I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

Zen Master Gu Ya resisted the urge to beat Xie Que and said calmly: "It's not bad."

Xie Que also nodded, thinking about the three demons planting Hengshami in the vast sea.

The grain seeds were sent last time, if everything goes well.

I should be able to harvest the first batch of Hengsha rice in two months. The effect may not be as good as that produced in the Buddhist country, but it is better than nothing.

Zen Master Ji Zhen on the side sighed.

The senior brother is still thick-skinned. If it were him, he would never be able to say the word "not bad".

This was completely beyond his imagination.

Although it was an ordinary secular martial arts mixed with Buddhist Zen principles, he never thought that it could be used to such an extent.

Even if the creator of Tianlong Zen Sing and their master Tianlong Venerable came here, I am afraid it would be difficult for them to achieve such a state.

But if it is the supernatural version of Tianlong Zen Sing, it is different.

But that also requires an extremely powerful body to match it. Even Zen Master Guya, who stands at the top of Yangshen, cannot perform the complete Tianlong Zen Sing.

Zen Master Guya sighed in his heart.

If this boy only relied on his physical strength and the magical power of Tianlong Zen Sing, he might have been able to barely fight against the newcomers to Yang Shen Zhenjun.

But the premise is that its body strength can withstand the backlash of Tianlong Zen Sing.

However, Zen Master Guya was only aware of the solidity of Xie Que's body and the strength of his Qi and blood, and the rest was hidden under the cover of the Death Trial Diagram.

More energy and blood were also hidden in the acupoints by Xie Que.

What is exposed is only 10%.

But that’s enough to scare people!

"Master, do you have any other questions?" Xie Que looked at the two Zen masters in front of him with a smile.

Zen Master Gu Ya wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

He waved his hand and dispersed the big bell made of golden Buddha power.

"Come with me." Zen Master Guya walked towards the depths of the Sutra Pavilion.

Xie Que also stepped forward.

Since you are teaching magical powers, you must also be looking for a place that is absolutely safe and suitable for teaching.

He wasn't paranoid.

"Senior brother? This..." Zen Master Ji Zhen behind him was slightly hesitant.

"There is no need for this. If you want to teach the Dharma, then teach it completely. What's the benefit of being clumsy?" Zen Master Guya's voice resounded throughout the Sutra Pavilion, causing waves of echoes.

"That's true." Zen Master Ji Zhen shook his head slightly: "But Master's matter..."

Zen Master Gu Ya also sighed softly: "Since the star situation is like this, it is difficult for me, Zen Lin Temple, to ignore it and remain aloof as it has been for thousands of years."

"When the time comes, even if you want to hide it, you won't be able to."

Zen Master Ji Zhen nodded, his mind a little heavy.

"Moreover, the Red Dragon Dharma King has already guessed it correctly..."

As soon as Zen Master Gu Ya said this, Zen Master Ji Zhen couldn't help but trembled: "What?"

"The stars are like this, and the master has not been born. Anyone can guess it." Zen Master Ji Zhen smiled bitterly and sighed again and again, as if he had lost his previous demeanor as the origin of Zen Buddhism.

The two Zen masters became silent along the way, and an atmosphere like mourning permeated around them.

The extremely powerful appeal brought by countless thoughts instantly assimilated Xie Que.

The corners of his eyes turned red instantly and his mood became depressed.

"Can the two masters' simple emotions infect me?" Xie Que silently recited the Bodhicitta in his heart, hoping to weaken this inexplicable sadness.

Xie Que also heard about the "master" the two of them talked about.

As far as he knew, the abbot of Zenlin Temple, "Tianlong Zunzian", was the master of these two people, and he was a figure on the same level as the Red Dragon Dharma King.

But it has disappeared since thousands of years.

Zen Master Guya has been traveling all over the world all year round, and it is said that he is looking for traces of Venerable Tianlong.

And the Tianlong Chan Sing is also the peerless magical power created by the Venerable Tianlong!

After walking this kilometer, Xie Que felt that it had been a long time before he followed the two masters to a bookshelf.

Zen Master Gu Ya bowed slightly, and the bookshelf opened and closed by itself, leaving a narrow wooden ladder.

The two Zen masters took the lead, followed closely by Xie Que.

After I had the entry of "Hundred-footed Insect", I was no longer afraid of death.

As long as there is a drop of blood and a thought remains, he can be resurrected in one day.

No matter what dangerous place it is, I dare to risk myself.

What's more, with the strength of these two Zen masters, Xie Que knew that he was no match.

If you want to do something bad to yourself, why bother looking for a secret place.

As soon as the Guya Zen Master made a move, the Chilong Dharma King who was far away in the horizon had no time to react, and he was left in a state of panic.

After all, he had seen how powerful Feng Zidu was and knew he was invincible.

But these two Zen masters were transcendent figures far beyond Feng Zidu.

As the bookshelf behind him gradually closed, Xie Fu fell into darkness.

Bundles of torches continued to light up at this time, and what appeared in front of him was a spiral wooden ladder that continued all the way down.

Xie Que continued to walk down with the two Zen masters, and the torches on both sides continued to sound.

After walking for who knows how long, Xie Que had already reached the heart of Songshan Mountain with all his suspicions, and the wooden ladder finally came to an end.

Walking down the wooden stairs, you will find a quiet room. The walls around this quiet room are all made of wooden brick floors and walls.

The faint fragrance that entered his nose made Xie Que recognize that these wooden bricks were all made of purple sandalwood.

Purple sandalwood has always been used by Buddhism to make ritual objects. Unexpectedly, it was so luxurious that it was used as a floor here.

But the most shocking thing is the center of this quiet room.

There was actually an old monk with long eyebrows, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a serious face.

The majesty of his childish face with a crane beard still remains, and the monk's robe is half unbuttoned and hanging down to his waist, revealing a strong upper body full of powerful beauty.

The two Zen masters knelt down and kowtowed to the long-browed old monk in front of them.

"This is..." Xie Que thought of what the two Zen masters had just said and had already guessed the identity of the old monk with long eyebrows.

However, different beliefs did not allow Xie Que to kneel down and worship like the two Zen masters.

"Yes, this is the poor monk's master, Lord Tianlong." Zen Master Guya's voice rang in Xie Que's ears.

"Alas...it's just that Master passed away three thousand years ago."

The lifespan of True Lord Yang Shen is almost infinite, and an existence that surpassed Yang Shen actually fell! Xie Que was a little unbelievable.

"You don't need to kneel down, just burn incense."

He nodded, lit two large incense sticks in front of the incense table on the side, and lit it.

But the next moment, a strange feeling couldn't help but appear on him.

It seemed that at this moment, he was being watched.

But the source of that gaze came from nowhere.

A wave of goosebumps appeared on Xie Que's body. This was not the first time he felt this.

He had similar feelings when he killed the priest of Poseidon Temple, when he faced Ao Bing, and even when he paid homage to the Holy Buddha of Fighting.

This is... the power of the gods!

Lord Tianlong did not die, but became a Buddha!

Now...looking at myself!