Chapter 791： Buddha Classic

The old man frowned, and let Ao Tian go down. Until Ao Tian left, he couldn't help but sigh: "Tian'er is still too heavy and too arrogant. There is a mysterious breath in Song Ning's body, even I ca n’t see through it. If I ’m too careless, I ’m afraid I will lose money. ”

After the old man said to himself, his body flickered, and when he appeared again, he was in a very quaint little hall on the second day.

Most of the small halls contain some spirit cards, but there is a futon in front of the token. A middle-aged man sits on the futon. The middle-aged man is holding a bead and is chanting Buddha. Not only does he feel the coming of the old man, After chanting, he put down the beads and turned to look at the old man.

"It's only you who doesn't knock on the door here."

"You need to knock on the door to come here, what's the point?"

Getting up in middle age, he was wearing a monk robe, looking at the old man in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "Since it's coming to me to solve my doubts, but it's so polite."

The old man also smiled: "You-my relationship is still polite, even if it has a nine-day enchantment, but the enchantment between our three heavens is so weak, and it is often walking back and forth."

The middle-aged did not say more, but turned over and took out a classic for the old man. The old man took a look at the classic, which recorded some things about the Qitian Dasheng.

"I've seen this thing long ago." The old man pushed.

Middle-aged, but shook his head: "This is from the Buddhist gate, different from before."

The old man became solemn and picked up the classics to read it. After reading it, he suddenly froze. The middle-aged man looked at the old man's expression at the moment and couldn't help but smile: "You Ao Feng will show this expression?"

"This, what's written in it, is it true ?!" Ao Feng was shocked.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Nature is true, otherwise I won't show it to you. This is from the Buddhist temple. Although I am not strong enough to cultivate, and the Tao is not high, but after all, it is regarded as paying respect to the Buddha. Disciples, any news of Buddhism, the classics that shuttle through the universe will fall to me. "

Ao Feng's eyes twitched, thinking of the classic just mentioned above, the whole person was not calm, but looking at the middle-aged man, he didn't seem to have a bit of anxiety about what the classic recorded.

"You are not going to announce this matter?" Ao Feng asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled: "This matter is a miracle. I tell you because it is related to your Ao family. If you pass it on, then it is not only your Ao family but also me."

With that said, the middle-aged man added: "Now that this matter is known to me, but you, besides this, no one should be aware of these nine days."

Ao Feng's eyes flashed with doubt, but for a moment, he still smiled: "It turns out that, since it is so, then I will say goodbye first."

The middle-aged nodded: "Old friend, walk slowly."

As soon as the words fell, Ao Feng had disappeared, leaving only the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man held the beads in his hand. The beads kept rolling. He looked down and looked at Song Ningzheng and the eighth in the ninth heaven. The monks of the sky confronted.

"Like, it's really like ..." The middle-aged monk muttered in his mouth, and some old pictures appeared in his mind.

At this time, in the ninth heavy sky, the three fairy lights behind Song Ning slowly dissipated, and the fairy light integrated into his body. His momentum also reached an unprecedented level.

Song Ning stood alone in the void, facing all the monks who came to attack in the eighth chongtian, with a calm look, but in this calm, there was a trace of coldness.

"You, are you coming to my house as a guest?" Song Ning narrowed her eyes and looked at everyone in front of her.

Jin Xiantian Daozi was shocked in the second turn. At this time, he was already injured, coupled with the shock of Song Ning's momentum just now, he didn't dare to attack at all. The Xianwu Great Emperor and the other Jinxian monk beside him were also silent, staring at Song Ning with death, if Song Ning did not move, they would certainly not move.

Song Ning raised his finger and gently pointed to Xianwu Emperor: "You were watching the juniors of the clan dying before the enchantment, and dared not cross the enchantment. Why do they appear in front of me now?"

"Song Ning!" Great Emperor Xianwu gritted his teeth: "Even if you should break through to the fairyland now, even if you learn the magic of devouring heaven and earth, what can you do? Do you want to kill all of us? You want to kill Eighth Heaven? "

This Xianwu Emperor directly described Song Ning as the enemy of the Eighth Chongtian. In this way, if Song Ning really started, then the Eighth Chongtian would be in danger, and he would certainly rise up and attack. It is no matter how strong it is, after all, it is a two-handed fight against four hands.

But just as the voice of Xianwu Emperor fell, he heard a few crisp applause.

Crack, crack, crack.

Song Ning clapped and looked at Xianwu Emperor with a smile: "Congratulations, you are right, you are so smart, I will satisfy you with an injustice, how do you want to die?"

During the speech, Song Ning's breath suddenly shook and the fairy power burst out. The Ling Tian Jian Qi of his body was divided into two sides, one side was like fire and the other was like ice. The Ling Tian Jian Qi on both sides was like two swords, floating beside Song Ning.

"Song once said that all the eighth heavy monks who passed the enchantment will die." During the speech, Song Ning's body shuddered with sword gas, and in the sky, it was half cold and half hot.

Everyone was appalled. At this moment, a figure suddenly flew to Song Ning: "Master, be merciless!"

When this remark came out, everyone was stunned. The person who spoke was Dan Wuya. Before Dan Wuya helped the ninth chongtian to plead unsuccessfully, now he sees Song Ningyu who wants to kill all the eighth chongtian monks , He came forward again to plead, but only for the eighth chongtian.

"Dan Wuya, let go." Song Ning narrowed his eyes.

"Master! For three years, you haven't given me any alchemy techniques. I have also stayed in this country of falling feathers for three years. You are playing with me, I don't care, but can I still spare these eighth days? The monk? The disciple does not have any extravagance, only the matter of respect for the master! "Dan Wuyadao.

Song Ning's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Dan Wuya with a smile, flicking gently, a fairy force bound Dan Wuya, and then, Dan Wuya only heard a hysterical scream behind him, **** The smell is pervading again.

In the blink of an eye, I do n’t know how many people died, and the eighth celestial monks collapsed. At this time, no one had any desire to fight at all. Song Ning came. More than two years ago, Song Ning was able to rush into the enchantment and kill someone. No one dared to stop. Today, Song Ning is standing here and stepping into a fairyland. Who dares to confront Song Ning?

However, even if the eighth celebrity monk broke away, Song Ning didn't keep his hand at all. He didn't want to kill the innocent indiscriminately, but now these monks have already bullied him to his door, how could he be indifferent?

【Author's Digression】: 4/5