Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 652 Buddha Beads

a moment ago.

Outside of Hook Fairy City.

A Nascent Soul female cultivator drew her sword out of its sheath.

The sword roared, and it attracted thunder from heaven and earth, turning all the hundreds of miles around into thunder prisons!

Stab it!

Waves of blue-gold thunder struck down, smashing the purple-robed monk in the late Yuanying period to the ground.

At the critical moment, a mantra sounded.

A beautiful figure of a celestial maiden appeared between the heaven and the earth, blocking the last blue-gold thunderbolt.

It was Zen Master Zhuiyue who made the move!
The woman looked at the heroic Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, and couldn't help clasping her hands together: "I don't think there are people in your sect who can pull out the 'Taiqing Shenxiao Sword' and practice the 'Shenxiao Thunder Technique'. The leader of the poor Nidai Xiaoyao has admitted defeat..."

"Haha, I've accepted!"

Old Ghost Min cupped his hands, and immediately asked the two monks next to him to help the female Nascent Soul back.

It can be seen that using the Taiqing Shenxiao Sword almost exhausted the woman's mana and consciousness.

If the big monk can catch the last thunder, the victory will almost be sealed!

Unfortunately, there are not so many if...

"Now that your side has lost both rounds, the big auction..." Old Ghost Min was proud and asked again.

"Naturally hand it over to Emperor Taiqing."

Zen Master Zhuiyue closed his eyes.

For Emperor Taiqing, this kind of thing can only be regarded as a small benefit, but it has cut off a large source of income for Ligou Immortal City.

But she had no choice but to agree, otherwise she was afraid that the Lightning Ship of the Taiqing God would burn the entire Ligou Immortal City to the ground!
Fortunately, cultivators of Huashen generally don't tear their skins open. Zen Master Zhuiyue's eyes flashed golden, and he stared at the female Yuan Ying: "I haven't congratulated you, Daoist Min, for being able to accept such a disciple... I'm afraid it's just a rumor. The 'Divine Night Body' in it? Otherwise, how can this fifth-order psychic treasure take the initiative to recognize its owner?"

"That's right, Ying'er is indeed the Divine Night Lightning Body, and the cultivation of the Divine Night Lightning Method really complements each other... In the future, who will be in charge of my Taiqing Sect, who is better than her?"

Old Ghost Min laughed out loud.

This is the foundation of the Great Sect!
Because there are so many disciples, they can select the best and teach them according to their talents, and there are also matching exercises and even treasures!
Among the casual cultivators, even if one can be lucky enough to be promoted to the Nascent Soul or even the realm of transforming gods, he still can't make his disciples like this...

Because of their success, there are many coincidences, which are really difficult to replicate.

But among large sects, it is possible!

As long as we receive enough outstanding disciples, we can basically guarantee that there will be no end to the generation of cultivators.

But among casual cultivators, even if there are geniuses, even if they are overwhelmed for a lifetime, after thousands of years, they can only be turned into loess...

For Ligou Immortal City, the three major sects basically suppressed and ignored it. This time, it was enough to take away a large source of wealth from the other party.

Old Ghost Min is also quite jealous of Zen Master Zhuiyue. After all, this woman is also from the Brahma sect and has some relationship with Guanglei Temple.

So just let her torment, anyway, after this woman sits down or ascends, the Xiaoyao League will become a passing cloud sooner or later... This kind of thing has happened many times in the history of Ming Huanjie.

Just when Zen Master Zhuiyue was about to say something, her and Old Ghost Min's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at the sky.

Whoosh!

The wind howled, like ghosts and gods howling!
Showers without rest, with boundless blood!
"Heavenly blood rain, ghosts and gods cry..."

Zen Master Zhuiyue murmured, his face full of disbelief.

"Could it be that it is recorded in ancient books that a vision will only appear when a monk has cultivated some kind of supernatural power against the sky?"

Old Ghost Min seemed to have thought of something, and quickly looked at Zen Master Zhuiyue: "Master, you are hiding so deeply. In Ligou Immortal City, there are such powerful monks? I wonder if Master can recommend one or two?"

"Amitabha……"

Zen Master Zhuiyue was a little moved for a moment, and in the end he still had a Zen heart to kill all demons: "The poor nun only knows that there is a fellow 'Yun Jiezi' who devotes himself to cultivating in this city, but he doesn't know that he has practiced such a secret method..."

"Yun Jiezi, there seems to be no such person among the monks who transform the spirit in the Ming world, and even the monks in the late Yuanying period..."

Old Ghost Min frowned, with a trace of murderous intent.

Different from Chan Master Chasing Moon, this cultivator who transformed himself into a god seemed to have an extremely terrifying cultivation level, to the point where he could shake the rule of the Taiqing Sect.

If Zen Master Zhuiyue still dares to cover up at this time, he will kill this nun!

"The poor nun once discussed Taoism with this fellow Taoist, and he once stated that he is a person who has descended from the world..."

Zen Master Zhuiyue was very sensitive to killing intent, and he opened his mouth immediately with his palms folded.

"So it turned out to be a person who descended from the world?"

Old Ghost Min nodded, because there was only one explanation.

In this way, everything makes sense.

This vision of howling ghosts and gods, and raining blood from the sky lasted for three days and three nights.

It was not until the early morning of the fourth day that the showers stopped, and it was clear again after the rain.

Fang Xi stretched her waist and walked out of her cave comfortably.

Although the process was somewhat tortuous, but with the assistance of the 'Eternal Evergreen Physique', he finally started to practice the supernatural power of 'Taishang Beidou Siming Shenguang'.

From then on, there was a means to fight against the Void Returning Cultivator!

"However, you still can't be careless... Void-returning cultivators generally live for thousands of years in the earth fairy world!"

"And my supernatural powers are not at the entry-level level now, and it takes ten years of life to replace the other party for one year...Unless you meet someone who is not far away, or if you have a return to the void who lived for four or five thousand years, you will be a little blind... ... After all, my lifespan is only tens of thousands of years. I will not be spared if I meet many young Void Returners... In addition, the same is true for monsters and other races with long lifespans."

Fang Xi secretly told herself to be steady and not to waver.

At this time, with a sweep of his consciousness, he saw the two deities coming hand in hand, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and greeted him with a flash of blue light all over his body: "Zen Master Chasing Moon... who is this?"

"I'm here, Min Hongru, and I've met fellow Taoists."

Old Ghost Min looked at Fang Xi, and couldn't help showing a look of amazement on his face: "Fellow Daoist has indeed reached the late stage of transforming gods, and he is only one step away from ascending on his own...and he has cultivated such amazing and weeping supernatural powers, old man I really admire it!"

"I just practiced a secret technique by luck. I really don't know how to cause all this..."

A trace of confusion appeared on Fang Xi's face.

But next, he still invites the two of them into his cave, where they can enjoy tea and discuss the Tao.

As the patriarch of the Taiqing Sect, this Min Hongru's insight in cultivation far surpassed that of Zen Master Zhuiyue.

Even so, he was often overwhelmed by Fang Xi's point of view, with a look of amazement on his face...

Fang Xi took another sip of spiritual tea, and said casually, "I live in Ligou Immortal City, and I heard that this city is about to hold a big auction. It's really lively..."

Min Hongru's face twitched, and he said immediately: "That's right, Ligou Immortal City is about to hold a big auction. This is a once-in-a-century event in the Ming world. Fellow Daoists should be able to gain something..."

"Thank you!"

Fang Xi knew that the other party had sold her face, so she couldn't help but cupped her fists to show her gratitude.

Min Hongru said a few more polite words, and then he took his leave and left.

"Ancestor..."

On the Taiqing Shenlei Ship, several Nascent Soul monks looked at Min Hongru.

"Let's go back to the mountain gate first!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Min Hongru ordered the spirit ship to return.

Boom!

The huge spirit ship roared, and faintly made a thunderous sound, which turned into a flash of thunder, and disappeared into the sky in an instant...

"Ancestor..."

The female Jianxiu who was carrying the Taiqing Shenxiao Sword took a step forward: "What's the background of that man?"

"I only know that he is not from this world..."

Min Hongru's expression was gloomy: "But I'm mixed up among casual cultivators. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to wait for the sect in the future..."

Although they are all in the late stage of transforming gods, just seeing the world-shaking and weeping ghosts and gods' visions when the other party cultivates supernatural powers, he knows that he is definitely not an opponent.

If the other party stays in Ming Huan Realm and does not leave, then the other party probably has the final say in this world.

"Ancestor..."

Many Nascent Soul cultivators felt desolate in their hearts, how could they come out and coerce Ligou Immortal City to be reduced to such a point?

Now, even the Ming Huan world can't decide?
"Hey, what are you afraid of? No matter how arrogant and domineering this person is, how is he compared to 'Emperor Yuntian' and 'Old Demon Ling'?"

Min Hongru sneered and said, "These two cultivators who transformed the gods almost dominated the Ming world when they were alive, but so what? As long as I wait to guard the door and come out, relying on the mountain guard array and the sixth-level means left by the patriarch... Those two didn't dare to do anything, and even later, one ascended and the other became obsessed and fell, completely disappearing... Today, where is the power established by these two people?"

When encountering a real strong enemy, you can guard the mountain gate and die slowly - this is also the foundation and survival wisdom of such a great sect!
"Old Ancestor Yingming..."

A group of Nascent Soul monks were all sincerely convinced, as if they had taken a reassurance.

……

Little Moon Lake.

"Amitabha, my poor nun, thank you for your help!"

After Min Hongru left, Zen Master Zhuiyue respectfully thanked Fang Xi.

"Don't thank me, I just mentioned it casually."

Fang Xi waved her hand.

In fact, he also knew that as early as the moment he revealed his cultivation and celestial phenomena, he could not escape the sight of these sects.

Instead of this, it is better to take advantage of this time to get more benefits.

Zen Master Zhuiyue looked very winkingly, immediately folded his palms together, and bowed to leave.

Fang Xi looked at the place where the nun left, and saw a string of Buddhist beads left on the futon.

It is the string of beads refined from the ten thousand year soul nourishing wood!
"It's really good..."

He immediately typed out a magic formula, and found that there was not even a trace of mana imprinted in this Buddhist vessel. Obviously Zen Master Zhuiyue had already erased it secretly, so he couldn't help being more satisfied: "This little nun is quite knowledgeable..."

Fang Xi played with the beads, felt the coolness in the sea of ​​consciousness, and couldn't help but move slightly.

As he began to twist the beads, the golden patterns on the beads began to shine, and various small Buddhist magical powers emerged one by one, giving the feeling of a flower falling from the sky and a golden lotus springing from the ground.

"Sure enough, after being blessed by a fifth-level Buddhist cultivator with Buddha's power day and night, it is an excellent treasure for dispelling the demons... Even for the Nascent Soul and Huashen's demons, it should have some effect... It's a pity , it’s not very useful for returning to the void.”

(End of this chapter)