Wild boar

Chapter 965 Golden Sword
After half an hour.

Whoosh!
A ray of light fell from the sky again, and it was Zhu Riming who had gone and returned.

"Chanzhu! My order is for all of you to evacuate to Wangchen Mountain. Why haven't you moved yet?" Zhu Riming asked.

The old monk named Chanzhu smiled slightly, then clasped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Qianqiu Zhenjun, I have my own way of leaving."

"Yes!" Zhu Riming nodded and turned into a ray of light again to search for Lu Jun at low altitude.

After confirming that there was indeed no Lu Jun here, Zhu Riming could only search further in a farther direction aimlessly...

Maybe Lu Jun was really not in the destiny, and Zhu Zishan used the divine tree of cause and effect to divine a wrong result. If Zhu Riming kept searching here again and again, wouldn't he become a fool fooled by fate?
Go find those Shura servants who have not been eliminated. If you follow the Shura servants, you will have a great chance of finding Mr. Lu. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to search through logic rather than through the illusory fate?
About half a day later.

The old monk Chanzhu looked up at the sky. A smelly blood cloud floated in the sky above the bamboo forest, and the blood cloud moved very fast.

Although it comes from the horizon, I'm afraid it will be right in front of us in a few breaths.

I saw the old monk Chanzhu clasping his hands together and muttering in a low voice: "Huisheng, Huisheng, I am Chanzhu. Qianqiu Zhenjun is right. There is indeed an Shura legion coming. They are thousands of miles away from me. They are heading towards the right direction." They are coming from the south, but that doesn’t mean they won’t change direction…”

"There should be a Shura King in the god-transformation stage among that Shura army. I should have been targeted by it. Huisheng, please take care of yourself. I will take the first step."

"World Honored Moko, boundless and limitless, capable of revolving a hundred times for thousands of kalpas, will save all sentient beings." Monk Chanzhu proclaimed the Buddha's name and quietly waited for the Shura army to approach.

About a hundred miles later.

Boom.

Monk Chanzhu exploded into a ball of blood mist and died.

Chanzhu had no way to resist Shura's fighting spirit. He could only blow himself up and die before being covered by Shura's fighting spirit.

As a sound transmission post, Chanzhu has to be as immovable as a wooden post. His death is not worthless. At least he knows where the Shura clan's legions come from and where they are going...

And this is of extremely important significance for covering the evacuation of all Buddhist monks.

Master Chanzhu is not the only one who is determined to sacrifice his voice.

Due to Zhu Riming's advance notification and the fearless sacrifice of the sound transmission post, this Shura army did not achieve any results.

However, this Shura legion does not seem to be planning to leave, but is wandering in the vast territory of the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions...

Dongsheng human race territory.

Yongsha City.

Although rumors of the Shura tribe's invasion of this world have spread, it still looks extremely peaceful despite the dust.

There isn't even any tension in the city.

Among the spiritual veins of Yongsha City, a rugged man sat cross-legged on the spiritual veins.

After five to sixty years of cultivation, Dong Lingxian was still in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and his cultivation level had not improved at all.

During this period of time, Dong Lingxian did not practice at all but concentrated on maintaining the two swords.

One sword is naturally his natal flying sword, the Kunlun Sword. Originally, this flying sword needed to be warmed for hundreds of years to reach the seventh level, but after adding a lot of precious materials.

In just 30 years, the Kunlun Sword has become a seventh-level flying sword.

Then Dong Lingxian completely ignored his own cultivation and only kept another flying sword.

It was the small golden sword he held in his hand.

The golden devil.

Ever since Dong Lingxian regained the Golden Demon Lord before Jiazi, the Golden Demon Lord never spoke to Dong Lingxian again.

At first, Dong Lingxian thought that the Jinsha Demon King was seriously injured, so he concentrated on caring for him and never left his hand with his sword no matter what he did.

Dong Lingxian cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage and developed the Tiansha Demonic Body. To a certain extent, he was no longer a person. He was far away from eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping.

He no longer travels around the world, nor does he practice any more. Instead, he holds this golden sword in both hands to repay Demon Lord Jinsha's kindness to him.

As the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring, even if it means being a slave.

At present, it seems that Dong Lingxian has really become a slave, a sword slave.

The pursuit of immortality by Taoist monks may be a bit selfish, but the unrestrained feeling of traveling between heaven and earth without any emotional fetters, freedom and unrestrained feeling is indeed worth pursuing... It is a pity that Dong Lingxian still does not know that he is day and night. What is held in the hand and constantly nourished by the earth magic power is not the Jinsha Demon King at all, but a flying sword that was taken away by Zhu Zishan.

After successfully seizing the body, Zhu Zishan's soul was almost in a dormant state after being tortured by the Evil of Five Metals. However, after years of warming up, Zhu Zishan's soul had completely adapted to the Evil of Five Metals.

However, the body of the Golden Demon King's flying sword has long since solidified and lost the spirituality of the physical body. It is precisely because of this that Zhu Zishan does not need to practice from beginning to end after seizing the body by dividing the soul, just like he did the five-element fire bird by seizing the body.

Just like a ship, as long as you know how to control it and enter the ship, you can capture it entirely.

This is the price paid by the Jinsha Demon Lord for turning his body into a flying sword.

hum!
suddenly.

The golden sword flashed with light and made a trembling sound.

Dong Lingxian showed a look of surprise. After being nursed for so many years, Mr. Jin finally stopped sleeping. He responded to him!

Dong Lingxian was moved to tears.

Whoosh!
The golden sword penetrated the cave, leaving a sword eye in the cave, and then completely disappeared.

Dong Lingxian looked at his empty palms, speechless.

After spending a long time, Jin Lao finally woke up from his deep sleep, but after waking up, he didn't even talk to him and left directly.

This, this, this... why did you just leave without saying a word?

Dong Ling first felt as if he had been defrauded of all his life and half of his life savings, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.

"Jin...Old Jin, why are you doing this?"

After half an hour.

Dong Lingxian said this to himself.

……

Penghai.

Jiao Island.

A golden golden sword light fell into the Thousand Miles Teleportation Formation on Jiao Island.

The Jinsha Demonic Sword controlled by Zhu Zishan's Jinsha split soul shows the surging aura of the middle stage of divine transformation.

Zhu Riming and Zhu Zishan share the same core, so they both have the same cultivation level and can progress at the same time.

The Five Elements Fire Bird and the Golden Demon Sword each have their own cultivation core, so their cultivation is determined from the beginning.

If we follow the magic weapon analogy, Zhu Riming is Zhu Zishan's natal magic weapon, while the Five Elements Fire Bird and the Golden Evil Sword are just ordinary magic weapons.

The natal magic weapon can be promoted as Zhu Zishan's cultivation improves, but the ordinary magic weapon can only stay put.

The Golden Demon Sword landed on the Ten Thousand Miles Teleportation Formation like a swimming fish.

With the cyan electric light crackling, there was a chaotic sound.

The golden evil sword disappeared.

Thousands of miles away.

A desolate place in the Buddhist country of the Western Regions.

The cyan thunder enveloped the entire temporary teleportation array, and the temporary development was destroyed instantly, but the cyan thunder became more intense...

With a flash of blue light.

The thunder died out.

A small golden sword with flashing light was suspended in the air.

As soon as Zhu Riming raised his hand, the golden sword came into his hand, and then he hung the golden sword on his waist.

(End of this chapter)