The best way of self-cultivation

Chapter 269 Saint Qin Yao?

The thunder had gradually faded away, Qin Feng lay there motionless, and even bursts of green smoke emitted from his body from time to time, his body was covered with scars, and there was a smell of meat.

"No resentment or enmity, that's for sure." Qin Feng lay in the clouds, his body was recovering quickly, he rubbed his shoulders, "But seeing your bald head makes me feel kind, so I'll leave you here for a cup of tea."

"... Bah, the poor monk doesn't want to drink tea!" He cursed without embarrassment, who is this, how can he be so shameless.

Sun Bing saw that Wunan was directly captured alive, and the sacred tree in Shicheng shone with divine light, seeing that he was about to display his divine power again, so he turned his head and ran away quickly.

Brush brush!
Three sword lights shot out, and Chen Mengxi waved the sword indifferently. The ice-blue sword was almost invincible. After it was cut out, it directly sealed off a world, causing Sun Bing to let out a scream.

hum!
At a critical moment, he threw out a piece of jasper, and immediately a beam of light appeared to swallow him up and disappeared from here.

"He escaped." Qin Feng came down from the air, revealing his strong muscles, and even some electric arcs were jumping on it. He looked at the direction of Sun Bing's escape with some regrets.

"The Western Regions are mysterious and unpredictable. It has been a long time since no one has left the Western Regions to contact the outside world, so they don't know how powerful it has become." Chen Mengxi has his own considerations. Now there are only a few tens of thousands of troops left in the Western Regions. It's war, but it shouldn't go too far.

So for the remaining 1 people, Chen Mengxi chose to let them return to the Western Regions, but did not kill them all. As for Sun Bing, because he escaped directly with the help of a sacred weapon, there was nothing he could do.

"Let's go, let's go back." The light in Chen Mengxi's hand flashed, and the Excalibur disappeared, and Xi Meng also disappeared at the same time.

"She is too tired, showing her true form is too exhausting, let her cultivate for a while." Seeing Qin Feng's questioning expression, Chen Mengxi explained, "In my spiritual sea."

Qin Feng nodded. He naturally knew that his weapons were usually stored in the spiritual sea, like fire and thunder guns. He looked back at Wunan who was being carried into the city. He felt that he still had a lot of things to do. ask her.

In a dark room, Qin Feng and Wunan sat face to face, they had been staring at each other for a long time, neither of them opened their mouths, waiting for each other.

"If you don't ask any more questions, I'll put a few scars on your head." Qin Feng stared at Wunan fiercely. This damned guy dared to compare his patience with him. Didn't he know that Qin Feng was very innocent? Patience!

"Let go of the poor monk, why did you arrest me!" Wu Di stared at Qin Feng fiercely, if it wasn't for the clear rules of Buddhism, he couldn't help but want to curse his mother.

Snapped!
Qin Feng slapped his bare head unceremoniously: "Why do you ask so many questions? Of course you have something to do when you are arrested. Now it's time for me to ask, can you tell fortune?"

"What fortune telling? I don't know!"

"Can you test words?"

"Have not heard!"

Snapped!
Qin Feng slapped his backhand again, and said: "I can't do this, and I can't do that. Tell me, what can you do?"

"Okay, I'm not angry." Qin Feng magnanimously forgave Wu Nan's ignorance and incompetence "I want to ask you about someone now, if you don't know, I will send you to see the great monk on your monk's robe. "

"Amitabha, since it has fallen into your hands, what can the poor monk say? Everything is caused by cause and effect. You can ask, and the poor monk will tell you everything." Wu Nan sighed for a long time, as if he had accepted his fate. A middle-aged man, in fact, is frighteningly old, and his cultivation has already surpassed that of a false saint, but facing Qin Feng at this moment, he is helpless.

"That's right." Qin Feng was very satisfied with this guy's honesty: "Tell me about your situation in the Western Regions."

"The Western Region is the capital of the holy Buddha country, and there is a piece of pure land of the Buddhist country." Wu Nan said with endless piety, and at the same time he introduced some situations in the Western Region.

It turns out that the Buddha Kingdom is not huddled together, but has three huge forces, the Golden Buddha, the White Buddha, and the Black Buddha, and there are hundreds of millions of believers under their influence.

But he also mentioned that in the last millennium, another huge force has suddenly appeared. They claim to be the demon clan, but many people know that they are not.

"They are very powerful, and there may even be a king among them." Wu Nan said, making a guess, because it is impossible for such a huge force to rise suddenly, there must be a terrible existence behind the scenes to support it.

"Monster Race!" Qin Feng was excited. It seemed that what Qin Yao said was right. She was indeed from the Western Regions, and most likely came from the Monster Race force that Wu Nan mentioned!

"Is there any princess in Yaozu?" Qin Feng asked immediately.

"There is no princess, but there is a saint." Wu Nan shook her head, "And this saint has just returned for more than a year."

"It's her!" Qin Feng really confirmed that Qin Yao, that is, Qin Yao, heard the news of Qin Yao again after a year, which made Qin Feng very excited.

"The saint is not simple. I heard that she has a powerful variant, and no one even knows who the mother of this saint is." Wu Nan said something about Qin Yao.

There is no doubt that Qin Yao is the saint of the Yaozu and disappeared from the Western Regions for unknown reasons many years ago, and she only appeared not long ago.

"Is she doing well?" After a long silence, Qin Feng raised his head and asked, with some slight sadness in his eyes.

However, this kind of sadness is useless in front of him without difficulty. He snorted coldly and said: "You think the saint can be seen by anyone, and the Western Regions during the period when the saint returned No more than ten people have seen her!"

"I haven't seen what you're doing!" Qin Feng simply patted his bald head and gave him a touch, "If you have any other news, tell me quickly."

"What's more..." An ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on Wunan's face. This smile made Qin Feng want to slap him again, but he thought of asking for information from him, so he forcibly held back. Wait for him to continue.

"The saint will choose a relative in a year's time."

"Choosing a relative?" Qin Feng stood up abruptly, "Impossible, how could Qin Yao choose a relative? Someone must be forcing her!"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng was furious. He felt that it was time for him to go to the Western Regions. As for what Qin Yao said about the saints before going to the Western Regions, he chose to ignore it!
"There is one last thing, how do you go to and from the Western Regions, and hand over any good things as soon as possible!" Qin Feng did not have any difficulty in robbing, and his face turned green.

"This is used by the poor monk to go back and participate in the selection of relatives. This year is only used for experience." Wunan hated his belief so much at this moment that he couldn't even tell a damned lie...

"The stinky monk dares to choose a relative!" Qin Feng slapped him, and he couldn't catch his breath without difficulty, and passed out directly...

(End of this chapter)