deceitful cultivator

Chapter 333 Becoming a Buddha Is Not My Will

Song Zongwu tore the robe of his upper body to pieces, revealing the naked skin on his back, which was covered with dense Buddha lines.

Each Buddha is lifelike, like an angry-eyed King Kong trying to escape from his skin, but is tightly bound by the Buddha's energy.

All the images of Buddha are old monks riding deer, which gives them an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Ren Qing's pupils shrank slightly.

He was sure that Song Zongwu had not had such exaggerated lines before. It was probably related to Buddhist magic, and he didn't know what the meaning was.

Song Zongwu took a deep breath, and the Buddhist aura he exuded completely subsided.

His thin body became full at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his face was covered with a little black and gray, obviously his life was not long.

"One step to life, one step to death, or one step to life, one step to death?"

Song Zongwu stood there and waited for the arrival of the corpse elephant. The ground trembled, and the birds and beasts scrambled to flee into the distance.

Even the monsters on the distant hills couldn't help but tremble in fear.

They secretly guessed the identity of Song Zongwu. The latter was familiar with the demon immortal and was "suppressed" by the Buddha's energy in the body of the White Bone Monarch. He was probably the demon immortal who had also arrived.

The corpse elephant was stimulated by the Buddha's energy, and its speed suddenly accelerated.

The shaking on the ground became more intense, cracks spread like spider webs, and the smell of corpses caused the vegetation to wither.

Comparable to the rumored Drought Demon.

After the corpse elephant approached the White Bone Mountain, Ren Qing saw its full appearance clearly, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The corpse was covered in long hair, its flesh had completely rotted, carrion birds were inhabiting the body, and maggots were densely packed.

What shocked him most was that the exposed bones of the corpse were pale golden.

Have you ever been converted by Buddha’s spirit? ! !

Are there other Buddhist monks in Jingzhou? ! !
Compared with the corpse elephant a few years ago, it has undergone earth-shaking changes, and its spiritual intelligence is even more vague.

Roar! ! !
The long trunk of the corpse elephant neighed, causing the surrounding black layer to disperse.

Then countless sharp screams rang out from his body.

"help me……"

"Save me..."

"Why don't you come and save me?"

"Why..."

Ren Qing had a strange expression, and the source of the sound was on the back of the corpse.

"Is it that spine?"

He suddenly realized that he had been to the corpse area before the great upheaval in the world, and even got into the body of the corpse elephant to study the structure of the demon pattern.

At that time, Ren Qing conveniently refined the corpse elephant's spine into a fetus...

The answer was soon verified, as shrill screams were heard one after another, and the tailbone of the corpse elephant was separated from the flesh and blood.

Most of his spine was exposed to the air, and his screams became more harsh.

I saw that the end of each spine was connected to a half-human, half-elephant demon cultivator, supplying nutrients to each other, creating an extremely strange situation.

They should have been the corpse elephant monks in the corpse area, but now they are covered with blood vessels and meridians, and the brain is the most closely located.

It is difficult to define whether they are human beings, or whether they are already part of the flesh and blood magic weapon and have become an alternative life.

Corpse elephant monks rely on the spine to preserve consciousness and control the movements of corpse elephants.

During the dramatic changes in Jingzhou at that time, they probably discovered that the spine was separated from the body of the corpse, so they wanted to use this strange fetus to stay alive.

Most of them tried to refine the treacherous weapon, but ended up being devoured.

But Ren Qing had to admit that it was also because of the demon cultivator's actions that the fetal-tricking device became complete and made up for its defects.

The spine absorbs the demonic energy, and the demonic cultivator uses it to store the demonic energy. The demonic energy can be accumulated over time.

In the end, Corpse Elephant even broke through Blood Moon's restrictions on weirdness by chance and truly set foot in the Yangshen Realm.

The corpse elephant demon cultivators opened their mouths and shouted in unison: "Save me, please save me from the Buddha, save me from the sea of ​​suffering, save me..."

Song Zongwu's face was slightly complicated, and he said to himself in a faint tone: "The Buddha couldn't cross the sea of ​​suffering, how could he save the world?"

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Why do the corpse elephants pursue the Buddha's energy, and how do they know the existence of Buddhism?

It seems that Song Zong didn't listen to the so-called relics to find opportunities, and there seemed to be a big hand secretly moving everything.

Even as a bystander, Ren Qing felt a little inexplicable.

Could it be that there are really Buddhist forces intervening?

Song Zongwu seemed to be afraid, and he did not show any trace of Buddhist spirit when facing the corpse. He just used the jailer method to continuously squeeze his body.

Ren Qing pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache.

Even if Song Zongwu maintains his peak, facing the corpse of the Yangshen Realm is still not enough. This trip should be more unlucky than bad.

Ren Qing's face was full of helplessness, and he was already thinking about choosing a retreat.

The corpse elephant used its long trunk to move towards Song Zongwu, trying to force out the Buddhist energy from his body, but the latter nimbly turned sideways to avoid the attack.

Song Zongwu gave a low drink.

The sound of bones expanding was heard all over the body, and then it swelled to over four meters tall, and its skin took on the color of brass like a diamond statue.

Weird pale black lines covered the skin, and the sharp teeth grew longer and longer.

Even the picture of a hundred Buddhas on the back has changed. The Buddhas have turned into ferocious ghosts, and the Buddha's energy has been suppressed by the netherworld.

The corpse elephant could not feel the Buddha's aura at all, and its screams were full of despair.

He couldn't help but trample the ground with his feet, and the mountains not far away suddenly collapsed, and patches of trees were uprooted.

Song Zongwu showed the supernatural powers of perfect Yin and Yang, as if he had gained some kind of physical bonus, so it can be seen that his spells all act on the body.

He took a heavy step, causing a noise even more terrifying than that of a corpse elephant.

Countless rubbles flew into the air, as if gravity had suddenly been lost.

Song Zongwu appeared at the top of the corpse elephant's head, punching out like a pendulum, and the sound of mutual impact echoed endlessly.

boom! !

The head of the corpse was sunken into a hole, and rotting flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

The injuries seemed extremely serious, but to the corpse elephant, they were not considered serious injuries at all. You must know that there were similar wounds all over the body.

He then swung his proboscis to form a hurricane, razing hundreds of meters to the ground.

Song Zongwu stepped forward to meet the attack, and punched down his fists continuously. The two were like sparks hitting the earth, which could be vaguely heard even a hundred miles away.

Ren Qing retreated to a safe area and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

He could see that Song Zongwu was already trying his best, and activating his magical power in a dying state was forcibly squandering his own life.

But at the same time, Song Zongwu tried his best to refrain from using Buddhist magical powers, which seemed extremely contradictory.

Ren Qing couldn't find any possibility of Song Zong breaking through the bottleneck. The other party was more like seeking death, with bleak vitality and death aura permeating the air.

He tried to help Song Zongwu several times, but the latter responded with a decisive look, obviously ready to die.

"If you don't make a breakthrough, you can't make a breakthrough. Even if your body is damaged, you can still survive for decades using magic. Maybe you can still find an opportunity."

However, Ren Qing also knew that there was no turning back after breaking through to the Yangshen realm. Once Song Zongwu gave up, it would be impossible after the energy and spirit were removed.

But he really didn't want to watch Song Zongwu die.

Ren Qing tried to communicate with the corpse elephant spine that was refined into a fetus device, and finally came into contact with the consciousness mixed in it.

Dozens of demon cultivator's souls were forcibly kneaded together, suffering from the erosion of monster energy all the time, no wonder it was so painful.

"Help me...save me...save me..."

Ren Qing found out from the memory of the demon cultivator why the corpse elephant pursued the Buddha's energy.

It turned out that it was because I had encountered a mountain peak made of colored glaze, and the mountain exuded Buddha Qi to suppress the evil spirit in the body of the corpse, allowing the demon cultivator's soul to be at peace for a moment.

Since then, the corpse elephant has been looking for traces of Buddha Qi.

Ren Qing took a breath.

He had been in contact with Liuli Mountain before and wanted to use the information flow to find out. As soon as the ghost shadow wrapped around the mountain, Liuli Mountain suddenly disappeared.

Ren Qing only thought that Liulishan was accidentally pulled deeper into Jingzhou. Now it seems that Liulishan may have independent consciousness?

Or is it that the Buddha's energy has independent consciousness?

Could it be that Liulishan helped Corpse Xiang just to meet Song Zongwu at this moment...

Ren Qing couldn't imagine that Buddhism's methods made him break out in a cold sweat.

boom! ! !
The trunk of the corpse elephant landed on Song Zongwu's chest and abdomen, and the latter flew hundreds of meters upside down, smashing a human-shaped hole into the stone wall.

Song Zongwu stood up covered in blood, breathing heavily.

He rushed towards the corpse elephant again, but was knocked back again. His injuries became more serious, and his consciousness began to blur.

Song Zongwu had countless voices talking to himself in his heart, as if as long as he accepted the Buddha's energy, the bottleneck of the Yangshen realm would be broken instantly.

The picture of a hundred ghosts behind him became clearer and clearer, and the evil ghosts transformed by the Buddha seemed to come to life, and their expressions became more and more ferocious.

There seemed to be only one road left in front of Song Zongwu.

Choose Buddha Qi and reach the realm of Yangshen.

A ray of Buddhist aura emerged from the center of his brow, and suddenly there was a compassionate Buddha in the form of evil ghosts in the Hundred Ghost Picture, and his aura began to rise.

Song Zongwu's injuries all over his body healed within a few breaths, and the original bottleneck of the Yin difference realm became imperceptibly loose.

He and the corpse elephant were evenly matched, and even vaguely suppressed the other party.

Ren Qing seemed a little at a loss and wanted to use his consciousness to stop the corpse, but Song Zongwu suddenly showed signs of breakthrough.

He hesitated for a moment.

"Dare you!!"

At this moment, Song Zongwu's eyes were wide open and he pierced his eyebrows with one finger.

Ren Qing immediately made a decision to transfer part of the treacherous fetus refining method into the soul of the corpse elephant monk, and the corpse elephant froze in place.

His consciousness constantly communicates with the corpse elephant, hoping to keep the latter away from the Bone Mountain and quietly leave the soul butterfly projection behind.

Roar! ! !
The corpse looked up to the sky and screamed, and the soul of the demon cultivator seemed to have seen the method of transcendence from the crafty weapon refining method, and was no longer obsessed with the Buddha's energy.

He turned around and ran away, causing the mountains and rivers to shake.

Song Zongwu fell among the bushes, and there was no opportunity to break through. He finally gave up the blessing of Buddha's energy on himself.

Ren Qing stepped forward quickly.

Song Zongwu was helped up by Ren Qing, and then he drank a few sips of peach wine. His face became much rosier and his energy and blood stabilized.

"Senior Song..."

"Come for a walk with me."

Ren Qing nodded. Song Zongwu seemed to be in good condition, but in fact he was supported by peach wine, but his enthusiasm for the Yangshen realm still existed.

It's a pity that the breakthrough...

Song Zongwu pointed to the mountains in the distance and motioned for the two of them to go together.

　One more chapter, wait a minute.

　
(End of this chapter)