Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 115

"Clang clang clang..."

The soul-fixing clock vibrated endlessly, Shi Wuxie's movements had been restricted all the time, and he was completely at a disadvantage, but Xie Wuxie's physical body made his recovery ability extremely strong, and for a while, the real Yiji couldn't do anything about it.

Shi Wuxie's huge head kept roaring, and the sound of the soul-fixing bell kept interfering with his soul, making him want to go crazy, but he knew that the Xuanxian in front of him was well versed in the way of refining corpses , if he completely loses his mind, he will definitely be suppressed by him.

"There is no way to go on like this, we have to find a breakthrough! Otherwise, we are in danger of dying today!" Shi Wuxie's mind skipped a beat, reminding him that if he dragged on, there would be a big crisis.

Just as he was about to fight desperately, a little monk in fluttering white clothes appeared in midair.

"Ok?"

Daoist Yiji showed a strange expression, he did not expect this little monk to be a fairy-level figure, hesitantly appeared in his eyes, and said: "You monk, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, otherwise I want you to look good!"

There was a strong threat in the tone, but there was also a trace of fear. He couldn't see the existence of cultivation in this monk before, and he couldn't see it clearly now.

There are only two possibilities for this situation to happen, one is that the other party has hidden aura or treasures, and the other is that the other party's cultivation has surpassed his own.

As soon as Xuanzang pointed it out, the real Yiji was restrained, his immortal energy was sealed up all over his body, he couldn't move at all, and he fell from the air to the ground.

Shock!

There was a huge wave in my heart!
Unexpectedly, this mediocre little monk in front of him turned out to be a power with a higher level of cultivation than himself!
Zhenren Yiji's heart gradually changed from shock to bitterness, and now he hit the iron plate, it's unlucky, it's over!
I tried my best to move my lips and said: "Senior, I feel sorry for the offensive words just now, and I also want to eliminate evil and defend the Tao. Please show mercy outside the law. The adults don't remember the faults of the villains, please spare my life! "

Zhu Bajie smiled, and glanced at the ordinary people on the ground who would have died if Master hadn't secretly protected them, his eyes showed pity.

"Bajie, is his little clock related to your Soul Requiem?" Xuanzang turned his head and asked, taking the fiery red little bell and throwing it to Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie looked shocked, and thought to himself: "How did Master discover the vision of the Soul Requiem Bell in my body? Could it be that the cultivation of immortality has broken through again?"

"Master, I haven't figured it out yet, maybe I will know some information when I refine it!"

Zhu Bajie happily took over the flying red bell, wiped off the imprint of Yuanshen attached to it, and refined it on the spot.

When Zhu Bajie erased the imprint of his primordial spirit, real Yiji suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and was even more shocked in his heart.

To erase the imprint of his primordial spirit so casually, his cultivation must have surpassed his own, and he couldn't help feeling even more desperate.

Si Wuxie at the side also quieted down, not daring to make any excessive movements, and returned to the appearance of a peerless handsome man.

"The poor monk asks you, where did you get that flaming little clock? What is the origin?" Xuanzang asked aloud.

Immortal Yiji blinked his eyes, moved his lips and said, "Senior, if I answer, can you let me go?"

"cannot!"

Immortal Yiji's face turned ashen when he heard the words, and he was about to smash the jar, but he didn't answer.

"However... I can keep your remnant soul and go to the underworld to be reincarnated!" Xuanzang continued.

Hearing this, Master Yiji couldn't help but feel sad, thinking of his tens of thousands of years of hard work, now turned into running water, fortunately, he can have the opportunity to reincarnate, if he doesn't end up in the end of his soul and soul, then everything is true All empty.

Thinking about this, Master Yiji said: "I got this soul-fixing clock from Xueyang Mountain by accident. It is a strange low-grade spiritual treasure that can restrain the soul. I searched all over the ancient books and found that this soul-fixing clock is It is a complete set of sub-components of a high-grade innate spirit treasure, and the set of Twelve God-killing Bells is composed of twelve such small clocks, and also includes a bell frame comparable to a middle-grade spirit treasure..."

Hearing this, Xuanzang couldn't help being a little disappointed, he thought this little clock had something to do with the legendary Chaos Clock!
If one's cultivation has reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, a spirit treasure is needed to kill the corpse. The better the spirit treasure, the more mana can be extracted after killing the corpse.

He already has a Chaos Orb in his hand, which is a treasure of the Chaos Spirit Treasure level, so he wants to gather three high-quality spirit treasures to kill the corpses, so that he will not face the unbalanced strength of the three corpses. status.

Xuanzang sighed slightly, and waved his sleeves directly, a transparent hole appeared on the head of the real Yiji, the primordial spirit was strangled by the power of the law, leaving only a trace of remnant soul sent to the place of reincarnation in the underworld.

Shi Wuxie's body was already slowly retreating, his legs were trembling a little, and he didn't expect that the handsome human being he wanted to devour had such terrifying strength.

"Amitabha Buddha... the benefactor has committed many evils and harmed innocent people. It is time to go to the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to purify his evil karma!"

A Buddha's name sounded from behind him, making him tremble in shock, and when he looked back, he saw a smiling young monk pointing his finger.

"Forgive me!"

The chest was pierced and a hole appeared.

From it, he took out a bead with strong corpse aura. It was black in color and exuded corpse aura. This was the essence of the corpse monster. If the core of the corpse was not destroyed, the corpse monster could always be reborn with the help of the corpse.

With a slight tap of the finger, the primordial spirit above the corpse core dissipated, leaving only a corpse core lying quietly in Xuanzang's palm.

"Oh!"

Shi Wuxie's body turned into a hundred-foot-long evil corpse, and fell straight up, stirring up a cloud of dust and dust.

Those believers who had been transformed into bodies, black water suddenly flowed from their necks at this time, and their bodies were separated one by one, and they died before they had time to snort.

"Amitabha, you have lived a little longer. Now dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and the evil karma in the world has been settled! So good!" Xuanzang murmured in a low voice. The dead bodies were buried.

Shi Wuxie's body and real Naiji were taken into the avenue space, and controlled by the system, they were automatically transformed into source power to replenish each avenue, and the Lingbao coffin was also stored in the Chaos Orb by him.

Master Taiyun hurried down from the far side at this time, and with him were the two heavenly elders who ran away last time, and his apprentice Yuxuanzi who was a little timid.

"The mage has done a great merit by killing the corpse now. The old Taoist really admires him very much. I don't know if the master has any plans to join as an enshrinement. Our Lingji sect needs an expert like you to sit in the command. If you Don't give up, the old Taoist is willing to take the position of elder in the ether..."

"Amitabha, the poor monk is just a wandering monk, and he doesn't want to join any school. Besides, Lao Dao, you are a Taoist school. Don't you think it's weird to invite the poor monk to join you as the Supreme Elder?" Xuanzang asked.

Venerable Taiyun waved his hands quickly, and said with a smile: "The old Taoist is the patriarch of the sect. If the master joins, it is not uncommon to change to a temple to practice Buddhism! The road leads to the same path!"

Xuanzang looked at Master Taiyun who was talking eloquently in surprise, "Oh? You have such advanced ideas! Tsk tsk, not bad, it's just that the poor monk has no intention of doing this, so don't bring it up again!"

The origin of Buddha is Tao, which was realized in advance by such a patriarch of a small sect of immortality. I really feel ashamed for those gods and Buddhas who have played dog brains for doctrinal disputes.

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(End of this chapter)