At the foot of Zhao Yi is a high mountain, surrounded by a large river under the mountain, the blue waves are monstrous, surging, and the momentum is huge.

When ordinary people see this situation, they must first be amazed by the magnificence of mountains and rivers, and their hearts are broken.

Zhao Yi does not have these leisure elegances at all.

Especially the male protagonist has just said mysteriously before, "If you encounter a mountain, you will stop, and if you encounter water, you will retreat", but Zhao Yi appeared in this environment surrounded by mountains and rivers in the next second.

It's also too much of a coincidence.

Zhao Yi can't think about it too much.

It's just that Zhao Yi looked around and found that this secret realm was extremely empty.

Aside from the sound of the rushing river, nothing unusual was observed.

"Isn't it here?"

As soon as Zhao Yi's thought came up, he suddenly saw a little golden light in the mountain stream in the distance.

In the empty valley, that little bit of golden light was very eye-catching.

Zhao Yi's attention was immediately attracted.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Zhao Yi looked at the golden light, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes showed a sudden look.

"It turned out to be the bald donkeys!"

When Zhao Yi looked into the valley, he saw that the golden light was nothing else, but a huge "swastika".

The swastika is the symbol of the Buddha.

The swastika appears in the valley, indicating that this is the stronghold of the remnants of Buddhism.

Zhao Yi also understood at this time.

The crisis that the male protagonist spied on in the long river of time should be on those monks in Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Zhao Yi was very curious.

That's how the strength of the Little Lei Yin Temple is.

When the abbot Huilun saw Zhao Yi coming to the door, he didn't even have the courage to make a move and ran away directly.

Where did these monks have the courage to calculate him?

Zhao Yi suddenly thought of his comments and rumors in the world of cultivating immortals.

Zhao Yi's reputation in the world of cultivating immortals is not very good.

Because of Zhao Yi's behavior of constantly robbing the secret realms of the major sects, almost all the sects hated him to the core.

It's just that they are afraid of the strong strength of the Zhao clan, and those sects dare not speak out.

Neither dared to seek revenge from Zhao Yi, nor did he dare to publicize it, so in the end he could only pinch his nose and endure it.

didn't dare to speak out on the surface, but secretly spread rumors about Zhao Yi never stopped.

Over the years, Zhao Yi's reputation in the immortal cultivation world is almost as good as that of a street rat.

Among them, the most publicized is the waste material qualification that Zhao Yi cannot cultivate.

Zhao Yi saw that in the valley in the distance, the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple unconcealed the word "swastika", looking like they were holding the victory and winning the game, and the expression on their faces suddenly became very strange.

He was looking forward to the group of monks coming over violently, but he found that the rumors in the immortal cultivation world were wrong, and Zhao Yi was not a waste material for mermaids.

On the contrary, they tried their best but couldn't even break through Zhao Yi's defenses.

It must have been a great scene.

Zhao Yi was thinking about it, and suddenly saw the word "swastika" Jinguang Dasheng, obviously those monks also discovered Zhao Yi.

Like a small sun, the brilliant golden light first illuminated the valley, then enveloped the mountains and rivers, and finally spread towards the edge of the secret realm.

Zhao Yi was tied up in the golden light for the first time.

He didn't run.

One is that there is no need to run, and the other is that you can't run away.

Zhao Yi's physical body has been tempered by the Chaos Storm several times in the small world, and the strength of his physical body is probably not comparable to even the sages of the half-orc world.

Although the half-orcs are famous for their physical strength, they do not have the conditions to be as extravagant as Zhao Yi to quench their bodies with the world-destroying god thunder.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Zhao Yi stands there and does not move, there are not many people in the three thousand small world who can hurt him.

I am afraid that the only one who can completely crush Zhao Yi is the existence of the Great Dao Sage level like the True Dragon.

Zhao Yi can be sure that the Buddha Sect definitely does not have the power of the Dao Sage Realm.

After all, the path of the Buddha that the Buddha grasped was not complete.

The Buddha light is still behind the male protagonist's head.

Since there was no Great Dao Sage, Zhao Yi was not worried about the methods of the Buddha Sect at all.

In addition, Zhao Yi's inability to run is also a reason.

The monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple didn't know how long they had been preparing, and the golden light spread extremely fast, and Zhao Yi was enveloped in almost the blink of an eye.

In such a short period of time, Zhao Yi's pitted flight speed couldn't escape at all.

Anyway, I can't run, so instead of flying up and showing cowardice, it's better to stay put.

The monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple seem to be very confident in the golden light of the word "swastika".

After seeing Zhao Yi shrouded in golden light, the monks who were hiding in the valley flew out.

Zhao Yi looked up and really saw a familiar face in the crowd.

The fat host of the Little Lei Yin Temple, Hui Lun.

Hui Lun flew in front of all the monks, without the embarrassment he had in Xiaoleiyin Temple before, his robe was blown by the wind, and his face was full of arrogance.

In the blink of an eye, Hui Lun led the monks to the front, and finally stopped outside Zhao Yi's three zhangs.

Zhao Yi nodded secretly in his heart.

This Huilun is worthy of being the head of the Buddhist sect and the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Even if the time and place are all taken up, in the face of a mortal like Zhao Yi, Huilun still maintains enough vigilance.

Three zhang distance, not far and not close.

Even if Zhao Yi had a magic weapon on his body, such a long distance was enough for the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple to react.

"Amitabha!"

Huilun clasped his hands together, exhaled the Buddha name, and looked at Zhao Yi with a smile.

"Poor monk Huilun, meet His Royal Highness the Prince!"

After Hui Lun saluted, the monks who followed him also saluted Zhao Yi at the same time.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yi suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

Zhao Yi's divine soul has grown incomparably after several tempering, and after the divine consciousness is released, it is easy to feel the mood fluctuations of other people.

Zhao Yi's strange thing was that whether it was Huilun or the monks who followed him, none of them had murderous or aggressive energy.

On the contrary, Zhao Yi felt kindness from these monks.

Goodwill?

Zhao Yi almost thought that there was something wrong with his divine sense.

Are these monks crazy?

As long as they are in their right minds, it is impossible to have a trace of kindness towards Zhao Yi!

But judging from the previous arrangement of these monks, coupled with the posture of maintaining a vigilant distance at this time, it doesn't look like they are sick in the brain.

So, that's not right!

You must know that Zhao Yi not only destroyed Xiaoleiyin Temple, but even cut off half of the mountaintop of Mount Meru, the Buddha's dojo.

For those who practice Buddhism, Zhao Yi's cultivation is tantamount to digging up the ancestral grave of the Buddha.

Those monks didn't fight with him, they actually had kindness to him.

It's outrageous!

Zhao Yi was impatient to talk to these guys, and asked straight to the point: "What do you want to do?" ”

In the face of Zhao Yi's bad attitude, there was nothing abnormal on Huilun's face.

He looked at Zhao Yi, folded his hands, and showed a smile on his face when the Buddha was holding flowers.

"Amitabha!"

Huilun is fat and fat, looking like Maitreya Buddha, and he squints when he finishes speaking, and he keeps smiling on his face, as if he doesn't care about everything.

Facing Zhao Yi's questioning, Huilun responded with a smile:

"The Buddha's decree, please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to go to the audience!"

Buddha?

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly.

"The Buddha is here?"

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