True Immortal of Tianhe

A month flew by in the blink of an eye.

Since coming out of the Patriarch's Cave last time, Zhao Xun has not bothered with the Eight Hundred Side Sects and those magic weapons, and has spent all his time in seclusion to comprehend the magical power of the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.

It is not difficult for monks who are proficient in the laws of space to hold the Buddha's Kingdom in their palms.

The principle is to build a "Buddha Kingdom", which is somewhat similar to a secret realm, except that it is constructed using the power of Buddha. It has relatively high requirements for Buddhism and space laws!
Originally, Zhao Xun only needed a few days to practice this magical power.

But he tried to fuse the seeds of the inner world into his magical power, but he never got the point. It was like two similar glass balls that looked the same, but were actually extremely difficult to fuse.

"Before, I constructed a Buddhist kingdom and then integrated it into the inner world... But if I construct a Buddhist kingdom directly in the inner world, then... is it feasible?"

Zhao Xun suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The seed of the inner world is a ready-made and extremely stable space, and this space is completely controlled by him. Except that it cannot activate the enemy, it is almost 90% similar to the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm.

In another way, maybe we can use the Buddha Kingdom in our palms to promote the growth of the inner world, and still have the power of the Buddha Kingdom?

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhao Xun started to take action.

About half a month passed like this, and suddenly he opened his eyes. Two golden Buddha lights appeared in his pupils, and he slowly stretched out his right hand with the palm facing up.

In an instant, an illusory Buddhist kingdom appeared in the palm of his hand.

This Buddhist Kingdom is still very crude, but it has reached a certain scale and is not as unstable as imagined. The inner world is an extremely stable existence. If the Buddhist Kingdom constructed by supernatural powers is regarded as a mirage, then the inner world is just a small Thousands of worlds!

In this way, the Buddhist country has both its own characteristics and also solved the shortcomings of its original instability.

"Holy Son!" At this time, Ku Xuan's voice came from outside the door.

"what's up?"

"Elder Huineng and others invite you to go to the sect's main hall to discuss the disposal of the eight hundred side sect techniques and Buddhist treasures." Kuxuan replied respectfully.

For more than a month, Zhao Xun entered a state of seclusion to cultivate his magical powers. Hui Neng, Liao Fan and others outside did not dare to handle these skills and treasures privately. After all, being able to open the treasures of the ancestors all depended on the soul of the Holy Son.

Coupled with the respected status of the Holy Son in the Demon Xiang Sect, they naturally did not dare to deal with it without authorization.

The door creaked.

Zhao Xun walked out of it and came to the sect hall with Ku Xuan. At this time, it was already filled with monks from the Demon Xiang Sect above the Dharma Protector level. Six Mahayana elders were standing at the front of Fuhu Hall, Jianglong Hall and so on.

"See the Holy Son!" The monks of the Demonic Sect all bowed and saluted.

Zhao Xun went straight to the superior and sat down. After nodding, he said: "Today, several elders invited me to discuss the disposal of exercises and treasures. I decided to leave this matter to the sect master. I am not talking about the old sect master, but It’s the new sect leader!”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar below.

Huineng, Liaofan and Huiping, the seven Mahayana elders, were also stunned, and then looked at each other nervously.

The position of the leader of the Demonic Sect has been vacant for nearly half a year, and it has long been decided, but it was delayed because of the arrival of Zhao Xun, the holy son.

Among the Mahayana elders present, except for Kuxuan, who is still relatively junior, who doesn’t want to be the leader of the clan?

"Elder Huineng has high moral character and high prestige, and his cultivation level is also at the top among the elders. He has been sitting in Tianxuhai City for these years, which can be said to be a great achievement for his hard work. I propose that Elder Huineng be the new sect leader. What do you think?"

Zhao Xun pretended not to see the fiery gazes of several elders, took a sip of the spiritual tea next to him, and looked at everyone.

There was sudden silence in the hall.

Everyone's expressions changed. Most people breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was natural. A few were unwilling to do so. Most of these people were direct descendants of other elders.

"The Holy Son is wise!" Monk Kuxuan broke the silence and said in a deep voice.

"The Holy Son is wise!"

Like a chain reaction, the Buddhist cultivators in the main hall spoke one after another, and even the Mahayana elders Fan and Huiping could only helplessly agree with it, with both disappointment and relief on their faces.

Indeed, even without the intervention of the Holy Son Zhao Xun, Elder Huineng's chance of winning was still 60-70%.

If it were other Mahayana elders, they might still be dissatisfied, but Elder Huineng is already highly virtuous and highly respected, and it is common sense for everyone in the Moxiang Sect to respect him and assume the position of sect leader.

"Disciple, thank you, Holy Son!"

Elder Huineng's face turned red, and his hands were trembling with excitement. He quickly took two steps forward, clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhao Xun with a respectful attitude.

He didn't lose his position just because he took on the position of sect leader. Instead, he respected Zhao Xun, the holy son, even more. This made Zhao Xun even more satisfied, and he nodded and said with a smile: "With the legacy of the ancestor, and Elder Huineng's successive sect leaders, the Demonic Sect will definitely revive again and rise from the sea of ​​chaos. Let's encourage each other!"

"Zhongxing Demon Xiangzong!"

"Zhongxing Demon Xiangzong!"

Upon hearing this, the monks of the Moxiang Sect roared excitedly, and the scene was so lively that it even spread throughout the sect's main hall, making the disciples on Foguang Island excited.

"Master Huineng, I leave this to you. Regarding the ancestor's legacy, we must make good arrangements. There is no need to cherish it. Anyone who has contributed to the sect can practice side sect magic according to their contribution." Zhao Xun warned.

"Yes, Holy Son!" Huineng responded respectfully.
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For a practitioner, a year almost flies by in a flash.

Above the sea of ​​chaos.

Zhao Xun used the vertical golden light to continuously shuttle over the gray and black sea areas at a speed as fast as lightning. With a quick glance, streams of light flew out of his hands.

The monsters that jumped out from under the turbid sea water and wanted to sneak attack were hit by the stream of light, and instantly turned into blood foam, falling into the sea water and disappearing.

"Finally back." After flying for several days, Zhao Xun saw the land in the distance and let out a long breath.

Green City.

Mo Huasheng and other fused monks from the Twelve Halls are gathering outside the city, anxiously waiting for Zhao Xun's return. They agreed to gather here a year ago, but the time is approaching, and the hall master has not returned.

This made them panic.

You must know that the Seven Emotions Department has placed a restriction in their bodies. If they cannot return within the mission period, the restriction will be activated instantly to obliterate them.

Swish!
At this moment, a ray of light flew from the sky and landed lightly in front of the monks. It was Zhao Xun.

"Meet the Hall Master!" Mo Huasheng and other monks breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts hanging in their throats finally dropped. With joy on their faces, they hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage.

Zhao Xun nodded slightly: "I've kept you waiting for a long time, so please return to Mocha Mountain immediately."

"Yes!"

The distance between Green Glory City and Moyuan was not too far. The monks from the Twelve Halls hurriedly hurried and finally returned to the Seven Emotions Division of Mosha Mountain when the mission deadline was about to end.

In the Seven Emotions Department, the heads of the Twelve Halls and the head of Mo Ce gathered together.

"This must be Hall Master Chen of Hall Twelve."

"Sure enough, the heroic boy is indeed a real demon!"

"I wonder how much Qi of the Seven Emotions Hall Master Chen has collected this time, and it has also opened the eyes of the brothers..."

"..."

The hall masters of Qiqing Division were male and female, old and young, all of whom were members of the Demon Clan. Inside, Zhao Xun was surprised to find Mo Ming, an old acquaintance.

No wonder the old boy Mo Ming suddenly disappeared from the exit of the Desolate Demonic Forbidden Land. It turned out that he had received a secret mission and came to the Southern Tomb of the Demonic Temple to participate in the plan to seize the sky!
Under the cover of the inner demon scripture, Mo Ming did not discover Zhao Xun's identity, but looked at this top genius of the inner demon clan with curious eyes.

"Okay, as per the old rules, everyone will hand over their collection amount and rank according to the degree of completion."

Mo Ce squeezed out a smile on his paralyzed face and said: "This time, the superiors attach great importance to the collection of the Qi of the Seven Emotions. They want to speed up the concentration of the demon heart, so they have increased the share of rewards. The top three in completion can go Choose treasures of different levels from the Demonic Treasury!"

These words immediately made the hall masters excited.

"Brother, where is this Heavenly Demon Treasure House?" Zhao Xun looked at Mo Ming standing next to him.

Mo Ming looked at him from the corner of his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that this genius from the Inner Demon Clan seemed familiar.

It must be an illusion...

"The Heavenly Demon Treasure House is where our Heavenly Demon Clan stores treasures. There is also one in the southern tomb of the Demon Temple. Monks who have contributed greatly to the plan to seize the sky can go there to select treasures!"

"Magical weapons, elixirs, elixirs, talismans... and they are of extremely high level, which are of great help to us Mahayana monks. You can find everything you can think of!"

Zhao Xun didn't believe it, and he laughed and said: "I want a fairy from the spirit world, can I find one?"

"can!"

Mo Ming laughed strangely twice, looked Zhao Xun up and down, and said with a smile. (End of chapter)