Rural Shennong

In terms of cultivation, Chen Ping is definitely not Zhiyuan's opponent, but in terms of formation skills, Chen Ping can surpass Zhiyuan by several blocks.

The sealing formation in front of him, even if it is complete, is full of loopholes in Chen Ping's eyes.

Zhi Yuan probably also knew that his attainments in the formation were mediocre, so he would use the Buddhist treasures and station himself here to suppress the devil, just in case.

Chen Ping walked into the lotus seat, swayed a large pile of jade flakes, and began to form an array.

With the perfection of the formation, the cracks on the lotus seat are slowly healing.

In less than two hours, the lotus seat had returned to its original state.

Chen Ping sighed: "I have missed this piece of bright light jade for nothing, but it's a pity that it has already been refined into shape."

"If you give me such a big piece and let me refine it, you don't need so many relics at all, and you can make this devil never recover."

"But it's not too late now."

Chen Ping arranged the formation here, and when he suppressed the devil again, Zhi Yuan, who had been distracted by sensing, quickly discovered the abnormality.

He looked in the direction of the Hell Reefs in amazement: "Huh? That's really weird. Why did the formation of the suppressed Devil's Nest suddenly stabilize again?"

Before Zhiyuan figured out what was going on, his expression suddenly changed: "No, something is not good!"

After speaking, he grabbed Ming Lan and rushed out of the secret room like lightning.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he bumped into Zen Master Puji who came to visit.

Zen Master Puji had never seen such a flustered look on Abbot Zhiyuan's face, and couldn't help but ask, "Abbot, who is this?"

Zhiyuan waved his sleeve robe and covered Chan Master Puji: "The relic has been taken away by someone, just let me go and have a look."

He opened the realm of Buddha light, covering Chan Master Puji and Minglan, and rushed towards the reefs of hell like lightning.

Chen Ping arranged the formation, took the relics, and ran away: "Hurry up, I have alarmed Zhiyuan, he will come soon."

Although he doesn't have a domain, he has the Sky Cracking Sword and can fly with the sword, and his speed is not much slower than Zhiyuan.

This is also Chen Ping's confidence to face the saint. If he can't beat him temporarily, he can at least run away.

When Zhiyuan and the others arrived at the Devil's Cave and saw the empty lotus platform, they were all stunned.

All this has long been in Minglan's calculations, and he secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, as I expected, that bitch Savina really brought Dongqing to take the relic."

"It's great, it's really great, God help me too!"

Although she thought so in her heart, Ming Lan showed a look of shock and anger on the surface: "Who has the courage to touch my Buddhist treasure!"

Zen Master Puji was shocked, and only after hearing Minglan's roar did he come back to his senses, then looked at Minglan with uncertain eyes and asked: "Junior Brother Minglan, you were injured just now, please go back and save you, the abbot. Someone came to take the relic, isn't it too coincidental?"

Minglan didn't seem to understand what Chan Master Puji meant, she was stunned for a long time, and then asked in disbelief: "Senior brother Puji, you...do you doubt me?"

Puji put one hand on his chest: "Amitabha, Junior Brother, it's not that I doubt you, but that all this is too coincidental."

"If you didn't send someone to take away the Buddha treasure, who would it be?"

Ming Lan was silent for a moment and said: "I dare to swear to the Buddha, I am not the one who took the Buddha treasure."

"But I can roughly guess who it is!"

He said with a gloomy face: "Master, brother, you also know that I was defeated by Dong Qing a few days ago, so you let Master leave here and go back to Motuo Temple to heal me."

"That Dongqing comprehended the law of destruction, and reached the semi-holy cultivation level."

"If he doesn't want to die, and hopes to realize the Tao and become a saint with the law of destruction, then he must suppress the demons in his heart and strengthen his physical body."

"I don't know how he strengthens the physical body, but to suppress the inner demons, what can compare to our Buddhist relics?"

"I even suspect that when he intentionally hurt me instead of killing me, and let me go, he just wanted to take this opportunity to transfer Master away and take the opportunity to steal the Buddha's treasure."

"This kid has a vicious mind and uses unscrupulous methods. He is comparable to a devil alive."

"Master, although the disciple's injury is still serious, he is not in danger of falling."

"You should go and capture that Dongqing demon head as soon as possible, and get back the Buddha treasure!"

Minglan's plan ended here, and everything went well, as he expected.

Chen Ping took away the relics, and the devil couldn't be suppressed anymore. Only the exercises he practiced can suppress the devil, and he can get great benefits, so that the devil can become holy immediately.

Moreover, he dumped the blame on Chen Ping, and Zhi Yuan killed Chen Ping in a rage, which was regarded as revenge for him.

This can definitely be regarded as a clever plan to kill two birds with one stone.

But after he finished speaking, Zhiyuan didn't respond at all.

He stared at the lotus in a daze, and raised his finger over it: "Minglan, haven't you found that this formation is more subtle and complete than before?"

"Even if there is no relic, it doesn't matter if you want to continue to suppress it, but we need to continue to send people to guard here to prevent others from destroying the formation."

It was only at this time that Ming Lan discovered the abnormality of the formation, and when he looked carefully, it was really as Zhiyuan said.

Ming Bluetooth was about to be crushed, and he thought to himself: "Dongqing, you bastard, you just take the relic, why bother?"

He forced a smile and said: "It seems that Dongqing is not so bad, there is still a way to save him."

"This shows that he has a predestined relationship with my Buddha!"

"Since that's the case, why doesn't Master save him as my Buddha?"

Zen Master Puji shook his head and said, "Dong Qing is Lu Jingtao's disciple, even if he is willing to join our Motuo Temple, Lu Jingtao will not agree."

Ming Lan was very unwilling: "Then he took away our Buddhist treasure, we can't just swallow it like this? We must let him hand over the relic."

Just when Minglan wanted to chop up Chen Ping and feed it to the dog, Zhiyuan suddenly said: "My son, although this formation can suppress the devil, it is not a long-term solution."

"Who knows if there will be another situation like today in the future."

"That's why I decided to open this formation, let the devil out, let you keep it, and help you achieve great success in Buddhism!"

Ming Lan originally thought that this plan was a complete failure, he really lost his wife and lost his army.

Unexpectedly, Zhiyuan let him take over the devil unexpectedly.

Not to mention the shock on his face, even Zen Master Puji looked at Zhiyuan with unbelievable eyes.

It took a long time for Ming Lan to come back to her senses.

His excited lips trembled: "Master, what you said is true? Are you really willing to let me take this devil away?"

Zen Master Puji also came back to his senses, and quickly stopped him: "Abbot, the devil's business is very important, you must not be hasty!"

Zhiyuan waved his hand and said: "Puji, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind."

"Minglan, get ready. I will do my best to help you recover from your injuries. When your injuries are healed, you should quickly take this devil away, so as not to have more dreams in the night."