[0422] Can't beat it(2/2)
Jiang Ye originally thought it was a mountain, but he didn't expect that after hearing the little shaman's words, he realized that this was actually a tree root. What kind of tree roots can make the world clear, and it seems that there is a higher level of world on the tree.
Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze. He had entered a large plot world and naturally knew the specific combat power in the large plot world. The highest combat power in the longevity is the great cultivator of the Yuanshen stage, and the highest combat power on the way to the dark night is almost the same as that of the great cultivator of the Yuanshen.
If this world itself is a large-scale plot world, its combat power will naturally be the same, and the world outside the Tongtian Tree may be even more dangerous.
Jiang Ye nodded slightly: "So that's it."
As he said that, he unlocked the blockade of the Evil Spirit Eye and released Xiao Sha.
The little novice monk only felt that he had just felt dazed, and was holding a wooden barrel to water the tree Buddha in his hand. He muttered casually, and then walked out of the courtyard.
"Senior brother, why don't you stop him?" The young monk wearing a coarse monk's robe looked at the senior brother in front of him with a puzzled look.
The middle-aged monk holding the Zen Staff smiled, his expression was charitable, and he stood up with one hand: "Amitabha, I can't stop him. I am not the opponent of the donor. If I force myself to take action, the temple will probably have to eat a meal."
"How is it possible? When we picked him up, we obviously did not find the certificate of the person in the upper realm from his body. The senior brother is invincible on the ground and can't stop him?"
The young monk looked at Jiang Ye's back with a surprised look.
In his eyes, his senior brother was a powerful person from Zhuyan and White Bone Bodhisattva. His cultivation had long been superb. As long as he gave his immortal roots to the upper realm, he could ascend to the upper realm's great monk.
Even such a great monk said bluntly that he could not beat this handsome young man. How terrifying the strength of this young man should be.
"Why have you never heard of him?"
"There are too many things in this world that I don't know." The monk holding a Zen stick smiled and shook his head. He obviously didn't want to provoke Jiang Ye. Although he didn't know the origin of Jiang Ye, he could feel the great pressure coming from Jiang Ye's body just by getting up.
"Not good! Nothing good."
"The tree Buddha is gone!"
"The tree Buddha ran away."
The little novice monk's shout suddenly sounded, but the sound was not transmitted through the Buddhist temple, and the rise was blocked by an invisible cover.
The monk holding the Zen Staff slightly raised the Zen Staff and gently touched the ground: "It's okay, he's gone."
The little shakimi finally calmed down, and then she fell asleep directly and was caught by the young monk wearing coarse linen beside her.
Jiang Ye turned around and looked at the White Bone Temple behind him. Someone was looking at him just now, and his strength might be not weak.
Chapter completed!