Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

Hong Yi, whose whole body of spiritual power enveloped the crowd, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Amitabha!

I once thought that this old man was unreliable, but I never imagined that it would be unreliable to this level.

"Be careful……"

At this time, seeing that the red long sword was about to fall, Hong Yi shouted loudly.

The spiritual power in the body is running rapidly, and the surrounding golden light is more abundant.

"clang……"

"clang……"

"clang……"

The blood-colored long sword shot at the golden spiritual power, and suddenly there was a burst of metallic roars.

Hong Yi only felt his chest churning for a while, and he couldn't help but blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

What's so special, I didn't expect this princess to be too powerful!

I just can't take it anymore when I start it!

Yi Jin Jing!Where is the Yi Jin Jing?

After the long sword collapsed, Hong Yi slowly withdrew his spiritual power, stretched out his hand to directly support Qin Lan next to him, panting and said:

"Have you found the Yi Jin Jing that the poor monk asked you to find?"

At this time, only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor.

Otherwise, everyone will probably not be able to run!

After Qin Lan heard it, he quickly took out a simple black secret book from the small bag behind him and stuffed it into Hong Yi's hands.

"This is the original Shaolin Temple... I finally borrowed it, so please don't destroy it!"

"or……"

"Damn it..."

Before the words were finished, I saw that the black secret book in Hong Yi's hand turned into powder, and when the wind blew, it disappeared!

"What should I do?" Qin Lan stretched out his hand and dragged Hongyi's cassock, and said in surprise:

"This is a national super cultural relic, which is invaluable...it's gone, it's over!"

Hong Yi took a deep breath and pushed Qin Lan aside with a smile.

"It doesn't matter... how much is it worth, when the time comes, let them find a poor monk..."

"You get out of the way... The poor monk is about to start pretending to be criticized!"

"After so long, the poor monk is finally going to show off!"

"Flicker away, be careful to show your blood!"

"The system...has been upgraded...the poor monk has been upgraded with all the super-values..." Hong Yi roared frantically at the system in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Yi Jin Jing..."

"Ding, the Yi Jin Jing and the Washing Sui Jing successfully merged, congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Prajna Freedom Secret Sutra"!"

"Are you consuming all the superpowers to upgrade the Prajna Freedom Esoteric Sutra?"

"It's over!"

The people standing beside them only felt a stream of golden spiritual energy with a soft breath constantly overflowing from the body of the monk in front of him.

Immediately after...

I saw that the monk in front of him slowly sat down with his legs crossed.

The most shocking thing was that a colorful lotus cushion appeared under the monk's seat, carrying him slowly into the air.

"Fuck..."

Everyone heard an exclamation from behind and couldn't help but look back.

I saw that the old sword immortal who ran away just now came back.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Lao Jianxian couldn't help but blushed as he teased:

"This... just now, the old man's stomach hurt so bad, it's convenient... it's convenient!"

Saying that, the old sword fairy pointed at Hong Yi in the air and said:

"Which Buddhist monk is this, who can turn into lotus with all his spiritual power, this is a sign that he is about to become an advanced Buddha!"

Hong Yi closed his eyes at this time, and only felt that a three-inch small lotus appeared in his body. At this time, all the spiritual power rushed into this lotus.

After a long time.

The lotus in the body began to slowly emit colorful rays of light.

A stream of colorful spiritual power kept flowing out of the little lotus, instantly filling the whole body.