The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 610 Slashing Xuan Ce!Demon Slayer Ancestor!
Su Ting took out the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber, intending to kill Master Xuan Ce.

But the little novice suddenly made a move and hurt Su Ting with the magic pestle.

Just when Master Xuan Ce was about to abandon all his Buddhist practice and get rid of this little novice's demon nature, he saw that this little novice was willing to destroy himself and disappeared.

In the Buddhist temple, silence fell.

Ge Juan remained silent, even though he had seen all the world affairs, he didn't know how to make a sound at this moment.

Master Xuan Ce looked gloomy and breathless.

Even Su Ting could see Master Xuan Ce's guilt and remorse.

"Mr. Su."

Master Xuan Ce took a deep breath, looked over, and said, "This is not his nature."

Su Ting nodded and said: "This junior knows that no matter what happens, he has been wiped out, and even the underworld can't recall his soul. No matter how big the crime is, it's gone."

Somehow, Su Ting, who was able to severely whip Sect Master Qin, couldn't take revenge on the little novice who attacked him.

What's more, the other party was really wiped out, even if he had revenge, he had nowhere to vent it.

Moreover, from his last sentence, Su Ting heard a lot of exhaustion, but his mood was also affected by it.

Master Xuan Ce was too tired to live, but this little novice was also too tired to live.

For the little novice, all old friends have disappeared.

Those souls in reincarnation are no longer old friends from the past.

And Master Xuan Ce, like his father and brother, will also perish.

Between the Three Realms, there is no more thought.

So he disappeared without any hesitation.

It's just that Su Ting suddenly felt depressed.

He couldn't imagine that one day, only himself would be left alone, and the little elf, cousin, niece in red, Songlao, Qingping and others would all be gone, leaving him alone, lonely, even if he became a fairy, What's the point of being immortal?
After all, he is not one of those cultivators who have cut off the ties of the world, become immortals with one heart, are quiet and do nothing, and have no desires.

He is Su Ting, Su Ting who thinks he is vulgar.

"You must have the supreme ability to protect everything in my heart."

Su Ting said silently in his heart: "I won't be him."

The booming sound suddenly shook!

In the depths of the Buddhist temple, an extremely powerful momentum is set off!

The wind is billowing and the fog is filling the air!
The Zen sound inside gradually stopped, and the Buddha light inside gradually dimmed.

"Oops."

Ge Juan's complexion suddenly changed.

Xuan Ce's gaze narrowed slightly, and he said, "The Buddha treasure is destroyed."

He showed no signs of fear, and threw the golden lotus in his hand, which was condensed with a body of Dharma cultivation, towards that side.

The golden lotus suddenly swelled up, suppressing all the infinite evil ghosts in it.

It's just that Xuan Ce's whole body's aura fell steadily, weakening continuously, and almost turned into an ordinary soul.

"The poor monk has attainments in Buddhism, and he can only hold them for a year."

Xuan Ce said weakly: "If this child hadn't been possessed by demons, with his attainments in Buddhism, he would be able to save the ghosts in the middle of the bardo, but now that the child is gone, the rest of the Buddha's teachings are just water without root Please invite Fairy Yuling from Huanhua Pavilion as soon as possible."

Ge Pan looked solemn and said, "Yes."

Xuan Ce looked at Su Ting, and said: "I am both Xuan Ce and the ancestor of the devil. Now that the Dharma is lost and the evil thoughts are revived, there is at most half a stick of incense. Can you recover?"

Su Ting nodded slightly, and said: "Now there is no problem in transporting this treasure."

Xuan Ce heard the words, reluctantly saluted, and said: "It's not too late, please..."

Before the sound fell, there was a sudden shock!
Outside the Buddhist temple, the magic sound suddenly sounded, confusing people's hearts, and spreading in all directions.

Su Ting only felt that Yang Shen's thoughts were stagnant, as if he was in a trance.

Ge Juan's complexion gradually changed, and he quickly stretched out his hand towards the top, and the brilliance of the legal book kept falling.

Xuance's expression gradually became distorted, he opened his mouth, and there was a gloomy look on his face.

"The magic sound... the magic sound from outside..."

Just listen to this young monk who has always been quiet, his face twisted ferociously, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Someone is using a magic voice to stir up the evil thoughts of the poor monk and make the poor monk incarnate into a demon ancestor... This must be a person with extremely high attainments in the way of magic. Only then can the poor monk find the opportunity to lose his Buddhist practice."

Su Ting felt awe-inspiring, and said, "Did you escape just now?"

Xuan Ce said with difficulty: "It is a demon soul that has never appeared here before."

"what?"

Ge Pan was startled and said: "The demons and the like that are sent here are all vicious and vicious. They have to be judged by the underworld and handled by the old man before they can be delivered here. Please be converted by a mage... But the old man has no order today. Sending the devil soul here, why is there still a devil soul?"

Xuan Ce's whole body trembled, his devilish energy dissipated, his eyes gradually changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Su, act as soon as possible, don't delay, please discuss the remaining matters with the two of you."

Ge Pan's expression was complicated, he turned around suddenly, and walked out of the temple, he said: "This old man is looking for this demon soul, and he will suppress it! Su Ting, this old man doesn't want to see this in person, so you should act better!"

"But I don't want to do that either."

Holding the red gourd, Su Ting gritted his teeth.

He let go of the gourd, took a step back, bowed and saluted, "Please show up baby."

I saw a white line of light appearing on the red gourd.

Above the line of light, something appeared, with eyebrows and eyes, and wings on its back, looking down.

Master Xuan Ce's pupils instantly turned black, with a ferocious and evil look on his face.

However, the eyes of this spiritual creature looked down, and the light was fixed on the "Mount Sumeru" of Master Xuan Ce.

Master Xuan Ce's eyes were in a trance, his expression froze, and his whole body froze.

Su Ting paused for a moment, hesitant, and finally bowed again, and said in a deep voice: "Please turn around, baby!"

Above the white line, the spiritual creature rotated three times in a row.

Master Xuan Ce knelt on his knees, his head drooped, and fell down.

Boom!
Only a muffled sound was heard!
The mage Xuance in front of him was completely wiped out, and his body was wiped out in ashes.

In the Buddhist temple, things returned to normal again.

In the depths of the center, the Buddha's light flickered, Zen sounds burst out, and the roar of the evil spirits could be faintly seen after the death of the evil spirits.

The outside world is still bursting with magic sounds, trying to arouse the magic thoughts and reappear the demon ancestors.

However, the source of the evil way still disappeared along with Master Xuan Ce.

Su Ting took the gourd, and his heart seemed to be blocked. Looking at the countless demon souls inside, he suddenly felt murderous, and wanted to kill these vicious demon souls directly.

But remembering Master Xuan Ce's entrustment to save these evil spirits and reincarnate them, Su Ting sighed, but did not act after all.

He can't become Master Xuan Ce.

But he was unwilling to go against Master Xuan Ce's last wish.

The magic sound from the outside still came in bursts.

"Damn it! If I don't kill the devil soul suppressed by Buddhism, can't I destroy you, a newcomer?"

Su Ting picked up the gourd and walked out of the Buddhist temple. With cold eyes, he shouted: "Ge Pan, where is this guy? I want to kill him!"

　June must take the time to write a short story about Xuan Ce's 300 years ago. Personally, I really like this monk
　　
　
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