Chapter 965 Jue Yuan calls
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Wan Li Yu
After saying this, Zhao Long covered his head. He felt a little dizzy. He was being treated as a blood bank these days, so it was naturally uncomfortable. He, who was originally muscular, seemed to have turned into the skinny man with glasses he used to be.
"Holy shit, how did I become like this?"
At this time, Zhao Long also discovered his physical condition and was shocked.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "You almost died."
"I almost died? What happened these days? Why can't I remember anything." Zhao Long looked confused.
"It's nothing. It's okay now. Just hope you're okay."
Zhang Yifeng didn't explain too much. After returning, Zhao Long needs to replenish his body before he can bleed and poison.
Shortly after Zhao Long woke up, the woman next to him also woke up. This woman is not from Weiwo City, but a nearby villager.
Zhang Yifeng sent her back to the village, and then led Zhao Long back to Weiwo City.
Zhao Long's body needed to recuperate, so Zhang Yifeng asked him to take a good rest first. After he had a good rest, he would inject 400cc of blood every day. Zhang Yifeng spent an hour and specially refined some elixirs for Zhao Long. After taking this elixir, half a month later, the blood toxin can be eliminated.
After doing all this, Zhang Yifeng returned to his room.
He took out the demon-suppressing scroll again and penetrated it with his thoughts. A dark space appears in the consciousness.
This dark space is where the Demon Suppression Scroll is used to imprison evil spirits.
In this space at this moment, there are only spirit corpses and red spirits. Hong Ling was lying on the ground, arranged in a large font, and seemed to be sleeping.
Zhang Yifeng ignored Hong Ling, withdrew his consciousness, and looked at the demon-suppressing scroll carefully.
At this time, the demon-suppressing scroll became wordless again. But as long as Zhang Yifeng has a thought, words will be displayed on it. It records all kinds of evil spirits that have been suppressed by the Demon Suppression Scroll from ancient times to the present.
Zhang Yifeng still finds it incredible. He never thought that he would get such a magical weapon.
He was even a little scared.
If he hadn't killed Shen Qingteng and offended the Shen family, if the Shen family hadn't sent people to kill him twice, he wouldn't have gotten the demon-suppressing scroll. If he can't get the demon-suppressing scroll, he will die in the hands of the red spirit corpse, and the red spirit will bring a disaster to the entire China.
This seems to be what Buddhism says, everything in the world is connected by cause and effect.
Just when Zhang Yifeng was sighing in his heart, the phone rang. As soon as he returns to the secular world, Zhang Yifeng will take out the phone and put it in his pocket.
After looking at the caller ID, Zhang Yifeng's pupils trembled slightly.
The call was from Monk Jueyuan.
What is this monk going to do?
After adjusting his mind, Zhang Yifeng answered the phone.
"Amitabha, donor Zhang, you are well."
Jue Yuan's voice came immediately.
"If you have anything to do with me, just tell me directly." Zhang Yifeng asked. Based on his understanding of Jue Yuan, as long as he calls, something will definitely happen.
"The donor really understands the poor monk. The poor monk said it bluntly. The donor has had both blessings and misfortunes these days. Generally speaking, he is a blessing in disguise."
Zhang Yifeng frowned and said, "Tell me the important point."
"Amitabha, donor, I guess you will go to the Hidden Gate again soon. This time, please take me with you."
"Take you?"
Zhang Yifeng's body trembled. This was the first time Jue Yuan said he was going to Yinmen.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't go to the Hidden Gate?"
"Donor, I never said I wouldn't go to the Hidden Gate, but I said the time has not come yet."
"Then it's here now?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown.
Jue Yuan nodded and said calmly: "That's almost it."
Zhang Yifeng was silent, and then said: "I have a question I have always wanted to ask you. Is there a Buddhist door in the hidden door?"
"Have."
"That's strange. I've been to Yinmen so many times, but I haven't heard of Buddhism."
"Because Buddhism is not strong and has not formed a huge sect force. They all practice their own way."
Zhang Yifeng understood that what Jue Yuan meant was that the Buddhist sects in the Yinmen were spread all over the Yinmen and were not unified. There were temples of all sizes. Despite this, the power of Buddhism should not be underestimated. It is very likely that there are Buddhist masters in a small temple.
"Why are you going to Yinmen?" Zhang Yifeng asked again.
"Amitabha, if the poor monk said that I went to the Hidden Gate to help you, would you believe it?"
"letter."
Zhang Yifeng spoke without hesitation.
"But I want to know what it would do for you to help me."
Zhang Yifeng didn't think that Jueyuan really wanted nothing after he chose him and unconditionally deduced his fortune and predicted good and bad luck for him. There must be something on him that Jue Yuan needs. Or, Jueyuan needs Zhang Yifeng to do something for him.
There are things that Jue Yuan cannot do, but Zhang Yifeng can do.
"Amitabha, it's okay to tell the donor honestly. The poor monk spent 30 years of his life to deduce a future. And this future can only be brought to me by you. I want to go to a place. A true Buddhist cultivation place. , is also the hometown of my ancestor. It is there that my Buddhist teachings can go further."
Zhang Yifeng seemed to have thought of something, but still asked: "Where is that?"
"A stronger place."
Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, and he guessed that the place Jueyuan was talking about was probably Lingyue Continent.
By the way, Zhang Yifeng remembered that Jue Yuan said that his master's master came out of the Hidden Gate. So, what about the master’s master’s master, or even his ancestor? Could it be that the founder of Jue Yuan's lineage came from Lingyue Continent?
The more he thought about it, the more Zhang Yifeng felt that this possibility was very high. Otherwise, how could Jueyuan know about that more powerful place.
Zhang Yifeng felt that if he wanted to thoroughly understand these things, he must join the mysterious sect of Yinmen.
All of this is definitely related.
"Donor, in three days, I will come to Weiwo City and arrange a place for me to cultivate. When you go to Yinmen again, call me."
Jueyuan's voice came again.
"it is good."
Zhang Yifeng nodded, Jue Yuan wanted to go to Yinmen with him, which was definitely a good thing for him. The mysterious Jue Yuan is probably a powerful force. Why wouldn't he do it if he brings Jue Yuan with him?
"Donor, that's it, I won't disturb your practice."
Jueyuan spoke again and hung up the phone.
Zhang Yifeng put away the phone and continued to consolidate and improve his cultivation.
Jueyuan called him, probably figuring out his plan to develop in Yinmen. The next time Zhang Yifeng enters the Yinmen, he will definitely make a big noise in the Yinmen.
After all, he is a man who wants to be the enemy of the [-]th branch city and the eight main cities.
By the way, we have to add the Shen family from the royal city, and maybe even a royal family in the end.
In other words, Zhang Yifeng almost wants to become the enemy of the entire Hidden Sect. But, then what is there to be afraid of?
"Holy shit, how did I become like this?"
At this time, Zhao Long also discovered his physical condition and was shocked.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "You almost died."
"I almost died? What happened these days? Why can't I remember anything." Zhao Long looked confused.
"It's nothing. It's okay now. Just hope you're okay."
Zhang Yifeng didn't explain too much. After returning, Zhao Long needs to replenish his body before he can bleed and poison.
Shortly after Zhao Long woke up, the woman next to him also woke up. This woman is not from Weiwo City, but a nearby villager.
Zhang Yifeng sent her back to the village, and then led Zhao Long back to Weiwo City.
Zhao Long's body needed to recuperate, so Zhang Yifeng asked him to take a good rest first. After he had a good rest, he would inject 400cc of blood every day. Zhang Yifeng spent an hour and specially refined some elixirs for Zhao Long. After taking this elixir, half a month later, the blood toxin can be eliminated.
After doing all this, Zhang Yifeng returned to his room.
He took out the demon-suppressing scroll again and penetrated it with his thoughts. A dark space appears in the consciousness.
This dark space is where the Demon Suppression Scroll is used to imprison evil spirits.
In this space at this moment, there are only spirit corpses and red spirits. Hong Ling was lying on the ground, arranged in a large font, and seemed to be sleeping.
Zhang Yifeng ignored Hong Ling, withdrew his consciousness, and looked at the demon-suppressing scroll carefully.
At this time, the demon-suppressing scroll became wordless again. But as long as Zhang Yifeng has a thought, words will be displayed on it. It records all kinds of evil spirits that have been suppressed by the Demon Suppression Scroll from ancient times to the present.
Zhang Yifeng still finds it incredible. He never thought that he would get such a magical weapon.
He was even a little scared.
If he hadn't killed Shen Qingteng and offended the Shen family, if the Shen family hadn't sent people to kill him twice, he wouldn't have gotten the demon-suppressing scroll. If he can't get the demon-suppressing scroll, he will die in the hands of the red spirit corpse, and the red spirit will bring a disaster to the entire China.
This seems to be what Buddhism says, everything in the world is connected by cause and effect.
Just when Zhang Yifeng was sighing in his heart, the phone rang. As soon as he returns to the secular world, Zhang Yifeng will take out the phone and put it in his pocket.
After looking at the caller ID, Zhang Yifeng's pupils trembled slightly.
The call was from Monk Jueyuan.
What is this monk going to do?
After adjusting his mind, Zhang Yifeng answered the phone.
"Amitabha, donor Zhang, you are well."
Jue Yuan's voice came immediately.
"If you have anything to do with me, just tell me directly." Zhang Yifeng asked. Based on his understanding of Jue Yuan, as long as he calls, something will definitely happen.
"The donor really understands the poor monk. The poor monk said it bluntly. The donor has had both blessings and misfortunes these days. Generally speaking, he is a blessing in disguise."
Zhang Yifeng frowned and said, "Tell me the important point."
"Amitabha, donor, I guess you will go to the Hidden Gate again soon. This time, please take me with you."
"Take you?"
Zhang Yifeng's body trembled. This was the first time Jue Yuan said he was going to Yinmen.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't go to the Hidden Gate?"
"Donor, I never said I wouldn't go to the Hidden Gate, but I said the time has not come yet."
"Then it's here now?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown.
Jue Yuan nodded and said calmly: "That's almost it."
Zhang Yifeng was silent, and then said: "I have a question I have always wanted to ask you. Is there a Buddhist door in the hidden door?"
"Have."
"That's strange. I've been to Yinmen so many times, but I haven't heard of Buddhism."
"Because Buddhism is not strong and has not formed a huge sect force. They all practice their own way."
Zhang Yifeng understood that what Jue Yuan meant was that the Buddhist sects in the Yinmen were spread all over the Yinmen and were not unified. There were temples of all sizes. Despite this, the power of Buddhism should not be underestimated. It is very likely that there are Buddhist masters in a small temple.
"Why are you going to Yinmen?" Zhang Yifeng asked again.
"Amitabha, if the poor monk said that I went to the Hidden Gate to help you, would you believe it?"
"letter."
Zhang Yifeng spoke without hesitation.
"But I want to know what it would do for you to help me."
Zhang Yifeng didn't think that Jueyuan really wanted nothing after he chose him and unconditionally deduced his fortune and predicted good and bad luck for him. There must be something on him that Jue Yuan needs. Or, Jueyuan needs Zhang Yifeng to do something for him.
There are things that Jue Yuan cannot do, but Zhang Yifeng can do.
"Amitabha, it's okay to tell the donor honestly. The poor monk spent 30 years of his life to deduce a future. And this future can only be brought to me by you. I want to go to a place. A true Buddhist cultivation place. , is also the hometown of my ancestor. It is there that my Buddhist teachings can go further."
Zhang Yifeng seemed to have thought of something, but still asked: "Where is that?"
"A stronger place."
Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, and he guessed that the place Jueyuan was talking about was probably Lingyue Continent.
By the way, Zhang Yifeng remembered that Jue Yuan said that his master's master came out of the Hidden Gate. So, what about the master’s master’s master, or even his ancestor? Could it be that the founder of Jue Yuan's lineage came from Lingyue Continent?
The more he thought about it, the more Zhang Yifeng felt that this possibility was very high. Otherwise, how could Jueyuan know about that more powerful place.
Zhang Yifeng felt that if he wanted to thoroughly understand these things, he must join the mysterious sect of Yinmen.
All of this is definitely related.
"Donor, in three days, I will come to Weiwo City and arrange a place for me to cultivate. When you go to Yinmen again, call me."
Jueyuan's voice came again.
"it is good."
Zhang Yifeng nodded, Jue Yuan wanted to go to Yinmen with him, which was definitely a good thing for him. The mysterious Jue Yuan is probably a powerful force. Why wouldn't he do it if he brings Jue Yuan with him?
"Donor, that's it, I won't disturb your practice."
Jueyuan spoke again and hung up the phone.
Zhang Yifeng put away the phone and continued to consolidate and improve his cultivation.
Jueyuan called him, probably figuring out his plan to develop in Yinmen. The next time Zhang Yifeng enters the Yinmen, he will definitely make a big noise in the Yinmen.
After all, he is a man who wants to be the enemy of the [-]th branch city and the eight main cities.
By the way, we have to add the Shen family from the royal city, and maybe even a royal family in the end.
In other words, Zhang Yifeng almost wants to become the enemy of the entire Hidden Sect. But, then what is there to be afraid of?
