The real bodies of Zen Master Huan Kong and Li Daojun appeared on the altar at the same time. They glanced at the mummy and showed no special emotions.
Li Daojun said calmly: "Mr. Amen, what do you mean by this? Do you suspect that Huan Kong's disciples and I are responsible for the murder?"
Amon is the number one Seraph of the Orthodox Church, with strong fighting power, but he has always had a good temper, and has a good relationship with the great masters in the Eastern practice world. But now his most proud disciple has been killed, and he died from magic power.
This moment ignited his anger. With Xian Sheng's anger, mountains and rivers were eclipsed, and blood flowed thousands of miles. Neither Li Daojun nor Zen Master Huankong dared to be careless and dealt with it carefully.
Amon said expressionlessly: "Seven of the ten children have been born. They are dead and injured. Of the remaining three, two are your disciples, Li Daoji, and one is a disciple of the Zen sect. You said, no
If they take action, who else can they do?"
Li Daojun's expression remained unchanged and he said: "Mr. Amon, do you still remember the invitation I extended to you a few days ago?"
Amon's eyes flashed: "You mean that devil?"
"Yes, the corpse demon is with Yang Tianxuan. Since this demon can sneak into this place, he might also be able to send people to sneak into the ancient holy land. The ten children all selected divine warriors, and these divine warriors happened to come from the Holy Cult.
Don't you doubt it?" Li Daojun said.
"But the corpses of the eight guardians have been teleported out. Do you think dead people can kill people?" Amon sneered.
Li Daojun: "Although those people are dead, they may not be unable to set traps in the Holy Land. You should know the evil devil's methods, they are very powerful."
"Your statement is far-fetched." Mr. Amon was not satisfied with this inference, and the anger on his face did not diminish at all.
Zen Master Huankong had been observing the corpse. At this time, his face looked a little excited. He murmured: "This... this seems to be the long-lost spirit-swallowing method!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Daojun's body trembled and he suddenly looked at Huan Kong: "Old monk, did you read that correctly?"
"It can't be wrong! I am one of the few people who has come into contact with that demon. All the vitality and strength of this child have been extracted, and even his luck has been deprived. This is exactly the method of swallowing souls!" Huan Kong
The Zen master looked ugly, as if he couldn't believe this was true.
Amon obviously knew a lot about the affairs of the Central-Earth cultivation world. When he heard the term Soul Swallowing Dafa, his expression suddenly changed and he said angrily: "Huan Kong! Wasn't that demon suppressed by the Zen Sect two hundred years ago?
Why did his Kung Fu reappear in the world?"
The expression on Zen Master Huankong's face was changing, and he said: "Yes, that demon was suppressed deep in the wilderness by Zen Master Jingkong two hundred years ago using Buddhist secret techniques. It has not come out yet. Counting now,
Even if the devil is not dead, he should be dying."
Li Daojun immediately took out the tortoise shell and deduced on the spot. After a moment, his expression became solemn and full of worry, and said: "The child named Wutian is probably related to the old demon Juetian! He entered the ancient holy land, and there may be someone else.
Purpose, Zongyuan and the others are in danger!"
Zen Master Huankong seemed to have thought of something and slapped his thigh fiercely: "Oops! I suddenly remembered that the location of the ancient holy land seems to be very close to the place where demons were suppressed. Is it true that as predicted by the predecessors, demons are about to dance wildly in this world?
"
Amon now understood that the child named Wu Tian in the Zen sect was bewitched by the devil for some reason and learned his magic skills. Wu Tian entered the ancient holy land not only to improve his strength, but also probably to
In order to save the devil, he stamped his feet fiercely and said: "Anyway, it's your Zen sect's fault. You Huan Kong should give me an explanation!"
Huan Kong shouted the Buddha's name loudly, with a sad look on his face: "We can't enter that ancient holy land at all, so we can only leave it to fate."
Li Daojun was also annoyed in his heart, and said: "You monk are too careless, and you actually let the demon infiltrate our disciples. Once this demon comes out, I think the first one to be unlucky will be the Zen sect!"
After all, Zen Master Huankong was a powerful master of the sage, and he quickly calmed down. He mused: "The body of the demon has long been destroyed by Zen Master Jingkong, and only a wisp of undead demonic thoughts are left, suppressed somewhere in the wilderness, waiting for anyone to fight.
No restrictions."
Li Daojun snorted coldly: "Since Wutian has entered, there may be a way to open the restriction. I think this matter will probably fall on Zhang Jun and the others. As long as they can suppress Wutian, we don't have to worry."
Zen Master Huankong nodded repeatedly: "Very true, Lao Li, did you give those two children any means to save their lives?"
Li Daojun said calmly: "The ancient holy land is a place of trial. Why do you need to save your life?"
Zen Master Huankong's face suddenly turned bitter, and his expression made Li Daojun's face darken: "Monk, if you have anything to say, say it directly!"
Zen Master Huankong sighed and said: "I made a big mistake! When Na Wutian left, I gave him a Zen killing thought from the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism, in order to save my life. What should I do?"
"What? You bastard, you actually gave such a valuable treasure to a child!" When Li Daojun heard this, he was shocked and angry, and he actually cursed.
Huan Kong was scolded, but he endured it. He just sighed and said: "I was not willing to give him a life-saving means at first, but Shi Taiyuan begged me hard, so I agreed. Who knew that it would be such a sin to sow such evil causes?"
Ah, sin!"
Amon had a cold face and said: "You are responsible for everything. If the devil comes out, don't expect me to help!" After that, he walked away, leaving Huan Kong, who looked even more bitter, and Li Daojun, who had a dark face.
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"Are all the demons going to be born?" Li Daojun's eyebrows knitted together and he was calculating with his fingers, but he had no clue.
Huan Kong sighed again and said: "The ancestors of each religion have prophecies. When the Sixth Patriarch was enthroned, he left eight words, 'Gods and demons will appear, and the world will be in chaos.' It seems that this sentence is
It’s about to come true.”
Li Daojun waved his sleeves anxiously and said: "The current situation is chaotic, I want to go look at that demon." After saying that, he ignored Huan Kong and disappeared.
Ancient Holy Land, the second trial.
Ever since he killed the crocodile and improved his physique, Zhang Jun felt that he was able to use his power more satisfactorily. He was able to release all of the 400,000 kilograms of force. This is a very remarkable achievement. A person has power.
It is one thing, but whether he can exert his strength is another matter. For example, if an ordinary person encounters an extremely urgent situation, he can lift several tons of heavy objects in a short time. But this ordinary person usually can
After the explosion, he died immediately because his body could not withstand such a powerful explosion.
Zhang Jun's body was in this state before and could not withstand the exertion of a huge force of more than 400,000 kilograms. Now that his physique has been greatly improved, he no longer has such worries and can attack with all his strength without hurting his body.
He was like a fish in water, and soon helped Hei Balang, Zong Yuan, and Qing Lian kill crocodile-level monsters, which greatly improved everyone's physical fitness. In the following trials, Zhang Jun failed to
A monster more powerful than a crocodile was discovered. This is no wonder. The trial area is prepared for children under the age of ten after all. It is impossible for monsters that are too powerful to appear, as that would be meaningless.
Unable to find a more powerful monster, and continuing to kill crocodile-level monsters, the power blessing they can obtain is very limited, so weak that it is almost imperceptible. So after staying for another two days, they prepared to leave this place and enter the third place.
Three levels. As early as when Zong Yuan and Qing Lian killed the first BOSS, they had the qualifications to enter the third level. It's just that they stayed here in order to further improve.
Zongyuan and Qinglian both had a light talisman in their hands. As long as they crushed the light talisman, they could enter the third level. However, they did not leave immediately because they had not seen Ilia and others for a long time.
This made Zhang Jun feel very strange.
"Have they all been killed?" Heihachiro looked thoughtful, "These people are not weak, could it be that guy named Wutian did it?"
Zongyuan remembered something and said: "I fought against him in a competition. Although I won, I felt that he did not try his best."
Qinglian nodded: "I also won, but I always think he is an extremely dangerous person."
Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes, and scanned the area with Buddha eyes, and said slowly: "It seems that everyone has been killed by him. How did he do it?"
"Let's not worry about his affairs and quickly enter the third level." Heihachiro said, "Let that kid eat dirt behind our butts. He won't be able to catch up."
Zhang Jun thought about it, so he didn't think much about it. He asked Zongyuan and Qinglian to crush the light talisman, and a talisman light suddenly enveloped the four people. After that, time and space changed, the scenery flowed, and they entered a colorful world. The whole world was made of five colors.
Composed of light. Zongyuan and Qinglian are separated, Zongyuan and Zhang Jun are together, and Heibalang and Qinglian are together.
Zhang Jun observes with Buddha's eyes, but cannot see this five-color world. In front of the two of them, a stone table appears, with an endgame on it. Qinglian's experience is the same, and there is also an endgame in front of them.
"Do you want me to play chess?" Zong Yuan scratched his face, then walked to the chess table and sat down, with Zhang Jun standing behind him.
"You can try." Zhang Jun said, so Zongyuan took a look at the end game and then moved a sunspot.
The black stone fell with a crisp sound, and the chess game changed. The white stone also moved and responded to the move. Zongyuan understood now and said with a smile: "It's really just a chess game. This third level is quite easy."
Zhang Jun didn't think it was easy, and said, "Don't be careless. I think this level will increase your wisdom."
Zong Yuan's heart moved, he nodded, and began to play chess very seriously. Every time he made a move, the chess game would change. This situation was similar to that of computer chess. Zhang Jun was also watching attentively, and he reached the fiftieth position.
Zongyuan started to sweat on his forehead, biting his lips and lost in thought. Zhang Jun did not dare to disturb him and was also trying to think of ways to deal with it.
As half-step magical powers, his and Zong Yuan's thinking and computing abilities can rival those of a computer, but they still feel strenuous at the moment, and the further back they go, the more complex the calculations behind the chess game become, and Zong Yuan can no longer keep up.
On the sixtieth move, sweat began to appear on Zhang Jun's forehead. He smiled bitterly and said, "If this continues, I'm afraid I'm going to lose."