Chapter 316 The Spirit Mouse of Lingshan(2/3)
Be prepared to use your time to grind.
Unexpectedly, Tathagata Buddha seemed to have left the Great Leiyin Temple not long ago, and his control over the glazed lamp suddenly increased dramatically.
This made him extremely happy.
He just felt like God was beginning to send him warmth.
'The Tathagata Buddha is not here, so it is fitting that I get this treasure.'
While he was busy silently refining the glass lamp, the door opened...
"Since there is no one around, I will continue to go back to make sacrifices to the glazed lamp."
The power of the glazed lamp is endless.
If he could control it and refine all the lamp oil for his own use, the yellow-haired marten's Samadhi Divine Wind would be enough to cultivate him to the state of great achievement.
If you have reached the state of Dacheng's Samadhi divine wind, then just blow it and the gods and demons in the three realms will tremble and tremble!
This is the power of peerless supernatural powers.
Of course, he is still a long way from Dacheng.
And do you want to achieve great success through step-by-step cultivation?
I'm afraid this shouldn't be calculated based on ten thousand years.
The yellow-haired marten can't wait.
He is a player after all.
He came here to quickly achieve magical skills. Now that there is a shortcut in front of him, how could he give up?!
He closed the door, turned around, and prepared to continue refining the glass lamp.
unexpectedly.
He just turned around and took a step, but he was very shocked to find that the glazed lamp on the ground was missing?!
"How come?!"
'What the hell.'
'It was clearly still there just now!'
‘Is it possible that he will run away on his own?!’
'perhaps……'
‘Is someone coming in?!’
Think of this.
The fur all over the body of the yellow-haired marten stood on end, and just when he was about to use his magic weapon to defend himself, a brilliant ray of light descended above his head like a bolt of lightning.
boom!
Before he could see Pi Lian's true face clearly, he heard a bang, and then he fell down involuntarily.
Buzzing! His eardrum seemed to have been pierced, and he could no longer hear any sound. He could only hear bursts of buzzing noise.
His eyes were filled with blood red color, his eyeballs seemed to be cracked, and he could no longer see the outside world.
Just for a moment.
He lost his mobility.
The five senses have also been deprived!
His body seemed to have been penetrated and he was unable to move.
‘How is that possible?!’
'What I replaced was the famous yellow-haired mink!'
'He died before he even had time to use the Samadhi Kamikaze?!'
'Do you want it to be so tragic?!'
The yellow-haired marten was very sad and angry.
He has worked hard for so long and finally cultivated such a "big guy."
It ended up hanging?!
He wants to know who the murderer is.
At the moment when his soul ascended to heaven, he widened his eyes and looked in all directions.
In the dark.
Sure enough, he saw a human figure.
He was a young man with unparalleled splendor and a temperament that looked like an immortal or a god.
It is almost impossible to encounter another young man like this, let alone his world, even in this world of gods and demons.
He was stunned at that time, a little shocked, confused, and thought in confusion:
"Damn it. Who the hell is this!"
‘This temperament is so outstanding! When did I offend such a powerful person?! Why don’t I remember?’
He racked his brains and couldn't think of a reason.
I can only try my best to remember the face and figure of this young man, 'When I get back, find a great painter to draw it and hang it on the forum. If anyone has seen such a character, I don't believe they have no memory.'
…
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Zhou Yi, when the yellow-haired ferret was hunkering down to see if anyone was there, he decisively flew into the room and took away the glass lamp.
How could Zhou Yi give up on such a divine object as the glazed lamp?
The yellow-haired mink kept staring at the glass lamp and was reluctant to leave, which shows how good this item is.
Yes.
At the moment when the yellow-haired mink closed the door and turned around, Zhou Yi simply used a little oil from the lotus lamp to kill the yellow-haired mink.
But the storm caused by the lamp oil explosion was also huge.
If Zhou Yi hadn't used the merit water to cleanse his body not long ago, he really wouldn't have been able to hide his body in this explosion.
Although I have done it now, it is still a bit difficult.
He didn't dare to stay longer.
After all, he had already killed the yellow-haired mink.
This yellow-haired marten is another player here. Since he is dead, there is no need for Zhou Yi to stay here.
Whoosh!
Zhou Yi could feel waves of Buddha's light approaching at an extremely fast speed.
Obviously, the movement here has attracted the attention of some people sitting in the Great Leiyin Temple.
Zhou Yi didn't think much and directly chose to escape.
Of course before leaving.
He didn't go to the Eight Treasures Merit Pond to get another handful. He was worried that the forbidden blast buried deep in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond would blow him up to the point where he could no longer hide his figure.
It will be bad then.
He has already gained a lot, and there is no need to renounce himself here for the remaining benefits.
Wait until he becomes stronger in the future.
There is no chance of an honest return.
Thinking like this, Zhou Yi's golden light spread faster and faster.
He made many twists and turns along the way, avoiding several waves of fierce men. After a while, he arrived at the main hall of the Great Leiyin Temple.
Sure enough, the main hall was at least 50% empty at the moment, leaving only a few Bodhisattvas sitting here.
However, they were also absent-minded, and each of them frowned and looked at the direction of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. They were obviously very confused and worried.
Zhou Yi just glanced at it, stepped out of the Great Leiyin Temple, and fled to the foot of the mountain.
Different from before.
This time Zhou Yi refined his body and felt like a fish in water. His movements were natural and his speed was extremely fast. He was like a gust of wind and suddenly he had drifted to the foot of the mountain.
He saw the ship.
The boatman was shaking the oar as usual, but this time he seemed to want to walk ashore, but after thinking for a while, he hesitated.
Until a moment later.
A Bodhisattva rushed down the mountain and yelled at him, 'Hurry, start the boat.'
To be continued...