Chapter 513 Prajna Zen Temple

Based on her experience in dealing with Liu Feng in the past few years, Liu Feng will not take benefits for nothing, but she will never give benefits to others for nothing.

In other words, this junior is not someone who is willing to suffer losses at all. By keeping silent, he is most likely getting an advantage, and it is a big advantage.

The sword light flew towards the crack in the void, and Tu Qingyan looked at Liu Feng again and again.

What she didn't know was that in the space within Liu Feng's internal organs, the plaster inside the Huangquan Pagoda was constantly changing its shape.

Above the sword light, Liu Feng looked at the giant black flower in the billowing black turbid water, and saw that it contained a lot of turbid air. This flower could strengthen the true spirit, but it would leave hidden dangers after refining.

He didn't fight for the giant black flower. Zhuge Jun probably knew some secrets, so he didn't fight for it either.

Cracks in the void were in sight, Liu Feng thought, and the next step was to quickly find an island where time speeds up, accumulate relics, stabilize the golden body, and break through the eight realms of Buddhism first.

Because you have realized the true meaning of the tenth Buddhist path, during the retreat period, you can cultivate Gu at the same time in addition to practicing Buddhism, and raise the King Gu to the seventh level as soon as possible.

While watching the fight in front of the Void Crack, Jing Chen tested the mortar and got results.

"This clay should be considered a rare thing in the virtual world. According to the poor monk's experience, it can be used to imitate other magic weapons and can also be used to grow medicine."

Listening to Jing Chen's words entering his consciousness, Liu Feng suppressed a hint of joy in his eyes.

Just copying and engraving a magic weapon is not simple. Copying it is equivalent to recreating the same magic weapon.

Although external force such as a magic weapon is often unreliable, it is better than nothing. When it can be used, it can be a big killer.

"The world is so vast and there are so many rare treasures. I wonder how many magic weapons can be imitated by this clay? If you can't imitate a heavy treasure, it will be of little use. It's better to use it to grow medicine." Liu Feng asked in his mind.

Jing Chen's expression was pale. He was also a cultivator and his understanding of magic weapons was far better than Liu Feng's.

"It's not like you think that you can imitate the magic weapon at will. The poor monk has just tried the Ten Thousand Spirits Buddha Bead. This clay can carve out the same Buddha beads. The space and formations inside the magic weapon can be imitated, but it cannot use the blood essence to use the bloodline magical power."

"According to the poor monk's speculation, compared with the genuine one, this fake clay imitation lacks the Dharma or Tao, such as the Ten Thousand Spirit Buddha Beads and other important treasures, which are related to the enlightenment of immortals and Buddhas."

Liu Feng seemed to understand but Jing Chen couldn't figure it out. It was futile for him to think about it now.

"In that case, let's plant some medicine first." He made a decision in his mind.

As seen before, not even the Gu insects can extract nutrients from the lifeless corpses, but this plaster of unknown origin can turn it into nutrients. When he grows medicine and uses up the nutrients in the plaster, it can be easily replenished.

Now he can just use this mud to produce some eighth-grade medicinal materials to speed up the entry of Gu Dao.

At this time, the sword light was about to fly out of the crack in the void. Tu Qingyan hesitated for a moment and suddenly threw out the fox demon old servant.

"Go and guard my true body."

"Yes." The old servant of the fox demon faced the black turbid water and escaped deep underground in a blink of an eye.

Liu Feng and Yu's brother and sister, one and two demons, had no intention of intervening in the old witch's business, and they all turned their attention to somewhere in front of the crack in the void.

In sight, a large number of monks gathered together, fighting for the giant black flower, while eighteen giant humanoid figures that looked like half man and half soldier gu were going around snatching other people's spiritual belongings while carrying the soldier gu.

The faces of the Yu brothers and sisters all darkened, and Yu Ying was even more eager to try. In the past few years, her strength has also improved a lot, and she has accumulated more and more profound knowledge. If she were not worried about Liu Feng, she could be reborn in the eighth life at any time.

"Master, it's little bitch Ouyang who is leading people to rob other people's spiritual objects. Should we go over and deal with her?" Yu Ying said angrily.

Liu Feng glanced at the eighteen giant humanoids and looked at one of them, the giant cockroach carrying a "mace", and his eyes twitched.

He learned about this strange voodoo from the Yu brothers and sisters, and he already roughly knew its voodoo technique.

Compared with other Gu Masters who "possess the Gu" weapon Gu, the cockroach is particularly eye-catching, and it really looks a little too shabby.

Zhou Wan was abducted by Ouyang Shuiling and had not been seen for four years. It seems that she was practicing on an island where time accelerated and was raised to the seventh reincarnation. However, there was too much accumulation of poison and drug power in her body, and she could not find a way to solve the eighth reincarnation.

"Ouyang Shuiling's strength has greatly increased. If she doesn't come here now, it will be difficult for me to catch up with Dongxu Island's restriction. Don't rush to deal with her. It won't be too late to capture her when we encounter her in the Eight Realms in the future."

As Liu Feng said, the girl with braids who was robbing others also discovered Liu Feng who was about to fly out of the rift in the void. Without saying a word, he turned around and fled with the others.

Eighteen humanoid giant insects spread their wings and fled. Such a weird scene was rare in the world.

"You escaped very quickly! You stole two medicine pools. Liu's things are not easy to get."

Finally, he glanced at the back of the girl with braided horns, and Liu Feng withdrew his gaze. He had never forgotten the insect shell palace on this girl, and he would get it sooner or later.

At this moment, the sword light flew out of the crack in the void.

After the long sword shrunk and left the feet of several people, Zhuge Jun's aura in the middle stage of the Eighth Realm fell, and his body sank suddenly, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his shoulders.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, please take your leave now. We will meet again at the center of Dongxu Island."

Without waiting for Liu Feng's response, Zhuge Jun let out a long laugh, followed the force of Dongxu Island's restriction, and flew away in the form of sword light.

Even if it is restricted by Dongxu Island and suppressed in the Seventh Realm, its flying speed is almost as fast as the early stage of the Eighth Realm.

"Fellow Daoist Tu, the spiritual energy tide is weakening. Liu needs to retreat as soon as possible. In the next few years, will you stay with Liu or wait for me to come out?" Liu Feng looked in front of him.

Tu Qingyan stepped closer without any hesitation, making it clear that he would not leave until Liu Feng fulfilled his promise.

"Since we are in retreat together, I have a lot of Buddhist cultivation experience here, which can help my fellow Taoists. Furthermore, if my fellow Taoists are willing, I can also help my fellow Taoists regulate their physical bodies."

Liu Feng heard the ambiguity in this woman's words and guessed that He Shuang was probably a cultivator. He didn't reject it. The skin in front of him was familiar to her anyway.

He didn't care, but someone did. A low groan sounded on his neck, and Jing Chen showed a rare look of murderous intent.

Being stared at by Jing Chen coldly, the old witch couldn't help but feel chills running down her spine. If this bald donkey wanted to destroy her clone, it would only take a breath or two.

Tu Qingyan put away her charming look, immediately avoided the side where Jing Chen was, and stood honestly on the other side of Liu Feng.

"You two will delay for a few years and take good care of Qin Xian'er for me."

Liu Feng handed over the painting scroll spirit treasure that placed Qin Xian'er, and after giving instructions to the Yu brothers and sisters, he took the lead and moved away from the crack in the void.

When one of them and three demons were drifting away, there was a small white crystal island far away from six islands.

Eighteen giant humanoid insects stood in two rows. The leader with a braid on his head was the largest, nearly half taller than the other seventeen.

Ouyang Shuiling carried the soldier Gu "Knife Mantis" and looked at the direction where Liu Feng was flying. He guessed that Liu Feng wanted to practice in seclusion and attack the eight realms.

"I don't know how many more years the spiritual energy tide can last. If we miss this opportunity, we will waste decades more. We need to gather the spiritual objects to be reincarnated as soon as possible."

"I'll give you half a year. Each of you can get me at least five seventh-grade perfect tonics. No scraps. If you don't get it all, I'll eat it for you."

The seventeen Gu Masters looked helpless and could only nod in agreement. Whether it was stealing or robbing, they would have to work hard to obtain the seventh-grade perfection tonic in the next six months.

Zhou Wan stood at the edge of the back row, her silver teeth clenched tightly on her face covered by insect beetles, wanting to give Ouyang Shuiling a big stick on the back of his head.

It's a pity that he thought about it, knowing that he couldn't beat her, so he would not die. He only felt helpless in his heart, and then complained to Liu Feng. She was staying well in Cangtuo Temple, but she was caught out. Liu Zhusheng didn't care at all and never came to save her.

A group of eighteen humanoid giant insects didn't stay long. After seeing the willow wind fly away, they turned back towards the crack in the void.

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There are a thousand islands in the center of Dongxu Island, and the restrictions are more severe than in the middle and periphery.

If someone from the Eight Realms brought someone into the center of Dongxu Island, it would be fine if they were placed in the inner space, but once they were released, they would end up being crushed to death in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, if you want to send the clone down from the Eight Realms, you need to go there in person, go to the adjacent places on both sides, and use your own cultivation to protect the clone to go to the thousand islands in the middle.

Time passes without distinction between day and night.

Since the spiritual energy tide caused chaos in the time and space of Dongxu Island, about six and a half years have passed without realizing it.

Somewhere on Dongxu Island shrouded in light, outside the edge of a deserted island next to the middle island.

Two monks, one middle-aged and one young, flew out of the range of the Thousand Islands in the middle, arrived at the center of Dongxu Island, and landed firmly on the small island.

"Brother Yuanming, now that we have cultivated the eight Buddha roots, should we go to the Zen temple to see the abbot, or should we first explore the heaven and earth in the crack in the void?" The middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows said, looking towards the center where the water was filled with light.

In the center of the water, a golden bridge is clearly visible. One end is on a gray crystal island, and the other end extends across the crack in the void, connecting the small world covered by sea water.

Compared to the polluted world that appeared in the center of Dongxu Island, that small world that seemed to be separated from the sea, just looking at the power of the Golden Bridge, the creatures in it were likely to be stronger.

The white-robed monk standing in front is Yuanming. He has a handsome face and a kind face, and a strong body. After entering the roots of the Eight Buddhas, his aura becomes more restrained.

He stared carefully at the water light nearly four hundred miles away. He could see it more clearly than Hui Yuan. He could see long shadows in the water light. There were dragons and snakes, but no real dragons.

Yuan Ming flipped his hand and a small boat landed on the ground. After he landed in the boat, he shook his head and said: "We have not long entered the Eight Buddhas. We need to stabilize our realm first. We should not rush for opportunities and go to the Zen temple to meet the abbot first."

"Yes, Huiyuan will do everything according to senior brother's arrangements."

The middle-aged monk with yellow eyebrows, whose name is Huiyuan, followed the Buddha boat with a respectful expression. He had also just cultivated the eight Buddha roots, but he was well aware of the gap between himself and the first senior brother.

To be on the safe side, he did not dare to open the inner heaven and earth when he entered the Eight Buddha Roots. He planned to wait until the power of Buddha in the golden body had grown to the middle stage of the Eight Buddha Roots before he tried to open the inner heaven and earth.

When Yuan Ming attacked the roots of the Eight Buddhas, he opened the inner heaven and earth with the help of the immortal energy that his golden body received when he broke through.

If the two of them fight, facing Yuan Ming, he won't be able to last ten breaths.

Following the inspiration from the "Prajna Demon Sutra", the two monks drove the Buddha boat and flew towards the west.

White crystal islands and gray crystal islands are spaced apart. The Buddha boat flies over the islands. The island in the center of Dongxu Island is much more desolate.

White Crystal Island is full of deserted islands with no one around. Looking at the Gray Crystal Island, there are only a handful of monsters on one island, but they are all above the Eighth Realm.

Looking around, the evil bodies on Gray Crystal Island are so bloated that a few of them take up most of the island.

Looking all the way, Hui Yuan actually saw what was suspected to be a demon from the Nine Realms. One head occupied the entire island, and its body seemed to be the fusion of several demons from the Eight Realms. The shape was twisted and horrifying.

"Where do these evil spirits come from, and what's the use of keeping them on Dongxu Island!"

"We don't know about this matter, and asking the elders and abbot of the temple may not be able to answer the question."

The two monks hurried around the edge of the island without provoking the sleeping demon. After flying out of two hundred islands to the west, we arrived at a white crystal island that stretched for thirteen miles.

In the center of the island surrounded by four Buddhist flags, the two monks saw a small blue brick temple that looked like a secular temple.

From the outside, there was no one inside or outside the small temple, like a deserted temple, but if you look inside carefully, you can find that the walls of the small temple are covered with murals.

Yuanming and Huiyuan, the two monks, this is their first time here. When they stepped into the 300-foot range of the small temple, the Buddhist flags swayed lightly, and no strange phenomena appeared, allowing them to walk towards the small temple.

The temple door was half open, and the two monks entered the temple less than 20 feet away. Under their feet were pieces of magic crystals with exhausted magic energy, and the murals on the wall were clearly visible.

From the Buddha Hall to the courtyard wall, there are a total of 18 paintings, connected to each other. The pictures are covered with black clouds, and there are many Buddhist figures on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the two monks realized that there are far more fellow disciples below the eighth realm in the temple than they expected, but they usually practice in the inner space.

The two monks looked at the murals and were speculating on the magical uses of these murals. In the first mural in the Buddha Hall, the voice of an old monk came from it.

"Since you are here, why don't you go into the temple?"

Looking closely, there is also a temple in the valley of the first mural. An old monk is looking at them outside the mural in front of the temple gate.

Yuanming moved first and walked into the mural in the Buddhist hall, and Huiyuan followed him in.

Stepping into the mural on the wall, the world is like a painting of ink. The inner space of a painting is only three miles. The mountains and rivers in the painting are all flowing like ink, and every wisp of ink is a pure demonic energy.

The source of all demonic energy comes from the temple in the valley.

There are Buddhists coming and going in front of the temple. When they meet Yuanming and Huiyuan, they naturally put their palms together to greet them.

In front of the temple gate, Yuanming and Huiyuan bowed and saluted the long-faced old monk in front of them.

"Hello, elder."

The long-faced old monk's Dharma name is Yanmie. He doesn't want to say much and doesn't care much about the two new eight Buddha roots in the temple.

"You will follow me to see the abbot. Tell me as much as you know about Liu Feng."

The three monks signaled the two to come closer. They entered the dark temple and saw more than thirty eight-Buddha roots gathered in the temple.

In addition to the abbot and the elder, there was a third nine-Buddha root, who also looked like an old monk.

Most of the monks sat around a pool of 13 meters square, and ten old monks sat cross-legged in the pool.

"Disciple greets the abbot."

When Huiyuan bowed to the green-browed old monk in front of the elder, Yuanming's eyes lit up and his eyes were attracted by the pool in the temple.

In the pool, in addition to the ten old monks who were tempering their demon bodies, there was also a black Buddha statue, whose face was 80% similar to Liu Feng he had seen.