Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 326 [The World-Destroying Black Lotus, the Beginning of Calamity]

The moment Wutian appeared, the black lotus trembled suddenly, seeming to be jumping for joy. The people he had been waiting for for the Million Dollar Society finally arrived.

"The twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus, I didn't expect it to be this spiritual treasure."

Wutian would not fail to understand what this spiritual treasure means. It is a top innate spiritual treasure, and it is also a sacred object of the demon clan, but he does not know why it was left here.

Wutian smiled slightly, "So this is my chance. With this spiritual treasure, my strength will definitely rise to the next level."

Wutian stretched out his palm, and the twelve-grade world-destroying black lotus trembled instantly, rose up and flew towards Wutian, and landed steadily on Wutian's palm.

"Haha! If this is the case, Buddhism will definitely fail."

Wutian Yuanshen just invaded the black lotus and directly refined the ten restrictions.

The black lotus is the most precious treasure of the demon clan, and Wutian is the son of destiny of the demon clan in this era. It is equivalent to the ancestor of the current demon sect. It is naturally easy to refine this black lotus.

As Wutian refined the world-destroying black lotus, everything about the black lotus suddenly emerged in his mind.

What is contained in this world-destroying black lotus is naturally the law of demons, the original law of Wutian. In addition to the laws of demons, he also has a broken law of creation left behind by the Chaos Green Lotus.

Although it is broken, it gives this black lotus a powerful vitality. Under the influence of this source of creation, this black lotus derives a world-destroying black light, which is designed to defile other people's souls.

No matter how strong the ascetic heart is in seeking the truth, they may turn into demons under the influence of this world-destroying black light.

This may also be the reason why this twelve-level world-destroying black lotus is regarded as the most precious treasure of the demon clan. With the existence of this black lotus, a group of people who are dedicated to demons can be catalyzed in a short period of time.

Mora Tian.

The Lord of Strength looked at the black lotus in Wutian's hand, and raised the corners of his mouth, "With this demon treasure, the power of the demons will completely descend on the heavens."

"Go, Wutian, and complete your mission."

Wutian's body trembled slightly, and he knelt down directly on the ground, kowtowing to the Lord of Strength, "Master, the disciple has gone."

Wutian knows what the mission that the Lord of Power is talking about. He may not succeed on this road, and even Wutian doesn't know whether it can be completed, but this is his mission.

As Wutian descended from the mountain, the originally peaceful ancient land began to lose its ripples. With the World-Destroying Black Lotus in hand, Wutian soon gained a force in the ancient land.

Among this force, there are people from various sects and sects. They all were eroded by the black lotus and gave birth to demonic hearts and escaped into the demonic sect.

From Zhang Yan's perspective, the ancient land that was like clear water began to gradually become turbid after Wutian's drop of ink dripped in, gradually eroding the entire ancient land.

However, the area of ​​the prehistoric earth is more than billions and billions of creatures. Although Wutian has the World-Destroying Black Lotus, it is not that simple to organize a group of forces that can compete with Buddhism. At least it does not take ten thousand years. It is absolutely impossible. Finish.

Zizhou Mansion.

Zhang Yan sat cross-legged in the main hall and murmured softly: "The seeds of hatred have taken root and sprouted, waiting to grow into the big tree in the sky. It won't take long."

"However, this opportunity may allow Nezha to go there."

Nezha is the reincarnation of the demon bead. He is the essence of the demonic energy of Luohu, the ancestor of the demon. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a young master of the demon clan.

Especially with the great rise of the demon clan, Nezha can gain a lot of benefits, and it is not certain that he can break through to the quasi-sage in one fell swoop.

"I'm curious how Buddhism can survive this great tribulation of Mara without the victory over the Buddha."

Zhang Yan couldn't help but feel a little funny when he thought about the details of the Great Tribulation of Mara. He was afraid that Buddhism was about to be destroyed this time, and it might be difficult for them to recover after the Great Tribulation of Maru. After all, the one who overcame the great tribulation of Mara this time was Buddhism.

Heaven, a fairy palace.

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and Nezha, who still looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, suddenly wakes up from meditation.

"The great rise of the demon clan has nothing to do with me."

Nezha disliked the demons from the bottom of his heart. After all, the incident at Chentangguan left an indelible impression on him when he was young.

If possible, he would even like to abandon the demonic nature of his body, but as so many years have passed, Nezha has also deeply understood Zhang Yan's teachings.

Just like now, although Nezha is in the form of a magic bead, he is still a famous immortal official in heaven. Who dares to be disrespectful to him?

"However, if this trip can help me break through to the Quasi-Saint, it doesn't matter if I go."

Nezha quickly made up his mind to wake up.

The three of them, Yang Jiao, were all recruited into Zhang Yan's sect at about the same time. Needless to say, Yang Jiao inherited Zhang Yan's Taoism. His path is very smooth, and it is only a matter of time before he breaks through to the quasi-sage.

Needless to say, Yang Jian fell into seclusion after traveling westward. He was afraid that when he came out of seclusion, he would become a quasi-sage.

Nezha, he now has no worries about food and clothing, and it has been a long time since he reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian. He is not particularly anxious about a breakthrough in cultivation, but if he has the opportunity, he will naturally not miss it.

Soon, Nezha said goodbye to the Li Jingyin family and headed towards the ancient land.

Xiniu Hezhou, above Lingshan Mountain.

The faces of all the Buddhas were sad, and they no longer held flowers and smiled as before.

Even the Many Treasures Tathagata has no interest in preaching sutras to the Buddhas.

"Tathagata, I, Buddha, the current world has descended for a calamity, which seems to be closely related to my Buddhism. I wonder if a saint can make some calculations?"

The lantern-burning ancient Buddha below spoke slowly. The wrinkles on his face could almost kill a fly, which showed his inner annoyance.

Tathagata Duobao shook his head and sighed, "The calamity is approaching. This is the greatest calamity in the world. No one can calculate the details."

"However, this calamity is far greater than the war between lich and demons. I am afraid it will sweep across the entire three realms of humans, gods, and Buddhas, and no one will be spared."

"Amitabha."

After the Randen Ancient Buddha learned the answer, he softly recited the Buddha's name and did not speak.

The reason why the ancient Buddhist monk Ran Deng was so depressed was that he had deduced from this great calamity that he would have a great calamity. If he could not survive it, he would probably die and disappear forever in the world.

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng, who has practiced for millions of yuan, has never felt such a depressed mood. It is really because he must have a calamity this time, and there is no way to escape this calamity.

Thinking of this, Ran Deng became more and more bitter inside.

Looking south from the prehistoric times to the Buzhou area.

Since Wutian came down from the mountain, he did not hide anything, but directly used the banner of the demon clan, and the wind and rain rolled up in the southern continent, and for a time he was unparalleled in power.

(End of this chapter)