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Chapter 421: The ancient Buddha with green lamp

The torn tendons and veins quickly recovered, and the bloody wounds healed quickly...

With the help of the God of Kongming, the wound on Mu Feng's body recovered quickly at an incredible speed to replenish the consumed spiritual power. Even with a high spirit, the power fluctuation in his body was better than before, and the signs of breaking through to the real human realm were more obvious. The energy pillar falling from the sky was not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor was it spiritual power, but a purer and higher-level power.

Holy Yuanli!

The energy pillar falling from the sky shocked, envious and feared people.

After breaking through to the realm of the True Person, a cultivator can be respected as a cultivator from then on. The spiritual power in his body will also undergo earth-shaking transformation, called the True Yuan Power. After breaking from the peak of the True Person Realm to the Saint Realm, the True Yuan Power will transform again and become the legendary Saint Power and the power of the Saint.

A powerful saint realm person personally helped heal his wounds. Who has ever had such a kind of encounter?

Looking at the wind on the life and death stage, people envious.

At the same time, Mu Feng was shocked. Unexpectedly, the mysterious God of Kongming, shrouded in black air, actually helped him heal his wounds. What he unexpectedly was that the latter was actually a master of the saint realm!

In the realm of the realm of the realm, it is said to be powerful and omnipotent. A master of the realm of the saint has always been a legendary figure.

Looking at the God of Kongming sitting on the hanging platform in the east, Mu Feng was very excited. Unexpectedly, he met a legendary figure here. At this moment, he finally realized why the masters of the world gathered in Kongming Valley every twenty years to compete and discuss the truth.

Who dares not come to the invitation of a powerful saint realm? Who is willing to miss such a grand event?

"Thank you, Lord God!"

After reacting, Mu Feng quickly bowed to the only hanging platform on the east side.

Under the leader of the Kongming God Lord, all his injuries had recovered in a short time. In addition to the remaining blood on the robe on the academy, there was no trace of injury on his body; from head to toe, from inside to outside, it seemed that they were washed by a clear spring falling from the sky. The muscles, bones and flesh in the body no longer contained a trace of impurities, giving people a extraordinary temperament that was transcendent and transcendent. Compared with the original, the fluctuations of power were even better, which was impressive.

"Not bad, young man, keep working hard!"

The God of Kongming's voice was low, and after saying it lightly, he remained silent, and his whole body was covered with thick black air.

"In the second round of the competition, please invite the next challenger!"

The voice of the messenger Jian Yi of the Kongming Messenger rang in the valley again, announcing the beginning of the second challenge.

However, after waiting for a while, no one ended up.

Originally, everyone was moved to the point of view of the Piaomiao Temple map and a bottle of fairy dew, and they rushed to the end in the first round. However, after witnessing Mu Feng's bravery and the fate of Zhan Feng, a master of the Immortal Sword Sect, everyone was shocked and no one dared to act rashly anymore. No one dared to look down on Mu Feng, a student who seemed to have only the elite level.

"Amitabha, I have offended you for no reason."

Just as people were hesitating, a Buddhist chant came from the hanging platform where the Great Beard Temple was located, and an old monk with white beard flew on the platform of life and death.

Although he was old, his eyes were shining. His cultivation was only stronger than Zhan Feng, who ended in the first round. The gray monk robe was spotless, his hands were clasped together, and he was respectful and polite. It seemed that he was an extraordinary monk from Dafeng Temple.

"First, he was a master of immortality, but now he is a Buddhist monk. Could it be that the student Mu Feng really wants to slaughter immortals and destroy Buddhas today and use killing to achieve enlightenment?"

"It's hard, it's very difficult. Just now, it turned defeat into victory with a sharp holy sword. What about now?"

"Yes, compared with the Immortal Way, the Buddhist magical powers are more profound. Since they ended up in public, they must be prepared. Although Mu Feng is powerful, he is still an elite cultivator after all. He just relied on his surprise and luck to seriously hurt Zhan Feng of the Immortal Sword Sect, and was lucky to turn defeat into victory. This time, facing a Buddhist master in the Real Person Realm, can he be so lucky again?"

...

Looking at the monk Wuyin, who was strong and obviously had already broken through to the real human realm, people were talking about it.

Although we look forward to a more exciting fierce battle and Mu Feng’s turn of defeat into victory again, everyone knows it is unlikely. It is unlikely that a person will not have any luck in his life; but it is always so lucky that it is impossible to turn bad luck into good times!

People were secretly worried about Mu Feng, let alone students such as Wen Feixue and Ye Kexuan, who were frowning and widening their eyes nervously. Only the palace master Ye Beigong, who was sitting in front of the hanging platform, still had a calm face and wandered thousands of miles. I don’t know if he was confident, full of confidence in Mu Feng, or he was unable to help, so he had to just let it go with the flow and leave it to fate.

"Master Wuyin, please!"

Mu Feng took a deep breath and slowly raised the Qiu Hong sword in his hand.

On the surface, he was calm and calm; in secret, he was as if he was facing a great enemy, and his spirit was tense. Not far away, monk Wuyin, wearing a gray monk robe, looked respectful and polite. When he felt it carefully, he could feel a terrible fluctuation of power. Calm, low-key, powerful... Such an opponent is obviously more arrogant than the arrogant and arrogant Zhan Feng.

In front of such an opponent, it is obviously unlikely that he would seriously injure him and turn him into victory in one fell swoop!

Mu Feng secretly swelled the blood and blood in his body, ready for a life-and-death battle. However, the monk Wuyin, who was standing opposite, did not take action for a long time. After looking up and down, he said meaningfully: "Young Master Mu, fighting, killing, life-and-death duel is actually boring! Why don't we compete in another way, what do you think?"

"Oh, what method?" Mu Feng was a little surprised.

"It's very simple. I sit cross-legged on the ground without moving. If you break through the shield outside my body in an incense stick, you will win; otherwise, I will win, what if I win?"

Monk Wuyin smiled faintly, flipped his right hand, and took out a blue oil lamp and a wooden fish from somewhere.

While speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground and placed the green oil lamp in front of him. With a light tap on the wooden fish in his hand, the inconspicuous oil lamp burst out with a dazzling green light, covering his body and forming a tight shield. After careful observation, you can find that behind him, there was a faint phantom of a majestic ancient Buddha.

Green lamp, ancient Buddha, wooden fish, old monk...

Monk Wuyin sat quietly on the ground, his face calm, and there was no trace of murderous aura in his body, but it gave people an invincible feeling! The wooden fish in his hand and the oil lamp in front of him looked plain, but in fact there was another world, which made Mu Feng quickly remembered the seven-star soul-sealed lamp in the hands of Master Blind Bi Luotian, and the wooden fish in the hands of Situ Han who met by chance in the Demon battlefield.

Buddhist magic weapons, like ancient Buddhism with a long history, are often profound and powerful!

The more calm and casual Monk Wuyin is, the more unfathomable it gives people a feeling of invincibility! In the calmness, it gives people a heavy pressure!

"Okay, then I'll offend you!"
Chapter completed!
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