I stack buffs in a weird world!

Huang Po hurried and finally arrived at the Zhenxi Palace in the afternoon of the next day.

"My Lord!"

Seeing the dusty Huang Po, Zhang Yang smiled, "How is it? Have you arranged your things?"

Huang Po showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and apologized: "My Lord, although I have found some clues, I still can't grasp the law of the appearance of the ancient battlefield ruins.

And in the past year, the ancient battlefield has only appeared once, and the appearance time is less than a quarter of an hour."

Huang Po shook his head regretfully, it's not that he didn't work hard.

It's really that the various realms are too large, and no one knows which realm the ancient battlefield will appear in.

The only time he was lucky enough to encounter it.

Looking like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhang Yang sighed slightly, it seems that the ancient battlefield ruins can't be counted on.

Now I can only hope that the Pure Yang Sword Art and the Entity Plunder BUFF can have a miraculous effect, otherwise, I can only burn my boats.

"Well, keep looking. If you find it, I have a big reward."

Zhang Yang took out the pill of the national master from the ring, "See, this pill can increase your demon power for 500 years out of thin air.

If you can really find a stable entrance to the ancient battlefield, this... is yours."

Huang Po's face froze, and he looked at the pill in Zhang Yang's hand with desire, and his eyes burst into excitement.

"Master, don't worry! I will find it."

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and there must be brave men under a big reward.

He not only promised Huang Po, but also made a promise to the eleven tribes.

The leaders of the eleven tribes were directly excited and screamed, and hurried back to organize their forces to search.

"Well, go!"

Zhang Yang waved his hand.

Huang Po bowed and retreated, and hurriedly walked outside, with the excitement on his face.

Zhang Yang sighed, "Alas... I hope I can make it in time. Forget it, let's continue to practice the Pure Yang Sword Technique."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the secret room.

......

The sun rose and the moon set. After an unknown period of time, the peaceful Nightmare Buddhist Temple suddenly shook violently.

The monks of the Nightmare Buddhist Temple ran out of the meditation room and gathered in front of the main hall.

At this time, Mingxing had recovered to adult size, but his skin was delicate and shiny, which did not match his wrinkled face.

"Brother, this is..."

The big-headed monk touched his head and asked blankly.

"Brother, ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Mingxing glanced at the big-headed monk, his tone was unusually stiff.

In his heart, the death of his apprentice Falin was also related to Datou. If it weren't for his request to Falin.

Falin would not have been able to leave the Nightmare Buddhist Temple.

There are many disciples of the third generation in the entire Nightmare Buddhist Temple. It is just to avenge a registered disciple, so Falin doesn't need to take action.

If Datou hadn't insisted on asking Falin to help, how could his disciple have fallen in Zhang Yang's hands?

Datou monk immediately shut up, obviously knowing Mingxing's resentment.

The vibration became smaller and smaller, Mingxing waved his hand, "Nothing, everyone go back!"

The monks looked at each other, then put their hands together and slowly retreated.

Mingxing himself strode into the main hall.

"Buddha!"

Mingxing put his hands together and stood in front of the hall.

'Mingxing, after I leave, you will take my place in the main hall. I have strengthened the seal, and there will be no accidents in the short term. '

Mingxing heard the deafening voice of the Nightmare Buddha in his mind.

"Your order!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Nightmare Buddha statue in the middle began to crack in the middle.

It turned out that it was not made of wood or copper, but complete flesh and blood.

Filled with bright red muscle fibers, fascia, veins, and bones, it is no different from a real human body.

But at this time, a human figure walked out of the lower dantian of the Buddha statue.

Seeing this, Mingxing quickly prostrated himself on the ground, "Buddha!"

"Well, keep a good watch.

It will also be beneficial for your advancement. Remember to keep your mind tight and don't be tempted by the things below.

If there is any unusual movement, notify me immediately."

Yan Buddha looked at Mingxing who was prostrating on the ground and warned him.

Mingxing quickly nodded, "Buddha, rest assured, the disciple will remember it!"

"Well, but don't worry too much, it won't take long to destroy Zhang Yang!"

Yan Buddha's voice sounded old and young, making people unable to help but surrender.

Mingxing waited until there was no movement before slowly raising his head. At this time, there was no figure in the main hall.

In fact, when the Buddha appeared just now, he glanced at it, but could only see the human figure.

His appearance, figure, and clothing were all hazy. Perhaps this was the legendary thing that could not be looked at directly.

However, his eyes became eager. He never thought that one day he would be able to sit on the Buddha's cushion.

He stepped on the ground and flew directly to the cracked Buddha statue.

When he entered the huge Buddha statue, it slowly healed, just like before.Generally, the whole Mahavira Hall was filled with incense and peaceful as before.

Now Ming Xing only felt that he was wrapped in an unknown mass of flesh and blood, and his whole body was in darkness.

"Hiss..."

Ming Xing felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then felt a pure Buddhist power pouring into his body.

"This... this..."

He was directly stunned by the sudden pure Buddhist power, and immediately began to sit cross-legged in a hurry and kept practicing the Nightmare Buddha Temple skills.

In just less than an hour, with this Buddhist power, this body state has been restored to most of its original state.

'Young man, do you feel good? Do you want to feel better? As long as you destroy this Buddha statue, I will give you more Buddhist power.

It is not impossible to make you a Buddha! '

A voice transmission sounded in Ming Xing's mind, and Ming Xing knew that this was the thing that the Buddha had been suppressing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Buddha left, this thing moved.

Should he inform the Buddha? After all, the Buddha had told him before he left.

But he really didn't want to give up this endless Buddha power. If he kept refining it like this...

"Hmm? What am I thinking?"

Ming Xing suddenly came back to his senses. Just a moment ago, he was actually bewitched by the unknown thing in the seal below.

He didn't dare to think too much, and began to recite the Pure Heart Mantra with a breath of concentration.

Of course, the Nightmare Buddha didn't know all this, and even if he knew, he didn't care. Since he dared to leave the Nightmare Buddha Temple, he had made a foolproof plan.

Let Ming Xing guard for him just to add another lock.

As long as the holy bone is in his body, that thing can't turn the world upside down!

......

"Huh..."

Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes in the secret room and smiled, "Finally refined it!"

Fortunately, the Nightmare Buddha didn't come during the time of practicing the Pure Yang Sword Art.

Use this time to practice the Pure Yang Sword Art.

With a thought, he appeared directly in the sky of Xiyu Town the next moment.

"The demonic power is the body of the flame, the heaven and earth are united, and the Yang is the leader!

Let me see how powerful the Pure Yang Sword Technique, which uses the true fire of the sun as the body and the demonic power as the guide, is."

Zhang Yang waved his sword finger, and countless handleless swords condensed from the true fire of the sun appeared in the air...