After saying this, Wu Nan sighed secretly and stopped looking at his master Zenyi. Instead, he set his sights on the battle between Gao Qunshu and Alaya Shi in the distance.
Those two people were obviously just like two ordinary warriors, but in Wu Nan's eyes, every move they made had a certain charm.
This is a manifestation of the combination of body and Tao. Although they are not yet in the realm of Taoism, they are not far away.
Even Fang Yunshan and others are by no means as clear as Wuhan.
After watching for a while, Wu Nan turned around.
Zenyi was already dead, his eyes were open, and his eyes were lifeless.
His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but didn't have time to say it.
His hand was halfway raised, but he could no longer touch Wu Nan. Wu Nan had already taken half a step away. .
"Master, it turns out everything is a lie."
There was no sadness in Wu Nan's eyes, only incomparable calm.
I really want to lie.
Zenyi on the ground was the one who deceived him the most.
...
Outside the main hall.
Lin Ji and Xu Dingtian teamed up to force Xingyuan into a panic.
At this time, Xingyuan had already used Arhat's Golden Body, and he looked like a giant, but his body was already covered in scars, and the monk's robe was stained red with blood.
But it was just a superficial injury.
Lin Ji and Xu Dingtian are both the best in the fifth realm. Even if they join forces, they can still be in a stalemate with Xingyuan for a while.
At this time, the three of them had been fighting for half an hour, but there was still no winner.
"We can't drag it out any longer." Xu Dingtian gasped slightly.
Lin Ji nodded, he had the same idea.
Looking around, the monks from all over Jiuzhou who came here together were already in a bitter fight.
In this Sakya Temple, these monks seem to have endless strength, and they cannot be beaten to death no matter how hard they are beaten. Unless they are crushed by their realm and killed with one blow, it will be a long-term stalemate.
"There's something wrong with this. It may be some kind of formation that is only useful to these monks." Xu Dingtian said.
Lin Ji pursed his lips and glanced in the other direction.
There were some words he didn't know whether to say, for fear of damaging his morale.
But at this moment, another sixth-level bald donkey not far away was also another monk who was supposed to die in his hands, Xing Dharma.
These two people were not dead. No wonder Lin Ji killed them, but only received gifts from heaven instead of some kind of adventure that he should have received.
Lin Ji had always remembered this, although he didn't take it to heart, but now he saw the reason and it became clear.
"Is it possible that even if Xu Dingtian and I kill this guy far away, he will come back to life inexplicably? If that's the case, then just wait for the big guys inside to solve it."
Although he was confused in his heart, Na Xingyuan had already rushed towards the two of them again.
Lin Ji could only temporarily abandon the distracting thoughts in his heart and be careful against the enemy.
...
To the west of Sakya Monastery, outside the Hengduan Mountains.
Buddha Pass.
The ghostly aura covered the sky and the sun, and a city appeared in mid-air, exuding a gloomy aura.
The Ghost King of Liangcheng stood at the highest point of the Ghost King City, quietly looking at the seventh-level monks of Sakya Temple in the distance, eliminating his ghost energy bit by bit.
"Don't waste your efforts. Although you and I are both in the seventh realm, my ghost realm is already complete and integrated. Even if I give you three to five years, you can't break it."
Hearing this, the monk really stopped.
"The ghost king is so capable that the poor monk admires him."
"Haha, after fighting for so long, I still don't know your name."
"The poor monk is enlightened by Zen."
"Zen Ming... all the Zen people in Sakya Temple are in the seventh realm. Who are you?" the ghost king asked casually.
"There are only two senior fellow apprentices, me and Zen Yi, in the temple."
As he spoke, Chan Ming simply let go of his mind and allowed the ghost energy to surround him.
Although it was difficult for him to break through the Ghost King City, he really hurt the Ghost King of Liangcheng.
But similarly, if the Ghost King doesn't take action himself and just relies on the Ghost King City, then he can leave whenever he wants.
"It's always the Ghost King who asks, can I ask a few questions?" Chan Ming clasped his hands together in a salute.
"explain."
"I have heard that the Ghost King in Liangcheng has no interest in worldly affairs. He has disappeared since he was recruited by the Supervisor Tiansi last year... Why did the Ghost King take action in this matter in Weizhou?"
This question was difficult to answer. The Ghost King snorted lightly and did not respond.
Chan Ming continued to ask: "Have you been bewitched?"
"Who can bewitch and enter the Taoist realm?" the Ghost King asked in return.
Chan Ming smiled hoarsely and said: "So what if you enter the Tao? So what if you achieve Taoism? Bodhisattvas still have selfish motives, and everything in the world will be based on the word 'greed'. It is not uncommon for the Ghost King to be deceived by others."
"Nonsense." The Ghost King retorted coldly.
But Chan Ming didn't take it seriously and continued: "Let the poor monk guess... I saw Master Mi Zhang following you before... Oh no, that was Master Mi Zhang's Shan Shen Zhang Mi... "
"Yes, the good body of the evil Buddha also left the Sakya Temple and has served the Bodhisattva for thousands of years. It is reasonable for him to know some secrets."
After a pause, Chan Ming's eyes brightened slightly.
"But there are no real treasures in Sakya Temple. There are cultivation resources, but not many that are useful for the seventh realm. I guess the Ghost King and his companions don't like it either... As for gold and silver treasures, spiritual stones and spiritual mines ...If you come here for these reasons, I will inevitably look down upon you."
"After much thought, the person who can persuade the Ghost King should be the body of our Bodhisattva, Alayaji, right?"
Hearing this, the Ghost King narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It seems that the poor monk was right." Chan Ming laughed.
"Then what? After using up so much talk, you just talk nonsense?"
Chan Ming shook his head quickly.
"This is no nonsense."
After pondering for a moment, the smile on Chan Ming's face grew stronger.
"If I tell you that the Bodhisattva's body in the main hall is fake, what should you do?"
"What did you say?!" The Ghost King's eyes suddenly widened.
He took one step out of the Ghost King's City and arrived in front of Chan Ming in the blink of an eye.
"Sure enough, I came here for those withered bones." Chan Ming shook his head slightly, "It's a pity that your plan is destined to fail."
"Speak more clearly!" The Ghost King pressed, his aura becoming more and more sinister.
They tend to fight if they disagree with each other.
Chan Ming continued indifferently: "A remains of the ninth realm can indeed help you to reach a higher level. It may even be possible to break through to the eighth realm and reshape your true physical body."
"But if something like this really exists, do you think you have the strength to get it?!"
The Ghost King remained silent, obviously he was also thinking about it.
Chan Ming chuckled lightly, and then said: "My venerable master was very powerful in Weizhou, but when he returned to the Buddhist country, he was just an inconspicuous Bodhisattva."
"They are just ants in front of the true Buddha."
Chan Ming looked at the Ghost King who had been silent.
"If it is really the remains of the Ninth Realm, people from Daci'en Temple would have come to snatch them away. In which case will they get yours?"
