Although Luo Tianyang didn't know what kind of Buddhism this was, he could vaguely feel the wonder of this Buddhism. At least it was a high-grade Xuan-level Buddhism.

"The thousand-changing magical power of Qianguang Temple!" Luo Song murmured to himself. "It turns out that the traitor who killed the abbot of Qianguang Temple fifty years ago and took away the top-grade heart method formula is you! I didn't expect that the Blue Sky Valley is connected to the Yamen and is wanted.

I have been hiding from you for so many years, and it turns out that you are hiding in Rakshasa Hall."

"Hahaha, yes, so what if it's me. Who told that stubborn old man not to give me the Thousand Transformations Magical Power? If he didn't give it to me, wouldn't I also get it?" The Thousand-Armed Buddha didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill them anymore.

At this moment, the thousands of Buddha lights behind him were faintly glowing red.

The luster does not look like a serious Buddha's light, but instead hides a cold and strange aura.

"Hmph, it's good that you have obtained the Thousand-Change Magical Power, but your mind is impure, so you still can't understand the mystery of this Thousand-Change Magical Power!" Luo Song's tone was not polite at all.

"Is it the highest-grade Buddha Dharma on the earth level?" Luo Tianyang looked at the cold-faced Thousand-Armed Buddha in front of him, and vaguely felt that the pressure on him was definitely not low, but the power of the thousand-changing magical power did not seem to be that powerful, at most it was only ordinary-grade.

Look.

Perhaps it was precisely because he gave up his Buddha-nature and therefore could not receive the Buddha's blessing that the thousand-changing magical powers he cultivated were mutated.

The pressure of true supernatural power is definitely stronger than this!

"Where is Qianguang Temple?" Yin Qingxia and Lin Qing looked at each other. They seemed to have never heard of this place, and Luo Qingshui knew nothing about it.

"Bikong Valley, Qianguang Temple." It was the place of the Great Xia Dynasty, and Yan Jinyu naturally knew every corner of it.

"Bikong Valley is divided into four major temples, Qianguang Temple, Hanshui Temple, Wankong Temple and Jiulong Temple, of which Jiulong Temple is the main temple. The abbot of each temple has the strength of Xuanxian or the peak of Xuanxian, and Jiulong Temple

The abbot, Master Faye, has even reached the half-step of Taihe Immortal, which is one of the reasons why Blue Sky Valley can become one of the four major sects."

"Then what happened to the traitor that the arrester mentioned earlier?" Luo Qingshui interjected.

Yan Jinyu was also stunned, and he shook his head. Everything he knew about the four sects was told to him by Nangong Tianwen, but Nangong Tianwen did not tell him what happened in Qianguang Temple fifty years ago.

He could not pass him, and the story of a little fugitive could not reach the ears of the prince.

Everyone turned their attention to Luo Tianyang again.

At this moment, he was staring at the Thousand-Armed Buddha in trance. He was thinking about how to escape from Buddha Kasyapa, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him.

"What are you looking at? I don't know everything." He frowned, as boring as ever, "Please show some respect, our lives are hanging by a thread now, and you are still in the mood to chat."

"

You guys, I might as well let you jump around a little longer." Thousand-Armed Buddha smiled. He knew that Luo Tianyang and the others were discussing him, but there was nothing shameful about it. On the contrary, he felt particularly proud of these past events.

"Fifty years ago, I had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal's strength. In terms of cultivation, no one in the temple could compare with me. I was so glorious at that time. This thousand-changing magical power should have been mine." Qianju.

The Buddha talked about his own experience.

"But that damn monk Fade actually said that my mind was impure and unfit to practice the Thousand Transformations Magical Power. Instead, he passed the Thousand Transformations Magical Power on to a little kid who was only six years old at the time."

"But you have just entered Xuanxian." Luo Song took a step forward, "If you were not so arrogant, jealous and strong, your cultivation level now would be more than this."

The Thousand-Armed Buddha fell silent after hearing Luo Song's words. He lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was feeling sad or repenting.

People never thought that the ruthless killer of Rakshasa Hall would actually repent at some point.

But before Luo Tianyang and the others felt surprised, the bowed Thousand-Armed Buddha started to tremble uncontrollably. His shoulders kept shaking as if he was suffering from epilepsy, and then he looked up to the sky and smiled, with a grin that made people feel...

The top and bottom are about to separate.

"Be careful!" Luo Song did not relax his vigilance because of the Thousand-Armed Buddha's wild laughter. He felt that the Qi of the Thousand-Armed Buddha became stronger in an instant.

As soon as Luo Song finished speaking, Luo Tianyang had already reacted. After all, he was the most powerful among the five, and his sensitivity to crises was second only to Luo Song.

He quickly pulled out the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy poured into the hilt. The sword instantly became several times larger, and it lay horizontally in front of everyone. The gap that had been chopped into pieces by the Smiling Fox also became particularly obvious.

The sword was covered in bruises.

As soon as his long sword appeared in front of everyone, dozens of piercing red gold lights were already shot out from behind the Thousand-Handed Buddha, approaching Luo Tianyang and the others.

And all the remaining golden light rushed towards Luo Song.

The Thousand-Hand Buddha can naturally tell the difference between the light and the heavy. Luo Tianyang and the others together are not as good as Luo Song, who is at the peak of the Golden Immortal.

Bump! The golden light hit Luo Tianyang's iron sword, pushing Luo Tianyang several feet away. He rolled a few times on the ground before he stabilized his body.

Luo Tianyang felt that the true energy in his body was surging and rising. The power of Thousand-Handed Buddha's blow just now was too great.

That blow alone was probably only one percent of the Thousand-Handed Buddha's true strength, and it was enough to make Luo Tianyang feel fearful. This was the strength of the Xuanxian.

If Luo Tianyang works hard, he is sure to be able to draw a tie with Qianjian City, but in front of the Thousand-Armed Buddha, he can only become a lamb to be slaughtered.

And what about Luo Song? Luo Tianyang only

It was so difficult to block dozens of golden lights. You must know that hundreds of golden lights were attacking him at this moment, and the power was more than ten times greater than that one.

Luo Song did not panic. After all, he was a strong man at the peak of Golden Immortal, and he was also a head catcher. He had encountered many situations of life and death.

Everyone's hearts are in the air, because their biggest hope is Luo Song. If Luo Song dies like this, it means that they will never get out of here alive.

But Luo Song actually closed his eyes. Seeing countless life-threatening golden lights coming towards him, he actually closed his eyes, as if he had given up struggling and was prepared to die.

"Here, this man actually closed his eyes! Does he want to die?" Lin Qing was a little panicked. He could be said to be the most timid of the five people, so he was more concerned about Luo Song's life and death.

"No, he is not looking for death." Luo Song walked back slowly.

"Brother Luo, are you okay?" Yan Jinyu looked at Luo Tianyang with concern. The sword in his hand had returned to its original size, but the sword had not been broken yet.

"It's okay, I just suffered some irritation. If I guessed correctly, the mental formula Luo Song practices is based on spiritual consciousness." Luo Tianyang coughed softly.

"In terms of spiritual consciousness? Can spiritual consciousness also be cultivated?" Everyone felt particularly puzzled.

"Yes, there are many mental methods in the world. As long as it is beneficial to immortal cultivators, some people will study its cultivation methods. And this spiritual consciousness is also a part of cultivation, but few people will pay attention to it."

"And this Luo Song, his spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, which is why he can follow us here."

"You mean, he followed us?" Luo Qingshui blinked.

"It can be said that he can amplify his senses a thousand times through his spiritual consciousness, so that even if an ant is hiding in a hole in the ground, he can feel it."

"So exaggerated?" Yin Qingxia and the others exclaimed in unison.

At this moment, Luo Song's eyes suddenly opened. His pupils, which were previously grey-brown, turned into a rare ice blue, like a snow wolf on the far frontier, with a faint phosphorescence.

He walked forward leisurely, and at this moment, a golden light came to him. He just turned his head, and the golden light rubbed his clothes and hit the ground, punching a hole.

"What a fast move!" Luo Qingshui shouted in surprise. Luo Song's speed at this moment was far faster than Luo Qingshui's. She had only seen such a fast speed from her master, and her charming figure was elusive.

"It's not fast. In fact, in terms of speed, Thousand-Handed Buddha's attack is faster than him. It's just that at this moment, he can see through Thousand-Handed Buddha's offensive and the trajectory of the golden light, so he can predict it in advance." Luo Tianyang continued.
Chapter completed!