One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Su Heng did not intend to learn all of these inheritances.

After all, Su Heng had his own plans and would not change them just because of a sudden windfall.

Among the many traditions of the Hundred Buddha Shrine.

The magical power of three heads and six arms must be learned. As for the rest, the old monk condensed and summarized the Tathagata Palm. Su Heng thought it had merit and added it to his attribute column.

As the tens of thousands of accumulated attribute points were consumed, two more magical powers were perfected into Su Heng's martial arts system.

"Although there were some unexpected situations, the harvest was richer than expected." Su Heng nodded slightly, with a satisfied look on his face.

He looked at the progress of the Demonic State.

In just a few breaths, the time has increased from less than fifty to seventy-two now.

Moreover, the two decimal places of this number are still jumping upward at a speed visible to the naked eye, adding another decimal point in the blink of an eye. When the statues of gods were destroyed before, nothing similar happened.

Su Heng guessed that the spiritual power contained in the golden lotus might be too pure and abundant.

Even the seeds of destruction and his perfect magic of transforming heavenly demons couldn't be digested and absorbed in an instant.

Su Heng was not in a hurry.

He figured it out, no matter what the situation.

With the spiritual power contained in this golden lotus, it is more than enough to liberate the demon state.

At best, it just takes a little more time. After summarizing the gains from this trip, Su Heng withdrew his gaze and closed the attribute panel. He looked at the lush bodhi tree in front of him, then shook his head, took a step forward, and his burly figure suddenly disappeared from here.

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Outside the Temple of One Hundred Buddhas.

Yuan Tianshu reorganized his army and was standing on a raised hill, looking far away in the direction of the Hundred Buddhas Temple. He was a little anxious, not knowing what was going on inside. Just as he put down his palm that was blocking the sunlight, his eyes suddenly flashed, and a dark figure appeared in front of Yuan Tianshu with the sunlight behind his back.

"Senior Su Heng, you're okay!" Yuan Tianshu was immediately overjoyed, his eyes widened with great joy, "This is really great."

"We don't know what happened just now, but we are all afraid that you are in danger."

"We did encounter some unexpected situations." Su Heng nodded slightly.

"That old monk..."

"There were some conflicts, but they have been resolved by me now." Su Heng replied.

"That's good." Yuan Tianshu breathed a sigh of relief and admired Su Heng even more. He had fought against the old monk and knew that the opponent's strength was unfathomable. But now, the old monk is dead, and Su Heng has almost no injuries.

Even more than that, even the aura exuding from his body seemed to have become deeper.

Yuan Tianshu retracted his thoughts and asked again, "I wonder what senior plans are next."

"How is the situation of the remaining two Tantric Sects?" This time, the three major Tantric Sects will definitely have to visit one after another. However, the order can be adjusted and judged based on the current specific situation.

The expression on Yuan Tianshu's face became solemn, and he quickly replied, "Baita Temple is still holding on, and I haven't heard of anything special. But Zunfa Temple is said to have encountered a lot of trouble, and Zengguang Buddha took refuge in a certain powerful person in Changsheng Heaven. , many eminent monks in the monastery were sacrificed.”

"Sect Master Meng personally led the team there, and I don't know what the current situation is."

Zengguang Buddha...Su Heng was somewhat impressed by this name. The ancient Buddha Kassapa whom I met last time in Dharma King Temple was the master of Zengguang Buddha. Moreover, according to the information provided by Meng Huan, among the practitioners of this generation of the three major tantric sects, this person is the one who has the greatest hope of breaking through to the realm of earthly immortals.

On the other side of the mythical battlefield, the Blood Realm is a vast world with ancient heritage.

If one of them is willing to spend money, it should be able to help Zengguang Buddha break through to the realm of earthly immortals in a short time.

In addition, a large number of monks were sacrificed by Zengguang Buddha, opening the channel, and the demon god in the blood world may come in person. In this case, it would be very difficult for Meng Huan alone to solve this situation.

"In that case, I'll go to Zunfa Temple first." Su Heng thought slightly and decided like this.

"Then I wish you a happy journey, senior." Yuan Tianshu quickly complimented.

"Yeah!" Su Heng nodded.

When Yuan Tianshu raised his head, Su Heng had disappeared in front of him.

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Boom!

Clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the sunlight, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night.

A bloody thunder flashed down, and a brief light illuminated the dilapidated temple overgrown with weeds. The originally peaceful and sacred temple was now filled with filth and blood. A vulture flapped its wings, fell from the towering courtyard wall, opened its big mouth, and bit into the monk's corpse.

Behind the monk is a semicircular arch. Behind the arch lies a huge golden Buddha statue, with dirty blood flowing from the Buddha's pupils.

"Zeng Guang Buddha!" ​​Yong Ku clenched his jaw tightly, his face showing blue veins. The clenching sound of a pair of iron fists seemed extremely angry.

"This beast deserves to die and will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, where he will never be reincarnated for eternity!" Yongku cursed angrily in a low voice.

Yongzhen, who was beside him, reached out and patted his junior brother's trembling shoulder as a comfort.

When the two of them left the temple before, the situation was not as bad as it is now. Although a large number of demons suddenly appeared, and the Buddha Zengguang attacked them, many monks and ascetics in the temple were killed by surprise.

But after all, their cultivation is superb.

After the initial panic, they reorganized and fought back.

They were even able to escort Buddhist disciples like Yongzhen and Yongku out to seek support from the outside world.

But when the two brothers got the seal given by the old monk and came back, the scene in front of them made them sad and angry. All the people, those brothers and sisters who lived together day and night, and the teachers who taught them to practice carefully, all died in the hands of hateful traitors.

And their bodies that died with their eyes open were not taken care of, but were thrown on the ground at will and torn to pieces by those beasts.

Yongzhen suddenly looked up, and then reached out to cover Yongku's mouth, "Don't make a sound."

He used a powerful method to transmit sound into the ears.

Yong Ku suppressed his anger, slowed down his breathing, and looked in the direction of Yong Zhen's gaze.

But he saw a demon about half a person's height, holding a spear in his hand and with bat wings on his back, looking down from the raised eaves of the monastery.

With the help of the backlight from the lightning, he looked carefully.

The demon's eyes were empty, but his ears were sharp, standing up like a wolf.

It seemed that he was not using his eyes to see, but using his ears to capture the subtle movements in the environment. Both brothers were monks with good cultivation. They could control their bodies and even slow down their heartbeats to an imperceptible speed.

The demon stayed for a while, and found nothing unusual. He flapped his wings and flew high, and soon disappeared in the rolling dark clouds.

"It should be an evil thing that came out from the other side of the myth battlefield." Yong Zhen released his hand that was covering his junior brother's mouth and whispered, "The number of these things is increasing. We must hurry up and do it as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, even if we can successfully kill Zeng Guang Buddha, I'm afraid we can't end this disaster."

"Brother is right!" Yong Ku nodded hurriedly.

Now that everyone is dead, we can only pin our hopes on them and urge ourselves to move forward.

Many of them can actually leave. It was all for the escort that the two of us brothers...

Thinking of this.

Yong Ku felt sad again, "We must make him pay the price!"

"Let's go!" Yong Zhen pulled Yong Ku's arm, "I can probably guess where he is, let's hurry!"

The two of them no longer hesitated and moved forward at full speed.

The temple that was familiar in the past became extremely unfamiliar at this time.

The merit pool was soaked with sticky scarlet blood, the leaves on the Bodhi tree fell off, and prayer flags made of human skin and bones were hung.

In the open space in front of the martial arts arena, a dozen little demons were kicking the heads of the monks as if they were balls, making a lot of noise.

The wind was cold and the smell of blood was pungent.

The scenes he saw several times had a huge impact on Yong Ku, and he wanted to rush up and slap the demons into pieces.

Fortunately, he finally suppressed himself and came to a hall in the middle of the temple with his senior brother.

There was a Buddha statue in the middle of the hall, but it has been removed now, leaving only the lotus-shaped base. On both sides of the wall were eighteen angry arhats. These arhats were originally hideous, and now they were soaked in blood. In the shadows that seemed to be real, they looked more like demons with bared fangs and claws.

Yong Zhen took a deep breath, no longer concealing his whereabouts, and stepped into the hall in front of him.

Bang!

Candles were placed on the dragon pillars on both sides of the hall.

At this time, candles as thick as children's arms were lit one by one. The flames flickered, dispelling the darkness and spreading deep into the hall.

Under the lotus seat, a sturdy monk in a blood-red robe was sitting cross-legged on a cushion. At this time, he heard the noise outside, stopped chanting, slowly stood up, and turned around calmly.

This man was the abbot of Zunfa Temple, Zengguang Buddha.

After falling into the devil's way, from the appearance, Zengguang Buddha has hardly changed from before.

His eyes were dark blue and his face was peaceful. Even in the gloomy temple that was like a ghost den, his fair skin was covered with a layer of peaceful light, as if standing in the pure land.

When he saw the two brothers standing in front of the door, Zengguang Buddha finally showed a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect that the two brothers had finally run away and dared to come back. He guessed that the two brothers should have obtained some kind of support from the outside world.

But Zengguang Buddha didn't care.

Because he has reached the realm where his master once stood, immortal and invincible.

Even if these two people have obtained some special tricks from the outside world, they will not pose any threat to him.

So...

The surprise on Zeng Guang Buddha's face turned into a smile.

"You are back." He put his hands together and said Amitabha to the two brothers.