Knock, knock.

"Guest, what you wanted, the little woman bought it back. ”

Soon after Yuqing and the others left, there was a knock on the door outside the meditation room.

"It's coming!"

Han Chao opened his eyes, his face showed compassion, and as soon as he took a step, the person came to the door, opened the door, and welcomed the person in.

She is a beautiful maid in the Immortal Palace.

"This is the nine-ring Zen staff, this is the purple gold bowl, please take a look!"

A beautiful maid dressed in white entered the door and said softly. A flash of inspiration flashed in his palm, and a gilt gold nine-ring Zen staff and a purple gold bowl appeared.

A good nine-ring Zen stick, nine feet long, with pure gold luster, hanging Ruyi beads, Mani beads, night pearls, dust beads, purple coral, relics, dust beads, red agate, nine treasures of wind beads, fluorescent large, illuminating the whole house.

It is a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Look at the purple gold bowl again, the ancient Buddhist text on the seal, crystal clear, like glass, revealing a trace of sacred golden light.

It is also a high-grade spiritual weapon.

"Amitabha! Thank you Daoyou! The little monk walks outside, the Dharma weapons are all destroyed, I can only buy two more here, thank you! Check out!"

Han Chao folded his hands and bowed eleven times, took the nine-ring Zen staff and the purple gold bowl, and chanted a Buddha name with a divine expression.

After speaking, he shook his right wrist lightly, and looked at the nine-ring Zen staff on the ground and lightly pestleed.

Jingle bell bell.

When the jewels on the gilded staff touch, they immediately make a crisp and pleasant sound, like a breeze blowing through the wind chimes under the eaves.

"Yes. And these prayers ......"

The beautiful maid smiled lightly, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the other party's worship post, jade slip, and transmission note on the corner of the wall.

"After today, maybe the little monk will have no bones, and these prayers will be burned!"

Han Chao smiled indifferently, raised his feet, floated out of the door, and stepped into the teleportation array outside the door. With a flash of inspiration, he appeared in front of the white jade gate of the Immortal Palace.

"Hmph! It's finally waiting for you!"

At this time, a figure pounced over, jumped next to him, and stared at him angrily, it was none other than the outer disciple of the Star Delirium Sect, Mei Ruo.

At the same time, many obscure eyes and divine senses swept on Han Chao.

"This is the Buddhist Martial Saint that Rong Miaoqian invited back?"

"Hey, I haven't seen it! It's really as rumored that the blood is very weak!"

"No, there is something wrong with his physical body! The stars and acupuncture points of heaven and earth in his physical body are all gone?"

"No matter how you look at it, this is a defective martial saint!

......

"Amitabha!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Han Chao held the nine-ring Zen staff in his right hand and the purple gold bowl in his left hand, with a solemn expression, and walked out.

The sound was not loud, but there was a magical power, swinging around and around.

It's hard to ignore.

Immediately, in the crowd three zhang away, a holy golden lotus condensed from the void, bloomed, and slowly rotated, reflecting the divine Buddha's light under the sun.

Above the nine heavens, there seems to be a sky falling. In the dark, there seems to be a burst of Sanskrit sound!

The next moment, Han Chao's figure appeared and stepped on top of the golden lotus.

"Amitabha!"

Another Buddha horn was sung, Han Chao slammed the nine-ring Zen staff, and under the impact of the nine orbs, the fluorescence was released, and the sound was crisp like ripples, sweeping away the irritability and uneasiness in people's hearts.

Let the whole long street be clear.

Before the clear sound fell, Han Chao took another step, and when he reappeared, the person had already reached 30,000 zhang away, floating above the cash lotus.

The nine-ring Zen staff in his hand went down to the pestle, and the clear sound reappeared, connecting with the voice that had not disappeared.

The old sound has not disappeared, but the new sound has appeared, giving people a wonderful feeling.

Step by step!

However, the monks of Langhuan City, whether it was the Divine Realm or the Immortal Realm, their eyes were focused on his feet, and their eyes were shining on the divine lotus flower that was as holy as gold.

One of the 36 supernatural powers of Buddhism!

What is this Buddhist disciple going to do?

A Buddha number, a step golden lotus, a pestle and nine rings of Zen staff, but where the emptiness passes, the Buddha number and the clear sound of the Zen staff are entangled, revealing a vast, heavy, sacred ** meaning.

couldn't help it, all eyes were on him.

"It's hateful, this guy relies on his Buddhist supernatural powers, and he runs fast!" In front of the gate of the Immortal Palace, the girl Mei Ruo retracted her gaze angrily, and her eyes couldn't help but show a trace of suspicion.

The direction of the emptiness is the direction of the Immortal Mountain?

Hum!

Although there is a forbidden space magic circle in this Langhuan City, but I will walk the teleportation array, faster than you! The girl Mei Ruo was surprised and suspicious in her heart, and without saying a word, she turned her head and walked in the direction of the teleportation stone hall.

The Immortal Palace is 80,000 miles away from the Immortal Mountain, and the emptiness is 30,000 zhang in one step, that is, 200 miles, and it will take half a day to get there!

"Half a day, that's enough!"

Above the golden lotus, Han Chao's expression was calm and waveless, and his heart was like an ancient well, without fear or fear.

It was another 'Amitabha Buddha', he stepped on the golden lotus, and the nine-ring Zen staff in his right hand shook and pestle, and the clear sound was faintly opened, and the clear sound of the previous Zen staff that was about to disappear was connected together.

Endless.

In all directions, more and more eyes and divine consciousness focused on him, but they did not interfere with his state of mind in the slightest.

Since you have made up your mind to make a big fuss, how can you lose the audience.

A sneer flashed in Han Chao's heart, with a chin and a lower brow, the person stepped out of the 30,000 zhang again in the faint and clear sound, and above the golden lotus, the green robe fluttered, as if standing against the wind.

Shout.

Above the Nine Heavens, a spirit boat flew out, floating in the air, and quietly followed behind Han Chao.

It's the Temple of Destiny!

Looking at the mysterious symbol engraved on the spirit boat, the monk on the long street was slightly startled.

Rakshasa is also here!

After a while, with a wild dragon roar, the purple-black dragon about a hundred feet long descended through the clouds, shook its head and swung its body, and landed next to the spirit boat.

An incomparably powerful aura spread out wantonly, overwhelming the heavens and the earth, and shocking all things.

Immortal True Immortal!

"Yin impermanence, you are still so arrogant!"

On the spirit boat, a gentle and elegant middle-aged man in white robe turned his head and said lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and he stood with his hands in his hands.

"Humph!"

On the top of the giant dragon's head, the thin old man with his cloak squinted his gaze, like a knife: "Ping Ergou, you are so free today, you will come to see the excitement? It's really rare! Don't you need to look at that sister-in-law of your family? Be careful that she takes advantage of your kung fu to hook up with my disciple of the Rakshasa Residence!"

"Hehe! impermanence, don't worry, I won't hook up with you, after all, my sister-in-law is faint!"

The middle-aged man in the white robe smiled indifferently and sneered at each other.

"Really?"

However, the thin old man named 'Yin Impermanence' smiled gloomily: "It's a pity, Ping Ergou, your sister-in-law can't look down on you, so are you thinner than me!"

This conversation spread with the wind, and many people were immediately stunned, but they didn't dare to show a strange face.

It's a pity that it still hasn't been able to affect Han Chao's mood.

He took a pestle step by step, a Buddha horn, and the cycle repeatedly, each time, it was as accurate as a measurement, without a trace of difference.

"Childish!"

The white-robed middle-aged man replied disdainfully, and his eyes fell on Han Chao: "I won't talk nonsense with you today, I came out for this Buddhist martial saint!"

"Snort. ”

Yin Wuchang sneered and rolled his eyes: "Could it be that the old man is here for you! This Buddhist martial saint, I'm a Rakshasa residence! Wait, don't fight with the old man, otherwise, be careful that the old man is mad, and then send the night killer into the Langhuan Cave!"

Killer of the Night!

It is rumored that the Rakshasa is the most proficient genius monk in the art of assassination! Such characters, cross-level battles are commonplace, and it is rumored that they can be killed along with the invincible martial saints!

"Glad to be there. ”

Hearing this, the white-robed middle-aged man's face was still calm, and he didn't seem to be affected at all, raised his eyes, and looked at the towering giant mountain in the distance: "Tsk, this Buddhist Martial Saint seems to be heading for the Immortal Mountain, if that's the case, then there will be a good show!"

"Hmph! Just the arrogant guys of the Star Delirium Sect have set up a mountain here, and they are annoyed when they look at it. Sooner or later, the old man will make a move and smash it with one palm!"

The fierce light in the eyes of Yin Impermanence flashed, and the killing intent soared to the sky.

"You dare!"

At this moment, accompanied by a faint sound, a sharp aura that shattered the heavens and the earth tore through the sky, penetrated time and space, and shot straight at the Yin Impermanence Facing Gate.

It was a silvery white cold light.

The silver-white cold light of the star sword light, however, this ordinary star delusion sect's basic divine power, when unleashed, is incomparably sharp, and can smash the stars.

"Hmph! what would the old man not dare!"

Yin Wuchang's eyes narrowed, and he replied with a disdainful sneer, and the purple-black dragon under his feet opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the star sword light in one gulp.

At this time, the golden-robed man condensed out of thin air and landed next to the white-robed middle-aged man, it was the elder of the Star Delirium Sect, the immortal true immortal, Lian Lingxi.

The Star Delusion Sect, the Heavenly Mandate Palace, and the Rakshasa Residence gathered in the Nine Heavens at this moment, and the swords were tense.

At this moment, a pillar of wolf smoke rose into the sky, and the blood and qi as strong as a big demon swept in all directions.

Knock knock, knock knock.

The air vibrates, like a giant beating a drum, and the sound vibrates in all directions.

It's Han Chao!

At this moment, his whole body was full of blood and qi, and his robe was bulging, giving people a powerful oppression. Standing around him, it was like standing in front of a big demon, which made people's hearts sway, and their souls were afraid and cringe.

It's better to stand in front of Haori, as if it is about to be burned directly, melted like a candle!

The blood of the Martial Saint!

Twelve thousand three hundred and forty-five dragons with the power of masculinity!

"Amitabha!"

A huge Buddha horn, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, spit out from Han Chao's mouth, and then teleported, the person has reached 30,000 zhang away, the golden lotus is supporting the body, majestic and majestic, like a god descending to earth.

The nine-ring Zen staff fell to the ground, vibrating out a circle of clear sounds.

The martial saint of Buddhism finally appeared in front of the monks of Langhuan City at this moment, which made people can't help but be shocked and curious.

What was shocking was that in the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm, the strength of the Martial Saint and his physical body had reached the power of more than 12,000 dragons, and what was curious was how sharp his Martial Saint fist intent was?

What the hell is he going to do?