Chapter 417

The first spell that Buddha Yazi passed to Zhen Fei was a blood oath, which made him speechless, because he didn't have the idea of enslaving others in his heart. This kind of spell was a chicken rib to him.

The mature Buddha saw that Zhen Fei was not very happy, but he didn't understand what Zhen Fei really thought. He thought that the magic was too shallow. Zhen Fei disdained to learn, and then taught Zhen Fei the method of array arrangement.

The arrangement of the array is also very simple, mainly the mirrors. As long as they have the eyes of the array, the speed of setting up the array is almost the same as that of making a talisman in an instant. This time, Zhen Fei turns into a smiling face, while Buddha Yazi frowns. Relatively speaking, the effect of setting up the array is not great. The Buddha's teeth of hero I don't rely on the array to win. He thinks that the real hero is facing the enemy, and the real fight is done by men.

Moreover, people trapped in the array can only die for a long time. Unless they change the array, they can't keep the array forever. If the distance is too far, the eye of the array will lose control. If the enemy is trapped in the array and the people who set up the array stay outside, they are just in prison and a jailer. There is no profit.

The array belongs to passive defense. The real hero disdains it.

After teaching, Zhen Fei frowned and said, "master, don't you have any materials for refining utensils here?"

"What materials do you want? There are some. They're useless. "

Buddha's words made Zhen Fei speechless. He made a fortune by refining materials. He was crazy about these materials. He didn't expect that they would become useless here.

Zhen Fei said: "with materials, you can buy artifact. You can buy a lot of artifact."

"That's true. I thought you were going to use it to refine weapons. We senior friars disdain to refine weapons. That's what low-level craftsmen do. Senior friars have only one task, that is to cultivate and keep practicing. Only in this way can they finally reach the realm of becoming a God."

Zhen Fei understood that the friars of Yin Fu were very lazy and proud. He didn't want to work hard to earn money, and he didn't want to be a junior occupation. What we don't have depends on "seizing" and "stealing", and we never create by ourselves.

This kind of mentality is determined by the omnipotent ability of the monks, that is, the more idle they are, the lazier they are, the higher their ability is, the more arrogant they are.

Foyazi and Zhenfei come to another room, where all the storage space is the storage space, in which there are mountains of refining materials. Seeing Buddha's disdainful expression on his face, Zhen Fei is even more impolite. He puts all these materials away. In fact, he just puts the storage space into his own space.

Another room was filled with coffins. Buddha Yazi said sadly, "these are my brothers who are fighting with me. They have a shorter life span. Some died 10000 years ago, some died thousands of years ago. Only I survived. But I will also lie in one of the coffins. My soul will disappear in the space, reincarnate and be a human again, But the memory has been completely obliterated, no longer remember the joys and sorrows of this life, life is so impermanent

Zhen Fei was bored for a long time, and then he said, "master, you have lived 18000 years, and you have lived enough. In my space, those who have lived for 100 years are long-lived. Many people die when they are dozens of years old. So what?"

"How could the monk's life be so short?" Buddha Ya Zi said incredulously.

"They're not monks, they're just ordinary people who don't know magic."

"Why not practice?" Buddha is very curious.

"Cultivation is not popular among us. Only a few people know how to practice, but those who have not lived more than 500 years have a very long life."

"Then you'll lose a lot." Buddha Ya Zi said sarcastically.

"The significance of life does not lie in the length of life, but in what a person can do, what he has done, and whether what he has done is meaningful and valuable."

"Well, that's all lies." Buddha Tooth son says very disdainfully.

This is from two worlds, two kinds of mentality, no one can convince anyone. Buddha Yazi has a kind of fear for the human world. He can only live for 500 years. It's really not enough. He doesn't want to die in the human world. He said to Zhen Fei, "if I die, you must send me back to the hell to die. I don't want to die in your space."

"Well, I remember." Zhen Fei shrugged his shoulders. It seems that the Buddha Tooth of hero I is also a person who is afraid of death. To live for more than 10000 years or to be afraid of death depends on the importance of the next life, no matter how many years you live.

After looking at all the things in this treasure house, Zhen Fei is still very talkative, because there is a lot of wealth here, at least more than the sum of his existing artifacts, but it is still not as valuable as a chapter of utensils.

The book of heaven is a kind of priceless treasure that can be met but not sought. It is really priceless.

Zhen Fei said to Buddha Ya Zi, "master, let's get rid of this place. I have something to do outside."

"Well, of course, I have to go. I've lived here for 20000 years, but I'm still reluctant to leave." Buddha Tooth son looked back and said.

The whole palace is an artifact. The Dragon Palace, mirror house and other places are also artifact. That is to say, there are artifact in it, which are closely linked.

It's not too much trouble to clean up. As long as you lift your butt, you can leave. The sadness of Buddha's teeth is his only emotional expression. After entering Zhen Fei's space, his mental state has no change. He still has no worries about eating and drinking. Talking and laughing, he can live so long, which has something to do with the relaxation of his mind. It's good for an ordinary monk to live 5000 years. Unless you become a God, you can have an immortal body. That's the first-class immortal.

Sometimes, Zhen Fei is also very confused. Is there really a God in the world?

He told the Buddha the question. Buddha Ya Zi widened his eyes and said: "of course, there are gods. I saw the process of the rise of the gods with my own eyes. When the elves turn into human beings, they are hit by the nine sky Xuan Lei, because the elves turn into human beings, which is against the heaven, and they have to be punished by heaven. When human beings turn into gods, they will also be hit by the nine sky Xuan Lei, which is because cultivating immortals is against the heaven."

"Is that true?" Zhen Fei was dejected and asked, "well, where did the monks go after they became gods?"

"People have their own world, ghosts have their own world, and the divine world is where the gods live. They eat, drink and play there, and no longer miss the world." Buddha Ya Zi shrugged his shoulders and said. This action is learned by Zhen Fei, which means that he doesn't like it very much.

After putting away all the artifact, Zhen Fei sees the sunspot still smashing the gate.

Sunspot just feel in front of a flower, the door is gone, in front of the emergence of Zhen Fei. He gritted his teeth and said, "boy, don't run today. Wait until your grandfather cleans up."

Reach out to stop the angry sunspot, Zhen Fei said: "now I have got all the treasures here, do you still think it's my opponent?"

"So what? I won't give in to you. " Sunspot is not confident to say, do not know what adventure Zhen Fei has in it, if it is really achieved super power, he is ready to immediately turn around and run, the hero does not eat the immediate loss.

Sneer, very calm Zhen Fei pointed to the sunspot and said: "I'll give you a chance now, surrender quickly, or you will regret it in the future."

Sunspot looks at Zhen Fei and feels that his legs and stomach are a little cramped. He is scared by Zhen Fei. He says suspiciously: "then tell me, what's in it?"

With a cold hum, Zhen Fei pointed to himself and said, "I've got so many treasures. If you don't believe me, give me a sword to try. If you kill me, I won't blame you for hating you. If you can't kill me, you'll give me blood essence to show your eternal submission."

"This..." the sunspot was so suspicious that he said, "well, let's have a try. Don't blame me for being so cruel when you die."

Two people originally is the life and death relations, has nothing to do with the heart Black Hand spicy. To say this means that sunspot is very guilty. Zhen Fei, who just ran away and had no strength to fight back, stood in front of him in a twinkling of an eye and offered to cut a sword to have a try. Everyone should think about it.

Sunspot luck, face expression suddenly become ferocious up, see Zhen Fei also a little flustered, this time can really bet big, if Jiulong Suozi a can't resist sunspot's sword, he died can be really unjust. I can't help beating my heart. As for sunspot, there is no loss. At most, he finds a master for himself. This is still under the condition that sunspot abides by the verbal contract. If sunspot defaults, Zhen Fei has no way at all.

Sunspot stepped back a few steps, and then gave a loud drink. Just as he was about to do his best to kill Zhen Fei, he suddenly felt a flower in front of his eyes. His surroundings changed, and layers of fog enveloped him.

Sunspot had been trapped by the Falun before, but he was very smart. As soon as he entered the Falun, he immediately stopped. He ran out when the Falun was the weakest. If he went a little deeper, he would not be able to run out.

Seeing the fog again, the sunspot suddenly realized and scolded: "Zhen Fei, you are so mean. I will not forgive you as a ghost."

Seeing that the sunspot is trapped, Zhen Fei is relieved. The array is arranged by him, and it's a temporary idea. It really takes courage to let him hold out his head and wait for the other party to cut it down. Zhen Fei is also afraid of death, and he doesn't dare to hold out his head and lead a knife.

In the past, there was a big villain named Wang Jingwei in Huaxia. When he was young, he was a romantic and generous young man. He also had brilliant achievements. When he assassinated a minister of the current Dynasty, he failed and was arrested. He once wrote a poem in prison: "generously sing in the city of Yan, be a prisoner of Chu calmly, lead a knife quickly, and live up to the youth." This poem was widely spread and well-known, but the poet later became the biggest sinner and traitor in China, and it was also a matter of betraying the country and seeking hono