Starting With Ten Dantians

The next day.

After Gu Feng and Ling Yi explained to the people in sect, they came out of Profound Yang Sect.

Their destination is You Prefecture.

Although You Prefecture is a thousand li or so from Profound Yang Sect, Gu Feng and Ling Yi are extremely fast, and they arrived at their destination within a few hours.

You Prefecture is barren, and the people are miserable.

Rao is Gu Feng who has seen this scene before, and now looking back again, it is really unbearable.

Maybe this is the kindness of the Earth people.

"You Prefecture has always been poor, and the emperor did not focus on supporting You Prefecture. The people of You Prefecture can only suffer even more."

Ling Yi looked at the situation on the road and couldn't help but Sighed.

"Can we help them?"

Gu Feng asked.

"The only one who can help them is the emperor. After all, although You Prefecture is poor, but with a large population, it needs a lot of money and food to allocate before it can really help them."

Ling Yi opened the mouth and said.

Gu Feng hearing this, can’t help being sighed, a high cultivation base is not omnipotent, and some things are difficult to solve by one person.

The two hurried again, and it didn't take long before they arrived at Tongyou Town.

Unfortunately, it was night again.

For some reason, Tongyou Town is more gloomy than it was before Gu Feng came last time.

Because there was no sound in the whole town, the silence was terrifying.

Gu Feng and Ling Yi paced on the side of the street in Tongyou Town, and their eyes looked all around from time to time.

However, all they can see is the closed doors and windows.

All you can feel is the biting cold wind.

No one is walking in the whole town.

The silhouettes of the two are floating in the street, looking so lonely.

"Tuk tuk..."

Suddenly, the wooden fish beating sounded.

The sound is not loud, but the timbre is extremely permeable, just like Black and White Impermanence jumping to kill people, and it quickly runs through the entire Tongyou Town.

"Where is the wooden fish sound?"

Ling Yi is puzzled.

He moved towards all around and kept looking, looking for the Place of Origin with the sound of wooden fish.

However, he failed. The sound of wooden fish seemed to appear out of thin air.

"You look up."

Gu Feng said to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi, hearing this, looked up.

"Listen carefully again."

Gu Feng said again.

Ling Yi then closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of wooden fish in both ears.

"From the sky!"

Ling Yi's eyes opened "shua", and the sound of wooden fish floated down from the sky.

"But this is only artificial, but a special cultivation technique is used."

Gu Feng continued.

I saw him suddenly raise his hand, and a wave of World's Essence Strength diffused from his palm, instantly spreading out, turning into wisps of electric light, moved towards the sky swept away.

The dark sky suddenly brightened, and the power of lightning directly broke the sound of wooden fish percussion, and the sky soon dimmed again.

The entire Tongyou Town became extremely quiet again.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, an old voice sounded.

An old monk wearing a robe and holding a Zen stick walked out slowly.

"Donor, why do you want to eliminate Lao Na's mourning?"

The old monk looked towards Gu Feng and asked.

"Mourning? Why do you want to mourn?"

Ling Yi could not help asking, hearing this.

"A long time ago, several people died in Tongyou Town. People in the town wanted to live a peaceful life, so they invited Lao Na to mourn the dead."

Old monk Explained.

"Mourning the deceased?"

Gu Feng recalled that the so-called deceased were not the few people he killed?

"Yes, it is not only to mourn the dead, but also to the donor."

The old monk laughed, his expression changed slightly.

"What?"

Ling Yi was startled, and immediately looked at the old monk on alert.

"Lao Na has been waiting for the donor for a long time, and the donor finally showed up today."

The old monk's voice changed and became hoarse.

"Lacking hatred and enmity with the eminent monk, what does the eminent monk mean?"

Gu Feng's within both eyes exudes cold light, coldly said.

"Amitabha, the donor killed Lao Na’s love brother. Although Lao Na is a monk, if he does not avenge him, he will be ashamed of Buddhism."

The old monk opened the mouth and said.

"Buddhism talks about the purity of the two roots, which is indifferent to life and death. This remark of the eminent monk makes me puzzled."

Gu Feng looked at the old monk coldly and spoke again.

"Why should the donor confuse his rhetoric, Lao Na avenges his younger brother, it is only natural, and Buddhism will break this special case for Lao Na."

The old monk looked directly into Gu Feng’s eyes and opened the mouth and said.

"Lao Na is super donor."

The look of the old monk gradually became plain.

The cultivation base breath of Dao Source Realm 9th layer is released.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary Dao Source Realm 9th layer Martial Artist.

The Zen stick held by the old monk moved downwards, a detached Origin Force overflowed, and the golden Buddha light instantly shone down and moved towards Gu Feng directly.

Gu Feng didn't dare to be careless, the endless Origin Force between his body diffused out, a sword intent in his pupils condensed, silver radiance spilled, and a magical long sword was condensed.

The long sword blooms rays of light, and there is a faint dragon roar coming out, the Dragon Transformation in the sword, the extremely high realm of sword intent.

The long sword drove straight in, and the endless murdering sword intent surged down, directly shredding the Buddha's light.

However, when one Buddha's light is extinguished, the other Buddha's light comes one after another again, and the Buddha's light is diffused, and it means that all living beings are enlightened.

Sword intent can't help but get this light of Buddha.

"Really strong old bald donkey."

Gu Feng looked at the old monk standing in the Buddha's light, and his heart was shocked.

This is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.

"Donor, sword intent can kill people, but it can't pierce the rays of light of Buddha."

The old monk was exposed to Buddha light illuminating everything, and his body looked extremely tall and straight.

"Buddha said: The killer must be killed."

The old monk’s words are like terrifying sound waves. The voice is not only extremely loud, but also carries the terrifying Origin Force. The breath keeps moving towards Gu Feng and surrounds it.

At the same time, the words are accompanied by terrifying incantation, and endless Sanskrit scripts are falling down, seeming to be transcending sentient beings.

This is the 【Going Mantra】, the incantation cultivation technique of Buddhism.

"If you want to die, I will be sad."

Gu Feng's body is a masterpiece of rays of light, and he lightly looks at the old monk in front of him.

I saw him spit out words, the incantion volatilized out, a scene of common people's charcoal, and the collapse of ten thousand ways emerged.

Between Heaven and Earth is covered by the desolation, and everything is in ruin.

This is [Sorrowful Heavens Curse].

Sorrow is the sky.

The two incantations intersect each other, in the sky one after another ripples arouse.

Ling Yi, standing aside, was already stunned by the fight between the two. He had never felt such a terrifying power of incantion.

Fortunately, these attacks did not come to him.

Otherwise, even with the strength of Dao Source Realm 6th-layer, he will die on the spot in an instant.

After a while.

A counter-shock force was passed on to Gu Feng and the old monk, and they backed away a few steps.

It's actually on par.

"Amitabha, didn't expect Lao Na's [Death Curse] can't help the donor. Lao Na has been cultivation under the Buddha for a hundred years."

The old monk shook his head and sighed.

"Old bald donkey, don't be so hypocritical. Use all your strengths. I'm afraid you will have no chance when you arrive."

Gu Feng looks ahead The old monk, lightly said.

"The donor has a big tone, Lao Na wants to see how many catties and how many taels the donor has?"

The old monk stared at Gu Feng standing in front of him. , The body's breath became stronger and stronger.

The dazzling Buddha light on his body was once again a masterpiece, the Buddha's intent appeared in an instant, and the Life Power of the Puduchong was surging again.

At the same time, the sarira hung on the chest of the old monk flew out, containing thousands of Buddha powers. With the monstrous Buddha intent of the old monk, sarira instantly floated into the void.

The extremely shining rays of light radiate from the whole body of sarira, and the universal conception of Buddha transforms into a strong golden streamer, containing the power of ten thousand Buddhas, directly descending violently.

Gu Feng looked at all this calmly, only to see the terrifying black energy overflowing from his body, and the whole person seemed to be plunged into darkness.

His eyes gradually darkened, and the black mist released from his pupils.

Gu Feng’s body was surrounded by a majestic suction force, which attracted the resonance of Heaven and Earth.

I saw him wave his hand, the vast black magic surging out, and above the sky, the terrifying Devouring Power descended.

The energy that swallows all paths emerges!

This is [Heaven Devouring Demonic Art].

Can swallow everything.

The ten thousand powers of Buddha radiated by sarira were swallowed in an instant, and the Buddha's light suddenly dimmed.

Gu Feng's Devouring Power is still increasing rapidly, and it seems to be able to swallow the sky.

Soon.

sarira could not support this terrifying Heaven Devouring Force, and was directly swallowed by magic.

The Buddha light disappeared completely.

"pu!"

The old monk suddenly spits out mouthful of blood, completely depleted, and the Origin Force is exhausted.

Gu Feng immediately put away the Devouring Power, and then lightly looked at the weak old monk.

"Didn't expect, Lao Na was defeated by Demon Dao Cultivation Art. This is fate, fate..."

The old monk roar towards the sky, even if not Breath.

The demise of Sarira heralds the end of his life.

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