Chapter 702 Buddha Preaching

Many insect temples were scattered, and each insect temple was surrounded by more than a thousand monks. The circle closest to the insect temple was composed of Liu Feng's direct lineage.

The clouds and mist are so dense that the spiritual consciousness of immortals and Buddhas cannot be detected for hundreds of miles.

Liu Feng is the master of the Insect Temple, and the demonic clone can only roughly determine the location of the Insect Temple and sense the life and death of the incarnation, but does not know the details.

Less than half a day after the insect temple dispersed, one of the insect temples disconnected from him, which meant that thousands of monks accompanying an insect temple were in trouble.

Those who are lucky enough to escape will also be lost in the seventh level of the endless heaven.

Before the incarnation comes back, if a large number of insect temples in the same direction lose their senses, it is most likely that Qidao Mountain is located. Liu Feng and all the would-be cult leaders must rush there before Qidao Mountain changes places next time.

Two months later, nearly two hundred insect temples lost contact with Liu Feng.

Among the insect temples going south, there are two insect temples not far apart, one above and one below, running side by side in the thick fog.

Surrounding the two insect temples, more than two thousand monks flew thousands of miles away. The Buddha's light spread out from the insect temple was their guide. As long as they could see the Buddha's light from the insect temple, they would not be lost.

The insect temple flying above and the immortal Buddhas closest to the temple are all Liu Feng's old friends.

The woman in red sitting on the eaves of the temple, Lu Yao, is already in the middle stage of the Second Body Immortal, and her obsession with Liu Feng has long since faded away.

Her cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and her character has changed unknowingly. To her now, Liu Feng is just a Taoist friend.

In the late stage of the Jingling Immortal in front of the temple, Qiao Bei, Cao Tianshi and others have improved and are also above the Immortal.

Ouyang Shuiling got some opportunities in Wanhai, but he only achieved the perfection of being an immortal.

As for other old friends, or the immortals and Buddhas who were once powerful under Liu Feng, such as Chan Lan, Gu Immortal Yu Xia, and Lei Shi Lei Xiaolu, Ningxiang, who was close to Liu Feng, died one after another in the past few years.

Opportunities emerge one after another during the catastrophe, but evil spirits and filth are everywhere, and there are even more unpredictable catastrophes.

Just like the Ningxiang who has cultivated the two-body immortality, it is a rare achievement to achieve the two-body immortality state. Because he stayed for a long time, he lost himself in the sea of ​​delusion and died in madness under the siege of other immortals and Buddhas.

Several old friends gathered in front of the temple. Cao Tianshi and others were working hard to communicate with the direct monks within a hundred miles. These monks then communicated with the surrounding forces that they had attached themselves to in recent years.

Seeing Cao Tianshi and Jing Ling working hard, Ouyang Shuiling and Qiao Bei were pretending to be helpful, but in fact they were wary of the wild beasts in the fog.

They came here purely out of necessity. If they didn't come, they wouldn't get any benefits. They were just making up the numbers.

Ouyang Shuiling looked around, looking at the saints and immortals outside who were resisting the wild beasts and evil spirits, and suspected that the real disaster was probably not far away.

"The two-body immortals have come to seek refuge. I guess they know that the two-body immortals will have a hard time surviving the catastrophe."

When I came into the mist, I realized that besides being easy to get lost, there were also many ancient beasts and evil spirits that were lost in this place. They were all too weak to escape on their own.

Those who came here to get benefits, or who have taken refuge in the forces in recent years, are now placed at the outermost edge of the Insect Temple, and they are the ones who died the most.

Qiao Bei looked down at an insect temple. Among the thousands of monks surrounding the insect temple, she saw someone familiar, who seemed to be a certain Supreme Elder from Yuanyou Palace back then.

After many years, the old man cultivated himself into a true immortal. He must have found a way to survive in recent years and came here to seek refuge.

"Not many people die because their longevity is exhausted, but most people die because of their efforts outside and fighting for opportunities. If Liu took more care of her and gave out more spiritual objects, Sister Ningxiang and the girl from the Lei family would not have to die. "

Qiao Bei muttered, taking a careful look at the statue in the insect temple, and looked at each other with Ouyang Shuiling. They cherished each other, but they both wanted to freeload and were unwilling to contribute.

When Jing Ling heard the words, he glanced at the two women with a cold face.

When she thought about it, it was really hard for these two losers to survive to this day.

Just as he was about to scold Qiao Bei, Jing Ling suddenly raised his head and stared at the clouds above.

The thick clouds and mist broke open, and another wave of wild beasts came, but above this wave of wild beasts, a rain of earthy yellow fire fell down.

"Pengpeng..."

The earthy yellow flames looked like fire but not fire, and each ball was extremely heavy. When it fell, whether it was a savage beast or a monk, their bodies were crushed into blood mist.

None of the Eight Realms and Nine Realms, even the True Immortal, the Venerable, and a two-body Immortal in the early stage, could escape the rain of earthy yellow fire.

The group of cultivators dispersed to avoid Huo Yu, but Jing Ling and others saw Huo Yu moving like a living creature, sweeping towards the Insect Temple in a flash.

Ouyang Shuiling and Qiao Bei were so frightened that they fled without hesitation to another insect temple below.

Jing Ling was not surprised but overjoyed. With such magical fire, two immortals could be burned to death. It was impossible to say that Qidao Mountain was nearby.

Lu Yao stood up from the eaves of the temple, fluttering his sleeves and a stream of insects surged out. Dozens of insect arrays formed one after another, blocking the stream of fire from the fire rain.

The earth-yellow fire flow fell down like mountains, and the insect formation collapsed.

With a slightly gloomy look in his eyes, Lu Yao naturally showed a look of solemnity, and drew an invisible trajectory upwards with his finger, using the method of two-body immortality to penetrate the mysteries.

The method of Tongxuan involving the Avenue of Destiny was unfolded, and the trajectory of the fire flow shifted, violently penetrating to another direction, and hitting the empty space.

But after a breath, the fire flow turned around and rushed towards the Insect Temple again like a living creature with consciousness.

Lu Yao used the method of "Fenghuo Dao Tongxuan", a fire tornado hedged against the earth-yellow fire flow.

Using two methods of connecting to the mysteries in succession, her moves were mysterious and powerful, strikingly approaching the perfection of the two-body immortal, but in the end she was unable to resist.

The moment the fire tornado dissipated and broke into the Insect Temple for hundreds of miles, the statue in the temple opened its eyes, Liu Feng stepped out incarnate, raised his hand, and the void barrier blocked the flow of fire.

Where the two came into contact, ripples in the void rippled, making a sharp and explosive sound of air waves.

"This fire comes from the Taoist weapon, you guys get out of the way."

The void barrier was about to break, and even Liu Feng's incarnation couldn't resist it.

Jing Ling, Lu Yao, and all the direct lineage cultivators didn't dare to delay and flew to the insect temple below.

When they arrived in front of the insect temple below, they looked up and saw Liu Feng's incarnation fighting and escaping, flying diagonally upward along the direction of the fire.

The insect temple changed drastically, and suddenly grew into a Huangquan sacred tree. Over the years, the inheritors of the insect temple and the hostile cultivators who had been sacrificed by the believers all became the ghost soldiers and generals on the tree.

Ouyang Shuiling, who also escaped, had heavy lines in her eyes. She fixed her eyes and looked carefully with the pupil technique, and shouted: "There is also the incarnation of Master Liu above, fighting with the magic sword."

While she was talking, the clouds and mist fluctuated violently, and the residual power of the fight above dispersed layer by layer.

The thinning clouds and mist flew around the insect temples one by one, turning into dozens of Huangquan sacred trees, and there was an incarnation of Liu Feng in front of each Huangquan sacred tree.

In addition to the fire stream and magic sword, the thunder stream, black wind, lock-shaped runes, insect shadows, and mountain shadows appeared one after another.

More and more insect temples flew over, and more than 100,000 cultivators, along with hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals, followed the Yellow Spring Divine Tree and the Willow Wind incarnation, and the magic weapons in the sky followed one after another.

Many Willow Wind incarnations parried the seven magical methods, and at the same time they were all looking for the source.

The Buddha's light and treasure light illuminated more than 20,000 miles, so there was no need to worry about getting lost here for the time being.

Among the group of cultivators who came later, whether they were direct descendants or not, all those who became immortals and Buddhas were looking for the origin of the magical methods.     As long as you make merit in this trip, you can get the benefits promised by the owner of the insect temple, which are great enough to make the two-body immortals realize the method of transformation.

Suitable for those below the two-body immortals, to strengthen the vitality of the flesh, strengthen the soul, and all kinds of spiritual objects are available.

After Lu Yao and Jing Ling avoided the fire flow, like other immortals and Buddhas, they took advantage of the seven magical methods to target Liu Feng's incarnation and spread out diagonally upwards to search.

"Buzz..." The majestic spiritual pressure filled the air.

Lu Yao, who was heading north, saw a number of lock-shaped runes flying and imprinted on the heads of wild beasts. These wild beasts seemed to be controlled and rushed towards the Yellow Springs Divine Tree.

After flying 20,000 miles and another 20,000 miles, when there was no cultivator around, a large area of ​​mountains hanging in the depths of the clouds came into Lu Yao's eyes.

The mountain was not a real thing, but seemed to be a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth. The shadows of the mountains overlapped and sat, as if thousands of mountains stood side by side.

At this moment, dense lock-shaped runes and insect shadows were flying out like a rainstorm. The insect shadows were whistling down, and the lock-shaped runes were controlling more wild beasts.

"The mountain shadow is disappearing... It's going to move away!"

In Lu Yao's eyes, after the runes and insect shadows were released, the thousands of mountains blurred and disappeared, out of the visible field of her pupil technique.

"It is impossible for the leader's body to escape millions of miles in a short period of time. It won't move too far at a time, and it must still be nearby."

She used the method of destiny again, but not to fight against the enemy, but to capture the mountain shadow. In the mysterious sense, she "saw" the direction of the mountain shadow's movement.

Flicking her sleeves, another stream of insects flew out, and the Gu group spread out into a line, connecting downwards, and she chased after it herself.

A long insect line was pulled open in the thick fog, and more and more immortals and Buddhas followed the insect line.

The insect line turned repeatedly in the air, twisting and turning. Although it always lagged behind the mountain shadow, it did point to the moving direction of the mountain shadow.

The wind was howling, and the Huangquan Divine Tree flew quickly. More incarnations of Liu Feng used the insect line as a guide to go around in all directions to block the mountain shadow.

More and more insect temples and incarnations were destroyed. Just when the insect temples blocking the mountain shadow were damaged by more than a hundred, eleven figures wrapped in the power of the avenue arrived together. They were eleven prospective leaders including Liu Feng's magic clone.

When passing by Lu Yao, Liu Feng glanced at her from afar.

"Your enlightenment is not bad. You can follow me to the Heaven Beyond Heaven later."

Through the layers of thick fog, ordinary immortals and Buddhas cannot communicate with each other at a distance of 300 miles, but Liu Feng is not hindered.

Feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure contained in the spiritual consciousness, Lu Yao's expression was calm. When she heard that she was going to be taken to the Heaven Beyond Heaven, she just nodded coldly.

Only by abandoning her obsession can she clearly recognize the relationship between her and Liu Feng. There is no such thing as love between men and women, or it can be said that Liu Feng has never been emotional about anyone, but is just following the cause and effect of past and present lives to prove the truth.

The graceful figure floated up, and at the same time, more than a thousand immortals and Buddhas gathered here from all directions.

Looking at the thousand mountain shadows surrounded by eleven quasi-masters, except for three of them with a weaker aura, the rest are all strong among the quasi-masters.

Even if such a powerful quasi-master joined forces, the seven Dao instruments that could only perform the half-transformation method would not be able to resist, unless there was a master's body guarding the mountain.

Otherwise, even if the master's body left behind the Dao method before leaving, it was carried by the Dao instrument, and there was only one complete Dao method, it would be impossible to kill all the quasi-masters today, not even one.

The Jingling behind Lu Yao flew closer, and Ouyang Shuiling and Qiao Bei also approached carefully.

The next glance saw the eleven quasi-masters appearing in overlapping shadows, with dirty bodies and clones, holding many magic weapons.

In a blink of an eye, the figures with the aura of the quasi-masters became more than thirty. Except for Liu Feng, the rest were the real bodies. All kinds of accumulations were the confidence of the quasi-masters' bodies to dare to confront the Dao instruments, and even the master's incarnation.

More than a thousand immortals and Buddhas followed the more than thirty quasi-masters' bodies and dispersed to crack the seven Dao instruments separately.

Seven kinds of Dao tools and Dao transformation methods appeared. In the colorful precious light, runes grew into long chains one after another. The shadows of insects and mountains were like huge walls covering the sky. The fire flow, sword light, lightning flow, and black wind stretched for thousands of miles.

Although the quasi-leaders led the charge, if some of their power was leaked, the immortals and Buddhas who came to help would be seriously injured.

Under the immortals and Buddhas, the Eight Realms and the Nine Realms were like ants trying to shake a tree. Hundreds of thousands of people joined forces to control magic weapons in the air. They could slightly consume the source of the Taoist tools, and the residual power that leaked out swept through, and everything turned into ashes.

The strange phenomena of the Tao appeared one after another, and many figures were wiped out, and even the clones and filthy bodies of the quasi-leader were damaged. Jing Ling, who was watching from afar, was shocked.

She knew that her talent and understanding were limited. If she did this, she might not be able to help at all in the future.

Ouyang Shuiling tutted her tongue: "After fighting for half a minute, I didn't see the leader himself show up to fight. I guess no leader stayed for an old monk."

"It seems that the old monk is either dead or useless. There is no need for the leader to guard him. It is really not worth it for Liu Feng and his senior brother to break in with serious injuries."

Jing Ling turned his head and glared at the dwarf, scolding: "How can you guess the level of an old leader like Tanye Buddha? He can still blow you to death with only one breath left."

Ouyang Shuiling curled her lips and didn't talk back.

After waiting for a while, the aura of the seven Taoist instruments weakened, and the origin of the Taoist instruments was more than half consumed. Before Liu Feng and other prospective leaders could attack again, a vast spiritual pressure like the sea overflowed from the depths of the heavy mountain shadows.

This kind of spiritual pressure only exists in the old leader with deep accumulation.

Accompanied by the vast spiritual pressure, the Buddha's light broke through the mountain shadows and turned into countless Sanskrit, which in turn suppressed the seven Taoist instruments.

Under the horrified gaze of thousands of immortals and Buddhas, the seven Taoist artifacts were forced out of their bodies, motionless, and temporarily fixed.

Lu Yao's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, Jing Ling smiled, and Ouyang Shui Ling was stunned.

"Something is wrong. The old monk has been suppressed for many years. He must be exhausted to death..."

While she was in doubt, the sound of Buddha suddenly appeared.

"Buddha is merciful. All Taoist friends who come here today can receive my teachings." The old voice penetrated the thick fog.

All the cultivators subconsciously relaxed their minds and listened to the Buddhist sound poured into the spiritual sea. The group of barbaric beasts with low mental state also became peaceful at this moment.

Looking at the immortals, Buddhas and even barbaric beasts who seemed to be saved, such a mighty force, without further ado, must be the real master's body taking action.

However, Liu Feng, who witnessed this scene, and his six senior brothers in previous lives, all showed sorrow in their eyes.

The thousands of mountain shadows in front of them collapsed, leaving only the Sanskrit in the sky and the suppressed bodies of the seven Taoist artifacts.

Liu Feng saw it most clearly. The Sanskrit forbidden method was extremely unstable. In other words, the person who made the move had little strength left and was almost exhausted.

He realized the great way of stealing lives, and his clone could also see the lives of others. Without the seven Taoist instruments blocking him, he clearly captured the life of a Buddhist cultivator in the Taoist instrument shaped like a black mountain. It was about to be cut off, but it was not cut off. He was deeply involved with it. It was Tanye.

The black mountain broke a mountain wall, and a crack led directly to the inside.

"You seven people come in. It is inconvenient for the master to leave. There are some things I need to tell you. It is about the way to ascend to heaven."

While the others were immersed in the great way of enlightenment in the Buddhist sound and marveled at how much great way this Buddha had realized, Liu Feng walked with six brothers and walked into the crack on the mountain wall.