Forced Chivalry

“Three years? Isn’t that the fastest three years, the world will be chaos?”

Zhang Yuan was shocked.

“I am compassionate.”

The sneaky face is sad.

Both were surprised.

“Is there no way?”

Asked Little Daoist Priest.

“This poor monk is still difficult to come up with. This is the number of robs in the world. However, a few decades ago, an ancient seal was shaken out of the broken hell. There is no demon to dare to approach the ancient seal. It should be one. Piece rare treasure.”

Said the ghost.

“Ancient India? What is the ancient seal?”

Zhang Yuan suddenly asked.

“There is a handwriting display above, called Heaven Turning Seal.”

Said the ghost.

“Heaven Turning Seal is from the broken hell?”

Zhang Yuan startled, and quickly asked: “Don’t Master know this old print?”

Ghostly shook his head gently: “this poor monk is ignorant, never heard, the age should be a long time.”

Zhang Yuan rolled in his heart.

Even this sneaky doesn’t know Heaven Turning Seal?

What exactly is going on?

Is this Heaven Turning Seal the piece he heard in his previous life?

“There is no amount of heaven, seal, and there is a Master. If there is no command, we will leave.”

Little Daoist Priest said suddenly.

“Amitabha, this poor monk has something, I hope the leader can take it out and transfer the fated person.”

Ghosts suddenly put their hands together, started talking.

“I don’t know what it is?”

Little Daoist Priest asked curiously.

The sneaky swan turned and walked into the Buddhist temple, and took out a huge black wooden box from the Buddha’s case. The pattern was lingering, simple and mysterious, filled with a sultry atmosphere.

“A few days ago, three people broke into the battlefield and broke a few key seals. This thing flew out and was intercepted by me. Please take the leader to the world and don’t let the treasures dust.”

Said the ghost.

Little Daoist Priest doubted the huge wooden box and took it very hard. He almost couldn’t take it out.

Zhang Yuan was also curious and looked over at it.

The wooden box is five feet long and two feet wide, engraved with three ancient little dragonflies.

[Heavenly Demon Zither]

Zhang Yuan was shocked and said: “This is Heavenly Demon Zither?”

The two players, what they are trying to do, is this?

“Amitabha, this is the Terran Sacred Item, has been buried for 10,000 years, and it should be born again.”

Said the ghost.

Zhang Yuan is secretly screaming.

The two men did not get it, but they were intercepted directly by the ghost.

This sneaky power is unimaginable.

But he is not envious at all.

He already has Yin Snow Knife and he doesn’t care much about Heavenly Demon Zither.

Moreover, he did not play the piano at all, which was seriously inconsistent with his style of painting.

“This donor, you are in the arms of my Buddha, and I have a relationship with my Buddha.”

Suddenly, the ghosts looked toward towards Zhang Yuan, hands clasped together, started talking.

Zhang Yuan’s eyelids jumped wildly.

You have a relationship with my Buddha.

“Does the donor wish to ask Fobao out? This poor monk is willing to help.”

Sneaky

Zhang Yuan is thinking about it.

What Buddha?

How could he have a treasure in his body?

Suddenly in my heart, I took out an old kraft paper from my arms and said, “Is this what Master said?”

“Amitabha, the donor really carries the Buddha.”

Said the ghost.

“Can Master translate this for me?”

Zhang Yuan eyes shined.

This is the scrap of Buddha’s Palm, written in the ancient buddha.

He can’t understand a word.

There is a ghost now, maybe it can help him translate it.

“Nature can.”

Ghosts nodded.

Zhang Yuan’s heart is overjoyed: “There is a Master.”

He thanked him and handed the kraft paper to the sneaky.

Ghostly took the roll of kraft paper and unfolded it, revealing the color of nostalgia. Then he walked to the temple and sat down, took the pen and paper, and began to translate.

Zhang Yuan watched quietly beside him, and her heart was uplifting.

This is definitely a windfall!

Buddha’s Palm is finally going to be unlocked.

I don’t know what it will be?

Little Daoist Priest is also looking curious on one side.

With the translation of the sneaky, the lines and lines continue to be written, Little Daoist Priest stunned: “Is this Buddhism Divine Art? Is it Yi Jin Jing or Vijra?”

Zhang Yuan showed a strong smile.

Little Daoist Priest has yet to be improved.

This is much more powerful than the easy-strength and vigorous Vajra.

not long time.

Ghosts and gods have translated all the kraft paper, and all the two rolls are handed over to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan immediately opened it and looked at it. He felt a shock in his heart and said: “Heavenly Buddha is coming to the world!”

Although it is not Wanfo Chaozong, it is absolutely unpredictable.

“This is Buddha’s Palm?”

Little Daoist Priest was shocked.

“嘿嘿”`”

Zhang Yuan showed a smile like a little fox.

The sneaky lightly smiled, hands clasped together, said: “Bubao has always only sent fated person, the donor can get the Buddha treasure, that is, my Buddha fated person, the donor can go to Shaolin in the future, with the help of Shaolin relic, practice this trick.”

Zhang Yuan face startled.

Amazed look towards sneaky, said: “With Shaolin relic? Why?”

“This is one of my profound profound truths. Only with my Buddha relic can I successfully cultivate.”

Ghost smile.

“Only with the help of relics can you cultivate?”

Zhang Yuan has a face.

What kind of joke?

“Don’t you be reluctant?”

Zhang Yuan asked.

Ghostly shook his head and said: “Buddha’s Palm has been lost many times since ancient times, but eventually returned to Shaolin again. The reason is that only Shaolin relics can be used to cultivate, otherwise absolutely impossible.”

Zhang Yuan has a twitching mouth.

In this way, he really wants to go to Shaolin in the future.

I don’t know if his Azure Panel can cheat.

Anyway, practicing other martial arts, he cheated.

Suddenly, his heart moved, said with a smile: “Master, you just threw a relic, I wonder if the relic can borrow me?”

“This is the relic formed by this poor monk. It is not enough for the Buddha to be comprehend Buddha’s Palm. It is only possible to go to the Shaolin stupa.”

Ghostly apologizes.

Zhang Yuan showed a pity, or arched: “many thanks Master.”

“The donor is polite.”

Ghostly hands clasped together.

“Master can have other instructions. If not, then we will leave.”

Said Zhang Yuan.

“I will send two donors.”

Said the ghost.

“There is a Master.”

The two said to each other.

Under the sneaky transmission, it is indeed a lot safer.

More importantly, the evils of all around have been led by the previous horns, so it has been very smooth all the way.

After half a day, they have already arrived in the previous place.

“Master please come back, please restart the seal as soon as possible!”

Said Little Daoist Priest.

“Because of it.”

Ghostly hands clasped together, announced the Buddha number, left the place.

Zhang Yuan and Little Daoist Priest looked at the passage above. The body was vertical and the fingers were inserted into the soil and began to climb upwards.

The time of tea, they have already climbed up from the ancient well.

But as soon as I came out, I realized that the atmosphere was wrong.

Zhang Yuan is exposed and looks to the hospital.

I saw the courtyard, the old Taoist stern face, must be dancing, the burly body is filled with an unfathomable breath, eyes cold and embarrassing.

Opposite him, two men and one woman, stood quietly.

Women are absolutely no double!

Two men, Zhang Yuan have also seen.

One of them was handed over to him in the woods.

The other person was the young man in the yellow shirt he saw in the city that day.

“It turns out that another player is him.”

Zhang Yuan picked up his throat and looked at the young man in yellow shirt.

“what happened?”

Little Daoist Priest quickly popped up and looked out doubtfully.

“Low.”

Zhang Yuan vocal.

The old Taoist is afraid to take it out personally.

These two men are very strong and he has never seen through.

Now maybe you can look at their true strength.

“Three donors, this poor Daoist, see you have a relationship with me, how about cultivation with this poor Daoist?”

Old Taoist started talking.

“The road leader is joking, the unparalleled is just a female flow, how can I dare to cultivate with the Taoist?”

There is no double light.

“It’s okay, this poor Daoist, I don’t care for men and women, stay here. Normally give this poor Daoist a tea, pour a water, it’s not bad.”

The old minister said.