After saying this, Zhao Long covered his head. He felt a little dizzy. He was treated as a blood bank these days, so he felt uncomfortable. He used to have strong muscles, but he seemed to have become the skinny man with glasses in the past.
"Holy crap, how did I become like this?"
At this time, Zhao Long also discovered his physical condition and was immediately shocked.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "You almost died."
"I almost died? What happened these days? Why can't I remember anything?" Zhao Long looked confused.
"It's nothing. It's okay now. Just hope you're okay."
Zhang Yifeng didn't explain too much. After returning, Zhao Long needs to replenish his body before he can bleed and extract poison.
Shortly after Zhao Long woke up, the woman next to him also woke up. This woman was not from Weiwo City, but a nearby villager.
Zhang Yifeng sent her back to the village, and then led Zhao Long back to Weiwo City.
Zhao Long's body needed to recuperate. Zhang Yifeng asked him to have a good rest first. After resting, he would drink 400cc of blood every day. Zhang Yifeng spent an hour pumping and specially refined some elixirs for Zhao Long. After taking this elixir, half
After a few months, the toxins from the blood can be eliminated.
After doing all this, Zhang Yifeng returned to his room.
He took out the demon-suppressing scroll again and penetrated it with his thoughts. A dark space appeared in his consciousness.
This dark space is where the Demon Suppression Scroll is used to imprison evil spirits.
In this space at this moment, there is only the red spirit corpse. The red spirit is lying on the ground, arranged in a large font, and seems to be sleeping.
Zhang Yifeng ignored Hong Ling, withdrew his consciousness, and carefully looked at the demon-suppressing scroll.
At this time, the demon-suppressing scroll became wordless again. But as long as Zhang Yifeng thought, words would appear on it. It records all kinds of evil spirits suppressed by the demon-suppressing scroll from ancient times to the present.
Zhang Yifeng still finds it incredible. He never thought that he would get such a magical weapon.
He was even a little scared.
If he hadn't killed Shen Qingteng and offended the Shen family, if the Shen family hadn't sent people to kill him twice, he wouldn't have gotten the demon-suppressing scroll. If he hadn't gotten the demon-suppressing scroll, he would have died in the red spirit corpse
In his hands, the Red Spirit will bring a disaster to the whole of China.
This seems to be like what Buddhism says, everything in the world is connected by cause and effect.
Just when Zhang Yifeng was sighing in his heart, the phone rang. As soon as he returned to the earthly world, Zhang Yifeng would take out the phone and put it in his pocket.
After looking at the caller ID, Zhang Yifeng's pupils trembled slightly.
The call was from Monk Jueyuan.
What is this monk going to do?
After adjusting his mind, Zhang Yifeng answered the phone.
"Amitabha, donor Zhang, you are well."
Jue Yuan's voice came immediately.
"If you have anything to do with me, just tell me directly." Zhang Yifeng asked. Based on his understanding of Jue Yuan, as long as he calls, something will definitely happen.
"The donor really understands the poor monk. The poor monk said it bluntly. The donor has had both blessings and misfortunes these days. Generally speaking, he is a blessing in disguise."
Zhang Yifeng frowned and said, "Let's get to the point."
"Amitabha, donor, I guess you will go to the Hidden Gate again soon. This time, please take me with you."
"Take you with me?"
Zhang Yifeng's body trembled. This was the first time Jue Yuan said he wanted to go to Yinmen.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't go to the Hidden Gate?"
"Donor, I never said I would not go to the Hidden Gate, but I said the time has not come yet."
"Then it's here now?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown.
Jueyuan nodded and said calmly: "It's almost done."
Zhang Yifeng was silent, and then said: "I have a question I have always wanted to ask you. Is there a Buddhist door in the hidden door?"
"have."
"That's strange. I've been to Yinmen so many times, but I haven't heard of Buddhism."
"Because Buddhism is not strong and has not formed a huge sect force. They all practice their own way."
Zhang Yifeng understood that what Jue Yuan meant was that Buddhism in the Yinmen was spread all over the Yinmen and was not uniform. There were temples of all sizes. Despite this, the power of Buddhism should not be underestimated. It is possible that a small
There are Buddhist masters in the temple.
"Why are you going to Yinmen?" Zhang Yifeng asked again.
"Amitabha, if the poor monk said that I went to the Hidden Gate to help you, would you believe it?"
"letter."
Zhang Yifeng spoke without hesitation.
"But I want to know what it will do for you to help me."
Zhang Yifeng does not think that Jue Yuan chose him and unconditionally deduced his fortune and predicted good and bad luck, and really wanted nothing. There must be something Jue Yuan needs in him. Or Jue Yuan needs Zhang Yifeng to take his place.
What does he do?
There are some things that Jue Yuan cannot do, but Zhang Yifeng can do.
"Amitabha, it's okay to tell the donor honestly. The poor monk spent thirty years of his life to deduce a future. And this future can only be brought to me by you. I want to go to a place where a true Buddhist can practice
This land is also the hometown of my ancestor. It is there that my Dharma can be further advanced."
Zhang Yifeng seemed to have thought of something, but still asked: "Where is that?"
"A stronger place."
Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up, and he guessed that the place Jueyuan was talking about was probably Lingyue Continent.
By the way, Zhang Yifeng remembered that Jue Yuan said that his master’s master came from the Hidden Sect. So, what about his master’s master’s master, or even his ancestor? Could it be that the ancestor of Jue Yuan’s lineage came from
From Lingyue Continent?
The more he thought about it, the more Zhang Yifeng felt that this possibility was very high. Otherwise, how could Jueyuan know about that more powerful place.
Zhang Yifeng felt that if he wanted to thoroughly understand these things, he must join the mysterious sect of the Yinmen.
All of this is definitely related.
"Donor, in three days, I will come to Weiwo City and arrange a place for me to cultivate. When you go to Yinmen again, call me."
Jue Yuan's voice came again.
"good."
Zhang Yifeng nodded. Jue Yuan wanted to go to the Hidden Gate with him, which was definitely a good thing for him. The mysterious Jue Yuan was probably a powerful force. Why wouldn't he do it if he brought Jue Yuan with him?
?
"Donor, that's it, I won't disturb your practice."
Jueyuan spoke again and hung up the phone.
Zhang Yifeng put away the phone and continued to consolidate and improve his cultivation.
Jueyuan called him, probably figuring out his plan to develop in Yinmen. The next time Zhang Yifeng enters Yinmen, he will definitely make a big noise in Yinmen.
After all, he is a man who wants to be the enemy of the 108th branch city and the eight main cities.
By the way, we have to add the Shen family from the royal city, and maybe even a royal family in the end.
In other words, Zhang Yifeng is almost going to be the enemy of the entire Hidden Sect. But, what is there to be afraid of?