Chapter 520 Qingyan Monk

On a large smooth boulder.

Seemingly motionless, "Qingyan Monk", one of the three sons of Vajra, was secretly activating his unique secret method. The meridians in his body were actually connected to the boulder under his feet, and through this boulder under his feet, he communicated with the entire huge mountain behind him.

If the trajectory of his meridians could be outlined separately, it would be a huge meridian running around the sky. It can be said that Qingyan Monk is the mountain, and the mountain is Qingyan Monk, which is magnificent and eye-catching.

The mountain behind Qingyan Monk is not a spiritual mountain with abundant spiritual energy, but just an ordinary mountain. Although the rock essence in it is rare, the whole mountain is also a considerable number.

All things have spirituality, including mountains, rivers, grass, flowers, birds, beasts, and even mortals. It's just that most of these people or things have too little spirituality, and it is difficult to advance. But if there is a great opportunity, there will also be a chance to change fate, such as the fish leaping over the dragon gate, the dead tree fairy branch, the mortal true fairy...

For ordinary cultivators, they prefer the rare spiritual materials of heaven and earth, because the concentration of spiritual power in them is purer, with fewer impurities, and the effect of absorption and use is better. In order to obtain a purer source of spiritual power, cultivators often refine some natural treasures into pills of various grades. For example, Xu Yang is a good alchemist, especially he has the wheel flame spirit, and his attainments in refining earth attribute pills are comparable to those of the alchemy master.

And the Qingyan monk practiced a unique Buddhist skill - the Buddha Rock Skill, which can communicate with the essence of all rocks and soils, and absorb and utilize the spiritual power and energy in them. However, practicing this skill has strict requirements on the physique of the practitioner. It must be a natural rock body. Otherwise, there are many impurities in the spiritual power of the rock and soil. Once a large amount of use is made, it will cause the impurities in the skill body to deposit, leading to the degradation of the meridians. The light ones will stagnate in cultivation, and the heavy ones will collapse directly in the realm.

Qingyan Monk is a very rare natural rock body. He has eight spiritual veins with rock attributes. He is the respected senior brother of Jin Tongzi and Huomei Tou Tuo. The three of them are called "Three Vajra Sons" in Jinfo Temple.

At this time, Qingyan Monk opened his eyes. There was a bright color in his eyes. Although he only rested for an incense stick of time, under the powerful Buddha Rock Power, his body has recovered to its peak state.

"It is safer to send a secret signal to the two junior brothers, otherwise they will waste a lot of time if they can't find me for a while."

Thinking of this, Qingyan Monk, who was originally sitting cross-legged, stood up from the boulder. His two-meter body took a step down easily.

Once again, the Buddha Rock Power radiated a light brown halo on the surface of his body. He bent down and squatted, and his big hands opened his ten fingers and pressed directly to the ground under his feet.

"Supreme Dharma, connecting the earth, Qingyan array..." As Qingyan monk chanted the spell, circles of dark brown runes spread out in all directions with his palms close to the ground as the center.

Where the runes passed, the ground made a slight sound. Immediately, pieces of rocks of uniform size drilled out from the ground like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground. The height of the stone forest was no more than three feet, just like a rock array.

The next moment, brown spiritual light flowed over the entire rock array, and circles of spiritual power fluctuations with strong penetrating power but subtle and undetectable were revealed along the earth.

After an incense stick of time, Qingyan monk stopped the skills, and the rocks in the rock array also shrank back into the soil, and the ground returned to its original state.

After doing all this, Qingyan monk nodded with satisfaction and said to himself: "About a hundred miles away, the two junior brothers will definitely be able to hear my call."

In a forest a hundred miles away.

In the mottled shadows of the trees, two figures, one tall and one short, flashed by, leaving only an elusive shadow. They were the two people, the Golden Boy and the Fire-browed Monk, who were hurrying on their way.

"Ding-ling-ling."

"Dang-dang-dang."

The golden Buddhist bell on the waist of the Golden Boy and the purple-gold bowl in the hands of the Fire-browed Monk made a buzzing sound almost at the same time.

The two of them then stopped, and the Fire-browed Monk quickly picked up the purple-gold bowl in his hand, and drew a special Sanskrit character with his other hand and pointed it at the purple-gold bowl.

"Om."

A red flame ignited in the purple-gold bowl. In the flame, the shadow of the Qingyan monk who was performing a ritual appeared.

"It's Brother Qingyan, he has found the exact location of the Buddhist formation, and he is casting a spell to summon us to go there."

"Great, you are worthy of being Brother Qingyan. Without further ado, you and I will go there quickly."

After receiving the message from the Qingyan monk, the two accurately located themselves, moved three times faster, and disappeared into the woods in a blink of an eye.

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A vacant lot.

The Taoist Yushan, transformed by Zhang San, had just hunted an ordinary white-feathered falcon. After absorbing the blood and soul of the white-feathered falcon, Taoist Yushan stretched his arms and was as flexible as before.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then he waved his sleeves.

In the sleeves, a black ghost mist rolled up, and the ghost mist was condensed, revealing a dark ghost flag. On the ghost flag, the golden ghost runes flickered, like the flashing ghost eyes in hell, revealing an extremely gloomy.

"Taoist Yushan" pointed with one hand, and the ghost flag stabbed on the ground in front of him.

Without stopping for a moment, "Taoist Yushan" hit the ghost flag with a spell.

"The ghosts and gods of all directions are all my slaves, and the ghost flag is spiritual..."

"Yushan Taoist" chanted the Untransmitted Ghost Curse, and a large area of ​​gray ghost energy suddenly rose above the ghost flag opposite. Then, six almost transparent humanoid spirits crawled out of the ghost flag. They jumped down without making a sound, and then disappeared into the ground like ghosts.

After a moment, "Yushan Taoist" shouted: "Return."

The almost transparent humanoid spirits that had drilled back from the ground one after another, and a black vortex appeared on the ghost flag. With a sudden suction, these almost transparent humanoid spirits were all taken back into the ghost flag.

"It turned out that someone was performing a ritual ten miles away. No matter how subtle the movement, it could not escape the ears of the ghosts and gods of Zhang San. It seems that this person has good cultivation and a strong body. He should be a good material for a ghost slave." Thinking in his heart, "Yushan Taoist" raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a creepy evil smile.

After that, "Yushan Taoist" aimed at a direction and walked over with a swagger. His figure was like a ghost, and every time he took a step, he was ten feet away. The purple sun in the sky cast a jumping shadow behind him, rubbing, rubbing, the devil's steps...

On the hillside.

A monk and a Taoist stood opposite each other.

The monk was two feet tall, with a square face, thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, standing like a diamond. He was the Qingshi monk.

The Taoist, wearing a black robe with large sleeves, a red Taoist hat, white hair and silver beard, was the "Yushan Taoist" who had just come to the door.

The two were one tall and one short. In terms of momentum, the Qingshi monk seemed to be better, but the "Yushan Taoist" opposite him exuded an indescribable mysterious power. The two ends of the scale were still balanced.

"You should have entered the Qinghuo Demon Realm to search for treasures. There is only a barren mountain nearby. You have found the wrong place." The Qingyan monk looked up and down at the uninvited guest, and then asked in a calm tone.

The Qingyan monk tried to test the other party with words while calculating in his heart. In the wilderness, I have been hiding my breath, just to see the spell of releasing the rock array, and this person came to me. It is not accidental, most likely he is here with bad intentions. But this person's cultivation seems to be in the Yuanhun realm, but it seems not. Could it be that he is in the Daoming realm like me? Before completing the task, we should avoid unnecessary fights.

"Yushan Old Taoist" did not answer, staring at the Qingyan monk opposite with a pair of eyes like snake eyes, looking up and down, and he was already secretly happy in his heart. Well, it looks like this body is very good, and the cultivation is at the level of Daoming realm. It is qualified to be my ghost slave.

"Sir, if you don't have anything to do? Please make way, I'm sorry I can't accompany you." Qingyan monk confirmed again.

The "Yushan Old Taoist" opposite seemed to turn a deaf ear to Qingyan monk's words, and there was no fluctuation of expression on his old face, and there was no intention of making way at all.

Qingyan Monk felt that he was being humiliated. He was the leader of the "Three Vajra Sons" of the Golden Buddha Temple. Most people who saw him on weekdays were respectful. Today, this stranger was clearly provoking him. So he said in a tough tone: "Please don't get entangled, otherwise, don't blame me, Qingyan Monk, for being ruthless."

After the words fell, a brown spiritual light flashed on the surface of Qingyan Monk's body, and the whole person burst out with a powerful Vajra aura, and a powerful soul power wave suddenly spread out in all directions.

Instantly, the monk's robe flew, and the strong wind attacked, startling a piece of flying sand and rocks around. The thousand-pound boulder that Qingyan Monk had landed on before was shaken by the strong wind.

What surprised Qingyan Monk was that the powerful aura he released could not change the "Yushan Old Taoist" opposite him at all.

There seemed to be an invisible, extremely tough defensive aura shield in front of the "Yushan Old Taoist", which isolated all the soul power auras that attacked. At this time, the Taoist priest Yushan seemed to be from two different worlds from the monk Qingyan. He stood still in his wide Taoist robe, watching the monk Qingyan's performance quietly.

This time, the monk Qingyan was really surprised. He just released his soul power deliberately, wanting to give the Taoist priest Yushan a warning and let him retreat. Unexpectedly, the other party's performance was more like an unshakable boulder.

"This person's soul power is really weird. Although it is not strong, it is erratic. I don't know what secret method he used, which made my soul power unable to confront him head-on. However, it seems that his cultivation is probably only in the Yuanhun realm. You are playing tricks in front of me, the monk Qingyan, and you have found the wrong person." The monk Qingyan immediately made a judgment in his heart.

And the eyes of the "Taoist priest Yushan" looking at the monk Qingshi were even more full of "appreciation", just like a tiger watching a big blue bull frolicking on the grass.

The Taoist priest of Yushan suddenly said, "Master, is your name Qingyan Monk? I am here to borrow something from you."

"Borrow what?"

"Your life!"

The three words were neither slow nor fast, but they were like a sharp sword stabbing into the chest of Qingyan Monk. Nakedly humiliated, Qingyan Monk was furious and said, "You are looking for death!"

Immediately, a circle of dark brown soul domain spread out from under the feet of Qingyan Monk. The powerful soul power rolled like a huge boulder, crushing the surroundings. The big rock that Qingyan Monk had landed on before was crushed to pieces in an instant like a tiny egg under the pressure of this soul power.

The powerful soul domain that a Daoming Realm cultivator should have was revealed without a doubt. At this time, the "Qingyan Monk" was like an angry Vajra, standing tall.

The fierce fight between the two was about to break out.