Wild boar

Chapter 927 Response to the spiritual world

Spirit world.

Lingshan.

Buddhist holy land.

The Buddhist saint Tathagata Buddha opened a new ashram here after his ascension.

Thousands of Buddhas make pilgrimages, and the atmosphere is endless.

"Another disaster is coming to the lower world." The Tathagata said with a sigh.

"Do you want to send spiritual envoys to the lower world to assist in the boxing?" a Buddha asked.

The Tathagata Buddha shook his head.

"All conditioned phenomena in the world are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such..."

Spirit world.

Taoist saint ashram.

In a canyon with beautiful mountains and clear waters, the canyon is covered with clouds and mist.

An old man rode a green bull backwards and walked leisurely in the fields, surrounded by lush fertile fields.

A shepherd boy came to the green cow.

"Moo..." The green bull cried, waking up the old man who was sitting on the green bull's back.

The old man opened his sleepy eyes. He had been sleeping soundly on the back of the green bull.

"Saint... the Shura tribe has invaded the lower realm again." A shepherd boy of seventeen or eighteen years old said.

"Oh..." The old man closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep, as if he would never wake up.

Spirit world.

Confucian saint's ashram.

above the lobby.

The Confucian saint sat in the lobby.

On his left and right sides, there were 72 Confucian scholars sitting on each side, arguing over a debate topic with red faces.

"Report!"

A scholar came to the hall, clasped his fists to the many sages and said: "Report to the saint... According to the measurement of the celestial instrument, the Shura Realm has invaded the lower realm, and the two realms have merged. There are millions of invading Shura tribe. There are dozens of great Shura kings. If the invading Shura tribe is not killed, the lower realm may become a Shura blood prison."

After hearing this, the Confucian saint nodded, and then said to the sages on both sides: "The next debate question - can ethics influence the Shura people?"

The sages on both sides suddenly fell into deep thought.

After a long time.

A sage said loudly: "The cruelty of the Shura tribe stems from their ignorance of etiquette. We Confucian monks should be benevolent and righteous to the Shura tribe, educate and influence the Shura tribe, and let them know what love is..."

Spirit world.

Holy Land of the Monster Race.

Dijiang, Jumang, Gonggong, and Zhurong, the four great shamans who ascended to the spiritual world, met together.

Just listen to Di Jiang say: "Even if the Shura clan transforms the lower realm into the Shura Blood Prison, it will not have any impact on the human monks. They will definitely not care about this matter, let alone send people to the lower realm to support them."

"My cultivation is closely related to the will of the lower world and the world. If the lower realm falls, my cultivation will be greatly reduced!"

"You can only rely on yourself in this matter."

"Now that the Shura Realm has been connected to the lower realm, neither we nor the Great Shura God can go down, so we can only send clones to fight..."

"It's hard to deal with more than a dozen great Shura kings, and there are not many local monks in the lower realm who can use them..."

"Even the human race doesn't have many stages of becoming gods. We have to send at least a dozen clones down..."

"More than a dozen clones in the divine transformation stage, this will require vomiting a lot of blood!"

"Recently, my energy has been low, my kidney water has been insufficient, and my blood and energy have been deficient..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Today we are here to allocate the number of clones each will produce. In principle, I will produce four for each demon..." Di Jiang shouted sharply.

"Two is enough, four will cost you your life." Zuwu Gonggong said reluctantly.

"It must be four, at least sixteen in total. Otherwise, how can we take over the Great Shura King?"

"But we don't have to split our essence and blood four times. As long as we hide a clone in the lower realm, we can split it once less." Di Jiang chuckled.

"How many clones have you hidden?" Zhu Rong asked.

"There is only one." Di Jiang curled his lips and said.

"Oh... Then I hid two of them and split the essence and blood twice." Zu Wu Zhurong said calmly.

"when will you?"

Zhu Rong smiled and did not explain.

"I don't have a clone, and I've been having a headache lately. I'm afraid the splitting of essence and blood to create a clone will have to be done slowly." Zuwu Gonggong shook his head and said reluctantly.

"What about you?" Di Jiang looked at Jumang.

"There are four clones." Ancestral Witch Jumang answered very calmly.

"You should have more than four bodies." Di Jiang asked.The ancestral witch Jumang smiled and said nothing.

As a great demon who masters the Law of Wood, it is very easy to save a clone or create an incarnation.

"Then how many clones can you create?" Di Jiang said.

"I can help you with some, but there are two conditions."

"you say……"

"I saved my own essence and blood for you, and you need to give me some compensation."

"The conditions are reasonable."

"What about the second condition?"

"Each of you will create at least one clone. After all, my clones are all wood demons and are easily targeted."

"It's natural."

……

Nether.

underground abyss.

Underground lava.

A boulder sunk in lava.

Xue Mengyao, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened her eyes.

She shook her body, regaining control of her body and awareness of her surroundings.

Xue Mengyao is the incarnation of Emperor Jiang, the ancestral witch. In the underground abyss 200 years ago, Emperor Jiang's incarnation finally caught the clone of the statue of King Chetian of the Shura tribe in the intricate underground and destroyed it.

It was a pity that the remaining two Shura escaped and were not killed by him. Now it seems that it was those two fish that slipped through the net and opened the door to the Shura Blood Prison.

It is best to open the door of Shura Blood Prison underground. If it is opened on the ground, it will easily cause the will of this world to be noticed.

By then, before the door is opened, the world will be wiped out by thunder and catastrophe.

Therefore, Dijiang was not prepared for the two Shura to run to the ground with the boundary stone. This was considered his own mistake.

I saw Xue Mengyao patting her storage bag, preparing to take out the million-level blood soul beads to raise her cultivation level to the peak of the late stage of divine transformation.

the next moment.

Xue Mengyao's expression suddenly changed, one million level blood soul bead was missing.

Who exactly did it?

The place where he hides his external incarnation is so secretive?
Can anyone find it?
"Bad luck!" Xue Mengyao spat and swallowed a million-level blood soul bead directly into her belly.

Xichuan Demon Clan area.

Two active volcanoes suddenly erupted.

Amidst the billowing black smoke, two huge fire demons crawled out of the lava.

Okawara.

Giant light demon holy statue.

A cyan unicorn, an earth-colored dragon turtle, a headless Xingtian, and a snake-bodied demon girl.

After listening quietly to the giant light demon saint's explanation.

After a moment.

The four demon cultivators transformed into four rays of escaping light and left.

Qinglin Envoy and Tulong Envoy went to Penghai together.

The human race believes that Penghai has become the bottom boundary of the human race.

The demon tribe believes that Penghai is still the realm of the demon tribe.

Since the Demon King Zhu Zishan came to pay homage to the Jumang Demon Saint, he should obey the order of the Jumang Demon Saint and participate in this battle against the invading Shura tribe.

If Zhu Zishan is unwilling to participate in the war, Jumang Demon Saint would not mind setting an example himself.

After the four great demon envoys all took orders and left...

A click.

The head of the giant light demon Sheng Shenjiang split open, and a green sapling broke out of the ground, and the sapling began to grow crazily...

at the same time.

Five tall and majestic Crescent Mountains are sinking slowly.

Following the ground below the five tall and majestic Crescent Mountains, the saplings that emerged from the ground seemed to be blessed by power and grew crazily...

The next morning.

Five tall and majestic Crescent Mountains have completely sunk into the ground.

A towering tree stood in the center of Okawahara.

There are thirteen huge fruits on the giant branch, and each fruit is pregnant with an incarnation of the late-stage god.

(End of this chapter)