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Chapter 879 Buddhist scriptures

The man's spiritual consciousness fluctuated wildly: "I think about it, wait...let me think about it..."

He was trapped in the immortal formation for too long and his mind was almost numb. He dealt with various traps and attacks endlessly every day. He almost forgot about his past affairs.

Mi Xiaojing said: "That's it..."

The man was so scared that he thought Mi Xiaojing was about to give up on him, so he quickly said, "No, no, wait for me, just a moment!"

Due to distracting and interruption, the man was hit by the ice blade more and more times. He had a layer of frost armor on his body, and then was shattered by the ice blade and then condensed again, making him worse than death and his mind became more and more confused.

Mi Xiaojing said: "Follow my command, you rush down! Fast! Fast!"

The man pierced his head down without hesitation at all. Even if he was confused, he knew that the other party would not harm him because it was not worth harming at all. As long as he didn't care about him, it would be miserable enough. How else could he harm him?

"Left! Quick!"

"Okay! Upward, fast! Speed!"

...

With the command, the man gradually got rid of the vortex and landed in a desert. Then he received Mi Xiaojing's spiritual fluctuation: "Don't move around, the attack has not yet been activated, you can have a little time to recover!"

The man sat down without saying a word, and two immortal stones appeared in his hand. One hand and the other began to practice with his eyes closed, but he felt that this was not fast enough. He simply used both hands to break the immortal stones into powder in an instant, and a large amount of energy was poured out and quickly absorbed by him.

This method of cultivation consumes extremely fairy stones. The two fairy stones were only enough for him to take one minute, and then two more fairy stones appeared in his hand.

After spending ten immortal stones in a row, the man finally recovered a little. The various purples on his body gradually faded away, and his skin gradually returned to normal. This is the power of the immortal body. Even if he was severely injured, he could recover quickly as long as he had enough energy. Therefore, immortals have always been the most difficult cultivator to kill.

Looking at the yellow sand flying around, the man couldn't help but tremble. He had been here before and caused him to suffer heavy losses. At that time, he had an immortal sword to use, but it was here that the immortal sword was shattered.

The man knew very well that if he flew around, he would definitely not be able to take the bag, so he sat honestly and didn't dare to move around. His spiritual sense fluctuated: "I'm fine... I don't have any classics in my hand, so let's change something else."

Mi Xiaojing was also helpless. He wanted to say that he wanted nothing, but he knew that saying this would only make the other party uneasy, so he had to say, "That's it, what do you have?"

He thought that he wanted whatever this person had. In fact, it was just an excuse. He didn't think about blackmailing from the beginning.

The man lowered his head. Mi Xiaojing knew that he was looking through his fairy bag, but he was a little expectant. Maybe he could really find something good?

After a while, he took out a box and said, "I'm the only one left. If it's useless, I can't... or come out and discuss it?"

Mi Xiaojing said curiously: "What is this?"

The man's face turned slightly red and said, "A volume of Buddhist scriptures was obtained by chance a long time ago... I can't understand it myself."

Mi Xiaojing was overjoyed and never expected to get the Buddhist scriptures from an immortal. He guessed that an immortal-level master would collect Buddhist scriptures, and this Buddhist scripture should be extraordinary!

It was originally just an excuse to create this man with an immortal formation, but unexpectedly, he would get a treasure instead. You must know that after the Buddha Sect disappeared, there was almost no real Buddhist scriptures in this world. It would be great to get it here.

Mi Xiaojing's heart trembled for a moment, suppressed his excitement, and said, "Okay, I want this Buddhist scripture."

The man was also very happy. He had been getting this Buddhist scripture for a long time. If he hadn't looked through the immortal bag this time, he wouldn't have remembered that there was this thing, so he tried to take it out and ask, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually agree!

"Save me out, this Buddhist scripture is yours!"

The man was still careful and wanted to go out and give Mi Xiaojing.

Mi Xiaojing didn't care. The ruins of the Buddha Sect were suppressed. This man did not threaten him even if he came out, and he could not even escape. He could only send him out by himself.

Mi Xiaojing said, "Okay, follow my instructions, I will be responsible for getting you out... By the way, my name is Mi Xiaojing."

The man said, "Hello, my name is Feng Chenzi! No matter what, thank you!"

Feng Chenzi thanked Mi Xiaojing a little relieved. This man didn't look like a crazy person, at least he knew how to be polite.

Mi Xiaojing began to guide Feng Chenzi to rush to the formation. Although he could not fully control the immortal formation, it had already begun to slowly affect the operation of the formation. If he wanted to kill an immortal at this time, it would definitely make the opponent unable to bear it. Even if he could not kill him, it would make the opponent feel a hundred times more uncomfortable than he is now.

The road was bumpy and difficult, and finally rushed out without any danger. Feng Chenzi, like Xuan Xuan, just rushed out, saw the huge reclining Buddha, and was stunned. Where is this?

"Are you Mi Xiaojing?"

Feng Chenzi stared at Mi Xiaojing. He found that Mi Xiaojing was very strong, almost the same as him. As for Xuan Xuan sitting in the distance, he ignored him directly. He knew at a glance that this woman should have been suppressed by some kind of force.

Mi Xiaojing smiled and said, "I can't move either. Just put the Buddhist scriptures by my side. I'll send you out later."

Feng Chenzi nodded, looked at Mi Xiaojing curiously, carefully placed the box about ten meters in front of Mi Xiaojing, and then saw a golden chain extending out, rolled up the box and dragged it back, and disappeared in an instant.

Since Mi Xiaojing put away the jade box, Feng Chenzi was relieved. He had no idea. He couldn't help but sigh at the reclining Buddha: "The Buddha Sect is also powerful enough. Is this the legacy of the powerful Buddha Sect?"

Mi Youran said: "Yes, you'd better keep awe enough. Even if it's just a legacy, you have incredible magical powers. Look at her... she is suppressed like this."

Xuan Xuan was extremely ashamed and angry. Fortunately, she was covered by the fairy armor, otherwise she would have been a big blushing face.

Mi Xiaojing originally wanted to put another person out, but after the jade box was put into the Mantra, it was opened directly in the space by the Mantra. This was not what Mi Xiaojing ordered, but it was completely the independent action of the Mantra.

When the jade box opened, the precious light was so terrible that Mi Xiaojing shone. You must know that this was in his body, and in the space of the Truth Banner, he could not suppress the precious light.
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