Chapter 4922: Monk Zhitong
When Mu Yang heard Xue Hu's cry, she immediately used space to shuttle forward. When she saw the dying majestic man in the hole, she couldn't help but look strange, and glanced at Ye Feng hesitantly.
"This injury is too serious. My spiritual energy cannot heal it. I have to give him a pill."
Mu Yang opened his mouth and took out a jade bottle from his arms. After opening it, a strong medicinal fragrance suddenly poured out and spread throughout the blood sea in the blink of an eye.
"This elixir..."
Ye Feng looked solemnly. This elixir made Ye Feng feel extremely full of vitality. It was only a little worse than the Holy Flame Slaughter Lotus. It can be imagined that Mu Yang's alchemy skills were so advanced that he was probably close to the holy level.
Alchemy is also divided into several realms, the highest realm of which is the holy level. The refined elixir can heal a saint, or even make a person break through and become a saint.
Below the Saint level is the Grand Master realm. Murong Chuchu is extremely talented and worships Muyang as his teacher. He has just broken through to the Grand Master realm. If he were left to the outside world, he would be a talent that would be competed for by major dynasties and even imperial dynasties. .
Xuehu poured out the elixir from the jade bottle and saw that the elixir was white and glowing. He could vaguely sense that the elixir was spiritual and wanted to escape, but Xuehu stuffed it into the majestic man's mouth.
After a while, the majestic man fully recovered from his injuries. He stood up and looked at Ye Feng. He bowed to Ye Feng solemnly and said, "I recognize you."
"What's the use of your approval of me."
Ye Feng said disapprovingly. Ye Feng didn't have a good impression of men with demonic aura.
Sensing Ye Feng's attitude, a flash of loneliness flashed in the majestic man's eyes. Xuehu also saw the clues and quickly sent a message to Ye Feng.
"Don't get me wrong, kid. This guy's name is Chao Xin. He is the adopted son of the Holy Dragon. He is a human-demon hybrid, but he hates the demons extremely because his mother was forced by the Demon King of the Demon World to give birth to him."
"After giving birth to him, his mother was eaten alive by the devil, who caressed him
He was raised and wanted to train him to be a human spy, but he hated the Demon King so much that he would not do so. "
Xuehu's eyes were a little complicated. Chao Xin was upright and straight-tempered. He was not very tactful in his words and deeds. In addition, his identity as a human-demon hybrid was hostile to many people, but his nature was not bad.
"I see."
Ye Feng understood clearly, looked at Chao Xin and said, "You are not bad either."
"Thank you."
Chao Xin cupped his fists and saluted, and followed the blood tiger to fly into the sky to watch the battle.
"Boy, do you need to recover?"
Mu Yang looked at Ye Feng, and a ball of vibrant green light appeared in his hand. This was the aura that Mu Yang had cultivated, which could heal injuries and restore vitality and blood.
"No need, I can still hold on."
Ye Feng bowed respectfully to Mu Yang and said.
"Okay, call me if you need it. I hope you can succeed."
Mu Yang nodded to Ye Feng and returned to the sky.
"Fellow Taoist Ye Feng, the poor monk Zhitong."
At this time, the old man in monk robes of the ninth level of Wuhun whom Ye Feng had seen before in the Heavenly Palace came to the stone pillar where Ye Feng was and held his fists in greeting.
"I've met my fellow Zhi Dao friends."
Ye Feng nodded, looking at the Zen staff in Zhitong's hand, his heart moved slightly.
This Zen staff looks ordinary and dim, but its weight is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Zhitong stood on the stone pillar holding the staff, and Ye Feng clearly felt that the stone pillars were slowly sinking.
"This poor monk's scepter is as heavy as a mountain. Fellow Taoist Ye Feng must be careful."
Intelligent awareness
Catching Ye Feng's gaze, he took the initiative to introduce the scepter, and then chanted scriptures in his mouth. A layer of golden light enveloped his body. Zhitong's temperament suddenly changed, like Shura, and the scepter in his hand also lit up with blood.
"The name of the sword in my hand is broken, and it is unparalleled in sharpness. Friends of the Zhi Dao should also be careful."
Ye Feng opened his mouth to respond, blood surged in his body, and Poxu Sword bloomed with a three-foot-long sword.
"boom!"
The next moment, Ye Feng started fighting with Zhitong. Zhitong was infinitely powerful, even worse than Chao Xin. Every move seemed to crush the world.
At the same time, the scepter in Zhitong's hand is also extremely hard, and the Xuew-Breaking Sword is so sharp that it cannot hurt him at all. Ye Feng has no advantage in a head-on confrontation and can only keep wandering around with the help of his sacred wings.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Ye Feng was extremely fast, and Zhitong could not keep up with Ye Feng, so he could only be beaten passively. However, he did not panic at all, and the golden light on his body blocked all Ye Feng's attacks.
"The Great Sun Destroying Heaven Sword!"
Ye Feng realized that ordinary means could not break Zhitong's defense, so he decisively used his sword moves, and saw a bright sun bursting out. The power of the Void-Breaking Sword increased greatly, and it instantly pierced Zhitong's golden barrier.
"Good, Supreme Vajra!"
Zhitong sighed in admiration and drank in a low voice. His body suddenly glowed with golden light, as if he had transformed into a golden Buddha. The Void-Breaking Sword pierced his skin, but it only caused a dent, and it was unable to even pierce the skin.
"What a magical power!"
In front of Ye Feng's eyes, there was a look on his face. The supreme Vajra power of Zhitong was similar to the Nine-Turn Vajra Body. The Nine-Turn Vajra Body was also a magical power from Buddhism.
And the Nine-turn Vajra Body has been cultivated to the extreme state of Nine-turn, and can be invulnerable to all kinds of magic. Although the supreme Vajra supernatural power of Zhitong has not reached this stage, it is not bad.
"Friends of Zhi Dao, I have a
Please give me some advice on the magical power of door protection. "
Ye Feng said, and then used the Nine-Turn Vajra Body. After he reached the ninth level of Qi Zong, the Nine-turn Vajra Body could also be used to the fifth level, making the physical strength comparable to the eighth level of martial arts.
Seeing Ye Feng's body glowing with golden light and his mighty power, Zhitong's eyes also lit up.
"This magical power...could it be the nine-turn vajra body?!"
Zhi Tong blurted out in disbelief.
Hearing this, Ye Feng was also a little surprised, and looked at Zhi Tong in surprise, "How do you know the name of my magical power?"
"Daoyou Ye Feng is really destined to be with my Buddhist sect. This Nine-Turn Vajra Body is the fundamental method of the Buddhist body-protecting magical power. It has long been lost, and it cannot be practiced by people with deep Buddhist nature."
Zhi Tong looked at Ye Feng with burning eyes. Obviously, he was very interested in Ye Feng's Nine-Turn Vajra Body.
"Don't, I don't have any fate with Buddhism."
Ye Feng waved his hand when he heard it. Although he practiced the Nine-Turn Vajra Body, he had no interest in being a monk and just wanted to go his own way.
"Haha, fate is hard to explain."
Zhi Tong smiled heartily and didn't dwell on it. Unlike other monks who frantically persuaded people with fate when they saw them.
"Daoyou Ye Feng, please let me see the Nine-Turn Vajra Body."
Zhi Tong spoke immediately, and his eyes were almost fixed on Ye Feng.
"Okay."
Ye Feng laughed when he saw this, and then he put away the Void Breaking Sword and fought with Zhi Tong in close combat.
Zhi Tong's supreme Vajra magical power was higher than Ye Feng's, and Ye Feng's Nine-Turn Vajra Body was higher in rank than the supreme Vajra.
Therefore, Ye Feng and Zhi Tong ended up in a tie, and neither of them could do anything.