Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

The King of Ten Thousand Ghosts stared at the green tree mark between his eyebrows. For some reason, he suddenly felt frightened. He shook his head and said: "Senior, this saint was shot in the back. The real source of the ghost mist starts from the wound on the back... …”

"Ah."

Chen Pingan nodded.

He seemed to have figured it out.

This shot is so destructive, it should be a ghost treasure, and the grade is not low. At least a holy weapon cannot do this, and at worst it must be a quasi-imperial weapon.

Even after being stabbed by a quasi-emperor weapon, this person was able to escape to Youluo Mountain and bury himself in a jade coffin. It can be seen that this person relied entirely on the green tree mark.

"This small green tree may be a treasure..."

Chen Ping'an's eyes flashed and his mind became active.

Anyway, this saint has been dead for so many years, and now he is fully capable of digging out this mark and studying it carefully.

"King of Ten Thousand Ghosts, I want to do something to this saint's body. Do you have any objections?

Chen Ping'an looked at the King of Ghosts, half-smiling but not smiling.

"Senior, feel free to take action..."

The King of Ghosts trembled, how could he dare to disagree, unless he disliked his longevity.

He also saw that the senior was interested in the green tree mark.

Originally, he had the same idea.

But for some reason, as soon as he came into contact with the jade coffin, an inexplicable emotion arose in his heart, making him give up such an idea.

Chen Pingan slashed towards the jade coffin with his sword.

Bang!

The jade coffin shattered in response.

This jade coffin is also a heaven-level treasure, but it is still unable to withstand the blood-devouring demon sword.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to grab the green tree mark.

Suddenly, the young saint's corpse opened its eyes and let out a sneer.

"This saint is not dead yet!"

Chen Ping'an's face stiffened when he heard this, and he retracted his arms.

The King of Ten Thousand Ghosts was so frightened that he stepped back hundreds of feet.

The awakened young man slowly sat up, his eyes penetrated Chen Pingan's shoulders and fell on the King of Ghosts. He murmured and smiled: "Come back, my body."

Done.

The King of Ghosts suddenly looked frightened, and his body turned into a ray of light uncontrollably and flew into the young man's body.

at the same time.

The original subordinates of the Ten Thousand Ghost King who were in the extraordinary realm also turned into rays of light and flew into the ground and entered the young man's body.

The young man's complexion suddenly improved.

The wounds on his body have also healed a lot, and there is less ghost mist surging outward.

Chen Ping'an withdrew, holding the Blood-devouring Demonic Sword, and stared at everything with a frown.

It turned out that this saint had never died.

He just scattered part of the body and let it grow naturally, and then when the time was up, he took it all back.

"Haha, who are you? This skill of cutting leeks is really superb. Chen admires it!"

Chen Pingan smiled coldly.

Although this saint has recovered from his injuries, his level has not improved. He has only been promoted to the second level of the Saint Realm.

"Haha, I'm really surprised that there is a guy as powerful as you in the wilderness!"

The young man stared at Chen Pingan, smiled proudly and said, "I am the Infinite Saint."

"Are you from Canglan Continent?"

Chen Pingan asked calmly.

"That's right, I was just recovering from my injuries in this hellish place in the wilderness. I didn't expect that my injuries were too serious. I have been sleeping for many years..."

Sage Wuji smiled, stepped down from the jade coffin, stretched his hands and feet, and said with his tongue: "This Ghost Spear is indeed a quasi-imperial weapon. It is so powerful that it almost killed me."

Chen Pingan frowned.

It seemed that everything was close to what he had guessed. The Wuji Saint was attacked so seriously by a quasi-emperor weapon from Ghost Road.

"You hand over all the sacred weapons and commit suicide. I will keep your body intact and retain the dignity of a strong man."

Saint Wuji put his hands behind his back and stared at Chen Pingan indifferently.

"Are you kidding me?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said very relaxedly: "Your cultivation in the holy realm is vulnerable to me. Do you believe that I can twist off your head and use it as a chamber pot?"

"Ha ha……"

Saint Wuji laughed angrily.

A mere ant in a barbaric land actually dares to speak so brazenly.

call!

Countless black ghost mist suddenly poured out of his body, and some black textures appeared on the surface of his skin, making him look a bit ferocious.

"Did you refine the energy of the Ghost Spear?"

Chen Ping'an said in surprise.

"Yes, since I can't drive it away, I simply refined it."

Saint Wuji sneered.

"You look half human and half ghost, so ugly..." Chen Pingan shook his head and sneered.

The green tree mark between Saint Wuji's eyebrows shone brightly, flashing with green light. He said with a ferocious smile: "Ant, today I will let you turn into fertilizer to nourish my Void Sacred Tree."

talking.

This small green tree mark suddenly grew and quickly turned into a big tree.

This big tree has a canopy area of ​​ten feet, with streaks of green light hanging down.

The green light is filled with the power of life.

But the whole big tree exudes bursts of strong spatial power.

"The Void Sacred Tree? One of the Seven Immortal Treasures?

Chen Ping'an was also shocked.

How could a piece of shit like Saint Wuji obtain the Void Sacred Tree?

You know, the Void Sacred Tree is one of the seven immortal treasures in the Xuantian Realm!

And the seven immortal treasures are superior to the emperor.

It is impossible for even a great emperor to obtain it, let alone a mere saint who has entered the holy realm.

"Haha, when you die, I will naturally tell you the truth."

The Wuji Sage smiled. He smiled a little arrogantly and proudly, seeming to enjoy Chen Ping'an's country bumpkin appearance.

Buzz!

Chen Pingan's expression suddenly changed, and there was a violent noise in his storage ring, as if something wanted to rush out.

His consciousness swept away.

Chen Ping'an was surprised to find that the one-foot-long black wood that was one of the trophies originally obtained from Shenhui was vibrating violently and seemed to want to fly out.

"How is this going?"

Chen Ping'an was shocked.

Originally, in his opinion, this was just an ordinary piece of wood.

Now, why is this wood moving like a spirit?

With a thought, Chen Pingan took out the black wood from the storage ring.

After the black wood flew out, it started swimming like a black dragon.

"Well, what is this?"

Saint Wuji was also stunned for a moment, thinking that Chen Pingan had brought out another incredible treasure.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be just an ordinary piece of wood, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Buzz!

The black wood shook violently, and a layer of ancient bark peeled off, revealing purple bark.

A layer of purple light emerged from the roots of the tree.

This purple light gives people an extremely holy and noble feeling, which actually makes people feel the desire to worship.

Chen Pingan's expression changed.

Why do these tree roots give him the feeling of a Buddhist treasure?

All along, what he hated the most was Buddhism.

Purple light continued to fly out from the tree roots, forming a purple Buddha in mid-air.

Looking at this big purple Buddha, Saint Wuji frowned and smiled: "Buddhist treasure? Sure, I am very interested..."

"Monster, where can you escape!"

The purple Buddha seemed to have a very low tolerance for ghost mist. He shouted coldly and slapped it with a palm.

Saint Wuji sneered, and the Void Sacred Tree above his head shook.

In an instant, endless changes occurred in the surrounding space, isolating the purple Buddha's palm.

However, something surprising happened to him.

The purple Buddha's palm ignored the spatial magical power of the Void Sacred Tree, and fell down, hitting the Wuji Saint's body.

Bang!

The black fog in the sky disappeared, and the Wuji Saint groaned, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The purple Buddha palm grabbed the Void Sacred Tree and brought it back.

"Amazing……"

Seeing Saint Wuji die so easily, the Void Sacred Tree was also taken away.

Chen Ping'an was also shocked.

This wood is so powerful. Why didn't Shenhui use it that day?

Could it be that Shenhui didn't study it clearly?

The purple Buddha held the Void Sacred Tree, looked down at Chen Pingan and said: "You are destined to be my Buddha, are you willing to accept the inheritance of my purple Buddha lineage?"

Are you related to Buddha?

Purple Buddha?

Chen Pingan almost vomited when he heard this.

What he hates most in his life is monks, and now this purple Buddha shadow actually allows him to accept the Buddhist inheritance!

Even if it means death, I can't accept it.

"I do not accept."

Chen Pingan refused.

He is not interested at all in the crappy Purple Buddha inheritance.

"Oh, I didn't agree. I finally found a genius who can inherit the Purple Buddha..."

The purple Buddha figure sighed.

Chen Ping'an's face was ashen and his eyes were filled with fire.

Originally, in order to save the Qingyun Sect, he, a dignified sword cultivator, entered the White Deer Academy to learn the art of Holy Words, which was already against his will.

Unexpectedly, someone actually wanted him to enter Buddhism!

This is so disgusting.

"Master, I miss you so much!"

The purple Buddha's eyes suddenly looked sad and murmured: "You threw one of my roots here, but you disappeared. After so many years, I sometimes go crazy and sometimes normal, and I have never found the successor of the Purple Buddha. I am too useless."

"Master? Who is your master?"

Chen Pingan's heart moved and he couldn't help but ask.

"You are not qualified to know about my master, you just need to remember that he is the most invincible person in the world!"

The purple Buddha shadow glanced at Chen Pingan with disdain.

The most invincible person in the world?

Chen Ping'an frowned and suddenly remembered the words he saw in the Ghost Emperor's Palace in the Netherworld.

"Destroy three thousand realms, be invincible for millions of years, count all the famous people, I will suppress the heavens myself!"

The purple Buddha shadow dissipated, turning into purple light and returning to the wood.

At the same time, the Void Sacred Tree also turned into a small green tree, growing on the wood.

The wood at this moment is no longer black, but purple.

"Your master, is he this person?"

Chen Pingan waved his hand, and the spiritual power in the void formed a picture. In the picture, a black carriage without a mount burst out of the sky.

"Ha ha……"

The purple wood just smiled softly. After a long time, it slowly said: "My dear friend, please think carefully about whether you want to accept the inheritance of the Purple Buddha. This Maha Infinite Sutra is the highest secret of Buddhism..."

Done.

The purple wood fell asleep, silently. (End of chapter)