One pound of meat equals one attribute point

"The demon state is a bit interesting." Su Heng touched his chin, and a light of joy flashed in his eyes.

Su Heng's terrifying strength mainly comes from two points. The first point is one's own physique and state of mind, which is fundamental. The second point is the blessings brought by Bawu, Dragon Marrow, Golden Crow Heart, etc., many secret techniques and changes in flesh and blood, which are also extremely important.

The demon state and the domineering state should be similar.

However, the aspects of focus are different. The former is more in the spiritual field and is ever-changing.

The latter is a huge increase in physical fitness, maximizing strength and speed.

certainly.

The demon state has not yet been unlocked.

These inferences are just Su Heng's subjective guesses.

What the specific situation will be then depends on how much change this period of practice can bring.

In addition to the changes on the attribute panel, after absorbing the remaining spiritual power in the statue. In Su Heng's mind, there were many more insights about cultivation. He frowned slightly and sorted through these memories again. Then he spread his fingers, just like instinct, and a green light shrouded the outside and radiated out.

"Pharmacist Glazed Light!" Ke Yulan's pupils trembled slightly as she recognized the origin of this magical power.

That day in Yunzhongtian, Xie Xianyu used the same method to deal with Su Heng. The defense brought by Medicine Master Liuliguang was quite impressive. Su Heng defeated it in one fell swoop only after he liberated the true form of Tyrannosaurus. But now, the same method is in Su Heng's hands.

No matter the effect or scope, they are completely different, not on the same level at all.

In particular, the pharmacist's glazed light can block attacks in the spiritual realm.

This made Su Heng particularly happy.

Wait until you meet King Dingxuan next time.

Even if the other party recovers to its peak and condenses the Dharma form again.

When the time comes, with the magical power of Medicine Master Liuliguang in hand, he will also be able to block and counterattack. He will no longer be like a wooden man, locked in place and used as a living target. And this is just one statue. If all the spiritual power of the dozen or so statues behind it is absorbed.

if everything goes well.

Su Heng should be able to obtain several magical powers from it, and his methods will be much richer. He will not be afraid of being collected information and deliberately targeted.

"Let's go to the next place!" Su Heng said to Ke Yulan.

"Understood." Ke Yulan nodded and walked in front.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart. Ever since the conflict occurred over the Anshe Lie Dragon Tomb, Ke Yulan has been collecting information about Su Heng. She knew that the opponent's strength was improving at an alarming rate, but when she saw it with her own eyes, it was a completely different feeling.

In such a short period of less than half a day, Su Heng had already completed a journey that ordinary Tiangui might not be able to complete in hundreds of years.

Such a growth rate...

It is no longer something that can be described as a monster.

He is simply an evil god that is incomprehensible!

Ke Yulan was the first to leave the cave and come outside.

Su Heng conveniently picked out a piece of crystal that glowed with green light from the cave, and crushed it with a little force. Countless crystal fragments turned into gravel in Su Heng's hands and scattered along the gaps between his fingers.

"Seeing these crystals glowing, I thought they were some kind of radioactive minerals." Su Heng thought with some regret.

It turns out to be just an ordinary crystal.

Even now, integrating the seeds of destruction. The atomic breath brought by the Golden Crow's heart is still the most destructive trump card among all Su Heng's methods.

But this is far from the peak of the Golden Crow's heart. After all, it has been severely injured and a large amount of flesh and blood was removed by Su Heng.

Su Heng tried to repair it several times, but with little success.

Until now.

After seeing these glowing crystals, an idea came to his mind.

"Perhaps we can repair the Golden Crow's heart by absorbing certain radioactive minerals, or even further strengthen its power."

Su Heng thought about it carefully and thought this method was feasible.

"Write it down for now, and then we can arrange for my subordinates to help find out the information." With this thought, Su Hengheng bent down, lowered his head and walked out of the cave.

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Dang!

Dang!

Dang!

Rolling snow-capped mountains and barren Gobi.

The cold wind blowing from the distant sky was like a knife, whining, creating a desolate and vast scene.

But in such a lifeless land, there is an ancient temple made of gold and colored glaze. Buddha statues more than 100 meters high stand among the red walls. There are many tall towers, and nine-colored prayer flags are flying in the sky.

The sound of ancient chanting mixed with the smell of incense and butter came from the temple.

This is the Temple of One Hundred Buddhas.

It is also the temple with the widest spread of Dharma among the three major tantric sects.

It was afternoon, and beams of golden light shone through the vast sky and fell into the temple. But it was unable to penetrate the depths of the Hundred Buddhas Temple, the thick darkness that was like substance. In the center of the Hundred Buddhas Temple is a huge palace with white walls and red tiles, which is thirty-three meters high.

It was equally dark inside.

Only vaguely can be seen the majestic golden Buddha statue in the center of the temple.

Under the Buddha statue, Sorban's long hair, which was as long as a fierce horse, was completely shaved off. He folded his hands and sat cross-legged on the vermilion lotus platform. There are golden lamps the size of a child's hand placed around the lotus platform, with dark red lines of fire jumping inside and curls of white smoke filling the air.

The white smoke rises upward, but it condenses in the majestic hall and never disperses.

From a distance, it looked like a bunch of pale fences, sealing Solban's tall and burly body inside.

Lost his freedom, unable to move.

The barbarian king who was famous in the Skeleton Plain had a calm expression.

But there was a touch of sadness in his dark and deep pupils, but it could not be dispelled no matter what.

Around the hall, eighteen high monks in the Tiangui realm, wearing red robes, formed an incomplete circle, surrounding Solban. They held vajra bells and gavels in their hands, and hung rosaries made of brow bones around their necks, and a Dharma drum Zamaru made of monks' skulls and human skin around their waists.

At this time, they chanted scriptures while dancing.

Shaking the vajra bell in his hand and hitting the Zamaru hanging on his waist with the gavel, a rhythmic sound came out.

And as these Tiangui high monks chanted together, the lights in the golden cups around Solban suddenly lit up.

A large amount of smoke, like a countercurrent waterfall, filled the entire hall.

And in the increasingly distant drumbeats.

Solban's originally bright and deep pupils gradually spread out, appearing a little dull, and even clear saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, falling on the magnificent chest engraved with golden Sanskrit.

Bang!

In the darkness, a footstep suddenly came.

Although the sound was slight, it was particularly noticeable in the neat drumbeats.

Especially Solban, under the chanting of many Tiangui monks, his consciousness had clearly begun to be trance. After hearing this familiar sound, he still raised his head suddenly. On his broad face like a horse, there was a trace of doubt, pain, confusion, etc.

Coming out of the darkness was a thin figure.

His body was hunched, exuding a rotten smell, and his two dark blue eyes were deeply sunken in his eye sockets.

This man held a golden staff in his left hand as a crutch to support his body.

In the other hand, he held a bowl made of a monk's head, which contained a thin layer of butter.

This skinny old man was the current host of the Hundred Buddha Temple.

The Great Wisdom Venerable, Shariputra.

It was Shariputra who predicted that a son of a dragon would be born in the world.

He then sent people to search for him and brought the young Barbarian King Solban back to the temple. In the following decades, he taught him carefully, and the two of them were both master and apprentice, and father and son. But now he was betrayed, and a restriction implanted in Solban's body when he was young was activated.

After losing consciousness for a short time.

When he woke up again, he saw the scene in front of him.

The two looked at each other, and Solban looked sad, "Master, what did I do wrong?"

The Great Wisdom Venerable was silent for a while, and in the silence, the Tiangui Zen Masters who were surrounding him also sat down again. White smoke came out of their smooth foreheads, and their faces were dark red. Even with the help of the prohibition, they were exhausted in order to suppress Solban.

Several of the younger monks were even trembling slightly at this time. They were exhausted and almost fell down and fainted on the ground.

However, even so.

They also tried not to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the master and apprentice in the middle of the hall.

"Child..." After a long silence, the Great Wisdom Venerable sighed and whispered, "You did nothing wrong."

"It's this world that is wrong."

"The myth battlefield has arrived, the turmoil in Changshengtian has deepened, the wind and rain are swaying, and the situation is becoming more and more dangerous." The Great Wisdom Venerable said calmly, "Only you have such qualifications. Lead the ancient Buddha from the other end of the sea of ​​suffering. For the inheritance of Tantra, this is a necessary sacrifice."

"So, when you killed my family and took me away from the tribe, you already knew that the myth battlefield would be opened, right?" Solban's smile was a little bitter.

The head of the Great Wisdom Master bowed deeply.

I don't know why.

After decades of getting along, he now dared not look directly into the eyes of his apprentice.

"Don't blame me. As a person in power, you must let go of everything and make sacrifices." The Great Wisdom Master turned the Buddhist beads in his hand and silently recited a few scriptures. When he looked up again, there was a vast Buddha light in his eyes, and his original emotions could no longer be seen.

The Great Wisdom Master stepped in front of Solban.

He reached out to touch the ghee in the skull bowl, stirred it gently, and his fingers were suspended in the air.

Before touching, the skinny fingers of the Great Wisdom Master paused slightly, "Relax, it will be over soon." He whispered a word of comfort, as if to convince himself. Then without any hesitation, the fingers stained with ghee gently pressed on the top of Solban's head.

Swish!

It was like a red-hot iron touching water mist.

The moment the two came into contact, a violent sound was heard.

Solban's eyes suddenly turned white, and he looked up. Veins on his neck tightened, jumped, and spread downwards. It was as if there was a beast in his body, struggling violently, trying to break out of the shell. A painful howl that was not human suddenly came out from the corner of his wide-open mouth.

The Tiangui Zen Master on both sides was already exhausted.

But seeing this scene, he still raised his head and swallowed the secret medicine that had been prepared long ago, and recited the scriptures.

Boundless magic power gathered together, and golden Buddha light rippled. Along with the golden petals appearing in the void, a grand will crossed time and space, brought the golden light to the sky, and finally merged into Solban's soul.

Solban's violently trembling muscles slowly calmed down as the golden light surged.

It was just that the facial features on his face became vaguely hazy under the golden light. From the original masculine and tough, he became high and mighty, like an ancient Buddha king who looked down on all living beings.

Seeing Solban no longer struggling and the phantom on his body.

The Great Wisdom Venerable wiped a little sweat from his forehead and smiled, "It's smoother than I thought, but it's a pity..."

He shook his head. Since he had made a decision, he would not think about it anymore.

However, he hadn't finished his breath.

Suddenly, Solban in front of him had another change.

The phantom of the ancient Buddha that was shrouded in Solban, seemed to have noticed something, and his expression suddenly became ferocious and angry. His eyes were bloodshot, and a large piece of black fascia spread from his chin to his face, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

It was as if he was possessed by a ghost, and at this time he cursed the Great Wisdom Venerable directly.

Puff!

The spell of receiving was broken and backfired.

The eighteen red-robed Zen masters around were already exhausted.

They were hit hard again, and it happened so suddenly that they could not react at all. More than half of them died on the spot. The rest also fell into coma, which hurt their foundation. Even if they could regain consciousness in the future, they would inevitably face a situation where their cultivation would regress and they would not be able to make any progress in their lives.

For the Dazhi Zen Master, this was just a small matter.

What made him even more terrified was that Solban, who was supposed to be a sacrifice and had lost consciousness, suddenly stood up from the lotus platform. There was blood in his eyes, and black mist was surging on his body. There was a faint sound of a miserable howl of an ancient Buddha being refined and swallowed alive.

Bang!

The Galaba bowl in the hands of the Dazhi Zen Master fell to the ground, and butter was spilled everywhere.

"He turned the devil into heaven!" Anger and fear made the Dazhi Zen Master's skinny body tremble violently. In the shadow cast by Solban, he unconsciously took a step back.

But thinking of the things they had experienced together in the past, Master Dazhi couldn't help but said fiercely, "Do you know what you are doing? Without the ancient Buddha, how can we fight against the myth battlefield and the monster Su Heng!"

Looking at the master who was defeated and seemed to be crazy, Solban sighed and suddenly felt that everything that had bound him in the past was cut off and put down at this moment. He felt that his body was more relaxed than ever before, as if he had wings and flew in the sky.

"It's very simple!" Solban smiled lightly and said calmly, "I will become a Buddha!"

After that, he no longer concealed his realm above Tiangui. Moreover, because he transformed the Great Method of the Heavenly Demon and refined an ancient Buddha. Solban's aura was still growing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he was close to the limit of the Transcendental, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the next realm of Dharma.

Boom!

The vast and magnificent aura rose to the sky.

First it turned into a golden smoke column, then spread outward, further turned into a sea tide, covering the entire Hundred Buddha Temple. At this moment, countless white pagoda Buddha statues were buzzing and trembling, and cracks spread, as if they could not withstand this terrible power.

In front of Solban, the Great Wisdom Venerable looked at the disciple he had trained himself.

For a moment, it felt extremely strange.

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