Sweeping the world

Chapter 372: Living Devil?

"The current Buddha, born with a demon body, interesting. Really interesting"

Yuan Mozun raised his head and looked into the distance. At this moment, his eyes were extremely bright, and a little bit of divine light bloomed in them, peeping forward and observing.

He was observing the heels and feet of the young man in front of him, wanting to see how divine it was.

Not only him, but also the people on Yuanhui's side at this moment.

Everyone is very nervous.

Under the peeping of several martial arts venerables, Chen Ming's body began to shine.

A golden original bloom, which implies the meaning of Buddha, with the artistic conception of compassion, represents the blood of Buddha.

On the side of the golden source, a little jet-black blood spreads, which looks boundless and majestic, but reveals a strangeness, representing the devil's blood.

The two co-existed in the same body, but strangely, they did not cause any repulsion. Instead, they were closely combined, forming a brand new divine vein.

"Buddha's blood and demon body are fused together."

Feeling the power of endless blood in Chen Ming's body, everyone present was shocked.

"This son. If he can grow up, he may be even better than another Buddha son!"

Yuan Mozun's eyes were full of light, looking at Chen Ming in the distance, this thought flashed in his mind.

However, at this moment, the picture in the glazed mirror turned, and a change occurred again.

Suddenly, everyone present was shocked.

"Again?"

Yuan Hui's heart was shocked at the same time, looking at the glazed mirror in the distance, his eyes widened, trying to see the scene clearly.

In the golden glazed mirror, a figure with a purple aura slowly appeared, carrying an unrivaled majesty.
However, at this moment, a big hand suddenly slapped, and slammed hard into the glazed mirror.

boom! !

In mid-air, the glazed mirror paused for a moment, and a dazzling golden light emerged, with the image of Buddha appearing on it, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came.

A faint Buddha's light came out from it, and it vibrated with the divine power, making a huge sound of destruction.

Dozens of miles away from the original place were turned into a desert, and were wiped out by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

In mid-air, the glazed mirror flew upside down and flew back to Yuan Hui's body.

Then Yuan Mozun's figure appeared beside Chen Ming.

He looked at Chen Ming in front of him with some eagerness in his eyes, as if he was looking at a piece of precious jade.

"Yuan Mozun, what do you want to do?"

In front, Yuan Hui shouted angrily.

"What do I want to do?"

Yuan Mozun was a little surprised: "The birth of a living Buddha is a great joy."

"On this day, are you only allowed in Leiyin Temple to welcome back the living Buddhas, and not our Yuan Demon Sect to welcome back our living Buddhas?"

"A living devil?"

Yuan Hui and other eminent monks were stunned.

"Not bad!"

Yuan Mozun nodded very seriously: "You see, this child has a demon body and has the style of an ancient sage, isn't he a living devil?"

"absurd!"

Yuan Hui yelled angrily: "That's a Buddha in this world, how could it be the so-called devil in your mouth?"

"Whether it's a devil or not, it's not up to you."

Yuan Mozun shook his head: "Yuan Hui, don't be too greedy."

"At that time, Buddhist disciples, one of you was enough. As for this one, don't even think about it."

"The glass mirror can protect you for a while, and it can also protect the Buddha, but can it still snatch two people from me?"

He smiled coldly and said so.

Yuan Hui was speechless.

Yes.

Liulijing's protection power is already very reluctant to protect only one Buddhist disciple. If there is one more person, with his strength, he will not be able to hold on in the end.

At that time, the two Buddha disciples will be taken away.

But, could it be that he just watched the other party take another Buddha away?
"Compared to your Buddha's son, our devil's son is more mature."

Yuan Mozun looked at Chen Ming, and saw that he still didn't change his expression in front of them at such a young age, and couldn't help showing admiration on his face: "Why don't we make a bet?"

"Fifty years later, the demons trained by my Yuan Mozun will compete with the Buddhas trained by your Great Leiyin Temple, how about it?"

"It's also a good time to see whether the inheritance of my Zizai Yuanmo is better, or the authentic Tathagata of your Leiyin Temple is better!"

After the words fell, he looked at Yuan Hui in the distance and smiled coldly, then waved his hand, and disappeared in place instantly with Chen Ming in front of him.

"Ugh!"

At the same place, Yuan Hui sighed deeply, and had nothing to say at this time.

Chen Ming's figure had disappeared.

But fortunately, they still protected a Buddhist disciple in the end, and finally they didn't get nothing.

on the other side.

A region hundreds of miles away.

Yuan Mozun stopped slowly, put down Chen Ming in his arms, and looked at him carefully.

In front of his eyes, Chen Ming looked very calm. Although he was taken away by him, there was no panic on his face that a child should have. Instead, he looked extremely calm, with no waves in his eyes.

Excluding his identity of being born with a Buddha blood demon body, just this quality is already different from ordinary people.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Yuan Mozun looked at Chen Ming in front of him, and his heart arose with some interest.

"Not afraid."

Chen Ming said with a calm face.

"Why?"

"You won't kill me."

"Are you so sure?" A voice slowly fell.

The next moment, an awe-inspiring air burst out.

Yuan Mozun's aura suddenly changed, his whole temperament changed drastically, he became crazy and unruly, and in an instant, he changed from the original refined and easy-going to a ruthless murderer.

The speed of transformation is faster than the speed of a woman turning her face.

The extremely violent murderous pressure fell, and a white palm slapped Chen Ming's Tianling Gai fiercely.

boom! !

The space began to oscillate, and then gradually became calm again.

Chen Ming's face remained unchanged, and he quietly looked in front of him.

On top of his head, a white palm was pressing there, but it stopped at the end.

"Are you really not afraid?"

A moment later, Yuan Mozun's surprised voice came.

The faces of the rest of the people also became surprised.

Fangcai Yuan Mozun's palm seemed ordinary, but in fact he had already used the power of spirit.

Pressing down with one palm, although there is no killing intent in it, for others, that pressure is real and will leave the deepest imprint on the spiritual level.

As long as there is a little fear and fluctuation in the heart, it will be infinitely magnified by the meaning of the primordial demon contained in it, and will eventually be expressed.

If it were someone else, even if they were also Venerable, when the palm fell just now, they would probably react subconsciously.

But Chen Ming didn't move at all, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Like a log.

This is not really not seeing, but really not being afraid.

"Buddhism has eminent monks and great virtues. One day they realize the Buddha's realm. Although the body of a mortal is like nothing with a sword and a body, mountains of swords and seas of fire are also idle. It is one of the ultimate realms."

Looking at Chen Ming in front of him, and standing quietly in the same place for a long time, Mozun Yuan sighed: "You have entered the Supreme Realm at a young age, and you are worthy of being a born Buddha."

There was a smile on his face, and he said lightly: "From today, you are the third disciple of this seat."

Looking at Chen Ming in front of him, he spoke so domineeringly and decisively, without giving Chen Ming a chance to refuse.

Such is the character of the devil, domineering and domineering.

Yuan Mozun is a Demon Lord, and these characteristics in his character are extremely prominent, extremely domineering.

Chen Ming frowned, but didn't say anything.

No way, the arm can't twist the thigh.

With such a domineering Lord in front of him, it is useless for him to speak.

"Now, return to the sect with me."

Yuan Mozun's face was stern, he ignored Chen Ming, turned around directly, and wanted to continue on his way.

But after walking a few steps, he paused, as if remembering something.

"By the way, I forgot to ask your name."

He looked at Chen Ming, and suddenly asked.

"Chen Daniu"

Chen Ming was expressionless, forgetting to glance at Yuan Mozun, and said.

Yuan Mozun was slightly taken aback: "This name is very unique."

"My apprentice is now under the master's sect, so I should start over. Why don't I ask the master to give me another name?"

As if he remembered something, Chen Ming's eyes lit up, and he said hastily.

It doesn't matter whether you get in or not.

But the name had to be changed.

"What you said makes sense."

Mozun Yuan pondered for a moment, and finally felt that what Chen Ming said was very reasonable.

"You are born with Buddha's blood and have a demon body, which is really rare in ancient and modern times, why not call it"

Yuan Mozun pondered for a moment, and finally clapped with one hand: "How about calling it Chen Fomo?"

The place suddenly fell into silence.

Chen Ming's gaze towards Yuan Mozun was dull, and he really didn't know what to say at this moment.

Chen Fomo?
Why aren't you called Chen Mofo?
"Not right, not right"

On the side, a general in white clothed himself and said.

Chen Ming's eyes shifted immediately, looking at the general in white, his eyes sparkled a little.

Under Chen Ming's expectant gaze, the general in white shook his head and said, "Chen Fomo, the Buddha is in front of the devil, I don't know if I thought the Buddha was going to overwhelm the devil, it's not appropriate."

"From what I see, it's better to call him Chen Mofo"

Chen Ming's gaze became dull again.

Chen Mofo?
You really dare to think of this name.

What made him even more desperate was the attitude of the people around him.

"Chen Mo Buddha, the devil is in front of the Buddha, it's wonderful"

"A good name, really a good name."

Chen Ming: "???"

"Tu'er thinks that the word Mofo is too flamboyant, how about changing it to the word 'Ming'?"

Chen Ming had no choice but to speak up.

"A word 'ming'?"

Yuan Mozun was a little puzzled: "This name sounds mediocre, but it is far less aggressive than the word Mofo."

"What's the meaning?"

"Ming means remembering. The disciple named Ming is to remember today's scene, and to remember the master's kindness to the disciple!"

Chen Ming walked forward, and a large list of reading comprehensions was released directly.

"Is that so?"

Yuan Mozun was stunned, and finally nodded with a smile: "Then do as you like."

Only then did Chen Ming heave a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, he also noticed that there were smiles on the faces of the people around him.

Especially the former general in white, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh but wanted to hold back not to be noticed.

At the moment, he was a little speechless, and he didn't understand that they were all teasing before.

Think about it too.

Even if the devil has always been synonymous with illiteracy with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, Yuan Mozun and the others are still the masters of one party, and their education level is also passing.

However, Chen Ming didn't care too much about it.

Isn't it just being teased?Who hasn't experienced it as a child?
What's more, he was a three-year-old kid at the moment.

That would be more justifiable.

Time passed slowly.

a few days later.

Above a majestic hall.

Following Yuan Mozun and others, Chen Ming walked into this hall, and then he couldn't help but be stunned.

In his induction at this moment, the vitality of the surrounding world is extremely strong, almost turning into spiritual liquid here, and a spiritual rain is falling in this place.

Such a strong vitality, not to mention the Eastern Realm, which is currently exhausted of vitality, cannot be compared, even the worlds that Chen Ming has experienced in the past cannot compare with it.

Not on one level at all.

According to common sense, such a strong vitality of heaven and earth will surely give birth to a large number of masters.

In fact the same is true.

In this Yuanmo Sect alone, there are more than four Venerable Warriors that are rarely seen in the Eastern Realm.

In addition to the Venerable Yuanmo and the three Yuanmo God Generals, Chen Ming also met a Law Enforcement Elder, who was also at the Venerable level.

This is on the bright side, and I don't know how much there are in the dark.

Walking into the resplendent palace along the road, following Yuan Mozun and others in front of him, Chen Ming came to the center of the hall.

"Is this the son?"

A voice came from ahead.

Chen Ming looked up, and saw in front of him, an old man wearing a gray robe and a dull face standing there quietly, at this moment, a pair of dark eyes were constantly looking at him.

His eyes are dark and deep, and there seems to be infinite magic power in them. From the moment one sees these eyes, one can't help but be taken away by them, affected by them involuntarily, and lose one's mind.

Chen Ming looked directly into those eyes.

Standing at the bottom, he calmly looked at the old man above him, his face was always calm, and he just looked at him quietly.

Time passed slowly.

The people around gradually showed strange colors.

Dare to look directly into the eyes of the old man for such a long time, even the Unrivaled Warrior should be affected by this moment.

But Chen Ming in front of him seemed to be a normal person, he was not affected at all, his face was always calm, and there was no sign of going mad.

Finally, in front of him, the old man with a dull face also showed a strange expression.

"Perfect."

Standing at the top, he murmured to himself: "Not only is his physique incomparably perfect, but even his spirit is flawless."

"Obviously no more than the age of a child, but the soul seems to be honed after thousands of tempers"

"how?"

Ahead, Yuan Mozun took the initiative to ask.

"very good."

The old man nodded, although his face was still dull, but his joy could be felt: "If this son is cultivated well, he may become a sage of the past in the future."

"I think so too."

Yuan Mozun raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him: "Elder Taishang, I want to open the Yuan Demon Orb and use the power of the Yuan Demon Orb to baptize this son and build the strongest foundation."

"can."

The old man didn't say much, just nodded lightly.

They made this decision in a single word, but listening to their words, the people around them were all shocked.

(End of this chapter)