Chapter 393 The Great Heavenly King of the Reincarnation Sect

Liu Feng's expression was indifferent. The cause and effect of this matter were not complicated. He knew it well.

It was just the Tao and Xia families who were trying to get his attention, and the Dharma King of the Reincarnation Sect needed to use him to search for the "Lun Pan Sutra". In order to prevent the two families from reporting the news and causing the Wangxue family to determine his identity in advance, several Dharma kings came to kill him. Two strong families.

As for not killing the juniors in the clan, those juniors are not qualified enough to know what happened to him.

In the final analysis, it was just a conflict between the two sides for their own interests. The only blame is that Tao and Xia found the wrong prey.

"What does it have to do with me? There is no grievance or enmity. I am the one being chased and captured by your elders, and I am the one being plotted against. If it does have anything to do with it, it is Liu who wants to settle accounts with your Tao family."

"Moreover, the person who killed your Tao family is right behind you, but was it Liu who did it?"

Liu Feng snorted lightly, without any intention of comforting Tao Shiyu.

"you……"

The red lips of the woman beside her trembled slightly. She was wearing a pink skirt without any movement. A shadow of martial arts was faintly visible on her back. She seemed to be ready to fight Liu Feng desperately.

"Liu Feng is right, it's this big bald man who is the leader. You have the guts to seek revenge on him in advance." In front of the tree trunk behind, the little nun pointed at the Zen Lan Dharma King who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Tao Shiyu's delicate body trembled when she heard the sound. The little nun dared to talk nonsense, but she didn't dare to look directly at the Zen Lan Dharma King.

Not only Chan Lan, but also the other two Dharma Kings, she didn't dare to look at.

Born in a big family, unlike the monks from a small power, he knew very well what a behemoth the Reincarnation Sect was, and even more clearly understood the existence of the Dharma King of the Reincarnation Religion.

Because of this, when she was in the county, she, the elder of the Tao family's Seventh Realm clan, also begged for mercy and begged to let the Tao family go. Unfortunately, it ended miserably in the end.

If they had known that dealing with Liu Feng would provoke the King of the Wheel of Reincarnation, members of her Tao family would never have acted rashly and would have most likely gone to the Wangxue family to seek reward.

"We still need to stay here for a few days, so why not find a place to take shelter from the rain first." At this time, the beautiful woman-like Karmapa Miaoyun held Jingling in his arms and said with a chuckle.

The other five people were all noncommittal. This bit of gloomy rain seemed like nothing to the people present. Miao Yun's meaning was to find a quiet place nearby.

Seeing that several people refused, the Dharma King dressed as a woman stood up, released and retracted his spiritual consciousness, and turned his gaze to a large mountain four miles away from the fishing village.

On Liu Feng and Tao Shiyu's side, they felt a wave of Buddha power falling on them, and the surrounding scenes flew by in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the six of them were no longer under the Bodhi tree outside the fishing village, and came to the entrance of a cave.

The location that King Miaoyun had explored with his spiritual sense was unlikely to have any accidents. It should have been a quiet place.

But when they looked into the cave, the fire was blazing, and the smell of rice wafted out. From the sound of the sound, someone was already making a fire to cook porridge.

"Huh?" The little nun Jingling was quite surprised.

She turned to look at Miao Yun in confusion, and found that the Dharma King's face was solemn, and he obviously didn't know anyone was here.

Zen Lan and Zen Yu looked at each other, then released their spiritual consciousness and swept into the cave. Like Miao Yun, they saw nothing.

Unable to detect what was going on with their spiritual senses, golden light flashed in the pupils of the three Dharma Kings at the same time. They peered through the earth and rocks and saw two human figures in the cave.

"How about we change to a cave?" Jing Ling felt bad.

Their trip was to search for Jingchen Cave. Before they could find the cave, they encountered something strange.

"Since they are nearby, if they really want to deal with us, they can't hide. If they are not opponents, there is no need to avoid them if we meet by chance." His Holiness Miaoyun entered the cave first.

The two Dharma Kings, Chan Lan and Chan Yu, entered together. The other three people hesitated a little, but had no choice but to follow.

It was raining outside the cave and the sky was getting dark.

The six people turned a corner in the cave and saw that there were actually people in the cave. They were two monks, an old man and a young boy, sitting in front of the fire cooking porridge.

The two monks just glanced at the arrival of outsiders and continued to cook their own porridge.

The cave was about twenty feet long, and there was enough space. The three Dharma Kings did not interrupt rashly and just meditated in the corner.

The little nun looked at the two monks intently and looked at the old one carefully. She suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen them somewhere.

While she was staring at the old monk, Tao Shiyu and Liu Feng sat down nearby.

Tao Shiyu didn't dare to express his anger. According to the strange behavior of the people around him, the two monks, the old man and the young man, were by no means simple, and it was unclear whether they had any malicious intentions.

If the two sides don't deal with it, they may start fighting in the blink of an eye, and the five realms can be destroyed with just a little aftermath.

Liu Feng sat in the outermost position, his eyes lowered, and two transmissions fell into his mind in no particular order. It was the transmissions from King Zen Lan and Jing Ling.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, can you tell the truth about those two monks?"

"Liu Feng, take a good look at that old monk. I always think he looks familiar."

The firelight in the cave was swaying, Liu Feng had no expression on his face, and he moved his fingers on the ground. The eyes of the other five people followed his fingers.

"The old monk has nine Buddha roots. He is about to die. The young monk should be his clone. It is very likely that he has grown into a living being. I can't tell what kind of cultivation he has."

Within his field of vision, the old monk was full of lifeless energy, the Buddha's bones were old and decayed, and the aura in the smaller one was like the mummies and Shura corpses he had seen, which were not within the scope of ordinary living beings.

The reason why he did not conclude that it was the Immortal Seed was because he had never seen such a physical body. The meridians and organs in the little monk's body were all visible with his Zen eyes. But when he looked at them with a straight eye, he realized that it was all an illusion.

From the bones of Blood Lake Shura's corpse, he learned that there were nine types of immortality, but the legible handwriting on the bones only recorded four.

The little monk's body was like two lumps of paste, one clear and one turbid, perhaps some kind of immortality.

"The dying man, the seed of immortality!"

The three Dharma Kings withdrew their gazes, and their eyes returned to calmness.

The most important thing to worry about is the unknown variables. Now that you know the details, you can prepare measures to deal with them.

The three of them all had sacrificial objects on their bodies, and with their combined efforts, a dying Nine Buddha Roots could not keep them alive.

Zen Lan's face was calm, and more than a hundred sealed stone altars in the inner world flew up and landed on the altar at the source of the golden river. In addition to an eye, there was also a withered finger.

The other two Dharma Kings seemed not to move, but they were also mobilizing sacrifices in the inner world, ready for blood sacrifices at any time.

No one spoke for a while in the cave. The little nun Jingling was still frowning and thinking hard, wondering where she had seen the old monk.

At this moment, Liu Feng suddenly raised his head.

Under the firelight, figures approached. Two monks, an old man and a young man, got up at some point and walked towards him.

The three Dharma Kings around him were indifferent to such an unexpected move, as if they had not seen it.

"Three of you...my Buddha Eye is gone?"

He thought it was an illusion, and just as he was about to open his mouth to remind the three Dharma Kings, he realized to his horror that he could no longer see through the old monk, and turned to look at others. Even Tao Shiyu could not see through him.

"No, my Buddha Eyes must still be there! Is my sanity affected? That's not right... I must be in a dream!"

As his thoughts raced, the figure in front of him stood still.

The old monk's face was full of wrinkles, his smile was kind, and the young monk's delicate appearance had indifferent eyes.

An old man and a young man, looking at everyone else as if they were nothing, just sat in front of Liu Feng, staring at him.

At this moment, Liu Feng seemed to be isolated alone, and the five people traveling with him were completely unaware of this.

The dying Nine Buddha Roots he saw was probably far underestimated by the three Dharma Kings. He was definitely not in the ordinary Nine Realms, and he didn't understand the Nine Buddha Roots at all.

"Senior, is there something wrong?" Liu Feng looked at the two monks and tentatively spoke.

A foot away, the young monk's indifferent expression suddenly changed, and then changed several times again, as if several people were changing rapidly.

It was the same person, but there seemed to be several people standing in front of him. Some looked at him carefully, some pointed their fingers to deduce, and some raised their hands to draw a round mirror.

But soon, the young monk's face became painful, and all the changes in his expression disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to his indifferent expression.

In comparison, the old monk looked much normal, but Liu Feng couldn't help but be stunned by his words.

"It's not a big deal. It's just to return two old things that fellow Taoist monks left here."

"By the way, I asked my Taoist friend for some lamp oil. I just have the oil for refining."

As he spoke, the old monk took out a gourd. After pulling out the stopper, balls of spiritual light flew out.

The spiritual light has different colors, such as glass color, moon color, and starlight color. Although it is somewhat different from the Yuan Shen and Yin Shen that Liu Feng knows, he can be sure that these are the spiritual places of the monks.

In silence, a circle of Buddha's light bloomed between Liu Feng's eyebrows, and there was a vague shadow of a lamp swaying deep in the Buddha's light.

Twelve groups of spiritual light disappeared into the Buddha's light, and within the spiritual sea, Liufeng Buddhist Yin Shen saw that the oil in the Buddhist lamp guarding his true spirit had become thicker, and separated out a wisp of oil.

"Sure enough, this treasure has a weapon spirit, and it can do business with others!" Liu Feng was shocked and doubtful.

In the cave, a wisp of dark lamp oil appeared. The young monk took away most of it without ceremony, and it was the old monk's turn to take away the remaining half.

If Liu Feng read it correctly, the little monk was the clone, which was not of the same mind as the main body and even overpowered the main body.

Seeing this, he thought about himself. One day, this kind of thing might happen to him!

Opposite, the old monk was obviously used to it and showed no sign of anger. He took out a pile of cassocks from his arms.

The cassock spread out, and two objects that looked like wax seals came into Liu Feng's eyes, a white bead as big as an eyeball, and a black elixir with blood lines.

"Take them, I only keep these two things and have never touched them." The old monk smiled and looked at Liu Feng's demonized face, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, as if he had seen an old friend.

Liu Feng frowned and took two things. According to what the old monk said, the two things were left behind by him in his previous life, and they were probably Jing Chen.

It would not be surprising if the old monk in the Nine Realms was a person of the same era as Jing Chen, but he should not be a contemporary of Jing Yu, because it is impossible for the Nine Realms to live for such a long time. .

"How to use it?" In Liu Feng's palm, the two objects looked like two wax pills. One was wrapped in white beads, and the other was wrapped in pills. They were like ordinary objects without any abnormality.

The young monk in front of him had turned around and walked towards the cave exit, and the old monk also stood up.

"Pinch open the wax seal and swallow it. You keep the white one for yourself, and the elixir is for her."

"Let's take a step first and see you again someday."

After the words fell, the old man and the young man walked out of the cave.

Following the old monk's pointing, Liu Feng's eyes fell on the little nun Jingling. At the moment, the woman was still looking at the fire. In her eyes, it seemed that there were two monks, an old one and a young one.

"It seems that the little nun was close to Jing Chen in her previous life. After all, she is the reincarnation of her senior brother."

Looking at the little nun's body, which had not grown in several years, Liu Feng had a clear idea and guessed the purpose of the elixir.

Without thinking too much, he noticed the little nun looking at him and grabbing his sleeve with her little hands, and a sense of trance came over him.

At this moment, the fire in the cave flickered.

The little nun Jing Ling grabbed Liu Feng's sleeve with one hand and pointed at the fire with the other, exclaiming: "It's gone. How did the two monks leave? They even took away the cooked porridge!"

Beside her, Liu Feng still lowered his head, nothing unusual, and only three breaths passed.

Not just her, the three Dharma Kings, Tao Shiyu, and the five people present saw nothing wrong with Liu Feng. They were all looking at the only fire left in the cave.

Liu Feng went from closing his eyes slightly to opening them and looking up, feeling surprised again in his heart.

The moment I was looking at Jingling, I was seeing it in a dream. Now I am really seeing it when I open my eyes, and the Buddha's vision is restored to normal.

After smiling for a long time, he glanced sideways at the breath that was still there at the hole, and thrust a wax-sealed elixir into the little nun's hand.

Jing Ling was muttering about porridge. He first turned around and looked at Liu Feng suspiciously, and then looked at the elixir in his hand. His eyes suddenly lit up and he guessed something.

The three Dharma Kings nearby, Zen Lan, Zen Yu, and Miao Yun, stared at the wax-sealed elixir in Jing Ling's hand.

They couldn't see through the thin layer of wax seal.

With a "click" sound, the little nun tried to squeeze open the wax seal, and the blood lines on the elixir inside instantly lit up, like blood veins pulsing.

Just by the overflowing medicinal fragrance touching their bodies, the six people present felt that their physical bodies and their true spirits had been greatly nourished.

The little nun still hesitated, she just opened her mouth and took a sip.

However, her grinning lips rested half an inch above her palm and were isolated by an invisible force, making it impossible to move her palm.

"You want to rob me?" The little nun turned her head and glared at the handsome young man not far away.

"It's not too late to eat things of unknown origin before I help you find out."

Half a foot apart, Zen Yu Dharma King and Jing Ling looked at each other with extremely indifferent expressions. With a slight movement of the index finger of his right hand, a burst of Buddhist power rolled out.

On the left and right sides, Dharma King Zenlan sat cross-legged and said nothing, showing no intention of intervening. Dharma King Miaoyun, who seemed to be close to Jingling, just looked on with a smile.

Seeing this, Liu Feng sighed secretly.

Just as he thought, these three dharma kings of the Wheel of Reincarnation were here for the benefit. They took him out of the Mo Qilin clan. The same was true when he went to the insect abyss to rescue Jing Ling, because Jing Ling was also a person related to Jing Chen. .

Once there are benefits that make the kings of reincarnations jealous, their true colors are exposed.

"I don't have to worry about you, just stop." The pill flew from his hand, and a rotten palm suddenly appeared between Jing Ling's brows.

But before she could move the golden body of her previous life, an old man's voice sounded in the cave.

"Zen Jade."

Just two words, without a trace of spiritual pressure or any Buddhist teachings, as if an old man was casually greeting Zenyu Dharma King.

With this call, Zenyu Dharma King's pupils shrank, and his raised finger froze in the air, not daring to move at all.

He had heard this voice before.

It was the Great Heavenly King, the leader of the Reincarnation Sect, who had only communicated with him three times, never met him, and had not heard from him for many years.