It is precisely because of this that Lan Feng likes this technique very much.
"It seems that it is right to cooperate with the Shen brothers and sisters to the Huangta Mainland this time." Lan Feng said with some luck.
Walking along the mountain trail, Lan Feng walked along the stone wall, looking very careful, so it was obviously not easy for other martial artists to discover it.
When he reached the top, Lanfeng stopped moving forward and emitting thousands of thoughts. After discovering something dangerous, Lanfeng slowly walked out of the winding path and came to the top of the mountain.
The mountain is completely an ancient and beautiful temple.
"There must be a magical technique or spiritual skill here in the ancient Buddha's path, which actually condenses the spiritual power of heaven and earth to turn into a palace-like existence." Looking at this temple and palace, Lan Feng seemed shocked.
However, at this time, leaves fell in front of the temple gate. The desolate leaves could not be concealed, and sword marks were left in the desolate leaves, and the traces of killing were left.
From these, we can see that there has been more than a tragic fight in the temple, and many powerful people in the fight left their heroic souls to accompany them forever.
But what Lanfeng couldn't imagine was what kind of power it would destroy here? But now it is obviously not a good time to think about these things, so Lanfeng stepped forward toward the gate.
Behind the door, there was a completely large temple, with many ancient buildings in the courtyard. Going to the left, there was a wooden corridor with some small trees wrapped around the corridor.
The small tree zipped and turned, and finally returned to the front of the door on the right, and walked to the corridor on the left of Lanfeng. After passing the corridor, there was a symmetrical side by side, with more than 30 houses.
From these houses, Haotian could know that these are the thirty-six Buddhist houses.
The Thirty-Six Room has always been a place where monks practice their exercises, and many powerful people extend from here, so they have always been very famous here.
Just as Lan Feng was thinking about the affairs of the ancient Buddha and the Tao and pondering what happened, the fighting sounded from the thirty-six rooms, and the word "smart..." came from the room of the soldier.
Through the window, I saw a young martial arts practitioner holding a golden-backed machete in his hand and glaring at the other martial arts practitioners. They practiced quite a lot, but they were all martial arts practitioners who had not realized the meaning of enlightenment. The influence on the head was not very big, but it was very intense.
Another Xiuwu who was chased by the Golden Back Machete Magic Warrior, except for a long sword in his hand, was also covered with a sealed light in his left hand. It was obviously all caused by the sealed light.
The sealed light should be some kind of martial arts. Both of them were obviously scrambling for the martial arts or spiritual judgment to take action.
"Brother Wu, the Heart Sutra of Samantabhadra is something I need very much. I hope Brother Wu can let go and give it to him. If you encounter other martial arts or spiritual decisions later, you will definitely let it go." Wu Xiu, who held a big machete in his hand, said.
"It sounds nice, everyone has agreed. Join forces to enter. The martial arts or spiritual skills you encounter are all based on luck. Don't you think you broke your promise at this time?" The young man surnamed Wu snorted coldly, flipped around and put away the sealing light martial arts.
"You are looking for death, death." Wu Xiu, holding a golden machete, was obviously unhappy with the actions of the young man surnamed Wu, and glared at him with anger. His body was instantly covered with a faint layer of gray air.
The two of them killed each other after a disagreement. The swords and swords were lit up, and the light was shining.
"Haha..., the fight was very lively."
At this time, a burst of laughter came from the eaves, and a thin little Wu walked out with a sword and landed in front of the two of them.
"Brother, what do you mean? This is a matter between me and my brothers. Could it be that you have to interfere with one move and force it to rob it."
The appearance of this thin Wu Xiu caused the two surnamed Wu to stop the war and stand on the same front in an instant.
"Let go to Samantabhadra Heart Sutra, you can leave, Mo did not mean to leave you." Mo Xingwu Xiu said lightly, unable to see what he thought.
"Don't think about it."
He snorted, and the two men from Wu surnamed Wu Xiu were attacking directly towards the Mo surnamed Wu Xiu, trying to kill his opponent. Although the Samantabhadra Heart Sutra is not a powerful martial art or spiritual skill, it is an incredible treasure and is unique in the world. They will not let go.
"I don't have the power to die for me." The Wu Xiu surnamed Mo instantly exuded a strong Taoist meaning, controlling the surging of Zhou Tian's spiritual energy. Suddenly, he raised his big hand and fell down again, and killed the two Wu and left.
The three people were obviously not opponents of the same level and could not face the killing of Wu Xiu, a surnamed Mo.
After killing the two, Wu Xiu, surnamed Mo, looked at them with disdain, and grabbed them out of thin air with his hands. The sealed Samantabhadra Heart Sutra flew up from the dead and fell into Wu Xiu's hand.
After obtaining the Samantabhadra Heart Sutra, Wu Xiu showed a smug smile on his face. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his wisdom and luck.
After collecting the Heart Sutra of Samantabhadra, the Wu Xiu surnamed Mo asked again whether there were any treasures, martial arts, or spiritual decisions on them, and determined that the two paupers had nothing to do, the Wu Xiu surnamed Mo took the step out of the military room. (To be continued...)