Chapter 708 Zen Master Wenlu

The current Ye Feng is worrying about not being able to cultivate enough, and he doesn't have the Heavenly Spirit Stone, so he can't activate the cross-boundary teleportation array.

However, now, at the Zen conference in Tianzhu, what is about to be discussed is something that can cross over to another realm, which makes Ye Feng feel extremely rejoiced, this trip is really the right one.

Although he didn't know what the boundary-breaking thing was, but listening to the Zen master's tone, it seemed that he attached great importance to it.

What's more, this Zen conference is not open to the public, and even some ordinary disciples of Huanxi Zen are not eligible to participate. You must know that in the past, Zen conferences were always attended by those who wanted to. Of course, the premise was that they belonged to Zen disciples.

Those who came to participate in the Zen conference were all Zen masters with profound cultivation and great influence in the practice circle of Tianzhu.

Perhaps because they all belong to the same Zen sect, Huanxi Zen sect invites people from other Zen sects to come and discuss things that break the boundary.

From Po She's translation, Ye Feng learned that the key to the Zen sect's desire to obtain the world-breaking thing this time lies in one person, that man is called Zen Master Wenlu, who is now under strict guard and locked up somewhere in the Huanxi Zen sect .

Ye Feng had never heard of this person's name, neither did Po She.

In Huanxi Zen, this matter is regarded as a secret among secrets.

The cold night fell.

There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the valley where Huanxi Zen is located. Many women were brought in to serve those distinguished guests who came to participate in the Zen conference.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng quietly slipped out of the room.

If someone came to ask, the mother-in-law would tell the other party that Ye Feng went to the bathroom.

And his actual purpose is to thoroughly investigate the entire site of Huanxi Zen. Since there is spiritual consciousness, it doesn't take too long, and it only needs to walk around once.

If the purpose of coming to Tianzhu can be achieved, Ye Feng doesn't even need to wait until tomorrow, he can leave this place overnight.

After going around the entire Huanxi Zen Sect, Ye Feng didn't find any suspicious places, only a pagoda where many monks were imprisoned.

After thinking about it, he came to the outskirts of this pagoda. Xunying Xianzhu stepped lightly, and sneaked into it with a few "swish swish".

This pagoda was guarded by many advanced practitioners, but none of them noticed Ye Feng's invasion.

"Master Dead Branch, Zen Master Wenlu, I don't know if I can find one of them..."

Ye Feng thought in his heart, floating up the stairs lightly.

In this pagoda, a monk or other practitioners are imprisoned on each floor, and some of them are not low. Even on the mahogany stairs, you will see many Huanxi Zen disciples patrolling, and the guards are extremely strict.

Ye Feng couldn't recognize who was imprisoned in which floor. He had never seen Master Kuzhi and Zen Master Wenlu, so it was rather troublesome to find them.

But soon, he realized that he was worrying too much.

Because the entire pagoda has a total of eighteen floors, and nine monks are imprisoned, only one of whom looks like a Chinese, and the rest are all Tianzhu monks.

Ye Feng is invisible, hiding on the eighteenth floor of the pagoda, the top floor.

At a glance, the person imprisoned on the top floor is a Chinese monk in his fifties who is resting his mind with his eyes closed, while outside the imprisoned room are two old monks who have cultivated for a hundred years and are guarding him.

This guard force is much stronger than those on the floors below.

"Master Dead Branch? Zen Master Wenlu?"

Ye Feng was a little suspicious, through the wall, he cast a magic fairy voice on the Huaguo monk in the room.

According to Tang Xuefeng's narration, Master Kuzhi was an old man twenty years ago, and his cultivation level was far superior to Tang Xuefeng's. As for the Huaguo monk in front of him, it has only been about a hundred years since his spiritual sense detected his cultivation.

The appearance of a cultivator may become younger due to his deep cultivation, but this cultivation rarely regresses, or is abolished and recultivated.

This possibility is also not great.

Therefore, the possibility that the Huaguo monk in front of him is the Kuzhi master is extremely slim, but Ye Feng still asked aloud, just to see the other party's reaction.

As soon as he heard Ye Feng's eight-character questioning voice, the Hua Guo monk in the room opened his eyes at once. There was softness in the eyes, but tenacity in the eyes, full of spirit.

The monk looked at the door of the room with some doubts in his eyes, but saw that the two old monks guarding him did not open their eyes, obviously it was not the two old monks who were calling him.

Moreover, the two old monks did not notice the sound just now.

who is it?

Monk Hua Guo was a little confused.

"I'm here to save you. If you are Zen Master Wenlu or Master Kuzhi, please nod your head."

Ye Feng's wonderful fairy voice continued to spread.

This time, Monk Hua Guo can be sure that he is not hallucinating, but that someone is indeed talking to him, and the voice directly reaches his ears.

It's just that the other party seems to be very young. At this age, it's incredible that he can use the method of sound transmission, isn't it?

The most important thing is that Ye Feng spoke Huaguo's Mandarin, which made the monk feel friendly all of a sudden.

Slowly, the monk nodded.

In the next instant.

Swish!

The faint blue sword light flashed suddenly, Tai Chi Void Sword!

Monk Huaguo's eyes lit up, and then he saw two old monks who had been guarding him with deep cultivation, their throats were cut by a series of sword lights without any resistance, and fresh blood sprayed out.

Immediately afterwards, bright white flames flashed, and the extremely hot fireball silently burned the bodies of the two people, leaving no residue.

In Ye Feng's eyes, a strong man with a hundred years of cultivation is nothing more than a scumbag.

Afterwards, Ye Feng's figure in a black shirt appeared at the door of the room, and looked at the Huaguo monk in the room from more than ten meters away, still holding the Youlan sword in his hand.

Seeing Ye Feng appearing like a ghost, the Hua country monk couldn't help being a little surprised, and couldn't help standing up.

He never thought that someone would come to rescue him when he was imprisoned in the most closely guarded place of Zen Buddhism in Tianzhu!

"Dare to ask, are you Zen Master Wenlu?"

Ye Feng looked at the other party, and asked with a wonderful fairy voice.

"It's the old man."

Monk Hua Guo nodded slowly, frowned slightly and looked at Ye Feng: "I don't know who the little brother is, and who is the teacher?"

"I'm from China, and I want to find Master Dead Branch."

As Ye Feng said, he took out a piece of red cassock cloth that he found in Putuo Mountain: "Because someone told me that this is something from the Huanxi Zen School, so come and have a look."

"well."

Zen Master Wenlu sighed, with vicissitudes in his eyes: "That is the old monk's master. He was taken captive here ten years ago, and now his soul has returned to bliss..."

Master Dead Branch is dead!

Ye Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect that Zen Master Wenlu was actually a disciple of Master Kuzhi.