The Strongest Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

After confirming that there was no danger, Du Yu patted his palms and shouted at the psychic Taoist:

"Old man, let's go."

Psychic Taoist: "..."

If he had a slap, he would definitely take this dazzling guy.

As soon as he entered the second floor, a huge bronze statue appeared in Du Yu’s vision. The bronze statue was full of Buddha spirit and seemed to be something auspicious, but Du Yu rolled his eyes and he was ruthless by the first floor. If you pit it hard, naturally you won't have any respect for the things on the second layer.

"Old man, have you heard the Buddhist sound?"

Du Yu frowned, and bursts of sharpness came from the broken sword on his body, and the sound of Buddha came from the opposite side of the shield.

Indeed, the Buddha statue above did not move at all, but I could still feel the sound of the Buddha, the slightest attempt to wash the minds of everyone present, so as to make them forget everything in the world and stay here as one. A Buddhist disciple.

"This formation should be recorded in ancient books."

The psychic Taoist frowned and seemed to feel something, but Du Yu couldn't control so much. He rushed to the Buddha statue and slashed, and there was a sound of collision of gold and iron in front of him.

"Hey, old man, this thing is so hard, it can't be cut."

The psychic Taoist ignored Du Yu, he was numb by Du Yu's behavior.

"Why is the little friend so mad? You might as well wash the mortal world and enter Buddhism from then on."

Although Du Yu did not cause any scars on the Buddha statue, but his hands were a little sore, he stopped, but at this time a monk walked into the hall behind the Buddha statue. Silence, Du Yu can see at a glance, this is an elf.

Because the pointed ears are too obvious, but at the same time, this also shows that this person has been saved here, and has since given up everything and escaped here.

"You are the gatekeeper here?"

Du Yu's voice was neither overbearing nor overbearing, but he took away his sword-like aura from his hand. The elf in the robes shook his head:

"I, I'm just one of the Buddhist disciples here, but if a little friend wants to get past this level, he still needs to read these hundreds of Buddhist scriptures before he can see the guards. If the little friend is impatient, you might as well try I'm rushing over."

Du Yu thought to himself: I am definitely not an opponent of this person, but I am reading hundreds of Buddhist scriptures, what is a joke?

Du Yu thought for a moment, and said to the elf in front of him:

"Let me think about it."

The elf nodded, and walked toward the hall again with the stick in his hand.

Du Yu asked:

"Old man, how to break this level."

The psychic Taoist rolled his eyelids: "It's just the peak of mystery, just go hard, this is not your favorite."

Du Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, released Chenzi Yang and Ze Xi, and asked:

"I'm going to play a match with a man who is at the pinnacle of a spiritual journey, otherwise I have to finish reading a hundred Buddhist scriptures. You can have a countermeasure."

Ze Xi had enthusiasm in his eyes, but he didn't consider his strength as a third-order sacred traveler: "Such a strong man deserves a fight."

Chen Ziyang seemed to be much more silent, and he said after a long time: "Hundreds of Buddhist scriptures, I can finish reading. If it is a fight with that person, if the lord asks, although it is not self-reliant, Ziyang is willing to work hard."

Du Yu's eyes lit up and he patted Chen Ziyang on the shoulder and said, "Then I will trouble you."

Soon, the elf monk handed over a huge bundle of Buddhist scriptures. Chen Ziyang picked up one and flipped through it. One hour later, he picked up another one. The speed was getting faster and faster. After three hours, he finished reading all the Buddhist scriptures, but But in front of me, as if I had never read it before, I just said in a deep voice: "Master, I have finished reading."

The elf sighed helplessly: "Idiot."

Du Yu did not understand the meaning of these two words, but soon saw Chen Ziyang's body soaked with endless Buddha light, but when the Buddha light flooded his eyes, a sharp sword light shot out from his eyes. Soon, the Buddha light came from him. One after another passed under the feet, as if they had never appeared before.

The psychic Taoist shook his head: "This sword embryo is too pure, and it is too pure for the Buddhist scriptures. It can't help it. On the contrary, it is to sharpen the three-point Buddha nature, and that Buddha nature will play an incredible role in fighting against people."

"The gatekeeper is in front, ready, just follow me."

Du Yu followed behind the monk and nodded. Soon, this time I saw a huge water pool with layers of lotus leaves. Du Yu stretched out his foot and stepped on it. Sure enough, if it doesn’t happen. The silkworm decided to reduce its own weight, and the lotus leaf could not carry itself at all.

But what makes Du Yu feel strange is that Ze Xi wants to carry out the exercises just like himself, but the spirit does not seem to have used it. With every step, you can see a Buddha mark on his feet, which seems to carry him. The weight of the whole body.

But the lotus leaf under Chen Ziyang's feet made Du Yu a little choked. Every piece was as if it had been cut by a sharp sword, and was instantly torn apart after Chen Ziyang left.

"Idiot."

Seeing this scene, the elf monk shook his head again.ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novelenglish.net . Fɪre.net

At the end of the lotus leaf, a figure gradually came into view, although the eyes were closed, but from a distance, one could feel the peerless elegance sitting on the beauty of the lotus leaf.

And the pointed ears silently indicate that this is another elven beauty.

"Is this the gatekeeper."

Du Yu pointed his finger at the lotus leaf, seeming to realize that it was impolite to point at someone.

The elf monk nodded, and then said without looking back:

"good luck."

"Defeat me and you can enter the third floor."

Du Yu turned his head and noticed that the voice was still from the beauty of the Elf race who was sitting on the lotus leaf with his eyes closed.

"good."

Du Yu took the interrupted sword in his hand, and was about to step forward to fight, and soon the voice continued to be heard:

"As long as you can enter my lotus leaf range, even if I lose."

Although the lotus leaf is not big, it does not seem to hinder him. Of course, Du Yu doesn't think so. He nodded, and then rushed in the direction that signaled Chen Ziyang toward the lotus leaf.

Chen Ziyang nodded, expressing his understanding, and then took the broken sword in Du Yu's hand and rushed towards the lotus leaf with an inexplicable edge.

In a trance, Du Yu and Ze Xi seemed to be able to see a sword descending from the sky and rushing towards that solitary boat.

"Old man, can he rush over?"

Du Yu asked in his mind.

The psychic Taoist rolled his eyelids: "Able is capable, but only if his strength is the same as yours."

Indeed, although the particularity of the sword embryo can surpass an entire level, it is a pity that the ancients can only be at the first level and there is a terrible gap similar to two large levels.

Du Yu nodded and continued to watch the confrontation between Jian Mang and Lone Boat.

Although the sharp edge of the sword seemed to be pervasive, the lone boat was always floating from side to side, avoiding it just right.

In fact, it happened to dodge in the weakest place of Jian Mang, and in this weakest place, it was impossible to tear the barrier on the lone boat.