"The Golden Spirit Ruler is indeed one of the spiritual treasures of the Buddha Sect that flourished more than 3,000 years ago. It's just that three thousand years ago, the number of times it was used in the immortal cultivation world was not much, so this treasure was not well-known, and now there are probably many people who don't recognize the origin of this treasure. And because he was once defeated by the supernatural treasure of the 'that person' of the sect, he was even more forgotten. But since it can become a heavenly spirit treasure, the power must be extraordinary. Dong Xueqing deliberately walked to Cao Jiayi's side as if worried, and slowly explained the origin of the golden spirit ruler to her. When talking about "that person", Dong Xueqing glanced at Cao Jiayi, but from the tacit understanding that appeared in the eyes of the two, they all understood who this person was referring to.

At this time, the golden spirit ruler, since the monks appeared, the sound of Sanskrit chanting was louder and thicker. As soon as the buzzing flickering continued, the silver lotus that appeared nearby was not only twice as big, but also carried more and more monks. The phantoms of the eight beasts were even more distinct, as if they had materialized.

"Zhiyue bald donkey, come out, don't pretend to be a ghost there, please don't come, but what are you doing with a group of little monks like this?......"

The "Zhiyue" in Wu Yazi's mouth is the current head of the Shao Clan and one of the representatives of the Buddhist Sect. But it was not a monk who answered his angry shout. It was an elegant Taoist priest dressed as a Taoist, and when Wu Yazi was scolding, a Taoist priest with a flowing mane and a silver shining dust in his hand slowly landed in front of the group of monks who had been sitting in a circle. Although this monk is also a Yuanying monk, he is only in the early stage of Yuanying. But until the silver lotus disappeared, Wu Yazi was stunned and couldn't believe the person he saw with his eyes.

"Senior brother, don't come to harm!"

"Ah, isn't this the Qingyunzi of the Emei faction?"

"You...... You, Qingyunzi, what are you doing here? This is the East China Sea, my Wu Yazi's territory, you ...... You ......" Wu Yazi didn't know why, when he saw this senior brother who was now lower than him, he still looked very nervous and stuttering.

"Senior brother, rein in the precipice! You've already made enough trouble in the East China Sea, right? This is not something you should take, come back to Emei with me......" Although Qingyunzi's cultivation is not high, the demeanor of a sect master is still extraordinary, and he slowly took two steps forward, came to Wu Yazi, and slowly persuaded Wu Yazi.

"Fart......" Wu Yazi almost shouted angrily, "Qingyunzi, listen, I am no longer an Emei disciple, and I am no longer the little crow who has been bullied by you since childhood, get out, you get out of me, you are not welcome here......"

"Amitabha, the donor's words are different!"

In the sound of a Buddha horn, finally in the silver lotus seat, which was about to collapse and was about to collapse, as if it was the essence, an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, white eyebrows almost grew to the neck, and the old monk who had reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant slowly revealed his figure from the silver lotus.

But he did not come out, but appeared on the silver rosette sitting cross-legged. As soon as the old monk appeared, he grabbed the golden spirit ruler, and then the silver lotus under him collapsed and disappeared.

But the old monk has been floating in the air, erecting a Buddhist handprint with one hand, holding a string of ancient prayer beads in his hand, holding the golden spirit ruler in one hand, and saying clearly: "Old Qu Zhiyue, the donors are so polite...... Wu Shizhu discovered the monuments here a hundred years ago, and then strengthened this magic array, blocking the teleportation array of the sect, and today finally lost his way back, breaking this array, so that the poor monks can teleport the monks of the temple and Qingyunzi Taoist friends to come here, and guide the donor to the maze...... This place is a forbidden place demarcated by the three great monks three thousand years ago, and you must not open this forbidden, otherwise the world will be born and the living beings will be ruined!"

"What? This magic circle also has the function of blocking the teleportation node, alas, I actually destroyed it to facilitate you bald donkeys......" Wu Yazi was taken aback by what Zhiyue said, and regretted for a while that he didn't wait for Wu Ming's super haste, and actually ruined this array, attracting such a Buddhist bald donkey. But he still refused to accept the indignation and admitted this: "Bah, fart, fart, you bald donkey, you think you spit lotus flowers in your mouth, saying that it is a forbidden land, it is a forbidden land." This is the ancient immortal master, the legendary place where Nuwa mends the sky and Nuwa's real body is buried, it is mine, mine, everything is mine, get out of the way of you, a thief and a bald donkey who wants to pick up cheap......."

Wu Yazi roared angrily, and roughly understood that he had been deceived by Wu Ming about the true situation here. But under the anger, and dumb eating Coptis chinensis has a bitter word, he scolded, a cluster of black flames condensed behind him, and in an instant, the three heads were covered with black feathers, the eyes were red, the three legs were empty, the gods were extremely strong, and the huge birds surrounded by black fire did not know from Wu Yazi's body and appeared.

They were already revealed, and with a loud cry, their wings suddenly spread, and after a "whoosh", a circle of white light suddenly emerged from their bodies. Then the black feathers on his body instantly turned into raging flames. Unlike the previous Wu Yazi method, there were faint silver runes tumbling and flashing in these flames. In the nearby space, the temperature rose by more than ten at once, and it was filled with an incredible high temperature, as if it could melt everything in the world.

Wu Yazi suddenly looked up at the sky, and in an instant, the three-headed three-legged black behind him flew into the sky, and the law that covered the sky and the sun behind Wu Yazi was also condensed at this time, and the sword body in Wu Yazi's hand was surrounded by raging flames, blooming with a purple-red streamer Fire Raven Sword Void Finger.

The huge three-legged black-winged wings slowly extended out again in the air, like a huge black torch, bursting into a sky-high heat wave.

Like a dream bubble, the flame flashed and extinguished, and a black line suddenly burst out of Wu Yazi's body, and this black line circled around Wu Yazi rapidly, gradually becoming thicker and larger, and the crows were boiling along the way, and ten thousand crows were transmitted, and quickly formed a huge dark cloud, a three-legged black magic array composed of thousands of fire-footed crows. Wu Yazi's figure also disappeared in place, slowly flying into the air under the backdrop of the crows.

At the same time as he disappeared, the three-legged Ufa suddenly appeared in his original position. The three-legged black head raised his eyes to look at the group of monks who were wrapped in white mist, first at a loss, and then roared angrily. But soon, its body blurred, twisted and turned into a black fist of flames, and threw it back into the white mist.

The group of monks who were originally hidden in the formation and the white fog were also forced to disperse under the heavy blow of the high temperature, and the true face of the group of monks reappeared. Those monks, although their brows were tightly knit at this time, they were sweating profusely, and they looked very painful. But their Sanskrit sounds continued, and the prayer beads in each person's hand were already intertwined and clenched together at this time, as if they had activated some formation supernatural power.

"A-nose Arhat Formation! Hum ......" Wu Yazi snorted softly twice, and said the names of these monks' formations.

This A-nose Arhat Formation is indeed a large array that has been inherited by the Shao Chambers Sect for 10,000 years, and the monks' hardships are also reflected in their formations. Generally, the immortal cultivation realm uses foreign objects such as magic weapons, but these monks have always advocated using their own physical bodies......

"Wu Yazi can't make a second...... Master be careful, this is a three-legged black real fire, don't let it get close. Those three demon birds may have some bloodline of the true ancient spirit beast Three-legged Crow, they already have a level of about eight levels, and their greatest magical power is the Divine Light of the Sun, the master must be careful......"

In an angry shout, Qingyunzi opened his mouth and squirted, spewed out a cyan flying sword and summoned a turquoise Ruyi magic weapon from the storage bag next to him, and floated into the air, reminding Zhiyue who was sitting in the air, when he arrived, he hurriedly waved out two magic weapons with both hands, trying to resist the attack of Wu Yazi's magic phase with the power of the two treasures in his hand.

But when the two magic weapons that Qing Yunzi swung out were shocked, they collapsed and dispersed at the first touch, and they couldn't resist the slightest attack of Wu Yazi's magic phase. Qingyunzi hurriedly turned his head to look back at the situation of the monks. But to Qingyunzi's surprise, the magic circle formed by the group of monks did not collapse with a touch under the attack of Wu Yazi's law phase. Instead, he stubbornly blocked Wu Yazi's blow with that kind of white mist that did not disperse.

Qingyunzi was overjoyed because the monks blocked Wu Yazi's first attack on the law. But as soon as he saw that the three-legged blacks hovering behind him were brewing to unleash a strange white fire, his face fused loudly and reminded Dao Zhiyue Monk again: "Master, be careful!"

Zhiyue also has the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and is the highest cultivation among this group of monks. Wu Yazi also commanded his three-headed three-legged black to attack Zhiyue at the first time.

Zhiyue, who was sitting in mid-air, felt that the three-headed three-legged black that had not yet flown in when Qing Yunzi reminded her, and there was already a wave of fire rolling in.

Zhiyue only felt that there were red lights in the air nearby, and countless black and red flames the size of beans appeared out of thin air. And with him as the center, it seems that the space within a radius of dozens of zhang has been completely ignited.

When Zhiyue saw this, she turned a blind eye to this vision, and only took a deep breath, "The benefactor has been obsessed with not understanding for a hundred years, and has been deceived by people for a hundred years, is it still wrong and used by others? Only its emptiness can contain all things...... In that case, let the old man give you some guidance!" Zhiyue said slowly, suddenly opening her mouth and squirting out a small bell.

Then, stretching out his hand and touching the small bell, the small bell immediately swelled in the wind, turning into a huge bell with Buddha seals and runes engraved on all sides.

With a wave of the golden spirit ruler in his other hand, a huge silver lotus appeared in the air where Zhiyue was sitting again, and it quickly transformed into a lotus seat. But this time, there was a thin layer of silver gauze-like things around the silver lotus, suspended in the air and motionless, blocking everyone's sight, and temporarily cutting off the three-legged black wave of fire.

When this silver lotus covered by a light veil was floating lightly in mid-air, the three-legged black divine power fire that originally appeared to surround Zhiyue was silently extinguished and disappeared. In the depths of the silver veil, Zhiyue, who was sitting in the center of the silver lotus, slowly rose higher, as if she was standing on the silver lotus. Among them, the image below his knees was shrouded in a layer of cyan mist, but Lu Wantian and other monks who also had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant could clearly see that they were two green lotus roots growing from the silver lotus under the eyes wrapped in spells, which not only supported Zhiyue's entire body, but also temporarily acted as Zhiyue's two legs.

"Master Zhiyue, your legs ?......"

When Dong Xueqing screamed out in a voice, Zhiyue just smiled slightly, closed her eyes, held the giant bell magic weapon with one hand, and held the golden spirit ruler in the other, and there were words in her mouth.

"Haha, the four major monks are empty, and if one skin is broken, it will be crippled! Do the two neighbors still want to help the abuse for their own selfish desires?"

Although Lu Wantian, Dong Xueqing and others were very close to the Shao Room Sect, because they rarely had contact with Zhiyue and other people from the Buddhist Sect, they never knew that the head of the Shao Room Sect had long been disabled......

In Zhiyue, this Sanskrit sound is like a hearty laughter. A five-colored light curtain that rose directly from his body emitted freely. Then he stood the figure of the silver lotus. took a step, and at the same time, the golden spirit ruler in his other hand struck the giant bell, and Zhiyue's figure disappeared out of thin air like Wu Yazi.

Dong Xueqing immediately realized that there was something in Zhiyue's words, and when she lowered her head slightly to think about the implication of Zhiyue's words.

And at this moment, as soon as the buzzing sound of "dang" sounded, a huge Buddhist cross light and shadow appeared out of thin air at the bottom of the monks sitting, and quickly spread in all directions.

At the same time, the group of monks who formed a formation and carried Wu Yazi's Dharma Image, after bathing in this Buddha light, their spirit and mana increased greatly, and Sanskrit Zen sang more neatly and loudly.

Fueled by this Sanskrit sound, after a while, the entire hall was covered by the Buddha Seal Cross Light Array in front of the three-legged black sea of fire, and there were circles of five-colored spiritual light.

Everything began to distort and deform, and in the end, the flames of the three-legged blacks dimmed, and a round of attacks from three three-legged blacks of about level eight was turned into a sea of five-colored mist, drowning everything into it.

At this time, Lu Wantian and the other monks withdrew from the scope of the two sides one step earlier, and looked at the sea of fog, speechless for a while.

I don't know how long later, Lu Wantian and Dong Xueqing glanced at each other, then sighed lightly, shook their heads and sighed, and began to feel a little regretful for coming here to participate in this spirit hunting conference. Things are far more complicated than they imagined, and now they are actually involved in the Buddha sect and the three great monks of 3,000 years ago.

Although at this time, they still can't fully believe what Zhiyue said. However, out of respect and sympathy for an enlightened monk, and with disability, they could not help but feel a trace of remorse in their hearts.

Dong Xueqing even whispered to Lu Wantian and asked, "As the Great Elder of the Song Gao Sect, do you still have something to hide from me? Is this really a forbidden place that was forbidden by the three major monks three thousand years ago, as Zhiyue said?"