Chapter 876 Pure Land Buddha Kingdom

"Brother Yangping, that big brother."

Seeing Li Su disappear, the child in Yang Ping's arms couldn't help but speak.

Yang Ping touched the other person's head. He was a little shaken and couldn't help but look in the direction where Li Su suddenly looked not long ago.

He knew very well that in a straight line, almost five hundred miles away, was the territory of Wanxiang Palace.

is it possible?

Is it really possible?

Yangping didn't dare to think about it, because it was a bit unbelievable and he didn't know how to describe it.

That was the Wanxiang Palace, a nightmare for the disciples of Jie Cult in the outer city of Fengdu, the underworld.

On the surface, it is just a casual cultivator organization, but in fact, it is a disciple of a certain great sect who has gradually become extremely powerful. Not to mention others, there are five of them in Taiyi alone.

You must know that although Fengdu City looks like a whole, it is actually divided into three levels.

Outer layer, middle layer, and inner layer.

The corresponding ones are the underworld inscriptions, nineteen-eight, seven-six-five, four-three-two.

Usually the outer layer is dominated by heavenly immortals, the middle layer is dominated by true immortals, and Taiyi basically gathers in the inner city.

Not only the Yinwen, but also the opportunity of the underworld, the closer to the center of Fengdu, the better.

For example, Tianting Qiongjiang, which is worth ten Yin gold yuan, is not sold in the outer city and the middle city. It can only be purchased when entering the inner city.

It is very difficult to get in there.

For example, in Zhongcheng, you need to understand three types of Yin script in the eighth grade, ten kinds in the ninth grade, and one hundred kinds in the tenth grade.

At this point, most of the immortals were stuck on the outside for three years and were not allowed to enter.

The inner city is even more astonishing. You need to understand three types of Yin script in the fifth grade, ten kinds in the sixth grade, and one hundred kinds in the seventh grade.

In fact, three years after Fengdu was opened, whether they were going to the middle city or the inner city, the vast majority of the monks went there through meritorious deeds, not through understanding the inscriptions.

The so-called meritorious service is to participate in the recruitment and go to the battlefield to fight.

Because of this reason, the entry and exit of this seemingly one-city place is very stable, especially in the middle city. After people from the inner city come out of it, it will be very troublesome and they will have to pay a hundred times the price when they want to get in.

Therefore, the five Taiyi realms in the Wanxiang Palace are like a high mountain to the Jiejiao disciples in the outer city, weighing them down.

Because no matter in the middle city or in the inner city, the overt and covert fighting is very fierce, and people are being targeted.

"Everyone, follow me."

Shaking his head, Yang Ping got rid of the unnecessary thoughts and directly waved, calling everyone to follow him, planning to go to the inn. This incident gave him a wake-up call and gave him a clear understanding of the Vientiane Palace.

The other party was far more cruel than he imagined.

There are only three immortals left here, and the rest are all golden elixirs or foundation builders.

As a result, a true immortal led a team to the door and attacked them unscrupulously.

He should have thought of it earlier and wouldn't have let them suffer so much.

"Senior Brother Yangping, inn!" An adult came out. He looked very young, with a hint of shyness. He was one of the three immortals. He couldn't help but speak.

Although the words were not finished, the meaning was obvious.

Very poor, very poor.

Being targeted so hard by the Wanxiang Palace, everyone except Yang Ping usually stayed in the rented cabin.

Yang Ping took a breath and said directly: "It's okay, I have money."

It's not just what he earned in one day, but just now, a large amount of Yin Yin Yuan entered his household registration, as much as a hundred. This can definitely be said to be a huge sum of money.

It was enough for people like them to have a full meal in the inn and stay there for several months.

As for the origin of the money, it goes without saying.

He took more than ten people with him and left the alley directly, came to the inn and walked in.

After renting a large room that could accommodate thirty people, Yang Ping took the others and moved in directly.

Entering a safe zone, especially since the inn itself has a soul-nourishing effect, after a while, most of the children slowly closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Although the external injuries were repaired and the vitality could boost the spirit, it had no effect on nourishing the soul.

They were severely frightened, entered a place of peace of mind, and had the effect of nourishing their souls, so naturally they couldn't bear it anymore.

Soon, except for Yang Ping and the three immortals, everyone else, including Jin Dan, fell asleep.

Hinata took a breath. He was undoubtedly a little tired. He had experienced too many things, especially the previous battle, which was extremely draining. He shook his head vigorously, forcibly boosting his spirits and letting himself not just fall asleep.

, but walked to the only window in the main room, cast a spell to isolate the sleeping children, and then opened the window.

Sitting in front of the window, Yang Ping couldn't help but look into the distance.

This room was specially chosen by him. The window opened right in the direction of the Vientiane Palace.

"Brother!"

Three immortals sat down next to Yang Ping, two women and one man. They couldn't help but look at Yang Ping with a little uneasiness and questions.

Although he didn't ask out loud, the meaning behind his emotions was obvious.

Who is that senior?

Unlike the children, as immortals, they had a slight glimpse of Li Su's terror.

Yang Ping shook his head, but quickly said: "I don't know, but I'm sure they are not enemies."

He didn't know Li Su's identity, but he could feel that the other party cared about him, not for him, but for 'Jie Jiao'.

The three of them looked at each other, and the shy young man among them couldn't help but said: "Brother, did that senior really go to the Vientiane Palace?" Of course they were not stupid. They realized where Li Su had gone and couldn't bear it.

The resident asked.

His eyes were a little hot.

For the Vientiane Palace, the three of them were undoubtedly full of disgust and hatred.

Hearing this, Yang Ping smiled bitterly. He should have gone, but whether he knew how to fight was obviously another matter.

After all, there are too many powerful people in the Wanxiang Palace. Li Su only has one person. Even if he is in the Taiyi realm, he will be outnumbered. The previous battle had a great impact on Yang Ping. To be honest, he hopes that the other party can calm down and not blindly attack.

"Wait!" After a moment, Yangping helplessly and feebly spit out the only feasible solution for them.

The three young girls suddenly became quiet, and looked out the window with Yang Ping, with worry and expectation.

*******

Is this the Vientiane Palace?

Based on the information obtained from Xu Wang's mind, Li Su stopped in front of a huge courtyard.

It's very big and there are a lot of people inside.

They are basically monks, and their level is not low, the lowest level is the immortal level. Although it is only in the early stage, there is no doubt that compared to the golden elixir in Yangping, and even the foundation building, there is a sense of confusion about which side is the big one.

Teaching, over there are casual cultivators.

There are countless huge auras that can be felt inside, like the sun among the stars, extremely vast.

That was Taiyi, there were five of them.

You must know that in the outskirts of Fengdu, Li Su met Taiyi for the first time in such a long time, and there were five of them when they met.

They are very powerful. For true immortals and heavenly immortals, they are undoubtedly giants. No wonder Yang Ping has no water chestnuts at all. Facing such an enemy with strata of class, the Ten Fire True Immortals have no ability to resist.

These Taiyi, at least eight fires, are almost dozens of times larger than the ten fire immortals.

Of course, his attention was not on these Taiyi.

Instead, he looked towards the courtyard and backyard. There was a breath lurking there. It was very quiet and dim. If it weren't for his amazing spiritual sense and his amazing sense of flesh, soul, space, etc., he might have missed it.

That is above the myths, a genius, at least twelve fires, with extraordinary magical powers.

Such strength is obviously not something that can be cultivated in the upper realm or below, and his identity is basically ready to be revealed.

He should be a disciple of a great sect, but one cannot tell which sect. He hides his own aura very well, covering himself under the five Taiyi.

*******

Standing in the void, Li Su couldn't help but become serious and scanned the entire courtyard three times.

After a moment, he exhaled and could take action.

You’re sure, you have enough money with you!

As soon as the thought fell, one of the seven noble path fruits, the lotus path fruit, opened my eyes.

The terrifying light of the Buddha soars into the sky, and the sacred scriptures fill the sky. The two sides have reached this point, and there is no need for dialogue anymore.

The Buddhist scriptures burned, and Li Suta turned into a huge sun, which fell directly towards the courtyard of Wanxiang Palace.

"who?"
To be continued...