He absorbed the blood essence of Pangu to improve his physical cultivation and the power of his blood. He only felt that his physique became stronger, and his blood kept returning to his ancestors.

Li Qingshan, who was caught in the practice, forgot the passage of time, let alone many things that happened in the flood.

……

Western Lingshan, inside the Mahavira Hall.

Zunti and Jie Yin, who looked distressed, sat on the top of the table, and there were three Western disciples below.

I saw Maitreya dressed in a Xuanhuang Taoist robe, with a slightly rich body, a smile on his face, and a pair of apricot plum eyes showing cunning.

The pharmacist beside Maitreya looked a little skinny, dressed in a glazed robe, with a look of suffering.

The last person has a solemn face, an ethereal body, a big red robe hanging on his body, and his eyes are shining.

"Maitreya, Medicine Master, Ksitigarbha, my western land is extremely barren, and countless years have passed, and only then did you teach your three direct disciples.

Now, the underworld has just been built, and the West has a chance of prosperity. I want to send someone to go to the sea of ​​​​blood to seek luck in the underworld, and take the opportunity to spread the Western Dharma.

Who among you would like to go to the sea of ​​blood? "

Zhun asked, and glanced at Maitreya, the pharmacist, and Jizo below.

Although the Western Continent is barren, there are still some powerful creatures born.

Maitreya, Pharmacist, and Jizo are all creatures born in the Western Continent, who were Zhunti and accepted as direct disciples. .

===Chapter 086 [Western religion is attacking, King Jizo! ] ===

After countless years of teaching, Maitreya and the pharmacist both have the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian cultivation, and they have also learned the supreme Buddha Dharma.

Although Ksitigarbha worshipped the Western religion relatively late, there was still a middle stage of Daluo Jinxian cultivation.

The initial construction of the underworld was not yet stable, and Zhunti wanted to take the opportunity to seize the fortune of the underworld, so that the disciples of the Western religion could spread the Dharma in it and take the opportunity to prosper the Western religion.

Maitreya and the pharmacist looked at each other and both saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

You must know that behind the underworld are the sages of the Houtu, not to mention the difficulty of dividing the destiny of the underworld, even if the Dharma is preached in it, it will cause the sages to be dissatisfied.

Once a conflict is triggered, there is bound to be a huge danger.

"Senior brother is proficient in the Buddhism of the Eight Hundred Sects in the West. This important task of spreading Buddhism and educating sentient beings in the wild is yours!"

With a smile on his face, Maitreya praised the pharmacist and wanted him to send him to the underworld.

"Why do you have to be humble, brother, if you talk about scriptures and preaching, you can't compare to you.

What's more, it is a supreme merit to spread the Western Buddhism for the dead souls and eliminate their cause and effect karma. This kind of good deeds should be handed over to - Junior Brother! "

The pharmacist was not influenced by Maitreya in the slightest, and wanted to make the other party go to the underworld to preach.

The reception saw Maitreya and the pharmacist shirk each other, their brows slightly wrinkled, these two people have not learned other skills, but the means of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages are increasing day by day.

"It's dangerous to go to the underworld to preach, but if I wait for the protection, I will definitely be safe. Once you get a firm foothold in it, you will get endless benefits."

Then the voice warned the three of them, causing Maitreya and the pharmacist to fall into contemplation.

The expression of Jizo on the side moved slightly, and he felt in his heart that the underworld had a relationship with him, as if it was his own place of preaching.

"Reporting to the respected master, the underworld has the opportunity for me to prove the Tao, and the disciple is willing to go to the underworld to preach and prosper the Western religion!"

Ksitigarbha felt that the place to prove the Tao was in the underworld, not to mention that there were two saints protecting the Tao for him, so he naturally would not miss this favorable opportunity.

If you wait until the underworld is perfected and then enter the underworld, you will inevitably encounter infinite obstacles. Even if there is a saint to help, I am afraid it will become extremely difficult.

"Okay, Ksitigarbha is so enlightened, why worry about the West being unhappy.

This seat bestows you with a high-grade congenital spiritual treasure to bless you with a Zen staff. Immediately go to the underworld to preach and promote the prestige of my Western teaching! "

Before Zhunti could finish his words, he waved his big sleeves abruptly, only to see the top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure blessing the Zen staff falling on the ground in front of the hiding place, emitting a dazzling Buddha light.

The blessing stick is shaped like a cane, with Buddha patterns all over the body, with golden rings interlocking on it, and countless Sanskrit sounds burst out between collisions, as if it can bless the Buddha.

Although the West is barren, Zhunti and Jieyin have obtained a lot of magical treasures on the Fenbaoyan, and it is very dangerous to go to the underworld from the Ksitigarbha, so it is natural to give the magical treasures for self-defense.

Maitreya and the pharmacist saw the blessing of the Zen staff, and their eyes showed a longing look, and they felt a little remorse in their hearts.

If they had known that the magic weapon would be given, they would go to the underworld to preach whatever they said.

"Thank you, Jizo, Jizo!"

Ksitigarbha thanked him, and his big sleeves suddenly rolled up the blessing god pestle, showing excitement on his face.

Regardless of whether this is successful or not, at least he can get a high-grade congenital spiritual treasure, which is a rare opportunity.

"Go!"

Receiving and waving his sleeves, Ksitigarbha immediately turned into a beam of Buddha light and flew in the direction of the sea of ​​blood.

Maitreya and the pharmacist said in unison with sad faces.

"I don't have any magic treasure by my side, and I also ask the master to bestow the treasure!"

"If you don't seize the opportunity, there is no magic weapon to give, so go to retreat yourself."

Zhunti waved his sleeves and swept Maitreya and the pharmacist out of the Mahavira Hall.

Don't expect to mention the generous reward of a high-grade congenital spiritual treasure from Jizo, but in fact it is extremely painful.

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