Chapter 442 Honglang Buddha Sound

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The box slowly opened, and a horrible breath came out. This is the breath of flesh and blood, abundant flesh and blood, strong energy, which makes people only take a sip and feel refreshed!

"What a horrible energy, the breath of the five-fold power of the divine tripod, this heavenly demon ancestor must be a super powerful existence!"

Ye Feng's eyes shot Zhan Zhan's fine light and made a magic seal, which is the way to absorb flesh and blood.

Sure enough, as soon as Fa Yinfu came out, the whole cave wrapped the breath of flesh and blood. The sound came, and Ye Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter. Until the end, the flesh and blood suddenly poured into the body!

His body continues to grow, and his flesh and blood penetrate into his body, blooming a wave of brilliance, and the energy becomes more pure, flowing into his world, strengthening the boundless river, and transforming it into horrible energy!

"Okay, okay, okay!" Three good words in a row represent Ye Feng's mood at this moment.

He has just broken through the realm of the immortal four heavens. However, with the help of the heavenly demon sacrifice, his breath suddenly soared, but his combat power has not been advanced. His cultivation has directly rushed to the peak from the immortal four heavens. The speed of entry is enough to make people tremble.

However, this is not Ye Feng's goal. The French seal suddenly expanded and was printed on the box. The box burst into colorful and beautiful brilliance. The horrible energy was like a pillar of light, and suddenly hit Ye Feng's body.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The barrier of the five heavens began to collide, and a wave of energy apertures bloomed, making the cave buzzing. If it hadn't been for a defense shield, Ye Feng would have been hit by the falling boulder.

The flesh and blood of Tianmo is much more powerful than the inner elixir of the fierce beast. It is absorbed and there is no waste at all. At this moment, under the operation of Ye Feng, there is no waste at all, and it is all poured into his world.

Jingyuan runs slowly, transporting this pure flesh and blood to all parts of the body, but there is still a little distance to break through the five heavens.

He suddenly found that his body was not perfect.

There is too little civilization!

If you want to reach the realm of the divine tripod, you must have 300 civilizations, and Ye Feng is now only more than 150 civilizations, which are very different. Therefore, his body is still defective.

At this time, he arranged the elixir in the storage ring, and his eyes swept over the elixir.

When three elixirs were ingested in the mouth, three civilizations evolved, namely, the divine light civilization, the divine civilization and the ghost divine civilization.

When he entered Ye Feng's body, his body flashed with unparalleled brilliance, and the magic flesh and blood that day were also absorbed.

"There is no ready-made civilization, so what if I stack it!" A little cold light shot in Ye Feng's eyes, which shot out and ingested the elixir on the ground into his mouth.

Three elixirs formed a strange formation, and then a beam of light rushed out, dazzling, like a night pearl, into Ye Feng's body.

A faint aperture began to appear in his body, especially in the dark, shining.

Night Pearl Civilization!

Over and over again, Ye Feng put a lot of elixir and magic weapons into his body. In just three days, he actually forged ten civilizations.

In addition to all the previous civilizations, it has reached 170!

Two days later, he got nothing and couldn't stack civilization again. This knowledge almost hollowed out his brain, and what he knew became scarce.

After that, he set up a voice for Shangguan Qinger.

He went to the city of the sky alone.

Because of the second and third rounds, there is a one-month break in the middle, and the third round is the most important round to win the championship.

Knowing the strength of Luo Qingshan and Wan Longteng, Ye Feng had to seek the hope of a breakthrough, because with the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice, it helped him improve his cultivation to the peak of the four-fold heavens.

But there was no sign of improvement in combat effectiveness, which made him faintly anxious. However, he knew that the more the battle came, the more calm he should be.

Therefore, after some reasoning, a simple battle can no longer make him rush to a higher level. He must gather civilization and improve his combat effectiveness. Otherwise, his hope in the third round is very slim.

He embarked on the road of travel. He abandoned his cultivation and visited the ancient cities by walking, looking for the relics of a civilization.

He seeks the opportunity to make a breakthrough in the daytime, and practices cross-legged at night, digesting the understanding of the day little by little. Gradually, he is no longer anxious, but enjoys it like an ordinary traveler.

On the tenth day of his trip, he came to a barren temple. There was only one old monk left in the temple. He sat on the ground in a tattered jacket, singing Buddhist scriptures and beating wooden fish.

Ye Feng stared and stood for most of the day. The old monk's mouth was not dry, his voice was refreshing, and loud, and it came from afar, but no one thought he was irritable, but he could calm down.

Make some noisy sounds quiet.

All those who heard it felt refreshed, and Ye Feng was no exception. The wind and sun for many days made his heart suffer from the wind and frost, but when he heard the old monk's words, his heart returned to tranquility, and his eyes were shining.

However, his eyes were also very calm, as if he had abandoned fame and fortune and sought the peace of his heart.

He simply didn't leave. He sat on the ground and listened to the old monk's scriptures. He seemed to be lingering. The state of silence for a long time began to shake, like a heavenly drum.

"What on earth is the realm of the five heavens?" Ye Feng fell into confusion. Suddenly, a thunder-like voice resounded through his ears. He only listened to the old monk. His voice was like a Hong Zhong, which made his body tremble constantly.

He suddenly woke up, with a trace of fear in his eyes. If it hadn't been just now, without the sound of the old monk like a bolt from the blue, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy.

Ye Feng strode forward and asked the old monk how to do it.

However, the old monk did not squeak a word and still read the method in a loud voice. Ye Feng looked at it and found that there was a piece of white paper on the scriptures.

He asked the monk in shock, and the monk only said a faint sentence, "Quiet, don't be obsessed!"

Ye Feng stared at the scriptures for a long time, and suddenly realized!

From the scriptures, he saw the past and present life, saw the six reincarnations, and saw all kinds of things in the world, but he did not see the way to break through the five heaven realm. However, thinking of the second half of the old monk's words, he suddenly woke up!

"So it is, it is!" Ye Feng understood that he was so obsessed that he lost too much of what he should know.

After that, no matter how he asked, the old monk did not answer.

Ye Feng sat in the temple and listened to the old monk's scriptures. Unexpectedly, he began to be obsessed with it. The grand Dharma seemed to wash his heart, more like the realm of colliding with the five heavens.

Two days a day, three days.........

Ye Feng is like a little Shami, cleaning the dust in the temple, listening to the old monk's scriptures during the day and practicing at night. However, this time's practice is no longer so persistent.

On the tenth day, his realm began to shake, and he was about to break through the level.

For ten days, the old monk didn't say a word. It seemed that he didn't know that there was another person. The old monk talked until eight o'clock in the evening, and then he went into a deep sleep. The next morning, he got up in a loud voice and began to explain.

Because he tasted the sweetness, of course, Ye Feng did not want to leave. In just ten days, the civilization in his body soared to 200!

Yes, these are all the power of wisdom!

Of course, his cultivation is still not as high as imagined, but with the increase of civilization, his combat effectiveness has reached a step, reaching ten times its combat power!

Ye Feng sat on the ground, his eyes were slightly closed, and he listened to the loud voice. His brain moved crazily. That was the sound of wisdom. The words were beaded, and each word contained too many meanings.

He wrote down word by word to promote the Dharma and study the Dharma. However, these words actually formed a civilization. What excited Ye Feng was that the number of civilizations in his body had improved again.

Two hundred and fifty!

However, Ye Feng still doesn't plan to leave, because there are still too many words, and he doesn't understand the meaning.

There are still three days left before the third round of the competition. The ordinary strong have gathered. Only Ye Feng is still studying Buddhism in this dilapidated temple.

Until this day, the old monk finally looked up at Ye Feng, his eyes like autumn water, without any waves.

"You need to cultivate your mind. Your heart is really messy. What you have learned is complicated. It's too difficult to achieve something." The old monk let out a long sigh.

Ye Feng was shocked and quickly came over and saluted respectfully. From the many days of performance, it can be seen that the old monk's status is unusual, and his strength has reached a terrible level.

"Ask the master to solve the puzzle!"

"Abandoned, you will be distressed, not useless, but it is difficult to reach a higher level. There is only one way, that is integration!" The old monk then said silently.

Only looking at Ye Feng's faint nod, he seemed to be telling Ye Feng that he had leaked the secrets, and it was not appropriate to talk about it later.

However, his words, in Ye Feng's ears, were like a shocking thunder, making his brain buzz. Obviously, the old monk's words were the truth!

Integration, if you want to break through, there is only one way, that is, to integrate all the things you have learned, so as to be pure, can you step on the realm of immortality!

After saying that, the old monk drifted away, and Ye Feng could no longer find his figure. In this dilapidated temple, there was no longer the grand sound of chanting scriptures, the sound of the true Buddha.

Ye Feng sighed slightly. The old monk had been chanting the scriptures again for ten years. Because of a leak, he broke the fate of this place.

He saluted slightly in the void, with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

However, he can't delay here any longer. The time for the third round of the game has arrived, and there is still one day, that is, tomorrow morning, to start the game.

There was a little light in his eyes, and a touch of unparalleled confidence burst out: "Champion, I'm coming..."