After saying this, Wu Nan sighed secretly and no longer looked at his master Zenyi, but instead focused his gaze on the battle between Gao Qunshu and Alaya Shi in the distance.
Those two people were clearly just like two ordinary warriors, fighting each other, but in Wu Nan's eyes, every move they made had a certain charm.
This is a manifestation of combining the body with the Tao. Although they are not yet at the level of Taoism, they are not far behind.
Even Fang Yunshan and others are by no means as clear as Wuhan.
After watching for a while, Wu Nan turned around.
Zenyi was already dead, his eyes were open and there was no look in them.
His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something but didn't have time to say it.
His hand was raised halfway, but he could no longer touch Wu Nan. Wu Nan had already taken half a step away.
"Master, it turns out everything is a lie."
There was no sadness in Wu Nan's eyes, only incomparable calm.
I really want to say lie.
Zenyi on the ground was the one who deceived him the most.
...
Outside the main hall.
Lin Ji and Xu Dingtian teamed up to force Xingyuan into a panic.
At this time, Xingyuan had already used Arhat's Golden Body, and he looked like a giant, but his body was already covered in scars, and the monk's robe was stained red with blood.
But it was just a skin injury.
Lin Ji and Xu Dingtian are both the best in the fifth realm. Even if they join forces and lose, they can still hold on to Xingyuan for a while.
At this time, the three of them had been fighting for half an hour, but there was still no winner.
"We can't drag it out any longer." Xu Dingtian said, panting slightly.
Lin Ji nodded, he had the same idea.
Looking around, the monks from all over the Kyushu who came here were already locked in a bitter battle.
In this Sakya Temple, these monks seem to have endless strength, and they cannot be beaten to death no matter how hard they are beaten. Unless they are crushed by their realm and killed with one blow, it will be a long-term stalemate.
"There is something wrong with this. It may be some kind of formation that is only useful for these monks." Xu Dingtian said.
Lin Ji pursed his lips and glanced in the other direction.
There were some things he didn't know whether to say out loud, for fear of damaging his morale.
But at this moment, there was another sixth-level bald donkey not far away, and it was also another monk who was supposed to die in his hands.
These two people were not dead. No wonder Lin Ji killed them and got only gifts from heaven instead of some kind of adventure that he should have received.
Lin Ji had always remembered this, although he didn't take it to heart, but now he saw the reason and it became clear.
"Is it possible that even if Xu Dingtian and I kill this guy far away, he will come back to life inexplicably? If that's the case, then just wait for the big guys inside to solve it."
Although he was confused in his heart, Na Xingyuan had already rushed towards the two of them again.
Lin Ji could only temporarily abandon the distracting thoughts in his mind and be careful against the enemy.
...
To the west of Sakya Monastery, outside the Hengduan Mountains.
Foguan.
The ghostly aura covered the sky and the sun, and a city appeared in mid-air, exuding a gloomy aura.
The Ghost King of Liangcheng stood at the highest point of the Ghost King City, quietly looking at the seventh-level monks of Sakya Temple in the distance, eliminating his ghost energy bit by bit.
"Don't waste your efforts. Although you and I are both in the seventh realm, my ghost realm is already complete and integrated. Even if I give you three to five years, you can't even think of breaking it."
Hearing this, the monk really stopped.
"The ghost king is so capable that the poor monk admires him."
"Oh, after fighting for so long, I still don't know your name."
"The poor monk is enlightened by Zen."
"Zen Ming... all the Zen people in Sakya Temple are in the seventh realm. Who are you?" the ghost king asked casually.
"There are only two senior fellow apprentices, me and Zen Yi, in the temple."
As he spoke, Chan Ming simply let go of his mind and allowed the ghost energy to surround him.
Although it was difficult for him to break through the Ghost King City, he really hurt the Ghost King of Liangcheng.
But similarly, if the Ghost King doesn't take action himself and just relies on the Ghost King City, then he can leave whenever he wants.
"It's always the ghost king who asks, can I ask a few questions?" Chan Ming put his hands together in a salute.
"explain."
"It has been heard that the Ghost King of Liangcheng does not care about world affairs. He has disappeared since he was recruited by the Supervisor Tiansi last year... Why did the Ghost King take action in this matter in Weizhou?"
This question was difficult to answer, so the Ghost King snorted lightly and did not respond.
Chan Ming continued to ask: "Are you being bewitched?"
"Who can bewitch and enter the Taoist realm?" the Ghost King asked in return.
Chan Ming smiled hoarsely and said: "So what if you enter the Tao? So what if you achieve Taoism? Bodhisattvas still have selfish intentions, and everything in the world will be based on the word 'greed'. It is not uncommon for the Ghost King to be deceived by others."
"That's nonsense." The Ghost King retorted coldly.
But Chan Ming didn't take it seriously and continued: "Let the poor monk guess... I saw Master Mi Zhang following you earlier... Oh no, that was Master Mi Zhang's Shanshan Zhang Mi...
"
"Yes, the good body of the evil Buddha also left the Sakya Temple and has served the Bodhisattva for thousands of years. It is reasonable for him to know some secrets."
After a pause, Chan Ming's eyes lit up slightly.
"But there are no real treasures in Sakya Temple. There are cultivation resources, but not many that are useful for the seventh realm. I guess the Ghost King and his companions don't like them either... As for gold and silver treasures, spiritual stones and spiritual mines
...If you come here for these reasons, I will inevitably look down upon you."
"After much thought, the one who can persuade the Ghost King should be the body of our Bodhisattva, Alayaji, right?"
Hearing this, the Ghost King narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It seems that the poor monk was right." Chan Ming laughed.
"Then what? After using up so much talk, you just talk nonsense?"
Chan Ming quickly shook his head.
"This is not nonsense."
After pondering for a moment, the smile on Chan Ming's face grew stronger.
"If I tell you that the Bodhisattva's body in the main hall is fake, what should you do?"
"What did you say?!" The Ghost King's eyes suddenly widened.
He took one step out of the Ghost King's City and arrived in front of Chan Ming in the blink of an eye.
"Sure enough, I came here for those withered bones." Chan Ming shook his head slightly, "What a pity, your plan is doomed to fail."
"Speak more clearly!" The Ghost King pressed, his aura becoming more and more sinister.
They tend to get into a fight if they disagree.
Chan Ming continued indifferently: "A remains of the ninth realm can indeed help you to reach a higher level. It may even be possible to break through to the eighth realm and reshape your true physical body."
"But if something like this really exists, do you think you have the strength to get it?!"
The Ghost King remained silent, obviously he was also thinking about it.
Chan Ming chuckled lightly, and then said: "My venerable master was very powerful in Weizhou, but when he returned to the Buddhist country, he was just an inconspicuous Bodhisattva."
"They are just ants in front of the true Buddha."
Chan Ming looked at the Ghost King who had been silent.
"If it is really the remains of the Ninth Realm, people from Daci'en Temple would have come to snatch them away. In which case will they get yours?"