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"Senior brother, this, this seems to be the place of ancient cultivation!" The silver-clothed young man of the Heavenly Sword Gate stared at the exquisite attic in the distance, and said with a dumbfounded voice.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Ling, this place also looks like an ancient cultivation relic to me. It's still senior brother, your creation is amazing, and your immortal posture is complete. This time there will be a lot to gain. Seeing this, Zhou Ren was not far behind, and hurriedly flattered him.

"Shut up, I'll settle accounts with you when I get out, and get out of front for me right away. Senior Brother Ling yelled at Zhou Ren angrily. Just now, he wanted to release his divine sense to probe one or two, but he found that as soon as his divine consciousness left his body, it was like falling a thousand pounds, and he could only leave himself about two feet. This made him happy and angry for a while, and from the experience he had read many ancient books, this situation was naturally caused by the prohibition here. As for the construction style here, as long as you have a little experience, you can naturally see at a glance that this place is the remnant of the ancient monks.

Although he was also excited and surprised by this, there was a key problem that the more powerful the Gu Xiu, the stronger the Cave Mansion's Dharma Protector Prohibition. Judging by his current restrictions on his divine sense, the prohibition in this place should still be very well preserved, and he didn't know if he could break the prohibition and obtain treasures.

And if he can't break this prohibition and enter Baoshan and return empty-handed, it is definitely not better than letting him abandon his cultivation and return to mortals from now on. Since then, he naturally won't give Zhou Ren a good look. The other three didn't have Senior Brother Ling's worries, and rushed towards the palace group with an excited face

In the northwest of this place, a big-eared monk dressed in a golden robe, covered in red gold, with a compassionate face, was staring at the exquisite palace in the distance with golden eyes, not knowing what to think. After a dozen breaths, the monk chanted a Buddha horn and walked briskly towards the palace complex

"Senior brother, look, there is also formation protection, it seems that no one has been to this ancient cultivation cave mansion yet, this time" the young man surnamed Liu said excitedly, but before he finished speaking, an unfamiliar voice came from behind him, and immediately interrupted his words.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that meeting is fate, and the meeting between the four donors and me here is the fulfillment of my ancestor's saying. Since there is fate, can the affairs of this place be counted as a share of the poor monks? The monk folded his hands and said with a compassionate calm. But if the dead Qin Yan and Li Yan in Yunjun Valley were here, they would definitely be able to recognize that this was the bald donkey of the Thousand Buddha Temple that killed them in the first place. It's just that for some reason, it's become so easy to talk now.

"Hahaha, bald donkey, I heard you right. It's just you, you don't hide far away from other places, and you still want to come over and share profits with us, your brain is stupid for cultivation. After Senior Brother Liu laughed a few times, he sneered with a sarcastic expression. And in addition to Senior Brother Ling, the other two people in the Heavenly Sword Sect also laughed with sarcasm when they heard Senior Brother Liu's words.

"Amitabha, monks don't lie, and there is no discomfort or anything wrong with the recent cultivation of poor monks. Since fate has come to this, the poor monk will not disappoint the four benefactors. The monk's expression remained unchanged, and he replied lightly. What outsiders don't know is that at this time, the monk's heart is full of murderous intentions, if it weren't for the feeling that among the four people, which young man surnamed Ling is extraordinary, he would give the other three nonsense here.

"You" The young man surnamed Liu and the other three heard the threat in the monk's words, their faces changed, and as soon as they spoke, they were interrupted by Senior Brother Ling:

"Shut up for me. Then a pair of bright eyes stared at the three of them coldly, and when they saw that all three of them were honestly shut up, they said with a cold face:

"The Izumo bald donkey of the Thousand Buddha Temple, I didn't expect you and I to meet in this way, what an accident. I have always heard that your Thousand Buddha Temple's conjoined exercises are overbearing and abnormal, and you are alone in the entire Linnan Immortal Cultivation Realm. I've always wanted to find an opportunity to learn a thing or two, to see if your body refining technique is domineering, or my swordsmanship is sharper. However, you bald donkeys usually only hide and recite scriptures and mantras, today is not considered an opportunity given to me by God, so that I can fulfill my long-cherished wish!"

"Amitabha, monks are not good at fighting, they are only saving people from the sea of suffering, and the donor naturally cannot often see the disciples of our temple. And although the body refining exercises in this temple are thin and have a small name, they are just some superficial spells, and there is nothing else to do except increase the strength of some muscles and bones.

As for the meaning of the benefactor's exchange, my ancestor once said that all sentient beings are ignorant, do not want to make friends with others, and instead like useless fights, which is really ignorant and self-mistaken. Forgive the poor monk for not being able to agree," the monk folded his hands and said slowly with a sincere expression. The compassion of his demeanor is as if he were teaching those heinous evildoers to look back and reflect on themselves.

"Oh, no, hahaha, I'm here today to see what the Izumo donkey of the Thousand Buddha Temple doesn't allow me. Senior Brother Ling seemed to have thought of this, and after laughing a few times, the hands he was carrying spread out, and then he pointed out towards the monk with one hand.

I saw that at the moment when Senior Brother Ling pointed out, there was a sword roar between heaven and earth, and then hundreds of silver swords that were more than three feet long and two fingers wide appeared in the sky, and then shot towards the monk like crossbow arrows.

When the monk saw this, his face immediately changed, and he no longer had his previous calm and calmness. Immediately, with one hand, he slapped the storage bag, and a golden mini Buddha appeared in his hand. Then he threw it into the air without looking at it, and then his eyes were cold, and he began to pinch and chant some strange syllables in his mouth.

With the sound of the monk's incantation, I saw the mini Buddha flash, and then it rose wildly in the wind, only to rise to the size of several zhang in an instant. At this time, bursts of Sanskrit sound suddenly poured out of the surrounding void, and then a golden curtain of light flashed from the Buddha's body, which was worthy of protecting himself and the monk before many flying swords came.

Then I heard the sound of rain hitting the fence, and many flying swords collided with the golden cover in a flash. In an instant, a strong aura of gold and silver erupted in the air, piercing people's eyes with pain.

After a few breaths, the endless silver flying sword finally stopped. Then the gold and silver aura in the air also dissipated in a flash. I saw that the golden shield released by the Buddha had not changed at all, except for the slight ripples like water waves.

Seeing this, the corners of Senior Brother Ling's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't know what he suddenly thought, and then said heartily:

"It's not a loss, it's the first master of the Thousand Buddha Temple's qi training period, and it's the best defensive magic weapon as soon as he makes a move, and it really lives up to its name." ”

When the monk heard this, he naturally wouldn't be angry by the other party's innocuous sarcasm, but what puzzled him was when he made such a big enemy who could carry out the Void Condensation Sword without knowing it.

Although the Taoist Buddha is different, and he practices the Dharma, the basic five elements of the spell and some of the mantras are still the same. And the Void Condensing Sword is not something that these disciples in the Qi cultivation stage can cultivate, it is the patent of monks above the Yudan stage, unless

Thinking of this monk's heart, he remembered the archives of the top disciples of the five sects that he had read not long ago, and a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who could be called a genius suddenly appeared in his heart. Comparing it with the person in front of him, suddenly, the two of them coincided together, and the monk's face instantly became extremely ugly, but he was also an experienced person, and the different color on his face was just a flash, so he replied to the flat and spoke again, but the euphemism in the words was endless and a little more.

It really made the donor smile, the monks had no other skills, so they had to make two more statues of the Buddha and take them with them to worship all the time, in order to ask for the protection of the Buddha. Moreover, although the poor monk has a nickname in this temple, how can he compare to Ling Shizhu, who has the sword spirit root and the body of the sword immortal who has the three major opportunities to seize heaven and earth in the immortal cultivation world. ”

Just when the two were still chatting without a word, Zhang Peng was quietly looking at everything in front of him in a mound of dirt a mile away from the two. Just now, after Zhang Peng collected the twenty or so rare spirit grasses he found on the road, he was about to rush to the palace, but a sound of Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

This familiar voice immediately reminded him of the group of bald donkeys in the Thousand Buddha Temple, could it be that someone here is fighting with those bald donkeys. Just as he was guessing, the Sanskrit sound disappeared in an instant, which made Zhang Peng stunned and even more panicked.

With the cultivation of the bald donkeys in the Thousand Buddha Temple, ordinary people have nothing to do with them. It was destroyed so quickly, could it be that there were still demon beasts above the second level here? Zhang Peng guessed in his heart, but he couldn't come to an accurate conclusion.

But in order to get out of here alive, after a few breaths, he decided to take the plunge. But when he found this hidden mound of earth that could see the entrance of the palace and went into it, the situation at the door suddenly made him feel very depressed.

The feeling is that the guys in Tianjianmen who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard can't win against others, so they stop making peace. In this regard, after Zhang Peng instructed the people of the Heavenly Sword Gate, he cursed a few people casually.

Unexpectedly, he had just finished reciting this curse, and a loud birdsong suddenly resounded near the palace. Immediately, Zhang Peng felt a heat around him, and he immediately became hot as if he had been thrown into the stove, which made him suddenly startled and carefully looked around him. After taking a breath, he found that it was not his own problem here, but the place where the Heavenly Sword Gate and the others in front of the palace were located.

I saw a fiery red monster with three heads, full of fiery red feathers, and a flaming red monster with a tail feather, which was snorting and flapping its wings and chirping rapidly in the sky above the five people. (To be continued)

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