Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 231 Blood Desert
"The donor is sharp-tongued and full of crooked ideas. He doesn't recognize the principles of this temple, so please leave."

Monk Gangding became angry and turned around to leave.

Chen Yuan grinned. He was not a savior, and he was too lazy to save those below who were mostly lazy and numb.

And when he first entered the Western Territory, he would not take action at will just because of a verbal dispute.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a flash of blood appearing at the end of the distant sky.

As this blood appears, rich earth and wind spiritual power also spreads.

"Is this the moving blood desert? It is indeed a wonderful sight."

Chen Yuan whispered to himself, and then turned into a red gold sword light and flew towards the spreading blood.

When he entered the Western Territory, he naturally did not run around aimlessly. After crossing the border, he rushed to the nearest town.

After some inquiring, I learned that the 'Blood Desert' is actually a moving sandstorm.

In this western realm, these moving sandstorms can be seen not only everywhere, but also not far away.

It's just that this sandstorm contains extremely rich earth-moving spiritual power and wind-moving spiritual power, and the wind evil is included, rolling up countless blood-colored iron sand, so it is named Blood Desert.

And in this blood desert, there is one of the materials needed to set up the formation, Huiyuan Sha.

After he inquired about the location of the recent blood desert in the border city, and borrowed the divination power of a fortune-telling tortoise, he came to this town where ordinary people and monks lived together, and debated with the Gangding monk.

But now that the rightful master he was looking for had appeared, he was too lazy to pay attention to the monk Gangding.

Monk Gangding also discovered the spreading blood desert at this time. When he saw Chen Yuan rushing towards him, a sneer appeared on his face:
"Hmph, you dare to charge head-on into the Blood Desert in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. You really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and you are seeking your own death!"

After that, he stepped on the lotus, quickly returned to the temple, and said to the many monks in the temple:
"The Blood Desert is coming, quickly form the Fudo Ming King Aluo Formation."

"Yes!"

Many monks responded in unison, and then, as if they had practiced it countless times, they all crossed their knees in different positions, chanting the Fudo Myoyo Sutra, and the Buddha's light emerged from their bodies.

The strands of Buddha's light condensed like veins, gradually forming a statue of the Immovable King, standing in this town.

The heavy pressure spread to all directions, and even the noisy wind that blew closer was softened and the sand sank.

At this time, Chen Yuan had entered the bloody sandstorm. The violent wind power and earth power swept through the iron sand, scraping away his body-protecting aura and blowing on him like a real blade, making a crisp "ding-ding-ding" sound. ring.

Feeling pain all over his body, Chen Yuan nodded slightly and said:

"The combination of wind and earth elements brings together iron sand that has been nourished by spiritual energy for countless years. There is also a hidden wind evil. Normally, Nascent Soul would have to hide away when it encounters it, but for me, hey."

While he was talking, he took out a 'Xuanwu Suppressing Talisman' and put it on his chest.

The aqua aura spread instantly, forming a turtle-snake cross-neck Xuanwu that enveloped him.

The wind and sand were isolated, and the wind evil hidden within immediately appeared and roared.

However, not even ripples appeared on the surface of the aqua basalt, let alone being blown away.

Chen Yuan grinned, and his spiritual consciousness spread to cover the entire wind and sand, looking for the so-called 'Huiyuan Sand'.

Before long, he discovered a unique grain of sand that absorbed the surrounding aura and caused the strong winds blowing nearby to swirl.

The sand was full of spiritual energy and was difficult to distinguish among the crazy wind. Chen Yuan only discovered its existence because the sand was blown closer.

With a thought in his heart, his Qi and Blood Furnace appeared, the furnace mouth opened, and the unique grain of sand was taken into the furnace.

This efficiency is too slow, and it takes an unknown amount of time to return to Yuan Sha to set up that large array.

Frowning slightly, he took out three 'phantom clone charms' and pasted them on Qian Xinmei.

The next moment, three clones walked out from Qianxinmei, and five-color fox fire rose from their bodies at the same time.

"go with!"

He spoke softly, and the three clones immediately flew out of the aqua basalt and dispersed into the wind and sand to search for them.

Not far away, in the town guarded by the Aro Formation of Fudo Myoyo, Monk Gangding watched the sandstorm getting closer and closer with narrowed eyes.

He could feel that Chen Yuan was not dead yet, and there seemed to be abundant water spiritual power spreading within him.

"Hmph, relying on the power of the magic weapon, the spiritual power consumption is so great, let's see how long you can last!"

He sneered, then exhaled in a deep voice:
"Concentrate and don't get distracted!"

The next moment, a bloody sandstorm roared in, swallowing up the town.

Ripples appeared all over Fudo Myooh, who was condensed by the large formation, and the sound of violent wind echoed in the city like a ghost's cry.

Ordinary people in the dilapidated and simple houses looked horrified, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the Buddhist temple, praying for protection.

Gangding, who was located between Fudo Myoō's brows, also had a slightly pale face. He looked in the opposite direction of the strong wind with his consciousness, trying to see how big the sandstorm was and whether his Fudo Myoō Aro Formation could last until the end.

However, before his consciousness could reach the end of the bloody sandstorm, he saw Yuan Chen, whose body was burning with five-color fire, pick up a grain of sand and flick the sand into the depths of the bloody sandstorm.

Um?What is he doing?
Subconsciously, his consciousness explored the sand.

But I saw that the sand was full of spiritual energy, and even stirred up the strong wind on the way to being bounced away. It was obviously not an ordinary spiritual thing.

Good boy, no wonder he took the initiative to rush into the blood desert, it turned out that he was here to collect treasures.

He secretly thought in his heart, and then he saw Yuan Chen's body disintegrating and being swallowed up by the wind and sand.

Is this dead?

Although Monk Gangding wished that Yuan Chen, who was trying to expose his shortcomings, would die soon, he still couldn't believe it when he actually saw this person dead.

The next moment, another Yuan Chen appeared within the scope of his consciousness, his body burning with five colors of fire.

what happened?Was it the clone that died just now?

Just when he was looking at it, he was a little confused, and then he saw the newly appeared Yuan Chen. After absorbing another grain of spiritual sand, he was swallowed by the wind and sand again.

Another one died...

He watched silently, and then saw another Yuan Chen flying through his consciousness.

"Host, how big is the blood desert this time? The disciples in the Qi refining stage won't be able to hold on anymore."

A voice came from below, which brought the stunned Gang Ding back to his senses, and he hurriedly explored the end of the blood desert with his consciousness.

However, even after exploring to the limit of his consciousness, he failed to see the end of the Blood Desert.

At that moment, he frowned, looked down at the many disciples and said:
"Gather ordinary people into the temple, shrink the scope of the formation, and take turns to rest and replace the disciples during the Qi refining period."

"Yes!"

A disciple followed the order and immediately rushed out of the temple, driving ordinary people across the street into the temple.

When the disciple was chasing people away, his words and actions were quite rough. He even kicked a few elderly people who had difficulty moving. When he got behind them, he even grabbed one of them and threw him towards the temple door.

The ordinary man was thrown into the air seven to eight feet, and screamed when he landed on the ground and was immediately thrown to death.

But there was no shame on the disciple's face. Instead, he showed a look of relief, and then continued to drive away other ordinary people.

Seeing someone being thrown to death, these ordinary people's faces were numb, not angry or frightened, and they seemed to take it for granted.

When the ordinary people were driven into the temple, the monks in the temple changed from their previous kindness and calmness when distributing fast food. They all looked at the ordinary people who crowded into the temple with disgust and disgust.

It seems that the entry of these people has defiled the entire temple.

"Concentrate and retreat!"

Gangding shouted loudly, and then the monks were brought back to their attention.

The disciples in the outermost Qi refining stage got up and walked out, and went to the side to close their eyes and adjust their breathing.While maintaining the formation from collapsing, the remaining disciples changed the position where they sat cross-legged, allowing the Fudo Myoto condensed by the formation to shrink slowly.

As Fudo Meiou shrank, he could no longer protect the entire town, and the dilapidated and simple houses on the periphery were immediately swallowed up by the wind and sand.

"After the Blood Desert this time, houses need to be rebuilt again. I don't know how many of these people will survive."

Monk Gangding glanced at the ordinary people crowded in a corner of the temple and felt a little irritated.

After this blood desert, I have to go to other towns to find some mortals to come back. Then I have to deal with inquiries from other brothers, which is really troublesome.

Sighing secretly, he closed his eyes and continued to preside over the formation.

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The blood desert lasted for three days and three nights. In the early morning of the fourth day, monk Gangding's consciousness finally reached the end of the blood desert.

At the same time, I also saw Chen Yuan, who was enveloped in aqua blue basalt and collecting spiritual sand.

This person actually stayed in this bloody desert for three days? !

Just standing up in shock and doubt, looking at Chen Yuan who seemed to have weak spiritual power in the Aqua Black Xuanwu, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

But considering that the other party could persist in this blood desert for three days, he hesitated.

At this moment, the Blood Desert completely left this place.

The violent wind spiritual power and earth spiritual power no longer raged, and the world returned to a state of clarity.

Chen Yuan let out a long breath. He had been collecting Yuansha non-stop for the past three days, but he only collected half a furnace of sand.

Although the 'Xuanwu Suppressing Talisman' has been improved and perfected, the spiritual power consumption is really high for him at present.

So on the second day, he had to stop using his clones to find Huiyuan Sha and rely entirely on the main body to collect them.

After three days, his spiritual power to maintain the 'Xuanwu Suppressing Talisman' has bottomed out.

With a thought in his mind, he recalled the Qi and Blood Oven and poured the Yuanhui Sand inside into the storage ring.

Seeing this scene, the monk Gangding finally couldn't help it and proclaimed the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha, the donor is so talented that he can use this magic weapon to collect spiritual objects from the blood desert."

Chen Yuan glanced at him, but was too lazy to pay attention. He put away the Qi and Blood Furnace, took out a pill to restore spiritual power and swallowed it.

Just when he saw that Chen Yuan ignored him and really wanted to swallow the elixir to restore his spiritual power, he stepped on the lotus and rushed over:

"Is it a little rude for the donor to be so arrogant?"

Chen Yuan, who was using his remaining spiritual power to refine the elixir, tilted his head and looked at him:
"Any advice?"

"I noticed that you were feeling weak, so I took the initiative to talk to you and wanted to help you, but you turned a deaf ear. I thought you were arrogant and rude. Are you so arrogant when you travel around the world?"

"What if it is, what if it isn't?"

"You! Okay, okay, I will let you know today what humility and courtesy are!"

Having said that, the monk Gangding formed the powerful Vajra Seal and raised his hand to pat Chen Yuan.

The golden palm print, which was as big as a house, quickly approached. The air around him was compressed and bound around Chen Yuan, making it difficult for him to avoid it.

"It does have some skills."

Chen Yuan sneered and stopped refining the elixir he had just taken. The muscles of his right arm were as knotted as a horned dragon and punched the golden palm print.

As this punch was struck, it was as if a ferocious beast was awakening on his body, and his energy and blood were rising like smoke.

The fierce aura caused Monk Gangding's pupils to shrink, and he subconsciously said: "Physical cultivation?!"

"puff!"

There was a soft sound, and the golden palm print was punched through.

The momentum of the fist continued unabated, and the punch was so fierce that it tore the air apart, accompanied by a stream of dark green light.

Just as Ding Ding subconsciously dodged to avoid it, the dark green fist flew past him, letting him smell a strange fragrance.

As soon as he smelled the fragrance, he felt something was wrong.

He immediately formed the Great Light Seal and radiated bright Buddha light all over his body, hoping to dispel the toxins that might invade his body.

However, after condensing the Great Light Seal, he soon felt a stink emanating from his body.

The stench came for no reason, and even the Great Light Seal couldn't find its root.

This made him break out in a cold sweat, and he roared like a lion at Chen Yuan:
"What kind of boxing technique are you doing? Why does it smell so good and smell so bad?!"

"Scent? I didn't know that this extremely filthy miasma has reached the point where everything will turn upside down."

Chen Yuan chuckled, and the Qi and Blood Furnace appeared again above his head:

"I don't want to cause trouble. You and I have different ideas, so it's okay for me to leave immediately."

"But you are full of lies, you covet the spiritual materials collected by me, and you dare to take action, then it is no wonder that I am here."

After saying that, with a thought in his mind, the mouth of the Qi and Blood Oven opened and turned upside down towards the Gangding monk.

Monk Gangding had a look of shock on his face, and finally recognized that this was the Qi and blood oven of the body cultivator.

He wanted to escape, but the stench that invaded his Yuanying made his Yuanying look sluggish and gave him a feeling of self-loathing and self-abandonment.

What's the point of living if we have to show off such a stench to others from now on?
From now on, if I have to practice with this stench all the time, why should I practice?

It would be better to die...

The emergence of such thoughts made his Buddha mind dusty, but also made him lose the idea of ​​resistance.

The bag of the Qi and Blood Furnace was buttoned up, and he was immediately put into the furnace. The Qi and Blood Millstone slowly turned around.

Squeezed by this burning millstone of Qi and blood, Monk Gangding was in excruciating pain. His survival instinct overcame his self-loathing and shouted:
"Misunderstanding, Donor Yuanchen, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Hmph, now you know that there is a misunderstanding in a life-or-death situation? Why don't you think about the misunderstanding before taking action?"

"Donor Yuanchen, I really don't have a harmless heart! Look at the ordinary people in the city, they are all well protected by me. If I die, who can protect them?"

"After you die, the temple will automatically select a new abbot, and the Buddhist sect in the Western Region is one. Even if there is no talent in your temple, there will be other monks here to serve as abbots."

"How did you know..."

Just as Monk Ding wanted to say something, he was interrupted impatiently by Chen Yuan:

"Furthermore, what does the life and death of those people you have raised and crippled have to do with me? If I cared about them, I would have started a fight with you before. If you use them as bargaining chips, I'm afraid you will lose your mind."

Monk Gangding screamed at this moment, his body finally unable to block the refining of Qi and blood millstone.

His buddha's radiant Nascent Soul flew out of the crushed body and rushed straight to the furnace mouth.

However, at this moment, a furnace lid happened to fall, blocking his Nascent Soul.

"Ah! If you do such a cruel thing, our Buddhist sect will not forgive you!"

Just as he roared angrily, he was crushed into a Buddha's light by the Qi-Blood Millstone, and blended into a relic with his crushed body.

This relic is only the size of a finger. After being refined, it slowly appears on the outer layer of the Qi and Blood Oven.

"You dare to attack someone who can't even beat me physically. You are really asking for your own death."

Putting away the Qi and Blood Furnace, Chen Yuan glanced at the town, turned into red gold sword light and flew away, while muttering to himself:
"The divine light of the fire sun can be used when not needed. This divine light is too special and can easily leave traces."

"In the future, when facing the enemy, I will mainly use physical training and the Fox Fire Sword. If that doesn't work, I will add talismans and formations. Illusion can be used when something is unexpected."

(End of this chapter)