Peerless Martial Soul

There is also a string of rosary beads hanging on his neck. There are one hundred and eight rosary beads of different colors, some are as bright as topaz, and some are as clear as emerald, all of which are shining with all kinds of mysterious atmosphere.

At this time, his hands were on the rosary beads, moving one by one, revealing a thick Buddha-nature Zen from the inside out, and there was no wave on the surface.

But suddenly, he felt that his heartstrings were beating, and the fingers that moved the rosary suddenly stopped, and then he declared the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

In his voice, there was some trembling.

At this time, a middle-aged monk wearing a gorgeous purple robe appeared from behind him and said softly: "Abbot!"

It turns out that this person wearing a golden red robes turned out to be the master abbot of the Shifang Jungle: Master Du Yuan!

Master Du Yuan didn't turn his head back, but said indifferently: "There is a secret treasure originally belonging to our ten jungles. It has leaked aura, but it was acquired by others."

He paused, and said lightly: "Go, let someone get that thing back."

When he said this, his face was taken for granted, as if the thing was originally theirs, domineering and full of take for granted.

That's an attitude, as long as everything I like is my attitude!

The thing in his mouth is naturally Buddha's bones.

Behind him, the purple-robed monk was not surprised at all, and he said naturally with a face: "Okay, then, the disciple will make arrangements, and someone will get the thing back!"

His face was very dignified and solemn, but his eyes flashed with cunning, scheming, and shrewdness.

"I wonder if the abbot and uncle can show me the specific location of that strange treasure?"

"In the Tianyuan Dynasty." Master Duyuan said slowly.

"Oh? In the Tianyuan Dynasty?" The purple-robed monk frowned, and said softly, "It turns out that it was in that remote country."

"Most of our disciples in the jungles of the ten directions are in this region of Zhongzhou. Almost no one will go to the Tianyuan dynasty in the barbarian land to the east. That is the poor country and remote area, really..."

In one sentence, he mentioned the remote areas twice. If the people of the Tianyuan Dynasty heard it, he would be extremely angry.

The eminent empire of the Tianyuan Dynasty spanned 80 million li, but in their eyes it turned out to be just a poor country and a remote place, a place that didn't bother to go?

But in fact, this is the fact.

The Shifang Jungle is located in the center of the Dragon Vein Continent. Compared with the Shifang Jungle, the Tianyuan Dynasty is truly a remote place!

Whether it is the abbot Grand Master Du Yuan or the first Founder Master of the Arhat Hall, they feel so.

Master Fang Zheng showed a touch of embarrassment on his face, and said softly: "The Tianyuan Dynasty is 970 million miles away from our ten-point jungle. If you send a strong hand to rush over, it will take half a year to get there, and you still need to surpass King Wu. A strong player in the environment."

"If it is an ordinary disciple, it will take more time!"

"The disciples are not afraid of trouble, but they are afraid that things will have some new changes if they rush there."

"You are helpless, aren't you?" Grandmaster Du Yuan said softly, with no waves in his tone, but the purple-robed monk Fang Zheng was already sweating profusely from his forehead.

He suddenly said softly: "The disciple remembered, there really is such a disciple."

He said: "Five years ago, Master Kongwen, Master Nephew, accepted a disciple, the grade is the third-class white novice novice, after he accepted this disciple, he let him go out for a long journey."

"A month ago, when the disciple was in the Arhat Hall, checking the location of the soul and fire of all the monks, he found that he had gone to the Tianyuan Dynasty, and it was just right to have him there."

Master Du Yuan said lightly: "Are you the third-class little novice? Although it is only the lowest level disciple who can only serve tea and pour water and clean the courtyard, it should be enough to kill that person."

"Send him a message immediately and let him bring back the secret treasure within half a year."

"Yes!" Master Fang Zheng quickly nodded and said yes.

Master Du Yuan said slowly: "Under the world, all the things related to Buddhism belong to the jungle of our ten directions. Whoever wants to take it will save him!"

Master Fang Zheng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, nodded and said, "What the Abbot and Uncle said is!"

And almost at the same moment, in a dark space.

This dark space seems to be a palace, and in that space, there are ray of flames like flames floating everywhere.

Some of the flames are strong and some are weak, but if you look closely, you will find what kind of flames are here, and every flame seems to enclose a person.

And that person was tossing in this flame at this time, and his face and body were reflected from time to time in that flame. It uttered a scream, his face was distorted, and the pain was extreme!

It turned out that the souls sealed in this flame turned out to be one by one.

The flame seemed weak, but in fact it was extremely tyrannical, constantly burning and burning their souls, making them suffer to the extreme.

And their souls became weaker and weaker under the flames, and the hall was full of screams, like ghosts.

At this moment, suddenly, a long sigh came from the depths of the hall.

With this long sigh, a ghost-like shadow suddenly appeared.

This ghost-like shadow can't be seen clearly in its form, like a ghost, it is extremely fast, its momentum is obscure, but it is extremely large.

The owner of the sighing voice slowly said: "One day the body of hatred appears, you go and clear him."

"Yes!" The ghost-like shadow made a dry and hoarse voice, responded very briefly, and left quickly!

After he left, there was another long sigh in the depths of the hall!

Below the mountain, the Xu family are still waiting there.

Maybe they waited for seven or eight days, the time was a bit long, so they simply pitched the tent.

At this moment, in the middle of a few tents, a bonfire was lit, and there were a few monsters grilled on it. The outer skin was browned and cracked, and grease dripped out of it, smelling overflowing. Just make people move their index fingers.

Everyone in the Xu family, sitting around the bonfire at this time, kept talking and laughing.

They looked at the mountain, whether there was a look of expectation on their faces, but there was no tension at all, on the contrary, their expressions were very relaxed.

Everyone was joking with each other there, and from time to time there was a burst of cheerful laughter: "How come the ancestors have not come back?"

"Haha, isn't this normal? After all, this site is so huge, it is very difficult to find two people, and it will take a while to find."