Zen Master Daoji shook his head and slammed the broken palm fan in his hand. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the sword king had already shown mercy. The resentment, death energy, and the demonic and evil roots condensed by practicing magic were all cut by him with one knife.

It fell on the fat and thin guys, just to scare them, and does not have any ability to hurt others.

"Senior Dao King." The woman who came to look for Dao Ji looked a little afraid when she saw Dao King. She didn't know if she was trained too much on weekdays or if she was afraid of the murderous intent he had just shown.

Seeing this, Daoji took the palm fan in his hand and scratched the quilt, and smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, you are still so murderous."

The King of Swords looked at Daoji and sighed slightly, "I didn't expect that the lost little baby would become the Zen master Daoji monk."

"If the senior had helped me in the past, I'm afraid I wouldn't be as good as the monk!"

As Daoji said, he rubbed his hands deep into the words, took out two mud balls, and handed them to the King of Dao: "Monk, I have nothing good, these two mud balls are the gifts for Yuchen's breakthrough this time."

Seeing this, the girl next to her was stunned. If the Knife King hadn't seen it, she would have wanted to scold her.

Seeing this, Daoji casually handed the two mud balls forward, fanning the prune fan and said, "Senior, have you seen something?"

"I didn't see anything, I just thought they were not simple."

The sword king took the two mud balls with a serious expression. As a martial arts monk, he did not practice spiritual souls. Even if he practiced to the current realm, his sensitivity to vitality and inspiration was not as good as that of ordinary Yin God monks.

But as a martial arts monk, the sword king has a very keen intuition. Even if he can't see the origin of these two mud balls, he can still feel the terrifying Buddha light hidden inside. He knows that these two things that were like the other party rubbed off his body were two top Buddhist treasures.

"By the way, your cultivation is no longer inferior to me. Combined with the secret methods of the superior Buddhist sects, I may not be your opponent. I don't need to say anything more about the words of my predecessors."

As the King of Knife said, he raised his hand and signaled Daoji to go to Tianzhu Mountain blessed land with him.

Daoji waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand to dispel some of the filthy air left by the surrounding demon monks after their death. The dead air was evil, and said with a smile: "Then why should I call you?"

"I have heard of the name of King of Swords for a long time, and I can't remember my real name. You can call me a fellow Taoist, King of Swords, or fellow Taoist of Swords."

"Then I will call you the King of Swords." Daoji said, and entered the blessed land of Tianzhu Mountain with the King of Swords.

As soon as he entered, Daoji felt a fire coming towards him. When he looked up, he saw a three-legged purple gold furnace floating in the air.

The purple gold furnace has a nine-level pagoda as a cover, which constantly absorbs the clear air from the nine heavens. Each layer of the pagoda is stimulated by the clear air, and clouds appear.

The round furnace body reveals the Bagua patterns, gathering mystery in all directions, and there are the surging of heaven, earth, mountains, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, which evolves into many hexagrams and creates a phantom of the earth.

From a distance, it seems that the three legs of the purple gold furnace suppress the earth, mountain wind, thunder, water and fire, and the furnace cover lifts up the nine levels of blue sky.

"What a treasure?" Daoji sighed when he saw this purple gold furnace, and he also secretly thought about the origin of this treasure.

In Daoji's view, the breath on this purple gold furnace is sacred and ancient, and seems to originate from the ancient times.

But after careful observation, I feel that it is full of cleverness and clarity. It does not have the heavy weight that has been flowing through millions of years, but it has a little fresh vitality.

The fire in the furnace was surging, the treasure light changed, and the elixir was faintly visible, which made people confused. Daoji looked at the sword king with curiosity and said, "This magic weapon is so mysterious, but I have never heard of it. I don't know where it comes from? Why is it placed here?"

"This was taken out by a real person a few days ago. I don't know what the origin is. As for why it is placed here, it is to facilitate us to put things."

As the King of Knife said, he threw the gift from Daoji. After the two mud balls fell into the furnace, the Eight Trigrams and Eight Qi turned and sent them to the Nine Days of Evolution in the furnace lid.

After the two mud balls broke through the seventh level of cloud light, they were pressed by a clear air on the eighth level threshold and could not rise up. They floated on the seventh level. They couldn't help but say: "It's a pity that they were actually stuck here. If you enter the eighth level, your gift will be the first one this time."

Daoji looked at the Niwan who was hidden by Qingqi and disappeared, and said strangely: "Will every guest who comes to congratulate him experience these?"

"Of course not! If every guest comes here and we do this, wouldn't it be a matter of forcing others to send valuable gifts to compare?"

Old man Yu walked out of the inside, looked at King Dao, shook his head, bowed to Monk Daoji, and then explained.

"What the real person means, this preaching is to order in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, and to prevent people in the devil's way from taking advantage of the disaster and causing chaos in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. The second is to teach later generations the way forward and teach some methods of concentrating and calming their spirits. I hope everyone will not be confused during the disaster."

"During this period, the real person was careful that some moral people who were not good at fighting were targeted, so he planned to send the gifts sent by everyone into the furnace and refine them into many magical weapons and magic weapons as a way for those who are destined to protect the Tao. If one or two moral people are lucky enough to save some merits and gain some good fortune and good fortune, they will also be distributed to the guests based on the origin of the magic weapon."

When Daoji heard this, he was shocked by the meaning expressed in the old man's words. He looked straight at the purple gold furnace and sighed: "Real person is merciful."

When Old Man Yu heard this, he smiled and continued to lead Daoji inward.

Along the way, Daoji also saw a lot of mysterious things, and kept praising him: "Although this blessed land is newly built, it has a rich clear energy, complete with five elements, abundant inspiration, and strong vitality. Among the many blessed lands I saw, I think it will not take long to advance to the cave."

"This is not something I can guess. If the Zen master really wants to know, I can ask the real person later." After saying that, Old Man Yu led Daoji into the depths of the blessed land, and asked casually on the way: "This time, are you the only one in the Zen master's lineage? Is there anyone else in Zen who is willing to come here?"

"I don't know if the other senior brothers will come except for Senior Brother Fahai from Jinshan Temple." Daoji shook the palm fan in his hand, and his face was slimming and smiling with wrinkles, saying, "After all, in the eyes of many people, I am a crazy monk."

"I see that the Buddha's light is clear, the Zen meaning is rich, and the merits are quite strong. If you are all crazy monks, then there are not many real monks in this Buddhist sect now." Yu Chen's slightly smiling voice slowly came from not far away.
Chapter completed!