The World of Evil Spirits: I Push This World Across the World with My Flesh

Maybe even five turns!

"Okay, take me to a place with dragon grass, you don't need to ask about other things!"

Jiang Dao's tone was cold.

Monk Fayuan's heart twitched rapidly, struggling hard, nodded and said, "Okay, but I'm only responsible for taking you to the place, whether you can get it is up to you!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Jiang Dao stood up and walked out of the cave first.

Monk Fayuan gritted his teeth and followed behind.

But as soon as he walked out of the cave, he was surprised again, because Jiang Dao's aura was hidden too perfectly, not a trace leaked out, it was pitch black, almost indistinguishable from the dense darkness.

Not only that, but Jiang Dao suddenly raised a big hand and pressed it on his shoulder. A thick layer of blackness, like ink, spread from Jiang Dao's body quickly, covering Monk Fayuan's body soundlessly.

In an instant, the body of Monk Fayuan became dim and hazy, almost blending perfectly with the surrounding darkness.

Monk Fayuan was secretly suspicious, and immediately stepped forward, leading Jiang Dao to the distance.

Walked all the way, silently, without attracting anyone's attention.

Even along the way, they were lucky enough to meet several groups of spirit eliminators who also broke into the old Buddhist temple at night.

Jiang Dao didn't pay any attention to these spirit eliminators.

soon.

Finally, Monk Fayuan led Jiang Dao to a huge pagoda.

The entire pagoda is golden in appearance and stands firmly. At a glance, it is nine stories high, filled with a quiet, peaceful and mysterious atmosphere. There are huge golden skulls around the pagoda. Unspeakably weird.

"right here?"

"Yes, on the fourth floor of the pagoda is the dragon grass!"

Monk Fayuan whispered solemnly.

"What about the other floors? What are the fifth and sixth floors?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"From the fifth floor to the seventh floor, there are the remains of other eminent monks who are in nirvana. As for the seventh floor and above, I don't know what is stored in it. I have never been there since I was born!"

Monk Fayuan whispered.

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"is it?"

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes, stared at the pagoda closely, and asked, "Are there any guards in the pagoda?"

"Before, there was an eminent monk of the Hui generation who was guarding it, but now I don't know which high-ranking monk of the Hui generation is still there?"

Monk Fayuan whispered.

brush!

While they were observing, suddenly a strange black light flashed not far away, and it was so fast that it came to the huge stupa in an instant and turned into a figure in black robe.

After the figure appeared, his face was solemn, he turned his head suddenly, and glanced in all directions. After seeing no one around, he moved again and got into the pagoda completely.

"There are other people who want to sneak into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda!"

Monk Fayuan was shocked and angry.

He was able to bring Jiang Dao here because he had no choice but to survive.

But let him see other people breaking in, that's absolutely impossible.

Jiang Dao's tone was cold, he squeezed his shoulder, and said, "Why are you panicking? I just asked him to test whether there are eminent monks guarding inside. If there are no eminent monks guarding him, I will crush him to death. If there are eminent monks guarding him, he will be fine if he goes in." die!"

Monk Fayuan breathed a sigh of relief, his expression changed suddenly, and he whispered, "Are you really willing to help my old Buddhist temple crush that person to death?"

"The two of us are friends after all. I took your dragon grass. What's the point of killing a few people for you?"

Jiang Dao spoke calmly.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Monk Fayuan nodded again and again, and suddenly felt that Jiang Dao was not so difficult to get along with.

Perhaps he was completely instigated by the other families before attacking Jiang Dao...

The two watched quietly outside.

The entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda seemed to have been very quiet, almost without any sound.

Through the small window, occasionally the black shadow inside could be seen shaking from time to time, at an extremely fast speed, as if looking for something.

"It seems that the eminent monk of the Hui family is not here, that's all right, you go back first!"

Jiang Dao's tone was indifferent, his palm suddenly withdrew from Monk Fayuan's shoulder, his body turned into a shadow, and he rushed towards the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and disappeared in a flash.

As Jiang Dao withdrew his palm, Monk Fayuan's body quickly emerged from the strange shadow state. His expression changed, he turned around quickly, and left here quickly.

Inside the dark golden Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda.

Jiang Dao's body flashed and appeared on the first floor.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda on the first floor has nothing unusual, except that it is full of tablets, there is nothing else, Jiang Dao directly plundered towards the second and third floors.

The second and third floors are full of scriptures and various ancient books.

Books are filled with bookshelves, in pieces.

After reaching the second floor, the entire Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas was pitch black, with no light at all.

But for Jiang Dao's cultivation base, whether there is light or not is the same.

His eyes roughly swept across the many ancient books on the third floor, and suddenly he noticed something in his heart.

These ancient books should have recorded many ancient things.

It is not known whether the records of Pisces mirror and black jade bracelet can be found in these ancient books.

Also, the Divine Artifact of Destiny in his body is quite weird, so let's look it up later.

Jiang Dao shook his body, and then swept towards the fourth floor. His pores were all closed, his breath was restrained, and his whole body was like a shadow, completely without breath.

As soon as he entered the fourth floor, he could see one after another huge mysterious coffins stored in the fourth floor, and strange black plants grew on each of the mysterious coffins.

Dragon grass!

He narrowed his eyes and stared at all this.

These dragon grasses are still on the coffin and have not been pulled out?

Scanning his eyes, he soon noticed the black shadow that broke in before.

The strange black shadow turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man at this moment, his face was pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round, and he didn't seem to have a trace of blood on his body, with strong greed, his hands were grasping a stalk of dragon grass, struggling to pull it up. moving.

"Baby... These are all treasures. Instead of keeping them here without seeing the sun all year round, why don't they all be respectful to Lord Shadow Thief... Hehehehe..."

While laughing lowly, he pulled up vigorously.

But these dragon grasses seemed to grow on the coffin.

No matter how hard he exerted himself, he was still unable to pull out an inch.

With his strength, it stands to reason that he should have pulled out all the coffins at once, but the strange thing is that the coffin below is also extremely heavy, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't pull it out.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The man got angry, let go of his palm, and was about to change his posture before pulling out.

But at this moment, he showed a look of horror.

I saw that this weird dragon grass was firmly stuck to his palm, and he couldn't move it away no matter what.

This scared him to death.

"Damn, there's a trap!"

Is it any wonder that there are no eminent monks guarding the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?

There are traps set on these dragon grasses, once the palm touches them, they can no longer be removed.

"Damn!"

He cursed, continued to pull out, gritted his teeth, and burst out with all the strength in his body.

Jiang Dao, who was hiding in the dark, watched all this quietly, his heart agitated.

There are actually traps!

Monk Fayuan doesn't know?

Or is he deliberately cheating himself?

Thinking of this, his body flashed to the extreme, like black lightning, suddenly appeared behind that person, and under the shock of that person's face, he slammed a firm palm on his back.

With a bang, this palm was extremely powerful, piercing through the man's back on the spot, and the palm came out from the chest, causing all internal organs to explode.

The man spurted blood wildly, and looked at Jiang Dao in horror, "You... who are you?"

"It seems that your life is quite big, isn't this dead?"

With a calm face, Jiang Dao slowly withdrew his palm and said, "How about I pull out the dragon grass for you!"

In the man's horror, he grabbed the man's arm and pulled it out suddenly.

puff!

He finally tore the tough dragon grass from the mysterious coffin.

But the palm of the man was also dripping with blood.

It's nothing, Jiang Dao held the man's arm, smiled, and suddenly squeezed again in the opposite direction, an unimaginable colossal force suddenly burst out.

puff!

The man screamed, and Jiang Dao pulled his entire arm out from his shoulder on the spot.

Just as he was about to scream, Jiang Dao's other palm pinched his cheek, and his broad palm tightly covered his mouth.

"Don't shout, if you want to blame it, blame yourself for being unlucky..."

Jiang Dao's tone was calm, but his five fingers pinched lightly, like a watermelon.

With a click, the man's head was shattered on the spot, and he died tragically.

Jiang Dao looked at the broken arm in his hand, stretched out his fingers, and took out the dragon grass that was still tightly held on the broken arm, and observed with his eyes, "Is this the dragon grass?"

The black plants looked ordinary, as if they were no different from the weeds on the side of the road.

But it is this thing that can only be grown at the cost of the lives of eminent monks in the old Buddhist temple.

I just don't know if his Pisces mirror can be perfectly copied?

In order to prevent the double fish mirror from being unable to copy, he looked at the other dragon grasses again, and walked directly towards the remaining dragon grasses.

Chapter 3 Wanfo Pagoda revived?

Jiang Dao's movements were extremely fast, and he came to a dragon grass, wrapped in true energy in his wide palm, as if wearing a thick glove, grabbed the black dragon grass, and then pushed upwards vigorously. pull out.

puff!

Another dragon beard was pulled out of the coffin by him.

These dragon grasses were indeed extremely weird, with sticky force attached to them, even if his palm was wrapped in zhenqi, it was almost stuck to it.

Jiang Dao became more and more suspicious.

Is this layer of stickiness forbidden?

He continued to plunder towards the other dragon grasses, quickly pulling them up one by one.

But just when he was pulling out to his heart's content.

Inside the old Buddhist temple.

In a wing room.