Urban Supreme Immortal Doctor

At the gate of the Presidential Palace, a luxury car is now parked.

Wearing a suit, Mr. President came out with the help of others, and saw Ye Feng off in person.

He said gratefully: "Mr. Ye, thank you for saving your life."

Ye Feng nodded and didn't say much.

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to go back, the president felt a little bit sad, especially since he had learned from the intelligence department that Ye Feng's martial arts cultivation was one of the best in China.

This is a rare resource for any country.

The president said slowly: "Mr. Ye, are you interested in staying in the Lighthouse Country? I can assure you that I will give you the most favorable treatment."

"As long as you are willing to come, I can solve any problem."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I'm not interested."

The president felt a little regretful, and asked unwillingly, "Why?"

You know, on this planet, for many people, the Lighthouse Country is a holy place.Some people would rather immigrate illegally and stay in the lighthouse country as a black account.

However, Ye Feng is different from them, he doesn't care about all this.Any country in the world makes no difference to him.

In his heart, Ye Feng firmly believed that he was a Chinese, so he would never betray his motherland and nation.

He smiled and said: "The reason is very simple, I am a Chinese."

Finished

After that, he turned around and got into the car directly.

……

Southeast Asia.

A bustling shopping street with a magnificent temple at the end.Although it is not as good as the Huguo Temple, it can also rank among the top three in Southeast Asia.

Today, the entire temple is closed and closed to outside tourists at all.Even those tourists who made an appointment in advance can't get in at all now.

"What's going on here, why don't you let the good ones go in?"

"Who knows why?"

"If I remember correctly, this kind of situation also happened more than ten years ago, when the abbot was going to hold a retreat ceremony. I didn't expect this kind of situation to happen again more than ten years later."

The tourists outside the temple were discussing one by one.

At this time, in the main hall in the center of the temple, a ceremony was being held.

Six eminent monks were reciting mantras, and surrounded by them was a young man with a shirtless upper body.

It's just that this young man has scars all over his body, and even his face is hideous, like a demon climbing up from hell.

Today, Zhao Qingyang has been in Southeast Asia for five months.He came to this temple and became the apprentice of the abbot here, concentrating on retreat and penance.

Now, he has finally met the requirements of the abbot, and is ready to use the secret method to improve his strength.

"Qing Yang, have you really thought about it?"

the abbot walked up to him

Beside him, his face was a little hesitant.

"I've already thought about it."

Zhao Qingyang said slowly, "I always want to improve my strength in my dreams, and I absolutely cannot be a mediocre person. The realm of a martial arts master cannot be my end point."

"I want to break through to the realm of Dao, and even higher!"

The abbot glanced at him, sighed and said, "Do you know that this secret method is too evil and not the right way."

Zhao Qingyang nodded and said: "It's right and wrong, I know better than anyone else. Even if I die in the secret method, I will not regret it at all."

"The hatred of the family's demise is always in my heart. If I am allowed to live in this world, it would be better to die vigorously."

The abbot sighed again, and said slowly: "If you can't forget your hatred, how can you become my Buddhist disciple? Forget it, today I will fulfill your wish."

"However, there are nine deaths in this blood pool. Once you go down, no one will know the consequences. Don't you regret it?"

"Master, I am only a body now, so I might as well risk my life!"

Zhao Qingyang had already been swallowed by that extreme hatred, he wished he could tear Ye Feng to pieces right now.

But he also knew in his heart that Ye Feng's strength was too strong, and with his current cultivation base, he couldn't hold a candle to him at all.

Want revenge, less talk about breaking through

At the level of the avenue, it is even higher.

Entering the pool of blood is equivalent to the devil making a deal.

Use your own soul and life in exchange for those powers that do not belong to you.Even if he survived, there would be no complete Zhao Qingyang in this world.

Because half of his soul has become a devil.

This blood pool was built in the most hidden place of the temple. Except for the previous abbots, few people know this secret.

And since it was built, no one has ever dared to go deep.Even the abbot has always kept him at a respectful distance.

"OK then."

The abbot said helplessly, "If you don't stop your idea, I'm afraid you will never know the horror of evil ways."

Immediately afterwards, the ground of the temple opened slowly, revealing a narrow staircase.

This staircase leads directly to the underground palace. After walking a few steps, one can feel a biting cold wind, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

The lights here have turned into a strange light blue.

In the palace, there are many Buddha statues inlaid on the walls, but different from the solemn treasures outside, the expression of each Buddha statue is so strange and hideous.

Below the Buddha statue is a pool of scarlet blood.

Why there is so much blood, who built it, and where it came from, this secret will never be known.

The first session of the year

Abbot, when the temple was built here, he had already discovered this pool of blood.From ancient times to the present, only one person has ever entered.

It was a thief who strayed into the temple, accidentally discovered the mechanism, and then fell into the pool of blood.

When he was let out, he gained unimaginable strength, even the abbot was no match for him.But only a few hours later, the thief died on the spot.

All kinds of legends outline a shocking picture.

The abbot said, "This is the blood pool you are looking for."

Without hesitation, Zhao Qingyang walked quickly towards the blood pool, with only yearning for power and eagerness for revenge in his eyes.

"Wait a moment."

The abbot said quickly.

"Master, just let me in."

Zhao Qingyang turned his head, the expression on his face was extremely ferocious, coupled with the scarlet blood, it had an extremely terrifying effect.

The abbot took down a string of Buddhist beads and said slowly: "This is the Buddhist beads left to me by the previous abbot, my master. You may be able to help you if you carry it with you."

Zhao Qingyang knelt down on the ground: "I will never dare or forget Master's great kindness and virtue to me in my life. After I finish my revenge, I will absolutely concentrate on taking refuge in my Buddha."

"From then on, I aspire to become a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, learn the profound Buddhist teachings, and be a person who can save the world."

The abbot nodded and said, "Go."

(End of this chapter)