Chapter 274 Eternal Treasure

In the copper hall, the four walls are densely placed with tens of thousands of small bronze-cast Buddha statues, all of which are exquisitely cast, set off between the copper cast columns and the beamless wall of the hall, creating a rich texture and operating a magnificent and shining sacred atmosphere.

Ling Feng felt like he had entered a large copper cover or a covered copper bell. In the face of such an environment, he yearned for nature and hated restraint, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of discomfort.

The light mixed with the morning light and the moonlight reflected in, projecting his elongated shadow on the center of the hall and the wall facing the main door.

On one side, the pure white and flawless jade seal, the shining with precious light, is placed safely on the copper table in the heart of the temple.

The seal is engraved with the patterns of five dragons. The craftsmanship is exquisite, but a corner is missing to make up for gold.

That was a corner thrown down by the Empress Dowager when Wang Mang usurped the throne and asked for the jade seal at the end of the Western Han Dynasty. This is contained in history, but what is the truth in this world? No one knows how the huge power contained in He Shibi can be easily broken by a woman?

The sound of clothes outside the door kept ringing. Ling Feng could feel that the monks of the whole temple were gathering here, but no one broke into the hall. He Shibi has a strong inhibitory effect on congenital qi.

"I was ordered by heaven to live forever." The eight big words engraved by Qin Xiang and Li Siming exude dazzling light.

Although the meaning is good, it is a pity that there can be no immortal dynasty in the world.

However, Ling Feng ignored He Shibi, and his eyes first turned to the Taoist who meditated silently on the round cushion behind the copper.

The Taoist's yellow robe covered his face was as quiet as a rock that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost. He closed his eyes slightly, and his expression still did not change at all under the gaze of masters such as Ling Feng.

A futon, a Taoist priest.

This is so incoherent, but extremely natural.

"Ning Dodge!"

Ling Feng knew that he had miscalculated. He had never thought that he would meet Ning Daoqi, the first person in the Central Plains, one of the three masters, at this time.

In fact, it should have been expected that even if He Shibi's power is in a closed copper room, it is still impossible to escape Li Xiuyao's induction. Only when someone is using it to perform a similar meditation skill, she will not feel the existence of He Shibi. Ling Feng's spiritual power is so powerful that he can directly break into this strange blockade, but he has never noticed that there is still Ning Daoqi in the hall.

In his opinion, the agreement between Ning Daoqi and Cihang Jingzhai has come to an end. After delivering He Shibi, he should be clear-sleeved and ignore the dust, but the current facts make him very unhappy. He Shibi is not yours. Why do you need to guard it like a watchdog?

Ling Feng suddenly had a feeling of irritability.

The next moment, he suddenly woke up and unconsciously turned his eyes to He Shibi. It seems that this rare jade, which has been passed down through the ages, is releasing some kind of energy beyond anyone's understanding. In just over ten breaths, this radioactive alien force has doubled.

Only then did Ling Feng really realize why all the monks in the temple had to avoid it. With the power of Kong and the four holy monks, he could not avoid vulgarity. Even if he went outside the door now, he did not immediately enter the situation of siege against him.

At the same time, the mind is strong, which shows that Ning Daoqi's skills are terrible and unique.

Ning Daoqi suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, "Brother Ming, we meet again!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and Zhenyuan began to bulge from the spring acupoint in the heart of his right foot, and swam all over his body in an instant.

The irritability subsided immediately.

He was secretly surprised and puzzled. Can the influence of He Shibi really be so easy to resolve? Is it true that Lao Ling's protagonist mode is playing a role again?

On the surface, he remained calm and said in a low voice, "The Taoist priest has borrowed the treasure for three years. Why don't you let go at this time?"

Ning Daoqi sighed, "Brother Ming misunderstood. I have to take off the shackles and open my heart. I realized something for a moment, so I borrowed He Shibi from Master Kong."

"Oh?" Ling Feng didn't know whether to believe his words or not. He said lightly, "Ming is the head of the world and is about to win the country. He is also trying to use this jade seal for a few years. Will the Taoist priest give up his love?"

Ning Daoqi had expected him to say so, but he was not surprised. He shook his head and said, "Brother Ming, you're welcome. If this treasure is my father's, he will not hesitate to give it to Brother Ming. However, He Shibi is entrusted to the custody of Jingzhai in the Zen Institute. Although Ning has no responsibility to protect him, he has his due responsibility. How I hope that Brother Ming will come to me today to drink and talk to me and share my experience of life. I only hate heaven and earth for not being benevolent. I regard everything as a dog, and let us sink upside down, and my mind is in my heart. What can I do! What can I do?"

Ling Feng secretly praised this speech for fully showing the identity and courage of a generation of masters, and did not taboo himself to say that he was secretly scheming. He laughed and said, "Well, you and I have never had enough fun in the battle of Daxing. Let's separate the winner today!"

The body did not move, and he slapped his hand in place. The strong wind was like a tornado, hitting the opposite side.

Ningdaoqi did not move, as if the Lingfeng attacked only insignificant breeze, the cold willow wind, the hands did not lift, the feet did not move, the head did not avoid, and the Taoist robe did not even have a trace of waves.

Because He Shibi is in a straight line between the two.

Ling Feng's strong wind must pass through He Shibi to hit him.

The wind is extinguished.

Heshi's beauty is even more prosperous, which makes Ling Feng's irresistible attack just a yellow crane's spring dream.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's number sounded outside the door, and then a voice came and said, "The poor monk is empty. If the benefactor is willing to get lost and return, the old man can promise to let the benefactor leave."

Ling Feng ignored it and snorted coldly. He immediately took a step forward and grabbed Baobi.

Ning Dodge did not stop him, as if what he said before was just a scene to confuse outsiders.

An indescribable cold breath penetrated through the palm of the hand, and then the crazy wild horse scattered around, the blood almost coagulated, and it became difficult to breathe.

Ling Feng made a decision and threw He Shibi into the air.

At this moment, Ning Daoqi, who was originally sitting quietly, moved, without any warning of action in advance. He suddenly straightened his fairy bones, his eyebrows relaxed, and punched out. He made mysterious changes that were beyond any language could describe in a row, but he punched Ling Feng's chest and abdomen without disguise.

Boom!

The vigor is rolling.

The two of them retreated like an electric shock.

Everything in Ling Feng returned to normal. Ning Daoqi's punch did not cause any harm to him. In fact, his body protection was all over his body, and it was difficult for ordinary boxing to invade his meridians at all. So he braked his body with his heel, and a palm knife swept back to Ning Daoqi.

There is nothing extraordinary about this knife, such as the moves of ordinary people who don't know martial arts when fighting, but they are too slow and unreasonable.

However, Ning Daoqi clearly grasped that Ling Feng's trick is faster than slower and clumsy. Although there is no change, there are all the changes in it, such as the infinity of heaven and earth and the infiniteness of the universe.

He finally realized that Ling Feng's martial arts skills had advanced to a point that he could not be understated in just a few days, and the rumors in the market were indeed not exaggerated at all. Immediately, the hair must flutter, the clothes fly, and use the mysterious technique with both hands. It seems to advance and retreat. If you want to go up and down, there is no gap in the upper wind, and the sky is empty.

Loose-handed!

This is the unique skill at the bottom of the box that Ning Daoqi relies on to become famous. With his ability, he has to admit that Ling Feng is already a tenacious opponent who is evenly matched.

At the moment when the two sides showed their magical power, a figure, like a flowing spring, slowly entered the hall.

The Dharma is solemn, holding a golden bell in his right hand, and his eyes shoot out the sacred brilliance. It is the Zen master of the Pure Meditation Academy.

He saw that Ning Daoqi's magic trick was actually a remote control from the air, which seemed to pose no threat to Ling Feng. In fact, it could not affect the change of Ling Feng's invincible domineering knife posture. However, each technique was based on the first weather skill of the fire, hitting the enemy's blade from a distance, and weaving out the invisible and real. The gas net is like a silkworm spitting silk, and the cocoon of this true qi accumulates to the peak of the outbreak at the moment of the frontal confrontation with the enemy's blade, against the knife that Lingfeng must kill.

There are wonderful changes in each of them, and each of them has their own tricks and tries their best.

You should also see if you have less eyesight.

Peng!

Ning Daoqi's palms are almost a miracle in the condensed blade of Ling Feng's palm, which is not the true power of the palms, but the cocoon of the palms gathered together, which just offsets the knife spirit of Ling Feng and achieves such a terrible result.

Time is like a condensation, and the two masters are against each other.

He Shibi reached the highest point.

is about to fall.

Kong Junxiu frowned. With his exquisite Buddhist skills, he could not judge how many times the two had fought secretly. According to the usual theory, it is certainly impossible for Ling Feng, who is very young, to defeat Ning Daoqi's deep skills than a Jiazi, but Ling Feng is very evil, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accident.

Ling Feng smiled for a long time, and the palm knife started from Ning Daoqi's palms to the top of his head, and then the lightning split.

This move seems to be simple and unpretentious, but the terrible power contained in it is that I feel that I can't resist it far away, so Ning Daoqi, who is the first to bear the brunt, has the ability to pass through heaven and earth, is also difficult to resist this knife. I have always heard that Zong Yue has a swordsman Feng Qingyang's disguise name. How can he think that his understanding of Dao Dao is also so excellent!

When the hand knife was split to Ning Daoqi's face, Ning Daoqi was like a feather, unbearable to the fury of the blade. He was scraped and threw away and avoided the blade with a little difference. It was really amazing that people couldn't believe it, but it was true.

In addition to celebrating him, he was not happy at all. Because with his eyesight, how could he not see that Ning Daoqi's face was like gold paper, and his inner appearance was extremely damaged?

In just a few moves, Ning Daoqi has no power to fight! If this matter is spread all over the world, I believe that Ling Feng's personal prestige will be pushed to a new peak!

Under the huge shock of the hollow heart, I forgot to take the opportunity to take action.

Of course, he didn't know that Ning Daoqi was defeated by his confidant and did not know his enemy. When the profound Xuangong met the powerful and endless Zhenyuan, he would also suffer a lot. With a smart strategy, Ling Feng still defeated the great master without using a unique move!

Ling Feng received He Shibi in his hand again, and the cold came again.

In the original work, Xu Ziling can steal the treasure far away, which is hundreds of times stronger than his cultivation. There is no reason why he can't tame this treasure.

With the experience of just now, I dare not be careless. I carefully put the cold air into the palm of my left hand, pass the middle finger, go through the Yangyu vein outside the elbow to the shoulder well point, and then go down to the vein and turn to the dorsal vein.

But beyond imagination, wherever the cold air went, Ling Feng only felt that the meridians were about to crack, and his heart was so irritable that it seemed that it could explode at any time. The hair tube of his whole body was straight upright, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose seemed to be sealed.

Only the ancestral acupuncture point in the eyebrow seal hall still has a little wisdom, so that he will not become a madman.

Dang! The Zen bell rang, and he said calmly, "Lao Kun hasn't fought with people for nearly 30 years. He really doesn't want to fight rashly, but for the entrustment of the Lord of Fan Zhai, Lao Nang can only offend!"

Ling Feng clenched his teeth, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't move. He secretly scolded the thief for being bald and shameless. If he wanted to do it, he would do it. What nonsense? It's really a bitch who wants to set up an archway.

Ning Daoqi fell back to the ground and hurriedly cross his knees to heal his wounds.

Ling Feng's mind had to concentrate on Heshibi, and the coldness of the meridians of the whole body was unbearable. The most important thing is that even if you want to put He Shibi down, you can't catch it.

This is simply something beyond the scope of his understanding. According to his previous idea, with his skillful use of the immortality formula, both the yang formula and the yin formula have accumulated a lot. It should be easy to deal with the cold air from Bi, and it is effortless, but the truth has evolved into the present.

His mind gradually faded away.

It's like being separated from the body and seeing things beyond the image itself.

He could clearly feel that at this moment, the sky seemed to suddenly break the shackles of the bronze hall and integrate into the night sky. It was vast and boundless, with infinite magic power. There was no flaw to take advantage of, but there was no flaw to take advantage of.

The empty eyes are full of intelligence beyond the world, and it seems that they can see through every intention in Ling Feng's heart, without negligence or omission.

In the depths of Ling Feng's heart, there was a kind of fear and reverence that he could not explain. This was an emotion that had never been born before before the confrontation with the enemy. It was like a climber suddenly facing the dangerous peak of pulling up a thousand blades. The boat driver struggled in the dark sea of anger far away from the shore and land, creating an insurmountable feeling of powerlessness.

The copper bell held by the empty right hand seems to have become more than 10,000 catties, and it is as light as a feather; it is as huge as a mountain, and it is as nothing.

If it hadn't been for the strange separation between Ling Feng's spirit and body, his chest would be stuffy and he would almost spit blood.

He also suddenly realized from the empty Zen method, which is a spiritual tempering method that is very different from the Taoist heart demons. What Buddhism seeks is the perfection of its own realm, which is inextricably related to his recent development of tricks. The difference is that one is to abandon the flesh and skin, focusing on spiritual circle, and the other is to improve physical function and strength. Seek to open up a new universe, and the energy supplied will not be exhausted.

Kongkong whispered, "The idealism of the three worlds, the knowledge of all laws, without his request, it is all made by the heart; outside the heart can't, full of Xuanhuang, everything is sufficient."

Ling Feng suddenly gained something and slowly gathered his spiritual power and threw it into the void universe with no extremes. His heart suddenly widened at this moment. He obviously felt that the spirit pierced the sky and stretched into the depths of the universe in the long night sky, and hundreds of millions of stars were born and destroyed, and the cycle was endless.

He has never felt the vastness and magnificence of the universe as it is at this moment.

At this time, the spirit suddenly penetrated the barrier of time and sank into the layers of space. He captured the traces of the flooded world.