Wild boar

Chapter 941 Buddhist Attitude
Dongsheng.

Penghaijiao Island.

Next to a huge fox demon lying prone.

A woman wearing a gold mask and a dozen women wearing silver masks sat around a pot of flowers and plants, chanting prayers of unknown meaning.

This pot of flowers and plants is the sacred tree of cause and effect.

I saw a priestess go and take out a wooden box.

Then the wooden box contains something extremely sacred, which is Zhu Zishan's pig hair.

The female priests took off their masks and took turns licking the brown pig hair with their tongues...

This is an extremely sacred ceremony, and they lick it very seriously, which represents their inner piety.

After each priestess licked each pig hair wet, the high priest held the pig hairs in his hands and put them into the bonsai of the God of Karma.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...

The nine leaves of the God of Cause and Effect tree were shaking loudly, obviously sending out a message.

The Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions.

High above the sea of ​​clouds.

Zhu Riming, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.

He has found the approximate location of the escaped Buddhist cultivator by citing the Karma Tree.

Destiny pointed to a Buddhist cultivator named Hongyun Jindan.

Although this person's cultivation level is low, he is causally entangled with Zhu Zishan. Therefore, Zhu Zishan can use the items on his body to calculate the approximate location of this person.

Hong Yun was a man with poor magical powers and a penchant for life. He was afraid that he would not be able to survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation. Therefore, his fate had already been determined, and the Karma Tree could easily grasp his approximate location.

Master Hongyun is currently hiding in Wangchen Mountain on the edge of the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions.

Master Hongyun will never be able to hide alone. He must be with most high-level Buddhist cultivators. Therefore, Zhu Riming can find those high-level Buddhist cultivators who are hiding as long as he finds Master Hongyun.

The three sword boats turned around and headed towards Wangchen Mountain Poyun.

a few days later.

in an unknown sea.

An unknown island.

A strong man wearing a wild boar cloak climbed up from a rock.

The way of the human heart is really magical, even the incorporeal ghosts can actually do it, making it watery and juicy.

The businesswoman sat up from the rock with a flushed face and looked at Zhu Zishan with unfinished thoughts.

"We have got rid of those great Shura kings, let's go back." Zhu Zishan said with his hands crossed.

The merchant girl smoothed her messy hair around her ears and looked at the vast sea.

"Where is this? Where should we go back from?" the business woman asked strangely.

"I don't know either, but it doesn't matter. I have many methods to locate the location."

A black tornado soared into the sky again. Zhu Zishan and Shang Nu were actually above the sea. They had been running around the clock for several days, but they were still full of mana, refreshed and energetic...

Forgotten Mountain.

Many Buddhist disciples are discussing where to go.

Jiushifuzi, who was sitting on a stubborn rock, suddenly raised his hand.

Many Buddhist disciples suddenly fell silent.

Some Buddhist disciples have low cultivation and cannot detect anything even if they let go of their spiritual consciousness. Their faces are frightened, and they are all like frightened birds.

suddenly.A snow-white sword light passed by in the air.

The sword light hovered in the air and headed straight towards the many Buddhist cultivators in the valley.

Seeing a sword light, many Buddhist disciples in the valley breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as they are not Shura, that's fine. Human monks are all allies.

The sword light faded away, and a tall man in white looked around and said with a smile to the many Buddhist disciples: "Everyone is in a meeting?"

"World Honored Moko...could it be that the master of Dongsheng Taoist Sect is the Master of Li Jian?" Among the many Buddhas present, Jiushi Buddha had the highest level of cultivation and was at the peak of the ninth level, but he still could not see through Zhu Riming's cultivation level.

Therefore, Jushi Fozi concluded that the person in front of him must be a monk in the transformation stage. Among the three sword cultivators in Dongsheng Daomen, only Li Jian Zhenjun looked like a young man.

However, the man shook his head and said: "My name is Qianqiu, and I am the junior brother of Zhenjun Li Jian."

"Qianqiu Zhenjun?"

"Dongsheng Dao Sect actually has four great divine sword cultivators!?"

"Strength is so powerful that a hundred flowers can really bloom."

"Perhaps it would be better to defect to Taoism..."

"Zhu just arrived. I wonder what everyone was talking about in the meeting?" Zhu Riming interrupted everyone and asked loudly.

"May I ask if Taoist Master Qianqiu knows about the Shura tribe's invasion?" Jiushi Fozi asked, cupping his fists.

Zhu Riming nodded and flicked his sleeves.

A clatter.

Several pieces of bloody iron mace fell to the ground.

Although the iron mace looks simple, the detailed patterns are extremely fine and full of exotic style.

The mace is made of a dark gold material, obviously heavy and unusual, and absolutely extraordinary.

All the Buddhist monks here with keen senses can detect the boundless blood evil on this iron mace. How many lives must be killed to condense such blood evil?
If this iron mace is obtained by sword cultivation, the blood evil in the iron mace can be used to refine a magical flying sword with so much evil energy.

Its level is at least...

Transformation period!
This Taoist True Lord killed a Shura King who was in the stage of becoming a god?

"Buddhist masters don't need to be polite." Zhu Riming said politely.

"May I ask whether True Lord Qianqiu has ever fought against the Shura clan? Could this object be a magical weapon of the Shura clan?" Jiushi Buddha asked.

"We received news half a month ago that the Shura tribe invaded this world. The location of the invasion was the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Region. The Shura tribe's purpose was to transform this world into the Shura Blood Prison. If they were allowed to succeed, the world of this world would be destroyed. The laws will change, and both human and demon races in this world will become Shura servants..."

"We, the Taoist monks, are pursuing longevity and freedom, so naturally we have no interest in becoming servants of the Shura clan. The Dongsheng Taoist sect has decided to fight to the end, and would rather live in pieces than in ruins..."

"We, the sword cultivators, used the skill of driving a thousand-mile sword, flew to the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Region, and took advantage of their unpreparedness to kill a great Shura King who was in the late stage of divine transformation. This was the Shura magic weapon he held!"

"Now that the Shura clan has been disturbed by me, they have temporarily withdrawn from the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions and are wreaking havoc in the sea of ​​suffering. However, in two years at most, the Shura clan will return to the Buddhist Kingdom of the Western Regions..."

At this point, many Buddhist cultivators in the canyon started whispering.

"Everyone, please be patient. The above is what I, the Dongsheng Taoist Sect, know about. I wonder how much the fellow Buddhists here know about the Shura clan? What are your plans now?" Zhu Riming asked loudly.

I saw Jushi Buddha put his hands together and bowed deeply to Zhu Riming and said: "The true king of the Taoist sect has extraordinary courage and superb methods. He used a sword from a thousand miles to kill the great Shura King. It was like a disaster coming to the world to punish Shura. The poor monk heard his emotions. Surging, I’m really impressed!”

"We Buddhist monks are like bereaved dogs now. What we are discussing now is just which company to seek strong support to protect us and save our lives!"

"As for our attitude towards the Shura clan, Daoist True Lord, there is no need to worry. As the saying goes, those who are not from our clan will have different hearts. We, the Buddhists in the Western Regions, and the Shura clan are sworn in and will never stop fighting. There is no way we can become their servants!" Jiu Shifozilao said with tears streaming down his face.

"Where do you plan to take shelter?" Zhu Riming asked.

Jiushifuzi once again clasped his fists and said to Zhu Riming: "This is really a joke to Qianqiu Zhenjun. We are short-sighted. We only know that the Confucian sage Tianhao is the peak of the late stage of divine transformation. With his vast supernatural powers, he may be able to rival the Great Shura King. , but they don’t know that Men Zhenjun is the real sword that dominates the world, and no one can match it!”

"We are willing to take shelter under Qianqiu Zhenjun's door, and ask Qianqiu Zhenjun to take him in." Jiushi Buddha knelt on his knees, pushing gold bricks, and said like a jade pillar.

(End of this chapter)