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Chapter five hundred and twentieth the news of Yunfuyan

"Wheng!" The moment the demon-subduing pestle pulled out of the golden barrier, it immediately made a dull sound of heavy metal being hit by rapid attack.

An extremely surging light of merit exploded on Tang Ming's palm, burning Tang Ming's wrist like the hottest hot water. But when Tang Ming wanted to reach out to touch it, the lights were restrained in an instant and all merged into the demon-subduing pestle.

The abbot opened his mouth wide and looked at Tang Ming as if he was looking at a monster. He knew very well what kind of magic weapon the Demon-Subduing Pestle was. Not to mention that the little novice monk in front of him who was just in his early twenties, even if he had been wrapped in the light of merit for a long time, he would not be able to pull it out so easily, and he was not even defeated by the light of merit.

"Hu..." Tang Ming breathed a long sigh and thought, this demon-subduing pestle probably had a bit of weight, but in fact, the demon-subduing pestle is very light and warm, not like a stone or an iron product, it feels like... wood?

The Buddhist magic tools are actually made of wood. Just kidding? They are not Taoist peach wood swords. Is it the common point between Buddhism and Taoism that is that wood products are born with the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

"Let's go, just like you said. Since you can pull out the demon-subduing pestle, you should use the demon-subduing pestle to exchange the news you want to exchange." The abbot seemed to be over ten years old, and the light of merit on his body restrained, he sighed a long time, and then closed his eyes.

Tang Ming bowed to the abbot, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Thank you!"

Then he put the demon-subduing pestle into the space ring with his backhand, waved his left hand, and an invisible fire flashed out, and in an instant the ice crystal on the moving mechanism was dissolved.

Tang Ming quickly grabbed the falling wooden board with quick eyes and hands. He had already left the golden top while turning over. He closed the entrance of the golden top with the cold air of Yinshan.

Abbot Dajue looked at the door where Tang Ming left, then stretched out his right hand to stroke the ground. There was gratitude, compassion, and even so much reluctance in his eyes, just like the cold floor was a living thing.

"Forget it! It may be really like what the donor said. Everything has its own fixed numbers. If that day really comes, don't blame me."

After falling from the golden top, Tang Ming kept speeding up his speed. After a brief stay in the golden top, the excess golden light was absorbed by Tang Ming's Immortal Asura and fused into the purest spiritual energy.

Tang Ming suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy in magic weapons is very different from spiritual weapons. It is not as integrated as a real spiritual weapon, but more like a mixture of various complex energy.

Compared with ordinary spiritual weapons, this kind of magic weapon is powerful, but the spiritual energy contained in it is relatively scattered. Tang Ming can even absorb such a scattered energy with Immortal Shura.

And the light of merit above the demon-subduing pestle,

It was really exciting. I sat down calmly and absorbed it. I was afraid that at least it could improve Tang Ming's cultivation to the realm of Tianxuan.

If Tang Ming had not had the premise of trading with Luo, he would have to activate the Immortal Shura to absorb all the merit light from the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

It took about one stick of incense to appear in the wine cellar. He carefully closed the door that had just pushed open a crack from the inside out.

I sat down again on the bed in the wine cellar, closed my eyes, but had a satisfied smile on the corner of my mouth. Everything just seemed to have never happened.

In the next two days, Tang Ming basically practiced in the wine cellar, or practiced the backhand magic skills taught by Uncle Seven under the waterfall, and fought the world drunk.

After getting idle, I talked to the little monk Biping about the principles of Buddhism. In a while, two days passed.

When the sunset on the third day was captured by the endless dark ghost hands, Tang Ming quietly wrapped a layer of black mist on his body. After a short period of time, he had already appeared in the woodshed.

The sun had just set, and Tang Ming arrived at the woodshed. Logically speaking, it was already extremely fast, but he was still a step slower. There was a mature black figure standing in the dim woodshed.

"You arrived early!" Tang Ming smiled slightly, rubbed his hands unconsciously and seemed extremely excited.

Luo turned around and looked down at Tang Ming. Seeing that the other party was indeed confident, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "That demon-subduing pestle?"

The space ring above Tang Ming's finger shone for a moment, and the demon-subduing pestle that emitted a faint light appeared in Tang Ming's hand.

"Don't worry, I can definitely do something you can't do." Tang Ming said with a smile, shaking the light demon-subduing pestle in his hand.

Although Luo had already put all his hopes on Tang Ming, when he saw the demon-subduing pestle in Tang Ming's hand at this last moment, he felt relieved in his heart.

"Thank you." Luo muttered, and reached out to take over the demon-subduing pestle from Tang Ming's hand.

Tang Ming stopped and avoided Luo's right hand: "Don't worry, I should know what I want to know."

Luo nodded and replied straight to the point: "You want to know the news about the woman named Yunfuyan."

Tang Ming nodded.

"I haven't found out who Yunfuyan belongs, but twenty-one days ago, some strange things did happen on the Great Whirlpool of Sadness." Luo rubbed his temples, unbuttoned the memories that had gradually been sealed, and on the other hand, he mixed them with the news he had recently noticed to condense the most refined information.

"Is it really a big vortex again?" Tang Ming smacked his lips, nodded at Luo, and signaled Luo to continue.

"Twenty days ago, a stream of water nearly 10,000 meters high suddenly burst out from the vortex.

The pillar, the water column contains extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations. On that day, the sad people were called the water dragon revived, and the sad people were born with a saint."

"However, the shocking water dragon only lasted for half an hour, and finally disappeared. After the water dragon dissipated, the sad earth shook continuously, and even deafening roars continued to spread. At that moment, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and everyone thought it was the end of the world."

"The earthquake lasted for an incense stick of time, and then stopped. After that, there were news from cruise ships that they found people and monsters on the sea. However, according to the information sent back, all people or monsters had their cultivation levels that were only on the Dao Xuan, and even the strongest one was at the peak of Dao Xuan."

Tang Mingdangji was slightly shocked, and then quickly reached out to interrupt Luo who was talking in front of him.

"Wait, you mean, you found a group of monks with low cultivation on the sea. Where are they now?"

Luo shook his head: "This is not clear. I just know that most of the people going out to sea should be the archipelago near the vortex. If you want to find those people, it may be more convenient to go to the archipelago."

Tang Ming looked at Luo anxiously: "I need more accurate information. Maybe you can recall whether there are any signs of serious injuries."

Luo frowned and nodded and said, "After you said this, there is really a mysterious rumor, but it is just a word of mouth between some fishermen. It is impossible to count, but I think you should be interested in listening."

Tang Ming touched the jade pendant that was close to his body, and then said firmly: "Say."

"After the turmoil of the vortex, there were once fishermen coming and going to say that they saw two fairies walking in the air on the sea, one was unparalleled and the other was so charming that the two fairies were extradited by the other three fairies on the sea level. The other three fairies were even more amazing. They were wearing purple swords and wearing gilded boots and wearing white long gowns, holy and powerful. These three fairies extradited the two fairies to the end of the sea level and eventually disappeared from the sight of these fishermen."

"This is something myth." Tang Ming certainly knew that when he was sad, he could not use flying swords or spiritual energy to mount the monks in the air.

Even the strong man in the realm of the transformation tripod did not say that he could walk in the air in the sad place, but these five people could walk in the air. If that was the case, wouldn’t they all be above the realm of the transformation tripod?

"This is not the most interesting thing. The most important thing is that it was once rumored by the people that this beautiful fairy is a sleeping fairy. She was walking in the sky, but her eyes were closed and there was no movement on her body."

Tang Ming suddenly widened his eyes, it looked so similar. Yun Fuyan himself had already fallen into a coma, unless the life-life pill of the Sanhua Shenzong could be saved. If it was really as everyone said, then among the people who were really taken away by the three fairies, there must be one of Yun Fu.

Smoke.

Tang Ming recalled again that if Yun Fuyan really encountered danger, the jade pendant worn on Tang Ming would definitely react. However, the jade pendant not only did not have any special reaction, but also became increasingly gentle and smooth over time. This shows that Yun Fuyan on the other side of the jade pendant was receiving treatment from someone or a certain tissue, but no matter what, Yun Fuyan must have no major problems.

"By the way, Tang Ming, in addition, I once heard that only the disciples who can wear the Ziqing Sword in the whole world are the Sanhua Shenzong. If what the fishermen said is true, the friend who is very important to you must be in the Sanhua Shenzong now."

"Three Flowers God Sect?" Tang Ming narrowed his eyes. Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

He nodded, then handed the demon-subduing pestle in his hand to Luo, and then thanked him again and said, "Thank you, no matter what, I know my future goal. How should I go to Sanhua Shen Sect here? How long will it take to get there?"
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