The meditation room is not small, and the main hall of ordinary people is similar.

But the inside was empty and clear, except for two things and a painting: a broken futon that had been rotten, and an old wooden fish that had long lost its color, and the cracks of the boss were striking and broken. On the ground in front of the futon, there is a scribbled drawing of carbon strips, which is really flattering

It is estimated that when the stele forest collapsed, this stone meditation room received a lot of impact, and there was nothing to see from the outside, and now Su Jing could see the inside of the house when he opened the door, only to see the top and the wall, all the big and small were cracked, and the roof had been twisted, and it would collapse at any time.

Akame was angry, and he still reminded Su Jing seriously: "The ease of opening the door may be a blessing of magic, or it may be a skillful workmanship, but the stone of this room is the same as other wreckage, it must be heavy, you must be careful when you go in, if it collapses, it can really kill you." ”

He didn't need to ask Su Jing to think of this weight, but he still smiled at Akame and said, "Thank you for mentioning it." As he spoke, he left a flame outside the house, and the Golden Crow Wanchao cursed it secretly to escape at any time, and followed him into the house.

Xiao Xiangliu has a split light and shadow, his body is stronger than Su Jing, he is not afraid, Qi Donglai's ability is no longer in the arts, but he is better than having a strong face, regardless of Xiao Xiangliu's angry eyes, he reached out and firmly grabbed his arm, and followed Su Jing into the house together.

The three corpses probed their brains and saw that the three people in front of them walked in, but the house did not collapse, and they all crept in.

Akame came to the futon and the wooden fish and looked down. He didn't bend down to touch it, and said to Su Jing: "It can't be said that there is no treasure, this futon is made of Tianxin seed jade, and the wooden fish is the texture of the wood pith of the melon field." It's a pity that the treasure silk is scattered and unsustainable, and the fairy wood is cracked and the essence is lost, and it is all wasted. ”

Both Tianxin Seed Jade and Guada Field Wood Essence Su Jing have heard that the former can be drawn from the stone, but in order to draw the silk, the gem must first be soaked in Renhuan real water for a thousand years, and it must be a full thousand years. If you don't move for a moment, if you don't move for an hour, the stone silk will rot. The stone silk drawn is said to be able to bind the sky and the sea, and it is the toughest.

As for the latter, it's wood, yes, and wants to make it take shape. But it has to be tempered by real thunder. The refined things are difficult to damage the gods and Buddhas. It is not bad for eternity.

In the ancient temple of the sky, in an inconspicuous meditation room, the futon of Baoyu was sitting, and the wooden fish tempered by the thunder was cracked.

There are only wooden fish. Seeing the hammer, Lianhua squatted on the ground and carefully looked at the marks left on the wooden fish, and quickly widened her eyes: "It seems that there are finger marks, and the fingers are too hard to break the wooden fish when you knock them with your fingers." ”

Lei Dong also squatted, side by side with Lianhua, but he looked at the futon: "This person's ass is also terrible." ”

The other few people didn't care about the treasures that had been abolished, they were more concerned about the charcoal drawing, a few people twisted their necks, tilted their heads, and kept changing angles to look at the painting, Xiao Xiangliu frowned: "What is the painting?"

The graffiti is a mess that is really hard to read. After carefully looking at it for a while, it was still better to see the red eyes, and said tentatively: "It seems to be a person, here, the head, here, the hand."

Once reminded, the more you look at it, the more it looks.

Blending into the environment, and then looking at the person in the painting, it became more and more obvious, Qi Donglai spoke: "Here is the lotus seat? here, the Buddha's top bun? The fat man's unintentional words in this painting are strange, and the person in this painting is not the Buddha?"

Comprehend it and suddenly realize that it is the Buddha's painting!

From this, the past in the house is also very clear, there was a monk who painted a portrait of the Buddha on the ground, sat on a futon, knocked on the wooden fish, and devoted himself to practice.

Now that the futon is rotten, the wooden fish is damaged, and the practitioner does not know where to go, the Buddha is still lying in the painting, fortunately, the Buddha is soft-hearted and open-minded, if it is a fiery deity, seeing that he is painted so miserably, then the mystery of the collapse of this sacred temple should have an answer.

Even Xiao Xiangliu couldn't help but shake his head and said, "If you can't paint, don't paint, is it difficult to find a Buddha statue from the temple?"

The furnishings are simple, that is, the graffiti is difficult to recognize, and after identifying the portrait of the Buddha, the meditation room can not be seen again. The others were soon in a state of interest, and it was easy to open a door, which turned out to be nothing more than that.

But Su Jing was still looking around-Tu Wan's guidance in a deep sleep, and the vision of a white-faced monk who closed his eyes for a moment, how could there be no mystery in it?

There was nothing else in the meditation room, and the only thing that could be slightly implicated in the eyes was the large and small cracks in the walls and roof. Su Jing looked carefully, and there was nothing abnormal about the cracks, at least with his eyes, he didn't seem to notice anything, his spiritual sense had already spread, and every crack had been swept several times.

After checking carefully, Su Jing still didn't give up, found a big slit that could accommodate his fingers, and reached out directly to probe.

Lei Dong Tianzun hurriedly reminded: "Be careful not to collapse the house." ”

Su Jing smiled: "Don't worry." The two words were relaxed, but before his voice landed, his expression suddenly became hideous, and his laughter had turned into a sharp scolding: "Bastard!"

With the shouting, the figures in the meditation room flickered, and a group of monsters appeared out of thin air, pounced on Su Jing's seventeen sinners, and inexplicably appeared to Su Jing's sudden cruelty.

After being subdued by the evil Buddha, the strength of the seventeen sinners skyrocketed, and even the appearance of the body changed at this moment: the head was covered with a pointed crown, dressed in a colorful robe, with long hair and a shawl, and the human form above the waist was strong and strong, with a very angry face, but under the waist navel was the body of a mighty eagle, with a long tail like a phoenix hanging down!

Half human and half eagle, people look like tyrannical kings and fierce bird emperors, it is clear that they are all turned into 'Garuda' by the evil Buddha!

One of the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, the former protector of the Buddha, the fierce creatures that feed on the dragon recorded in the scriptures, Garuda.

The only difference between these seventeen 'garudas' and the Dharma description is the color, the real Garuda, the whole body is brilliant and brilliant and unsightly, and the seventeen sinners are all obscure and mottled gray and black from their long hair to their bodies to their long tails. There is no sacredness in the look, only indescribable pickles.

And their body shape changed, and their brute strength increased again.

When the first 'Garuda' raised his fists and smashed Su Jing like a drum.

Su Jing reacted so quickly, the long sword roared lightly out of the sheath of the North Underworld, and in front of the unturned kun and the sharp sword's natural shape, 'Garuda' had no intention of stopping, waiting for his arms to be sharpened by the sword, and then only heard a loud sound of 'dang'.

The fist smashed into the blade of the sword, and it was a loud sound of gold and iron between the two swords, and the fists of 'Garuda' were also intact

The seventeen sinful karma of the divine light was taken into this life and turned into the seventeen sinners, the seventeen sinners were put into the black prison by Su Jing and refined into the seventeen death row swords, and the seventeen swords were taken away by the evil Buddha, and finally turned into the ugly Garuda.

These things are karma, evil, swords, and the eight demon tribes that are now half-human and half-eagle

Their physique will be so strong, dare to use their bodies to fight against the Northern Underworld, which is also indispensable to Su Jing's credit, at the beginning, he used Yang Fire to temper them with full care, and refined them all into strange swords, they are swords!

In the meditation room, Su Jing Yubei Ying blocked Garuda's first blow, and then ninety-eight sword feathers floated up and spread in all directions, and Su Jing had no intention of fighting here, and greeted his companions: "Go out and fight again!"

The meditation room cracks and twists, and a gust of wind may cause it to collapse, and it will not be able to withstand the fierce battle between the two sides no matter what, and if it collapses, everyone will not be able to escape the fate of being stoned to death.

In an emergency, they didn't care about nonsense or disputes, Xiang Liu, Qi Donglai and the three corpses flashed out of the house.

The meditation room was not small, but the sudden influx of seventeen large-sized monsters immediately became crowded. However, these evil creatures only cared about attacking the old master, and did not stop the withdrawal of others, and surrounded Su Jing and attacked and killed them.

In an instant, the sword feather was crumbling, Su Jing was not flustered, and when he saw his companion retreating from the dangerous place, he raised his hand and shot a yang fire in front of him, and threw himself into it.

Piercing through the air, Su Jing threw himself into the fire in the house At the same time, he had already jumped out of the fire outside the house, but Su Jing's expression was a little strange, and the anger of the evil thing attack was no longer there, and his face was full of surprise.

The three corpses cared about the deity, and when they saw that his face was different, they asked, "What's wrong?"

As soon as a few words fell, before Su Jing could answer, a series of angry cries rang out, and all the seventeen Garudas chased them out.

Coming to the vast place, Garuda spread their wings one by one and soared into the sky, and when they soared into the sky, their bodies skyrocketed again, turning from a monster with a wingspan of twenty zhang to a huge evil god with a wingspan of twenty zhang away!

The figure has risen, and the majesty of Garuda has truly diffused, although their colors are extremely ugly, but their majesty and majesty, who dares to underestimate them

flapping his wings in the air, half of his breath was useless, and the seventeen Garuda swooped down towards Su Jing again.

The sword light collapsed, the north rushed to the sky, the Kun disappeared and the sky appeared, and the eastern birds of prey faced the western eagle monsters!

A dragon roared hoarsely, and the lifeless vermilion dragon followed closely in the north of the earth, and sixteen cheered in the dragon's ears, this kind of lively battle flying around it likes to fight the most.

How could the other five people let Su Jing meet the enemy alone, thundered and shouted, the three corpses jumped wildly, Yin Tianzi's sword light was swirling, jianzhen Shi unfolded, and in the white sky of the Ferris Temple, a starlight flickered one after another, entering the formation, entering the sword, and following the three corpses to meet the strong enemy in the sky.

Qi Donglai Demon moved again, and one after another, the 'Heavenly Demon Disciples' who were no different from real people rushed into the flock of birds

In the blink of an eye, there was a ball in the air, and I couldn't tell whose fierce cry or whose long blow was like a rainbow!

Seventeen Garuda Sheng is flying like electricity, infinite strength and strong body, but there is no spell casting, in comparison, Su Jing's side of the means is much more brilliant, especially Qi Donglai, in addition to the demon ability, the big spell in his mouth is continuous, the magic seal in his hand is constantly flipping, one after another demon spells rise into the sky, brilliant and fierce——

I'm a little busy today and tomorrow, and the state is a little wrong, it's too late to write the third update, bow and then apologize, these two days are two shifts, continue to add more on Friday, and bow and apologize again.

In addition, thank you to the leader of the alliance of dust and life for his encouragement again, I am ashamed to die, I got the next addition, and I was originally to thank the leader of the alliance of the younger brother of dust and the younger brother of "dust Xiaosheng" for encouragement, but I dragged it to Friday.

I can't say, only serious thanks, serious code words. (To be continued.) )