Chapter 299: Digging



The Immortal Locking Gate at night.

It is brightly lit.

It’s not that the monks of Locking Immortals Sect don’t rest.

Instead, it was Qin Lang’s ten thousand feet long Buddha light that continued to shine.

There was no interruption throughout the whole day.

The radiance of the Buddha's light.

The entire Locking Immortal Gate was illuminated as bright as day.

In the Sword Quenching Valley.

Garfield's eyes were full of helplessness.

He wants to sleep.

However, this Buddha's light did not make him feel sleepy at all.

On the contrary, the whole person seems to be full of energy.

"Master uncle is addicted..."

The Demon Lord July smacked his lips.

Other people's Buddha light is a hundred feet long, but it only lasts for a few breaths.

Good boy! Qin Lang was free for a whole day!

“No, no, no, it’s not an addiction.”

The chicken shook its head repeatedly.

Demon Lord July and others were puzzled and looked at the chicken.

I thought that as Qin Lang's pet, the chicken might know something.

The chick ignored their gazes.

He stretched out his little yellow chicken wings and ruffled the aho-hair on his head.

"I am the queen! I shine with confidence!"

The chick's waist, whose location could not be seen, was twisting wildly.

The Demon Lord July covered his forehead with his hands, unable to bear to look at it.

What the hell is going on!

He was sure that what Xiaoji said had nothing to do with the ten thousand feet long Buddha light emitted by Qin Lang.

"It seems like I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Garfield sighed.

He lowered his head and rested his chubby chin on the cat's paws.

Just staring straight at the thousands of feet of Buddha light above the sword pavilion.

Time passes by little by little.

The Buddha's light showed no sign of dissipating.

Everyone in the Sword Tempering Valley stared at the Buddha's light until dawn.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light dissipated.

“It’s gone, it’s gone!”

Sanlang shouted excitedly.

He pointed to the sky above Jianlu and jumped up with joy.

Demon Lord July and others looked over hurriedly, and sure enough, the Buddha's light above the sword pavilion had dissipated.

The bright day shines with the clear rays of the sun.

"call……"

Demon Lord July and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, Uncle Master Qin Lang took back his magical powers.

The appearance of the Buddha's light made it impossible for them to concentrate on other things.

All attention is focused on the dazzling Buddha's light.

Under the gaze of everyone.

A "creaking" sound was heard.

Qin Lang appeared at the door of Jianlu.

"Hey, you're all here so early today?"

He looked at the three people including July Demon Lord with some surprise.

Normally at this time, he could only see Demon Lord July.

It’s a bit surprising that all four of them are here today.

"Uncle Master... aren't you tired?"

The Demon Lord of July blinked.

He looked at Qin Lang with some curiosity.

It emitted a thousand-foot-long Buddha light that lasted for a day and a night.

At least he should be mentally depressed.

Why is Grand-Master Qin Lang still so energetic?

This was a bit beyond his understanding.

"tired?"

Qin Lang was a little confused.

"Why am I tired? I slept till dawn and felt refreshed!"

He said this very comfortably.

This sleep was very comfortable.

It seems even more comfortable than before.

“Gurgle…”

The Demon Lord of July swallowed.

His expression turned into one of sullenness.

It was a little hard to believe what Qin Lang said.

"Uncle Master, this means that you also maintain this ten thousand feet of Buddha light when you sleep?"

He looked at Qin Lang and asked.

Mu Yu and others looked at Qin Lang with anticipation.

Qin Lang scratched his head.

"You mean the light that came out after I entered the Sword House yesterday?"

He doesn't know what Buddha's light is.

All we know is that when he was studying the truth of Buddhism.

The body glows and sparkles, looking so cool!

"Um……"

Demon Lord July nodded repeatedly.

Qin Lang understood.

"It turns out that there is light when I sleep..."

He said thoughtfully.

As soon as these words came out.

The Demon Lord July was stunned.

Good job!

Your light, you don’t even know it yourself?

After all this time, you fell asleep when this thousand-foot Buddha light existed?

this……

Isn’t this too outrageous?

Even when you are asleep, you can still emit thousands of feet of Buddha's light?

Is this the great-grandmaster Qin Lang from the Suoxian Sect?

It's ridiculously strong!

Looking at the surprised expressions of Demon Lord July and others.

Qin Lang felt a little bored.

Isn't it just a little light?

Is it necessary to make such a fuss?

If the passive skill of saying what you mean is activated.

To put it bluntly: My Diao Chan is on my waist.

I’ll scare you to death!

"Alright, alright, take a break. Remember to come and watch the discussion on Buddhism later!"

Qin Lang blinked at Demon Lord July.

Through yesterday’s study of the truth of Buddhism.

He is confident in his theoretical knowledge.

It is possible to defeat the fat monk Kongjian.

Although his cultivation is not good, he has no actual combat ability.

But when it comes to bragging, Qin Lang has never been better than anyone!

After leaving these words, Qin Lang came to the Immortal Locking Palace and prepared to sign in.

"Uncle Junior Master, why are you here? Isn't it noon in Buddhism? And the place is not here."

Wu Changfeng frowned, feeling confused.

He became increasingly confused about Qin Lang's mysterious actions.

Why does Qin Lang come here every day for so many days?

What is your purpose of coming?

What on earth do you want to do!

"Can't I come?"

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows.

He didn't explain much to Wu Changfeng.

I don’t know how to explain it.

Can he say that he came here just to sign in?

Thinking in his heart, he quickly recited silently:

"Sign in."

Wu Changfeng looked sullen.

Why did Junior Master become so serious today?

He was so scared that he didn't know how to answer.

"Little Master Uncle, you are the Little Master Uncle of the Locking Immortal Sect. You can go anywhere in the Locking Immortal Sect."

He looked at Qin Lang and smiled flatteringly.

Qin Lang nodded.

I don't care much.

His thoughts were the system prompts in his mind.

Qin Lang's silence made Wu Changfeng feel a little nervous.

He was wondering what Qin Lang was thinking at the moment.

But soon, he discovered that something was wrong with Qin Lang.

Qin Lang's brows were tightly furrowed at this moment.

It seems that he is in a unhappy mood.

"Grass!"

Qin Lang shouted out the national quintessence of his previous life.

The system's sign-in rewards made him feel that the world was not worth living.

Pet food Xianyuan Dan!

Another Xianyuan Pill!

How many Xianyuan Pills do you want?

I've been signing in at the Locking Immortal Palace for so many days, but I haven't been given anything reliable!

Qin Lang’s head felt like it was about to explode!

This expression left Wu Changfeng completely confused.

"Little Master?"

He looked at Qin Lang angrily.

I want to ask Qin Lang what's going on.

But Qin Lang just pushed it away.

Push him aside.

"Get out of the way. I'm very angry and the consequences will be serious."

Qin Lang said this and left without looking back.

Wu Changfeng was the only one left in the Locking Immortal Palace.

I saw him embedded in the wall, forming a "big" character.

Two lines of innocent and helpless tears flowed from his eyes.

Looking at the direction where Qin Lang left.

Wu Changfeng felt very aggrieved:

"Master uncle... you can be a grass, but don't touch me..."

Qin Lang's physical strength is too strong.

Just now, Qin Lang just pushed it slightly.

Blood was boiling in Wu Changfeng's internal organs.

He almost exploded and died due to a spiritual power riot.

He swore...

I will never be able to stand in front of Qin Lang again.

Nothing can stand in Qin Lang's way anymore.

This could cost someone their life!

The matter of Buddhism has become a hot topic in the Locking Immortal Sect.

Many Suoxianmen monks were looking forward to the arrival of noon.

As for the location of the Buddha, the one chosen was the high platform used for the sect competition.

The time has not come yet.

Many monks have gathered here.


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