Eternal gate

"This body belongs to me."

The old man said calmly, and as he spoke, his hands were not idle, and he reached out to explore the immortal corpse. He was not stupid, he knew that this was a treasure, and if he was connected into a puppet, he could walk sideways wherever he went.

Just say it! If you go out and read the almanac today, you will definitely have a great opportunity.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun's hands and feet became more numb, and he collected the immortal corpse with a flick of his hand. Are all the elders now so arrogant? Don’t even talk about the price, just grab it now!

"Little Ksitigarbha, seeking death."

Distributing the old man's withered old hand into a palm knife, he went straight to Zhao Yun to strike.

Zhao Yun suddenly jumped up, dodged with one step, and grabbed the old man's wrist. The subsequent blow hit him violently, which should be the most painful experience that old man Fen has experienced since he started practicing martial arts.

On the hard stone surface, the gravel collapsed.

The peak of Quantian was like an old man, all his internal organs were damaged by the fall.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun's energy and blood rose, his waist and horse merged into one, and he swung for the second time. For an old guy like this, who has extremely solid foundation and can withstand beatings and falls, a three-hit combo is still necessary.

puff!

The old man who was spreading was also a ruthless character. Without even thinking, he broke off his arm and flew away. He was already spreading, but now he looked ferocious, looking like an evil ghost.

Today's almanac is good.

But he seemed to have underestimated his opponent. Because he underestimated him so much, he was caught off guard. Judging from the strength of this blow, it was far beyond the scope of the Ksitigarbha realm. This shows how strong this kid's background is.

Thinking of this, he turned over his hand and took out a black mirror, staining it with blood. The black light suddenly shone brightly, shining in the sky. The light of the mirror was quite penetrating, and it attacked indiscriminately.

Zhao Yun was fearless and waved his hand with the Immortal Killing Technique.

Click!

The strange black mirror had a big hole poked in it.

The burst of light from the mirror was instantly annihilated, and the old man groaned as well. The mirror was stained with his blood, and it was connected to his spirit. The mirror was destroyed, and he suffered a backlash.

boom!

Zhao Yun came forward in three or two steps, and struck out with a powerful and domineering Shanshan Fist.

The terrifying power of the fist made the old man change his expression. What kind of freak was this Ksitigarbha Realm? He was too strong.

In the midst of lightning and flint, he made a secret with one hand and gathered a golden shield in front of him.

However, it’s not enough to see.

The power of Zhao Yun's fist was unparalleled. He exploded the shield with one blow. The remaining power was still domineering, blasting away the old man's body-protecting essence. He left a sunken fist mark on his chest, with bone fragments exploding, and flesh and blood. Splash.

The old man was frightened and frightened, so he turned around and ran away.

It stands to reason that it would be difficult to stop Quan Tian's peak escape.

However, he was not very lucky. He faced the Holy Son of Tianzong. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't move faster than a thunder arrow. He was shot from the back by an arrow through his dantian. His true energy collapsed instantly, and his cultivation base was drained instantly. He became a Useless person.

ah...!

His wailing was very sad, and he realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. After only three rounds of fighting, he fell to his knees so fast that even he couldn't believe it.

Zhao Yun came over, pressed his palm on his Tianling Cap, and powerfully searched for his soul.

This search indeed yielded significant results.

What's the gain? ...This person actually knows where Xiaoriguo's lair is.

This was an unexpected surprise. I turned around and gave the equipment to Daxia, which was enough for the small country of Japan to drink a pot.

Other than that, it is a treasure.

This guy is a good at digging and robbing graves. He has stolen many large tombs and accumulated a lot of wealth, which is perfectly displayed in his memory. Now that he has found it, he is welcome.

The screams were quickly extinguished.

The old man was buried and his corpse was destroyed.

Zhao Yun didn't leave, but went deep into the mountains and forests.

The old man's treasure is on this island. To be precise, it is hidden in a big tomb underground. Where the Yin soldiers use their way, there must be a big tomb. It is true. He doesn't know whose tomb it is, he only knows that this is it. The tomb has been smashed into pieces by the old man. After that, an underground palace was built under the ancient tomb to store the wealth, gold and silver treasures, weapons and iron materials, ancient secret scrolls... countless.

"This trip was not in vain."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, threw the flask casually, and began to sweep away, like a rag picker. Every time he picked up a piece, he would glance at it to make sure there was nothing special before stuffing it into the Lord of the Rings. Like a third-rate thing, he would look back. Take it and sell it, and as for the good things, of course keep them for your own family.

Robbery feels good for a while, and it feels good all the time.

Picking up treasures from other people's vaults is more fun than anything else.

"It's been so long, it's time to come out."

He muttered as he picked up the treasure.

The so-called time to come out refers to Yunfeng and Ziyihou. One is in the Tianzong forbidden area and the other is in the imperial capital punishment tower. He has sent many clones to keep an eye on them all day long, but they don't see them coming out. Yunfeng is okay. It has not been long since he reached the level of quasi-tian, and he will not achieve much in a short period of time. However, Ziyihou has been at the peak of quasi-tian for many years. If he accidentally advances to the level of tianwu, it will be very difficult.

"Enter the torture tower and kill him by force?" Zhao Yun thought to himself.

To be honest, his idea was... dangerous.

The Purple Clothes Marquis is not scary, nor are the powerful men in the Punishment Tower. What is scary is the Immortal Killing Formation.

"Boy, what's going on?"

Such words suddenly rang in Zhao Yun's mind.

It was the Great Elder of the Magic Mountain, asking questions through Zhao Yun's clone.

"Tell your ancestor to wait for me after you are clean."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he picked up a gem and looked at it up, down, left and right. Well, it was a good item. It could be sold for a lot of money, but he was reluctant to sell it. Good things are hard to come by.

The Great Elder of Magic Mountain coughed dryly.

The elders also coughed and looked sideways. Is Qing Qiong still lying on the hospital bed? Among so many people, he was the worst injured. He was almost turned into a pile of blood and mud by the immortal corpse.

But then again, I can’t blame anyone else.

It was Cang Qiong who was looking for excitement on his own, and almost cheated Zhao Yun to death.

Wait! With Mr. Zhao's temperament, he will definitely be punished severely when he comes back.

Overall, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Zhao still had time to laugh, so he explained that everything was fine, but he just didn't know how he solved the immortal corpse.

Eh?

Here, Zhao Yun let out a light sigh and pulled out a square object from a pile of gold and silver treasures. It was made of gold and black iron and was shining brightly. It was also engraved with dragon-shaped secret patterns.

For each dynasty, this thing is a symbol of power: the jade seal.

"Fenggu Dynasty."

Zhao Yun looked at the bottom and recognized the jade seal of which country it belonged to.

He had heard a little bit about the Fenggu Dynasty. It was the same generation as the Yinyue Dynasty, and its fate was the same as that of the Yinyue Dynasty. The country was destroyed. Unexpectedly, the jade seal that passed down the country ended up here.

"nice one."

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief at Yuxi and wiped it with his sleeve.

When he meets the Moon God again in his new year, he will use this thing to smash a walnut for his Xiu'er to eat.

After collecting the jade seal, he continued his sweep.

There are still good things, like a silver spiritual bead.

He hung it in his palm and looked at it for a long time.

This should be a Buddhist bead, because it has Buddha patterns carved on it, and there are also flashes of Buddha's light. Listening carefully, it seems that the sound of Buddha is resounding, and it has a kind of magic power. Even he was in a trance when he heard it. There is Buddhist thought power in it, It is even more engraved with a brand, which has its own power of transformation.

Yaya!

In the sea of ​​pills, the little unicorn is jumping around.

Obviously, this prayer bead is a treasure.

Mr. Zhao is not stupid, and it is certainly not an ordinary Buddhist bead that can make him feel trance-like.

"Go back and study it carefully."

Zhao Yun said and stuffed the magic ring into it.

However, as soon as he stuffed it in, the beads flew out the next second, making a buzzing sound.

Then, it flew away with a whoosh.

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, eh? ...Where to run?

He was startled and chased the Buddhist bead out of the underground palace all the way. He thought to himself that it should be a Buddhist bead with spiritual intelligence. However, after taking a closer look, it seemed that was not the case. It was not that the Buddhist beads had a spirit, but that someone was there. Summon it.

This is very evil.

Entering his magic ring, he was able to escape.

He guessed right, someone was indeed calling for beads, because he had already seen a light bulb, oh no, it should be a gleaming forehead. That was an old monk, wearing cassocks, and the Buddha's light shrouded his whole body. He was the old monk. The monk was calling, and the prayer beads were rushing toward him.

Zhao Yun decided not to do it, and used his immortal power to condense his big hand, and grabbed the Buddhist bead the next day. This was his trophy, and he wanted to take it away with just a summons. Why is his face so big!

The beads trembled and were about to come out.

Zhao Yun was coldly scolded in his heart and forcibly banned it.

Soon, the old monk came to this world.

Only then did Zhao Yun see a young monk beside the old monk, who was as round as a meat ball, and his whole body was as black as coal. If it were dark night, he would probably not be visible.

"Niu Hong." Zhao Yun was startled.

That's right, it's his good friend in Forgotten City, the shameless little black fat guy.

In the past, when the Zhao family was hunted down, Niu Hong led people to rescue them.

He never thought that this guy would actually become a believer in Buddhism in the East China Sea. What surprised him the most was that Niu Hong didn't recognize him. His bright Buddha eyes were shining with peaceful Buddha light.

"What's going on?" Zhao Yun murmured.

If you become a Buddhist believer, even your memory will be erased?

Or is it that everything has been completely converted from the inside out?

"Amitabha."

The old monk smiled kindly and performed a Buddhist ritual.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and returned the salute ceremoniously. By the way, he also scanned the old monk up and down. This Buddha was very powerful. The Buddha's light shone and his thoughts were surging, which he could not see through.

"My little friend is destined to be my Buddha. I am willing to convert to Buddhism." The old monk smiled.

"This junior is used to being lazy and cannot understand Buddhism." Zhao Yun said.

"The donor is quite wise, Rong Laoji gave me some advice." The old monk smiled, flicked his sleeves, and a piece of Buddha's light flew out and fell on Zhao Yun.

"Senior, is this the same way... that led him into Buddhism?" Zhao Yun said calmly, referring to him as Niu Hong, who had promised to teach him, but the Buddha's light radiated by the old monk was extremely enlightened. Those with weak minds or weak foundations will be forcibly converted into Buddhist believers.

"He is also related to Buddha." The old monk smiled gently.

"If you are destined...to be converted by force?"

Zhao Yun sneered, and the immortal power surged through his body, forcibly extinguishing the Buddha's light, and a burst of anger arose spontaneously. The little black fat man was so lively, he was a man of flesh and blood, but now he stood there motionless, like a puppet, all of this... Buddha's masterpiece.