Chapter 1335 Welcome to Putian Temple

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"Wang, you are dead." At this moment, Li Yong's anger reached its limit, he suddenly mobilized all the spiritual liquid in his body, poured it into Shi Ying like money, and decided to fight with all his strength.

At this moment, there was a wonderful connection between him and Shi Ying.

He discovered that Shi Ying has a total of ten levels of power, and he has barely opened the first level now.

After secretly calculating, it took a hundred drops of spiritual liquid to activate the first layer of power.

However, the opening of this layer of power suddenly increased his strength greatly, making the pressure of the universe bowl on him suddenly lighten. Under the pressure as heavy as a mountain, he suddenly had the strength to move freely.

The soul also appeared extremely powerful, no longer afraid of the penetration and torture of the golden light.

"Ho!"

Li Yong, who was full of confidence, suddenly shouted, and saw that Shi Ying, who was held tightly by him, emitted a black light, like a black lightning, revealing the power to kill everything.

Raising his arm, the lightning erupted by Shi Ying immediately cut the golden light into a crack more than one meter wide.

Li Yong did not escape from this crack, but finally raised Shi Ying and pointed at the Qiankun Bowl above his head. At this moment, his eyes seemed to see through the golden light and found the weakness of the Qiankun Bowl. Immediately after, Li Yong jumped up violently, breaking through the heavy suppression of the golden light, and the Shiying dagger in his hand directly stabbed the Qiankun alms bowl.

There was only a sound of 'crash', and the Qiankun alms bowl shattered into pieces, falling like snowflakes.

The magic weapon was shattered, and Master Haichan let out a cry of pain, spurting out a mouthful of blood, which could circle the earth almost three hundred times.

"Shi Ying, this is the real Shi Ying!" After a moment of shock, Master Haichan turned around and ran away.

Master Haichan will never forget the memory of twenty years ago.

At that time, he participated in the siege of Nanshan Gate and once fought against Lin Tao.

The cracks on the top of his Qiankun Bowl were created by Lin Tao using Shiying.

After 20 years of repairs, Qiankun Bowl finally regained its strength, but was met with Shi Ying again.

His greatest reliance is the heaven and earth alms bowl,

Seeing that the Qiankun Bowl was crushed by Li Yong, he was almost scared out of his wits. The instinctive reaction is to run away, and the only thought in my heart is to run away.

Where he passed, leaves flew into the sky, and stones rolled around, like a herd of frightened wild horses galloping past; he panicked, knocked down several trees, and smashed several boulders.

He ran so fast that even the rabbit would be ashamed to death, and even the wind would be mad with envy. .

Li Yong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but walked towards Wang Wei step by step, seemingly slowly but really quickly.

Every time he took a step, Wang Wei's heart sank a little; he knew it was over, even Master Haichan was beaten away, and it seemed that no one could protect him; he also wanted to run away, but he couldn't move .

At this time, Wang Wei was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the direction in which Master Haichan was escaping, at the bushes and grass that seemed to have been hit by a car, and at the leaves flying all over the sky; he shouted loudly: "Master, don't leave me behind. ..."

Wang Wei never had a chance to say the following words, because his head had been separated from his body.

One ascended to the sky, and the other fell to the ground; in the middle, there was blood sprayed out.

Like playing football, Li Yong kicked down Wang Wei's head off the cliff, and then kicked the fallen Wang Wei's body off the cliff.

The former underground hero, the chairman of the Wang Group, just died in the deep mountains and old forests.

Putting Shi Ying away, Li Yong untied Bao Yu and Wang Li from the ropes, and gently helped them up.

Seeing purple marks on their wrists and ankles, Li Yong touched them with his palm, and the marks disappeared. Then press it on their backs, using soft spiritual power to heal their viscera.

Just now, they bumped into each other, and under Li Yong's gentle caress, the injuries they suffered quickly healed.

Bao Yu and Wang Li stared blankly at Li Yong, with vigilant eyes, as if they were looking at a stranger.

"What's the matter?" Li Yong felt puzzled. After treating their internal injuries, shouldn't they be happy and laughing? Shouldn't you send a kiss and say thank you?

What does it mean to stare with this strange look? Li Yong was puzzled for a while.

"Brother Yong, you, you, you were so scary just now." Wang Li stammered, "I was scared to death."

"Well, yes." Baoyu nodded seriously: "It's so scary."

scary? Li Yong touched his face and felt that he was still the same as before!

However, he soon understood that it must be because his expression just now was too scary!

Just now, Li Yong was too nervous. The blow to the Qiankun Bowl almost consumed all his strength, which made him feel like his body was being hollowed out. He just wanted to lie down for a while and drink a cup of tea to refresh himself.

Then he hacked Wang Wei to death, decapitated him, and kicked him off the cliff... He had never shown such a cruel side in front of any woman. Yes, the country must have scared them because he was too bloody just now.

Li Yong apologized for a while, if he had known earlier, he would have restrained himself, brother has ideals, ambitions and love, okay?

No matter how difficult the situation is, you should smile at life!

Taking a deep breath, Li Yong tried his best to relax himself, and then asked with a smile, "Are you all right?"

"fine."

"It's okay." Baoyu and Hongli also smiled. The fear just now has gone with the wind.

"There is Putian Temple on the other side of the mountain, let's go to that old monk to settle the score." Li Yong immediately decided.

"Brother Yong, that old monk is so powerful." Wang Li immediately stopped him: "Let's forget it!"

"Brother Yong, that's his lair, maybe there will be many helpers." Bao Yu also hurriedly persuaded: "Anyway, we have nothing to lose, and you killed Wang Wei, if you do it again, I'm afraid it won't be good. "

"Damn Wang Wei, you dare to plot against you in front of me! It's really audacious." Li Yong suppressed his anger, and tried to use this indifferent tone to say, "Whoever dares to bully you, he should die."

Wang Li and Bao Yu were overjoyed, but they still advised: "Let's go back early!"

"Or you go back first, I will go to Putian Temple to have a look, and I will go back soon!" Li Yong discussed.

"We're with you." Seeing that Li Yong couldn't be persuaded, Wang Li and Bao Yu made up their minds to follow Li Yong.

"Let's go!" Li Yong immediately led them over the mountain ahead to the front of Putian Temple.

The reason why he insisted on going to Putian Temple was because after seeing Master Haichan returning, he suppressed the injury in his body and dared not let others know. Therefore, Li Yong guessed that there must be someone feared by Master Haichan in the monastery.

This made Li Yong very curious, not only the monks inside, but also the dilapidated scene.

Because this is a dilapidated ancient temple, a part of it is ruined and desolate, as if it had been burned by fire.

There are a few remaining houses in the back, the beams are old, and there are a few monks living there, and the cleaning is fairly clean.

Master Haichan quietly returned to a house, and was sitting cross-legged in front of an even older monk.

The old monk was skinny, with snowy and long eyebrows that almost covered his eyes. His face was full of bones and no flesh; the folds of his face were full of dust. He seemed to have been sitting there for a long time without moving.

Comparing him with the tall Master Haichan, he looks thin and small, like a malnourished child.

But his voice was so loud that it shook the dust on the beams of the house.

The old monk was talking about Buddhist scriptures, while Master Haichan and two other younger monks sat on the futon and listened quietly.

Li Yong couldn't see the strength of the old monk who taught the scriptures, but he could see that Master Haichan and the other two monks were both strong in the spiritual realm. Of the three spiritual masters, only Master Haichan is a subversive in the spiritual realm, and the other two are minor successes in the spiritual realm.

Although there are three strong spiritual realms here, Li Yong doesn't take it seriously.

Because Master Haichan was already injured, the other two were not to worry about.

The only thing that made Li Yong afraid was the skinny old monk who was lecturing.

Li Yong quietly examined his body, and found that although his meridians were thick, they were like a blocked sewer, unable to circulate at all. He doesn't seem to have much power, but also seems to be extremely powerful.

Li Yong stopped suddenly, and his mind was a little shaken. If it was him, he would really go in, but with Bao Yu and Wang Li, he didn't want to take risks. So he twisted and said, "Let's go back!"

"It's all here, why do you want to go back?" Looking at the traces of the fire, Wang Li asked puzzledly: "Is there any treasure in this dilapidated temple? I think I should go and look for it, maybe there will be something amazing Discover."

"Let's go back!" Looking at the ruined wall, Bao Yu was a little uneasy: "It's better not to invite me."

At this moment, a thick voice suddenly reached the ears of the three: "Welcome to Putian Temple."

The sound made Bao Yu and Wang Li's scalps tingle, and they almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

They soon realized that the voice was not in their ears, but in their hearts.

This is a method of sound transmission that hurts people's consciousness and soul.

Li Yong squinted his eyes and looked at the dilapidated houses in the distance, and found that the one who spoke was the skinny old monk who was giving the lecture. Now, he had stopped lecturing, and looked over from a distance through the window lattice.

Can this monk see so far? Could it also see through?

Otherwise, just relying on this vision and the power of words would be enough to shock people.

At least, Li Yong has seen that this old monk is more powerful than Master Haichan.

Could it be God Realm?

Li Yong is aware of the pressure, but since he is here, it is naturally impossible to escape.

"Please forgive me for disturbing you." Li Yong passed by voice transmission, and then walked in with Bao Yu and Wang Li.

The distance between them was more than a thousand meters. When Li Yong walked over with Bao Yu and Wang Li, Master Haichan took the lead and said, "Uncle Ku, it was he who stole the medicine king stone, which prevented me from Raised money to rebuild the monastery."

Abbot Kujue closed his eyes and ignored it.