I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 242 The complete power of the innate treasure!
"Junior Brother Mingding!"

Zen Master Mingdeng, who is the leader of Pushan Zen Temple's "Mingxintang", suddenly stared when he saw that his junior brother Mingding had not even finished a complete sentence, and had passed away due to the dissipation of his soul before they could save him. , his face turned livid in an instant.

"Senior Brother Mingding × 23!"

At this time, other old monks also gathered around.

All this happened so fast, even with their state of mind and cultivation, it produced an unreal trance feeling.

Zen Master Ming Deng looked into his junior brother's eyes that were still fixed in death. In spite of his sadness, he finally recalled the intermittent words Ming Ding said before his death.

"First, first, innate...? What innate? Could it be an innate treasure?"

Ming Deng couldn't help but frown. He felt that his idea was a bit outrageous.

Although Emperor Qian Liang Huayu mentioned that Guanhai City might be special when he summoned them, it was impossible to encounter an innate treasure before they even got close to the city, right?

If an innate treasure could be encountered so easily, every monk in the world would already have one.

At this time, he no longer cared about the early warning formation that would trigger Guanhai City. If he still restrained his aura and spiritual power and did not dare to hold up the protective spiritual shield in order to continue to hide his whereabouts, they would not even be able to leave this forest. went!

Before he died, blood surged up and filled his mouth, and he no longer had the energy to finish the sentence completely. He said 'can't stop it' instead of 'can't stop it'.

In order to save their lives, after the defensive magic weapon was sacrificed, they activated the precious defense talismans one by one from their own bags. Suddenly, several more layers of different colors of shields appeared outside the protective gas shield.

Buddha's Tears are a mixture of a drop of ancient Buddha's tears and the nectar of the emperor's nectar. It is also blessed with the power of Buddhist faith and is an extremely precious elixir.

Then he sacrificed a bronze bell that exuded a faint brilliance, let it float above his head, and released the magic weapon to condense an illusory cyan bell outside his dozens of layers of protective shields.

"Shh!"

Zen Master Mingdeng gritted his teeth and looked at Mingchan's eyes that were fixed in death, and said in a cold voice: "Put up the protective spiritual shield and take out the defensive magic weapon!"

Zen Master Mingdeng immediately came to Mingchan who was lying on the ground with blood starting to leak from his mouth. His face became increasingly ugly.

After hearing his voice, the remaining twenty-two old monks exuded powerful auras belonging to the Yuan Shen stage in no particular order. Even oval-shaped orange-yellow auras appeared on their bodies, and each one was golden. The character '卍' is like a fish swimming in water, slowly swimming on the golden shield.

After that, he hurriedly put into his mouth one by one the 'Sacred Heart Purple Gold Pill' developed in Pushan Zen Temple, which can protect the soul, and the 'Bodhi Lotus Pill' which can guarantee vitality for three hours even if he is dying.

Zen Master Mingdeng is the only Mahayana monk in their group. With his strong cultivation, he naturally has more ways to save his life.

Not only did he hold up a layer of golden light shield, but he also condensed a Hundred Tribulations Dharma behind him that could deflect all the damage he suffered. Then, like them, he activated the defense talismans one by one to increase his shield. Out of dozens of floors.

Just when his face was full of doubts, the Jiuxiao God-killing Spear came back again, with a terrifying speed that none of them could detect, like a black light, passing through the gaps between the branches and leaves in the other direction, and in an instant, from a With a sad expression on his face, the old monk began to collect Ming Ding's belongings and passed through his waist, directly cutting him off.

When the long-lost sense of security finally returned to his heart, Zen Master Mingdeng's face became calm again.

The speed of Jiuxiao Divine Spear is really terrifying!
It wasn't until the upper half of the old monk's body fell into the grass with a dull 'bang' sound that everyone subconsciously looked back.

But recalling the two black light attacks just now, he hesitated and reluctantly put a golden pearl called 'Buddha's Tears' in his mouth.

It was refined by an ancient Buddha who ascended to the immortal world tens of thousands of years ago in Pushan Zen Monastery. There are only eighty-one in total.

"Then... what exactly does the 'innate' in the words of Junior Brother Mingding mean?"

Immediately afterwards, various defensive magic weapons such as rosary beads, alms bowls, Zen staffs, canopies shaped like big umbrellas, Buddhist bells, golden drums, cymbals, etc. that emitted a faint golden light were sacrificed one by one.

But they only saw their junior brother Mingchan who was about to pass away, but they didn't see the black light that attacked him at all.

Ming Chan took his last breath, reached out and grabbed a corner of his black cassock, opened his eyes wide, and said intermittently: "Senior brother, go quickly, quickly, quickly... we can't block... the place."

It is the existence of Buddha's Tears that allows Pushan Chanyuan to go through several eras and still remain at its peak.

And its effect touches the rules. Even if the bones are destroyed, the flesh is scattered, and the soul is scattered, it can be reborn intact in an instant and temporarily break through the current state.

If you hold Buddha's tears in your eyes during practice, you can not only avoid inner demons, but also keep your mind clear. Even when practicing Buddhist skills and supernatural powers, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Zen Master Mingdeng spent countless money and connections, and even relied on Emperor Qian Liang Huayu's oral instructions, to obtain such one from the Sacred Heart Hall before leaving.

Feeling the cool and refreshing feeling of Buddha's tears in his mouth, Zen Master Mingdeng felt a strong sense of security and confidence in his heart.

With his cultivation at the pinnacle of Mahayana, if he unfortunately passed away, he would be reborn with the power of an immortal in an instant.

Now that Emperor Yu has fallen, as long as he doesn't meet Yao Yuqing, he has no fear of anyone in the world!

As soon as he thought of this, he smiled slightly and said: "Put away the bodies of Junior Brother Mingding and Junior Brother Mingchan and move on!"

They didn't know that the Jiuxiao Divine Spear placed by Qin Mu on the branch had a warning range. As long as this range was not touched, nothing would happen.

And this range happens to be the area at the entrance of the forest.

As long as they stay still or step back, they'll be fine.

The Ming Ding and Ming Chan of Death both inadvertently touched the warning line of Jiuxiao Divine Spear while walking around.

And this innate treasure is different from other innate treasures. It is a complete innate killing treasure that has not been weakened in any way and has complete power!
As long as it is provided with enough power, even other innate treasures cannot stop its attack, and even saints will fall to the gun!

At this time, headed by Zen Master Mingdeng, a group of old monks from the Yuanshen stage who were wearing several layers of protective shields, protected by defensive magic weapons, and holding two life-saving pills in their mouths, all moved towards the entrance of the forest.

The Jiuxiao Divine Spear, which had killed Ming Ding and Ming Chan earlier, seemed to have gone to another direction. In fact, after killing them, it circled back to its original location.

At this moment, as the group of old monks touched its warning range, the dark Nine Heavens Killing Spear standing on a branch immediately rushed out.

The next moment, with Buddha's tears in his mouth, dozens of layers of air shields outside his body, and the shadow of a golden Buddha standing behind him, Zen Master Mingdeng, who was protected by the shadow of a big blue bell, was pierced by a black light through his chest! The black light continued unabated and passed through the three old monks who were following closely behind him!
The Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear is one of the fragments of a certain chaos treasure. It possesses unimaginable terrifying power. You only need to sacrifice your life to it to make this killing treasure perform its killing duties. According to the information provided by the treasure holder, The strength of longevity can make it ignore the world, ignore time and space, ignore distance, ignore cultivation, ignore any defense, ignore any attack, ignore any means, and it will definitely kill the victim with one blow!

Under this terrifying power, whether it is the dozens of layers of protective shields outside Zen Master Mingdeng's body and the spiritual shield of the Mahayana period, or the phantom of the big blue bell of the Hundred Calamity Dharma and the defensive magic weapon, none of them have any impact on the Jiuxiao God-killing Spear. Caused a slight obstacle, even the Buddha's tears in his mouth did not play any role under the influence of the great power of this innate treasure.

Even he couldn't resist it, let alone the other three old monks following closely behind him.

The black light appears and disappears in just an instant!

Zen Master Mingdeng took a step one second, and a big hole was knocked out of his chest the next second. Then, this peak monk in the Mahayana period fell forward and fell face to face on the grass.

The three old monks behind him followed closely.

Feeling the rapid passage of life force, Zen Master Mingdeng couldn't help but have a strong look of horror in his eyes.

He finally understood the meaning of the word 'Xiantian' that Junior Brother Ming Ding only had time to say when he was dying. He also understood clearly that when Junior Brother Ming Chan was dying, he grabbed a corner of his cassock and said to him: "Brother, let's go quickly. The meaning of the sentence "can't stop it".

Because the Jiuxiao Divine Spear did not yet have a treasure holder, when this innate treasure penetrated his chest, part of the information was clearly perceived by him.

"It turns out... this is a complete innate treasure with the main purpose of killing..."

As he lay dying, the power of the Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear emerged in his mind.

"As long as you provide life span, you can make this innate treasure ignore the world, ignore time and space, ignore distance, ignore cultivation, ignore any defense, ignore any attack, ignore any means, and it will definitely kill the victim with one blow!"

Thinking of so many 'ignorances', Zen Master Mingdeng subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth.

He could fully expect that when the true power of this innate treasure reaches the ears of the world, even the immortal Yao Yuqing will have to be careful when walking around the world.

And this innate treasure will bring a big surprise to the immortals in the fairy world and the Yin gods in the underworld after the return of heaven and earth!

He knew even more clearly that this innate treasure would definitely become a nightmare for countless monks and gods!

After thinking of this, Zen Master Mingdeng suddenly felt a sense of honor in his heart.

"The old monk is actually qualified to die under this innate treasure. This life is considered to be in vain!"

"The only pity is...the old monk never saw the appearance of this innate treasure until his death..."

As soon as he thought about it, all his life was gone.

This Mahayana monk finally died with a smile on his face.

During this time, the old monks following him also died under the black light that they could not perceive and could not see clearly. In the end, only an old monk who was one step behind them did not touch Jiuxiao because he walked slowly. Fortunately, he survived the cordon of the God-killing Gun.

But when he looked around and found that all of the twenty-four brothers who were on the trip had passed away without even seeing the person who was plotting against them, he was so filled with panic and terror that the perfect state of mind that he had cultivated for thousands of years collapsed instantly.

"Do not kill me!"

"Do not kill me!"

He murmured these four words with a dull expression, and instinctively retreated into the forest.

The front legs of his figure disappeared, and a golden beam of light rushed from the sky in a downward arc from the back legs, and finally stopped in front of the corpses of the monks.

After the golden light dissipated, Qin Mu's figure was revealed.

He glanced anxiously at the entrance to the forest. He knew nothing about what happened in the forest. Uncle Cang and others were still waiting for him. He then looked at the corpses on the ground and subconsciously let out a breath.

A few breaths ago, on his way here on Yunzhongjin, the beep of the Jiuxiao God-killing Spear suddenly rang in his mind.

"Your Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear consumed two hundred years of life to kill a Yuanshen-stage monk. After receiving feedback, your lifespan increased by 1,600 points, and your luck increased by 481 points. Your merits Increase by 110,000, and the spiritual power in your body will increase by 320 years!”

"Your Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear consumed two hundred years of life to kill a Yuanshen-stage monk. After receiving feedback, your lifespan increased by one thousand two hundred years, your luck increased by two hundred points, and your merit increased by twenty-three." Wan, the spiritual power in your body has increased for 618 years!"

"Your Nine Heavens Killing Divine Spear consumed 800 years of life to kill a Mahayana monk. After receiving feedback, your lifespan increased by 14,900 points, your luck increased by 6,800 points, and your The merit increases by 4.51 million, and the spiritual power in your body increases by 3,267 years!"

Before Qin Mu left, he only stored a thousand years of longevity in the body of the Jiuxiao God-killing Spear. When these feedbacks appeared, he was worried about the safety of Cang Bo and others, so he all chose to refuse. The connection between the guns allows these feedback items to continue to remain in the body of the Nine Heavens Killing God Gun, providing him with continued motivation.

He turned back to Nalan Fusheng, who was flying side by side with Yun Zhongjin under him, and said: "Nalan Banner Master, I suddenly feel a sense of crisis in my heart. Maybe my family is in danger, so Take the first step.”

Having said that, before Nalan Fusheng could respond, he transformed into a golden light and rushed towards the ground instantly from Yun Zhongjin's body.

Because he was worried about hitting the ground, Qin Mu controlled this magical power to turn while he was in mid-air.

This was originally his attempt. He was ready to use the 'Indestructible Diamond'. Unexpectedly, the golden light he turned into turned around just before falling to the ground, and became parallel to the ground. He hit the ground and rushed into the forest below.

Nalan Fusheng, who was on the other side of Yun Zhongjin, saw that as soon as Qin Mu finished speaking, he turned into a golden beam, pulled out a golden thread in a downward arc, and disappeared from his eyes in an instant, and his expression was stunned for a moment. .

He had a strict upbringing and never uttered bad words. After watching the golden beam of light disappear from his eyes in the blink of an eye, he murmured: "My maidservant, you really go too far to bully others. Isn't this what the fifth level of Qi Refining can do?" magical power?"

From the first moment he saw Qin Mu, he knew that this envoy was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

Now that this magical power was being used, he suddenly felt that he had finally lived up to the training of the Demon Suppression Division for so many years, and he was a good judge of people.

Immediately afterwards, he recalled what Qin Mu had said humbly in the meeting hall, saying that he did not know how to control a sword, let alone fly with a sword.

Nalan Fusheng pursed his lips. If he had such magical powers, then only a fool would be willing to wield a sword.

(End of this chapter)