Ning Fan was slightly stunned. He did not expect that Mu Song would become so terrifying after practicing Shuanshi Zen.

To avoid the world, to escape from the world, to shut up the world...

If these three words are regarded as the three stages of Mu Song's life practice, then Ning Fan can understand the first two stages, but the third stage is at a loss and cannot be understood.

What is closed world?

Are there still such spells carved on the nine Tianhuang Stone Gates? I was busy killing Yin Mo with the Eyeball Monster before, but I didn’t pay attention to the Tianhuang Stone Gate.

"What does it mean to have twelve million springs and autumns since I opened my eyes?" Ning Fan asked again.

"Haha, I don't know the meaning of this sentence. If I could understand it, I wouldn't be so weak as Mu Song." Xiang Jiezi smiled bitterly.

At this moment, inside the ancient temple and in the meditation room, a stiff old man's voice suddenly came out, with an indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.

"Is that so, Mr. Xiang? We haven't seen you for seven million years. Why are you here again? Do you want to lose to me again? Don't you feel ashamed!"

The tone was a bit harsh. However, Mu Song and Xiang Ganzi were friends, so it wouldn't hurt to exchange a few words of insult.

Sure enough, Xiang Jianzi didn't get angry after hearing this. Instead, he smiled and cursed, "We haven't seen each other for seven million years. I have made great progress in my cultivation. This time you want to defeat me. It won't be as easy as before."

"Really? I'm going to have a serious discussion with you later. But before that, how about sending away the irrelevant people first! Well!"

A sudden Buddha's roar suddenly came from the monastery and came straight towards Ning Fan. It was obviously just a roar, but it carried the momentum of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

With Xiang Jiezi's cultivation level, he was affected by the Buddha's roar. His eardrums hurt slightly and he was shocked.

Ning Fan was in the center of the Buddha's roar and felt unprecedented pressure!

Strong. Very strong!

Although Taoist Mu Song's cultivation was not as terrifying as Yin Mo's, the pressure he put on Ning Fan was heavier than the battle with Yin Mo.

After all, the battle with Yin Mo was dominated by the eyeball monster. Ning Fan did not bear the pressure of Yin Mo alone, but this time it was different.

It was as if there were hundreds of millions of monks roaring to suppress demons. The roar echoed in Ning Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, like thunder. In an instant, Ning Fan's face turned pale and black blood flowed from his ears.

This roar may not be as good as the roar of the ancient demon. But compared with its weakened roar ten years later, it is not much worse!

Under this roar, Ning Fan was in unbearable pain all over his body, especially the ancient demon cultivation in his body, which was like the snow in early spring, with a tendency to freeze!

The overbearing Buddha's roar can actually dissolve the power of the ancient demon in Ning Fan's body with just one roar!

"Wait a minute! This little friend Ning is my friend. I'm here today. I also have something to ask for. Please stop!"

Xiang Jiezi's voice was urgent, and he flicked his sleeves fiercely, as if he wanted to sweep away all the Buddhas in the world and roar to save Ning Fan.

Mu Song, on the other hand, snorted coldly, and with the help of his magical power, the power of the Buddha's roar immediately doubled. Even Xiang Jiezi's cultivation was unable to dispel the Buddha's roar around Ning Fan.

"This boy has violated two of my taboos. I don't welcome him on this wooden island! Since he is your friend, I will spare his life and not harm his life. You can take him away. I will not help you with what you ask for."

you!"

He actually ignored his friendship with Xiang Ganzi and directly drove them away, which is evident in his withdrawn personality.

Xiang Jianzi smiled bitterly, he knew Mu Song's taboos.

Mu Song doesn't like outsiders entering the island, so he brought Ning Fan here, which violated Mu Song's first taboo.

Mu Song didn't like ancient demons. This was the consistent attitude of Buddhist cultivators. He hated ancient demons, but Ning Fan had the aura of ancient demons in his body, which violated his second taboo.

Hey, I thought Mu Song would accept Ning Fan to the island for his own sake. If he had known this, he would not have brought Ning Fan over.

Xiang Jianzi smiled bitterly. His original intention was not only to open the Sky Stone, but also to introduce Ning Fan to the senior Mu Song. How could he not bring Ning Fan with him?

It should be noted that even the Dark Tribe is very wary of Mu Song. If Ning Fan is lucky enough to be favored and protected by Mu Song, then the Dark Tribe will have to carefully consider its attack on Ning Fan.

Xiang Ganzi originally had good intentions and wanted Mu Song to become Ning Fan's supporter in the future, but now it seems that it may have been self-defeating.

"That's all, I'll take him away first. You can quickly remove the Buddha's roar and don't destroy his cultivation..."

As soon as Xiang Jianzi spoke, he saw Ning Fan, with the power of the Buddha's roar, taking a step in an extremely cunning and strange direction amidst thousands of waves of sound.

It was only one step, but it left a golden footprint on the loose mud, and then came the second step, and the third step, step by step.

"This is... the Dong Yao Ancestor's Mighty Secret Technique!" Xiang Jianzi's eyes immediately focused.

In the monastery, a soft sound from the wooden pine tree was also heard.

But in the blink of an eye, Ning Fan had taken nine steps in a row. After nine steps, it seemed that all the power of the Buddha's roar had been trampled under his feet, and he stepped hard.

With this step, it was like stepping on the veins of heaven and earth. Immediately, circles of ripples reverberated, forming a tremor that shook an island of ancient pines violently. After a click, they were directly amidst the roar of the infinite Buddha.

, tearing a gap.

Suddenly, everything in the world was silent, the trees and pine trees roared, and the clouds dispersed and disappeared!

Ning Fan, with his current level of cultivation, actually managed to break Taoist Mu Song's Buddha's Roar attack head-on!

"Impossible! There are rumors from the outside that Yujun is just a newly promoted Immortal Lord. How can he block Master's roar?"

The ones who exclaimed were more than ten disciples of Taoist Mu Song in the monastery, all dressed as monks or Taoists.

Among these disciples, the lowest cultivation level is in the early stage of Suinian, and those with higher cultivation level are even the Eternal Immortal Lord!

In addition to these monks, there was also a foreigner, an old man in black robes, whose expression was gloomy at the moment.

"The Immortal Lord of Rain... Ning Fan! What is he doing here! And how did he receive Senior Mu Song's roar! Could that weird footwork just now be the legendary Dong Yao Zu Wei Zi Jue?!

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Chapter completed!