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Looking at the headless Buddha body that came alive out of thin air and made the Zen lotus gesture, Wu Huo subconsciously took half a step back, his face extremely ugly.

‘The resurrection of the dead? No, absolutely impossible. '

Li Ang also took a few steps back, staring at the headless Buddha body exuding a benevolent aura. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many monks with extraordinary wisdom and enlightenment have tried to break through the limit of longevity and live longer.

Whether it is swallowing pills or practicing special exercises,

Or hide in the cave and breathe spiritual energy all day long,

In the end, it is hard to escape the five declines of heaven and man, and the body gradually becomes old and dull, turning into loess.

Even if you follow the path of the devil and plunder the life and blood for your own use, you can't overcome this point.

‘No matter what the Buddha body that is moving at this moment is, it will not be Shi Xingseng himself. '

Li Ang's heart settled down slightly, and he saw that the headless Buddha ended the lotus handprint, stretched out his index finger, and pointed obliquely at the ground.

Follow the directions.

Ya Jiu released his mind power first, lifted the headless Buddha body in the air,

Then release the sound insulation technique to the surroundings, and untie a Mountain Rat Claw like Li Ang from his belt, melting the soil on the ground to form a downward, one-person-high tunnel.

Ya Jiu stepped into the tunnel first, and activated several talismans along the way.

A water-avoiding talisman that can block the muddy water dripping from the tunnel,

Suspension Talismans that maintain sufficient air around them,

Detect whether there are boulders blocking the road ahead, pathfinders, etc.

Li Ang followed Ya Jiu with the medicine box in hand, pinched the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and counted the time according to his pulse rate.

In ten minutes, the three of them sank about 400 meters down and touched the first underground river. They walked down the underground river system for 100 meters. After finding no way to go, they used the Mountain Mouse Claw again. , sinking downward.

The hand gesture of the headless Buddha body constantly changes the angle of the fingers at a slow speed along the way.

This time, he walked for about twenty minutes, until the air in the tunnel became turbid, and the headless Buddha finally raised his arms completely, pointing straight ahead.

Ya Jiu let out a breath of turbid air slowly, and dug up the soil in front of him with his mountain mouse claws.

boom.

Along with the muddy sand rushing forward and spreading out, a wind with a slightly rotten smell blows head-on.

Ya Jiu threw four talismans and lit them slowly, illuminating the surrounding environment.

Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly, and what appeared in front of him was a vast platform divided into two by the river. The ground in the middle is paved with neat stone bricks, and the surrounding terrain gradually rises and is divided into layers.

There are nine floors in the entire cave, and there are lifelike stone gray and white Buddha statues on each floor.

Those Buddha statues are either sitting, standing, happy or sad. The color and material are similar to that of the headless Buddha, all facing the middle of the platform - there is a small island in the middle of the river,

Among the pedestals on the island, there is a half gray and white Buddha statue - he sat cross-legged, leaving only the lower body.

Looking at the shape of the fractured surface, it was the one in Ya Jiu's hand.

Li Ang frowned, and he could clearly feel that the moss in his body was about to move.

The feeling that Mosi was attracted by the blue and black stone statue in Shengyefang at that time reappeared.

The Buddha Pagoda of Jingnian Sect.

Ya Jiu narrowed his eyes, saw Li Ang frowned, and explained casually: Jing Nian Sect is also the former Sui sect, and its power was once the leader of Zen sect, and it often lectured for the Sui Emperor.

That monk Shi Xing was said to be the reincarnation of a sage of the Jingnian Sect.

Li Ang had read the school materials and knew the status of Jingnianzong in the history of the former Sui Dynasty. He asked, Is he from Jingnianzong?

Yes and no.

Ya Jiu habitually said, The Jingnian Sect was wiped out by several sects at the end of the Sui Dynasty. It is likely that Shi Xingseng obtained some classics from the Jingnian Sect by chance.

While practicing the ancient method, I took advantage of the opportunity to find this pagoda where the sarira of the Jingnian Sect monk was stored.

Stupas, also known as square tombs and round tombs, are buildings dedicated to relics, scriptures or religious objects.

oh.

Li Ang nodded, So you want to use Shi Xingseng's body to guide the way, find this place, and collect the treasures here?

treasure?

Before Ya Jiu could answer, Wu Huo on the side sneered and said, The monks of Jingnian Sect were all killed at the end of Sui Dynasty, and the entire sect building on the surface was razed to the ground. Here are all dead body Buddhas. There are treasures.

The real treasure is Shi Xingseng himself.

He is the only person in this world who knows the secret of Jingnianzong.

You want to revive him?

Li Ang glanced at the half-length stone statue on the platform in front of his eyes, and suddenly thought of something.

The incomplete Buddha statue is surrounded by rivers, presumably because the stone statue has been in disrepair for a long time, eroded and broken by the wind, and fell into the dark river. By chance, it was fished out by fishermen in the ghost city and auctioned off to Yajiu and others.

Resurrection? No, no, that's against common sense. First of all, no one can live forever, including the Haotian headmaster and Xuegong Shanzhang.

Secondly, the stone statue still lacks the most critical head,

Wu Huo shook his head, and said in a prolonged voice, Besides, we still have friends here.

The moment the voice fell, Wu Huo stomped on the ground, his figure shot out like an electric shot, and he slapped the original dark place with his palm.

From it, a low figure wearing a black robe and blending into the darkness emerged.

The low figure still wanted to resist, clasped his palms together, concentrated his thoughts, and made the long sword at his waist fly out by itself, chopping at Wuhuo.

However, the phantom behind Wu Huo burned fiercely, clearly showing the fierce appearance of the nine-headed ghost car,

The nine heads of Ghost Che stared at each other, making the other party terrified, his body stiffened, and he couldn't control Feijian at all.

Wu Huo firmly grabbed the opponent's neck, pulled off his mask casually, glanced at the tattoo on the side of the opponent's cheek, sneered and increased his strength.

stop.

On the other side of the cave, a youth's voice sounded.

A group of people in black robes and ghost masks walked over and stood a hundred meters in front of Wuhuo.

You came with us?

Wu Huo slightly loosened the restraint on the black-robed man's neck, and said casually: I knew that the immortal Buddha body, such an abnormal thing, would inevitably attract the prying and investigation of interested people.

But there are so many missing Buddha statues, there must be ghost town citizens who sold the rest of the Buddha body parts to others.

As the other buyer, you know that the Buddha body has value, but you don't know how to use it, so you have to observe and track it secretly.

That's why I took the initiative to buy some food in the ghost market, so that you can follow the smell - you follow us, wanting to get the complete Buddha body and figure out its use.

And my purpose is also to kill all of you and get your Buddha body parts.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the cicada is plotting against the mantis.

Wu Huo, who seems rough but actually careful, has an indifferent expression on his face, as if he has already decided the other party,

A man in black couldn't help scolding sharply: Do you know who we are? The one next to me is the young master of the demon sect who purifies the world and bright flames

It's been smelled for a long time. Claiming to be a demon sect, claiming to be the survivor and successor of hundreds of demon sects in the former Sui Dynasty. In fact, it's just a poor worm of the mass newspaper group to keep warm.

With a little force on the palm of Wu Huo's hand, he crushed the neck of the black-robed man he was carrying, let go of the corpse, and walked towards the so-called young master of the Demon Sect.

Click click click.

Wu Huo twisted his neck, and a sinister smile rose from the corner of his mouth, How do you want to die?

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Li Ang frowned, looked at the situation over there, and whispered to Ya Jiu: Aren't you going to help?

Let him play for a while, let's put Shi Xingseng's Buddha slough on the pedestal first.

Crow Nine also didn't pay attention to the group of people who came after him. After repeated blows during the period of Yu Chu and the Holy Queen, the Demon Cult of Yu State was severely damaged, and there were only three or two big cats and kittens left. Dissatisfied with the arrogance and domineering of the former Sui Dynasty.

It was more like a loose alliance formed by a group of frustrated people who practiced magic arts.

Each faction can concoct its own saint son and saint daughter inside. There is no gold content.

The fact is just as Yajiu said,

Wu Huo completely opened the nine-headed ghost car behind him, and his whole body swelled twice. He could scatter the effect of the spell with a single slap, and twist the flying sword into twists with a single twist.

The group of people who claimed to be the Demon Sect's Jingshi Mingyan, relied on exquisite cooperation in front of Wuhuo to resist with difficulty,

Under the protection of the guards, the young master gritted his teeth and held a long-life lock-shaped alienated object, hesitating.

Young master, activate the Jingshi Mingyan!

An old man from the demon sect had his beard and hair all spread out, with his arms crossed in front of him, resisting Wu Huo's punch, his face flushed involuntarily, and a layer of blood oozed from the skin of his arm.

Young Master Jingshi Mingyan finally showed a resolute expression on his face, just about to break the longevity lock,

The head of the old man from the Demon Sect just now suddenly exploded, splashing Wu Huo with red and white things all over his body.

Varied

It's not just that everyone in the Demon Sect is unbelievable, unbelievable. Wu Huo himself was equally astonished, he wasn't the one who blew the opponent's head off just now.

Who is that?

boom! boom! boom!

Dull sounds sounded one after another, and several people from the Demon Gate were slammed against the wall or the ground by a powerful and tyrannical force, crushing them like squeezing fruit.

Including the young master of the demon sect, who was also grabbed by the invisible force and lifted into the air. His fingers frantically tapped the Longevity Lock, but he couldn't break free from the bondage and destroy it.

Squeak, squeak.

Accompanied by the hoarse sound of the turning of the wooden hub, a group of figures appeared under the firelight.

The guards of the Kou Mansion, Kou Huai'an himself, and the elderly man sitting in the wheelchair he was pushing.

Kou Wukui.

This former Master of the Candle Heaven Realm was indeed in extremely poor condition as Ya Jiu had guessed.

His face was pale and wrinkled, his eyelids were drooping, and his eyes were dull and dazed, as if he didn't know what happened at all.

On the back of his ten fingers, there are three golden needles inserted in each, like a seriously ill patient who needs long-term acupuncture to maintain his activities.

But his strength actually exists.

Kou Huaian gently pinched the golden needle on the back of his father Kou Wukui's finger, and moved it forward.

boom!

Kou Wukui's decaying body burst out with majestic and majestic thought power, and the powerful force slammed into Wu Huo's chest, flying him out and embedding him directly into the wall.

Meet you again, all three.

Like manipulating a toy, Kou Huaian, who played with his father to let him release his mind power, raised his head and smiled slightly at Ya Jiu and Li Ang.