There was also a string of rosary beads hanging on his neck, which were 108, with different colors. Some were as bright as topaz, and some were as clear as jade, all shining with various magical auras.

At this moment, his hands were on the rosary, tugging one by one, revealing a strong sense of Buddha nature from the inside out, and the surface was filled with an ancient well without waves.

But suddenly, he felt his heartstrings beating as if they had been beating. The fingers that were plucking the rosary stopped suddenly, and then he pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

In his voice, he was trembling.

At this time, a middle-aged monk in a gorgeous purple robe appeared behind him and whispered: "Abbot!"

It turned out that this man wearing a golden and red cassock was actually the abbot of the ten directions of the jungle: Master Duyuan!

Master Duyuan didn't even look back, but said lightly: "There is a secret treasure that originally belonged to our ten directions of jungle, which has been leaked, but has been obtained by others."

He paused and said lightly: "Go, come and take that thing back."

When he said this, he looked as if the thing was theirs, full of domineeringness and full of naturalness.

That is an attitude that whatever I like is my opinion!

The thing he mentioned was naturally the skeleton of the Buddha dragon.

Behind him, the purple-robed monk was not surprised at all, and said with a look of course: "Okay, then, let me arrange it now and take someone back!"

His face was very dignified and solemn, but his eyes were filled with cunning, philosophical and shrewd.

"I wonder if the abbot can tell me if the specific location of the strange treasure is there?"

"In the Tianyuan Dynasty." Master Duyuan said slowly.

"Oh? In the Tianyuan Dynasty?" The purple-robed monk frowned and said softly: "It turned out to be in that remote place."

"Most of our disciples in the ten directions of the jungle are in this Zhongzhou area. Almost no one will go to the Tianyuan Dynasty in the barbarian land east, and that remote area is really..."

In one sentence, he mentioned the remote area twice. If the people of the Tianyuan Dynasty heard it, they would be extremely angry.

Such a prominent empire as the Tianyuan Dynasty spans 80 million miles, but in their eyes they are just remote areas and are they disdainful to go to?

But in fact, this is the fact.

The Ten Directions Jungle is in the center of Dragon Vein Great 6. Compared with the Ten Directions Jungle, the Tianyuan Dynasty is an absolute remote place!

Whether it is Master Du Yuan or Master Fang Zheng, the Arhat Hall, they all feel this way.

Master Fang Zheng showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and said softly: "The Tianyuan Dynasty is 970 million miles away from our ten directions of jungle. If you send strong men to rush over, it will take half a year to arrive. Then you still need strong men from the Yuewu King realm."

"If you are an ordinary disciple, it will take more time!"

"I'm not afraid of trouble, but I'm afraid that when I get there, things will change in something new."

"You are helpless, are you?" Master Duyuan said softly, his tone was in ancient well, but the purple-robed monk Fang Zheng was already sweating profusely on his forehead.

He suddenly said softly: "I remember that there is such a disciple."

He said: "Five years ago, Kong Wen's junior nephew accepted a disciple, who was a third-class white-clothed little monk. After he accepted this disciple, he let him go out for a long trip."

"A month ago, when my disciple was in the Arhat Hall and checking the soul fire directions of all the monks, he had already arrived at the Tianyuan Dynasty. It was just right to have him there."

Master Duyuan said lightly: "Is it a third-class novice monk? Although it is the lowest-level jungle in our ten directions, we can only serve tea and water to clean the courtyard, but killing that person should be enough."

"Send him a message immediately and ask him to bring back the secret treasure within half a year."

"Yes!" Master Fang Zheng nodded quickly and said yes.

Master Du Yuan said slowly: "In this world, all the things related to Buddhism are from our ten directions of jungle. If anyone wants to take them away, then save him!"

Master Fang Zheng showed a smile on his lips and nodded, "What the abbot said!"

And almost at the same time, in a certain dark space.

This dark space seemed to be a palace, and in that space, there were wisps of flames like flames floating everywhere.

Some of the flames are strong and some are weak, but if you look closely, you will see that there is no flame here. Each flame seems to be wrapped in a person.

And that person was tumbling in the flames at this time. His face was reflected from time to time in the flames, and his body was reflected. It screamed in an extremely shrill voice, its face was distorted, and it was extremely painful!

It turned out that the ones sealed in the flames were souls one by one.

The flame seemed weak, but in fact it was extremely powerful, constantly fumigating and burning their souls, causing them to suffer to the extreme.

And their souls became weaker and weaker under the flames, and the hall was filled with shrill screams, like ghosts.

At this moment, suddenly, a long sigh came from the depths of the hall.

With this long sigh, a ghostly shadow suddenly appeared.

This ghostly shadow cannot be seen clearly, like a ghost, and is extremely fast, with an obscure momentum on the body, but extremely huge.

The master of the sighing voice said slowly, "One day the body of hatred appears, go and clear him."

"Yes!" The ghost-like shadow made a dry and hoarse voice. He responded in a very short voice and then left quickly!

After he left, a long sigh rang out from the depths of the hall again!

At the foot of the mountain, the Xu family members were still waiting there.

Perhaps they waited for seven or eight days and it had been a bit long, so they simply set off the tent.

At this time, in the middle of several tents, a bonfire was lit, and several monsters were grilled on it. The outer skin was yellow and cracked, and oil dripped out of it, and the fragrance was everywhere. It made people's index fingers sniffed.

The Xu family was sitting around the bonfire, talking and laughing.

They looked at the mountain and showed a hint of expectation on their faces, but they were not nervous at all. On the contrary, their expressions were very relaxed.

They were all joking with each other, and from time to time, a burst of cheerful laughter broke out: "Why haven't the ancestors come back yet?"
Chapter completed!