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Chapter 3216 Eight Character Mantra

"I also thought the donor was for the magic crystal!" The old abbot smiled awkwardly, and then asked, "My apprentice said you were looking for me, what's the matter?"

"I want to know the whereabouts of the martial arts on the sixth level of "Brahma Saint Gong", Ye Xiong said directly.

"Have the donor practiced this technique?" asked the abbot.

"I have practiced to the fifth level, but I have been searching for a long time but haven't found the sixth level. It seems to be lost. Later, I asked for a long time before I asked you, Abbot, is this Fan Sheng Sect?" Ye Xiong asked nervously.

He has spent a lot of time looking for the remaining "Brahma Saint Gong". It can be said that this is his last hope. If he can't find it here, he really can't think of where else to find it.

Ye Wentian is now snatching the magic crystal. With his strength and cunning, Ye Xiong guessed that he could get at least one dragon crystal. If he was asked to refine the magic crystal, he would likely enter the middle stage of Void Refining by himself. It would be very difficult for him to beat him again.

"Brahma Sheng Gong" is his only hope, and as the blind monk said, it is his own path, not Ip Mantian's path.

"This is the Brahmasao Sect, but I have been looking for the sixth level of martial arts you mentioned throughout my life, and there is no news." The abbot said.

"Where is the fifth floor, should you have five floors here?" Ye Xiong asked anxiously.

"Of course I have it here on the fifth floor, and you have it too, but it's useless!"

Ye Xiong was a little surprised. The old monk was covered in rags and smelled odor all over his body. Those who didn't know about it thought he was a beggar, but he didn't expect that he could have practiced to the fifth level of "Brahma Saint Gong" like him.

Those who can cultivate to the fifth level are absolutely not simple. Ye Xiong guessed that this person's strength is likely to be above him.

There was no fluctuation of the other party's body, and I didn't know whether it was using magic weapons to hide it or using magic powers to hide it. Or, the cultivation level was far above you, and you could restrain your breath and make it impossible for you to notice it at all.

"Abbot, you just said that you have been searching for it all your life, but you have not found the sixth level of "Brahma Saint Gong". Can you tell me what method you used to find it? Have you passed on any clues before?" Ye Xiong asked.

"If you learn the fifth level of "Brahma Saint Gong", you are qualified to get clues, but you must prove that you have learned it." said the abbot.

Ye Xiong nodded and began to use the "Brahma Saint Gong". Suddenly, his body shone brightly, and a golden Dharma image condensed above his head. On the top of the Dharma image, starlight spots formed a halo, which was the fifth level of "Brahma Saint Gong", which could greatly improve combat power.

"A very pure martial art." The old abbot nodded, very satisfied, and said, "Please follow me."

Ye Xiong followed him and came to the dilapidated Buddha statue in the hall. Then he pointed to the two rusty pillars in front of the Buddha statue and said, "Did you see the words on it?"

"I've seen it for a long time and I've always found it strange."

On the two pillars, there is a line of words written on them.

Left: Water without a source.

On the right: a tree without roots.

This is an idiom. Ye Xiong understands the meaning of the sentence, which refers to water without a source, trees without roots, and is a metaphor for things without foundation.

Such sentences appear in the most conspicuous place in a Buddhist temple hall, which is obviously inappropriate.

Could it be to tell others that seeking Buddha is originally empty and unrealistic?

No wonder the incense in this Buddhist temple is so bad. These two sentences scared the pilgrims away.

"These eight words are the inheritance left by the previous generation. It says that as long as you find the root of no root and the water of no source, you can find the remaining "Brahma Saint Gong" technique."

"There is no such thing in the world, and there is no such thing in the world, how can you find it?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.

"I have been searching for it, but I have spent thousands of years but I haven't found it." The abbot laughed and said, "Don't worry, take it slowly. It's so easy to find it. The Fan Sheng Sect will not fall into such a situation."

The practice of "Brahma Saint Gong" is already very harsh. It takes time to realize and absorb the vitality of the earth. Now you have to search for it above the sixth level, so you can give these eight words. How can you find these eight words in the vast universe?

"Abbot, you have been searching for so many years, and you always have some insights and insights, right?" Ye Xiong asked in a discouragement.

The old abbot spent so much time searching but couldn't find it. Ye Xiong originally wanted to use "Brahma Saint Gong" to make a breakthrough, but now it seems that this method doesn't work!

"For thousands of years, I have traveled to the cultivation world and even visited the Elf Island, but I can't find these two things."

"Can't this so-called wood without roots and water without source are not wood and water at all, but other things?" Ye Xiong asked.

"The old monk once thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out." The old abbot shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You think about it carefully, I'll go and rest for a while."

After saying that, the abbot left.

Ye Xiong stood next to the two stone pillars, circled around the stone pillars, and looked carefully, wanting to see if there were any other discoveries.

He even used his magic eyes to penetrate the pillars, but still could not find any clues.

After thinking without success, he had to give up temporarily.

When he returned to the room, Ye Xiong passed by the abbot's wing room and found that the abbot's door was open.

He walked in and saw the scene inside the room, and was shocked.

I saw that the walls on both sides of the room were covered with maps, and all the maps were marked with red dots, one large area after another.

Some are marked with larger red dots, while others are smaller and dense, making people dazzled.

"This is a map of the six realms of the True Immortal Realm. The place marked with the red dots is something I have found in detail..." the abbot explained.

Looking at the logo on the map, Ye Xiong couldn't help but sigh.

The real world of true immortals is so big. It takes a lot of time and energy to go through all the places and search them once.

Didn’t he think that perhaps these eight-character mantras represent wood and water at all?

Some people have been stubborn all their lives, and doing so is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Ye Xiong felt that if he was not like the abbot, he would not have looked for it without direction, at least he had to understand what these eight words mean.

Ye Xiong returned to the room and lay on the bed. When he thought of Luo Yuemei's death, his heart felt ache again.

He couldn't help but take out the vital energy bottle of Netherworld to communicate.

He had to ask clearly whether the seven-headed demon dragon was released by Ye Wentian. If he was sure, he would have to avenge this revenge.

The water mirror was connected for a long time, and the haggard face of Nether Ming appeared there.
Chapter completed!
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