In a stone room somewhere, there were five figures sitting cross-legged, as if they were worried about something, and they were constantly communicating with each other in low voices.
"I wonder how the Great Elder and the others are doing. Have they gotten rid of those people?"
"Although those four people are actually top-notch experts, they don't have detailed information about this place, especially the map of the maze. With the strength and methods of the Great Elder and his companions, wouldn't it be easy to get rid of them?"
"That's true!"
"It's a pity that the detailed information of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Palace, including all the maps, is jointly controlled by the four sects. Our Xumi Sect only owns a quarter of it. Otherwise, there is no need to wait here and go directly to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Palace.
Wouldn’t a tower be better?”
"It's just a little more waiting, so it doesn't matter. In addition, as far as I know, a certain ancestor of our sect accidentally discovered another opportunity when he entered the Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas more than ten thousand years ago. The great elder asked us to
This waiting may also be related to this."
"Is it possible that another opportunity is more valuable than the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda?"
"That's not clear, but since it was specially left by our ancestors, I think it should be good."
At this point, everyone became excited.
The Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas is an opportunity shared by the four major Buddhist sects. Whether you can obtain it in the end depends on your own strength, understanding, luck, etc.
But the other opportunities are different. They are unique to the Xumi Sect. And since they were left behind by our ancestors, it is certainly not difficult to obtain them.
Despite facing outsiders, the four major Buddhist sects have always been united and advanced and retreated together, but the four sects are not really monolithic and compete fiercely with each other.
If you really encounter something extraordinary, let alone falling out, it is not unheard of to kill someone.
Several people were talking about this matter, but at this moment, a figure suddenly walked into the stone room, wearing a black monk's robe, and it was Master Yuan Ming of Xumi Sect.
"Great Elder..."
"..."
Several people stood up one after another. The latter took a closer look and then nodded with satisfaction:
"Now that we're all here, let's set off immediately."
With that said, when Ji Ji turned around and left the stone room again, several other people naturally followed closely without hesitation.
Walking in the slightly narrow passage, someone finally couldn't help but ask the previous question.
Yuan Ming seemed to have glanced at one of the early Yuanying monks inadvertently, and then he didn't hide it anymore.
"What Hui Xing said is true. This is indeed the case. I asked you to wait here before. The purpose is to go there and explore it first. After getting the opportunity, it will not be too late to go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda."
"What kind of opportunity is it? It can make the ancestors pay so much attention to it?" Hui Xing couldn't help but asked subconsciously.
"Junior Brother Zhitong, didn't he tell you?" Yuan Ming did not answer the other party immediately, but frowned slightly and asked indifferently.
Seeing this scene, Hui Xing instantly realized that he was confused. He took the initiative to reveal the secret before, but now he couldn't wait to ask questions. It was indeed a bit like Meng Lang.
Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head and said:
"Master, forgive me. It was the disciple's negligence that led to the secret being revealed in advance. As for the matter of chance, Master only mentioned it casually, and it happened to be known to the disciple. I don't know the rest of the details.
"
"Since it was a moment of negligence, forget it. But you should also remember to be extremely cautious at all times. Even if this is the Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas, there may not be cases where there are ears through the walls." Yuan Ming did not really blame the other party.
, but still gave a very solemn reminder.
Sure enough, after hearing this, not only Hui Xing, but also several other people became nervous and did not dare to inquire further.
"Since I'm already here, it doesn't hurt to tell you the situation." Yuan Ming was very satisfied with the attitude of several people and continued to explain,
"It can be considered a medicine garden there, with many ancient elixirs planted there, all of which are almost extinct today.
The ancestor of the sect discovered it accidentally more than ten thousand years ago and picked it once. In addition, in order to benefit future generations, he not only left many young plants but also scattered some of the elixir seeds he carried with him.
Now more than 10,000 years have passed, and those elixirs must have grown again, and I just harvested them once in the past. Of course, in order to continue to benefit future generations, we still have to sow some seeds."
"It turns out to be an ancient medicine garden, and it even has elixirs that last ten thousand years!" After hearing this answer, everyone became extremely surprised. Compared with other treasures, elixirs are definitely the most practical.
In particular, it is a panacea that lasts for thousands of years, and it involves varieties that have long been extinct in this era, and its value is immeasurable.
At the Nascent Soul stage, cultivation is the foundation of everything, and the ten thousand-year elixir means the top elixir, and its importance is almost irreplaceable.
This matter is so important, no wonder the great elder reminded him so solemnly before. If the news were really leaked and known by the other three sects, or even the four people who followed, the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Hui Xing suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and at the same time, he once again confessed to Yuan Ming.
"It's good to know in your heart." Yuan Ming was naturally very satisfied with his attitude of knowing his mistakes and correcting them. Moreover, the person behind the other party was Zen Master Huitong. If he really made a mistake, he couldn't blame him too much.
"The ancestors of our sect were able to accidentally discover the ancient medicine garden. Will the other three sects do the same?" But at this moment, someone suddenly had an idea and asked.
"Of course it's possible!" Yuan Ming nodded,
"The Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas covers a vast area and is a super maze. Apart from the known parts, there is no way of knowing how many opportunities are hidden in the rest.
In the two previous openings, my ancestors from the Xumi Sect were only responsible for exploring the western area of the maze, and knew almost nothing about the other three directions.
Therefore, not only do we have secrets, they must also... huh?"
Halfway through speaking, Yuan Ming suddenly discovered something, his expression suddenly changed, and his steps stopped.
Looking forward, he saw a familiar figure standing at a fork in the road ahead, it was the monk named Mo from before.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "How is it possible?" Yuan Ming was horrified. The previous teleportation array had been destroyed long ago. This is an extremely complex maze area. Without the guidance of a map, how could the opponent find it?
them?
I can’t say it’s absolutely impossible, but the probability is too low and extremely slim.
Is it possible that there really is such a coincidence?
It's useless to say this now. No matter what the reason is, the other party will eventually show up, and we can only face it.
Fortunately, there was only one person on the other side, and in addition to myself, who was also in the late Nascent Soul stage, we also had five junior and middle-level monks to assist us, so the situation was not too bad.
When six people join forces, it's easy to defeat each other.
Thinking of this, he immediately glanced at the five people behind him who also looked shocked.
Naturally, the five people did not dare to hesitate, and they quickly occupied different positions and vaguely formed some kind of temporary formation.
Yuan Ming nodded, and the mana in his body began to mobilize rapidly.
At this time, Mo Juren finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking relieved.
This journey took a lot of effort, and the "difficulty" involved is still fresh in his memory.
The paths in the maze are too complicated. Even if the ghost marks are not far apart, it is not easy to pass through the dense and complex passages and intercept the opponent accurately.
The wall of this passage is impenetrable and seems to have some kind of powerful restriction. No matter whether it is a forced attack or the use of earth escape techniques, it is useless.
In order to get here, he tried and failed over and over again, and finally succeeded.
At this time, looking at the people in front, especially the leader Yuan Ming, Mo Juren couldn't help but look surprised, but only for a moment, and then he smiled slightly.
"Master Yuanming, what a coincidence?"
"Really?" Yuan Ming snorted coldly and said in a cold tone,
"Now that we have entered the Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas, whatever we want to obtain depends on our abilities and opportunities. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for Taoist fellow Taoist to keep pestering us like this?"
"Being able to meet again shows that you and I are deeply destined, so how can we say we are entangled?" Mo Juren chuckled.
"Besides, this Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas is too complicated. As the saying goes, monks are compassionate. Since several masters are familiar with this place, what does it matter if they take me there by the way? Is it just for some 'petty profit'? I just want to see it.
Is Zhumo lost in it?"
"Be compassionate!" Yuan Ming was speechless. The so-called compassion is just a slogan to fool the world. Who takes it seriously?
The pursuit of immortality by practitioners can be summed up as a struggle.
Competing for magic weapons, competing for elixirs, competing for all opportunities to practice... and the ultimate goal is to compete with God for fate.
Under such premise, which one will be truly compassionate?
As for talking about petty profits, it is even more nonsense. This is the Palace of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and there are countless opportunities in it. How can it be as simple as small profits?
Looking at the other party again, he immediately realized that this guy was obviously messing around.
Thinking of this, his face instantly became extremely cold.
"Fellow Taoist is also a smart person and will not fail to see the situation clearly. Please stop it in moderation! Leave quickly, otherwise there will be a real stalemate and you will not gain much benefit."
"Really?" Mo Juren smiled casually again,
"I want to give it a try and see if I really can't get any benefits?"
"You..." Murderous aura burst out in Yuan Ming's eyes,
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. Since fellow Taoist monks are so ignorant, don't blame the poor monk for being unkind..."
Before he finished speaking, he immediately put his hands together, chanted Sanskrit sounds in succession, and densely packed symbols emerged from the sky. At the same time, his face and the skin all over his body began to light up with a light golden color...
"Ming Wang Jue!" Mo Juren's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that besides Yuan Zhi from the Leiyin Sect, this person also practiced this technique. Unfortunately, the heat was obviously not enough, and it was much worse than the previous one.
However, in this narrow passage, the distance is so close that many magic weapons cannot be used, and physical combat at close range is obviously more advantageous.
It was a wise choice for the other party to make this choice. If it had been anyone else, they would have suffered a big loss.
However, for Mo Juren, it was completely seeking death.
As for the five monks who had formed a temporary formation behind him, they were also producing magic formulas one after another very quickly, as if they were preparing some kind of powerful secret technique.
In just a blink of an eye, Yuan Ming no longer hesitated and fired directly. When he was about to get close, he suddenly punched and attacked fiercely.
The terrifying fist wind struck, and the air wherever it passed was compressed to the point of continuous explosions, but Mo Juren didn't even bother to hide.
A look of disdain flashed through his eyes, and then a hand suddenly reached out as fast as lightning and directly grabbed the opponent's wrist.
In the past, Mo Juren was a master of martial arts, and his skills in close combat had long been perfected.
Following the opponent's strength, he moved backwards, causing his center of gravity to become unstable. However, the other palm had already punched, and it suddenly struck the opponent's heart with terrifying force.
"Bang..." Before Yuan Ming could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, making him breathless.
Under the huge force, his entire body flew backwards instinctively, but was directly held tightly by the opponent.
At the same time, his wrist suddenly tightened, and before he could react, he suddenly applied more force. There was only a crisp sound, and he was crushed to pieces.
Yuan Ming couldn't help but scream due to the severe pain, and his head was still a little dazed even now.
He couldn't react at all. He should obviously have the advantage, but he only made one move and was restrained one after another. Is the gap so big?
He could accept that his close combat skills were not as good as his opponent's, but he couldn't understand that his body was so fragile.
He has reached the peak of the third level in practicing "Mingwang Jue". His physical body is extremely powerful, comparable to some top-level magic weapons, but his wrist bones were crushed by the opponent.
This...how is this possible?
There are too many questions in my mind, but unfortunately now is not the time to consider them.
His wrist was grabbed tightly by the other party and even crushed to pieces. Although he screamed, he was not willing to give in.
He suddenly raised his head to look at the other person, his eyes suddenly became extremely deep, as if the endless starry sky was shining and rotating, and the next moment, two rays of light suddenly shot out and went straight to the other person's eyebrows.
This is the 'Bodhi Meditation Light', which is one of the top secret techniques of Xumi Sect. It specializes in the spiritual consciousness of monks and has incredible power.
He had already practiced this technique to great perfection many years ago. Even a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage would fall victim to this technique if he was not prepared.
After finally regaining his composure, he immediately used this technique, with the purpose of taking him by surprise.
Not only that, a three-inch long silver spike suddenly emerged from his other palm. Almost at the same time, the silver spike shot towards the opponent's heart in a flash.
At such a close distance, facing the two rays of light that suddenly hit him, Mo Juren had no choice but to avoid them. Before he could fully react, he was already penetrated by the opponent between his eyebrows.
At that moment, he actually felt in a trance, and his thoughts were a little messy.
But at this moment, the "Dayan Jue" in his body was directly touched, and his instincts started to run at a very fast speed. In just an instant, the trance in his mind was dispelled.
His heart suddenly shivered. After all, he was from the top sect of the Great Jin Dynasty. He really couldn't underestimate it. If it weren't for the instinctive protector of the Great Evolution Jue, it would have really been possible for him to succeed.
At this moment, a silver spike had pierced the center of the mouth, and a spiritual light suddenly flashed.
This chapter has been completed!