The eldest host, Jue Miao, appeared in front of the cages with a quiet step, followed by six white-bearded old monks, Jue Miao's gaze finally fixed on Thorn Tile, he raised his hand, reached over the cage and stroked Thorn Tile's forehead.

Thorn Wa's eyes were full of hatred, and his wonderful face showed a look of appreciation, turned around and walked forward to the crystal coffin, and with a dozen of them, dozens of spirit stones were re-embedded in the formation groove.

"Just the kid. ”

The presiding officer's hand was retracted into the monk's sleeve, and the robe on his body shone in the strange light.

"Yes. ”

Among the six old monks, four of them walked in front of the cage of the thorn tile, and the four of them chanted words, and the cage flew up strangely, flying towards the hole that suddenly appeared above, and a full spiritual power leaked down from above.

The big host stared at the entrance of the cave above in a daze for a while, "Senior Brother Jueyin, Senior Brother Juefa, the Buddha girl returns to the west, and the right Dharma Protector Soul Lamp is dim, this matter is very important, and I hereby invite the two junior brothers to take action." ”

"Senior brother, why did you fold so many people to let me wait to get out of the customs?" a white-bearded old monk looked dissatisfied.

The big host glanced at the crystal coffin, walked out of the ancient well along the secret road, and the two old monks followed silently, and the big host sighed: "It's my fault in this matter, I underestimated the descendants under the mountain, and the fire of the Xuanmen was still burning after all." ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, little Xuanmen, don't worry, but the Golden Ancient Mansion sent a messenger to bring a letter from the Great Witch, this matter must be handled carefully. Among them, the thinner monk reminded him.

"Therefore, Rulai must be reincarnated as soon as possible and regain his peak strength. The big host's eyes showed a hint of anxiety, "Daomen Qingfeng appeared in Kunlun Mountain, in fact, there is a sense of deterrence, fortunately, Nangong Tai'a was ambushed by me, only escaped Yuanying, among the five elders, Miaoyin Shitai's attitude is not clear, Qingfeng Dao people and I have a bad relationship, Dongfang Ming has always been peaceful, as for that one...... As long as we don't meddle in worldly strife, He won't care. ”

Jueyin Fan Monk smiled inexplicably and said with a wry smile: "That one, in fact, is the most troublesome, after all, the current technology, if you really want to move the real style, the Heavenly Pagoda will also be blown away, in short, don't provoke the fire until you have to." ”

"Therefore, I invite the two junior disciples to go out of the customs, one is to secretly subdue the Nangong family, Senior Brother Miaofa, you go to the Nangong family, Senior Brother Miaoyin, the matter of Xuanmen will be solved by you. The presiding officer commanded.

"Yes, brother. ”

The two old monks and gods are there, and they are confident.

But at this moment, a little monk came over in a panic, "Big host, the right Dharma Protector Soul Lamp is out." ”

The three old monks looked at each other.

The chief presiding officer asked the little monk, "Has the left protector ever returned?"

The little monk was a little trembling, and hurriedly stepped forward, "The left protector didn't come back, but he sent a secret letter. ”

"Bring it. ”

With a move, the chief presiding officer snatched a scroll from the hand of the little novice, the scroll had a strange seal on it, and three layers were applied in a row, the chief presiding looked solemn, and there were words in his mouth, and the seal on the scroll was gradually unsealed, and finally turned into a secret letter written by a golden tadpole.

The big host's gaze swept quickly, and suddenly, his face showed a look of shock, and his hands trembled a little.

"Senior brother?"

The two old monks Juefa and Jueyin looked curious, although they were extremely senior in the Dayin Temple, they could bring a secret letter with three layers of seals, and only the big host could read it.

"What happened?" asked the monk Juefa.

The Grand Presiding Officer handed over the secret letter.

The two old monks held it at the same time.

Soon, the faces of the two showed incredible expressions, and the Juefa monk said: "Senior brother, could the left protector be mistaken? It turns out that the spatial rift is really in Kunlun Mountain!"

The big host waved his hand, "Senior brother, the point is not this. ”

"What do you mean, Senior Brother?" Jueyin looked puzzled, "Back then, we worked together to destroy the Xuanmen, wasn't it just for the six keys that could communicate with the other world? ”

The eldest host closed his eyes, "Two junior brothers, have you forgotten how Rulai was injured?"

Jueyin and Juefa glanced at each other, and their breathing became a little tight, "The ability of Rulai is second only to the old man of Tianji, and the physical body is indestructible and indestructible, and the only people who can defeat Rulai are those legendary remnants." ”

The chief presiding officer took the secret letter and put it away, and instructed: "The plan has to change, put aside the Xuanmen in advance, Jueyin, you go to the Golden Ancient Building...... I suspect the Great Witch King has been resurrected......"

......

In the deep mountains and valleys of Kunlun, Chen Fan's figure appeared near the wooden house again, his huge divine sense swept around, and suddenly, he frowned, and his figure turned into a ball of nothingness and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, a surge of thunder surged and a finger pierced a giant tree in front of him.

Chen Fan's figure was revealed, and an extremely thin hole appeared in the giant tree, and blood gushed out.

"Bang!"

The giant tree exploded, and one of the monks hiding inside was still staring at himself, already in a state of ecstasy, apparently this man thought he was so well hidden that he would not believe until he died, that someone could see through his hiding place.

Chen Fan glanced at the dead monk, and the huge divine sense shrouded the surroundings, not letting go of any suspicious places.

After half a ring, he appeared in front of the wooden house, the place where the Buddha was buried, although it had been covered up again, but it still did not escape Chen Fan's keen observation.

That's why he realized that there might be spies from the Great Sound Temple here.

If it had been before, Chen Fan might not have been able to detect the monk's hiding location, but he completely absorbed the power of the Right Dharma Protector for his own use, and his divine sense was once again enhanced, even much stronger than the Right Dharma Protector.

Chen Fan cautiously entered the wooden house, and he keenly noticed that the wooden house had been turned over.

His heart couldn't help but tighten, if the last box was taken away by the Great Sound Temple, it would be troublesome.

Chen Fan quickly entered the innermost room of the wooden house, his eyes scanned the messy room, and he lowered his head to pick up a futon.

"See-through eyes!"

Chen Fan suddenly opened his perspective eyes and looked towards the ground.

A few seconds later, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and the sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and his wrists were linked, like cutting a tofu block, cutting a not too big square on the floor of the wooden house.

Chen Fan squatted down, his hand explored below for a while, and with a forceful lift, a strange long strip was pulled out by Chen Fan more than a foot high.

Chen Fan carefully measured the long strip and counted his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, this long strip was actually the most primitive mechanism box, once it was violently used, it would be destroyed, and the method of opening this box was recorded in the Qimen Dunjia chapter in the Liuren God Box.

Chen Fan put down the broken sword, calculated the first unbuckle according to the lines on the strip, and then converted step by step, and finally opened the box.

"Click!"

The sound of a clockwork turning sounds like a special feeling.

In Chen Fan's expectant gaze, a six-sided box appeared in front of Chen Fan.

Chen Fan reached out and grabbed the box.

There was a look of excitement on his face, and by coincidence or in the dark, he had finally gathered six six-point boxes.

(End of chapter)