"Sir Aman, I have a way to cure the injuries on your body, but it will take great risks." Ren Junxing's face looked scattered, as if he had made up his mind, and then he looked up and said seriously.

Gongsun Zhiqing frowned and said coldly: "Ren Junxing, stop talking nonsense! Aman's injuries are extraordinary. Even if the worship masters in the palace come in time, they may not be able to cure them well. What are your abilities?"

Ling Qingfeng was just slightly stunned and had no hope for Ren Junxing's words. He knew that his family members had already attacked the heart meridians from the acupoints and damaged the root of the body. Even the innate true qi in his body had no effect, and the chance of external force healing was even slim.

Ren Junxing said frankly: "Brother Aman, you and I are loyal to each other. You have picked up my life. I will not joke about such a major matter of life and death! It has come to this time, and I can't hide it anymore. In fact, there is a huge secret hidden in this stone city!"

After listening to Ren Junxing's solemn speech, Ling Qingfeng and Gongsun Zhiqing did not interrupt him. "Ten years ago, I was just a guard in the Young Marshal's Mansion, living in this stone city. I drank some wine and gambled some money with my colleagues every day, and my life was very comfortable." Ren Junxing talked happily.

He was actually a guard in the Young Marshal's Mansion, but why did he later become a thorn in the side of the Young Marshal Yang Guangzhen? Moreover, this man became the commander of the Fourth Army's border army from a mere inner court. It was a strange lifelong encounter.

"There is a small room in the backyard of the Young Marshal's Mansion. It is said that the place where the old lady of the Young Marshal's Mansion worships her ancestors. No one comes. One night, it was my turn to guard the duty. I happened to drink a little too much. I accidentally broke into the room and was shot by a golden light. I accidentally entered a strange space. There was a bald old man in there, who gave me half of the martial arts scriptures. It was with this half of the martial arts scriptures that I had today!" Ren Junxing said this, his eyes were bright and his face was still unsatisfied.

"Do you want us to find that old man? Let him treat Aman?" Gongsun Zhiqing frowned.

Ren Junxing shook his head and said, "I was confused at that time. Now I know that the old man is not a physical entity, but a divine thought left by the senior master. At that time, I just turned around at the door of that world, and there was still a lot of space and no one knew anything. I was thinking. If Lord Aman went in, would he find a way to cure poison and have another adventure!"

"To be honest, this is the biggest secret in my heart of Ren Junxing. I even dreamed of returning to the Young Marshal's Mansion and entering that place again. It's a pity that the dog thief in Yangguang Town is too powerful and I can't beat him! Now Brother Aman is seriously injured, and we are trapped in the city half dead, I'm thinking. Maybe this is a glimmer of vitality left by God, and we are destined to let us go there again!"

Ling Qingfeng nodded. In this situation, he could only treat the death as a living horse. He smiled and said, "Okay! It's not too late. We are in the Young Marshal's Mansion. Now we'll go over and see that place!"

Gongsun Zhiqing's eyes lit up when she heard that it was possible to cure Aman's injuries and stood up.

Unexpectedly, Ren Junxing waved his hand and said, "Just go with Brother Aman! Please stay and stay in charge. Otherwise, the demons will attack you and no one will be in charge of the city guarding army!"

"Hmph! Spicy!" Gongsun Zhijing knew Ren Junxing's thoughts and did not want her to participate in the secret, but she really needed to show up to take charge of the city. She had to give up.

So, Ren Junxing took Ling Qingfeng and the two of them passed through the corridor from the front hall and came to the backyard of the Shaomao Mansion.

The Young Marshal's Mansion has now become the command center of the city guarding army. It has long since disappeared from the courtyard of the past. It has been replaced by various military supplies piled up like mountains. There are also the city guarding soldiers who are rushing.

Every soldier who passed by Ling Qingfeng and Ren Junxing stopped consciously and bowed respectfully to the two of them.

These two are the hope of the 200,000 soldiers and civilians in Stone City. Their wonderful performance among the 500,000 demon clan has been circulated to be amazing.

In the hearts of all the soldiers and civilians of Stone City, as long as there are two adults here, even if the demons double their troops, they will not be able to attack.

After a few rounds, the two of them arrived at a secluded corner in the backyard.

Ren Junxing was obviously a little nervous and revisited the old place. Moreover, this was the place where he had adventures and fortunes back then. He felt like he was mixed and had an indescribable feeling.

Ling Qingfeng didn't have so many ideas, but he just felt that there was no better way anyway, so he just gave it a try.

creak! Ren Junxing pushed open the door. This was the smallest room huddled in the corner of the backyard. If you didn't pay attention, you would think it was a wood-room with piles of miscellaneous items.

The two walked into the room, which was very simple. Apart from a few futons covered with dust and had not been used for a long time, there was a half-person-high Buddhist niche, incense burner, Buddha lamp, and candlestick in the center of the room.

Ling Qingfeng is not unfamiliar with the furnishings in the Buddhist temple. There is an almost identical one in Aunt Li’s house next to Linghu Village. When he was a child, Ling Qingfeng often sneaked in with his friends to explore and even stole the fruits offered to Buddha.

Ren Junxing suppressed the excitement in his heart and said tremblingly: "That's it, it's here. As soon as I entered the door, I was shot by a golden light and then entered another space."

The two of them circled around, but this time, no golden light shone out, bringing them to another world.

"Has the secret here been cracked by the dog thief in Yang Guangzhen? Impossible! The bald old man clearly said that I am the one with destiny, and only the one with destiny can enter the other world!" Ren Junxing said anxiously.

"Wait, what bald old man? Isn't he a monk? The one who is destined to be a Buddha? "Ling Qingfeng thought about it and asked casually.

Ren Junxing heard this and felt a little confused. He shook his neck and said, "What is a monk? Can you eat it?"

Ling Qingfeng seemed to have grasped something and frowned and said, "Wait a minute, don't you know what a monk is? Do you know what a Buddhist is? A sect where all the believers in it are bald!"

Ren Junxing shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it. There is only the only sect in the Lingxiao Temple in the entire Central Continent. I have never heard of any Buddhist sect!"

Ling Qingfeng pointed to the Buddha statue in front of him and said, "What is this?" "Isn't this the ancestor of the Yang family? Hey, their ancestors are also bald! I didn't pay attention before!" Ren Jun walked the way.

Ling Qingfeng quickly changed his mind. There was no Buddhist on the Zhongzhou continent, and the statue in front of him was clearly a Buddha statue, and the bald old man Ren Junxing met here back then. The one he taught him was clearly Buddhist martial arts. There must be an unknown secret in it. "Brother Aman, what should I do now? I can't find a way to go into that place again! "Ren Junxing didn't have so many thoughts, but he was simply a little guilty. He thought that this place was organically treated Aman's injuries, but the result was not satisfactory.

Ling Qingfeng did not make a sound, but began to observe everything in the room carefully. "This is clearly a Buddha's house, and each of the furnishings inside is exactly the same as the Buddhist instruments on the earth."

Suddenly, Ling Qingfeng noticed a somewhat abnormal discovery.

The palm of the Buddha statue seemed to be pinched but not pinched, and the fingers were half bent and half stretched, and the gestures were a bit strange.

Ling Qingfeng stared at the palm of the Buddha statue and gradually remembered that among the Buddhist sects on earth, there was a powerful martial art, Tantric master seal, which used the posture changes of the palm and fingers to form seals to control the flow of true qi, thus producing many wonderful uses.

The right hand movement of this Buddha statue happens to be a gesture of not making a heart seal, but without the cooperation of the left hand, only half seal was formed, which looks a bit inconsistent.

Ling Qingfeng's heart moved, leaned forward to the Buddha statue, bent his index finger and ring finger, compared a motion of immovable seal, and gently touched the fingers of the Buddha statue, forming a complete immovable seal.

Suddenly, the body of the Buddha statue trembled violently, and cracked patterns appeared on the skin of the Buddha statue.

Ling Qingfeng actually felt a huge and boundless vitality from the body of this Buddha statue. "This is not a wooden sculpture of a clay Buddha statue, it is a physical Buddha!" ​​Ling Qingfeng was shocked and was about to pull back his palm when suddenly the golden light in front of him made his eyes confused and could not see anything.

When his vision recovered, Ling Qingfeng found that he had arrived in an inexplicable place, as if he had completed the time and space transformation.

Looking around, the yellow sand in the fields was full of withered appearances, and even the sky was dim and powerless, as if it had come to the end of the end of the end of the world, and I felt a sense of indescribable desolation.

In front of Ling Qingfeng, except for the yellow sand in the sky, there was only a black mountain standing. The mountain was as smooth as a realm, emitting a desolate and distant aura, which made people couldn't help but want to worship at first sight.

At the top of this Dahei Mountain, there is a golden object. When you look closely, it looks like a pagoda, not very high. It looks like seven or eight floors, emitting golden Buddha light, reflecting a large area of ​​sky golden and reflecting the yellow sand at the foot of the mountain. "It's this, it's here! The bald old man brought me here at that time. I remember this Dahei Mountain and the golden pagoda on the top of the mountain!" Behind Ling Qingfeng, Ren Junxing's rough voice suddenly started to shout.

Ling Qingfeng looked back, nodded, and said, "Brother Ren, what should we do now?"

Ren Junxing looked around and said with regret, "I would like to think that the world here will not change, but I haven't come in for ten years, and it's much more desolate here. It was not like this before. There was a thatched cottage at the foot of the Great Black Mountain. At that time, the old man taught me martial arts there! There are no more now!"

Ling Qingfeng looked in the direction Ren Junxing pointed, and there was nothing at the foot of the mountain, only a piece of bare yellow sand.

Things change and people change, but old friends are not there. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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