Eternal Gate

"No thunder."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, then closed his eyes.

When the Buddha in the Nursing Home was re-inspected, there was a sound of chanting in the temple. Not one person was chanting. Many of them were chanting Buddhist scriptures. They chanted the Great Compassion Mantra, majestic and majestic. The brilliance bloomed, as if it became alive, and the Buddha's eyes opened in an instant, clear and bright, peaceful and solemn, as if compassionate sentient beings.

Well...!

Many spectators snorted.

The Great Compassion Curse is very evil.

With so many people singing, it is impossible to carry it without a strong foundation.

Even for them, Zhao Yun, who is thinking of being targeted, was under such pressure, his martial soul trembled, his mind was rumbling, the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood, and his face gradually became ruddy.

The strong dragon does not crush the ground snake.

Today, it does not seem to be his home court.

The background of Tianfo Temple is beyond imagination. I don't know how much thought power is provided in secret, and I don't know how many people are chanting mantras. I am afraid that it will be saved in a few moments.

Return.

Zhao Yun retired, withdrew from the world.

"Don't fight anymore?"

"I can't get in the door. Knitting wool."

"This time, the Heavenly Sect Saint Son is destined to go home in despair."

"If both the Tianzong and the royal family come to help, ten Tianfo Temples will not be big enough for Xia Mie."

"Today's Daxia, I'm afraid I can't force it to send troops to the East China Sea."

There are a lot of discussions in secret, there are sighs and tongues, and the scene of Tianzong Shengzi eating flat is really rare! Think about the Demon Earth Site, the Southern Dead Sea, the Northern Frontier Pass, and the Southeast Frontier Pass. How could it not be a big blow to the Quartet when they came to the East China Sea, but they couldn't even enter the door.

Although Zhao Yun retired, he did not leave.

Outside the Tianfo Temple, he moved a small bench and sat there, and took out the hip flask. Today’s night was pretty good. He was drinking while enjoying the scenery. He occasionally looked sideways and glanced at the Tianfo Temple, but he was not allowed to enter. Don't enter! If you don't believe me, you won't open the door forever.

He turned into a few clones.

The clone took the command, and went straight to one side after leaving the island. There was also a Mojia intelligence network in the East China Sea. What they were looking for was the intelligence network. Is Niu Hong still outside? It had to be taken to a safe place, the efficiency of the demon's family was indeed high, and he picked up the little black fat man that night.

Through the clone, Zhao Yun took a peek at Niu Hong more than once.

The little black fat man didn't recognize him. In his memory, the faceless cow boom was really a zombie, completely degraded inside and out, as if his mind had been wiped out.

The more so, Zhao Yun became more angry.

If the Tianfo Temple is lifted, his surname will not be Zhao.

It took him three days to sit.

For three days, the gate of Tianfo Temple was closed tightly.

During the three days, the Buddha in the Nursing House never dispersed.

For three days, no monk came out.

"The old man pinches and counts."

"It's okay to pretend to be."

Secretly, many old guys stroked their beards, with a serious expression on their faces.

These words won everyone's attention, because the urination of the son of Tianzong, the Buddhas who were blocked by one person did not dare to go out.

"When I recover, I will kill him."

In the temple, the old monk clenched his teeth in front of the Buddha statue.

This time, he has the confidence to be a thief, this is the site of the Tianfo Temple, and the Buddhas rushed up, and they couldn't take Jihen if they didn't believe it. It was the same sentence that angered the Buddha and had to pay a price.

I don't know when, the Great Compassion Curse stopped.

Zhao Yun still sat there, enjoying the moonlight leisurely.

Most of the people in the dark are dozing off, and only when they wake up occasionally, will they look at that side, and run all the way to watch the show. It's not easy! After waiting for three full days, there was no wonderful repertoire. The Buddhas were all shrunk in the temple and did not dare to come out. It would be difficult for both parties to create such sparks!

"Donor, go away!"

In the dead of night, words came from the temple.

"Hand him over and I'll leave." Zhao Yun was still leisurely, holding the Baolian Lantern, lighting up the lotus fire again, shining back and forth, keeping it out of order, and just shining on it, you can illuminate a path.

In the temple, there was no sound again.

However, Zhao Yun glanced at one side insignificantly. It should be that he is too handsome. There seems to be a lot of people who came to this island tonight. He has smelled a lot of obscure auras, hiding in the mountains and forests, or hiding in the darkness. I don't know how many people are staring at him in secret.

In his view, there must be killers from all countries.

Perhaps, there are many Rashomon's assassins.

Although the Lord Rashomon is here with him, Rashomon’s mission is unmistakable. In addition to these, there should be strong people from various forces in the East China Sea. For example, the talents of the small Japanese country, come here, surely not. It's true that those who travel in the mountains and play in the water, join in the fun, want to kill him.

"Boss, he is crazy."

When he was watching, suddenly heard a bluff from the clone.

Zhao Yun frowned, hurriedly connected the avatar's sight, it was the little black fat man who was mad, like a madman, holding a knife, slashing and slashing, a lot of pain in his roar.

"How can it be so."

Zhao Yun received the Baolian lantern and got up immediately.

Xu Ye went too eagerly. He didn't even notice that there was a slight abnormality in the Lord of the Rings. What abnormality? ...It was the Baolian Lantern, which hung on the side of the fairy corpse, and actually ignited the lotus fire on its own. Although it was only a moment, it did burn. At that moment, the fairy corpse trembled.

"gone?"

Many people woke up, but Ji Hen was no longer visible.

More than leaving, Zhao Yun has escaped from this sea area.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the darkness, there were gusts of wind, and many people followed him. As he expected, it was a mixture of fish and dragons. There were assassins from various countries, Rashomon assassins, and powerful forces in the East China Sea...

This is only part of it.

There are many more. On the way there, whether it is already there or not, it is roughly divided into two groups. One is assassination, which is a task explained by the above; the other is! It is the best to be able to catch oneself alive, the saint son of Tianzong is a talent, and he is full of treasures.

When they reached a sea area, everyone stopped.

It wasn't that he didn't chase, but Ji Hen was missing.

"Catch me?"

Zhao Yun flew like a fish, and walked away quietly.

He reappeared. He was already an ancient city in the middle of an island. There was an intelligence network in the Mojia in the city, and it was a quiet little garden. When he arrived, a young man in black with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was already waiting.

The little black fat man is also there, and has returned to normal.

This guy is pious, sitting under the old tree alone, knocking on the wooden fish rhythmically, muttering in his mouth, and I don't know which Buddhist scripture he is chanting. At first glance, it looks alike.

"Why go crazy?" Zhao Yun asked subconsciously.

"It should be Dharma." The black-clothed youth replied.

Zhao Yun didn't ask any more, stepped forward and squatted under the old tree, and then narrowed his eyes slightly. The little black fat man looked calm, without any emotional changes, but there was a sense of confusion hidden in his eyes.

"The Forgetting Curse?"

Zhao Yun murmured, it should have found the problem.

Buddhism's Wangshi Mantra can eliminate memory, but it also has its drawbacks. If the memory is revived and it is opposed to the Wangshi Mantra, it will be confused. The cow went mad before. This is mostly the case.

"Let's go to sleep for a while."

Zhao Yun flicked his hand and sent Niu Bang into his dreamland.

He sacrificed the origin and poured it into Niu Bang's body, trying to eliminate the Buddha's light in Niu Bang's body, and awakening the memory that Niu Bang should have, but his origin wandered around and disappeared inexplicably.

More precisely, it was sucked.

Zhao Yun's eyes shone brightly.

Niu Bang's state seemed more complicated than he thought. Not only was he turned into Buddha, but he was also a cursed person who was planted with a dark curse. This was disgusting. It was just a disaster. In addition to the disaster, there is the disaster, and his previous guess is obviously not absolute, except for the people of the Tianzong and the royal family, there are other people cursed.

In this way, there are too many uncertain factors.

He sat cross-legged, and once again sacrificed the origin of the bloodline. After melting the colorful blood spirit flower, his bloodline and physique became more integrated, and the perception that originated from the belt was also improved to a certain extent.

Perhaps, it is possible to track down the source of the Dark Curse.

Soon, the source was absorbed.

At the moment when the source was swallowed, he saw the dark curse. Because of the increased perception, he saw it more clearly. Using the source as a medium, he extended his perception and forcibly traced it back. He didn't know whether his perception was too low or the other party covered it up too much. He is high, and everything he sees is dim, and he exhausted his eyesight, but only vaguely saw the prototype of a person, and couldn't see who it was at all.

Many attempts have been made, but nothing has been achieved.

"not enough."

"not enough."

He finally gave up.

It is because the blood fusion is not enough, and the original perception is too weak.

"You can find out which family he is from." Zhao Yun asked. After having known Niu Hong for so long, I don't know which family he is from. He once asked Daydream, but the girl didn't tell why.

"Donghai Qin Family." The black-clothed youth had a rather certain tone.

When it was over, he added, "The ancestor is the Hanjiang Dynasty."

"Hanjiang?"

Zhao Yun listened, choked on the drink.

The Hanjiang dynasty was a giant in the Warring States Period. In that era, Daxia was still a small country. It is rumored that the Hanjiang dynasty almost unified the world when the King of Xinjiang reigned. For some reason, the King of Hanjiang disappeared during the most critical battle, and even The great defeat of the dynasty was also from that day when the fortune of the country was decadent, prosperity and decline, until it withdrew from the stage of history.

This is the second time he has heard of the Hanjiang Dynasty.

Never thought that Fatty Xiaohei was actually a descendant of the King of Hanjiang.

Earlier, the Demon Cave Dove occupied the magpie’s nest, stole an ancient tomb, and built a stronghold. The people buried in the tomb belonged to the Hanjiang Dynasty. They took the stronghold in the Back Demon Cave, and it was there, among the demon. After the immortal curse, have you lie down for several months?

"Where is the Qin family now?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Ben in the East China Sea, my clan moved a few months ago, and I don't know where to go."

"Migrating?"

Zhao Yun frowned when he heard it.

For good reason, why did the clan migrate? Is it possible to be targeted by a powerful force and flee the clan? Seriously, why didn't you take Niu Bang, or was it siege on the way to flee, and the fat little black and his family were separated? Halfway encounter the old monk again?

After a long time, I heard that Zhao Yun said, "Look for the Qin family."

"I have sent someone to look for it." The black-clothed youth hurriedly said.

After that, he smiled and rubbed his hands, "Holy Son, can you help me?"

Zhao Yun smiled, "But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"A few days ago, I bought a treasure on the black market, and I bothered my holy son to give my palm to my hand." The black-clothed youth said, touching something from his arms. It was a small pill furnace, about the size of a palm, the whole body was dark and hard. If there is something strange, it is the breath of thunder lingering on the pill furnace.