Laozi, the Great Supreme Being

Chapter 1018 Disciple falls, finger bone relics

Countless great powers looked at this scene, whether they were high-ranking saints or a casual cultivator with only the strength of Da Luo Jinxian, they all sighed bitterly in their hearts, and their moods were quite complicated.

"Alas, what a pity for a powerful disciple of the Western Sect. With a little training, there will be successors of the Western Sect."

Although it was no surprise that the Great Medicine King’s master, the Western Saint, led the Taoist to victory and eliminated the last obstacle to the attack on Demon Ancestor Wutian, but seeing the Great Medicine King Bodhisattva, a generation of Western Gods and Buddhas, come to an end, it was not enough. There was a trace of joy, but the hatred towards Demon Ancestor Wutian soared to the sky.

If Demon Ancestor Wutian hadn't caused trouble, how could there have been such a tragedy as masters fighting each other in front of so many great masters?

The saint from the Western Sect in the distance saw the end of the final battle and remained silent for a long time. His eyes just stared at the direction where the Great Medicine King Bodhisattva disappeared. His pupils became more and more gloomy, exuding frightening energy.

The Taoist Taoist leader who suppressed the disciple in Tianji with his own hands was also nervous for a while. Could it be that he had struck too hard? Why was his beloved disciple really dead and without any trace left behind?

Originally, I listened to the advice of fellow Taoist priests and killed my beloved disciple in an attempt to leave a trace of the soul to be restored to another day. But at this moment, not only the soul has disappeared, but even the bones have turned into powder. The wind dispersed.

Above the sky, Taoist Jie Yin became more and more anxious, his eyes fixed on the gradually clearing black mist, his hands clenched, and he searched over and over again unwilling to give up.

"Junior brother, don't be anxious, don't blame yourself. I think our disciple, the Great Medicine King, has too strong a desire to protect the Dharma. I know you intend to save his life, but his dignity has been insulted. As a person from the Western religion, being captured by the Western Demonic Cult is inherently harmful. It is against dignity, and it is now like this by the people of the Western Demon Cult. You have no face to face our masters. Alas, you are simply seeking death. It is impossible for the soul to exist. "

"For today's plan, let's see if there are any bones left. We will ceremoniously lead them back to the Pure Land of Western Bliss in the future, so that they can be worshiped by all people, be blessed with the power of faith and merit, and strive to be It recreates the golden body and recreates the soul.”

The Zhunti Taoist preached to his soul.

However, the Taoist guide can also hear it. When these words are spoken, the senior brother is also very uncertain. Obviously, he is not sure whether this approach will allow him to see his beloved disciple, the Great Medicine King Bodhisattva, again one day in the future. .

Taoist Jie Yin is getting more and more impatient, but he also understands that now is not the time to give up. He can only calm himself down as much as possible, work hard to explore and make plans.

Nothing was found in the drifting dark clouds above the sky. However, just when Taoist Jie Yin was about to give up helplessly, his eyes suddenly twisted, and all he saw was in the thick black mist. There are a few faint rays of light that are very dazzling.

The light seemed to be broken away, flickering and slowly dimming. "Well, could it be the relic left by the Great Medicine King Bodhisattva? Junior brother, take action quickly, otherwise it will completely dissipate in the wind."

The urgent voice of Taoist Zhunti came over anxiously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Taoist Jieyin had already taken action, holding the dots of light in the black mist in his hand, and then slowly opened his palm, only to see a few groups of silver light flickering, and a familiar feeling The fluctuation came out, making Taoist Jie Yin very excited.

At this time, the silver light trembled slightly, and then the light became strong. In the deepest position of the silver light, several curls of soul slowly rose up. They were the remaining traces of the Great Medicine King's soul.

It is really a miracle that the souls of these great medicine kings can survive, but they may all dissipate.

"The broken soul of the Great Medicine King is too weak. I'd better put it into the twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit and nourish it for a period of time. It contains almost all the luck of Western religion. With time, I think it can be His soul has been completely repaired, and then his physical body will be reshaped, and it will not be far away to return to the prehistoric times."

The Taoist guide muttered.

"Shan, just follow your junior brother's advice."

Zhunti Taoist agreed.

Then the Taoist guide carefully placed the relics of the Great Medicine King into the twelve-grade golden lotus to warm them up.

On the side, Demon Ancestor Wu Tian saw that the Taoist leader had beaten his puppet Great Medicine King Bodhisattva into flying ash without any hesitation, and his wish to use it to restrain the Second Saint of the Western Sect was completely in vain. His eyes instantly shrank.

However, at the next moment, he noticed the gazes from around him being directed at him. He calmly suppressed his strange emotions, and then calmly said to the Taoist guide.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, what a wonderful battle. Master Jie Yin is still strong and worthy of being a great Western power with profound cultivation. His ruthless methods are becoming more and more like the style of the Western Demonic Cult."

(End of this chapter)