Buddhist.
This is an ancient existence.
The ancient one had completely disappeared as early as the time of the ancient catastrophe.
Although there were Buddhist disciples in ancient times, they were very few, and even today, there may still be Buddhist disciples, but they are definitely very few.
As for Buddhism.
Not to mention the three thousand great worlds, even in the heavens, there are not many people who understand Buddhism.
This thing is different from the way of immortality. The way of immortality depends on cultivation and comprehension, while Buddhism can only rely on the connection with the Buddha.
Gu Qingfeng can be sure that whether it is the mysterious scriptures on the walls of the main hall or this lotus futon, they are all things of Buddhism.
However, compared with the condensing lotus futon, he is more interested in the scriptures emerging on the wall.
As the flickering brilliance of the futon in the center becomes stronger and stronger, the awe-inspiring Buddha light emanating from it becomes stronger and stronger.
Gradually, the futon really formed a lotus throne, and on the lotus throne was a spar with a faint golden halo, about the size of a fist. When this golden spar appeared, a mighty Buddha's breath rushed to the face come.
inside.
Young master Baihe, Ye Rou, and Zhuo Feng stared straight when they saw this golden spar, even the cold Chenyue was no exception.
"Is this a relic?"
The enchanting Ye Rou murmured in surprise.
No one has seen the relic, but when they saw the golden spar on the lotus throne, the word relic came to everyone's mind.
At the same time, Bai He, Ye Rou, and Zhuo Feng rushed towards the lotus throne, and then behind Bai He, Kai Feng, Gao Jie, and the two old men also rushed over, but when they rushed to the side of the lotus throne, they all had expressions on their faces. A big change, and then retreated immediately.
"snort!"
Young Master Bai He snorted coldly, the brilliance of his whole body flashed wildly, and the spiritual power burst out violently, it turned out to be the thirty-sixth turn of the golden core.
"I want to see how strong you are!"
Young Master Baihe shouted in arrogance, and the flickering brilliance around his body burned wildly, unpredictable, and colorful colors interlaced and flickered. Here, he was wearing a streamer, and his feet were full of colors. Nine layers of streamer covered his body, like wind, thunder, and clouds. Majestic, very mighty.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Rou didn't hesitate, and sacrificed her spiritual power. It was the golden elixir that turned twenty-four times. , It also looks like wind and rain, powerful and powerful, just like a natural storm.
boom!
Young Master Bai He rushed forward, rushed to the side of the lotus throne, the nine layers of streamers flickering all over his body swayed wildly as if encountering a strong wind, his face suddenly changed in shock, and then retreated again.
She is like this, and Ye Rou is no exception, the two of them can't get close to the lotus futon even if they sacrifice the nine layers of flowing colors of nature that they are proud of.
The Buddha breath contained in the lotus futon is too vast.
However, it is this kind of awe-inspiring Buddha's breath that prevents Bai He and Ye Rou, the two geniuses of the Ninth Layer of Nature, from getting close.
It wasn't the powerful Dharma that stopped them, nor was it a powerful force that stopped them.
No!
There is neither dharma nor power.
Just pure Buddha breath.
The closer you are to the futon, the more you can feel the vastness of the Buddha's breath. After being enveloped by the Buddha's breath, there is neither pain nor fear, but only awe.
That's right!
Just awe.
The deeper one is shrouded in Buddha's breath, the stronger this awe will be.
It is this kind of awe that makes Bai He, Ye Rou and other geniuses with nine levels of brilliance unable to get close.
Mr. Baihe was about to try again, when an old man behind him secretly transmitted a voice: "Master, don't be impulsive, the Buddha's breath contained in the lotus futon is too powerful, you must not use it by force."
"What about the relic!"
"Although the old man doesn't know what this lotus futon actually is, but this thing is condensing, and as the condensing speed slows down, the Buddha's breath contained in it seems to be weakening bit by bit. We need to wait and see. Change."
It was said that Mr. Baihe used his spiritual sense to investigate carefully, and it was indeed as the old man said, as the speed of the lotus futon's evolution became slower and slower, the Buddha's breath contained in it seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
It was not only Mr. Baihe who discovered this situation, Ye Rou also quickly realized it. It seemed that Zhuo Feng had already discovered this mystery, so after the first trial, he did not continue.
"Hehe, how should we divide such a relic among so many of us?"
Ye Roumei smiled coldly, her eyes swept over the people in the arena.
"Score? Humph!"
Young Master Bai He flicked his cloak, strode forward, and shouted proudly: "This relic is about to be ordered, Ye Rou, if you are sensible, just stand there honestly, and I will never treat you badly afterwards. If you don't know how to snatch it from me, you should know my Baihe's methods!"
"Oh! I'm so scared." Ye Rou stared at Bai He with her eyes like a snake and scorpion, and said with a smile, "Master Bai He, the little girl admits that she is not your opponent, but... even if I agree, Mr. Zhuo will not Yes."
"Zhuo Feng! Are you going to rob me?"
Bai He looked at Zhuo Feng with a sneer, and said, "I hope you take a closer look at who these two people behind me are before answering this question!"
Zhuo Feng still looked so calm, he looked at Bai He, and then at the two old men behind Bai He, and said with a smile: "I have heard the names of the two seniors, Daze and Daqing, for a long time. , naturally know their strength."
Daze, Daqing.
The two are celebrities in the Sifang Dayu.
To be exact, he is a well-known villain in the Sifang Dayu.
They are evil cultivators.
They are practicing evil heretics, practicing evil techniques, absorbing people's souls, eating people's foundations, refining people's golden elixir, eating people's real bodies, drinking people's blood... It can be said that for cultivation, they do everything they can.
The evil cultivator's cultivation level may not be high, and he may not know many fairy arts, but because he feeds on other people's souls, real bodies, and blood all year round, he is very powerful in both physical and spiritual power, especially the magic weapon for sacrificial refining. Extremely scary.
And Zhuo Feng knew even better that Daze and Daqing had a powerful magic weapon called the Blood Cloud Banner, which was sacrificed once more than ten years ago, and it sucked the blood of more than a thousand people in an instant, turning more than a thousand people into Mummy.
"It's good to know, I advise you to be more sensible!"
"Yeah?"
Zhuo Feng smiled lightly, without showing any worry in his expression, and said with a smile: "Master Baihe, it doesn't matter whether I fight with you or not, what matters is whether others fight with you or not."
Young Master Bai He naturally knew who the other person at Zhuo Feng's mouth was, he looked at Chenyue and asked, "What about you, do you want to compete with this Young Master?"
Chenyue ignored it, just stood quietly, looking at the lotus futon that was condensing.
"It's unreasonable, how dare you ignore me!"
Wow!
Young Master Bai He stepped forward with one step, the brilliance flickering all over his body, his body was covered with streamers, and his feet were overflowing with colors. Nine layers of streamers flowed all over his body. The wind, thunder, clouds, lightning and thunderbolts within him enveloped the majestic power in an instant!