Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting shook his head. Without thinking, he ran across the sea of fire quickly and began to climb on the knife mountain with both hands and feet... The reason for this is that the sea of knife mountain and fire at the moment is not just the sea of knife mountain and fire.

As I said before, the knife mountain turns into an illusion of the Buddha.

At the moment, the knife mountain seems to be a knife mountain, but it seems to be a Buddha.

There is a Buddha in the heart. The knife mountain is a Buddha, not a sharp blade.

Without Buddha, the knife mountain is still the knife mountain.

If there is a Buddha in the sea of fire, it is a boundless cloud and fog. If there is no Buddha... It is still a sea of fire.

See clearly, my heart is like this, that's it.

Jiang Ting doesn't expel the thoughts in his heart at the moment... Then the mountains and rivers of fire will become a fairyland and a Buddha.

In that case, how can there be a threat?

Very smoothly, Jiang Ting climbed to the top of the Buddha's head.

Facing the action of Jiang Ting standing on his head, the Buddha did not respond. He was still quietly singing Sanskrit... Countless Buddhist sounds echoed around here.

Jiang Ting took a smoke from the corner of his mouth, endured the discomfort in his heart and looked around... Now he has reached the end of the fifth floor. What about the magical powers of Buddhism and Taoism?

Why didn't he see it?

There's an entrance filled with space vortex. There's nothing else.

It seems that he knows what he thinks, perhaps because he has stood on the top of the Buddha.

About three minutes later.

A burst of Buddha sound, the end, there is no echo of Buddha sound.

The Buddha's phantom has not dissipated... The phantom's left hand is still like a lotus, but its right hand is suddenly deep.

"Stop the devil!"

"Stop the devil!"

"Stop the devil!"

Countless impassioned Sanskrit sounds suddenly burst out.

As I saw, the Buddha's right hand stretched out a clap, and a word "卍" condensed by the golden light flew into the air and turned into a hot sun, shining on the heaven and earth.

After half a breath.

The scorching sun dissipated, turned into ordinary ancient books, floated down slowly, the Sanskrit disappeared, and the Buddha's phantom disappeared.

Most importantly, the suppression of cultivation also disappeared.

The knife mountain and the sea of fire have become the sea of fire of the knife body again.

But now, the cultivation has been suppressed, even if there is the suppression of sealing the devil's secret place, Jiang Ting has also resumed the cultivation of building the sixth floor of the foundation... With cultivation, there is only an ordinary sword and an ordinary sea of fire. What else can be a threat to him?

Although not suppressed, Jiang Ting was not very happy.

With a calm face and a wave, under the traction of mana, the ancient books fell into his hands... I haven't seen the words on them.

However, there is a strange understanding. Obviously, ancient books are not so simple.

Open the ancient books and see

It does record a Buddhist magic power.

Name, Zhenmo.

According to the general outline, the power of the magic suppression method... Is extremely restrained against evil spirits. Under the hot sun, all evil spirits will be dissolved and suppressed.

However, it is not weak, but not strong, for creatures other than evil spirits.

It's just that it's hard to define what is evil.

Is it the evil spirit considered by the magic law? Or what heaven and earth think of as evil? What mortals think of as evil? Evil spirits in the eyes of immortals? Or what he thought was evil?

The word "evil" means different people, different creatures, different horizons and different objects.

It is worth mentioning that according to the above records, ancient books can only be studied by one person... As long as you read all the ancient books once, you can naturally learn them, but you can't teach them to others.

At the end of reading, the ancient books may disappear, or they may become wordless books, or they may burn by themselves.

This is not a place to read.

After reading the general outline, Jiang Ting put the ancient books into the storage bag... Er, if you can't take them in, you can only take them in your hand, or put them in your arms, or start reading them directly.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Ting took it directly in his hand like an exquisite old man. Instead, with a third hesitation, he looked at the entrance to the sixth floor next to him.

Are you going to the sixth floor?

If only the level and influence ability added by the fourth and fifth levels, he can go to the sixth or even the seventh level.

But now, he hesitated.

The reason is very simple. The ban that completely suppressed his cultivation disappeared.

In order to restore the cultivation of building six floors of the foundation.

What does the disappearance of repression mean?

Representative, the seven storey tower believes that even if the people who enter the tower have cultivation, they can't resist the influence of Buddhism. They will only enter the Buddhism happily!

Jiang Ting, although he is absolutely top in nature... He can call himself everything. In this life, he is only a small golden elixir.

Carelessly, it is not impossible for the sewer to capsize.

Although it is said that even if the ship capsizes, as long as he dies or has a wrong tendon and is connected with the real body, the mere Buddhist influence will be lifted... However, his reincarnation in this life is not a game, but to seek detachment.

No failure!

The next two floors let him participate in the test with the cultivation of the sixth floor of the foundation... What are the next two floors?

The unknown is often the most terrible.

Unfortunately, the only person who finished the seventh floor did not say what the test of the sixth and seventh floors was!

If some people act recklessly, they may think that others can do it. Why can't I?

However, Jiangting is not that kind of person.

Thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly: "forget it, this magic secret place is huge, and there is no lack of the opportunity of this seven story tower..."

He gave up.

Unknown, it's really the most disturbing... Jiang Ting doesn't want to capsize in the gutter. He seeks detachment, peace and stability, not adventure.

Unknown risk, no need to touch.

No exit, can't leave?

It's not difficult to leave.

If you are in a mortal state, you only need to mobilize your mind to resist the repression, and you will naturally be excluded.

As for the state of not being suppressed at the moment... It's not difficult. Just destroy it madly around, and the seven storey tower will repel him.

The sword light danced.

A series of Dharma swords separated from the body and turned into sword light. They began to attack the mountains and seas of fire madly.

"Boom..." just half a breath, the sword mountain composed of ordinary flames and ordinary swords was extinguished in an instant.

"Boom..." the mountains and seas of fire were destroyed, the space began to vibrate, and the roar continued.

There was also a strong rejection... Jiang Ting's body disappeared with the emergence of rejection.

the sky and earth were spinning round.

From the fifth floor, he was sent to the gate of the seventh floor tower.

"Creak..."

The tower gate is wide open... Three teams are lining up in front of the tower gate.

Jiang Ting, who was holding Buddhist and Taoist powers, left the tower door in two or three steps... Others saw Jiang Ting coming out and holding up the ancient books in Jiang Ting's hand, except for greed in the eyes of a very few people.

Most people have eyes full of awe.

That's awe of Jiang Ting's terrible speed.

Calculate the time. It seems that the total time since Jiang Ting entered the tower is only a little more than four hours.

Not even half a day!