The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion of Yuanfo Temple is not a single pavilion, but a collective name for dozens of pavilions and courtyards on a high peak.

Most of the courtyards are occupied by monks who guard the Sutra Pavilion. They are all innate martial arts masters or above the realm of exorcism. There are even two monks of the Kongzi generation who combine spirit and body. They take turns waiting at the place where Buddhist scriptures and martial arts scriptures are actually stored.

On top of several pavilions.

The last time Yang Guang accompanied Xu Huaigu, he stood outside the mountain gate and listened to the voices of everyone talking on the nearby mountains. He roughly figured out where the Sutra Pavilion was.

After leaving the studio, he came directly here.

The monks who guarded the classics were all in high spirits, and some who had been approved to read the classics were even more attentive. However, in front of these people, Yang Guang walked in from the gate and went upstairs step by step, but no one could

see him.

The pinnacle Martial Saint who combines soul and body can use his skin to feel any abnormal movement in the air within a hundred meters. Even if someone has evil thoughts towards him a thousand meters away, he can detect it, but Yang Guang rubbed against him.

As he passed by, all his six sense reactions were normal.

This method of distorting the five senses and blocking the sixth sense does not even require Yang Guang to deliberately maintain careful control. As long as he has such an idea in his heart, the surrounding environment will naturally respond to various changes.

It wasn't Yang Guang who was deceiving these people, it was this Sutra Pavilion and this land that was deceiving them.

Through this way of sensing and interacting with the general environment, Yang Guang can also rely on the superior environmental direction to locate the most important place on the mountain.

This is the so-called technique of Feng Shui.

However, when he stepped into the most important Sutra Pavilion, he noticed that the feng shui environment in an area was extremely stable, and the people there should not be easily affected by the five senses.

Following the stairs to the top floor, Yang Guang saw that person.

Of course, a monk with white monk robes and a ring scar on his head looked like a pine and cypress standing there. But when Yang Guang saw him for the first time, it was like he was seeing countless twists of steel bars and iron cables compressed to the limit.

Twist together.

The monk was not surprised to see Yang Guang. He closed the books in his hands, put them away, put one hand upright in front of his chest, and said, "Hello, my name is Yinyue."

He doesn't seem to have the habit of calling himself a poor monk.

"Yang Guang." Yang Guang politely reported his name and said, "There is still a great master like you lurking in Yuanfo Temple. It seems that he has no reputation outside. Sure enough, the janitor in the library or the one sweeping the floor outside is actually

Are all the important secrets hidden by the sect?"

The monk squeezed his palms, and the white clothes on his arms moved little by little, and said: "No, I come from the fairy world."

Yang Guang looked at the muscles pulsing under the white monk's robes, and didn't care much. He turned his eyes to the scriptures on the bookshelf and said casually: "Immortal world?"

"The so-called fairy world refers to the source of civilization in the many planetary worlds in the outer world." The monk stood facing Yang Guang, his latissimus dorsi squeezed in the middle, and then opened little by little, and the heavy sound was buried in the ground and passed to

In the distance, there was a shock like the galloping of thousands of horses, but it was just a warm-up. "The ancient holy emperors and the medieval philosophers traveled around the world. If they saw some worthy creatures, they would pass down cultural concepts, Taoism, and martial arts.

, among them, some people living on the stars still retain ancient legends, and call the place where the ancient holy emperors and medieval disciples were born the fairy world."

"oh."

After hearing this, Yang Guang understood. It seems that the world marked in the Supreme Gate probably refers to the entire universe, not just the planet under his feet.

This is not surprising. If it were true, the Marvel world inside the door should also refer to the entire universe. However, at that time, Yang Guang met people from the future, but not aliens.

"Okay." The monk seemed to have finished warming up. He wiggled his fingers and showed a hearty smile on his face. "Let's start the fight. You go first or I go first."

"Do you want to fight here?" Yang Guang knocked on the bookshelf next to him.

These bookshelves and even the entire Sutra Pavilion have a strange aura. There must be some magic hidden in them, but this kind of thing is too weak. Whether it is Yang Guang or the monk opposite, as long as they exert their strength, they will probably

Tear up this pavilion like paper.

"You are quite precious about these things. It seems you don't want to steal just one or two copies." Monk Yinyue said.

"It's not stealing." Yang Guang shook his head, "I'm here to get it, because I don't have any grudges, so I will give you some exchange items later."

"Then we have a grudge after the fight?"

"It doesn't count. Before taking something, it is a basic operation to remove the lock."

"Ouch!" Monk Yinyue jumped up and slapped the beam.

The sky is bright.

The roof remained intact, but the secrets throughout the Sutra Pavilion were shattered. The entire roof was lifted into the air and moved out by the monk's slap, leaving the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion in the open air.

There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from outside. The sound was not loud. It was conceivable that the entire roof would fall to the ground at an unnaturally slow speed and still remain intact.

However, such a big movement was enough to alert the guards. The monks from the mountain had quickly rushed here, and some people rang the warning bells.

"If your tone is so loud, let's raise the stakes. If you can beat me, I will give you a few more martial arts books that are not available here."

When Monk Yinyue said these words, he was already high in the air and punched Yang Guang, who was at the same height as him.

After this punch was struck, visible waves in the sky dispersed. Some of the monks who rushed over could not reach that height, and some did not dare to leave their souls, fearing that they would be directly bombarded by the powerful human-immortal fists around them.

After they dispersed, they could only look up at the battle above in the Nazangjing Pavilion.

Looking at the monk in white, he smashed the violent thunder in front of him with one fist, broke through the area where thunder and lightning intertwined with clouds and mist, and came to the man in blue robe.

At the foot of the mountain in the Sutra Pavilion, Meng Shenji's body blocked all his breath, like a piece of blue stone, looking up at the two people in the sky.

"Doufo Yinyue, have you reached the intermediate level of human immortal?"

Monk Yinyue and Meng Shenji came from the same world. They had crossed paths in the past. At that time, the monk had only condensed 108 acupoints, but that was because the Great Zen Temple lacked the classics and followed the path of human beings and immortals.

, it can only reach one hundred and eight acupoints at most.

After coming to this world, he was supplemented by more acupoint condensation methods from the same source, and had a sufficient supply of medicine and nutrients. Yinyue condensed two hundred acupoints in more than ten days!
Chapter completed!