Wu Qingwen and the four proud daughters of the sky even if they didn't like Feng Feiyun again, they still followed, after all, every step Feng Feiyun had taken before was correct, which showed that they were indeed better than them in analyzing human nature.
"Why is the Great Wind Devil so sure that the other party is a monk, and he is hidden in a nearby temple" Jiu Mei blinked her eyes, looking extremely curious, although she was not very old, but she was very bold, and called Feng Feiyun the devil.
"I think he's just trying his luck, if he can't find the Golden Silkworm Sutra within three days, then his death time will come."
All of them were cultivated to be strong, and their bodies were shining with treasure, flying under the clouds, closely following behind the wind and clouds.
Not long after, Feng Feiyun rode the spirit rhino and landed on the ground.
The six thousand miles between the mountains may take a lifetime for ordinary people to cross, but for a spirit beast that has cultivated for thousands of years, it can be crossed in less than an hour.
At the foot is a boulevard lined with stout green pines, all of which have grown for more than five hundred years, and the avenue is made of blue stone slabs that follow a rugged mountain road.
Because the slate is so old, the slate has been stepped out of the hole, and there are still inscriptions of the predecessors on the slab.
"Hum, hum, hum" Buddha bell came from the top of the mountain, melodious and mixed.
This is the stone staircase to the ancient road temple, it is rumored that a monk spent a lifetime polishing, piling up, and digging, there are 38,000 steps, but this ancient road is more famous than the ancient road temple on the top of the mountain.
After seeing what happened to Master Lu, the four proud daughters of the sky were all in a heavy mood, and they couldn't speak all the way, and they were a little less arrogant.
Only Wu Qingwen's state of mind is the highest, her cultivation is outstanding, and her psychological endurance is strong enough, so she took the initiative to talk to Feng Feiyun and said: "The ancient Taoist temple has been inherited for more than 2,400 years, and the high monks who founded Buddhism have a lot of roots with the beast Zhai, and the abbot of the ancient Taoist temple of this generation also has a lot of dealings with our beast Zhai, and is a compassionate monk.
I don't think that man is definitely a disciple of the Ancient Dao Temple. ” "Lord Buddha, I don't need you to teach me how to do things."
Feng Feiyun's hands collided with iron chains, and he took a few steps faster, walked to the edge of a cliff outside the ancient road, squatted down, and saw a shallow footprint on the ground, and took his finger to stroke on the footprint, with a wicked smile on his face: "Half a day ago." ” Feng Feiyun followed that footprint to find the ancient Dao Temple, the footprints will only leave one every dozens of miles, it is very difficult to find, Feng Feiyun found this place by virtue of the sense of that breath.
It was still exactly the same footprint, but the familiar aura that should have been there disappeared, what was going on, could it be that his cultivation was so much stronger in just two months Feng Feiyun's smile disappeared, and he said solemnly, "No, the footprints found earlier were all left two months ago, and that was the time when he left the Beast Control Zhai, but this footprint was left half a day ago, could it be that he had already comprehended the Golden Silkworm Sutra within two months and left the customs."
If this is really the case, then even if Wu Qingwen makes a move, she may not be that man's opponent.
Feng Feiyun has always felt that that man is the supreme pride of the younger generation, no matter how strong his cultivation is, he can only compete with the peak powerhouse of the half-step giant at most, after all, if his cultivation is strong enough, he will not use Yuluo to help him deceive the Golden Silkworm Sutra, let alone taboo the four Supreme Elders who guard the Golden Silkworm Sutra.
But if his talent is strong enough to spend two months to comprehend the Golden Silkworm Sutra, and he can also completely restrain the breath on his body, so that the breath does not escape into the footprints, then his cultivation is more than ten times stronger in these two months.
This is a rather bad sign.
"Feng Feiyun, what are you looking at" A proud girl of the sky walked over and asked Feng Feiyun curiously.
Feng Feiyun recognized this woman, her name is Painting Halberd Condensing Incense, she has outstanding talents, the fourth level of cultivation of the Mandate of Heaven, and the spirit of Buddhism is incomparable.
He stood up, smiled, and said, "Don't you want to deal with that man, now give you a chance, if you can erase this footprint, I believe that you are not a vase, able to take him a move and a half." ” "Feng Feiyun, you look down on people too much, I refuse to do such insulting things."
The long hair is like ink, and the jade skin is colorful.
"Haha, you can all try, if anyone can erase that footprint, I will give him ten third-grade Gathering Source Spiritual Pills."
Anyway, they have already found the hiding place of the terrible opponent, and Feng Feiyun has become extremely comfortable, planning to tease these proud girls of the sky, so as not to keep them looking like no one in their eyes, and let them know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is.
Feng Feiyun really took out ten third-grade Juyuan spirit pills, just like ten agate with bright agate, and placed them on the stone platform, dazzling.
They are really excited, the three-grade spirit pill is unavoidable, it is very rare, not to mention that Feng Feiyun also took out ten pieces at a time, of course, they are all in a very high mood, it is impossible to be played by Feng Feiyun as a monkey just because of ten three-grade spirit pills.
The main reason is still curiosity, because Feng Feiyun dared to take out ten three-grade Juyuan Spirit Pills to gamble, which means that this footprint is indeed extraordinary, maybe there is really something strange.
Wu Qingwen's eyes were dazzling, and a circle of light shot out, staring at the footprint, a pair of pupils dilated slightly, obviously sensing something.
Her cultivation and knowledge are far beyond these proud women of the heavens, in the world of cultivating immortals, some people who have a very high comprehension of the way of heaven have left their own traces on the earth, and the traces contain their way, which is extremely difficult to be wiped out, and it will not disappear for thousands of years.
Painting halberd Ningxiang took the lead, with a flick of his sleeves, a piece of white light flew over, and the sand and stones flew on the ground, after the white light passed, there was still a footprint left here on the ground, eternal and immortal.
Several of the proud girls of the sky sighed softly.
Painting Halberd Ning Xiang shot again, this time she used nine layers of cultivation to condense a five-meter-long palm print, from top to bottom, crushing towards the ground, but the footprint still stopped there, and the depth did not change in the slightest.
Painting halberd Ning Xiang forcibly urged a magic power, this time not only did she not break that footprint, but almost injured herself because of the power of the supernatural power, "How is it possible" Chi Yao sacrificed a white spirit sword, there were nine white butterflies flying on the blade, and a sword slashed down, the blade shattered the boulder on the edge of the cliff, but did not wipe out the footprint, and the stones around the footprints were not broken, as if there was a kind of heavenly power protecting it.
The other two Heavenly Pride Girls still wanted to make a move, but they were all stopped by Wu Qingwen, and said: "That is a master's footprints intertwined with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, it is useless for you to attack with magical moves, only with your Dao, it is possible to wipe out that footprint, and you are played by Feng Feiyun." ” "Haha" Feng Feiyun put away the ten three-grade spirit pills, and then walked straight towards the ancient road temple on the top of the mountain.
"Who left this footprint" Zen Ling'er chased after her, she just tried to use her own way to erase that footprint, but it ended in failure, almost hurting herself.
Her talent is the highest among the four women, and she has been trained in the world, so her prejudice against Feng Feiyun is not too strong, but she admires Feng Feiyun quite a lot.
"That's the guy we're looking for."
Zen Ling'er's heart shook.
Feng Feiyun suddenly stopped, looking towards the position of the top of the mountain, although his cultivation has been sealed and cultivated, but he can still observe the qi and the sky, only to see that on the top of the mountain, a fierce weather is entrenched, there are a hundred black huge dragons shuttling around, weaving a huge black cage above the canopy, among the cages, there is a golden Buddha platform, in which a golden god sits, up to three hundred zhang.
The majestic weather occupies half of the sky and shocks people's hearts.
Any monk who is proficient in qi observation will be shocked by the atmosphere when he comes to this mountain, it is really shocking.
"Hundred Dragons Prisoner Buddha" Feng Feiyun gasped, this is a strange phenomenon, which is rarer than the atmosphere of the "Ninety-Five Supreme Body" of Dongfang Jingshui, but soon Feng Feiyun's body is also surging with evil energy, the evil aura is clear, the battle spirit is boiling, and the mouth emits a "giggle" laugh.
The rhinoceros's spiritual sense was very sharp, and he noticed the change in the aura on Feng Feiyun's body, and said, "Boy, you are actually proficient in Qi Perception, what do you see?"
Zen Ling'er stood on Feng Feiyun's side, with a graceful jade body and a slender posture, like a flawless fairy grass standing on the top of the head of a silver giant wolf, like stepping on a silver divine moon, she also felt the change in the breath on Feng Feiyun's body, it was a bloody battle intent, "The monks who are proficient in contemplating qi are all true wise people and people who have a deep understanding of the way of heaven, Feng Feiyun, what do you see that we can't see." ” Feng Feiyun's face became more and more demonic, the blood in his eyes became more and more abundant, and he smiled: "I think I may already know who he is."
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"Who" Zen Ling'er said.
"The Shenjin Dynasty can have such an atmosphere, and I don't know anyone, there is only one left, the first on the epic genius list, even the heavenly scholars can't figure out who he is, only a wordless.
What a wordless" Feng Feiyun strode towards the top of the mountain, and there were dozens of stairs in one step, and the momentum on each step was stronger.
Feng Feiyun actually wanted to use the atmosphere of the "Hundred Dragons Prison Buddha" on the top of the mountain to break through the seal in his body, and the battle intent on his body became stronger and stronger, and the demonic energy on his body became stronger and stronger, as thick as ink
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