Hua Wuque's face turned pale, he grabbed Ning Fan and said, "Recite scriptures with Master Tao, hurry up."

Although he didn't understand the scriptures, Ning Fan still started to recite them. The two of them sat cross-legged and started reciting the scriptures.

Gradually, Ning Fan felt that the pressure around him had subsided a lot. Reciting sutras really had an effect on him. No wonder Hua Wuque was fine just now.

The old turtle next to him stuck out his head and read the scriptures along with Hua Wuque. At this thought, he was very surprised and glanced at Hua Wuque.

At the same time, Ning Fan also felt that when he was proficient in chanting, he seemed to be chanting peacefully like a Buddha. The continuous power from all around merged into his body, transforming into countless golden Buddhist inscriptions that entered his body and turned into waves of power.

At this moment, Ning Fan felt like he was in the middle of a baby, bathed in sight, his body was crystal clear, emitting the crystal light of Buddha.

In this short period of time, Ning Fan vaguely felt the bottleneck of breakthrough. This kind of scripture is more mysterious and magical than the exercises he has practiced. It can not only improve his cultivation, but also refine his state of mind and sublimate his own magic.

The eight meridians, the five internal organs and the six internal organs.

Therefore, it is concluded that this scripture is of great value. It is a pity that Hua Wuque only read the previous paragraph, otherwise Ning Fan felt that he could really break through.

Now the body's condition has reached an unprecedented level of saturation, and there seems to be a suppressed force in the chest that wants to be released.

"How's it going? Are you still affected?" Hua Wuque asked.

"No more. My mind is much more stable, but my body is restricted."

Laogui explained: "This is natural, because the ancient temple in front of us is not a temple, but an imperial weapon. Although it can be broken, the pressure it exudes is not something that we at this level can freely resist."

"Is this an imperial weapon?"

"That's right, Mr. Turtle has been watching for a long time just now, and this is the only way to say it, because if it is a temple, it cannot withstand the ravages of tens of thousands of years, even if it is protected by prohibitions." Old Turtle said.

Hua Wugao Shui Halazi was about to stay. He wiped off his saliva and said: "Boy, Old Turtle, Taoist Master is originally a Buddhist and Taoist cultivator. Old Turtle, don't even think about it. Monsters can't touch you. What about you, kid?"

Entering the Tao through martial arts, so I am the most suitable person to win this imperial weapon."

Ning Fan and Lao Gui rolled their eyes, and Lao Gui said, "Whatever you want, this thing is all about fate. If it doesn't work, let's try again."

"It's actually an imperial weapon. It's so powerful. It's very likely that it can turn the tide of the war?"

"Not necessarily. There are imperial weapons in the East, and there are also various powerful imperial weapons in the West. They are too destructive and are very likely to kill their own people. Therefore, neither the West nor the East dare to use them easily."

This is just like the earth before the troubled times. All superpowers have nuclear weapons. Once used, they will be too destructive, so both sides have a tacit understanding and will not use them easily.

"Let's go around and see if we can take it away." Hua Wuque couldn't wait.

"Um!"

The two of them approached the ancient temple despite the pressure, feeling endless pressure falling with every step.

Old Turtle used to walk by hand, but now he climbs on all fours. Hua Wuque is also struggling, and the Supreme Scripture can only protect them from harm.

As you enter the gate, the courtyard of the ancient temple is desolate, covered with thick snow, and the layout is really similar to that of an ancient temple.

"That's... Master Dao, can't you see it wrong?" Hua Wuque wiped his eyes.
Chapter completed!