Chapter 1544: The Twelve Zen Saints
Following Wang Ye and others, they entered the Thousand Buddha Pavilion.
Xie Yanbo and others also appeared soon after.
They gathered together and were looking at the monk's body on the ground.
Hehehehe…
At this time, a series of cold laughter was heard.
But the green-robed ancestor stroked his beard and said, "It's not that great..."
"This monk is at an average level, but he actually used three fingers..."
"One finger at the center of the eyebrows, one finger at the forehead, and the last finger at the center of the chest..."
"It's extremely complicated, but that's all!"
Between words.
There was a hint of pride on the face of the green-robed ancestor.
"good!"
At this time, the Nine Palace Swordsman beside him also echoed: "At this level, you still want to pick a fatal point..."
"It's really a downgrade..."
"If it were me, I would cut his head off with one strike of the sword!"
The two of them chatted with each other, and did not take Wang Ye seriously.
"alright!"
After hearing what the two said, Xie Yanbo said in a deep voice: "I know that you two are very skilled in martial arts..."
"But Xie has fought with this person before, and he is quite powerful!"
"My left arm was cut off by his sword!"
"So, don't be careless!"
As he spoke, Xie Yanbo clenched his iron hands twice.
There was a hint of awe on his face.
The scene of Wang Ye slashing his left arm with a sword across the river instantly appeared before his eyes.
"Military advisor, don't worry!"
At this time, a tall man at the side said: "The military advisor was just careless that day, allowing them to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in..."
"Besides, the Long Whale Sword is the sword worn by Li Bai..."
"You must know that during his prime, Li Bai was only one step away from being an innate being. His sword was naturally a magical object that could cut through iron like mud..."
"He took the enemy by surprise and used the might of the divine sword to achieve such an effect..."
"We will attack together soon to avenge the military advisor's broken arm!"
The man who spoke was tall and muscular.
Carrying a long iron stick.
Just like the Zen Buddhism's subduing tiger arhat.
This person is none other than Shique Sanren!
Next to him there was a person wearing a hood, whose true face was not revealed.
It also looks mysterious.
Hearing what Shique Sanren said, Xie Yanbo frowned.
He immediately said, "Okay!"
"This Xixia Royal Mausoleum is extremely complex, and there are people guarding the body. We must not be careless!"
"Let them go in first to pave the way, and then we can reap the benefits!"
"Remember, Bai Mingyu is very powerful, we don't need to fight him head-on..."
"But the person next to him will definitely be killed today!"
While speaking, Xie Yanbo clenched his teeth.
The hatred is resolute.
After all, he was the enemy who ruined his future and determined his death.
At this moment, he wished he could eat his flesh alive!
After hearing Xie Yanbo's words, several people looked at each other.
They all nodded immediately and said, "Yes!"
…
Enter the Thousand Buddha Pavilion.
Wang Ye only saw towering Buddha statues all around him, with solemn appearances.
A statue of Sakyamuni sits in the center.
This Sakyamuni has four forms on four sides.
They are respectively the statue of asceticism, the statue of preaching, the statue of enlightenment, and the statue of nirvana.
It symbolizes the practice of Buddhism and rebirth in Nirvana.
Go straight to the Western Paradise of Lingshan.
"snort!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye sneered: "If you have evil thoughts in your mind, burning incense will do you no good; if you are upright, it doesn't matter if you don't bow to the gods when you see them."
"What you do is what you sow..."
"You are your own god, why do you need to build a golden body for this clay statue?"
As Wang Ye spoke, he waved his sleeves and a stream of internal energy spread out.
Buzz! Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard.
The Sakyamuni statue was instantly pushed away by internal force.
Login time.
A staircase leading downwards appeared in front of the three people.
At the same time, gusts of cold wind came from below, and if you listened carefully, it sounded like the howling of ghosts at night.
It looks extremely miserable.
Wang Ye frowned when he saw this scene.
He and Bai Mingyu looked at each other.
Then he took Xiao Muyun and walked downwards.
The passage is long and wide, with several lights burning forever, which looks quite strange.
I don’t know how long I walked.
The three of them dodged the knife pits, sword formations, crossbow mechanisms, and finally reached the end of the corridor.
As soon as they came out of the corridor, they felt the view in front of them suddenly became clear, and a strange stone formation instantly appeared before their eyes.
In the stone formation.
An old monk sat cross-legged.
He was tall, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breath was heavy.
There are twelve doors around it.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
I don't know what the effect is.
At this time, his hands are in a clasping position.
It's like practicing qigong and meditating.
Behind him, there was a huge stone door.
There were sixteen large characters written on the top: " Surrounded by mountains and water, dragons hide and form caves; the country is stable and consolidated for ten thousand years!" Seeing this, Wang Ye and Bai Mingyu were moved.
The Western Xia Royal Tombs are located in the vast sea of sand, although they are surrounded by the Helan Mountains.
But there was no water at all.
There is also the dragon hidden cave, and the words between the lines hint at the dragon vein.
But if there really is a dragon vein.
Why did Western Xia perish?
"Finally someone came..."
At this moment, the old monk sitting upright said: "The fact that you can get here means that the disciple in front of you has died..."
"In that case, don't get out alive!"
As he said this, the old monk slammed the floor tile beside him.
Buzz! As the floor tiles fell, the stone formation shook violently.
At the same time, the twelve stone doors opened instantly, and twelve monks holding Zen sticks walked out.
These monks have strong breath and bulging muscles.
He was dressed the same as the monk just now.
only.
The realm is deeper and the strength is more powerful.
Each of these monks has reached the realm of immortality! As soon as these twelve monks came out, the old monk slowly stood up.
His whole body shook and his aura dissipated.
He stared at Wang Ye and the others in front of him and said, "The Twelve Saints of Zen, listen to my orders!"
"Anyone who enters the king's mausoleum will be killed without mercy!"
Buzz! As soon as these words came out, the twelve monks paused with their Zen sticks in their hands.
There were echoes.
The moment the echo sounded, they all attacked the three people.
Seeing this, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes and was about to take action.
Hey! At this moment, Bai Mingyu stopped him: "I let you show off all the way..."
"Now it's my turn to take action!"
It turned out that he had seen Wang Ye's moves being quick and decisive.
At this moment, a competitive thought suddenly arose in my mind.
I couldn't help but fight to see who was better.
When Wang Ye heard Bai Mingyu's words, he was stunned at first.
Immediately, he pulled the corner of his mouth and turned his body to the side, saying: "Okay, okay, please!"
As he said this, he also made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing Wang Ye's appearance, Bai Mingyu took a step forward.
He turned to look at Wang Ye and said, "Mr. Wang, watch carefully..."
"Within a hundred moves, I will defeat all thirteen of them!"
At this point Wang Ye was about to speak.
"Within a hundred moves?"
At this moment, the old monk said, "What a big tone! Let me see how you can defeat me within a hundred moves!"
As he spoke, the old monk moved.
The next moment, the fist was already in front of Bai Mingyu!
The attack was so fierce that it seemed like thunder.
He didn't hold back at all and wanted to kill Bai Mingyu on the spot!
Seeing this scene, Bai Mingyu was stunned at first.
He dodged the old monk's heavy punch by swaying his body.
Then he swung his sword and pointed it directly at the old monk's throat.
However.
After all, he, the old monk, is in charge of the center and is still not weak.
But he changed his fist into a palm and pushed out horizontally.
Bang! As the palms and fingers collided, a gas explosion occurred.
A visible ripple spread out instantly!
(End of this chapter)