpse a scale and a half claw from the dragon vein realm, you could still feel the unique atmosphere of the ancient rivers and lakes.

Come to think of it, it must be much more lively and dangerous than Rome.

The Roman countryside was either rife with robbers or a cult at work.

Bai Yu feels that there is no passion for brushing monsters, and anyone who comes has to involve tens of thousands of words of love and hatred

, that's the flavor of rivers and lakes.

It's just that because there are too many transcendent factors in this world, and there is such a thing as "demon seed", what people in the rivers and lakes often say, "going mad" is no longer an adjective, but a perverted development of the eight classics, directly turning from a human to a demon.

In modern society, even if there is a Yama Luosi, it can not completely eradicate the disaster of the demon seed, and it is even more so in ancient times, the so-called battle between the good and the devil is more like a nest fight that has lasted for many years, if it were not for the powerful demonicide of Rahu and the followers of the murderous star to achieve a wonderful ecological balance, it would have become a breeding base for demons long ago with the three melons and two dates on the rivers and lakes, after all, the most important thing for the people in the rivers and lakes is hatred, violence and desire.

The rivers and lakes are not so good, Ren Nanbei misses the rivers and lakes, perhaps because he can justifiably draw a knife and kill people.

Bai Yu crossed the stream and walked all the way to the front, and the stream had turned into a river.

The river is as wide as 20 zhang, and under the turbulent river and on the left and right banks, there are many sculptures, some are Buddha statues, some are stupas.

I don't know if this is a landscape that existed in ancient times or a scene randomly synthesized by the Dragon Vein Realm.

Right in the middle of the riverbank, a large Buddha sits in the middle of the river, and the water has overflowed its chest, revealing only a palm that rests on its chest.

At the tip of the middle finger of the palm, there is a shadow.

It was the great demon who had persuaded many people to leave.

Bai Yu looked at the shadow curiously, and thought to himself that it was also wonderful.

In the dragon vein realm five hundred years ago and a great demon five hundred years ago, there is a feeling of walking into history and witnessing history becoming history.

Maybe it's all fate?

Suddenly, the shadow moved.

It flew over at an angle that violated the conventional mechanical posture and any principle of light work, like a continuous movement and flickering in the air, falling down without a trace like a fallen leaf, and smashing straight into the river.

The surface of the river then sinks, and the turbulent flow is followed by a stagnation, like pressing the gourd to float the scoop, one disappears and the other grows, and the water surface under the feet of the white elm is directly raised three zhang.

Bai Yu looked down at the black shadow condescendingly, and the top of the other party's head also showed bright red letters.

He pronounced the somewhat awkward name.

"Female... Evil..."

The danger level is shown as a question mark, and although it is not canonized, it has already surpassed the fourth order.

No one knows how much threshold there is between the fourth and fifth orders...... Maybe the Peak, the Great Perfection, the Half-Step Fifth Order, and the Quasi-Fifth Order are all different?

Bai Yu stepped on the surface of the water on his toes, and the dragon snake that nine rivers conjured out of the water galloped out, strangling towards the shadows, and the ground killing machine had been used to deal with the masters of the same level, but it was not enough to stop the dark shadows, this big demon passed through the layers of intertwined water dragons, the five fingers were gently intertwined, and the air was like countless silk threads cutting through, the nine dragon snakes were torn apart, and the flowing water rolled into the rivers, and the big demon who was almost all wrapped in the majestic demonic energy could only glimpse a vague outline, and could not identify the true appearance at all, and arrived at Bai Yu in an instant, Stepping on it heavily, the Daxia people faced a kick that was enough to turn themselves into a two-dimensional one, swung their fists to meet it, and the two sides exchanged the first blow, Bai Yu fell under the river, and the river surface seemed to be pierced by a nail, revealing a three-meter diameter riverbed, and the black shadow followed, and the second step fell, the old routine was repeated, Bai Yu set up two hands to defend this time, and the figure sank again, and the black shadow floated up and then fell rapidly, the admonition said that it was only three, the big demon was Sanyang Kaitai, but this time the offensive route was too monotonous, Bai Yu will not continue to take the trick for the third time, change the strategy, grab the right leg of the big demon, turn the stars around, all the majestic force turned into torque force, and threw it at the center of the riverbank, and the black shadow smashed into the flowing water, as if falling into the hard mountain wall, directly hit the ten-meter water layer through it, flew up dozens of meters in the air with a whirl, and after unloading the force, it re-stayed on the top of the stone statue of the big Buddha.

After three breaths, Bai Yu broke through the river and stood at the tip of the middle finger of the stone statue of the Buddha, and raised his head to look at the demon on the head of the Buddha.

At this time, the two of them were not in a hurry, and in the movie, they should pull out two close-up shots of the face and the panorama of the scene, accompanied by a passionate Chinese dragon overture.

Bai Yu moves his wrists, which is peculiar to female evil

The surging demonic qi that was wrapped all over his body felt like a holy realm when he was beaten.

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