Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng's golden figure is like a righteous general, overwhelmingly purifying all the evil energy emanating from the pitch-black statue into white energy and absorbing it into his body.

After all the evil aura on the dark statue was purified and absorbed, the golden figure returned to its original size and fell to the ground.

Looking at the dark statue that had completely turned into an ordinary wooden sculpture, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and reached out to pick up the little golden figure that fell on the ground.

After careful observation, Zhang Yifeng found that his little golden figure seemed to have changed and become more spiritual after absorbing the evil spirit of the dark statue.

In addition, there seemed to be more changes, but Zhang Yifeng was not familiar with the divine way and could not see the specific situation of the little golden man.

If there are people who are proficient in Shinto present, they will definitely be able to see that the golden little man in Zhang Yifeng's hand already possesses the initial potential of a Shinto treasure.

As long as Zhang Yifeng cultivates it calmly, this golden little man can become a divine treasure and help Zhang Yifeng have a smooth journey on the road to becoming a god.

It's just that Zhang Yifeng has no intention of practicing Shinto at all. If this thing falls into Zhang Yifeng's hands, it will be of little use even if it grows into a Shinto treasure.

There is no time to think so much, Zhang Yifeng just cares about this little golden man like himself.

After casually hanging the villain on his waist again, Zhang Yifeng released a burst of spiritual fire that directly reduced the dark statue to ashes.

No matter what the person behind the scenes who gave him this thing had planned, Zhang Yifeng was sure that he didn't want to develop in a good direction.

The aura of this pitch-black statue is extremely evil. If Zhang Yifeng holds it in his hands for a long time, it will definitely be infected and his character will become evil.

The moment Zhang Yifeng destroyed the statue, the huge figure in the underground cave felt shocked.

After some calculations, he understood the cause and effect, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"I'm becoming more and more interested. This little guy has a treasure that can deal with Shinto. It's really mysterious."

After sighing with emotion, the underground cave returned to calm again. Anyway, the thing was sent out for testing, and it would not cause much loss to him.

After all matters were taken care of, Zhang Yifeng silently took the cultivation pill, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice silently.

Zhang Yifeng knew that many of the inexplicable attacks on him now were caused by his low cultivation level. If he could improve his cultivation level quickly, he would be able to avoid some trouble.

Time passed slowly, and there was no words for a night.

The next day, Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen got up early and changed their clothes. When they opened the courtyard door, they found Huixin and Huicheng outside.

"Haha, Zhang Xiaoyou, a wise Buddhist disciple, it seems that we have a good understanding of each other?"

Huixin was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and performed a Buddhist salute to Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen.

Zhang Yifeng cupped his hands as a return gift, while Zhishen also returned a Buddhist salute.

"I didn't expect you two to wake up so early. Now that you two are up, let's go to Buddha Heart Square for this last trial."

Huixin said with a smile, turned around and walked towards Buddha Heart Square with Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen.

This time, the number of Buddhists left in Buddha Heart Square was even smaller. From the original thousands, there were now less than a hundred.

"It seems that many Buddhists were cleared in one level yesterday?"

"Exactly, because in yesterday's trial one person had to defeat ten Buddhists, but the remaining Buddhists are already the elite of the elite."

Huixin said carefully on the side, the second level was completed, and he could reveal some rules.

"I see, this is indeed a century-old event. This rule is indeed strict."

Zhang Yifeng and Huixin said that they didn't have any of these, and soon walked into the center of Buddha Heart Square.

This time, the tall tower was missing in the center. Instead, futons were placed one by one in the center of Buddha Heart Square.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, a wise Buddhist disciple, when the host announces the start of this test, you two can choose a futon to sit on. Then you can release the Buddhist path you have understood. If you can pass the futon, you will feel it."

Huixin carefully explained to Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen, of course mainly to Zhang Yifeng.

While Zhang Yifeng nodded silently and listened, brothers Kong Ling and Kong Ming walked up to them.

"Zhi Shen Buddhist disciple is indeed extraordinary in strength. I didn't expect that my junior brother would be unable to do anything to you despite all his methods."

Kong Ling came to Zhishen and saluted Zhishen with a smile.

Yesterday, he only came out a little later than his junior brother, but he learned from his junior brother that he actually lost at the hands of Zhishen.

Although he was shocked, he quickly accepted this fact.

Before he left, his master had told him that there were people outside the mountain, and that no one should be underestimated.

"You're welcome, Kong Ming Buddha's strength is also extraordinary. I was lucky enough to win. If I hadn't had the magical power to overwhelm the opponent, I would have been defeated at the hands of your junior brother."

Zhishen smiled coquettishly and said humbly to Kong Ling.

"Buddha Zhishen, you are too polite. I heard everything my junior brother said. You were the one who suppressed my junior brother the whole time. There is no such thing as a fluke."

Seeing Zhishen and Kong Ling accommodating each other in very polite ways, Zhang Yifeng felt helpless.

While Zhishen and Kong Ling were exchanging greetings, senior officials from Jinshan Temple arrived at Buddha Heart Square one after another.

The last deacon arrived late, and after looking at the deacons and elders around him with an apologetic look, the third trial finally officially began.

Without saying too much, the senior officials of Jinshan Temple directly signaled the Buddhists present to choose a futon to sit down and realize their own Buddhist ways or directly reveal their Buddhist ways.

No one spoke to Zhang Yifeng, so he immediately sat on the futon.

As soon as he sat on the futon, a ray of Buddha's light enveloped Zhang Yifeng, and at the same time, the sound of reciting Buddhist sutras floated in his ears, purifying Zhang Yifeng's soul.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt that his heart was constantly calming down, and finally reached the state of selflessness.

Zhang Yifeng himself also knows that this artificially formed state of selflessness is not of much help to his own understanding. It only allows people to gain peace when they are worried.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhang Yifeng looked at the other Buddhists in the circle of light around him, all of whom had expressions of contemplation on their faces.

Zhang Yifeng doesn't know what he should do now. He is not a Buddhist, so where can he learn about Buddhism?

Shaking his head helplessly, Zhang Yifeng casually took out the small sword in his arms.

Anyway, what matters is the quality of understanding Buddhism. It is the same whether Zhang Yifeng takes it out sooner or later.