Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 148: In front of Ningyue Temple, Zhang Li was granted the title of Immortal, and Zhang Li returned to the mortal world

Demonic!

The strong man in the Golden Core Realm of Ningyue Temple actually had a demonic energy lingering around him.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

"Senior Brother Mu Lin! You—"

"Mu Lin, why do you have demonic energy on your body?"

"What, what's going on?"

The three Jindan Buddhist cultivators who rushed towards Ying Wuya all looked at the monk who was full of demonic energy and exclaimed.

At this time, Monk Wujin, who was seriously injured, also stood up with a dazed look on his face.

"Master Uncle Mu Lin, you, didn't you say that if you get the Buddha fruit relic, you can ascend to the sky in one step and become No.1 under the abbot of Ningyue Temple?"

"What, why do you have magic energy?"

He went to snatch the Buddha fruit relic, and went to find the trouble of winning Wuya, all because his uncle said that as long as he got this relic, his strength would be greatly increased.

As a person attached to Master Uncle Mu Lin, even though Monk Wujin knew that it was against the rules to snatch relics like this, he still took action.

However, at this time he realized that he seemed to have done something wrong.

"Hehe, is it really that important whether it's a demon or a Buddha?"

The middle-aged monk who was full of demonic energy showed a smile on his face, and his hands were still clasped together.

The golden light flashed in his eyes, and the magic energy directly turned into a pale black cassock.

"Look, isn't this devilish energy suppressed by me?"

Monk Mu Lin with an evil smile on his face looked around.

"I'm just using the magic energy to cultivate."

Practice with magic energy?
The surrounding monks not only did not breathe a sigh of relief, but their expressions became more dignified.

The golden core monk stared at Monk Mu Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Mu Lin, when did you start practicing the magic way?"

Hearing his words, Monk Mu Lin laughed out loud, and a trace of suppressed blood burst into his eyes.

He turned to look at Zhang Li in front of him.

"I remember, I started practicing magic skills when I was eight years old, right?"

"Can not remember."

"Anyway, when I entered Ming Wangzhou when I was 16 years old, I was already in the half-step of foundation establishment."

16-year-old half-step foundation building!

Started practicing magic skills at the age of eight!

This is a complete demon cultivator, who is just lurking in Mingwang State.

For so many years, this monk Mu Lin has been sending information about Mingwang Prefecture and Ningyue Temple to Wanmo Prefecture.

That's why the surrounding areas are constantly being harassed by the demonic way, retreating steadily.

Monk Mu Lin's words made all the monks around look gloomy.

"I'm curious how you could see through me."

"For a long time, even the Guardian Earth Immortal, and those Guardian Earth Immortals in the Nascent Soul Realm, have not seen through my disguise."

Without caring about others, Monk Mu Lin looked at Zhang Li in front of him and asked softly.

If this magic skill could not be hidden, making the entire Ming Wangzhou helpless, it would not have been suppressed so badly by the Wanmo State.

Now no one knows how many demon cultivators are lurking in Mingwang State.

The reason why Zhang Li knew that this was a demon cultivator was of course not because he could detect it himself.

He was the clue he found from the memory of the magic repairer who had seen the Wuyinmen.

In fact, he wasn't sure, he was just trying to test it out.

Of course, it was impossible for him to answer like this at this time.

"Actually, it was a demon master from the Five Demon City who sent the identities of several important figures lurking in Mingwang Prefecture."

Zhang Li's words stunned Monk Mu Lin.

The others also looked confused.

The magic cultivator in the five magic cities sent a list?
"Not only Ningyue Temple, Faming Temple thousands of miles away, but also Zhenyuan Temple three thousand miles away, there are demon cultivators lurking."

What Zhang Li said was true.

These are just the joints and some superficial information in the memory of the people of the Wuyinmen.

Who it is, he doesn't know.

People from Wuyinmen are not qualified to know who is lurking from Wanmo State.

But this does not prevent Zhang Li from speaking out what he knows.

Whoever checks later will not care about his business.

As for whether he can find out, it has nothing to do with him.

"Five Demon City..." Monk Mu Lin's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and let out a low growl.

The cassock transformed by the devilish energy on his body suddenly exploded, covering the surrounding space.

A radius of one hundred feet was pitch black.

At the moment when the devilish energy pervaded, in Zhang Li's sea of ​​consciousness, the immortal seal talisman was turbulent, and the mighty power of merit and soul converged, reflecting the scene of being born three feet tall.

Monk Mu Lin had already stepped in front of him, grabbing his neck with his palm.

This is to capture himself, and then force him to ask who is the lurker who betrayed the magic way?
There was a flash of thunder in Zhang Li's hand, and then he struck out.

"boom--"

The thunder light exploded, knocking back the palm in front of him.

This thunder light also suddenly appeared in the black devil energy with a radius of hundreds of feet, allowing those who could not see anything to see the phantom in front of them.

"boom--"

Win Wuya with one punch.

At some point, the aura on his body was so heavy that it was hard to feel it.

At this time, a fist was thrown out, with mighty power, the wind of the fist directly engulfed the surrounding power of heaven and earth, turning it into a roaring dragon.

All the magic energy was swept and smashed before the long dragon.

The power of heaven and earth!

With the blessing of the Immortal Sealing Talisman, Ying Wuya relied on the power of Buddha fruit relics, even the ninth-level Jindan powerhouse could not catch this punch!
"Bam—"

The surrounding demonic energy exploded, and the body of Monk Mu Lin shattered directly.

It's just that this body is like a piece of rotten wood, after the explosion, there is no blood spatter.

"The technique of replacing death, he already has a way to escape."

The demonic energy dissipated, and the old monk at the Golden Core Realm of Ningyue Temple spoke in a deep voice.

Zhang Li raised his head and looked not far away.

Over there, the Buddha's light on Abbot Ciyuan's body was dim, and his figure was somewhat illusory.

Ying Wuya glanced at the resplendent Ningyue Temple, snorted coldly, moved his body, and landed beside Abbot Ciyuan.

"Give me the Soul Shaping Altar." He looked in the direction of the main hall of Ningyue Temple and shouted.

The Soul Shaping Altar is a treasure reshaped by the remnant soul, a treasure that is immortal after guarding the inheritance of the Earth Immortal.

"Win Wuya, this is Ningyue Temple, even if you got the Guardian Talisman of Jingyue Temple, you are not qualified to act recklessly here—"

The person who spoke was the monk of the Golden Core Realm in Ningyue Temple.

The answer was Ying Wuya's punch with golden light.

"boom--"

With a punch, the void vibrated.

This blow, with the force of confinement that no one can avoid, was directly struck towards the chest of the golden core monk.

"Bold!"

"I can't take it!"

The expressions of the other two Jindan monks changed dramatically.

The monk who was imprisoned in front of the fist wind was pale, his hands were clasped together, and his whole body was trembling.

He couldn't even resist.

"Om-"

With a loud bang, a golden canopy fell, covering the golden core monk.

The fist shadow collided with the canopy, and the golden light exploded.

Thousands of golden dragon-like fist winds raged, and the surrounding space was ten feet away, the walls were shattered, and the floor tiles were flying.

The monk's mouth was full of blood, and he staggered back.

On the canopy, there are also many broken marks.

Ying Wuya raised his hand, and was about to punch again, the canopy moved lightly, and a jade-colored disk fell down.

Soul Shaping Altar.

Ying Wuya snorted coldly, and took the Soul Shaping Altar.

"Ningyue Temple and Jingyue Temple share the same spirit. In the future, I hope Layman Wuya will watch and help Ningyue Temple."

In the canopy, there was a voice.

The abbot of Ningyue Temple.

Earlier, this voice was not polite to Ciyuan.

Now, he treats Ying Wuya with a lot of respect.

This is strength.

Ying Wuya has the Buddha fruit relic in his hand, and at this moment, with the blessing of the power of the Immortal Sealing Talisman, he is suddenly extremely tyrannical. Even if he leaves the boundary of Jingyue Temple, he can still fight against the abbot of Ningyue Temple.

If Ciyuan could have such strength, naturally he would not be humiliated here.

Ningyue Temple subdued, not only handed over the Soul Shaping Altar, but also sent out all the mortal warriors such as Xu Han who had been captured before.

Originally Ying Wuya wanted to make trouble again, but Ciyuan obviously couldn't hold on, so he could only hurry back to Jingyue Temple.

When Zhang Li returned to Jingyue Temple, he was still practicing in seclusion.

Now, the time to leave Ming Wangzhou is very close, and other warriors are also focused on cultivation.

Because Zhang Li and Ying Wuya swept across the wasteland, the boundary of Jingyue Temple was much more peaceful.

On the contrary, because Monk Mu Lin was exposed, Ningyue Temple's thorough investigation caused turmoil around Ningyue Temple.

After Zhang Li left the customs, he met Ying Wuya who took over as the abbot of Jingyue Temple.

Ying Wuya was not ordained as a monk, but wore a monk's robe and a light golden cassock over his body.

"These are the books in Jingyue Temple that record various secrets."

Ying Wuya directly sent a thick stack of books to Zhang Li.

These books are characterized by pale golden pages.

This paper is exactly the talisman paper that can carry the power of the Immortal Sealing Talisman.

"I've asked, this is made from the leaves of the precious tree in the Ming Dynasty, the blue tree. It was not very precious back then, but now the blue tree is almost extinct, and this book page is rare."

Looking at Zhang Li, Ying Wuya's eyes revealed a gleam, and he lowered his voice: "I will collect this book page for the purpose of exchanging Buddhism."

Zhang Li nodded.

"Brother Ying, don't worry, as long as Brother Zhu can refine the Immortal Seal Talisman, I will order someone to send it."

"Even if the power contained in these immortal seal talismans is not strong, it is still the treasure of the land immortal."

One Earth Immortal can't do it, what about ten or hundreds?
This kind of earth immortal is very difficult to kill, as long as the soul is immortal and the realm of the gods is not broken, they can be reborn.

It doesn't need much, as long as there are ten such earth immortals stationed above the boundary of Jingyue Temple, it is basically impossible for the demon cultivator to have the opportunity to sneak in.

Which guarding earth immortal doesn't know what's going on in his domain?

Unless, someone like Monk Mu Lin who has practiced secret magic arts since childhood is sent from the magic way.

But Monk Mu Lin is a 16-year-old half-step foundation builder.

Even in the Ten Thousand Demon State, there are probably few such people, right?
If it is true that there are such geniuses at will, then Ming Wangzhou really doesn't need to resist.

"This is incense, I think you will need it." Zhang Li took out three incense sticks.

This is a treasure of Shinto practice, and it is of great benefit to supplement the power of the Immortal Sealing Talisman.

Ying Wuya accepted it bluntly.

When Zhang Li left Mingwang State, Ying Wuya gave away 200 million spirit stones.

The earth fairy world, especially the big earth fairy world, is the most indispensable thing is the spirit stone.

The exposed rocks in the mountains will be soaked in spiritual energy after a long time, turning into spiritual veins containing spiritual energy.

Just because of the power of heaven and earth, the quality of these spirit stones cannot reach the level of spirit crystals above the top grade.

As for chalcedony beads, they are even rarer.

This thing is lacking in any practice world.

Among the warriors who followed Zhang Li to Ming Wangzhou, more than 50 of them were willing to follow Ying Wuya and stay in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Including those who died before, of the more than [-] people on this trip, only the early [-]s left to return to the mortal world.

Of course, when these people return to the mundane world, they will not only improve their own cultivation, but also bring many spirit stones and various treasures with them.

At least the elixirs that can be seen everywhere in Ming Wangzhou are brought back in large and small bags.

"Om-"

When everyone left Mingwang State and stepped into Zhenmagus, the aura engulfed in it was turbulent, making Zhenmagus tremble continuously.

This is the repressive force of Zhenmusi being activated.

All the people who returned from Mingwangzhou carried the power of heaven from Mingwangzhou, which would attract the attack of Zhenmagic Division to suppress the formation.

Fortunately, they had already known such a scene a few times before, and everyone dispersed silently, staying in the town of magic, slowly reducing the power of heaven.

Everyone else walked out of the third floor of Zhenmensi quickly, while Zhang Li stood there without moving.

On him, the intertwined immortal light seemed to be turning into substance.

In the fairy light, a black phantom emerged.

The incarnation of the weapon spirit.

The incarnation of Qi Ling stood there, the demon energy on his body merged with the power of Zhang Li's body in front of him, and the fairy light collided with the magic light, turning into a vortex entangled in black and white.

"boom--"

The huge golden bell that was originally hidden appeared.

Swing the clock.

On the Clone of the Artifact Spirit, one after another phantoms gathered towards the Swinging Demon Clock.

On the magic clock, golden light appeared, and every ghost was locked by a chain of golden light, turning into a magic mark.

This is the magic treasure, the magic bell.

The more magic power gathered, the stronger the power of the magic clock.

The Qi Ling clone killed many demon cultivators in Ming Wangzhou, and devoured even more demon cultivators.

Among them, the strongest ones are the two demon powerhouses in the Golden Core Realm.

At this time, the Demon Swinging Clock was like a glutton that hadn't had a good meal for countless years, devouring the constantly gathering ghosts.

The power transmitted by the Demon Swinging Clock is getting stronger and stronger.

This is a force that suppresses magic.

It is also the power to inspire magic.

Borrow the power of demons, restrain the power of demons.

All the demonic souls poured into it, and the swinging demonic clock glowed, and the golden light on it blended together to form a layer of golden light, covering all the magical demonic souls in it.

The golden bell slowly retracted, turning into a small bell no bigger than a palm, circling around Zhang Li's body.

As soon as the little clock moved, it fell into the hands of the Qi Ling avatar covered in black robes.

Looking at the weapon spirit clone in front of him, Zhang Li raised his hand a little after pondering for a moment.

Both Xiao Zhong and Qi Ling clone slowly dissipated.

In the future, this avatar will stay here, while practicing and guarding.

With so many supplements of magical demonic souls, the Demon Swinging Clock can suppress any strong person under the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even when the Nascent Soul Realm arrives, it will be able to fight.

The Demon Swinging Clock and the Artifact Spirit clone are here, and can directly control the formation of Zhenmensi.

In the future, there will be more people going to Mingwang Prefecture, and the strength does not need to be so strong.

Every time a strong person from the Qi Condensation Realm enters Mingwang State, the ordinary world cannot gather so many masters.

On the contrary, as long as there is no limit to the cultivation level and the number of people, with the help of Ming Wangzhou, more masters can be cultivated.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Li walked out slowly from the town magic division.

He could feel that there were clouds gathering in the void.

It was the same when he walked out of Huaxian Prefecture.

The induction of the power of the mundane heaven.

The way of heaven was raised by Venerable Mo Huan?

Standing in front of Zhenmensi's main hall square, Zhang Li raised his head, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He wants to test it.

Let's see if Tiandao still has a chance to escape the control.

Raising his hand, a spirit stone emerged from his palm.

"Old rules, let's make a deal."

Zhang Li spoke softly.

(End of this chapter)