"Three years? Doesn't that mean that the world will be in chaos in three years at the earliest?"

Zhang Yuan was surprised.

"My Buddha is compassionate. ”

The ghost monk's face was compassionate.

Both of them were surprised.

"Isn't there a way?"

The little Taoist priest asked.

"The poor monk has been unable to come up with a way so far, this is the catastrophe of heaven and earth, but decades ago, an ancient seal was shaken out of the shattered hell, and around the ancient seal, no demon dared to approach, it should be a strange treasure. ”

The ghost monk said.

"Ancient seals, what are them?"

Zhang Yuan asked suddenly.

There is a handwriting on the top, called Fantianyin. ”

The ghost monk said.

"The Seal of Heaven was shaken out of the shattered hell?"

Zhang Yuan was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Doesn't the master know about this ancient seal?"

The ghost monk shook his head lightly: "The poor monk is lonely and unheard, he has never heard of it, and the age should be a long time ago." ”

Zhang Yuan's heart rolled.

Even this ghost monk doesn't know Fantian Seal?

What the hell is going on?

Was this Heavenly Seal the one he had heard in his previous life?

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, there is Master Lao for the matter of sealing, if there is no order, we will leave. ”

The little Taoist priest suddenly said.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has a thing, I hope the Taoist can take it out and transfer it to someone who is destined. ”

The ghost monk suddenly folded his hands and spoke.

"I don't know what it is?"

The little Taoist priest asked curiously.

The ghost monk turned around and walked into the Buddha hall, and took out a huge black wooden box from the Buddha case, which was full of patterns, simple and mysterious, and filled with a bleak atmosphere.

"A few days ago, three people broke into the battlefield and broke several key seals, this thing flew out and was intercepted by me, please take it to the world, don't let the treasure be dusted. ”

The ghost monk said.

The little Taoist priest took the huge wooden box in confusion, and his hand was extremely heavy, and he almost failed to take it out.

Zhang Yuan was also curious and looked up.

The wooden box was five feet long and two feet wide, and three small ancient seals were engraved on it.

【Heavenly Demon Qin】

Zhang Yuan was secretly taken aback and said, "This is the Heavenly Demon Qin?"

What those two gamblers have worked so hard to want, is this?

"Amitabha, this is a sacred artifact of the human race, which has been buried for 10,000 years, and it should be reborn. ”

The ghost monk said.

Zhang Yuan was secretly speechless.

The two of them worked desperately and couldn't get it, but were directly intercepted by the ghost monk.

The strength of this ghost monk is unimaginable.

But he didn't envy it at all.

He already has the Snow Drinking Knife, but he doesn't think much of the Heavenly Demon Qin.

And he doesn't know how to play the piano at all, which is seriously inconsistent with his painting style.

"This benefactor, you have my Buddha's treasure, and you should have a relationship with my Buddha. ”

Suddenly, the ghost monk looked at Zhang Yuan, folded his hands, and spoke.

Zhang Yuan's eyelids jumped wildly.

You are destined for my Buddha.

"The donor is willing to invite the Buddha treasure out, and the poor monk is willing to help. ”

The ghost monk said

Zhang Yuan fell into thought.

What Buddha Treasure?

How could he have a Buddha treasure on him?

Suddenly, his heart was shocked, and he took out an ancient piece of brown paper from his bosom and said, "That's what the master said?"

"Amitabha, the donor really carries the Buddha treasure. ”

The ghost monk said.

"Can the master translate this for me?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up.

This is a fragment of the Nyorai Divine Palm, and the ancient Buddhist text written on it.

He couldn't read a word.

Now there's a ghost monk here, maybe I can really help him translate it.

"Naturally. ”

The ghost monk nodded.

Zhang Yuan was overjoyed: "There is Master Lao." ”

He thanked him and handed the vellum paper to the ghost monk.

The ghost monk took the scroll of brown paper, unfolded it, showed a look of nostalgia, and then walked to the Buddhist hall, sat cross-legged, took pen and paper, and began to translate.

Zhang Yuan watched quietly beside him, his heart excited.

This is definitely a bonus!

The Divine Palm is finally going to be unlocked.

I don't know which trick it will be?

The little Taoist priest also looked at the side with a curious expression.

With the translation of the ghost monk, lines of handwriting continued to be written, and the little Taoist priest was surprised: "Is this a Buddhist miracle?" Is it the Yijin Sutra or the Great Vajra Palm?"

Zhang Yuan smiled richly.

The knowledge of the little Taoist priest needs to be improved.

This is much higher than the Yi Jin Sutra and the Mighty Vajra Palm.

It didn't take long.

The ghost god had already translated all the kraft paper, and the two paper rolls were all handed over to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan immediately opened it and looked at it, his heart was shocked, and he said, "The Heavenly Buddha has descended into the world!"

Although it is not the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, it is absolutely powerful and unpredictable.

"This is the Nyorai Divine Palm?"

The little Taoist priest was surprised.

"Hey, hey'''"

Zhang Yuan smiled like a little fox.

The ghost monk smiled slightly, folded his hands, and said: "The Buddha treasure has always been only sent to the destined person, the donor can get the Buddha treasure, that is, my Buddha is destined to be a person, the donor can go to Shaolin in the future, with the help of Shaolin relics, practice this trick." ”

Zhang Yuan's face was stunned.

He looked at the ghost monk blankly and said, "With the help of Shaolin relics, why?"

"This is one of the profound meanings of my Buddha, and only with the help of my Buddha relics can I successfully cultivate. ”

The ghost monk smiled.

"You can only cultivate with the help of relics?"

Zhang Yuan's face was dumbfounded.

What kind of joke is this?

"Don't you need relics?"

Zhang Yuan asked tentatively.

The ghost monk shook his head lightly and said, "Since ancient times, the Divine Palm has been lost many times, but in the end it has returned to Shaolin again, the reason is that only with the help of Shaolin relics can you cultivate, otherwise you will never succeed." ”

The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth twitched.

In this way, he really wants to go to Shaolin in the future.

I don't know if his cyan panel can cheat.

Anyway, when he practiced other kung fu, he cheated.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he smiled: "Master, you just threw out a relic, I wonder if that relic can be borrowed from me?"

"This is the poor monk himself sitting on the formation of the relics, the Buddha nature is insufficient, it is difficult to comprehend the Buddha's palm, only go to the Shaolin Relic Pagoda can. ”

The ghost monk said slightly apologetically.

Zhang Yuan showed regret, but still arched his hand and said, "Thank you, master." ”

"The donor is gracious. ”

The ghost monk folded his hands.

"The master has other instructions, and if not, then we will take our leave. ”

Zhang Yuan said.

"I'll send two donors. ”

The ghost monk said.

"There is Master Lao. ”

The two of them bowed and said.

Under the send-off of the ghost monk, the journey is indeed much safer.

What's more, the evil spirits all around were led by the sound of the trumpet before, so the way all the way was extremely smooth.

Half a day later, they had already arrived at the place they had been.

"Master, please go back, and please reactivate the seal as soon as possible!"

The little Taoist priest said.

"That's how it should be. ”

The ghost monk folded his hands, pronounced the Buddha's name, and left the place.

Zhang Yuan and the little Taoist priest looked at the passage above, their bodies were vertical, their ten fingers were inserted into the soil, and they began to climb upward.

By the time of the tea, they had already climbed up from the ancient well.

But as soon as I came out, I sensed that the atmosphere was not right.

Zhang Yuan showed a different color and looked at the courtyard.

I saw that in the courtyard, the old Taoist priest had a stern face, his hair fluttering, his burly body was filled with an unfathomable aura, and his eyes were as cold as electricity.

Across from him, two men and a woman stood quietly.

The woman is unique!

Zhang Yuan has also seen two men.

One of them had fought him in the woods.

The other was a short young man in a yellow shirt he had seen in the city that day.

"It turns out that another gambler is him. ”

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in the yellow shirt.

"What's wrong?"

The little Taoist priest quickly popped up and looked out suspiciously.

"Whisper. ”

Zhang Yuan whispered.

I'm afraid the old Taoist priest will have to take action in person.

These two men have deep strength, and he has never been able to see through them.

Now maybe we can see what they really are.

"Three donors, the poor way sees that you are related to me, why don't you practice with the poor way?"

The old Taoist priest spoke.

"The Taoist said with a smile, Wushuang is just a female streamer, how dare he practice with the Taoist Chief?"

Mushuang said softly.

"It's okay, I don't want to be a man or a woman in the poor road, let's stay, serve a tea to the poor road on weekdays, pour a water, it's not bad. ”

The old Taoist said.