Zhou Yu hurriedly nodded, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly said that he had found the right person, and Long Qiong really had a way to find something useful.

Long Qiong recited the ghost recipe in a low voice, a trace of essence flashed in his calm and abnormal eyes, and the next moment, he suddenly shouted in a low voice, and a gust of yin wind suddenly blew in the room, and the yin wind gathered on the top of the three people's heads, and suddenly all the ghost patterns gathered together at the same time, each forming a sentence of horror completely formed by the ghost patterns, Long Qiong saw this and hurriedly played a yin qi to help the three frightened souls stabilize their plasticity, but in a moment, Long Qiong had already slowly revealed a trace of tiredness.

"It's done, don't make the points I just told you. This method is unusually exhausting, so I'll go back first. After Long Qiong finished speaking, he returned to his room with a tired look on his face. Zhou Yu hurriedly sent him out again, and then came back, carefully examining the information revealed by the three terrifying movements.

And the reason why Long Qiong didn't stay and continue to watch it was because these images were in his mind at the beginning of his shaping, but those were some repetitive actions made by the deceased before his death, maybe dodging, maybe evading, he was also practicing in his mind, but it didn't have much effect on catching the real murderer. After reading it several times, Zhou Yu also found that he couldn't understand it for the time being. But this was the only clue, and for a while he could only keep pondering.

Three days later, the Supreme Meeting, which had been postponed, finally opened again.

Long Qiong had already arrived in the VIP room early, waiting for the arrival of Jian Liuyuan, Long Qiong noticed that at the front of the martial arts arena, there were dozens of people in uniform with long swords in their hands standing together, occupying the most advantageous position, with a cold expression, while the other scattered cultivators looked at this scene with anger in their eyes, but when the people around them told them the identities of these people, they immediately showed fear and didn't dare to say anything more.

"These are the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, and this Sword Liuyuan is so powerful. Li Xingyun frowned and said lightly.

At this moment, Long Qiong's eyes moved and looked upward, and above the sky in the distance, a point of light suddenly flashed, and then a huge sword qi slowly descended from the sky, and on top of a simple wooden sword full of sword intent, a person was standing on it.

"Dry Spirit Sword!" I don't know who exclaimed, and suddenly everyone looked up, with different expressions, and there was a sound of discussion.

Long Qiong found that Li Xingyun had taken a few more glances at the flying sword, and couldn't help asking, "Is there anything else special about this sword?"

Li Xingyun looked at the flying sword enviously, and said: "This withered spirit sword was originally a treasure of the Five Elements Alliance, and it was given by the Five Elements Alliance when the Last Supreme Meeting attracted the sword Liuyuan, and it was precisely because of this sword that some people in the Five Elements Alliance were able to enter the top five, but it was a pity that the Five Elements Alliance was well prepared but encountered the seal of the Qiantian Dao Sect, and it still stopped at the top five." ”

Long Qiong had heard about this past before, and looked at the sword liuyuan that landed in surprise. As the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Jian Liuyuan is naturally not in his eyes, and the ordinary sword is naturally not in his eyes, which can make him value it to the point of giving up the position of the Supreme Club to win the championship, and the degree of cherishing of this sword is probably rare in the world.

Jian Liuyuan's gaze swept across the field, his face sank, and he said coldly: "What, do you all have any opinions about me?"

The words containing the rich sword qi were like a golden stone impact, exploding in everyone's ears, and suddenly the entire martial arts arena was silent for a while, and the dozens of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion disciples held swords in their hands, coldly scanning everyone, and at this moment, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they no longer dared to say a bad word about the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

At this time, a monk walked out of the door, walked to the ring, and sighed: "Master Jianliuyuan, have you forgotten what you promised the little monk a few days ago, the evil qi on your body is so heavy, you need my Buddhism to temper it, if you can't quit being impatient, I'm afraid this catastrophe will be sad." ”

Jian Liuyuan's face sank slightly, and said: "Little monk, I couldn't teach you a lesson a few days ago, but now no one can stop me, I want to see what else you can do!" After finishing speaking, the withered spirit sword in his hand shot out a yellow sword light, and the sword light spun in mid-air, and suddenly transformed into a hundred spiritual lights, and a dense forest appeared around Jian Liuyuan.

Then Jian Liuyuan pointed slightly at the ground, and suddenly the wind in the woods was fierce, and the invisible sword qi in the wind forced towards the empty monk. But when he looked at Monk Kongyi, he suddenly found that Monk Kongyi was standing there and doing nothing.

The fierce sword momentum of the sword flow was suddenly stagnant.

"Little monk, what the hell are you doing!" Jian Liuyuan wondered.

In the past few days, he has seen the endless strange body methods of this monk, and he can't break free, so he has already learned well.

Monk Kongyi looked at Jian Liuyuan calmly, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and said: "Donor, seeing flowers in the fog is not much different from a drop in the sea of Zen. Your swordsmanship with the wind can't hinder me. As he spoke, his whole body suddenly flashed with a cloud of auspicious golden light, and there was a Buddha himself in the golden light, and the monk suddenly faded away from his own vulgarity at this moment, just like the body of the Buddha in the world.

"Bang!"

The wind shook, and suddenly the entire ring returned to calm, and the sword light faded, revealing the original appearance of the martial arts arena. Monk Kongyi bowed to Jian Liuyuan, calmly sat cross-legged on the ground, and recited Buddhist scriptures.

At this time, everyone outside the arena stared at the empty monk in disbelief.

Although everyone knew that this empty monk must be extraordinary, otherwise the Prajna Palace would not have sent him, but it was the first time he had seen such a big and simplified trick.

Long Qiong also looked at the empty monk in astonishment, the sword technique with the wind, it was the famous sword technique of Jian Liuyuan, fusing the attributes of the phantom array and the wind, not only true and false, but more importantly, there was no trace, the last time the Supreme Council shone brightly, and it was because of this that the status of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion also rose to a new level.

Long Qiong thought that even he couldn't defuse this layer of sword moves so easily, but this empty monk just saw through the attack at a glance and calmly resolved it, this kind of strength made Long Qiong feel shocked in his heart, could this empty monk be more powerful than Chu Fengyin?

"Husband, this little monk ......" A trace of doubt flashed in Ouyang Zixi's jade eyes, and he murmured: "There is an ethereal aura on his body, and this aura seems to be somewhat similar to a rumored innate Buddha body. ”

Long Qiong was stunned and looked at Zixi, he was not familiar with Buddhist cultivation, and he had never heard of any innate Buddha bodies.

Ouyang Zixi patiently explained: "There are three major wisdoms in Buddhism, six ** respects, and nine innate Buddha bodies. Among them, there is an innate Buddha body called the ethereal Buddha body, but the conditions required for this ethereal Buddha body are extremely harsh, so the Prajna Palace has not appeared for hundreds of years, and this empty monk ...... The technique of the finger just now seems to be somewhat similar to the empty finger of the ethereal Buddha body. ”

"That Sword Liuyuan created his own sword moves, and he is a descendant of the Sword Clan, isn't he enough to fight against this ethereal Buddha body?" Long Qiong couldn't help but ask.

Ouyang Zixi shook his jade head slightly, and sighed: "Husband, if Jian Liuyuan has the insight of the people of the Sword Clan, he may be able to fight, otherwise the ten thousand laws of the Ethereal Buddha Body are empty, and they will be able to target everything against him." Although the sword moves of Jian Liuyuan are powerful, they are too complicated, and this little monk has been entangled with him for the past few days, I am afraid that he has seen through his thoughts...... This little monk seems to be stupid and stupid, but he has always been very smart. ”

Long Qiong felt a chill in his heart, he originally thought that this monk was a little simple, but he never thought that he would be so strong. As soon as he turned around, he found that Li Xingyun was looking at the empty monk below, and the light in his eyes flickered, revealing a look of anticipation like encountering a real enemy.

"Long Qiong, if I meet this person in the future, how about I compete with him?" Li Xingyun said expectantly.

Long Qiong nodded, the ghost aura and the Prajna Palace Technique restrained each other, if they really want to meet, even if they can be defeated, I am afraid they will be seriously injured, Long Qiong naturally does not want to see this kind of scene.

Jian Liuyuan no longer has a chance of winning in the hearts of the three of them, but the people outside do not have Ouyang Zixi's knowledge, but they all look nervous and abnormal, Jian Liuyuan lost its effect with the wind swordsmanship, and he no longer kept his hand at the moment, and all kinds of streamer sword skills were constantly used, and for a while, the light was bright and abnormal, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal in the entire martial arts arena.

The monk of Kongyi is sitting on the ground, surrounded by Zen light to protect the body, no matter how the sword light is chopping, but it is not chaotic at all, the recitation of Buddhist scriptures in his mouth is becoming more and more urgent, and the Buddha statue behind him is more and more solid.

Jian Liuyuan panted and put away his sword moves, his anger soared, and he was just about to speak, but the Kongyi monk on the opposite side suddenly shouted, and suddenly it was like a thunderbolt out of thin air, and a stream of Zen light hit Jian Liuyuan's forehead at a very fast speed, and the Zen light flowed, and he was instantly reincarnated like death, and Jian Liuyuan was stunned to find that he was suddenly in a deep abyss, and countless pairs of familiar and unfamiliar eyes stared at him around.

"Sword Liuyuan donor, are you willing to follow me to cultivate your self and get rid of the vicious?" In the darkness, a peaceful Zen light appeared on a mountain of white bones, and in the dense light group, the monk Kongyi sat in it, chanting Buddhist scriptures aloud, and his stupid face revealed a glazed golden light, and a pair of Buddha's eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.

Jian Liuyuan was shocked and said, "This is an illusion?"

The light of the withered spirit sword in his hand flashed, turning into thousands of sword lights and sweeping the night, but the surroundings were unusually silent, and there was no sound at all, and even the aura fluctuations did not change.

The monk sat cross-legged on the mountain, the Buddhist scriptures continued to pull the flow of wishes, like the flow of water slowly flowing, a peaceful atmosphere in the air around him made people can't help but longing, and under him, it was like hell as a dead silence, only a madman was constantly waving his sword, delusional to cut the night through a piece of light.

I don't know how long it took, Monk Kongyi slowly opened his eyes, sighed, and said, "That's it, it seems that you can't use Buddha Hui to free the Sword Liuyuan benefactor!" The words fell, and Monk Kongyi suddenly stood up, and the Buddha statue behind him flashed and was attached to it, and in an instant, a violent aura was revealed, like an immortal madman, he suddenly jumped down and slapped it with one palm.

"Boom!"

The dazzling withered spirit sword dazzle emitted a dazzling light, like a meteor across the night sky, and fell heavily to the ground, Jian Liuyuan only felt that his body sank, and was knocked out with a bang, and the surrounding darkness disappeared, restoring the original world.

"How is that possible!" Jian Liuyuan's hair was scattered, and he looked around in panic, only to find that Monk Kongyi was floating above him and looking at him, with one hand slowly stretched out. "Stinky monk, dare to plot!"

Jian Liuyuan said angrily, the sword light around his body was released, as if it was thundering, the entire martial arts arena was shrouded in a colossal sword aura, and a small and simple spirit sword slowly flew out in the withered spirit sword in the distance, bursting out of bursts of brilliant sword light, Jian Liuyuan grabbed this small sword light, and suddenly the breath on his body changed.