Chapter Eighty-Five: The Pavilion of the Scriptures

"At the benefactor's benefactor, there is a matter of old decay to stop"

Miao Pharaoh Ancestor suddenly said, Ying Yuan was a little strange and looked at him.

Immediately, Miao Pharaoh Ancestor and Ying Yuan whispered for a while, and the expression on Ying Yuan's face became more and more strange, but he still nodded and agreed to Miao Pharaoh Ancestor.

Chengzhou in the west, Qinghai forest

Wang Dazhi's figure walked out of the sea of trees, his face was expressionless, and he did not continue to hide before. The surrounding Xiaoyao Gate has all retreated, and his crisis has been temporarily lifted, so he has recovered from his previous injuries. However, during the last escape, the deputy master of the Xiaoyao Gate still found him, and injured his body with a blow, and also left a mark on his body, which could not be erased unless Hu Yanjun died.

"Damn Ying Yuan, I'll make you cry and beg for mercy!"

Wang Dazhi slammed his fist on the big tree next to him, and instantly collapsed a whole tree.

After venting his emotions, Wang Dazhi looked up at the high mountain in the distance, that was his purpose this time, and now his injury is healed, but secretly there is still the Xiaoyaomen eyeing him, and he must redouble his heart.

To get to the Fanyin Gate, in addition to passing through Fujiko Country, you also need to pass through the largest desert in Chengzhou in the west, the Rolla Desert. However, there are many fierce demon beasts lurking in the Lola Desert, and according to Wang Dazhi's cultivation in the Ninefold Human Period at the moment, there should be no problem in breaking through.

Finally, after checking his situation again and making sure that there was no problem, Wang Dazhi took up his sword and flew towards the west. Since he was moving at full speed, he couldn't take in all the things around him, but because of this, he quickly came to the range of the Brahma Gate.

In the range of the Fanyin Gate, there are many monks patrolling, the warrior monks of the Fanyin Gate are notoriously powerful, Wang Dazhi is not considered to come to the door according to the normal method, he restrained his breath, and took advantage of the change of guard of the warrior monks of the mountain gate, and slipped into the Zheng of the mountain gate

There are also many green trees everywhere in Fanyinmen, Wang Dazhi's whereabouts have not been revealed, he shuttles through the woods with his heart, trying not to make noise as much as possible, so that he can spend this place safe and sound.

The purpose of Wang Dazhi to come to the Sanskrit Gate is to find the relics of the Vajra monk Shi Zhan in the Futu Pagoda in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Among the four monks of the Sanskrit Sound Gate, the exercises of the Vajra Monk are the most masculine and powerful, which is very suitable for Wang Dazhi, that is, the mysterious Rao needs, as long as the relics of the Vajra Monk are devoured, then Wang Dazhi's cultivation will be promoted to a very terrifying status, and then it will be easy to plunder Ying Yuan's body.

Just as he was making a plan, Wang Dazhi came to his destination, in front of the Scripture Pavilion.

The scripture pavilion of the Fanyin Gate is known as the most comprehensive study room in the whole continent, whether it is exercises or history books, the scripture pavilion of the Fanyin Gate has everything, after all, there are many extinct books, which can also be found in the scripture pavilion. It is precisely because of this that many monks are extremely yearning for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Sanskrit Sound Gate, but the Sanskrit Sound Gate has strict precepts, even if it is a disciple of the sect, they need permission to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before they can enter, otherwise they will all be served by the rules.

In the face of such a strict guard, Wang Dazhi had little fear.

He squatted on the canopy not far away, constricting his breath to the extreme, lying motionless in the canopy, waiting for an opportunity.

However, the density of the rotation of warrior monks far exceeded that of the mountain gate, and Wang Dazhi did not find a chance to enter, but he was not anxious, but kept waiting, he knew that there would be a chance, as long as it was a person, he would definitely be negligent. So he waited patiently again.

The warrior monks on rotation changed batch after batch, but none of them noticed that in the canopy not far away, there was a person who had been eyeing this place. They rotate according to the normal work, and each step is calculated just right, as rigorous as a computer.

However, human beings will be negligent after all.

Wang Dazhi waited on the canopy for nearly four years, and finally ushered in an opportunity, this time the rotation of the warrior monks is relatively young, not familiar with the rotation mechanism, guarding the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the two warrior monks, one suddenly had something, let the other guard.

Now is the only chance!

Wang Dazhi's divine sense instantly expanded, and he had an unobstructed view of the surrounding situation, there were only these two warrior monks in the vicinity, and one of them was about to leave.

Wang Dazhi's body stretched, and he slowly arched his body, waiting for the warrior monk to leave. After the warrior monk explained the matter, he left the Scripture Pavilion.

"It's now!"

Wang Dazhi's body was like a gust of wind, directly skimming over several tree crowns, and instantly hid his breath after landing on the ground, taking advantage of the fact that another young warrior monk was shaking his mind, his body was like a ghost, dodging continuously, and directly crashed into the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the power of space was instantly harmonious, not even revealing much fluctuation, and at this time, the wind rose.

A gust of wind blew in his face, and the warrior monk couldn't help but yawn, in his eyes, there was nothing abnormal around, and at this time, Wang Dazhi had already entered the Zheng of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Fanyin Gate is located in a world, and the inside is very large, with a spiral structure, full of books and bookshelves, and a smell of books.

But there was no one inside, no one, and there was only Wang Dazhi in the huge, tower-like Scripture Pavilion at the moment. Wang Dazhi was not interested in these books and exercises at all, he took off into the air and went towards the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there was a portal, and the place where the portal was transmitted was the Futu Pagoda, which stored the relics born after the death of the monks over the years.

Successfully came to the portal, Wang Dazhi was very careful, waited for a while, and made sure that there were no traps before stepping into the portal Zheng

The scene in front of him changed, Wang Dazhi felt a little uncomfortable, and then came to a stone tower, this stone tower has a total of nine floors, is the nine-story floating temple established by the Fanyin Gate, he walked to the door, all the way was very quiet, and he was also as much as possible heart, not to make extraneous branches.

Walking to the door of the Futu Pagoda unharmed, Wang Dazhi sensed it with his divine sense, and found that there were many huge breaths inside, preventing him from exploring the situation inside the Futu Tower, but he didn't expect that after so many years, these relics still exude such a powerful and orthodox aura. Wang Dazhi resisted the ecstasy in his heart, and now it is the last step, and it is also the most important step, and the more he reaches the end, the more he can't relax.

He gently pushed the stone door, and then his body retreated, and he distanced himself from the stone gate.

The heavy stone door was pushed open a bit, revealing a gap, and nothing else. Wang Dazhi was fully armed, waited for a while, and found that there was no mechanism, so he breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the stone gate, pushed the stone gate open to a large size for him to advance alone, and walked in.

Entering the Futu Pagoda, he was immediately enveloped by the powerful aura of the Sanskrit Sound Gate, and the relics here still had such pure power!

Wang Dazhi was overjoyed in his heart, but he still shook his head to calm himself down, the relics on the first layer were not what he wanted, this to the fifth layer were left by the monk's death, and the sixth to ninth layers were the merit relics left by the monks after completing the grand wish, and the relics he wanted were the merit relics, that is, the ones left by the liberation, in the seventh layer!

Although the surrounding relics are very attractive, the purpose of this trip is only to release the merit relics.