Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 292
The western end of the desert.

Outside Hengduan Mountain, before Buddha Pass.

Master Chanming clasped his hands together, sat cross-legged in the void, with cold sweat on his forehead and between his brows.

He trembled slightly, as if resisting something.

Without saying a word, there was a bit of tension on his face.

The Ghost King was sitting on top of his own Ghost King City, quietly looking at Master Chanming.

In the middle of speaking just now, the bald donkey in the seventh realm became like this.

The ghost king naturally knew that the bald donkey had probably encountered some difficulties, but he had no intention of taking advantage of others. . .

Ever since he learned from Master Chan Ming that the dead bones of the ninth-level monks he and Gao Qunshu were pursuing were fake, he had no desires.

He even thought about whether to leave here and not get involved in the messy things in Victoria.

Time is the slowest when you are waiting.

It was clearly less than a quarter of an hour, but the ghost king felt as if he had spent days and nights.

Finally, the trembling on Master Chan Ming disappeared.

He opened his eyes again, with a bit of joy in his eyes for the rest of his life.

After waking up, he was not in a hurry to talk to the ghost king, but clasped his hands together, prayed a few times with a pious face, and finally felt at ease.

"The poor monk almost lost his life. It seems that the Bodhisattva at the Sakya Monastery has become angry." Chan Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"what happened?"

Chanming said helplessly: "If you practice the double body method, you will be caught by Alaya's consciousness. Whether you live or die depends on his one thought. Just now he used the method of the double body method to take my life ,but"

Having said that, Chanming paused, and said the Buddha's name again.

"Amitabha, after all, is just a fake Bodhisattva. Although he is also a venerable in the ninth realm, he is still not good enough in front of my Buddha."

Chanming stood up, stood in mid-air, and bowed slightly to the ghost king.

"Since the critical moment has arrived at the Sakya Monastery, there is no need for the poor monk to hide anything."

"The poor monk Chanming came from the Daci'en Temple. He was ordered by the abbot of the temple to come to the Sakya Temple and go to Alayashi."

Hearing this, the Ghost King raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I have long felt that something is wrong with you, that's why."

After all, from the very beginning of the fight, Chan Ming always seemed to be doing nothing, and deliberately led him away, so the ghost king had already guessed, and he was not surprised to hear Chan Ming's words at this time.

Zenming smiled.

"Alayashi is a traitor of the Da Ci'en Temple. For so many years, the Da Ci'en Temple has always wanted to ask for an explanation, and now the opportunity has finally come."

The ghost king didn't care about this, he curled his lips.

"What are you talking about to me? This is your own business in the Buddha Kingdom, and I don't want to get involved."

"Alaya Consciousness has been perverted in Weizhou for thousands of years, beheading him, even if it is only a little help, there will be merits from heaven."

As soon as he heard that there were merits and virtues, the ghost king immediately became interested.

"Oh? Then how can I help?"

Zenming smiled lightly.

"If you want to kill Alaya consciousness, you must combine his past, present, and future into one body. At this time, both the past and the future have appeared, but his present body is still missing."

"Want me to find his present body?" Ghost King asked.

"No, I am far away in the sky now." A voice sounded, not Chan Ming's voice.

The ghost king turned his gaze, and even he felt a bit surprised when he saw the person coming.

"Sky machine?"

Taoist Tianji walked into the ghost king city slowly with a smile on his face, and came in front of the ghost king.

He turned his head, looked at Chan Ming, and nodded his head as a greeting.

"What does Fellow Daoist Tianji mean by this?" Chanming was puzzled, and asked, "For thousands of years, the Alaya consciousness has never left Weizhou, so his present body should also be in Weizhou."

"You want to use the ghost king's ability to find his present body in Weizhou as soon as possible?" Tianji asked back.

The ghost domain of the ghost king is extremely vast, and more importantly, in this ghost domain, the ghost king can do whatever he wants.

As long as he thinks, in less than a day, he can control his own ghost king city, and travel all over Victoria without leaving any corners.

This is just the tip of the iceberg of what ghost cultivators in the seventh realm can do.

Chan Ming came up with this idea. Seeing that there was something in Tianji's words, he simply asked directly: "What does fellow Taoist Tianji mean by saying that it is far away in the sky? Could it be that Alaya knows that he is not in Weizhou now?"

Tianji smiled and looked at the ghost king.

"Please Your Excellency the Ghost King, take us to the Sakya Monastery."

Hearing this, the Ghost King was noncommittal and looked at Chan Ming.

Chan Ming stared in surprise and said, "Alayashi is also in Sakya Monastery now? How dare he?"

"Ghost King, let's go." Tianji didn't answer, but urged, "If you delay any longer, little friend Lin Ji might die."

In the Sakya Temple.

A smear of golden blood dripped on the ground.

There was a splash of water on the ground, and then the golden blood disappeared in midair.

Indistinctly, when the blood disappeared, the aura around him seemed to be a little bit thicker.

"As expected of the blood of Arhat's golden body, even the real dragon's blood is nothing more than that, it's a good thing to mend." Gao Qunshu said with a light smile.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, disheveled hair, and tattered clothes.

The leaked body was still stained with blood, but the long sword in his hand was shiny.

At this moment, Alayashi still maintained the palm movement, but the palm had already been picked up, and there was a hole in his palm, and the blood appeared from this wound.

"Can you hurt me?" A bit of doubt appeared in Alayashi's eyes, "You are halfway through, why should you hurt me?"

"Half-step success is also success. I tried my best to poke a hole in you, why not?" Gao Qunshu asked rhetorically.

As soon as he finished speaking, he finally lost his strength, fell backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

That sword strike just now was already his limit, and he insisted that half-step success is also success, but the gap is irreparable after all.

In Lin Ji's mind, he saw Gao Qunshu's thoughts.

This old thing was caught up by Alaya Shi before, and then after he was injured with a palm, he turned out to be unconvinced.

After stabilizing the injury for a while, he rushed back to find a place, preferring to die rather than submit.

It's really hard work.

Gao Qunshu is indeed a character.

If Gao Qunshu hadn't been seriously injured at this time, he might not be able to see what he was thinking.

"I seem to regret it? But what's the use of regretting now?"

Lin Ji wanted to laugh for no reason.

It turns out that people like Gao Qunshu also have impulsive moments.

But soon, Lin Ji couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Alaya's cold eyes once again rested on him.

"Give you one last chance."

"Relax your mind, let me take away Wu Nan's consciousness, and then let you go."

"Or... you can just die here, and I'll find another way."

(End of this chapter)