Demon Suppression Bureau, quiet room.
Su Yu was sitting cross-legged, and the mountains of spiritual stones, elixirs, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures piled up in front of him had all turned into ashes at this moment.
He slowly exhaled a breath.
The turbid air was not white, but showed a deep dark color that seemed to be able to swallow light. When it landed Soundless, it left a dent the size of a fingernail on the hard black gold stone floor, with an edge as smooth as a mirror.
Overnight, Mystic Sword Sect's thousand-year-old essence was devoured by him.
Qi Refinement cultivation level is stable at Peak Earth Realm First Level, only one step away from the second level.
The biggest gain was from the Half-Step Heaven Realm Spirit Refinement martial arts, Myriad Tribulations Thunder Prison.
"It's time to leave."
After a while, Su Yu stood up and pushed the door open.
The early morning sunshine cast his tall figure into a long shadow on the ground.
He didn't pause at all and walked straight towards the small building at the deepest part of the Demon Suppression Bureau where Wang Du was located.
Today is the day of Xuankong Temple Dharma Discussion Competition.
In front of the small building, the guard looked at Su Yu with a look in his eyes, then bowed and saluted, and took the initiative to get out of the way.
Su Yu pushed the door open and entered.
There was still the familiar smell of blood and herbs in the house that was deliberately masked by sandalwood.
Wang Du turned his back to him and stood in front of the window, his figure still as thick as a mountain.
Coming.
Wang Du turned around, not much emotion could be seen on that resolute face, but when his eyes fell on Su Yu, there was a hint of unabashed appreciation.
Overnight, my breath became more condensed.
This kid's growth rate can no longer be estimated using common sense.
Wang Du's heart became more determined.
"Acala Body" must be obtained by Su Yu!
Xuankong Temple If those old monks are wise and exchange a Bodhi Seed for a favor, everyone will be happy.
If you are not interested...
He doesn't mind letting Qing Province Wulin know that Demon Suppression Bureau's "sponsorship" is not that easy to get.
Mystic Sword Sect, you did a good job.
Wang Du's voice is calm and powerful. An ironclad proof is more useful than ten thousand explanations.
Now Qing Province those guys with evil intentions have to keep one eye open at night.
Su Yu bows.
Matters within one's duty.
Let's go.
Wang Du waved his hand, said nothing more, and walked out first.
Su Yu followed silently.
The two of them left Demon Suppression Bureau one after the other.
There were no ceremonial guards, no entourage, just like the two most ordinary warriors, blending into the morning crowd of Qing Province City.
Xuankong Temple, located in Spirit Vulture Mountain a hundred miles west of Qing Province City.
The Buddha's light loomed over the entire mountain range, the sound of Sanskrit chanting could be heard endlessly, and the air at the foot of the mountain was filled with a tranquilizing scent of sandalwood.
When the figures of Wang Du and Su Yu appeared in front of the mountain gate.
Amitabha Buddha and the king's benefactor have come here, and the temple is full of glory.
An old monk wearing a bright yellow cassock, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, was waiting at the mountain gate in person.
Behind him were a group of Xuankong Temple senior officials.
Xuankong Temple abbot, Yuanxin.
Earth Realm Eighth Level's great master.
His attitude towards Wang Du was extremely respectful, he put his hands together and bowed slightly.
Abbot Yuanxin You're welcome.
Wang Du has a simple and honest smile on his face, as if he is really a neighboring farmer who is here to visit. Demon Suppression Bureau is busy with work, so I took a break from my busy schedule to come to your temple to ask for a cup of vegetarian tea.
Abbot Yuanxin's eyes slid from Wang Du to Su Yu behind him without leaving a trace.
Dressed in black, wearing a sword, his expression is cold and his aura is as restrained as the abyss.
He can't see through it.
A young man actually made him, a strong man like Earth Realm Eighth Level, feel a vague sense of danger.
Presumably this is the donor Su Yu recommended by the Demon Suppression Bureau this time, right?
The smile on Abbot Yuanxin's face is even bigger. It turns out that a hero comes from a young age. He has such a calm state of mind at such a young age. The future is limitless.
The abbot was full of praise.
Su Yu replied calmly.
He is not interested in business talk.
Wang Du laughed and patted Su Yu on the shoulder.
This kid is just a dull gourd, abbot, don't blame him.
The envoy and the abbot have some details to discuss about "Bodhi Seed", so they won't delay here.
Good.
Abbot Yuanxin understood and made a "please" gesture sideways.
He turned back and gave instructions to a young monk.
Huikong, please act as my teacher and entertain Donor Su well. Do not neglect the distinguished guests.
Among the crowd, a young monk with a handsome face wearing moon-white monk robes came out and clasped his hands.
Disciples obey.
It is Huikong.
He raised his head and his eyes met Su Yu in the air.
In an instant, the hot magma breath from the volcano crater and the domineering figure of the young man who punched him Acala Golden Body flashed through his mind at the same time.
Huikong's eyes became a little complicated.
Wang Du, Abbot Yuanxin and others left hand in hand. At the gate of the mountain, only Su Yu and Huikong were left, standing opposite each other.
The atmosphere was a little subtle for a while.
Donor Su, you are well.
Huikong was the first to break the silence. His voice was calm and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
It only lasted more than a month since we parted ways in the secret realm.
He practiced hard in seclusion and realized that "Immovable Wisdom King Scripture" had become more diligent and his state of mind became more harmonious.
But when he saw Su Yu again, he found that he still couldn't see through the young man in front of him.
It is like an ancient well, calm on the surface but bottomless on the inside.
Is it an illusion? The pressure he puts on me seems to be stronger than when I was in the secret realm...
Thoughts flashed through Huikong's mind, and the Buddhist disciple's powerful spiritual power subconsciously moved towards Su Yu.
He had no ill intentions, just curiosity and exploration out of a warrior's instinct.
However, his consciousness just touched the three feet around Su Yu.
Buzz--!
Huikong only felt that his consciousness seemed to have hit an invisible but unimaginably thick dam!
No, that's not a dam.
It is a vast expanse of land connected with thick earth and yellow springs!
His ray of consciousness, as small as a grain of dust in front of this "earth", was instantly crushed to pieces by that will as heavy as a star!
Poof.
Huikong's body swayed, his face instantly turned pale, his throat felt sweet, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.
The string of rosary beads in his hand broke at the sound, and eighteen warm Bodhi Seed scattered on the ground.
Huikong Dead Dead Land stared at Su Yu, and for the first time, those ancient and unwavering eyes were filled with the emotion called "horror"!
That will just now...
The true meaning of suppressing all things! The power of connecting the earth's veins!
This is...Earth Realm!
And it's definitely not an ordinary Earth Realm First Level! That kind of fundamental majesty and domineering far exceeds anything of the same level he has seen!
One month!
Just one month!
The boy who was Mystic Realm with him in the secret realm had actually crossed the chasm that countless geniuses could not overcome in their lifetimes and stepped into the Earth Realm?
How is this possible!
Huikong felt that the knowledge of martial arts he had established over the past twenty years had been completely overturned and shattered into pieces at this moment.
His proud talent, his pride as the number one genius of Xuankong Temple, turned into a joke in front of the miraculous realm of Su Yu.
You...
Huikong's voice was dry and difficult.
Have you... broken through?
Su Yu looked at him in despair, his eyes did not waver at all.
Huikong's state at this time is still at Mystic Realm Ninth Level. Obviously, compared with Li Xi and Zhao Chengkong, he has fallen one step behind.
But this is also related to the Buddhist techniques practiced by Huikong.
Keep a low profile and be extremely concise!