After crossing the border from the Ghost Realm Realm and passing by Yi Tian only felt that he had experienced another time travel and ascension. However, this time his cultivation level has improved, and he has practiced the Buddhist sect's physical skills. In addition, the Void Storm that passed through the World Realm can only be regarded as a parallel interface, which has been much less powerful.

The little monk Xuanwu has the amulet of the Border Gate in his hand, so he naturally does not need to worry about the invasion of the void storm.

This time, Yi Tian flew in the Realm Gate passage not long after he encountered some trouble. Xuan Wu directly broke through the void storm in front of him in the talisman defense cover. His escape speed did not slow down at all. Instead, he flew faster and faster with the blessing of skin care. Not long after, he split the group of wind in front of him and passed through.

At this time, Yi Tian could only envy him secretly, but in the face of the predicament in front of him, he could only bite the bullet and try to withstand it. With the golden light appearing all over his body, he used the Buddha's sect body technique, and a layer of light golden light was slowly coated on his skin.

The whistling gale blew on the protective cover and made a buzzing sound. Yi Tian deserves to slightly enhance the output of spiritual power to maintain the protective cover at a stable level. But the gale gale seemed to be everywhere in the void storm and blew out a thin slit after several hours. Then the gale gale leaked from the thin slit and slashed down from the body, making a "crack" sound, like a wind blade hitting metal. After turning around, he found that his pants had been cut by the wind blade, and some golden light flashed from his lower leg.

Yi Tian secretly used his power to activate the protective cover again and forced out the wind blade inside. He set up the protective cover again later and continued to cross the void storm between the interfaces.

After three days and three nights, Yi Tian finally saw a light spot in front of him. Needless to say, it should be the end of the Realm Gate Channel. After thinking about it, he took out a few pills to take it, and quickly used his power to dissolve it and replenish his spiritual power. Then he flew straight towards the exit with great spiritual light.

Not long after, he rushed into the white halo. Yi Tian felt that his body was lighter and he did not feel like he was in the passage of the boundary gate just now. Then he began to fall infinitely in the light gate. It was estimated that it fell about ten thousand feet deep and then his feet suddenly paused to feel down to the ground.

After the white light faded, Yi Tian found that he seemed to have arrived in a valley where birds and flowers scented, with a large stone splatter under his feet. He looked about twenty feet in size, with many runes engraved on it.

Before he could react, he heard someone outside the magic circle shouting: "Where did the cultivator come from standing in the realm gate array plate to make trouble, and he didn't come out quickly."

Yi Tian was about to tell the difference a few times and suddenly found that the fluctuation of the spiritual pressure on the other party was more than twice as strong as his. He was obviously a mid- and late-stage cultivator of the distraction. He was stunned and swallowed the words in his mouth, and then hurriedly walked out through the corridor next to the magic circle.

After carefully looking around, I saw that there were buildings of Buddha Sect temples around me. The person who just stared at me and shouted was also a fair and innocent monk. In addition, there was a thin monk sitting cross-legged in the distance, closing his eyes and resting and not paying attention to the surrounding matters, but this person felt even more than the fat man in front of him.

He cheered up and walked up to bow his head and said, "I dare to ask my brother Daming, and I will return from the ghost world with my nephew Xuan Wu. On the way, I encountered an interface storm so I arrived one step late."

"Mr. Nephew, I think you are a complete spiritual practitioner, why is it related to my Buddhist monk?" The fat monk said with a strange look on his face: "I am De Chong, the guardian of the Realm Sect here."

"It turned out to be Senior Brother De Chong, who was in the morning of Yitian to be instructed by Master Jingding of the Great Leiguang Zen Temple. He was the junior brother of Abbot Yizhen," Yitian also started to speak casually. Anyway, he said something big, putting the name of the Great Leiguang Zen Temple to calm the other party first.

After hearing this, Na De Chong was stunned at first, then looked at Yi Tian in surprise. A sneer appeared on his face and said, "Don't brag, the abbot of the Great Lei Guang Zen Temple has been hanging for thousands of years. Now it is all dominated by several elders and the head of the Arhat Hall. May fellow Taoist be in the framework of me?"

Unexpectedly, not only did he not scare the other party, but he was exposed. Yi Tian wondered whether the little monk Xuanwu had deceived him, but that was not the case. On the contrary, the fact that Senior Brother Yizhen became an abbot did not spread throughout the Buddha's world, or the two people in front of him were waiting here for a long time without receiving the news.

Just as he was thinking, De Chong said again: "Don't talk too much. There is a custom in my Buddhist world that comes to the Buddha world and all those who are just coming must first give up the help of the altar to seek the identity of the jade letter. Otherwise, it will be difficult to move outside and it will be easy to be regarded as a monk from another world who sneaks into the Buddha world and causes chaos."

"I wonder what this Bailing is?" Yi Tian thought to himself that he was just trying to blackmail some travel expenses, why bother talking about the crown spring. But he was also at a discount and was willing to catch up with Xuan Wu, so he was unwilling to get involved with this fat monk here.

"A earth-level spiritual weapon, the stronger the spirituality, the better. If it is a magic weapon, it will take at least two," De Chong explained with a smile.

Even though he had a good temper, Yi Tian couldn't help but curse, but his eyes glanced at the thin monk who was meditating on the other side and held back his anger and said, "Since Master De Chong has such a request, there is nothing he can do. There is something on his body that can probably be used to rush over." After that, he took out the bowl and held it in his hand and handed it over.

After seeing this, De Chong looked overjoyed and looked at the appearance of the bowl. He reached out and held it in his palm and observed it carefully before he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's indeed a top-notch Buddhist instrument. It has been nourished by Buddhist principles for at least two hundred years."

Yi Tian's face was silent, but there was a hint of contempt in his eyes. After three breaths, he asked faintly: "I would like to ask Master De Chong to make a jade letter of identity so that I can get some convenience in the Buddha's spiritual world."

"Wait a moment, wait until I've carefully tried your bowl," De Chong replied indifferently.

Yi Tian had no choice but to be at peace since he came. He knew that he was slaughtered at this time, but he could not stand up even if he was better than others. Suddenly, the thin monk next to him opened his eyes and stared at the bowl in De Chong's hand and glanced at Yi Tian.

A little later, the corner of his mouth moved slightly as if he was transmitting a secret message. Yi Tian did tremble all over his body, and he heard the other party say: "It is indeed the Buddha power of the direct martial arts of the Great Sun Sutra of the Great Lei Guang Temple. What fellow Taoist Yi said is true. I am respectful and respectful." Then the thin monk reached out and bowed with his hands.

Although the fat monk could not see the mystery in the bowl without his eyes, there were always people who knew the goods. After seeing this, Yi Tian hurriedly returned it with a Buddhist ritual and whispered: "I didn't expect that the master's eyes were like torches and was working hard. He had seen Master Dejing in Taiqing Pavilion, Xialing Realm."

"Fellow Daoist Yi, you don't have to be polite. This glutinous spirit exchanged for the identity jade talisman is also the rule of many realms in the Buddha's realm. I hope you can forgive me," said De Jing.
Chapter completed!