Xinhai was seriously injured, and the monk's clothes on his body were already in tatters. When he saw that the resentful spirit had been eliminated, he quickly handed over to Wu Xin, "Thank you, Zen Master!"

Wuxin shook his head, his face full of kindness, "Are you King Kong Zen Master?"

Xinhai said quickly: "I don't deserve the title of Zen master!"

As a Zen master, if you think about all dharmas, one line at a time, what is called non-birth, if you know this, you will be able to speak to a Zen master.

Zen masters refer to virtuous monks. Faced with enlightenment and faith, they dare not call themselves Zen masters.

But Wuxin smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, you must be a Zen master, I believe you can do it!"

Yang Bo stood aside and did not speak. He could see that Wu Xin was getting close to Xiang Xin Haitao.

Judging from the timeline of the opening of the ruins of the ancient Buddhist kingdom this time, they should be dominated by five Buddhas.

Vajra Buddha is one of the main lines.

Wuxin wants to establish a good relationship with Xinhai to facilitate the next fantasy.

Xinhai looked at Yang Bo, "Fellow Daoist Yang, are you injured?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "I'm not injured."

After that, he threw over a bottle of elixir and said, "Take the healing medicine first."

Seeing this scene, Wu Xin couldn't help but frown, then a smile appeared on his face, he took out a bottle of elixir and put it in Xinhai's hand.

"Master Vajra, this is the holy healing elixir refined by my master. You should get better faster if you take this bottle of elixir!"

Xinhai was a little embarrassed. He looked in the direction of Yang Bo. Yang Bo smiled and said: "Since Monk Wuxin is willing to give it to you, you can stay!"

"Keep it as a spare, it will come in handy when you need it."

Xinhai then carefully collected the two bottles of elixirs.

Wuxin sighed and couldn't help but feel helpless. He didn't expect that Yang Bo would get there first. Yang Bo had established a good relationship with Vajra Buddha, which made it difficult for him to intervene.

Yang Bo asked: "Monk Fayun has been here for many years, doesn't he have any treasures in his hands?"

"Based on his situation, he must be searching for people's wealth and anointing. Where are they hidden?"

Xinhai said: "He put them all in the underground treasure house!"

"I am about to ask the heroes to open the treasure house together. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to open the treasure house alone."

Yang Bo nodded, "Take us there."

Xinhai took Yang Bo and the two of them to the back hall. They were in a woodshed, lifted up the floor tiles, and found the entrance to the treasure house.

Treasure House uses formations to block it.

Yang Bo fell with his sword, and the formation was instantly destroyed.

When you open the treasure house, you can see countless gold and silver jewelry, which are shining brightly. These gold and silver jewelry are piled together, as well as antique calligraphy and painting, and coral agate.

Yang Bo just glanced at it and didn't care.

What he cared about was whether there were any magic treasures and Buddhist utensils here, but he didn't expect that Fa Yun was so poor. He had no magic treasures, only gold, silver and jewelry.

For Yang Bo, these are not the most important things.

The same was true for Monk Wuxin. After reading it, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Yang Bo looked at Xinhai, and when he saw Xinhai's eyes were clear, he understood that Xinhai didn't care about this at all.

Yang Bo said: "Since Fayun is dead, then donate all the people's fat and anointing."

"If we can buy enough rice, we can give porridge outside the city."

"This is a good thing with great merit, you should be able to do it well!"

Xinhai nodded, "Don't worry, hero, I will definitely be able to do it!"

"These gold, silver and jewels were all collected by Fayun from the palace treasury. They were taken from the people and used for the people. This is what it should be!"

Yang Bo looked at Xinhai, "I hope you can still maintain your original intention next time we meet!"

Xinhai said: "I hope your cultivation will improve next time we meet!"

Yang Bo: "..."

Monk Wuxin said: "Master Vajra, is this all the Dharma cloud left?"

"Are there any secret books or anything like that in his residence?"

"I'm very curious about how he arranged the formation. After all, it's not easy to refine the entire tower into a magic weapon!"

Xinhai shook his head, "He must have carried such a precious treasure with him!"

"Go and search his Qiankun bag, maybe it's hidden in his Qiankun bag."

Wu Xin's expression froze. He had already smashed the Fa Yun into the ground. At this time, it became difficult to find it.

Yang Bo didn't care. Even if he found the secret book of Buddhism, it wouldn't be of much use to him.

But Wuxin became anxious, and he rushed outside quickly. There was not much time left for him, and things were about to change here.

Before Wu Xin could reach the scene, he saw that the illusion in front of him was gradually disillusioned and all the scenery disappeared.

Yang Bo stood in the distance, watching this scene. He and Xinhai looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help laughing.

In an instant, all that was left was the dusty ground, and the hall was filled with spider webs.

Wu Xin stood in the distance, a little lost, and entered the illusion. He didn't gain anything, which made him very distressed.

Yang Bo glanced at it, turned around and left. He took out the jade token and started chatting with the others.

Yang Bo feels that they must understand the situation before they can enter the next illusion. If they do not understand it, it may have an impact on the future.

After entering the Buddhist Kingdom, everyone was scattered, and Yang Bo had no way to find the Taoist clone.

Yang Bo: "Is everyone still in the secret realm?"

"Have you ever considered the question of whether our efforts to eradicate evil in the secret realm will affect future changes?"

"These evil villains originally wanted to do evil, but now they have no choice but to do evil. Many people will survive."

"If it's just one or two illusions, it's not a big problem. If we, as many Buddhist and Taoist disciples, act together to change the outcome of the illusion, will it affect the future?"

Number 2: “This is very likely to happen!”

"I'm also considering this issue, and I think we need to be more cautious."

"The past, present, and future are all influencing and interdependent. If the past has changed, then the present and the future must also change!"

Number 1: "You mean, this illusion will undergo unimaginable changes?"

Yang Bo said: "Have you ever thought about a question: why did this Buddhist country disappear?"

"Will our actions affect the final outcome?"

"If it doesn't affect the final result, everything is fine. If it affects the final result, maybe we will have to face a lot of Buddhist practice when we go to the next illusion!"

No. 4: “Your discussion shocked me.”

"If this is the case, then we are in danger!"

"Should we consider finding the law ancestors?"

Yang Bo looked around. It was deserted here, and there were no monks around at all. It would be very difficult for everyone to join together.

Yang Bo flew up and looked around. He couldn't see any monks in the distance!

At this time, a thunder and lightning suddenly appeared in the distance.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!