After the shock and anger, Sang Rong's mouth sneered again. The bleeding wound healed quickly, and the vitality of the others was absorbed by him bit by bit.
Wei He took a few steps back with his dagger in hand, staring at Sang Rong among the wooden vines, not knowing how to start.
Everyone who was entangled in the wooden vines was also trying to escape, but Sang Rong's magic power was too overbearing. As long as he used his magic power, it would be sucked away immediately. Even the body became very weak.
"Haha, Wei He, for the sake of our acquaintance, I will give you a chance to survive. You can leave on your own now." Sang Rong said maliciously.
Wei He's eyes were filled with frost and he was unmoved by his words. Clusters of dark fire danced between his fingers, trying hard to find his flaws.
As time passes, the situation of others becomes more and more dangerous.
[Everyone.]At this moment, Qiao Mingce suddenly transmitted a message, "I'm afraid we can't escape death this time, so why not concentrate on giving it a try and die together with the demonic cultivators."]
Everyone exchanged glances silently, with a look of determination on their faces.
[MD, isn’t it just death? The worst possible scenario is to go to Qilin Mountain to become a ghost cultivator.]
[good.]
[I agree.]
[Do it!]
Voices fed back to Qiao Mingce's mind one by one.
[(Qiao Mingce) Wei He, stay alive and avenge us.]
[(Wei He) Revenge is certain, but I will never escape alone.]
Qiao Mingce said nothing more, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly: [Come on, friends.]
After everyone received the signal, they mobilized their magic power at the same time and released it regardless of the consequences. The power of dozens of people instantly exceeded Sang Rong's absorption.
Sang Rong's face changed slightly, trying to stop their crazy behavior that seemed to be about to explode. However, the potential that geniuses can unleash in desperate situations is enough to create miracles.
In the mist, the light balls shine one after another, like the sun, blooming with the colors of life, gorgeous and powerful.
Wei He stood directly in front of Sang Rong, his whole body surrounded by black flames, like a messenger from hell, and the grass, trees, earth and rocks under his feet were turned into ashes.
"You crazy people!" Sang Rong howled angrily to cover up the fear in his heart.
Wei He slowly closed his eyes, and the image of a girl appeared in his mind: Chu...
"I'm here." A whisper rang in everyone's ears, like a breeze blowing.
The next second, a white and slender hand gently held a wooden vine. A faint silver light flashed between the fingers, and a layer of frost spread along the wooden vine towards the end.
The spiritual power that was raging crazily was condensed and frozen bit by bit by the frost, and then turned into snow flakes and merged into everyone's bodies.
Immediately, he bent his fingers, flicked them slightly, and heard a click, and the frozen vines shattered.
The mist dispersed, and her long hair swayed and flew with the broken ice, and her graceful figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.
Original!
Qiao Mingce and other people who knew her well all showed joy.
"It's you!" Sang Rong looked at the woman who had repeatedly ruined his plans in surprise.
One move stopped dozens of people from self-destructing, and one snap of his fingers cut off his technique.
What kind of abnormal strength is this? ?
She must be dealt with!
Sang Rong felt a sense of crisis in his heart without any warning.
Pinching his fingers to form a seal, he immediately decided to use the strongest move - Soul Song.
A strange demonic sound came out of his mouth, like the scythe of death, cutting apart everyone's souls.
"Ah -" screams sounded one after another.
"The sky and the earth are clear and bright, originally without intention, containing the emptiness and silence of the dust, all simplicity returns to unity..." An ethereal voice suddenly came from the sky, revealing the boundless Dharma, passing through Sang Rong's magic sound, and reaching his heart and soul.
"Poof!" Sang Rong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the demonic sound suddenly stopped. He looked at the sky in fear and saw a small boat floating among the clouds and mist. A girl was sitting cross-legged on the small boat, looking down calmly.
"...I am like Bodhi, calm and indifferent to anger. If my heart gathers, disperses, and unites, my spirit will be clear and virtuous..." The chanting continued.
The chaotic thoughts gradually settled in the Zen-like tone.
The demonic energy around Sang Rong seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, constantly surging and evaporating.
"Buddha... Buddhist practice?!" He looked at the girl on the boat in disbelief, his heart trembling.
Does Buddhism actually exist in this world
Buddhist cultivators are the nemesis of demonic cultivators. A Buddhist cultivator with profound Buddhist teachings can transcend levels and restrain demonic cultivators who are stronger than them. The female Buddhist cultivator in front of me is obviously young and has low cultivation level, but she is so clear-eyed about Buddhism. It is simply incredible.
Just as shocked as him were the disciples of several sects who came to support him.
Their eyes all fell on the majestic girl on the boat, as if they had seen some unique spectacle.
The person who came to Ji quickly recognized her identity as Jun Xiaobu, one of the orphans she had adopted back then.
For decades, she has lived in seclusion and remained unknown. Who would have thought that she was actually a successor to Buddhism and Taoism
She did not worship Buddhism and always followed Yuanchu. The Buddhism she practiced could only come from one person.
Everyone at the door looked at Yuanchu again. Jun Xiaobu was so amazing and talented, but what about the other orphans she adopted? Aren't they all like her, with special skills
Wait, doesn’t Jun Xiaobu have 3% waste spiritual roots? How can a person with useless spiritual roots be able to practice advanced techniques? ?
Before everyone could recover from the shock, Sang Rong quickly restrained his demonic energy, cut off his tail like a gecko to survive, turned into a black mist, and escaped underground.
"Where to escape!" Someone noticed his movements and immediately pursued him.
Sang Rong's figure was almost half submerged into the ground, and then he was forced out by a ball of black flames, and faced the people who followed him head-on.
The way to escape was blocked, and Sang Rong was forced to fight.
Under the siege of many masters, his proud prophetic ability and self-proclaimed golden finger became useless decorations.
There is only the power of the strong, but no heart of the strong.
"I'm not willing to do it!" He had "re-lived" his life and ended up like this!
Sang Rong's eyes flashed with blood, and the demonic energy in his body surged. In desperate situation, he actually broke through.
However, the moment of breakthrough was also the moment of his death.
[Haha, just an ant.]When Sang Rong's body was broken, a mocking voice sounded in his soul.
Lei Yin? He's not out of his wits yet
[You are really too weak, let me help you. ] After Lei Yin finished speaking, his remaining soul merged with him.
Sang Rong's spirit body solidified instantly, broke out of his body, and escaped into the ground.
It was so fast that no one noticed.
Sang Rong relied on the treasure appraisal system to collect countless magic weapons. One of the magic weapons was bound to the soul, which could protect his spiritual intelligence and allow him to quickly become a ghost cultivator.
Two ruthless demon cultivators merged into one, and under the catalysis of their cultivation advancement, they had the foundation to become a generation of demons.
Yuan Chu looked at the place where Sang Rong disappeared, his eyes darkened slightly.
As expected, Tiandao was not willing to give up this chess piece, and found every opportunity to give him opportunities to help him grow.
The next hundred years will be the dormant period when Sang Rong evolves into a demon.
"Chu." Wei He walked over and gave Yuan Chu a happy smile.
"Is self-destruction fun?" Yuanchu suddenly asked.
Wei He immediately lowered his eyes, avoided her gaze, and said casually: "I really have no choice but to do it."
"Are the treasures I gave you just decorations?" Yuan Chu said without any pretense.
"Treasures?" Wei He said sincerely, "I treasure all the treasures you gave me."
"Did I give you the treasure so that you can treasure it???" It was because she understood his urine properties that Yuan Chu gave the candle to Qiao Mingce this time, otherwise they would have been cold.
Wei He took her hand and said aggrievedly, "I can't bear to use it."
"Why are you reluctant? You just don't know which magic weapon can deal with demon cultivators, right?" Yuan Chu exposed him mercilessly.
Wei He: "..." He also wants to save face if he sees through it but doesn't reveal it...
"You just saw how Xiao Bu restrained the demon cultivator, right?"
Wei He immediately realized that the best magic weapon to deal with demon cultivators is naturally a magic weapon with Buddha nature!
Among the magic weapons originally given to him, there were two Buddhist magic weapons. If he had thought about it at the time, he would not have chosen to self-destruct. At least he could have delayed it calmly until rescue arrived.
Wei He suddenly felt that his IQ was worrying, and love could easily make people stupid.
Alas, why was his will so weak that he fell in love with her so casually? There is no way, who told her to like him so much, and he can't stop it.
Wei He played with Yuan Chu's fingers unconsciously, feeling inexplicably excited.
Yuanchu: "???" What's going on with this mysterious expression? Has he reflected on it? ?
"Group leader, thank you very much." At this time, Feng Hao and others came over and thanked them carefully.
Most of the members of the Ascension Group call Yuan Chu the leader of the group, and only Qiao Mingce would seriously call her "fellow Taoist".
Original: "No need."
"By the way, there's Xiaobu." Feng Hao waved to Jun Xiaobu, who was slowly approaching, "Xiaobu, Xiaobu, come here quickly, brother is here."
Jun Xiaobu gave him a Buddhist smile, peaceful and polite.
A few people chatted briefly, and then were interrupted by other people surrounding them.
The masters of various sects did not see the scene of Yuan's attack. They only saw Jun Xiaobu's Dharma and demonic control. They were very interested in her and showed their favor to her one after another.
While everyone's attention was focused on Jun Xiaobu, Wei He led Yuan Chu to Sang Rong's body, took off the storage ring from his finger, erased his soul imprint, and rummaged through the ring for a while. , found the Wei family’s lost weapon refining secret book.
Although Wei He was shocked that Sang Rong had collected so many treasures, he had no greed in his heart. For him, foreign objects are just auxiliary and will never be as powerful as himself.
After he took out the weapon refining secret book, he handed the ring to Elder Yin Shu who came to visit him, and asked: "Elder, this man's name is Sang Rong, he is my former classmate. He stole this secret book from my house. I hope he can Take it back.”
There was the mark of the Wei family on the secret book. Elder Yin Shu understood it at a glance. He nodded and said, "Since it belongs to your family, you can naturally take it back."
He took the ring and inspected it briefly. His heart was slightly shaken, but he quickly calmed down and cast an appreciative look at Wei He. In the face of many treasures, he can still maintain a calm mind, which shows that he has a pure heart.
"Everyone has suffered from this sudden accident. After returning, you must take a good rest and consolidate your cultivation." Elder Yin Shu instructed.
"Yes." Everyone agreed.
Afterwards, several masters from each sect left behind to break the formation and look for those who were lost in the formation. But everyone knows that those people are probably in danger.
The rest followed their disciples and returned to their respective sects.
This accident made Yuanchu and Jun Xiaobu famous.
Although those who came later did not see the original heroic appearance with their own eyes, her ability to break the ice with a snap of her fingers spread widely through the explanations of the people involved.
As the only female Buddhist cultivator in the world, she has aroused heated discussion from the outside world.
"There are actually successors to Buddhism?"
"Has anyone achieved Buddhism?"
"God bless my Buddhism, and the incense remains unbroken."
Those Buddhist disciples who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests all took action upon hearing the news. Although they claim to be Buddhist disciples, there are not many who truly practice Buddhism intensively. The first is that the spiritual energy is thin, but there is a gap in inheritance, and the third is that the understanding is insufficient.
Now that a Buddhist cultivator who was proficient in Buddhism appeared, they were so happy that they walked out of the forest and flocked to Qishan.
Because of Jun Xiaobu's sudden success, the children he adopted back then officially entered the attention of various sects. After many tests and trials, everyone was shocked to find that these orphans, each with their own disabilities, now all have their own specialties and considerable strength.
They are not orthodox monks, and they do not even have excellent talents or strong physical fitness, but they have embarked on a unique path of practice.
And they were all taught by Yuan Chu.
At that time, she was considered to have a demonic heart and refused to be accepted as a disciple. However, she did not complain or complain. She planted elixirs at the foot of Qishan Mountain, took in orphans, and taught disciples. She did not seek fame or fortune and devoted herself to practice.
When everyone got to know her better, they realized how amazing she was.
"Sect Master, should we consider bringing Yuan Ji back to the sect?" the elder suggested.
The master of the Jishang Sect sighed nostalgically: "It's too late."
Although she seemed to be only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, her character and ability were enough to establish a sect, and Ji Shangmen had lost the qualification to accept her as a disciple.
That night, Huaigu came to visit and asked Yuanchu: "Are you willing to establish a sect?"
Yuan Chu thought for a while and replied: "Then let's call it Xiaoyaomen."
With one question and one answer, Xiaoyaomen, which will become famous all over the world in the future, was born.
Xiaoyaomen does not have a fixed door and courtyard, and can stand anywhere between heaven and earth. There are many techniques and no traces can be found. The only thing that is the same is that every disciple has a disability but a strong mind.
The author has something to say: This world is finally coming to an end, ah...