Genius Sword Immortal - Chapter 708

The current Ye Feng is not enough to repair, and there is no astral stone, unable to activate the cross-border transmission array.

However, now, at this Zen sect, the upcoming discussion is actually a thing that can cross the other world, which makes Ye Feng very happy, this is really right.

Although I don't know what the broken thing is, listening to the tone of the Zen master seems to attach great importance to it.

Even this time, the Zen Conference was not open to the public. Even some ordinary disciples who are happy with Zen are not eligible to participate. To know that in the past, the Zen Congress wanted to go, of course, the premise is a disciple of Zen.

Those who came to participate in the Zen Conference were all deeply Buddhist masters, and they were very influential in the practice of Tianzhu.

Perhaps because they belong to the same Zen, it is a joy to Zen to invite other Zen people to come and discuss things about the broken things.

From the translation of the house, Ye Feng learned that the key to Zen's desire to obtain the broken things is on a person who is called Wenlu Zen Master. He is now closely guarded and is locked in somewhere in the Zen. .

Ye Feng did not hear the name of this person, and the house was not there.

In the joy of Zen, this matter is regarded as a secret in the secret.

The cold night is coming.

Throughout the valley where the Zen Buddhism is located, there is a scent of scent, and many women are brought in to serve the guests who came to attend the Zen Conference.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng slipped out of the room silently.

If someone asks, the house will tell the other party that Ye Feng is going to the toilet.

His actual purpose is to thoroughly explore the entire site of the Zen. Because there is a god, it doesn't take too long, even if you go everywhere.

If you can achieve the purpose of this day, Ye Feng does not even have to wait until tomorrow, and can leave this place overnight.

After a whole circle of joy and zen, Ye Feng did not find any suspicious places, only one pagoda holding many monks.

After thinking about it, he came to the outside of the stupa, and the shadows of the movie were lightly tapped, and he sneaked into it a few times.

This pagoda has many guardians who are highly trained, but no one has discovered the invasion of Ye Feng.

"The master of the dead branch, smelling the demon master, I don't know if I can find one of them..."

Ye Feng thought in his heart, and floated up the stairs along the stairs.

This pagoda, on each floor, is holding a monk, or other practitioners, and some of them are not low. Even on the mahogany stairs, there will be a lot of happy Zen disciples patrolling and patrolling, and the guards are extremely strict.

Ye Feng couldn't recognize who was holding the layer. The master of the dead branch and the master of the deer, he had never seen it before, but it was quite troublesome to find.

However, soon he found himself thinking too much.

Because the entire stupa, a total of eighteen floors, held nine monks, only one of them is the appearance of the Chinese, and the rest are all Scorpio.

Ye Feng stealth, hidden in the 18th floor of the stupa, the top floor.

At first glance, the 50-year-old Chinese monk is being held on the top floor. He is closing his eyes and keeping his eyes, and outside the room where he is being held, two hundred years old masters are guarding.

This guarding power is much more powerful than the floors below.

"Master of the Dead Branch? Smell the Zen Master?"

Ye Feng had some doubts, and across the wall, he showed a wonderful fairy voice to the Chinese monk in the room.

In Tang Xuefeng’s remarks, the master of the dead branch was the old man twenty years ago, and he was deep and far beyond Tang Xuefeng. And the Chinese monk in front of him, the gods detected that it was only about a hundred years.

The appearance of the practitioner may be young because of the deep cultivation, but this is a repair, but there is very little retrogression, or it is abolished.

This possibility is equally small.

Therefore, the possibility that the Chinese monk is a master of the dead branch is very small, but Ye Feng still inquired a bit, in order to see the reaction of the other side.

Upon hearing the fascinating sound of the eight words of Ye Feng, the Chinese monk in the room opened his eyes all at once, with soft eyes in his eyes, but with deep tenacity and great looks.

The monk's eyes with a little doubt, looked at the door of the room, but saw that the two old monks who guarded him did not blink, apparently not two old monks are calling him.

Moreover, the two old monks did not notice the sound.

who is it?

Chinese monks are a little confused.

"I am here to save you. If you are one of the Masters of Deer or the Master of the Dead, please nod."

Ye Feng Ling Miao Xianyin continued to spread.

This time, the Chinese monk can be sure that he is not an illusion, but that someone is actually talking to him, and the voice is passed directly into his ear.

It’s just that listening to the voice seems to be very young. At this age, it’s incredible to use the method of voice.

The most important thing is that Ye Feng used the Mandarin of Huaguo, which made the monk feel intimate at once.

Slowly, the monk nodded.

Just the next moment.

Hey!

The blue sword light suddenly flashed, Tai Chi Nether Sword!

The Chinese monk's eyes brightened, and then he saw the two old monks who had been guarding him. They were so rebellious that they were separated by a series of swords and the blood was sprayed.

Then, the bright white light flashed, and the extremely hot fireball quietly burned out the bodies of the two people, leaving no **** left.

The strong man who has been cultivated for a hundred years is completely **** in the eyes of Ye Feng.

Subsequently, Ye Feng’s figure wearing a black shirt appeared at the door of the room. Looking across the room for more than ten meters, the Chinese monk in the room still held a blue sword in his hand.

The Chinese monk saw that Ye Feng’s figure appeared like a ghost. He couldn’t help but stand up.

He never thought that he was detained in the most rigorous place where the Zen Emperor was guarded, and someone would save him!

"Dare to ask, are you a deer Zen master?"

Ye Feng looked at the other side, and asked for a wonderful voice.

"It’s the old man."

The Chinese monk slowly nodded, his brow wrinkled and looked at Ye Feng: "I don't know who the little brother is, who is the teacher?"

"I came from China and wanted to find the master of the dead branch."

Ye Feng said, he took out a piece of red crepe found in Putuoshan: "Because someone told me that this is something that rejoices in Zen, so come and see."

"Ugh."

The Venus demon sighed and looked at the vicissitudes of life: "That is the master of the old man, who was taken to this place ten years ago, and now the soul is bliss..."

The dead branch master is dead!

Ye Feng is one of them. I can’t think of this. The demon Zen master is actually a disciple of the master of the dead branch.