Chapter 1138 Shemo Temple
At the same time.
Fengmeng. Shemo Temple.
The forbidden "Demon Suppression Tower" rumbled.
More than ten seconds later, with a low roar, the tower door that had not been opened for a hundred years slowly opened.
A dusty barefoot middle-aged monk, wearing a gray monk's robe full of holes eaten by insects, walked out slowly.
The most conspicuous thing was the nails on his hands, which were as bright as crystal jade. It was unknown how many years they had not been trimmed. They grew windingly and fell to the heels.
The abbot of Shemo Temple and three other powerful people in the Outer Realm flew over from different directions. The moment they saw the middle-aged monk, they hurriedly saluted: "Master Uncle."
"The true Buddha's aura appeared on the Lingzu Continent. I want to travel far away. The "Demon Suppression Tower" is handed over to you." A neutral and peaceful voice sounded directly in the minds of the abbot of Shemo Temple and the other two.
After speaking, the middle-aged monk stepped forward and disappeared silently from the three people's sight.
"The aura of the true Buddha?" The abbot of Shemo Temple and others were all moved.
It's not that their Zen hearts are not firm enough, it's just that these four words are too thrilling.
How could there be a true Buddha in the world today? And he appeared in the Spirit Clan Continent?
"Amitabha." The abbot of Shemo Temple put his hands together and said, "Now that the world is undergoing drastic changes, it's not surprising that a Buddha treasure has been born."
The other two monks couldn't help but get a little excited when they heard this.
A Buddha treasure that can emit the aura of the true Buddha must be a treasure.
"Now that the Tianzong has been destroyed, there are even more powerful people, and dragons and snakes have emerged from the land. It seems that the world is about to be in chaos. If my Shemo Temple can master this treasure, it will be able to help the world in the future." An old monk said.
Another old monk hesitated and said, "It's just that the Ling Clan Continent is not the same as before. With the power of the master uncle alone, I'm afraid..."
As one of the four major sects of the Feng League, Shemo Temple is not like other Buddhist temples that ignore the worldly affairs. The recent events on the Ling Clan Continent have not yet spread in the human world, but Shemo Temple has already learned about it through its own intelligence channels.
The old man of the Ling Clan who pulled the entire Phoenix Clan Royal Court away from the imperial city by himself may have reached the legendary Nascent Soul stage.
And the four princesses of the White Dragon Clan and the head of the Dianlong Sect also have amazing cultivation. They must have reached the extremely high level of the Golden Core stage to escape the pursuit of the suspected Tianzong strongman.
And Yang Fan, who is proficient in Fengshui formations, flattened the Gong family alone, and easily killed Pang Ji. He was treated as a distinguished guest by the White Dragon King and treated with great courtesy. It is difficult to guess the depth of his cultivation.
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With such a group of people occupying the Spiritual Clan Continent, it has undoubtedly become a place of danger.
If the Buddhist treasure had not been discovered by these people, it would be fine. Once it fell into the hands of the other party, it would be difficult for the master uncle to ask for it, and his life might be in danger.
The abbot of Shemo Temple lowered his eyebrows and said, "If this treasure has no fate with my Shemo Temple, I believe the master uncle will not force it."
The other two monks looked at each other and sighed secretly.
It can only be like this.
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The White Dragon Clan King's Court.
In the room, as the descending power entered, a peaceful atmosphere filled the air, and the originally gloomy and strange atmosphere was swept away.
Liu Jingyu only felt that she had entered an unprecedented calmness in an instant. All worries and even all troubles disappeared inexplicably. The whole world became extremely beautiful. A gentle smile appeared on her face involuntarily, but she herself did not feel anything unusual.
In contrast, Yang Fan had a solemn expression. While holding the three soul lights in the palm of his right hand, he uttered the ghost clan's imperial language again. His temperament changed drastically. He was originally ghostly, but in an instant he became solemn and kind, like a high monk. There was even a faint and hazy Buddha light around him.
However, in the depths of his pupils, two points of green light like ghost fire were even more mysterious.
Then, he stretched out his left hand, and his fingers were like Buddha picking flowers. He twisted the trace of power between his fingers, and gently wiped the fingertips. At the same time, the power was divided into three, and the fingers naturally popped out. Three forces burst out like light and instantly fell on the eyebrows of the three corpses.
