Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 244 Encountering a Buddha!

Li Yu nodded slightly, but did not continue on this topic.

Next, the two chatted for a while, and after a brief discussion, they decided to rest here for a day and leave on time tomorrow.

After Yan Jie returned to the temporary guest room to rest, Li Yu also returned to the room.

He activated the restriction of the room, forming an independent space.

Then, the Fire Crow Token was taken out.

all of a sudden.

The surface of the fire crow lit up with a fiery red aura, and circles of aura flickered, which was very eye-catching.

At the same time, a piece of information flooded into Li Yu's mind:
It contains not only the detailed location map of Huoya Daoist's cave, but also the conditions for opening the cave, as well as the places that need attention.

There is almost no difference from what Yan Jie said just now, except that it is more detailed.

"Real Fire Crow."

Li Yu stroked the Fire Crow Token in his hand, and Heng Dao immediately sat on the rattan chair in the room, with a calm expression, a trace of thought on his face, and did not speak.

On the second day, a stream of lavender smoke was flying fast in the sky.

In the smoke, two figures loomed.

One is a fat man with a big belly and wearing a Taoist robe, and the other is a tall Angzang man, with a tall figure and sharp muscles. On his waist, there is a giant seven-foot-long long knife.

The gangster wind was raging high in the sky, as sharp as a knife. Apart from the gangster wind, there was also some strange vitality.

For example, Bihua Yuanqi, Xuanhao Zhengang, Five Elements Gangqi, etc.

Some vitality is relatively ordinary, but some are condensed supernatural powers, or precious materials used to sacrifice magic weapons.

Therefore, there are often monks who fly to high altitudes to store and collect these heterogeneous vitality.

Of course, it is precisely because of these vitality that once the strong wind is violent, these vitality will be engulfed in the strong wind, even if it is a fine gold copper mother or even a top-grade magic weapon that falls into it, it will be instantly fragmented and turned into powder.

It is said that in some weird places in the East China Sea, the weather is weird and abnormal, and some storms will often blow up. Even the golden core monks will not be immune to encountering them. Only by avoiding their sharpness, can they gain a chance of survival.

"Brother Fu, your knife is not bad. Could it be a psychic weapon?"

Yan Jie glanced at the long knife on Li Yu's waist, feeling the coldness in it, and couldn't help being amazed.

Although psychic treasure soldiers and magic weapons are of the same level, usually there are fewer psychic treasure soldiers than magic weapons.

The long knife at Li Yu's waist is as clear as water, with a white edge. The blade is seven feet long and as wide as a palm. There are strands of black and golden light faintly flowing on the surface of the blade, which is mysterious and deep. Just take a look, An unspeakable fear surged in people's hearts.

There was a faint coolness between the eyebrows, neck, heart, and back of the heart.

As if feeling Yan Jie's gaze, the long knife trembled slightly and made a slight buzzing sound, obviously possessing extraordinary spirituality.

However, Yan Jie felt instinctively that this long knife seemed to be not only full of spirituality, but also contained a deep and strong magic!
"Not yet."

Li Yu flicked the blade with his fingers, making a crisp sound of "clang".

The long knife suddenly fell into silence.

This long knife is naturally his blood sacrificial natal weapon - the Snow Hell Knife.

After being smelted by Li Yu into a piece of Seventh Gold Essence, this knife has undergone a radical change. Not only has its surface become completely different from before, but its essence has also been transformed and improved.

After all, it is a spiritual material of the nine gods' gold level. A piece the size of a fingernail can be added to some psychic treasures, which is enough to improve the quality a lot, but Li Yu has fully integrated a piece the size of a fist, and the effect is naturally unnecessary. explain.

Although the current Snow Prison Knife is not yet a psychic weapon, it is infinitely close, and it will be a matter of time.

As for now, it is just in the process of transformation.

Li Yu looked at the purple smoke in front of him calmly, feeling the tenacious and continuous power in the smoke, a thoughtful flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

In his feeling, this smoke is obviously much stronger than before, with more unpredictable power, giving people an indestructible sense of security, as if it can resist all invading enemies.

This feeling is inexplicable, but Li Yu has some understanding.

This fat man is really not simple.

The purple smoke in front of him is probably no longer his previous supernatural power, but has transformed into something more sublime.
Early in the morning of the second day, the two of them set off and flew all day before arriving in the territory of Yanzhou.

It was clearly early in the morning, but Li Yu was keenly aware that shortly after entering the area of ​​Yanzhou, the surrounding temperature had increased significantly, the heat wave between the sky and the earth was rolling, and there was very little wind blowing.

If the climate in Fengzhou is similar to early autumn, then the climate in Yanzhou at this time is much hotter than midsummer!

It is difficult for ordinary people to live normally in such an environment.

I am afraid that only practitioners can withstand it.

Fortunately, the area of ​​Yanzhou is quite large. Apart from the regions with some extreme climates, there are also many places with fairly normal climates.

Flying all the way, the two of them can often see some scenes of volcanic eruptions and thick smoke below. At first Li Yu looked at it with interest, but after seeing a lot, Li Yu didn't bother to pay attention.

Occasionally, you can also encounter groups of fire crows, flamingos and other fire-attribute spirit birds.

The two of them ignored it, and just hurried on their way.

Until the evening, I saw that it was not far from Changxu Mountain, about 2 miles away.

At this moment, Li Yu's expression moved slightly, and he quickly stopped Yan Jie: "Brother Jie, wait."

As soon as the words fell, something seemed to collide a hundred miles ahead, and then a strong wave of spiritual power spread.

The spiritual power fluctuates like ripples in the river, rippling in all directions, where the tall trees in the mountains are either uprooted, or bent over by scraping, there are many rocks, Trees were blown into the sky.

The whole scene was terrifying!

What followed was a huge roar resounding through the sky!

This time, without Li Yu's explanation, Yan Jie immediately stopped the escape light, and will hide the escape light as quickly as possible, and hide behind a white cloud, intending to see what happened in front of him.

Li Yu narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

In the depths of the eyes, there are traces of five-color brilliance flickering.

Just a hundred miles ahead, there is a Buddha Pagoda about a thousand feet high!

This pagoda seems to be built of bricks and stones, but it is dazzling, like real golden light!
The entire pagoda rotated slightly, and circles of almost tangible and intangible fluctuations continued to spread in all directions, golden lights overflowed everywhere, and an inexplicable coercion permeated hundreds of miles around.

Within this range, anyone with a slightly weaker cultivation base will feel tightness in the chest and heavy body, as if carrying a hill on their backs.

The gloomy atmosphere that breeds in the mountains and forests, and even some mountain ghosts and monsters, when illuminated by this golden light, melt like snow in the sun, screaming and dissipating into the invisible.

Accompanied by these golden lights, there are one after another grand and loud Sanskrit sounds reverberating around, shaking the void and stirring the soul!
And at the top of this pagoda, sitting cross-legged is a young monk.

The monk's appearance is ordinary and unremarkable. He is wearing a monk's robe and tattered monk's shoes, but the skin under the monk's robe is full and delicate, with a tooth-yellow luster, giving people a sense of perfection and cleanliness that is not stained with dust.

At this time, the young monk was sitting cross-legged, clasped his hands, and chanted scriptures with his eyes closed.

(End of this chapter)