Chapter 97

East of Heiya Town, over the burial day mountains.

"Hahaha, whose pomp is it? It's you, Feng WangSong. Brother Feng, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I'm all right." another sound came through the sky. In the far horizon, an old man riding a black leopard appeared. The old man had white beard and white eyebrows. The steps of the black leopard moved slowly in the air. It seemed slow, but it was much faster than the general flying sword.

As soon as the old man appeared, someone immediately commented: "Feng Wang song? It turns out that the man is the eldest of Liuyun West Pavilion, song, moon, cloud and sea. The old man riding the Panther should be the old Panther of demon hunting workshop. It is said that the Panthers he sat down were all cultivation accomplishments in the mysterious world. With years of fighting and tacit understanding, I'm afraid the treasure will fall into his hands."

"Hey, old man, you look familiar." someone suddenly shouted in the crowd.

Suddenly someone was surprised and said, "I recognize this old man. I also met him face to face. He was the receptionist who bought the demon beast golden pill in the demon refining workshop. He thought he was an ordinary man, but he didn't expect to be a master in the xuanjing realm."

"That said, I also recognized that it was really him" and humane.

"Hahaha, everybody, I'm old and polite." seeing that many people recognized themselves, the old Panther laughed and arched his hands to the people.

This proud look obviously pretended to be low-key, and then came out in a high-profile at this moment to win the attention of the public. Song Fei couldn't help but despise it. However, Song Fei was a little envious of the old Panther: "it's really cool to have a mount. You can help yourself fight at a critical time. Do you want to get one in the future?"

Among the practitioners, there are also many demons to serve as mounts. Some potential demons can grow with their masters.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Benefactors, I'm polite to abstain from greed." just as everyone was watching the old panther, a Buddha's horn suddenly came again. This time, the voice was not as arrogant as before, but as gentle and kind as spring breeze.

I saw a middle-aged fat monk with a shaved head, kind-hearted and wearing a gray monk's clothes coming slowly from the sky.

The fat monk is accompanied by an 11-year-old little monk. The little monk shaves his head, wears the same color of monk's clothes, and hangs a string of black sandalwood Buddha beads on his neck. His beautiful eyes, especially his clear and spotless eyes, make people close to each other. The little monk is being photographed by the old monk with magic power and standing next to the fat monk. The fat monk is walking with his feet empty and slowly walking away from him The horizon is pacing.

"Buddha practice? Is this the Buddha practice in the rumor?" someone finally exclaimed in the crowd.

Song Fei's heart moved and listened carefully to the discussion in the crowd.

"Buddhist monk, is he from Leiyin temple?" someone asked.

"It should be. There are three holy places of cultivation in our cultivation world, namely, xumiao sect, Xianxia Valley and Leiyin temple. Only the most mysterious Leiyin temple is the only holy place of Buddha cultivation. Leiyin Temple disciples usually travel all over the world to kill demons and demons. They are the most duty. They are always kind to others, help others everywhere and never bully the weak. What I didn't expect is that there will be people in Leiyin Temple today, I wonder if the people of the other three holy places will also come. "

"Ha ha, quit greed, we haven't seen each other for a long time." the old black leopard saw the monk who quit greed, and his voice came out again.

"I haven't seen you for 150 years. I haven't seen you in a hundred years, benefactor panther and benefactor Feng. I'm polite." the greedy monk said to the old panther.

"Your Leiyin temple has nothing to contend with the world. Are you going to compete for treasures today?" the wind looked at Songlang on the magnificent carriage.

Jie greedy made a Buddhist name and said slowly: "no, if I am a decent person competing for treasures today, I will not do it. I'm afraid that a demon clan will appear and kill my human beings. I have to disturb you."

The old black leopard and Feng WangSong could not help but change their faces when they heard the speech. The old black leopard put away his pride on his face: "demon clan, how can it still appear in the world? Is that true?"

The fat monk still said slowly: "I'm not sure. Maybe my Terran is powerful at the moment and the demon clan doesn't dare to show up. I'm here just in case. Eh, there are two more experts in my Terran. They are all rising stars."

While the three were talking, two more Changhong came from a distance. One stepped on a flying sword and looked like a young man in his twenties. His face was dignified and his eyebrows were full of pride.

"I'm Zhao Rongyi of xumiao sect. I'll see you all." the young man arched his hands at several experts. Although he said goodbye, he looked arrogant and didn't have the consciousness of being a younger generation.

"Oh, I'm a generation later than us. Young Xia, I'm young and promising." the three people didn't seem to see his proud expression and still smiled and greeted him.

The other man looks like a man in his thirties, wearing a scholar bun and a clean but slightly wrinkled man's long shirt, like a learned man in the world, handsome and elegant.

Feng WangSong arched his hand at the man and said, "young Xia, you are so old that you have reached the mysterious realm. I don't know which sect you are."

The elegant man smiled: "I'll meet you, master Hua Zong and Sima zhe next month."

"Sima Zhe, this is Sima Zhe, the leader of Yuehua sect." the crowd talked about it one after another.

This place is closest to yuehuazong. Sima Zhe's reputation is unknown as long as he often haunts the buried moon mountains. It's just that this man is a dragon without a tail. It's hard for ordinary people to see him.

Sima zhe? Sima zhe was the leader of Yuehua sect. Song Fei immediately remembered that when he was in lianyunfeng, the man in grey said to himself that this was Sima Zhe's territory. He heard that the daughter of the leader of Yuehua sect was Bi yanrou, and thought that the leader's surname was Bi, so he didn't think that Sima Zhe, whose surname was Sima, was Bi yanrou's father and the leader of Yuehua sect.

And it seems that he is so young that he is a strong man in the xuanjing.

In the waiting crowd, dozens of figures suddenly shot out, standing behind Sima Zhe and saluting respectfully: "meet the leader."

It seems that these people are from Yuehua sect. After all, this is still yuehuazong's territory.

Sima zhe raised his hand slightly and motioned that everyone should not be polite. Then he said, "you can't compete for heavy treasures. See if you have luck to win other treasures. But yuehuazong doesn't lack ordinary treasures. You should focus on experience."

"Yes," said the crowd.

Song Fei looked at the favored son of heaven. In the past month, he also heard a lot of rumors about the leader of Yuehua sect. With one person's strength, he took a Yuehua sect into the ranks of a first-class sect. What's more surprising is that it is said that this person is very young and can't be compared with the old panther and others present.

"He's here too." Song Fei's eyes shrunk and quietly stared at an old man, who was long Zhijie.

Jie greedy said with the Buddha's name: "I didn't expect that such a young expert could appear in Yuehua sect in a month. It's really lucky for my people. If you want to, I can sit down and discuss the Dharma later. I can share some cultivation experience with you. As for the donor's experience, if it's inconvenient, you don't have to tell it. How about it?"

As soon as he spoke, there was an uproar on all sides, and everyone showed an unbelievable look. Unexpectedly, the monk who abstained from greed was willing to devote his whole life's cultivation experience without paying back. Even though Sima Zhe's state of mind has long been as stable as a rock, he still couldn't help but look surprised when he heard the words to stop greed. If he could understand the concept of Buddha cultivation, he might have double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism at that time. Sima zhe said in a deep voice: "thank you, elder."

"I'm afraid I won't trust the poor monk in my heart, benefactor. It doesn't hurt. I'll tell you my life experience. Whether it's true or false, benefactor can tell it by myself."

"Boom ~" just as they were talking, a loud noise came from the valley, and the purple light emitted from the sky suddenly converged towards the valley as if absorbed by a huge suction.

"Wow ~" a huge gap of ten meters wide and 100 meters long suddenly opened on the earth in the valley. Suddenly, a more dazzling purple light sprayed out from the crack.

"The treasure was born." the crowd flew away in the direction of the treasure.

"Chirp ~" a broken voice came, and a purple shadow suddenly came out of the huge crack. Purple glow.

This is a huge magic sword. The whole body is purple. The body of the sword is slender. The double edges flash a frightening cold light. The hand guard is like the angry wings of two unknown beasts. It is elegant and beautiful. The hilt of the sword is carved with unknown texture, which is as profound as the track of heaven and earth.

All the experts in the sky are moved

The design of the sword is superb. Just appearance can't help but make people love. The power shown on the sword body eclipses everyone's magic weapon in front of the sword. In contrast, it seems to be garbage on the side of the road.

"Grab it." I don't know who shouted.

The crowd who had been watching suddenly flew towards the purple sword in a swarm. Waiting for the birth of the treasure, many people can't help but get hot in the face of the opportunity to ascend to the sky.

"Ha ha, I'm the fastest..." the first person, who was closest to the divine sword, just wanted to announce his joy to the people. Immediately, he didn't finish his words, but was crushed by hundreds of lights behind him, and there was no residue left. Together, the dozens of people who followed behind were destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, the fall of a person could not stop the people who were already hot headed. More people turned into a stream of people and rushed towards the purple sword.

The cultivators who were not close to the purple sword in the back operated mana and attacked one after another, bombarding the front endlessly. In an instant, a large number of people close to the purple sword turned into dust under the attack of the crowd behind.