There is indeed a small sect's ruins hidden inside it. However, except for the Taichu Martial Spirit Ling Tian, no one paid much attention to the treasure inside. There are also tyrannical zombies guarding it, but for Ling Tian today,
They are like puppets and can be destroyed easily.
The Taichu Martial Spirit here is none other than Ao Zi Jue.
Harvesting two Taichu in one day, this kind of luck, made Lingtian feel happy. He flew out of the ruins, Lingtian let out a long roar, shaking the entire West Sea, and then the Chief Qingxu Cauldron disappeared into the vast sky and sea, no longer alive.
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After half an hour, a dense mass of tens of thousands of huge sea monsters emerged from under this sea area, and what floated in the middle was a giant shrimp that looked like a dragon. If it were just one
If its head is exposed, people may even mistake it for the birth of a divine dragon.
Whoosh!
This sea monster took the form of a human, holding a trident in its hand, wearing a red armor, and its face was also vermilion, like a roasted crab shell.
He was suspended between the sky and the sea, and he sensed it carefully for a moment. His tense face was full of shock and anger, "It does have the aura of the Taichu Martial Spirit and the top-level mysterious treasure!"
"Hmph, do you think you have dealt with it cleanly, and my shrimp dragon clan can't do anything to you??"
"This Western Sea is like my blood. Your breath cannot escape my feeling."
"Kill my relatives and seize my treasures from the West Sea. If you let you go out of the West Sea, I, Xia Jing, will kill myself at the altar of the Dragon Palace in the West Sea, hum!"
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Before the powerful men from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple encountered the shrimp dragon clan army, Ling Tian had already arrived at the foot of Mount Putuo by using the strange formations deployed by the Phantom Stinging Bees on the merchant ship.
"Wow, it's really spectacular."
The moment he walked out of the Qimen Formation, Ling Tian felt something in his heart, and immediately he couldn't help but look up towards Mount Putuo.
I saw that all the hills of the entire mountain range looked like Buddha statues with palms clasped and sitting in majestic appearance.
The surrounding golden light is really shining like the Buddha's light, which is extremely majestic.
Among those mountains, one peak stood out particularly majestically.
Just like the Buddha among ten thousand Buddhas, he is sitting on the lotus platform.
Lingtian is the main peak of Putuo Mountain and the sect of Wanfo Temple.
Across the mountains and rivers, Ling Tian could still see the densely packed golden light spots on the mountains, no less than ten thousand.
That is the golden body that Wanfo Temple has created every time a Sanxian Buddha has been achieved since the temple was built.
Now over the past ten thousand years, there have been no less than ten thousand.
On the edge of Putuo Mountain near the sea, there is a ring-shaped city building, with many inns and shops inside. Except for the restaurants and pavilions without railings, everything else is almost the same as the human city outside.
And these are all living places prepared for lay disciples.
Feeling the Buddha's majesty filling the sky, Ling Tian took a deep breath, clasped his hands in front of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple in the distance, and recited a Buddha's name in his heart.
Wanfo Temple is kind to the human race and deserves Lingtian's respect.
When Ling Tian came out of the formation, the evil spirit in his body was wiped out by the Buddha's light, his heart was calm, and his cultivation level stabilized instantly.
Perhaps, the only place in the world that can do this is Mount Putuo, a holy land.
Once ashore, Ling Tian found a group of people from the Han family who had been placed in the city at the foot of Putuo Mountain.
Seeing Ling Tian return safely, the Han family breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Duoduo was even more happy to be held by Ling Tian. If Han's father hadn't dragged Duoduo off because he was afraid of offending Ling Tian, the little girl would have been stuck on Ling Tian's body all the time.
"Sir, you came to Putuo Mountain for business, right? Now that my Han family has settled down, you don't need to worry about us, just go and do your business..."
Father Han said respectfully.
"That's right, Almsgiver Lingtian, don't worry in Mount Putuo. In the past ten thousand years, there has never been a fight here. Everyone here is humble and kind. Everyone comes to worship Buddha. Those who have thoughts of killing are all
You cannot enter Mount Putuo."
The lay disciple who was responsible for escorting the Han family back also smiled.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Ling Tian also suddenly remembered that everyone he met along the way was indeed greeted with smiles, and he really did not sense any evil aura or murderous thoughts.
This is truly a masterpiece.
"If that's the case, then I'm relieved. I do still have things to do, so I left."
Ling Tian leaned over and pinched Han Duoduo's fleshy little face, and said: "Little girl, obediently worship Buddha here, don't be playful."
"I know, brother, don't worry." Han Duoduo said sweetly.
Ling Tian exchanged a few words with the Han family and then left with the lay disciple.
He originally thought about giving some benefits to the warrior, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea. Monks pay the most attention to cause and effect. Accumulating virtue and doing good deeds is their greatest treasure, and it is not just for benefits.
However, as soon as Ling Tian left the inn, he sensed a familiar scent.
Looking up, Qin Shaoyang and Ye Baoer in the crowd were already laughing and looking at him.
"Brother-in-law, you are finally here!"
"You kid, how do you know I'm here?!"
Ling Tian walked down and punched Qin Shaoyang in the chest.
"Oh, brother-in-law, please be gentle! Your combat power is now comparable to that of a late Sanxian. If you touch me, I will die!"
Qin Shaoyang grinned and covered his chest.
"You are so poor, please reply to your brother-in-law quickly."
Ye Baoer pinched Qin Shaoyang's ears and spat.
"Hey, brother-in-law, don't you know how famous you are now?"
"When you appeared on the West Sea, Mount Putuo knew about it. Most of the lay disciples are my friends, so I naturally know that you are here."
Qin Shaoyang rubbed his hands and said.
"Haha, that's it."
Ling Tian nodded and looked at Qin Shaoyang and Ye Baoer, but found that their cultivation levels had improved by leaps and bounds, and now they had both broken through to the Martial Emperor realm.
Even Qin Shaoyang has reached the level of a second-level Martial Emperor, which is a level higher than Lingxi, Li Shishi and others before he left Jiuxiao.
This was really something that Ling Tian didn't expect.
"With your cultivation...what's going on? Could it be that you got some chance?"
Ling Tian couldn't help but ask.
Originally, he was thinking of wooing Qin Shaoyang.
"Haha, you don't know something about this. I don't know what happened to Wanfo Temple. They said that my wisdom was very good. Even if I didn't become a monk, they still treated me as a true disciple and gave me a copy of the Polo Heart Sutra.
, I usually retreat in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and use their Buddhist light resources and formations to practice. Not to mention, my cultivation has improved by such a rapid pace that it even scares me."
Qin Shaoyang shrugged.
"You're really lucky, kid."
After Ling Tian heard this, he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
He secretly thought that Qin Shaoyang was probably just out of luck.
"Brother-in-law, this is not the scariest thing!"
Qin Shaoyang suddenly stepped forward and pulled Ling Tian and whispered: "I met an acquaintance at Wanfo Temple."
"Acquaintance, who is it?"
Ling Tian frowned.
Could it be that the person Qin Shaoyang could call an acquaintance was from the Southern Tang Dynasty?
Qin Shaoyang pursed his lips and said calmly: "Liu Yiyi!"
As soon as the three words came out of his mouth, Ling Tian was shaken like a thunderbolt.