On Tiandu Peak, the weak Li Mao, who had been tortured by Junci, finally knew what a demon was.

For a whole hour, Jun Ci kept casting a gravity curse on it hundreds of times. If Li Mao knew how to commit suicide, it is estimated that he would have committed suicide by biting his tongue a long time ago.

And the initiator of the whole tragic incident was in an indescribably happy mood at this time. In this hour, Junci not only avenged Li Mao's contempt for his arrows, making the poor little beast have a word of suffering, but also became more and more proficient in gravity curse killing under continuous practice.

Now Junci can control the gravity curse to a very accurate level, which can make the cat run and make it not run fast.

Looking at the breathless Li Mao who was running in front of him, Junci's heart flashed a trace of unbearability, "Am I too cruel?"

But as soon as this thought flashed in his mind, he was ruthlessly extinguished by Jun Ci, "No, today you must let this Li cat remember, despise Jun Ye, Jun Ye is very angry, and the consequences are very serious." Junci, who has strengthened his faith, has increased the strength of his hand by two.

Jun Ci followed the poor cat through the jungle, and before he knew it, he came to a steep cliff. The exhausted Li Cat suddenly exerted its last potential, sped up its speed and jumped forward to the bottom of the cliff.

Jun Ci, who was dozens of meters away, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene. In fact, Jun Ci didn't intend to play Li Mao to death, in this hour, with the help of Li Mao, Jun Ci's gravity curse was close to the level of Great Perfection.

Originally, he planned to cultivate gravity curse killing for a while, and let go of this little beast with mixed grievances against him. But who would have thought that it would not be able to think of a way to commit suicide? Junci was a little puzzled and blamed himself.

Walking to the edge of the cliff with doubts, Junci stared down the cliff. With just one glance, Junci knew that Li Mao would not survive. The steep cliff close to ninety is bottomless as far as the eye can see. If you fall like this, it will be ten Li cats, and they will only have broken bones.

Sighing lightly, Junci prepared to leave with a hint of guilt, but a feeling of inappropriateness slowly rose in his heart. Suddenly, Jun Ci projected his divine consciousness towards the bottom of the cliff.

As soon as the divine sense was received, Junci's expression was a little strange, and he almost let this cunning Li cat fool him again.

About ten meters below the cliff, there is a protruding rock, and there is no problem at a glance. But when Junci scanned it with his divine sense, he found that under this protruding rock was a man-high cave. And the slight signs of life in the cave ** are the very chic fat Li cat who jumped off the cliff.

Somewhat surprised by the wisdom of Li Mao, Jun Ci used the Sky Guarding Technique to slowly descend towards the protrusion, and with a flick of his left hand, the protruding stone rolled and flew to the side.

Li Mao, who was resting and panting, saw that Junci had actually found his lair, and he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood upside down. Jun Ci smiled and stretched out his right hand, and as soon as he grabbed it in the air, Li Mao was sucked into Jun Ci's palm.

The fat Li cat finally gave in, and with tears in her eyes, she bent her two front paws and begged for mercy from Jun Ci.

Seeing such a humane scene of Li Mao, Junci, who had never planned to do anything to Li Mao, couldn't help laughing.

"Don't look at no one anymore. Jun Ci was no longer embarrassed by the cat, which would become nervous at any time, gently put it down, and then carefully looked at this imperceptible cave.

Obviously, this cave more than one person high was not dug by Li Mao, let alone formed naturally, and someone should have deliberately opened it up here.

Taking a few steps inside, Junci felt the light in the cave dim.

With a snap of his fingers, a golden ball of light appeared out of thin air, illuminating the dim cavern as if it were day.

No longer stopping, Junci walked briskly towards the depths of the cave. Not long after, Jun Ci walked to the end of the cave that was not very deep, and a monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes who was meditating with his eyes closed appeared in front of Jun Ci.

Along the way, Junci imagined all kinds of possible situations, but he never expected to meet a big-headed monk in this small cave. The situation was somewhat unexpected, and Junci stood awkwardly in place, not knowing how to phrase it.

"Master, monk, Buddha?" For a moment, Junci was a little entangled in how to call this monk who appeared on Tiandu Mountain inexplicably.

Seeing that the burly monk with a peaceful face was motionless, Junci suddenly had an idea, took two steps forward, and stretched out his right hand to reach the monk's snort.

"Sure enough, it's sitting. Junci confirmed his guess.

Looking at the monk who has been dead for I don't know how long, but is still lifelike. Jun Ci's face turned pale, and he kowtowed three times to the monk's body respectfully.

"Master, for my sake. When I search my body, don't make any moths, suddenly send me to death, if you have any wishes, I will try my best to help you complete it. Jun Ci recited Amitabha Buddha in his mouth and said to himself.

As if hearing Junci's assurance, the monk who had closed his eyes and meditated, like a living person, instantly turned into dust and disappeared with the wind. A book with a gold cover and a black relic fell to the ground.

Picking up the books and relics, Jun Ci saw that the monk had sat on the rock wall, and left a few lines of last words carved with his fingers.

After reading the message on the stone wall word by word, Junci finally understood the origin of this mysterious monk.

It turned out that this monk's Dharma name was Zhixin, and he came from a sect of cultivation called the Heavenly Buddha Sect. Zhixin's status in the Heavenly Buddha Sect is not low, and he is the law enforcement elder of the Heavenly Buddha Sect. In the process of going out to clean up the traitors in the division, Zhixin didn't notice it for a while, but was plotted by the traitors. Although in the end, Zhixin was powerful and fought his way out of the encirclement, but before leaving, he was slapped by the traitor and was seriously injured. Zhixin, who barely suppressed his injuries, in order to escape the pursuit of traitors, ended up breaking into Tiandu Peak by mistake.

Zhixin, who was about to return to the Heavenly Buddha Sect after healing his wounds, finally found that he had underestimated the traitor's ability, and that domineering palm actually wiped out all the vitality in his body.

Zhixin, who knew that he was going to die, had no choice but to write his origin and experience on the hard stone wall, hoping that in the future, people who were destined to be able to return the relics and books he left behind to the Heavenly Buddha Sect one day.

After reading this last words, Jun Ci was amazed, and it can be seen from the information revealed in the text that Zhixin has been sitting for at least five hundred years, but he didn't expect his body to be immortal. What's even more rare is that until the end of his life, Zhixin was still thinking about his master, hoping that the later ones could return the relics to the Heavenly Buddha Sect.

"Don't worry, as long as I don't die, in my lifetime, I will definitely return your relics and books to the Heavenly Buddha Sect. "Having witnessed Zhixin's loyalty and the gentleness of the process of sitting, this sentence is indeed from the bottom of my heart, without any selfishness.

Gazing at the black relics in his hand, the beautiful and round relics like black pearls appear deep and dark under the light.

"Buddhist relics have always been the bones of the monks who have attained the Tao, and the legend says that they are all sacred things with great power, each of which is boundless and can be used to subdue demons and eliminate demons。。。。。。 But the molded relics are generally white symbolizing holiness, why is this one black?" Jun Ci, who had a lot of doubts in his heart, took the black relics in his hand and turned over and over, but he couldn't figure out the doorway.

Letting go of the doubts in his heart, Junci focused his eyes on the book with the gold cover.

Three golden glittering characters appeared in Junci's eyes, and the words were like knives.

Jun Ci read softly word by word: "Jin, Gang, Anger!"