One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Under everyone's blazing gaze, Su Heng just entered Gion and disappeared.

"Too exaggerated, Daxu Tuo is considered a top-ranked strongman in Skull Origin, but compared with him, there is a huge gap between them, and they are not on the same level at all." Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a gulp, with amazement on his face and a swaying mind.

"Break through forcefully, the black fog surrounding Gion has been weakened." Another person's eyes were shining, eager to try, "Just now I tried, it was a 100% death, but now it may not be. I must consider this as my only chance in this life, and I have no choice but to rebuild the glory of Skull Origin!"

Dao Cheng of the Dharma King Temple, just a little bit out of it, is enough to benefit for life.

Even if there is a great danger, everyone cannot retreat.

"Let me try!" Finally, after a period of silence, someone made a decision and took a step forward.

This is a secret monk from Skull Origin, wearing a bright red monk robe and holding an iron rod in his hand. There was a dark spot between his eyes, as if they were dug out alive.

In his dark eye sockets, there was a strange mist. It was obvious that he was a practitioner who followed the "Imperial Control" path and suppressed a powerful demon in his body.

"The Dragon Snake Tuo Tuo of the Hundred Buddha Temple is a figure second only to the Secret King." An elder of the Immortal Sect recognized the origin of the red-robed monk and frowned slightly. He was in a complicated mood. He was very interested in the secret treasures in the Gion, but he was also worried that these inheritances would fall into the hands of the three major secret sects of the Skull Yuan and cause trouble.

"Brother?" On the other side, Ning Xiaoyu also looked up at He Xingyun.

"Don't worry, this matter is not that simple." He Xingyun shook his head slightly, his expression calm, as if he had expected what would happen next.

Under the gaze of everyone, the Dragon Snake Tuo Tuo was the third to step into the steps under the Gion.

One step, two steps... The first few steps were smooth, and a smile appeared on the ugly face of the Dragon Snake Tuo Tuo, as if the secret treasures in the Gion were within reach. But when he stepped on the last step, something unexpected happened. The ground vibrated and cracks spread.

Gray light gushed out from the cracks like mist, and at the same time a huge attraction came.

The face of the Dragon Snake Tuo changed suddenly.

The muscles on his legs were like springs, squeezing and bursting quickly.

He tried to escape from this strange staircase, but it was still too slow.

The light enveloped his whole body, and the attraction from the crack stretched the body of the Dragon Snake Tuo, and then a scream burst out.

Swish!

In front of everyone's eyes, the body of the Dragon Snake Tuo disappeared.

"Hiss..." Everyone showed surprise on their faces. There were many experienced and experienced old strong men here. Soon someone realized what had just happened. "The earth vein array pattern is running wild, and the fragments of the secret realm left inside the Dharma King Temple. After the black fog dissipates, this place has become even more dangerous."

"Forget it, it seems that this place is indeed not meant for us." Some secret monks in the Skull Plain felt helpless and finally chose to sigh and accept their fate.

"Let's leave too." He Xingyun retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Let's go somewhere else and maybe we can collect some precious medicine."

"Brother." Ning Xiaoyu followed He Xingyun, tightened his clothes, frowned and said, "I always feel that the environment here is a bit weird, and I feel cold, as if something dangerous is going to happen."

"Really?" He Xingyun stopped.

Among the group of people from Wuji Sword Sect, several junior brothers and sisters also whispered, "I have similar feelings."

"It seems that there is something wrong." He Xingyun rubbed his temple, "To be on the safe side, you should leave here quickly and stay with the elders outside."

"We!?" Ning Xiaoyu was surprised and widened her eyes, "What about you, senior brother, aren't you going with us?"

"There are still a few junior brothers scattered in the Dharma King Temple. As the eldest senior brother of the Sword Sect, if there is really danger, I can't abandon them." He Xingyun reached out and touched Ning Xiaoyu's head. He also liked this lively and cute little junior sister.

"Don't worry." He Xingyun waved his hand, turned around and left, leaving them with a chic back, "I'm very strong, nothing will happen."

"I..." Ning Xiaoyu always felt something was wrong.

A senior sister reached out and gently placed her hand on her shoulder, "Let's leave quickly and don't become a burden to the senior brother."

"Okay." Ning Xiaoyu had no choice but to nod and agree.

…

In Gion.

The same warning sign also passed through Su Heng's mind.

"It seems that we have to speed up." Su Heng touched his chin and said to himself, "The structure of this Dharma transmission site seems to be a little unstable. Once the demon god revives, this place may be completely destroyed. That would be a pity."

He has an attribute panel, which can quickly practice a technique to a high level.

But the attribute panel is not omnipotent. It also takes some time to imprint the technique on the panel.

Thinking of this...

Su Heng took a step forward and entered the interior of Gion.

Crossing the threshold, the light inside was dim.

After thousands of years, even the so-called eternal lamp that never goes out is dim, and dust and spider webs are condensed on the bronze lamp.

The only light source comes from some cracks in the dome, and beams of blood-red moonlight sprinkle from them, slightly dispelling the darkness.

A stale and moldy smell diffused, enveloping Su Heng like mist.

In the hall in front of us are rows of wooden bookshelves.

They are filled with books.

The Dharma King Temple is also a lineage of Tantric Buddhism.

Although the appearance is covered with Buddhist cloaks, the inside is quite cruel.

Su Heng approached and saw that the books on the bookshelf were all made of human skin, and a faint smell of decay emanated from them. Moreover, affected by the time, these human skins became fragile. Su Heng just reached out and touched them lightly, and they turned into flying ash and disappeared.

"There are some scriptures recorded on it, which should not be a specific method of practice."

Looking at the crooked ancient characters on it, Su Heng felt a headache. Before coming here, he made some preparations and had some understanding of some Sanskrit on the skull.

But when it was really used, he still encountered difficulties.

On the one hand, there are variants in the process of text evolution, and on the other hand, these characters are very old and unclear.

"Maybe there are some secret methods recorded here, but it is not important. Let's find the Tathagata Zang Sutra first. This is the top priority of this trip." Su Heng tried to look through several relatively well-preserved human skin scriptures, but the harvest was little, and then he chose to give up.

He walked through the bookshelves and continued to move deeper into the room.

Gion is vast, with bookshelves and books outside, and an empty rest area deep inside.

The window outside was opened, and the bloody moonlight shone in, and the dust in the air could be seen. The floor was made of wood, and there were some black marks on it, like dried blood.

It was empty here, and there was no special decoration.

There was only a copper incense burner at the end of the room, about half a person's height, filled with white incense ash.

In addition, there were only a few black inscriptions standing in the room, quietly bathing in the bloody moonlight. Thousands of years have passed since the Dharma King Temple disappeared, and this area seemed to be solidified in amber, and nothing has changed.

Su Heng's eyes paused on those black inscriptions, and a Sanskrit sound echoed in his mind, spanning the years of eternity.

"It seems that the Dharma lineage is here." Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

He was lucky and quickly found what he needed in the huge Dharma King Temple.

Although he encountered some troubles, they were not difficult and were easily solved. All the way to now, no accidents have happened.

"Hmm?" Thinking of this, Su Heng seemed to suddenly realize something.

He raised his eyebrows, raised his head, and a smile of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked into the distance.

The fiery gaze, like a substance, passed through the ancient stone tablets standing in the moonlight in front of him, and fell into the dark shadow at the end of Gion. There was a human figure sitting cross-legged, and the breath on his body was not obvious, like a piece of dead wood, blending with the surrounding environment.

Su Heng had just come here before, and he glanced at it and actually ignored this person. Only then did he react suddenly.

Based on this point, this person's strength is quite terrifying, and can be described as unfathomable.

Not to mention that the outside of Gion is shrouded in fog, disordered space, and the infection of the demon god, turning it into a deadly desperate situation. When did this person come and how did he get here? Su Heng certainly didn't know the answer to these questions.

But there is only one thing that can be confirmed.

His strength is extremely strong, and it is even very likely that he has broken through the limit of Tiangui and reached a completely different realm.

"Interesting." Su Heng was not afraid of the unexpected, and his heart was still calm.

This man was strong, but he was stronger and confident that he could solve all the troubles he encountered.

He coughed and then spoke loudly. The low voice was like a ripple on the water, distorting the moonlight, and came from afar, "Who are you, a practitioner of the Dharma King Temple?"

The black fog dissipated, and the man's body shook slightly.

He was awakened by Su Heng's voice and came back to his senses from a deep state of practice.

He opened his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in his dark golden eyes. It seemed that like Su Heng, he had never expected that someone could pass through the blockade and come to the depths of Gion to obtain the inheritance.

"You are..." He stood up and took a step forward.

His burly body blocked the moonlight, casting a shadow that spread all the way to Su Heng's feet.

Bronze skin, strong muscles. The long black hair was like horse mane, tied up by an ancient golden hoop. His facial features were handsome, more than sculpture, with a kind of divinity. But he was not arrogant or domineering, but full of compassion and tenderness.

Su Heng's deep gaze lingered on the man, and then he smiled, "I have seen this face in the portrait, I know who you are."

"Talihutai Solban." Su Heng's smile became even bigger, "Or it would be more appropriate to call you by another name, the barbarian king of the Skull Plain. It is true that the name is as good as the person, and the strength is extraordinary."