After binding the longevity lottery system, my lottery will become stronger.

Mount Sumeru.

It is shrouded in a huge Buddha light barrier, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to enter.

Ye Lingtian stood in front of him. He glanced at the Mount Sumeru in front of him and took a step forward. The barrier was useless to him and he passed through it directly.

After entering Mount Sumeru.

The scene in front of me changed. What came into view was a square. At the end of the square was a mountain gate. Three thousand golden steps slanted upwards. Each step was covered with mysterious runes and sparkled with golden light.

There are many large Buddha statues around, emitting holy Buddha light, and you can also see some small temples.

"Who broke into my Mount Xumi?"

A majestic voice sounded, and a middle-aged monk appeared in front of the mountain gate. He was wearing a white robe, with his hands clasped together and golden light flashing in his eyes.

call out!

On some of the surrounding Buddha statues, monks appeared. They also wore white robes and their cultivation was at the level of overcoming difficulties.

There are eighteen people in total.

Ye Lingtian smiled calmly: "Wang Taixu of the Sword Energy Great Wall wants to see my Buddha!"

"You are from the Sword Qi Great Wall? This is Mount Xumi. Please go back to where you came from."

The middle-aged monk said in a deep voice.

This is Mount Sumeru. Anyone who comes here must inform us in advance. If they force their way in, where will the reputation of Mount Sumeru be?

Ye Lingtian shook his head: "My Buddha is silent, I have to take the initiative to meet it!"

After saying that, he took a step forward.

"Take action!"

The middle-aged monk's face darkened and he immediately attacked Ye Lingtian. The other seventeen monks also attacked.

boom!

Ye Lingtian took the second step and a terrifying pressure burst out. The eighteen monks were blown away in an instant as soon as they approached.

"what?"

After these monks steadied themselves, shock appeared in their eyes. This person's strength was so terrifying, could he be a Tianxu realm master?

Ye Lingtian took the third step and instantly disappeared here.

"Hurry... spread the word, someone broke in."

The middle-aged monk's eyes fixed and he spoke quickly.

The top of Mount Xumi.

On a white jade square, nine old monks were sitting on the ground. In the center of them was a small garden with a pile of spiritual soil. Above the garden, an ancient tripod was suspended. This was none other than the Jiuzhou Tripod.

The nine old monks, all of whom were powerful men in the Tongxuan realm, continuously injected power into Jiuzhou. The Nine Cauldrons flashed with mysterious light, and the ancient power revived. This power surrounded the garden and continuously nourished the soil.

In this garden, there is a sky-replenishing seed planted. The luck of the Nine Provinces has not been obtained yet. All they need to do is to provide power to the seed every day, which will be conducive to the growth of the seed.

"Huh? Someone broke in!"

One of the old monks focused his eyes and immediately restrained his strength, and the other eight old monks also quickly restrained their strength.

"Masters, what you are doing is just a drop in the bucket. It is difficult to make this seed germinate."

A faint laugh was heard, and Ye Lingtian came over with his hands behind his back.

The nine old monks all looked at Ye Lingtian.

One of the old monks was stunned for a second, then put his hands together and said, "It turns out to be the Third Young Master of Tianmen!"

"The Third Young Master of Tianmen!"

The pupils of the eight old monks shrank. They had naturally heard of the abilities of the Third Young Master. Before, when they were at the Shennong Ruins, Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun had displayed extremely terrifying strength.

Ye Lingtian clasped his fists towards the nine old monks and said, "Greetings, masters."

"I wonder why the Third Young Master came to my Mount Xumi?"

The nine old monks looked somewhat solemn. They subconsciously looked at the Jiuzhou Ding and couldn't help wondering if the other party came for this item.

Ye Lingtian smiled and said, "Masters, don't worry. I am not here for the Jiuzhou Ding. On the contrary, I think this Jiuzhou Ding should stay in Mount Xumi."

"this......"

The nine old monks were stunned. If they didn’t come for the Jiuzhou Ding, then what were they here for?

Ye Lingtian looked towards a large hall: "I want to talk to the master in there."

The nine old monks were shocked and shook their heads, saying, "I'm afraid that won't work!"

The people in that hall were extremely powerful, but they were also very scary now. They were eroded by a strange force. Although they were resisting with all their might, the effect was not great. They could only hold on for a while. No one could disturb them at this moment.

Ye Lingtian said: "We have to meet him."

The nine old monks looked at each other and immediately stood in front of Ye Lingtian. They said in a serious tone, "Normally, when the Third Young Master comes to our Xumi Mountain, we should entertain him well. But I'm afraid that's not possible today. He is in seclusion and no one can disturb him."

Ye Lingtian smiled indifferently and took a step forward.

boom!

The nine old monks were instantly blown away by a powerful aura.

puff!

After stabilizing their bodies, the nine old monks spat out blood, with horror in their eyes. Although they knew that Ye Lingtian was powerful, they did not expect that a little pressure could hurt them.

"Masters, I'm sorry."

Ye Lingtian continued to move forward.

The nine old monks looked solemn and were ready to continue their attack.

"There's no need to stop Master Ye."

A hoarse voice sounded in the hall.

"..."

The nine old monks smiled bitterly and had to step back.

Ye Lingtian smiled and walked towards the hall.

After entering the main hall.

An eerie atmosphere filled the air, followed by the sound of wooden fish being struck.

Ye Lingtian walked forward, and a huge golden Buddha statue appeared.

In front of the Buddha statue, a skinny old monk was beating a wooden fish. His face was dry and wrinkled like tree bark, and his eyes were bloodshot. The strange power on his body was extremely strong, and gray hair was faintly growing on him.

Every time he struck the wooden fish, the Buddha's light on his body would appear and fight against the strange power. However, every time he fought, the Buddha's light would be eroded by the strange power and it would be like a drop in the bucket.

"Donor Ye, I am unable to move and entertain you. I hope you can forgive me."

The old monk opened his mouth with an extremely hoarse voice. As he opened his mouth, he struck the wooden fish faster and a trace of pain appeared on his face.

Ye Lingtian looked at the old monk and said with emotion: "Master, your situation is a little dangerous!"

This old monk is quite powerful. He has surpassed Tianxu and reached the half-step shackles. So far, he is the strongest person he has ever seen from the virtual world.

I wonder how many such beings there are in the Xumi Mountain in the virtual world.

The old monk murmured, "It's very dangerous! With my strength, I can only hold on for today at most. Now that Donor Ye is here, please give me a quick death! Otherwise, I will turn into a monster and commit endless murders."

Ye Lingtian sat down opposite the old monk and shook his head: "It's not as bad as Master imagined."

"Hey!"

The old monk sighed deeply. He was being corroded by the evil power and there was no way to recover. He didn't think he had any chance of survival.

Ye Lingtian looked at the old monk: "I came here originally to suppress Mount Xumi, but after hearing what the master said just now, I suddenly changed my mind. I want to make a deal with the master..."