As soon as Hong Yi thought that he had burned the "Martial Scripture", and as a result, the situation of the "Past Sutra" appeared in it, his heart suddenly moved. The spirit was immediately in motion.

A sunny wind immediately escaped from his eyebrows, wrapped around the body of the unknown Buddha, and then penetrated and penetrated like wood.

Hong Yi doesn't need to split this big Buddha statue to see what is hidden in it, but can directly use his thoughts to entangle it, and he can explore what is hidden in it.

It's like exploring the underground at the ruins of the Great Zen Temple.

Click, click, click

Hong Yi's thoughts were wrapped around this big Buddha, and as he went deeper, the big Buddha made a clicking sound, as if the texture of the wood was violent.

The sound of this kind of wood explosion is also very common, and generally the wind blows the wooden pillar, and the pillar will also make a clicking sound, which is the sound of the wood slightly relaxed.

This Buddha statue, the surface is gilded, but it is actually carved from wood, so Hong Yi took it out of the Jing Navy at the beginning, if it was pure gold, it would have been snatched away long ago.

The Buddha statue is one foot six feet tall, and it is two people high. Although among the many Buddha statues in the Great Zen Temple, it can only be regarded as small, but if it is pure gold, it will be scary.

But if it's wood and gold dust, it's commonplace.

"A good piece of wood! carved by golden silk fragrant nan wood!" As soon as Hong Yi's thoughts penetrated into the big Buddha, he knew what the wood used to carve this big Buddha was, which was extremely valuable golden silk fragrant nan wood.

This kind of nanmu is the material for the construction of the roof beams of the palace hall.

However, the prestige is the prestige, and this big Buddha can't be sold now. Because since the collapse of the Great Chan Temple for 20 years, the entire Tianzhou Daqian country, Buddhism is weak, and no people believe in Buddhism, but they all go to worship the Tao, those scholars, although the mouth of the Taoist preaching is a side trick, but everyone has leisure time, but they all practice Taoist breathing, concentrating on the spirit, burning lead and mercury, and other things, in an attempt to live forever.

So now, the general carvers sell money, they are selling Taoist statues, wrestlers, gods, etc., and few people buy Buddha statues.

The thought revolved around the Buddha statue and gradually deepened, Hong Yi did not find anything contained in it, it was obvious that this Buddha statue was a whole, carved from a large piece of golden silk nanmu, and there was no empty belly, hidden treasures, scriptures and other things.

If the middle of this Buddha statue was empty, it would have been discovered a long time ago, and the people in the pirate's lair were very clear, and as soon as they lifted the Buddha statue and estimated the weight, they knew if there was anything in it.

In other words, there is something in the Buddha statue, and it is not Hong Yi's turn to search now, and it has long been chopped to pieces

"This Buddha statue is not a book! An ordinary martial arts scripture, no one pays attention to it. Even if you pay attention, you won't burn the martial scriptures, but the Buddha statue is different, a Buddha statue, the best treasure is hidden. There will definitely be a lot of people who have searched for it. ”

When Hong Yi was thinking in his heart, he was about to withdraw from the Buddha statue, when suddenly, his thoughts moved, and he seemed to have touched something unusually hard.

After concentrating on the jīng god, Hong Yi found that it was the core of the tree.

The carving of the entire Buddha statue is a large tree of golden silk nanmu, the core of this tree is also quite medicinal, and it can also be used as a wooden flying sword for ordinary monks.

With a little more force, the thought became freely infiltrated into the core of the tree, and it was also empty, with only a trace of veins.

"Hmm, how can there be a subtle sense in this tree's heart vein? It's like, it's like a dungeon six hundred zhang deep under the Great Zen Temple?"

Hong Yi thought about sensing the veins of the tree core, and suddenly, there was a very familiar feeling in his thoughts, and this feeling was also felt before discovering the underground palace of the Great Zen Temple.

This is a subtle sense of the spells of the Great Zen Temple after practicing the past scriptures, and it is difficult for people who have not practiced the past scriptures to flash in their hearts.

"Could it be that among this big Buddha, there is also an underground palace like the Great Zen Temple?"

Hong Yi's heart moved, and he carried up the past scriptures, and all the small thoughts turned into a big Buddha of the past, which remained in the veins of the core of the tree.

Click, click, click

After this operation, Hong Yi immediately felt a slight change in the veins of the core of this big Buddha. Then, a little bit of clear light that seemed to be a Qiankun cloth bag was faintly conveyed from the Buddha statue.

Hong Yi opened his eyes and immediately saw such a scene!

"Could it be that among this Buddha statue, there are also small worlds like Qiankun cloth bags!"

Looking at the clear light that emerged from the Buddha statue, Hong Yi knew that it was the pure thoughts that remained in the Buddha statue a little bit, sensing the breath of his past scriptures, and suddenly activated.

This clear light is very similar to the clear light in the Qiankun cloth bag small world. But it's a lot more blurry, and it's a lot weaker. But the xìng quality is the same.

This clear light is only seven inches long and one finger wide.

Standing up, Hong Yi walked in front of this clear light, stretched out his hand, and touched the clear light.

Sure enough, inside Qingguang is a small world!

It's just that this little world is very small. It's so small that it can only hold one book! It's a small world like this, and nothing can be done. It doesn't work at all.

And when Hong Yi put his hand into it, he felt that the idea of forming this small world was extremely unstable. It seemed to be collapsing at any time, far less stable than the small world with a radius of hundreds of miles inside the Qiankun cloth bag.

"The small world in the Qiankun cloth bag is extremely stable. It seems that the clear light can exist forever, and this clear light thought is a light in the wind, and then it will dissipate. It seems that the people who construct this small thousand worlds can't compare their Dao skills with those who refine the Qiankun cloth bag at all. ”

Hong Yi thought in his heart.

Ever since he saw the Dao of the Taishang Dao Holy Maiden Su Mu's "Taiyu Tower", Hong Yi knew that as long as he practiced the Dao technique of the Taishang Dao, it was likely that he could also construct the Xiaoqian World by himself, but without cultivating to the Yang God, the Xiaoqian World he constructed by himself was extremely unstable, could collapse at any time, and it was impossible to load any items. You can't even cultivate in it.

Once the small world collapsed, everything in it was also annihilated, completely disappearing into the endless void.

However, the small thousand worlds constructed by the masters of the Yang God Realm can exist for thousands of years. However, it has never been able to exist forever like the world.

No, there is life and death in the world, not an eternal existence.

Hong Yi also knew that the small world in the Qiankun cloth bag would sooner or later weaken, and his thoughts would dissipate, and then collapse. The whole world has a day of collapse, let alone the small world?

But waiting for the collapse of the small world in the Qiankun cloth bag, I don't know how many years later, maybe thousands of years, at least hundreds of years. This is not something that Hong Yi has to think about at all.

Hundreds of years, thousands of years later, maybe Hong Yi has cultivated into a yang god, or maybe he has been wiped out

Reaching into this small world with only one gap, Hong Yi pulled out his hand, and there was an extra scripture book in his hand.

This scripture is also made of black gold thread, and it cannot be burned when it is fired, and it cannot be flooded when it is flooded!

On the cover of this book, there is also a figure of a big Buddha, but this big Buddha is completely different from the Buddhas of the past! The big ears and shoulders, middle finger, and index finger are ringed, and they are pinched into a Dharma seal.

"What kind of scripture is this, no name?!"

Seeing this book, a name suddenly rose in Hong Yi's heart!

On the cover of the book, there is no name, but Hong Yi turned a page and saw a Buddha statue, and made another seal, the Buddha statue was painted vividly, with a three-dimensional feeling.

And inside the body of this Buddha statue, there is a red light shining point!

Next to this dot is a thumb-sized figure of a deity.

There is no doubt that this is all the measurement of the supreme acupuncture point, the method of cultivation! But this book has no name, and on the cover, there is no name!

The book is in the hand, heavy, and it seems to be ten thousand catties.

"Huh, why is there only half of it?"

Hong Yi looked through it for a while, and then realized that the reason why this book did not have a name was that the upper part of it was torn off! Only the second half was left!

Now what Hong Yi has in his hand is the second half! Of course, there is no name!

"Could it be that this is the Great Zen Temple's "Now Rulai Sutra"? But why is there only half of it? Where is the other half?" Hong Yi looked at the scriptures, flipping through the pages one after another, only to see one after another acupuncture measurements, cultivation methods, flashing in front of his eyes.

"Sure enough, sure enough, my guess was correct, the big Buddha wearing a robe of merit is the embodiment of the present Buddha! I can't grasp the present, where will there be merit? But I can't imagine that now the Rulai Sutra is hidden in the small world of the big Buddha!"

"Good guy, there are so many methods of acupoint condensation! There are so many methods of acupoint condensation! The supreme classics of the Great Zen Temple are really extraordinary? Huh! Shangjing Eight Divine Acupoints are also among them? It's just that the name has been changed, and the brain god is called Lingshan?"

In just a sweep, Hong Yi discovered some of the acupoints with his ability to look at them, which were actually the same as the "Eight Gods of Shangjing" of Taishang Dao!

For example, the "jīng yuan upper womb" is called "brain god" in the martial arts of Taishang Dao, and the Great Zen Temple is called "Lingshan". And the method of cultivation is also different!

With Hong Yi's current cultivation, he can't tell who is superior and who is inferior. It is impossible to integrate the benefits of various sects one by one like Hong Xuanji and create his own set of cultivation methods!

It took about a stick of incense for Hong Yi to finish reading all the half of the scriptures, and some images and postures of the gods were also stored in his heart.

The entire half of the scriptures has a total of one hundred and eight acupuncture points!

"Is there only the method of acupoint condensation? The fist method, the moves, and the method of using qi and blood? Could it be that all of them are the methods of acupoint condensation? There is no other martial art at all? After ordinary people get it, it seems that they can't learn it at all. ”

In addition to discovering one hundred and eight acupuncture points in this half of the scriptures, Hong Yi has never found any punches, moves, or a complete means of training, let alone fist intentions, nor any mental methods.

You must know that a jīng deep martial arts, moves, fighting styles, fist intentions, diagrams, mental methods, and so on must be complete.

For example, the "True Martial Sacred Body" is a complete set of cultivation methods.

Another example is Hong Xuanji's Heavenly Wheel of Life and Death, the core of which is the Dharma Wheel of Life and Death. The other acupuncture points are just a foil!

And this half of the book, except for the acupoint measurement, after condensation, there is nothing else.

"Could it be in the first half?"

Hong Yi was thinking about it, and at this moment, the small thousand world composed of clear light, as if it had lost all its power support, made a clattering sound, and then disappeared without a trace.

"This little world is gone. But even if I don't have an overall cultivation method, these one hundred and eight acupuncture points are enough! It's enough for me to elevate my martial arts to an earth-shattering realm! Moreover, if the jīng ninja monk practices these one hundred and eight acupoints, will he break through the realm and become another Yinyue monk?"

Hong Yi took this half of the scripture and quickly considered the changes in everything in his heart.

This half of the sutra actually records the condensation methods of one hundred and eight acupuncture points! This is simply more precious than all the wealth in the Qiankun cloth bag!

The secret of practicing the marrow is a priceless treasure among the sects in the world. Not to mention the method of acupuncture condensation.

The martial arts inheritance of Shenxiao Dao of Zen Silver Yarn only inherits a hole "Ceres". This is the top secret.

Snort!

Hong Yi's body shook slightly, and a huge crack in the clear light appeared, and the Zen silver yarn and the big golden spider walked out of it again.

"What's going on? I just seem to feel something happening outside? I have a feeling of broken void, and I think something happened to the Qiankun cloth bag?"

Between the eyebrows of Zen Yin, there was a flash of doubt and worry.

"It's not that something happened to the Qiankun cloth bag, but that another small world has been destroyed. But I found such a book from that little world!"

Hong Yi handed his hand to Zen Yinsha.

Zen silver yarn looked at it, his face became more and more dignified, and in the solemnity, there was great excitement!

"One hundred and eight acupuncture points, one hundred and eight acupuncture points, what kind of sutra is this? Is it the current Rulai Sutra? However, this sutra seems to be half a book."

"Yes, it's halfway. The small world hidden in the core of this big Buddha tree? The small world in the core of the tree is only the size of a book, and I opened it with the thoughts of the past scriptures! This must have been left by the abbot of the Great Zen Temple! But where the first half went, I don't know! But don't use the first half! With this half! If we condense the acupuncture points, we will be able to cultivate our bodies to an incredibly strong degree! The qi and blood are huge! After the practice, this time the chūn thunder sounded! I immediately soared to the sky and underwent the baptism of thunderous qi! I crossed two thunder tribulations in a row! Moreover, with this one hundred and eight acupuncture points condensation method, I can be sure of it when I am in the Jade Capital City, pretending to be a martial arts master!"

Hong Yi exhaled a long breath!