Seeing that Zhang Kaifeng was attracted by the martial arts performed by these four Buddha statues, he did not notice that the true energy in his body began to appear restless. Just when he was about to go astray, the Demon Sword and Taoist Heart Method suddenly started to operate by itself, which made Zhang Kaifeng's mind clear and shuddered in his heart when he looked at the Buddha statues. These Buddha statues actually contained martial arts moves. It was thought that the person who was carved at the beginning was a martial arts master, otherwise the Buddha statue would not have the will to remain above the martial arts will. I didn't expect that it could actually induce his Demon Sword and Taoist Heart Method to operate by itself, which is not terrible.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Kaifeng suppressed the tumbling true energy in his body, his eyes returned to clear. After obtaining these moves, he needed time to think about it. Once he made a profit from it, it would definitely be a great help to his creative moves. However, it was impossible to digest it for a while. He dissipated his thoughts and saw the white clothes walking out of the crowd when he came back to his senses.

"How!" Zhang Kaifeng asked.

"This signature is mixed, but the result will be verified in the future." Yuxin was unwilling to disclose the answer to the signature, so Zhang Kaifeng did not ask.

Since they had already obtained the visa, there was no need for the two of them to stay here and turned around and left the Buddhist temple. After he left, an old monk in the Buddhist temple looked at the two of them leaving, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Xiantingxin walked on the trail, and the topics Zhang Kaifeng and Yuxin talked about made the people around him smile. Perhaps it was because no one had talked to him like this for a long time, or perhaps it was because the two were not very different in age and the topic had never stopped. However, this situation was quickly broken, and Yan Zhen emerged from somewhere.

"I said two, when will I kiss me mine?"

Zhang Kaifeng frowned and said, "Where did you go? I want to have any news."

"Hehe, this is natural. I'm going to find out a lot of news." Yan Zhen said.

"Tell me!" Zhang Kaifeng simply spit out two words.

"Hmph! A guy without any interest" Yan Zhen snorted coldly and said, "In fact, the reason why Tantric Buddhism publishes heroic posts has two purposes. First, it is naturally because of you. Second, it is said that a monk who has been in seclusion for a long time is about to leave the seclusion. It is said that this person is practicing a unique martial arts and is about to be completed. Moreover, Tantric Buddhism is also recommended by Yankong, the leader of the Tantric Buddhism, has also abdicated, and the new leader is also selected by the monk."

"Why is this!"

"What and why."

"It is the matter of Tantric Buddhism's own business, so why should we elect the leader in front of the heroes of the martial arts world?"

"What do you think is the deep meaning."

"Just watch the changes!"

While the three of them were chatting, they came to a place with high towers without knowing it. Zhang Kaifeng frowned and said, "This is the place where the monks of Tantric Buddhism have been sitting and transformed."

"Please stop three people." Just as the three people were about to walk in, a middle-aged monk appeared.

The three of them changed their expressions. Although this person was introverted in martial arts, the powerful aura emitted from the inside made them feel as if they were facing a great enemy. Zhang Kaifeng clasped his fists: "We and the three of us have no intention of offending this place, so we will leave."

After watching the three of them leave, murderous intent flashed in the monk's eyes, but instead of going forward, he turned around and entered the tower and disappeared into the tower.

When he walked out of the room, the two men closed the door tightly and had no intention of opening the door, but he didn't care. He sat upright on the stone bench and closed his eyes to rest.

After wandering around for a day, they were not in the mood to go on a walk. They turned around and returned to their rooms to rest.

In a blink of an eye, the night fell, and the cold wind swayed. When the moon wheel above his head quietly disappeared into the dark clouds, the figure sitting upright slowly stood up, and the toes gently lit up, and the figure disappeared silently like a breeze. After Zhang Kaifeng left, the two doors also opened, and Yan Zhen's face disappeared. After a glance with Yu Xin, Yan Zhen lifted his body and used his light skills to disappear, and Yu Xin disappeared after that.

Tonight, there were many people who disappeared late at night with Zhang Kaifeng. It can be said that all kinds of fish and dragons were moving in the dark. Zhang Kaifeng, who was walking under the shade of a tree, moved his ears, and the wind danced six magic flashed. A gentle footsteps came again on the quiet path. A man in a night clothes appeared, but he quickly left, and after that, several more people came.

These ambitious people in the martial arts world have been envious of Tantric martial arts for a long time. They usually have a rare opportunity to enter. Tonight, the world is in a state of chaos. It is a good time for them to start. If they don’t do it, they will only have leftovers and no soup left. Zhang Kaifeng, who restrained his true energy, hid in a dark place and looked at him coldly, with a sneer on his lips. Tantric Buddhism seems to be in peace tonight, but the more chaotic it is, the better it is to him. He leaves here with a flash of figure.

The wind sounds of a century-old ancient temple. A towering tower stands above a tall tower. The handwriting on a golden plaque in front of the tower gate is particularly tempting. The three words "Sutra Tower" can make anyone in the world crazy. Although the martial arts of Tantric Buddhism are born from the Buddhist sect and form a lineage. This independent lineage does not mean that their martial arts are not strong, but is unique and well-known in the martial arts world. Every unique skill is dreamed of by those who practice martial arts. Now this long-term high tower has welcomed many uninvited guests, and it is no longer quiet.

Tonight's Zangjin Pavilion was as always, with only a faint candlelight illuminating. When the dark clouds covered the moonlight, several figures used their light skills to climb up to the high tower. Inside the tower, a monk was referring to Buddhist scriptures on the desk table. His expression was extremely serious, and the swaying candlelight reflected the figure of this person. This monk was not old and was a middle-aged monk. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe. His appearance was very calm, like autumn water, adding many unique temperaments to the Buddhist temple, but a scar on his cheek covered most of this temperament, which seemed to add a bit of ferocity. The two completely different auras gave people a contradictory feeling, but these two auras were completely compatible, which showed that this person had a high cultivation level.

"Crack!"

Muran, the breeze rose, and several windows were blown open by the wind. The originally faint candlelight was almost extinguished under the breeze. The monk stretched out a palm to the candlelight without raising his head, so that the candlelight could be calmed down. He waved his hand and a gentle wind came out from his palm, covering the open window, and continued to look down at his Buddhist scriptures.

The silent Sutra Pavilion was as always, but in the dark corner of the second floor, a red light suddenly lit up, with red lights flickering, like fireflies in the night. Sasha's voice came from the rows of bookshelfs, just like a mouse that had been hungry for a long time suddenly encountered delicious food and ate it wildly.

The mice that heard the sounds from each other were not angry because of the appearance of other companions. They seemed to have a tacit understanding that they did not make a sound to disturb each other, but continued to eat, and their breathing became heavier and heavier. The heavy breathing sound symbolized their inner uneasiness, whether they were joy or fear, or shocked by future fantasies, but their movements became faster.

As time goes by, there are more such sounds. There are more mice here because cats have not discovered the invasion of mice. The mice seem to be not satisfied with the food, but instead throw the food and head towards a higher level.

After the second floor was quiet, a light footstep came up from the stairs below. The footstep was almost negligible because the visitor took too light and saw the Buddhist scriptures scattered all over the ground. This man was a monk who was comprehending the Buddhist scriptures on the first floor. The middle-aged monk did not immediately go upstairs to chase those who invaded the Sutra Pavilion, but patiently picked up the Buddhist scriptures scattered all over the ground one by one, took off the dust from the books, and put them back on the bookshelf. His patience was very good. However, the scar on his face was wriggling violently, and some inexplicable smiles slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. This smile made people shudder.

In this way, the monk climbed the tower with shallow steps and put away the Buddhist scriptures that were originally scattered on the ground. The monk's murderous intent was brewing. The generous monk's cloak had no movement at all, but the invisible wind was blowing, which was the murderous intent. At first, it was like a breeze blowing, and as the number of floors increased, his monk's cloak could no longer be calm, like a strong wind passing by, making a sound of rushing.

Time passed by. In the blink of an eye, these invading men in black came to the ninth floor, but there were fewer and fewer things in front of them, mostly Buddhist scriptures. At this time, many people regretted why they followed so early. Human nature always thinks that good things are behind, but accidentally miss the most precious things. In the end, they can only sigh. Just as they wanted to walk back, their muscles tensed up and their eyebrows raised, and they felt a murderous intent that was suppressed to the extreme. Once this murderous intent exploded, it was enough to destroy the world. In the face of this terrifying murderous intent, nothing seemed to stop him.

Finally, these men in black discovered the visitor. After the light footsteps, a white-washed monk appeared in front of them, and the murderous aura that rushed over came like waves. The men in black looked tight. Everyone couldn't help but flash a word "master". The men in black rubbed their feet, which did not mean that they were going to escape, but that they had murderous intent. Thinking of the various martial arts below the floor, they held their thoughts of escaping, and they felt that they would not want to leave if they didn't kill the monk in front of them.

"Kill him!" Someone said in a low voice, and the murderous aura of the scene suddenly soared into the sky. After a brief pass, these people chose to join forces.
Chapter completed!