Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 351 Like a dream in vain

As if aware of Wen Lianggong's abnormality, the old ghost's voice sounded.

"what do you want to do?"

Wen Lianggong said lightly: "Do you know how I bound my golden finger?"

"Goldfinger?" The old ghost was a little confused: "What it is, it sounds interesting."

Wen Lianggong showed a smile, but did not respond to the old ghost's words.

He inserted the flag gun into the ground with his backhand, and the tip of the gun, which had sucked the blood of the divine soldier, revealed a different kind of cold light at this moment.

The next moment, Wen Lianggong took a few steps forward and looked up at the Tianmen that had long since disappeared and the thick clouds that had closed again.

"Tell me, which human god is this Yunluo Jinxiu? It is so shocking that it can be said to recreate the universe and reshape the human world!"

The old ghost noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong with Wen Lianggong. Before he could continue to ask, he saw Wen Lianggong suddenly falling backwards.

The old ghost's solemn voice sounded, and he said with disbelief: "Now that you have reached Mahayana, you actually want to seek death?!"

"How did you find out!? Impossible, impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He slowly raised his hand and spread his fingers gently, as if grasping the void.

"What did you do?!"

For a long time, when Wen Lianggong was dying, the old ghost finally couldn't help but speak. His voice was full of resentment and ferocity, and invaded Wen Lianggong's brain with incomparable madness.

The old ghost who had been shouting and couldn't believe it suddenly became silent.

The tip of the spear pierced Wen Lianggong's body, penetrated his heart, and emerged from his chest.

Wen Lianggong, who was suppressing his own special power, felt that his eyes were turning black and his throat was fishy and sweet.

The old woman spoke sharply, trying to shake the Buddha bone relic in Wen Lianggong's hand and drag it into the environment again.

Wen Lianggong suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the Buddha bone relics he held tightly in his hands. In front of him, stood a golden figure with an illusory figure, who looked like an old woman.

His hair was sparse and his face was gloomy. He was a replica of Qiu Qianchi in the book. His whole face was distorted, and he stared at Wen Lianggong with an expression of incomparable resentment.

As if he heard something ridiculous, the old ghost yelled in disbelief: "Are you out of your mind?!"

The old ghost's voice was filled with incredible shock and an extremely angry roar.

"Are you seeking death?!"

It's a pity that the Buddha's bone relics are allowed to spread out like ripples of Buddha's light, but it no longer affects Wen Lianggong in the slightest.

Feeling the rapid loss of power in his body, Wen Lianggong said calmly: "All potential dharma is like a dream."

The entire floating sky was completely shaking at this moment, the sky and the earth began to change color, black clouds rolled, and the wind howled.

"How did you find out?!"

Feeling what happened when he was dragged into the illusion by this Buddha bone relic, Wen Lianggong couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He was dragged along by this horse for almost a year.

The only good thing is that the improvement in my realm is genuine.

If there were no prompts from the attribute panel, I'm afraid I would really fall into it, step by step towards the illusion carefully woven by this old woman. While activating the golden elixir and constricting the elixir energy and continuously absorbing the energy from the Buddha's bone relics in his hands, Wen Lianggong looked at the old woman whose figure was becoming more and more illusory, and said lightly: "Is this your Buddhist realm?"

The old woman fell into madness at this moment, and seemed to find it difficult to accept Wen Lianggong's sudden escape from the illusion.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if you die or commit suicide, you will never be able to leave my Buddhist kingdom!"

The fact is indeed as the old woman said. Once the consciousness is formed, it is basically impossible to break it again, unless there is someone from the outside to protect the way and help, or it is pulled by the master's artifact.

Otherwise it would be impossible to escape.

Not to mention that Wen Lianggong, who had nothing to offer, turned the impossible into the possible and abruptly escaped from the illusion of the Buddhist kingdom.

Looking at the old woman who kept talking about the impossibility, Wen Lianggong shook his head secretly. This old woman was crazy. She thought the plot was developing well, but she didn't expect that she didn't act according to common sense and broke the other person's Buddha heart. , the mind has been completely distorted.

In this environment, it is extremely normal for the body and mind to become distorted.

The energy of the Buddha's bone relic was quickly absorbed by him, and the old woman's golden figure became more and more transparent.

The old woman, who seemed to have finally discovered the clue, finally regained some sanity. She raised her head and said urgently: "Stop first, I have a magical power that I can teach you!"

"The art of three heads and six arms?"

Hearing Wen Lianggong casually tell her biggest secret, the old woman's expression finally changed and she said sternly: "How did you know?"

After a pause, she asked urgently: "Are you the teacher's disciple? Or the descendant of which senior brother?"

"No, I'm just a passerby."

Seeing how the dove egg-sized relic was quickly absorbed in a short period of time, Wen Lianggong finally showed a smile on his face.

Although this trip was extremely dangerous, and I almost fell into this old woman's Buddhist kingdom and was completely sunk and unable to extricate myself, it was still rewarding in the end.

The energy of this Buddha bone relic is extremely pure, and it only needs a little transformation before it can be used for your own use.

After all, the three-point return vitality has the foundation of Amitabha Golden Clothes, and controlling pure Buddhist power is completely trivial.

The old woman saw Wen Lianggong grabbing the relics and vowing not to give up until he sucked them dry and wiped them clean. She was completely panicked. She still wanted to live.

Hiding in the relics for so many years, I just look forward to being reborn one day. I have worked so hard and devoted myself to planning Wen Lianggong, just for the sake of the other party's perfect and pure body.

She has never seen such a spiritually transparent body, even comparable to that of the monkey born and raised there.

"Wait, wait, I'm still useful, I'm still useful, don't you want to know the changes in this world, don't you want to know the secret of the three-headed and six-armed technique? This is a great magical power, far beyond the comparison of small magical powers!"

Wen Lianggong didn't bother to talk to this old woman. This old woman was obviously the true spirit of the bronze Bodhisattva.

He kept watching the old woman scream again and again, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared between the sky and the earth. At the same time, a message appeared on the horizon, and then she stopped.

'Ding, you successfully killed a bodhisattva true spirit, gained 20 mythical auras, and skill points +20'

Cool! !

Looking at the long-lost information prompt panel, Wen Lianggong slowly let go of his hand. The Buddha bone relic, which was originally the size of a pigeon egg, now seemed to be a bright spot smaller than a grain of rice.

Wen Lianggong hesitated for a moment, but finally kept it. Although it was too small to be seen, the frame of the Buddha's bone relic was still there. As long as it was properly cultivated, it might not be unable to grow again.

(End of this chapter)