night.

There are no stars or moons, and it is pitch black.

In the East Desert, the wind and sand are still flying all over the sky.

But somewhere inside, there is a peaceful and peaceful pure land, isolated from the world and self-sufficient.

Thousands of Buddhas Pure Land.

Surrounded by three mountains and surrounded by ten thousand Buddhas, this place is free from wind and sand, and is also protected from external wars.

For hundreds of years, people here have been bells and drums in the morning and evening, focusing on Buddha, and they are all happy when they are born, old, sick and dead.

This night.

A phantom was traveling between the houses, heading towards the giant Buddha in the mountains like a ghost.

The area of ​​pure land is no less than that of Anle County.

Moreover, the roads are flat and the houses are neat, and the people almost never close their doors at night, just like a fairyland in the paradise.

For those who do not like the world, focus on Buddha and like peace, this is a Pure Land.

But Guo Fan didn't like this kind of life that could see the end at a glance.

He hid in the darkness, his robes trembled gently, and his figure was like lightning flashing through a hundred meters away.

Although the Thousand Buddha Formation is strong, it is impossible to control everything.

At this time, his mind mirror reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness was faintly flashing, and the extraordinary art of the Azure Dragon also wrapped around his body.

After obtaining the master of the strange technique, he was like a swimming fish entering the water, his breath changed, almost ignoring the suppression of the formation.

As his body flickered, he did not cause any waves, and he silently headed straight for the giant Buddha.

Long-term peace makes people in the Pure Land lack the necessary vigilance.

Along the way, Guo Fan did not see any inspection except for encountering a few waves of monks.

Until I entered Foshan, I was wary.

"Innate, Gangqi..."

Hiding in a rock, Guo Fan swept over a team of patrolling monks, his eyes shrank slightly.

The monks here generally achieved their innate cultivation.

A very small number have already refined into the qi!

If we look at the sect, our overall strength is probably even better than the former 18 sects.

In addition, there are the real immortals, truly compassionate monks, and the Thousand Buddha Formation that covers these dozens of miles.

Even in the world where the original body is located, it is second only to the top forces below the Three Dao and Seven Sects.

And the underworld...

Except for top experts, there may be a slight lack.

If you regard the underworld as a force, it is probably no less than a sect like Jiangu that has been passed down for many years.

His eyes flashed, but his steps did not hesitate. He waved his body and floated out.

The phantom turns in vain, as if it is not pulled by gravity, and it is shuttled back and forth between the rocks and houses.

Slowly approach the core of Pure Land.

The giant Buddha is thousands of feet tall, with one hand bent and raised from his chest, stretched his five fingers naturally, and made fearless seals with his palms facing outward.

Put one hand on the lower abdomen to form a meditation seal.

On the meditation seal, there are Buddhist temples, houses, and a huge portal that goes straight into the mountain.

The inner part is the secret place of Pure Land.

Even the people and believers of Pure Land are forbidden to enter.

The phantom flashed in the air, and under the gaze of the four guards, he flew into the inside lightly.

With the help of the mirror reflecting the heart, Guo Fan has achieved some success in confusing other people's perceptions.

Even though the monks had good cultivation, they only felt the breeze blowing on their faces and did not realize that something was wrong.

"Swish!"

The phantom flashed repeatedly, and soon, it was approaching a huge cage-like building.

"Ka...da..."

The rapid footsteps sounded from the front, and Guo Fan paused and had already disappeared into the darkness beside him.

"What happened to Master Benwu. Someone may sneak into the Pure Land and pass on the orders to guard against each other these days."

"How could it be?" Someone said in surprise:

"Uncle Benwu has opened the pinch chakra between his eyebrows and is even more in charge of Fangcun Temple. He can use the power of the formation, who can take over him?"

"The situation is not clear at the moment." As footsteps sounded, a monk with big ears and a solemn face was tense, and he said with a tense face:

"In this world, Uncle Master's reply should have arrived long ago, but he has never received any news."

"What must have happened to him!"

"Check out who are entering the Pure Land from outside today and find suspicious people!"

"Yes." Some monks should be so, and said:

"Then, do we need martial law to the whole city? Find out the person who sneaked into the Pure Land?"

"No need to do this for now." The monk shook his head gently and said:

"The Pure Land has been peaceful for hundreds of years and cannot be easily broken, and this will instead alarm the snake."

"It is even more inevitable that people's hearts will be turbulent."

"First secretly investigate the people who have entered today, and let's talk about the others when Master Mercy comes back!"

"Yes." The other person should be, and did not hesitate at the moment, bowed to the outsider, and disappeared without a trace.

Not long.

A series of dull bells rang out from around.

The bell is not rushing, but it has a force to stabilize people's hearts and will not disturb the people.

The great monk stood there and sighed softly when he heard the sound.

Then he folded his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and turned around and headed towards the strange building behind him again.

Guo Fan's eyes flashed, his figure shook slightly, and then suddenly stopped, with a look of surprise on his eyes.

But a dark light suddenly appeared from the corner ahead, and as soon as it fell, it covered the monk.

The void was rippling, and a living person disappeared in an instant.

The whole process was as fast as lightning. When the black light rose, it fell silently, strange and swift.

Even Guo Fan couldn't help but shrink his eyes, subconsciously tightened his body, and pressed the handle of the Shenxing Knife with his hand.

The great monk had the cultivation of the Great Qi, and was at the core of the Thousand Buddha Formation, he was easily plundered.

It will not cause any trouble from beginning to end.

to be honest.

Guo Fan asked himself, even if he was in a different place, he would not be confident that he could do it even if he took action himself!

Who made the move?

His eyes flashed, his body shaking, and he fell silently onto the distant black shadow.

In the Thousand Buddha Formation, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will not be able to exert your strength above the ancestral orifice.

Therefore, although the other party is skillful, it is difficult to avoid tracking when it comes to clues in advance.

Soon, the two people in front stopped at the knee of the Giant Buddha.

"I ask, you answer!"

The dull and depressing sound came from the dark corner, which also made Guo Fan raise his eyebrows.

I seem to have heard this sound before?

"Don't...don't think about it!" The monk struggled with his voice tape, as if he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Ha..." The black shadow lowered his head slightly, and his eyes flashed with madness and strange light:

"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't say it?"

With a sneer, he suddenly stretched out his hand, his five fingers were like claws, and he inserted it directly into the monk's head.

"Puchi..."

Five fingers penetrate deep into the brain!

There seemed to be a strange force under the black shadow claws, the monk's body trembled, and his expression on his face also showed distortion.

The whole person curled up like a prawn in an instant, with his nose, tears and saliva flowing out.

"I ask, you answer!"

The black shadow spoke again:

"Where is the magic knife?"

Behind, Guo Fan's eyes moved slightly. As expected, this man entered the Pure Land for the sake of the Demon Sword.

The monk seemed to want to struggle desperately, but his brain was controlled by others, his eyes were twisted, but he had to speak hesitantly:
To be continued...