little, In the Pearl Spirit Stream Secret Realm, Qin Feng had already passed through a few houses in the Demon Subduing Palace. He ignored everything that required him to leave behind to break the restrictions, just to stay a little further away from the "Three Ferocious of Mount Hong"..

This Demon-Subduing Hall was built magnificently. Besides the main hall, there were many side halls and courtyards surrounding it. It seemed to be a place specially used to store Zen scriptures and demon-subduing artifacts..

Of course, the Zen Sutra and the Demon Subduing Artifacts should be in the main hall. It seems that there is a very powerful divine beast protecting the hall. The "Three Fiends of Hongshan" were currently engaged in a battle with the Divine Beast protecting the hall. It would not be easy to take away the treasures in the hall..

Qin Feng had only come to this secret realm along the way. He did not have too much ambition, nor did he have anything to obtain, nor was he willing to put himself in a dangerous situation. That was why he didn't go to the main hall of the Demon Subduing Palace. He only cared about strolling around in the courtyard of the side hall..

After a long time, Qin Feng had unknowingly arrived at an extremely spacious courtyard. The courtyard is full of birds and flowers, and many spiritual flowers and grasses are planted. In the middle, there is also a tall carved Buddha statue. This carved Buddha statue was not the same kind of solemn treasure. It was carved very approachable, just like an ordinary old monk seen in ordinary temples..

Qin Feng looked at it for a while and saw that there was a gold leaf on the left hand of the Buddha statue. It seemed to be something from the mortal world..

" Who put such a vulgar object in the Buddha statue's hand? What a joke!" Qin Feng felt a joy in his heart. He shook his head and flew over, taking the golden leaf in his hand..

However, once the golden leaf was in his hand, it felt a little soft. It was not gold, not stone. It was quite similar to the real leaf..

Qin Feng immediately revealed a surprised expression. He raised the golden leaf above his head and carefully examined it..

Before he could figure out why, a cloud of gloom suddenly floated from the horizon. Qin Feng could tell at a glance that this was a cloud of mist, condensed from some kind of evil energy. When it first came out, it was desktop size, After a while, it spread out and flew towards Qin Feng..

In the clouds, there was even a faint shrill sound. It was extremely fast and in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived before Qin Feng..

The demon cloud fell to the ground, and with a sudden retraction, a tall, large old woman in grey linen clothes, with a leather bag hanging from her waist, and a face like black gold, appeared.

And this old lady was actually not someone else. She was Wu Tou Po from the Dark Tree Ridge and Dark Cloud Peak Cave of Tianmu Mountain! Today's aconitum, compared with more than two hundred years ago, there have been greater changes in appearance, She used to be a peaceful-looking woman who walked among people without attracting much attention. But now, she had a high forehead, a sunken nose, a big mouth, and a bloody lip. Her mouth, eyes, and nose were moving strangely. From time to time, she changed her position. She was as ugly as she wanted to be. I really don't know what happened to this aconitine in these two hundred years… Po Wu glanced at Qin Feng and frowned. " Why is it a Taoist priest again? You bullies really don't stop killing!" Then, he said indifferently, "Although I have sworn to kill at least ten Taoist priests every day since more than two hundred years ago, However, you have killed enough today. You don't want to dirty your hands anymore. You'd better hand over the Golden Cicada Spiritual Leaf obediently..

” Qin Feng looked at Wu Tou Po calmly and thought, "Where did this old witch come from? She ate too much garlic. She's so arrogant!" Just as he was about to answer, another monk wearing a cassock but not shaved walked out from a side hall..

Wu Tou Po, who was about to snatch Qin Feng's gold leaf, glanced at the person who came and immediately snorted, "Barbarian monk, why don't you search for the Cicada Sutra and come here to compete with me for the Golden Cicada Spiritual Leaf?" It turned out that this person was Chi Long, the junior brother of the Void Refinement Realm barbarian monk, Ghost King Ma Tou, the Golden Lion Buddha..

This Golden Lion Buddha was weaker than his senior brother, Ghost King Ma Tou. However, he was at the late stage of Soul Integration..

Through some unknown means, the two brothers had calculated that in another two to three hundred years, there would be a tribulation. At that time, there will be a narrow escape, and the gods will not be able to save them. And one of the chances of survival is to obtain the two Zen scriptures of Daxiong Divine Monk and practice them carefully before they can resolve them. This kind of thing was related to the lives of his family. The two barbarian monks had never mentioned it to outsiders before. Now that it was suddenly exposed by Wu Tou, Chi Long, the Golden Lion Buddha, was shocked! However, he still smiled and said," "My senior brother has already obtained one part of Cicada Sutra, and he is fighting with Fat Burning Bald Monk for the remaining part. I can't help him either, so don't let him send the Golden Cicada Spiritual Leaf away. This treasure is a rare treasure of Shangyuan Immortal Mansion. There are only nine pieces in the world, and it is extremely precious. Sorry I can't give it to you, Fellow Daoist Wu..

” The two of them were clearly discussing the "golden leaf" in Qin Feng's hand, but they did not even look at him. It was as if the Golden Cicada Spirit Leaf was in his hand now, and it was no different from the wooden Buddha statue..

Wu Tipo stared coldly at the Golden Lion Buddha Chi Long. "If it's something else, why not let me give it to you? However, my only son was killed two hundred years ago. Even if he used a secret technique, he only received a few remnants of his soul. He couldn't even possess it. Only by using the Golden Cicada Spirit Leaf to nourish those few remnant souls for 300 years and spending another hundred years of cultivation could his soul recover.