These words are full of ancient and vicissitudes of life, and the complex strokes are far beyond Chen Hao's understanding. However, the Zen principles contained in them are reflected in their minds but are not obscure and difficult to understand. It is like a Buddhist master teaching him by his words and deeds, and he can only reveal his own heart in a moment.

He came to his senses, with a little confused look in his eyes, as if a child who had only learned martial arts, knew the truth but did not know the reason for the profound martial arts.

He made a handprint with awkward hand, and felt something in the spiritual platform buzzing lightly, like a silver bell shaking. His whole body was clear and vaguely connected with a vast and boundless space. He could feel every wisp of air, every square of mud, and all abnormal movements were reflected in his heart, and he could control it freely without any stagnation.

This space is the Buddha land carried by the Tianxuan Pearl. The air is burning and covered with scorch marks. The broken and mottled Buddhas are messy and are all in the ground. Some are buried deep in the ground, with only one palm, half-faced Buddha's head, and a few golden pieces.

At this time, Chen Hao's control of the entire space was a little checked by his mind and consciousness, and he found that these Buddhas' golden bodies were not much, just three hundred, and they were damaged in different degrees. Most of them lacked arms and legs, while the fewer had only faint burning marks. The best one was the one located in the center of the three hundred Buddhas. The robes on their bodies were still half clear, with their eyes closed and their heads hanging down, as if they were just falling asleep, and they could wake up at any time.

And in the center of the Buddha land, a huge stone Buddha palm was holding a faint colorful cloud and mist, surging, as if there was a spiritual fetus in the world.

Suddenly he frowned slightly, just because he noticed that the sky in this space was covered with subtle cracks, and pieces of vain and chaos were endless, slowly taking away the spiritual energy of the entire space. Without any replenishment, this Buddha land would continue to decline until it collapsed and collapsed.

The red light in the sky before a corner of the Buddha land disappeared, and the Tianli Broken Sword was inserted obliquely on the scorched earth, emitting waves of awesome aura all over his body, and a huge array pattern was carved around the radius of the Broken Sword. One end of the chain phantom sank into the depths of the earth, and the other end was tightly clamped on the sword body, suppressing it from being able to escape.

The Dragon Subduing Zen Staff was lying on one side of the earth, with almost invisible golden light flowing on it. Although the aura was weak, it was as if it had existed since time immemorial and could not be easily erased.

Chen Hao thought, and the Yuekong sword in his hand disappeared into the Buddha's land and flashed out of thin air. The Tianli sword made a slight shock, as if it was sensing the sword, while the latter suddenly emitted half a foot of sword light, reflecting it from afar.

He placed Yuekong on an open space, and his consciousness flashed and he had already left this space. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Master Zangkong quietly. He felt mixed emotions, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"No need to thank you, this is what you deserve." The mage seemed to see Chen Hao's thoughts and waved his hand gently and said.

"I have never delivered the entire Buddha land to you before, because I am worried that you will not be able to get a treasure and will easily use it astray. Now you have experienced some storms and some changes, and I have decided to teach you the control method in full. I hope you can make good use of this Buddha land and not let down the Buddha's expectations."

Chen Hao nodded solemnly and said, "You should remember the mage's words today and dare not neglect anything."

The master nodded slightly, with praise in his eyes, and said, "My spiritual body is broken for eight or nine out of ten, and my memory is also blinded and missing. Look at the mysterious Sumeru magic array in the corner of my sleeve, but it is just a small piece of Buddhist powers. Others can't be remembered, or their spiritual power cannot be portrayed. This time I entered the original source of the Buddha's land space to recuperate, and there is no time to calculate and evolve, and you need help in this aspect."

"Master, just by orders, how dare you not obey?" Chen Hao responded hurriedly.

But I heard the monk ponder for a moment, "After entering the Buddha's land space, I will put my robes beside the stone palm. The martial arts in the world originate from one family. If you think carefully, you can find many common things. I want you to worship the Taoist sect for the time being, learn thousands of formation essences, carved on this robes, help me deduce the magical powers of Buddhism and revive my memories."

"What!" Chen Hao exclaimed, frowned and asked, "You guy who leads a skill to join the master, may be investigated, and my martial arts are very different from those of a practitioner, so I am afraid that it will cause others to suspect."

The mage nodded, reached out to take the Kongyue Sword, with a slight light coming from his fingertips, and carved a faint array pattern on the sword, and said, "I have a hidden array pattern engraved by me. If you carry it, as long as the sword remains unavailable, the other party's cultivation level will not exceed that of me at this time, and it will be discovered unexpectedly."

Chen Hao slowly closed his eyes and released his mind, but felt that there was nothing in the other party's hand, as if the breath of the entire sword disappeared with the formation of the horn formation pattern.

He replied happily: "The mage's cultivation is extremely powerful. If it weren't for the thin energy of heaven and earth at this time, he would probably be able to easily suppress the monks who achieved the soul and Dharma body. And how could such a person be easily encountered by a kid? This kind of behavior is very safe, and it is much better than the piece of spiritual jade given by the old man Tianxin before."

The latter smiled and said, "Don't be complacent and relax your vigilance. There are many people who hide dragons and tigers in this world who are beyond the soul. If a few more old antiques like the mysterious beast appear, you will have to run away immediately."

He continued to warn him a few words, his figure was like a sand painting on a crystal board, and it was blown away by the wind, leaving only the Kongyue Sword falling and sinking deep into the rocks. Chen Hao stood quietly in the stone cave alone, his eyes flashing with his heart.

Suddenly he raised his head, his eyes flashed with a light, he looked at the sky through the small hole, and murmured: "The weather changes as soon as possible. It was still clear just now, but now it is covered with dark clouds, as dark as the bottom of the pot, and a heavy rain will come soon."

Chen Hao carried the Kongyue Sword behind him, then stepped out of the hole, but felt a strong wind suddenly blew up. He stood in the void but was not nervous. When his body fell, his hands formed claws, grabbed them deeply into the rock wall, and crawled hard on his hands and quickly climbed towards the top of the cliff.

A huge goshawk thought he had hit his prey and swooped in from the air. Several floating pine needles were hit by iron wings and shattered several pieces.

Chen Hao turned around quickly, his pupils shrank, grabbed the cliff with one hand, pulled out the Kongyue sword behind him with the other hand, and a flash of light, slashing blood red in the air. Accompanied by a shrill cry, the eagle was cut in half and was turbid. His eyes were immediately covered with a turbid color. The breath of life slowly passed, and he quickly fell to the bottom of the cliff from a high altitude, and a bright color was drawn along the way.

He nodded secretly and thought to himself that the Kongyue Sword is indeed a magical weapon. It can be so powerful with a random wave. If he was still alone as before, he would never have dealt with it so easily. He might as well take this flat-haired beast with a blow. Although it may not be injured, he will also be forced into a mess. After all, he does not have the ability to move in a void. He will suffer a great loss in nature to fight against the overlords among these birds.

He carried the magic weapon again, used force on his hand, quickly raised his body several feet, and grabbed it hard on the hard rock. After several times, he had already stepped on the top of the cliff. Before he could stand firm, he felt as dark as ink. A deep blue thunder slashed down quickly. He jumped forward and almost avoided it. He heard a shocking explosion behind him. He stood still and looked back. A large cliff rock had cracked where he was standing, and rolled down from the bottom of the valley in the upper direction.

Facing such great power of heaven and earth, a feeling of insignificance arose in his heart. Chen Hao shook his head, but did not dare to neglect. He glanced at the already strong dark clouds, and jumped lightly on the tops of the trees in the mountains and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

I was just standing on the light yellow road, but I felt rain as big as a copper coin falling from the sky, hitting the ground, producing a faint light smoke, and a strong smell of soil came to my nose.

Chen Hao frowned and looked out to the side of the road. Although he was not afraid of running in the rain, he was always wet. He was always not good. He moved his steps to the extreme. The raindrops were like hitting smooth oil paper and slid down along his body.

Suddenly his body shook slightly, and his eyes showed joy.

But he saw a black shadow faintly appearing in front of him. It looked like a huge wooden house. He felt relieved and thought that he had finally found a place to shelter from the rain. The faint smell of mold from his clothes was soaked. It would be very pleasant if he could rest in this wooden house and burn a pot of hot water to bubble his body around a small stove.

As long as he stopped coming in, a woman like Yanyuyao, thinking of the charming night, he couldn't help but feel a lot of feelings in his heart, and his thoughts were mixed, strange but no resentment, and he was left with his mouth involuntarily murmur: "How great would it be if you didn't come with such a purpose."

He shook his head and threw the shadow in his mind behind him, sighed. The raindrops beside him became denser and denser. As soon as he approached his body, the invisible energy force he induced suddenly bounced away. Even the dirty mud on the ground could not touch his body at all. It was a matter of energy consumption to maintain this state. He raised his head and saw that the wooden house was less than a hundred feet away from him, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

The wooden house is getting closer and closer. With Chen Hao's eyesight, he can clearly see the tall eaves and the complicated carvings under the eaves. The wooden house is about a few acres wide. There is a large yard in front of him, and there is a horse shed next to it. Several groups of thin horses are neighing in it. Now he is becoming anxious in this thunder and lightning environment.
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