The strong from the wild

The statue of Subhuti Buddha is only one foot high, far larger than the statue of Amitabha Buddha at the top of the main hall.

Master Wufeng stood right in front of the Buddha statue of Subhuti, blocking the sight of others, so only Subhuti saw the Buddha statue's return salute, and no one else noticed.

As for Liu Yi, he had already turned around and left, so naturally he couldn't see the change of the Buddha statue.

"The Buddha actually returned the salute!"

Master Wufeng's expression changed in surprise, he just felt that the movements made by the Buddha statue just now were completely beyond his comprehension.

As the head of the Devil-killing Temple, Master Wufeng has practiced hard for many years, and he has bowed to the statue of Subhuti Buddha countless times on weekdays, but today, the statue has reacted.

With Master Wufeng's cultivation base, he can naturally notice that when the Buddha statue returned the salute just now, there was absolutely no other person using means to control the Buddha statue, but the Buddha statue carved with sandalwood and painted with gold lacquer was automatically moving...

"Amitabha... Amitabha..."

Master Wufeng kept chanting, sliding the rosary beads one by one in his hand, and he didn't calm down until after half a stick of incense.

After leaving the Prajna Hall, Liu Yi went straight back to the guest courtyard.

Three jade tablets, with six ancient inscriptions on the past, present, and future.

When the jade tablets were placed on the table by Liu Yi and lined up in one place, suddenly a burst of light burst out from the three jade tablets, turning into a map containing the graphics of mountains, rivers, Yuetian and heaven.

As for the practice field left by Subhuti, it is in this map.

"When Meng Chengshen and I rushed out of the Cave Mansion of Flying Waterfall and Flowing Spring, we saw the Buddha statue of Subhuti from a distance, covering the mountain with a height of more than [-] meters. Dongxuzang was originally a monk from Yaochi, why is it in his hands? But there is a Buddhist lotus platform? And the golden Buddha statue of Subhuti will appear on the spiritual mountain dojo hidden in his cave?"

Liu Yi thought in his heart: "I'm afraid that the hidden hole has a lot to do with this matter!"

In ancient times, the Buddhist Eight Treasures Merit Pool had a radius of [-] li, like a vast ocean.

The Merit Pond in Zhumo Temple is just a small pond.

There is not only the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in the Demon Killing Temple, but also the Eight Treasures Merit Pool in the Lingshan Dojo left by Subhuti.

Liu Yi didn't need to think too much, he already understood that the real Eight Treasures Merit Pool had been shattered in ancient times, and now the so-called Eight Treasures Merit Pool by Master Wufeng is just a fragment of the ancient Eight Treasures Merit Pool .

In any case, there must be vitality in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool!

Moreover, this kind of upgrade can refine and absorb the three-foot willow tree, turning it into a small green bead, which is stored in Liu Yi's lower dantian, boosting Liu Yi's cultivation!

Such benefits are in front of you, how can you let go?

Improving his cultivation is the most important thing for Liu Yi right now.

Liu Yi paid attention firmly in his heart, and thought to himself: "I must go and investigate the ashram left behind by Subhuti!"

Five days later!

Only one-third of the little green beads in Liu Yi's dantian were left, and the first drop of mana was condensed by Liu Yi a night ago.

Mana!Represents the cultivation base of a true immortal!

Daoist immortal!

Liu Yi even cooked a whole roasted lamb, and had a drink with Tanlang to celebrate.

Today, only one night has passed since the first drop of mana was condensed, but all the true energy in Liu Yi's body has been transformed into mana. If he uses supernatural powers again, the power will be several times greater than before!

In the lower dantian, mana gathered into a small pool the size of a bowl, rippling with microwaves.

Waves of mana ripples traveled along the meridians, reaching the upper dantian purple mansion, washing away Liu Yi's primordial spirit, tempering the immortal sword intent.

This morning Liu Yi Yungong opened his eyes, and found a magpie outside the door, squatting on a branch, chirping.

Meng Chengshen, who had been missing for several days, finally arrived at the Demon Execution Temple.

At the same time, Meng Chengshen also brought news about the situation of all parties in Hengshan.

Among them, the thing that shocked Liu Yi the most was the matter of the real devil's cave!

Ji Wushuang, the number one expert under the Devil Emperor's seat in Hengshan, and one of the three main halls, the Lord of the Godly Killing Palace, Ji Wushuang, ordered that the masters under the Demon Emperor's seat in Hengshan be recalled to the True Demon Cave Mansion, and then the Real Devil Cave Mansion will be closed and closed...

If it is an ordinary sect, after the mountain is closed and the door is closed, it must be a man with its tail between its legs and disappear in the eyes of the world.

But Ji Wushuang was different, he brought all the masters under the Devil Emperor of Hengshan out, entered the Valley of Heavenly Kings, and fought fiercely with the Four Heavenly Kings of Sanxiu for three days.In the end, Ji Wushuang defeated the four heavenly kings with his own strength.The four heavenly kings were defeated, and the monks who stayed in the Valley of Heavenly Kings were all killed.

As for Feng Tianmang, one of the Four Heavenly Kings whom Liu Yi had met, he was severely injured by Ji Wushuang.

Shoot the first bird!

The Four Heavenly Kings spread invitations and summoned the world's masters to rise up and conquer the Devil Emperor, but they were swept away by Ji Wushuang.

But in this battle, Wen Yingkong, the master of the Heavenly Slaughter Palace, never appeared...

Rumor has it that Ji Wushuang's next target is the Four Demons of the Earth and Sea under the Dragon and Tiger Demon Emperor's throne. This Four Demons of the Earth and Sea, known as Zhang San Li Si Wang Wu Zhao Liu, has also sent out invitations widely and is considered one of the first birds.

Liu Yi has invitations from both parties.

At this moment, after having a long conversation with Meng Chengshen, and knowing many things that happened outside, Liu Yi felt a little emotional, thinking: "I have seen Feng Tianmang before, this woman's strength is not under Dongxu's possession." But their four heavenly kings are still in the Valley of Heavenly Kings, and they still can't fight against Ji Wushuang, and I don't know how powerful Ji Wushuang is! My cultivation is far worse than those of these Hengshan peak masters Far! But... in time, I must meet Ji Wushuang in person to see what kind of character this number one master under the Emperor's throne is!"

Since stepping into the path of cultivation, Liu Yi has never been a person willing to be mediocre.

Ordinary people have been ordinary for a long time, and they are often implied to be mediocre, so they lived their last life in a daze.But some people are not willing to be mediocre, so some people are depressed, some are worldly, some are utilitarian, some are exploiting, and some are depraved...

Some people rose up and moved forward with their heads held high.

Liu Yi has always felt that being able to fight a powerful enemy is a great joy in life!

"Meng Daoyou, you said that Ji Wushuang fought fiercely with the Four Heavenly Kings. Did he win the battle head-on, or did he rely on a sneak attack?"

The Hengshan Devil Emperor's nature of being good at sneak attacks has long been deeply ingrained in Liu Yi's heart, so Liu Yi asked this question.

"Fight it head-on! It's definitely a fight head-on!"

Meng Chengshen knocked on the big cigarette stick, and replied: "It's just that Ji Wushuang's supernatural means seem to be completely different from my monk's means in the Hengshan realm!"

Liu Yi frowned and asked, "What's the difference?"

"The scene of the great battle back then was recorded by people using the water mirror technique and spread all over the world. I happen to have it in my hand."

Meng Chengshen took out a scroll from his sleeve and shook it in the wind. The scroll hung in the air, and a scene appeared inside: a monk with a tall figure and a ribbon of flowing water wrapped around his body, standing high in the sky.

"This is Ji Wushuang..."

Meng Chengshen pointed to the person in the painting, and saw Ji Wushuang standing between the wind and the clouds, with one hand, his left hand released a thousand-meter gust of wind, and a big bird with golden feathers flew out of it; his right hand released ten thousand-meter water mist waves, among which A large, pitch-black fish emerged.

Liu Yi didn't know the big golden feathered bird.

But Liu Yi was very familiar with the big black fish, and couldn't help but exclaim in his mouth: "It's...it's such a big fish!"