"How do I know...... I don't have anything to hide from you, you were also present when the master passed on the position of Great Elder to me, and he didn't say anything to me, let alone mention anything about the forbidden land three thousand years ago......" Lu Wantian spread his hands and said to his skeptical wife, Dong Xueqing.

Suddenly, as if he thought of something again, he frowned and muttered, "Three thousand years ago, there were no great cultivators in this sect, how could they know...... Wait, three thousand years ago?...... Could this place have something to do with 'that person', so it will cause the three great monks to seal this place?......"

Lu Wantian's voice was not high, but he did not know how to cover it, which attracted the side eyes and surprise of many nearby monks. At this time, most people guessed the possibility of Tibetan Qingyun from the suspicion that Nuwa True Immortal had descended to earth, combined with the ban on this place by the three major monks three thousand years ago that Zhiyue said. At this time, when he heard Lu Wantian's surprised words, his eyes suddenly burst out with greedy desire, and he summoned his magic weapons and magic weapons one after another, preparing to break the prohibition behind the stone tablet again under the defeat of Wu Yazi and Zhiyue, and snatch the treasures and exercises that may have been left by Zang Qingyun.

Don't look at these Yuanying monks who are usually high-minded, it was because what Wu Yazi said was still a little illusory, and they still had doubts in their hearts. But when another, more realistic conjecture arises, they all blindly succumb to it. It is even thought that this is no longer a conjecture, but a fact.

At the same time, Wu Yazi, who was in the five-colored Buddha seal, sat in the protection of a black mist-like three-legged black magic array of light, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the Fire Crow Sword floating in front of him. Under the sword, a purple-gold flame surrounded the fire crow sword.

At the same time, a thick strange smell slowly emanated from the sword. If you look down from above, you can see rows of mysterious liquid tumbling in the sword groove of the Fire Raven Sword. This liquid is not only colorful and colorful, but also gurgles from the sword groove and many five-colored bubbles emerge, and then it keeps exploding. This strange smell is spicy mixed with a strange aroma that makes people want to be intoxicated.

"That's the situation of refining the multicolored stone into the magic weapon......" The sharp-eyed Lu Wantian couldn't help but whisper when he saw what he needed most at the moment. This is also the biggest deal between him and Wu Yazi, and Lu Wantian does not have too much hope for the treasures hidden in the monuments here.

But at this time, Wu Yazi had no time to deal with Lu Wantian. I saw that his face was hideous, and he pointed to the fire crow sword in front of him. "Zhiyue, you don't hesitate to let these little monks go, then go and die with them!"

The fire crow sword immediately buzzed, dripped, and stood upright, and when the five-colored liquid splashed around it had not fallen, it roared wildly, and a peerless five-colored sword light was split, and even the person with the sword went straight to the Buddha seal......

###### "This is the purple flame I have refined for a hundred years, do you have any utensils that hold this kind of extreme fire?" Wu Ming held a small but purple flame in his palm, and said to Sun Fengzhao with a smug expression.

This is also a wisp of deep-sea purple flame that Wu Ming collected just now after removing an unprocessed natural separator stone on the refining tank built by an ancient monk.

According to Wu Ming, this kind of extreme fire is not hot but has the characteristics of strange cold, but it has a good effect on refining ordinary magic weapons and magic weapons, especially magic weapons and spiritual weapons with cold attributes, and even more advanced utensils. Not only can it better refine the required cold attribute treasures, but it can also improve magical powers, power and other miraculous effects. And this kind of extreme fire, as long as there is a suitable spell and practiced diligently, it can also be refined into a kind of supernatural power of its own, which can be directly sent and received inside and outside the body, attacking opponents, or for protection.

"No!" his eyes widened as he watched Wu Ming send and receive this extremely hot supernatural power, licked his lips, and replied with a shudder.

Wu Ming looked at Sun Fengzhao's naïve appearance, smiled slightly, dragged the wisp of extreme fire to move the angle, and quickly sucked it at Sun Fengzhao, and as a result, the extreme fire flew towards Sun Fengzhao's body.

"Oh, what are you doing old madman?......"

Sun Fengzhao, who was taken aback by Wu Ming's actions, shouted when he saw the extreme fire flying towards him, and he was about to jump away in a hurry. But as soon as Sun Fengzhao started his figure, he suddenly felt that the mana around his body was imprisoned by Wu Ming again. Not only that, but when that extreme fire touched Sun Fengzhao's body, the purple flame immediately merged into it strangely and turned into invisible.

At this time, Sun Fengzhao noticed that his whole body had been protected by a ray of golden light from Wu Ming's other hand. And relying on the runes that were frequently entered into Sun Fengzhao's body on this ray of golden light, he helped Sun Fengzhao to collect this wisp of purple extreme fire smoothly and harmlessly.

Sun Fengzhao only lifted his whole body and shivered three times in a row, and his body returned to normal, and there was no discomfort.

"You...... What did you do to me?" Sun Fengzhao still glared at Wu Ming in horror, and after taking a few steps back, he pointed at Wu Ming and asked.

"You little fool, just now, with my help, others have to at least reach the stage of the extreme fire that can be controlled, and I have already helped you put it into your body. In the future, not only will you have an additional supernatural power, but you will also be able to greatly increase the level of the Three Flavors True Fire that you will cultivate in the future...... I don't know why you dare to look at me like this...... Hey, what are you running?......" Wu Ming continued to smile, and when he slowly said to Sun Fengzhao with his hands behind his back, Sun Fengzhao turned around and ran out.

"The devil believes in you......"

Sun Fengzhao dragged a long series of tail notes, turned around and ran out. He didn't believe that Wu Ming would be so good to him, he wanted to hurry up and find his wife Lu Qixin, and ask her to verify what harm and sequelae this purple ghost extreme fire would have if it was forcibly put into his body by Wu Ming.

But as soon as Sun Fengzhao rushed out of this place, the earth-shattering drums and Sanskrit chanting sounded in the original hall. A silver chain also happened to collapse when Sun Fengzhao rushed out of the forbidden. Although there were only a few monks chanting at the same time for some reason, the entire Sun Fengzhao and others were enveloped in the sound of the scriptures for a moment.

"Hua Dashao, what's wrong with you, what were you talking about just now?"

Chu Yunfei, who was sitting next to Hua Jue and was originally immersed in copying exercises, stopped everything in his hand when he heard the sudden sound of chanting in the hall, and stared blankly at the few monks who flashed from a silver chain.

Suddenly, with the sound of scriptures, Hua Jue, who was beside Chu Yunfei, muttered a sentence in his mouth and opened his eyes, but except for the monks who were chanting the scriptures, he felt that nothing had changed here.

After Hua Jue heard Chu Yunfei's words, he glanced at him and muttered, "Could it be that this is the Dharma mind power mentioned in Buddhism?"

"What telekinesis?"

When Chu Yunfei couldn't understand his mouth, he only heard Qin Yongxiu on the side pointing to the white mist that suddenly appeared in front of them and the white mist that gathered on their heads, and said cautiously: "Buddhism has clouds, magic is not against supernatural powers, supernatural powers are not against karma, karma is not against mental power, mental power refers to the original wish of the human heart, and it is also a kind of Buddhist magic, which refers to the power formed by the common concentration of the three things of human body, language, and consciousness." This kind of power can eliminate karma, break the demons in the heart, and can communicate with heaven and earth, producing great magical powers. In Buddhism, it is said that 'the mind achieves the Pure Land', and this is what it means!"

"It is said that the magic power of Buddhism can dissolve the violent spirit, is it true? But this sutra does make people feel at peace when they hear it. ”

When he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, he didn't have much impact on Lu Qixin's cultivation in the later stage of building the foundation to feel this Buddhist supernatural power.

When these monks suddenly appeared here on a silver lotus and heard a Sanskrit sound, Lu Qixin entered into their release of mental power, and the feeling that seemed to calm their souls was calm.

How magical this feeling is, Lu Qixin only feels that the dust in his heart is washed away clearly one by one in the Zen chanting, and the thoughts in his mind become more and more clear and thorough, and time seems to stop at this moment. Lu Qixin didn't know how long it took, the white mist full of mental power in the sky suddenly dissipated, and Sun Fengzhao's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Bell bell!"

Sun Fengzhao's appearance was not unremarkable, the quaint, rough-made token made a pleasant sound, absorbing the white mist power emitted by those monks, and swirling around Sun Fengzhao's body again and again.

Of course, Sun Fengzhao had also heard Lu Wantian introduce the Buddha's telekinesis, but he had never believed in the existence of such ethereal Buddhist powers that could influence people. However, the hundred mist formed by the chanting of these monks seems to be difficult to find another explanation other than telekinesis.

When Sun Fengzhao's token in the storage bag flew out disobediently again, he also tried to let his divine sense come into contact with those mist. This mist not only made him feel a warm breath entering his body, but also in this mist, there seemed to be a great monk explaining the scriptures, Sanskrit chanting, and mouth can be a lotus.

Those monks who chanted the scriptures were originally reciting very fast, and Sun Fengzhao couldn't understand the scriptures at all. But as soon as he came into contact with these white mist, when the token sounded happily and circled around him quickly, all of a sudden, in his mind, perhaps in his divine sense, it seemed that he had begun to chew words, and one word after another flashed from Sun Fengzhao's mind and eyes, extremely clear.

He also seemed to have read these scriptures at once, just like the holy water in the pure bottle in the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he naturally pinched out a Buddha seal with one hand and made an orchid shape with the other. These voices and fonts washed over and over again Sun Fengzhao's mind, making his thoughts and thoughts more clear, clear, and peaceful.

But as soon as Wu Ming, who followed Sun Fengzhao and walked out of the forbidden position slowly, heard these chantings, his face changed, and after he said, "It's broken!", his figure shook, and he appeared in the hall, and stood in the middle of the monks, Sun Fengzhao, Lu Qixin and others.

These monks who chanted the sutras didn't know if they were in the right place or not. I only knew the orders of the elders, and as soon as I came out of the transmission silver lotus array, I began to recite the supreme Buddhist scripture "Thousand Nian Sutra" of this sect, and under the orders of the elders, the "Abi Arhat Array" was formed to influence others with the supreme Dharma and block some obsessed sentient beings.

But for the Buddhist monks who thought they should have been teleported away from the region, the "Thousand Recitation Sutras" they recited at the beginning, and when they faced a group of listeners who were doing very well, Sun Fengzhao and the strange token suddenly appeared. Their minds were taken away, and they stopped chanting in surprise, looking at Sun Fengzhao and the token in amazement, not knowing how to do it.

Suddenly, at this moment, an elegant Confucian with a blue face appeared in front of them in a strange spatial fluctuation.

"How did you little bald donkeys come here?...... Wu Ming said that he might have guessed the teleportation method of these monks, but he still couldn't help but ask the question knowingly, or under the mood fluctuations, he said it out of control.

But before he could wait for the answer of the few little monks who were also looking at him blankly, he laughed, and Wu Daodao, who was drooling, shouted like a fool: "Hehe...... They came on an anemone, hehe...... It's so beautiful, Sister Xiaojing, I want to sit on that anemone ......"

Wu Daodao looked at Wu Xiaojing on the side as he spoke, pulled her powdery lotus-like arm, and was about to walk towards those monks. But was stopped by Wu Xiaojing in time and asked him to silence.

Because at this time, when Wu Ming heard Wu Dao say that these monks came by silver lotus, Wu Ming roughly determined something, his face was not only more pale, but also completely lost his previous calm, and he opened his hand to stand upside down and shouted at the three prohibitions: "Wu Yazi, you are a fool, it is a big deal for me!"

And Wu Ming said, and saw the token rotating around Sun Fengzhao's body, "What is this, how is it...... Alas, no matter what......"

Wu Ming didn't have time to take care of seeing Sun Fengzhao's alternative ancient magic weapon displayed again, and he also quickly felt the strange feeling that Sun Fengzhao's magic weapon had a great relationship with Buddhism. It was a wave of spiritual power fluctuation and distortion before and after his body, and his figure disappeared immediately. But when he quickly moved to the forbidden figure that had originally brought Sun Fengzhao into the forbidden form that contained the Purple Extreme Fire, he was blocked by an unexpected invisible resistance.

When Wu Ming reappeared, the chanting of the group of little monks had sounded again, and at this time, they all held the rosary in their hands with one hand and the rosary in their companions' hands with the other, and began to connect together.

"A-nose Arhat Formation!"

Wu Ming groaned slightly, and then laughed miserably: "Just a few little monks, you dare to stop me!" Wu Ming said and raised one arm, revealing a palm that was crystal clear and shining like red gold.

"Even if Zhiyue and your Eighteen Guardian Temple Holy Monks come together, they can't stop me from taking half a step ......"

But seeing his golden five fingers, he was clinging to a soft and invisible light curtain. Almost instantaneously, pieces of golden xia surged out of Wu Ming's hands. The formless Arhat Array, which originally seemed indestructible, buzzed low after the golden glow rolled. The surface of the invisible light curtain rippled.