Chapter 66 Rushing Into the Small Buddhist Temple

Zhou Wen glanced at the information of the blood-colored villain, and saw that the heart Zen in the vitality skills disappeared, replaced by the blood Zen.

Zhou Wen tried to start the blood meditation, and a cool breath suddenly burst out of his heart. The breath flowed through every corner of the body with the blood, making Zhou Wen indescribably refreshing and comfortable.

However, Zhou Wen's skin had a strange flush, which looked a little weird.

The feeling is a little different from Xin Zen, and the consumption of vitality seems to be much slower. A little vitality can last for nearly three minutes. Zhou Wen's upper limit of 10 vitality can be used for almost half an hour.

"Half an hour, if Blood Zen, like Heart Zen, can restrain the mysterious power of the Little Buddha Temple, it will be enough for me to run back and forth on the stone steps in front of the Little Buddha Temple." Zhou Wen didn't waste time anymore, let The blood-colored little man rode on the silver-winged flying ant and flew in the direction of the Little Buddha Temple.

Sure enough, as Zhou Wen thought, Blood Chan and Xin Chan have the same ability. After the blood-colored villain opened Heart Chan, he ran up the stone steps all the way to the front of the Little Buddha Temple without any accident.

The small Buddhist temple is very dilapidated, the plaques on the door have faded, and the temple walls have collapsed in many places.

Pushing open the dusty door, in the dust, Zhou Wen saw the scene inside the door clearly, but was slightly startled.

Originally, he was ready to fight against powerful dimensional creatures, but no dimensional creatures were found in the yard, only a stone tablet stood in the center of the yard.

"Little Prajna Paramita Sutra?" Zhou Wen could not help but be slightly puzzled after seeing the largest words on the stone tablet.

The name "The Great Prajna Paramita Sutra" can be said to be like thunder. It used to be the theoretical basis of Mahayana Buddhism. After the dimensional storm, a Buddhist believer realized the art of vitality from it. Together with the "Ahan Sutra", it is listed as the two major Buddhist series. Primordial Qi Art is an epic-level vitality art, and it is not inferior to the Li family's invincible divine art.

But Zhou Wen had never heard of the Little Prajna Paramita Sutra, and the name seemed like a joke.

Let the blood-colored villain walk in some, carefully read the content above, just after watching it for a while, I suddenly felt dizzy, and my head seemed to explode.

"This scripture is evil!" Zhou Wen was shocked, and was about to look away from the scripture, but suddenly felt that the flow of vitality in his body suddenly slowed down.

Since Zhou Wen practiced the Sutra of Losing Immortals, the Sutra of Losing Immortals has been circulating automatically, and there is no need for Zhou Wen to deliberately cultivate.

Now the rotation speed of the Sutra of Losing Immortals has suddenly slowed down, which is something that has never happened before, but after the speed of the Sutra of Losing Immortals has slowed down, Zhou Wen only feels that the feeling of headache has eased.

When Zhou Wen read the Little Prajna Paramita Sutra again, the uncomfortable feeling he had just now did not appear again.

Zhou Wen was amazed, and continued to read the scriptures, and then found that the more scriptures he read, the slower the flow rate of the Lost Immortal scriptures.

There was too much text on the monument. Zhou Wen watched it for a while, and was about to continue reading, but suddenly saw that the screen went black and the blood-colored villain died.

"Ah!" Only then did Zhou Wen remember that he had been driving Xuechan, and after reading scriptures there for so long, Xuechan exhausted his vitality and stopped running.

"It seems that the small Buddhist temple, like the stone steps, is shrouded by evil forces. Without the protection of blood Zen, you can only die. If you knew it earlier, you would not read the "Little Prajna Paramita Sutra"." Zhou Wen thought to himself.

Turning blood into a human and re-entering the underground Buddha City dungeon, Zhou Wen still went to the lotus pond first, intending to brush the mutated Buddha Heart Lotus again. It is natural to be able to produce companion eggs. Replenishing vitality is also OK.

But who knew that it took a lot of thought to finally kill the mutant Buddha Heart Lotus again, and only a crystal of power 14 came out.

The blood-colored villain picked up the power crystal,

After absorbing it, the strength attribute did not grow, it was still 10.

"It seems that even if you practice the Fascinating Immortal Sutra, there is still a bottleneck in the level realm, and you can't exceed the mortal level limit of 10 points." Zhou Wen was slightly disappointed.

After killing all the Buddha Heart Lotuses, and finally replenishing ten points of vitality, Zhou Wen walked towards the Little Buddha Temple again.

This time Zhou Wen didn't waste time with the stone tablet. After entering the temple gate, he ran directly to the main hall facing the gate.

The main hall is already dilapidated, the roof has collapsed, the door is crooked, as if it will fall down at any time, and there is no plaque on the door, I don't know what the name of this hall is.

The blood-colored villain stepped forward and pushed the door, and the door fell directly into the hall with a squeak, only to hear a bang, which stirred up the dust flying in the sky.

Looking at the dusty hall, the first thing I saw was a Buddha statue.

Although there is a Q version of the Buddha statue in the game, it still shocked Zhou Wen. The Buddha statues Zhou Wen has seen are generally kind, with kind eyes and dignified and elegant posture. Only a few Dharma Protectors and the like have angry eyes.

However, gods such as Dharma Protector King Kong will not be placed in the main hall, and the Buddha statue in this main hall has a face like a ghost. Although there is no angry expression, it still makes people feel hairy when they see it He was staring at him coldly.

"Bang!" Zhou Wen only took a look at it. The blood-colored villain who had just stepped into the main hall exploded directly, turning into residual blood on the ground, and the game screen went black.

Zhou Wen was shocked and broke out in cold sweat: "Little Buddha Temple is a really evil place, and you can die at a glance. Fortunately, it is not the real body, otherwise, no matter how many lives there are, it will not be enough to die. I don't know what happened to those human predecessors in the past. Those who explore the realm of different dimensions can achieve today's achievements, I am afraid that I don't know how many people's lives have been sacrificed."

Although Zhou Wen had read the stories of soldiers exploring different dimensions and tragically sacrificed as early as when he was in school, it was far less shocking than what he had personally experienced.

Zhou Wen thought about it again: "After entering the main hall, even the blood meditation has no effect, but there is a small stone tablet of Prajna Paramita Sutra in the temple, which may be of some use, but it is obviously vitality, I have already practiced the fascination. Immortal scriptures, it is impossible to revise other vitality art, and the little Buddhist temple is so strange, who knows if there is a problem with that vitality art?"

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Wen still planned to enter the Little Buddhist Temple and write down the scriptures inside.

As for functions such as taking pictures, you don't have to think about it. The pictures on the mysterious mobile phone can't be photographed by ordinary mobile phones. Zhou Wen can only remember it by himself.

The scriptures are too long, but fortunately, those scriptures are not as difficult to remember as the Sutras of the Lost Immortals. Zhou Wen only memorized a few paragraphs at a time. When the time was almost up, he left the small Buddhist temple and went back to memorize after he recovered his vitality.

When Zhou Wen wrote down all the scriptures, he found that it was already dawn, and he hadn't slept all night.

Just when Zhou Wen wrote down the last verse, the Fascinating Immortal Sutra, which had almost stopped working in his body, suddenly circulated wildly.