Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Brother Wu, can you please give me some face? I finally got here." Yan Tong said with a wry smile.

"Sorry!" Wu Zheng replied with a smile.

In just a few breaths, Wu Zheng had walked 50 meters. Until now, he still looked like he was strolling in the garden, with a look of ease, which made people want to punch him.

"Wu Zheng, I can't stand it. Why are you better than me in everything?" Yan Daohong roared.

Just now, Wu Zheng surpassed him mercilessly.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and the door was even clearly visible.

There were only a few people left in front, including Lan Mo, Yi Qingxian, Liao Yuan, Wu Jie, Luo Haichao and others. The deeper they went, the greater the pressure. Even Wu Zheng, who had adapted to the purple thunder, felt depressed. Although his speed did not slow down, his steps were obviously much smaller.

At the beginning, one meter only took one step, but now, one meter takes two steps!

"Look, he's no longer able to do it! His speed is obviously not as good as before!" The eyes of the crowd are always sharp, let alone the cultivators with profound cultivation. In just a moment, a cultivator said excitedly.

"Stupid, didn't you see that kid didn't even have a sweat on his forehead! He didn't try his best at all, and was obviously on guard against the human and demon tribes around him." A great cultivator said angrily.

"Well, how could this happen? How could this happen? Should we leave him a way to survive!"

He took a step forward and directly passed the blue demon.

"Boy, you are very strong, I look forward to fighting with you!" The blue demon said with fighting spirit, not at all unhappy about being surpassed by Wu Zheng.

"In the battle between the two tribes, I will meet your requirements." Wu Zheng said lightly without sadness or joy.

"Well, I'll wait for you." The blue demon said indifferently.

"You are the strongest young generation I have ever seen." Yi Qingxian's beautiful face was still calm, and her voice was like a secluded orchid in the valley, the tinkling of spring water, and she was independent of the world!

"Thank you!" Wu Zheng's voice was flat, and it did not change at all because of Yi Qingxian's appearance.

"I think Dugu Yan should be very beautiful?" Yi Qingxian asked inexplicably.

Wu Zheng nodded and stepped forward!

Yi Qingxian still sat cross-legged, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy, angry, sad, or happy, but from what she said just now, it can be judged that at least Wu Zheng ignored her appearance, which made her doubt her appearance, so she said that inexplicable sentence later.

Women are strange animals. If you are too enthusiastic, she will think you are frivolous. If you are too cold, she will think that her beauty is not attractive to you.

Maybe they don't even know that their behavior is really contradictory!

At this time, it was only 35 meters away from the door.

"Amitabha! I really regret not fighting with you at the beginning." Wujie, who was emitting bright yellow light, said without thinking.

"I will learn from Master Wujie's tricks when I have time, but not now, what do you think?" Wu Zheng said with a smile.

"Amitabha!" Wujie nodded, put his hands together, and chanted a Buddhist name!

The human and demon races over there were already shocked beyond words. Wu Zheng walked all the way, and no one took action. He surpassed several people with just a few words. Even Yan Daohong, who had a huge grudge against Wu Zheng, endured it. It was really incredible.

In fact, with their wealth, although they could not guarantee that they could come and go freely under the thundercloud, they could still sacrifice one or two secret treasures to cause some trouble to Wu Zheng. However, what was surprising was that no one took action.

In addition to the threat from Wu Zheng coming and going freely in the thundercloud, they all did not believe that Wu Zheng could walk into the gate.

Wu Zheng seemed to be strolling in the garden, but in fact he was always on guard and did not dare to relax at any time. If anyone dared to stop him, he would not mind kicking that person out of here directly. At this moment, he had the qualifications.

There were definitely more than one person who could stroll in the garden fifty meters away, but he was the only one who could not be threatened by the "purple thunder" at all.

"Amitabha! Donor Wu, the battle that day was quite helpful to me. I wonder if I can learn from you again today?" Leyuan's voice sounded.

'Hiss! '

The sound of sucking in the air continued. They didn't expect that the Buddhist monk who had always been neutral and peaceful and didn't cause trouble would be the first to attack. Moreover, the relationship between Da Guangming Temple and Wu Zheng was quite wonderful, but it was obvious that he was an enemy rather than a friend if he attacked at this time!

"That's what I wish!"

Wu Zheng didn't know what he was thinking, and agreed without hesitation.

I saw Leyuan still sitting there, fiddling with the rosary with his left hand, and holding a flower with his right hand, smiling and looking at Wu Zheng as if he was meditating.

Wu Zheng's pupils shrank, and his expression was extremely cautious. Leyuan didn't seem to have launched any attack, but his action was actually the very famous 'Smiling with a Flower' in Buddhism, which was very powerful. Wu Zheng never expected that Leyuan's understanding was so great that he actually mastered this kind of extraordinary magical power.

"What? Smiling at a flower!" Wu Xing said in shock.

"Humph, I didn't expect him to hide it so deeply." Wu Jie said coldly.

Others may not know, but as Buddhist monks, they know it very well. 'Smiling at a flower' is a manifestation of a state. This magical power is extraordinary and has entered the ranks of great magical powers. Although Liao Yuan's performance is not the peak state of 'Smiling at a flower', it is just the entry level, but this alone is extraordinary.

Sure enough, the man from Jinchan Temple over there proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "The disciples of Daguangming Temple are really great."

"Amitabha! As expected, senior brother is so complimentary! I have just realized the destiny and am just a beginner." Du Nan said with a smile.

Although he was speaking modestly, the joy on his face was undisguised.

Master Guoye smiled and said nothing, but looked at Wu Zheng indifferently.

Wu Zheng's expression was stern and his mind was spinning. He had heard of the phrase "Nian Hua Yi Smile", which is said to be a great magical power of Buddhism. It is not only a test of cultivation, but also a test of realm. The action of realizing fate is jerky. Obviously, it has not yet reached the highest level of "Nianhuahuashangxiao", it can only be regarded as an entry level at most.

As his mind turned, he already had a solution. He took a step forward and said: "When I was traveling around the world in my early years, I heard a senior monk reciting a line of homage. I felt it was quite profound, so I kept it in my heart."

"Amitabha! Please tell me, the donor." Liaoyuan said calmly, still maintaining the posture of "holding the flowers and smiling".

Wu Zheng's expression changed, his smile faded, and he said solemnly: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand; there is nothing in the first place, so how can it cause dust."

'puff! ’

As soon as Wu Zheng finished speaking, Luo Yuan spurted out a mouthful of blood. He could no longer maintain the state of 'holding flowers and smiling', and his whole face turned pale.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he said to Wu Zheng: "Amitabha! The donor is so wise, and the young monk admires it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored the outside world.