Chapter 530: Only masters can enter

The middle-aged came to the city, glanced at the city gate, and then rushed in with a white shadow on his body.
After the middle-aged entered, he soon disappeared, and the ghost soldiers patrolling the city didn't seem to find him.
"He's in!"
"Master can go in?"
The warriors have speculated that the reason why the first old man died may be because he was too old, but the second man clearly entered the ghost city without much hindrance.
Seeing a person entered, the master who had been watching the scene could no longer hold back.
A group of people walked out of the crowd one after another, and rushed into the ancient city without a word. These people are all masters, and they have been hiding until now. After they have lived for so many years, they naturally understand that the more ancient ruins are, the less they can be pathfinders. Although it is possible to get good things by walking in the forefront, the danger of death is too great. They would rather take a step slower.
Now, it's time to get in!
A master released his true energy, resisting the ghost energy around him, and entered the God City one after another. None of these masters opened the gate of the city. It is estimated that they did not want to do anything extra, and there will be branches!
"I'll go, when are there so many masters in the Kunlong Mountains."
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"It seems that the four-star and five-star sects have been dispatched."
"The master has gone in, let's rush in too, follow the master, maybe we can still get in"
"Damn, fight it!"
Some warriors couldn't hold back, hundreds of people suddenly rushed towards the ancient city, violent internal force soared into the sky, as if intending to disperse the ghost energy.
The warriors are like waves, fast forward, courage is commendable, but they are seeking their own death! Many people just walked a hundred steps and fell to the ground. The person who persisted for the longest time only walked three hundred steps, a hundred steps away from the city gate!
A city gate blocked the footsteps of thousands of warriors.
If the ghost spirit is not cleared or weakened, Madman Wu is not even qualified to enter! Only the master can enter.
At this moment, the elders of the four-star sect entered the ancient city one after another, all afraid that they would be late and would not get good things.
Zhang Yifeng and Jueyuan still stood there and did not move. After Jueyuan went in once, they naturally knew the danger inside. Although Zhang Yifeng didn't go in, he knew that no one could get good things in these places.
I don't want to get rid of some of these ghosts, and getting in is a dead end! This is why Zhang Yifeng did not go in the first time.
At this time, there are still warriors who are not afraid of death intending to follow the master, intending to get in, but the final result is still a dead end.
Even if you are a master, you have to go all out to go in, and naturally you won't use the extra qi to protect other people.
"Amitabha Buddha, my Buddha is merciful. Don't give away your benefactors in vain. The grievances here are so deep that the undead can't be overwhelmed. You are just suicidal in such a numb impact.
At this moment, a sigh came.
Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was a monk who was speaking. The Buddha's face was thin, as if he had experienced thousands of sufferings.
Seeing this monk, both Zhang Yifeng and Jueyuan's pupils contracted for a while. Although the monk did not release his breath, the Buddha nature on his body calmed everyone on the scene.
"This monk, do you have a way to weaken the ghost spirit?"
Some warriors asked.
"Amitabha Buddha, I am alone, and there is nothing I can do. But the donor should not worry about the news of the ghost city unearthed, as long as I know the news of the unearthed in the ghost city, I will come to the Buddha. We will open a golden road at that time, and you will still pass it."
"Damn, really? Are you so good?"
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."
"Then when will other high monks arrive?"
"It's coming, it's coming, it will come by chance."
The thin Buddha put his hands together, facing the ancient city, sitting cross-legged, and began chanting Buddhist scriptures. It seems that the mantra is going to be reborn.
Every time he reads a sentence, a golden and simple Buddha word will be spit out from his mouth.
Speaking of Buddhist motto, this monk is at least a master! Only a master can shape Zhen Qi.
Soon, dense Buddhist words appeared in the sky, rushing into the scope of ghost energy.
There was a crackling blasting sound, and the Buddha's words came into contact with the ghostly energy, and there was a blast, as if water and fire were incompatible.
At this moment, the skinny monk released golden light all over his body, like the reincarnation of the Buddha.
In this scene, the warriors who were there waited to kneel down and worship.
Most of the monks are the generations who seek fame. The word "eminent monk" is even more defiled by the mundane world, and the eminent monks in the secular world are almost all fake. But the eminent monk in front of him really got the eminent monk. This rebirth curse is not something ordinary people can remember. It takes great perseverance and patience.
"Is this monk hidden?"
Zhang Yifeng asked Jueyuan.
Jueyuan looked at the other person and said lightly: "Unlike, his Dharma is similar to mine. The people at the hidden gate shouldn't be there yet. Keep waiting, only wait for the high monk at the hidden gate to get rid of the ghost energy."
Zhang Yifeng nodded, did not speak any more, just watched the monk chant the death mantra in silence.
Although this eminent monk has some strength, after all, his manpower is meager. In the face of the grievances and murderous aura of the entire ancient city for thousands of years, his ability is not enough at all.
"It's useless..."
"There is no wave at all."
The warriors originally had hope, but then they were all disappointed.
"Don't worry, everyone. Although this high monk can't help us much, if other high monks arrive, we might actually be able to get in."
When a warrior spoke, he saw hope from the eminent monk.
"Are you so sure that there will be a monk coming?"
"Doesn't the Buddhism always say that I don't go to and who goes to hell? They are clearing out the devil and saving the common people!"
"It seems that this is the case. Then let's wait for the other high monks to come. Just so, let the master who went in first help us clear the way."
The warriors meditated on the spot one after another. Although they were anxious to go in, they had no choice but to pin their hopes on the powerful monk.
The warriors waited for two days. In the past two days, many masters entered, and even Zhang Yifeng saw Luo overbearing. Luo Yanlan and Luo Ziyi didn't come, they should know the danger of Shencheng.
In two days, many monks did come.
There are thousands of people.
Zhang Yifeng sighed that there is Buddhism in Lingyue Mainland. It seems that Buddhism has many believers no matter where it is.
In Lingyue Continent, no one dares to underestimate Buddhism.
Because Buddhism is the most unfathomable type of people. The little bald donkey of today may become a Buddha by epiphany tomorrow and possess great power.
Buddha is a kind of Tao.
Zhang Yifeng became more and more convinced that Lingyue Continent was indeed connected to the earth. Because from the perspective of Buddha nature, both places are the same.
"Brothers, the ancient city has deep grievances and must be saved by the Dharma. Although my Dharma is humble, I also want to be a ferryman. I would like to ask everyone to join me in reciting the Daqing Mantra."
The voice of the skinny monk came.
A thousand people gathered, and he finally made a move.