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Chapter 275 It’s very simple, I will become a Buddha!
"The demonic state is quite interesting." Su Heng touched his chin, a gleam of joy flashing across his eyes.

Su Heng's terrifying strength mainly comes from two points. The first point is his own physique and realm, which is the foundation. The second point is the blessing brought by the many secret methods and flesh and blood changes such as Tyrant Martial Arts, Dragon Marrow, Golden Crow Heart, etc., which is also extremely important.

The Demonic State and the Tyrant State should be similar.

However, the emphasis is different. The former is more on the spiritual realm, which is ever-changing.

The latter greatly increases physical strength, and maximizes strength and speed.

of course.

The demonic state has not been unlocked yet.

These inferences are just Su Heng's subjective guesses.

What the specific situation will be at that time will depend on how much change this period of practice can bring.

In addition to the changes on the attribute panel, after absorbing the remaining spiritual power in the statue, Su Heng's mind also gained a lot of enlightenment. He frowned slightly and sorted out these memories again. Then he stretched out his five fingers, and as if by instinct, a emerald light enveloped the outside and radiated out.

"Pharmacist Liuli Light!" Ke Yulan's pupils trembled slightly as she recognized the origin of this magical power.

Back in the day in Yunzhongtian, Xie Xianyu had used the same method to deal with Su Heng. The defense brought by the pharmacist Liuliguang was quite impressive. Su Heng defeated it in one fell swoop only after he released the true body of Tyrant Dragon. And now, the same method fell into Su Heng's hands.

Whether in terms of effect or scope, there is a world of difference and they are completely on not the same level.

In particular, Yakushi Ruriko can block attacks from the spiritual realm.

This made Su Heng feel particularly happy.

Wait until the next time I meet King Dingxuan.

Even if the opponent recovers to his peak and re-condenses the Dharma image.

By then, with the magical power of Medicine Master Liuliguang in hand, he will also be able to block and counterattack. He will no longer be like a wooden man, fixed in place and used as a living target. And this is just one statue. If he absorbs all the spiritual power of the more than ten statues behind it.

if everything goes well.

Su Heng should be able to obtain a few magical powers from it, which would enrich his methods and he would not be afraid of being collected information and deliberately targeted.

"Let's go to the next place!" Su Heng said to Ke Yulan.

"I understand." Ke Yulan nodded and walked in front.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart. Ever since the conflict at the Anshelie Dragon Tomb, Ke Yulan had been collecting information about Su Heng. She knew that his strength was improving at an astonishing speed, but seeing it with her own eyes gave her a completely different feeling.

In just less than half a day, Su Heng had already covered a distance that an ordinary celestial being might not be able to cover in a hundred years.

This growth rate...

It is completely beyond the description of a monster or evildoer.

He is simply an incomprehensible evil god!

Ke Yulan was the first to leave the cave and come outside.

Su Heng picked up a piece of crystal with a faint green light from the cave, and crushed it with a little force. Countless crystal fragments turned into gravel in Su Heng's hand, rustling through the gaps between his fingers.

"When I saw these crystals glowing, I thought they were some kind of radioactive minerals." Su Heng thought with some regret.

It turned out to be just an ordinary crystal.

Even now, after the fusion of the Seed of Destruction, the atomic breath brought by the Golden Crow's Heart was still the most destructive killer weapon among all of Su Heng's methods, without a doubt.

But this is far from the peak of the Golden Crow Heart. After all, it had been severely damaged and a lot of flesh and blood had been removed by Su Heng.

Su Heng tried to repair it several times, but with little effect.

until now.

After seeing these glowing crystals, an idea came into his mind.

"Perhaps by absorbing certain radioactive minerals, we can repair the Golden Crow Heart, or even further enhance its power."

Su Heng thought about it carefully and thought that this method was feasible.

"Write it down for now. I can arrange for my men to help find out the news later." Thinking of this, Su Heng bent down, lowered his head and walked out of the cave.

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when!
when!
when!
Rolling snow-capped mountains and barren Gobi Desert.

The cold wind blowing from the distant sky was like a knife, whistling, and the scene was desolate and vast.

Yet, in this lifeless land, there is an ancient temple made of gold and colored glaze. Hundred-meter-high Buddha statues stand among the red walls. There are towering towers and nine-colored prayer flags fluttering in the wind.

The sound of ancient chanting mixed with the smell of incense and ghee came from the temple.

This is the Hundred Buddhas Temple.

It is also the temple that spreads the teachings most widely among the three major Tantric sects.

It was afternoon, and beams of golden light shone through the vast sky and fell into the temple. But they could not penetrate the thick darkness deep inside the Hundred Buddha Temple. In the center of the Hundred Buddha Temple was a huge palace with white walls and red tiles, 33 meters high.

It was also pitch black inside.

You can only vaguely see the majestic and solemn golden Buddha statue in the center of the temple.

Under the Buddha statue, Solban's long hair, which was as long as a wild horse's, was shaved off. He put his hands together and sat cross-legged on a vermilion lotus platform. Around the lotus platform were golden lamps the size of a child's palm, with dark red flames jumping inside and curling white smoke.

The white smoke rose upwards, but it condensed in the majestic hall and did not dissipate.

From a distance, it looked like a bunch of pale fences, sealing Solban's tall and burly body inside.

Lost freedom, unable to move.

This barbarian king, who was famous in the Skull Plain, had a calm expression.

But there was a hint of sadness in those dark and deep pupils, which could not be dispelled no matter what.

Around the main hall, eighteen high monks in the Heavenly Specter realm, wearing red robes, formed an incomplete circle, surrounding Solban. They held vajra bells and gavels in their hands, rosaries made of brow bones hung around their necks, and Dharma drums made of high monks' skulls and human skin hung around their waists.

At this time, he was chanting scriptures and dancing at the same time.

He shook the vajra bell in his hand and struck the Zamaru hanging around his waist with the gavel, creating a rhythmic sound.

As these strange monks chanted together, the lights in the golden cups around Solban suddenly lit up.

A large amount of smoke, like a countercurrent waterfall, filled the entire hall.

Amid the increasingly distant drumbeats, Solban's originally bright and deep pupils gradually spread out, appearing somewhat dull, and even saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, falling on his magnificent chest engraved with golden Sanskrit.

boom!
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the darkness.

Although the sound was slight, it was particularly noticeable amid the neat drum beats.

Especially Solban, who had already begun to lose consciousness under the spells of many high monks. But after hearing the familiar sound, he still raised his head sharply. On his broad face, like a horse, there was a trace of doubt, pain, confusion, etc.

A thin figure walked out of the darkness.

His body was hunched, he exuded a smell of decay, and his two dark blue eyes were deeply sunken in his eye sockets.

The man held a golden staff in his left hand, which he used as a walking stick to support his body.

The other hand held a skull bowl made from the head of a great monk, with a thin layer of ghee in it.

This skinny old man is the current abbot of Baifo Temple.

The great wise venerable Sariputta.

It was Sariputra who prophesied that a son of a dragon would be born into the world.

Afterwards, he sent people to search for the young Barbarian King Solban and brought him back to the temple. In the following decades, he taught him carefully, and the two of them were both master and apprentice, and father and son. But now he was betrayed, and a restriction that was implanted in Solban's body when he was young was activated.

After briefly losing consciousness.

When I woke up again, I saw the scene before me.

The two looked at each other, Solban's eyes were sad, "Master, what did I do wrong?"

The Great Wisdom Venerable was silent for a while, and in the silence, the Tiangui Zen Masters who were surrounding him also sat down again. White smoke came out of their smooth foreheads, and their faces were dark red. Even with the help of the prohibition, they were still consuming a lot of energy to suppress Solban.

Several of the younger monks were even trembling slightly and were so exhausted that they almost fell down and fainted on the ground.

But even so.

They also tried hard not to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the master and disciple who were in the middle of the hall.

"Child..." After a long silence, the Great Wisdom Master sighed and whispered, "You did nothing wrong."

"It's this world that's wrong."

"The mythical battlefield has arrived. The turmoil in Changshengtian has deepened. The situation is becoming more dangerous." The Great Wisdom Venerable said calmly, "Only you have the qualifications to lead the ancient Buddha from the other side of the sea of ​​suffering. For the inheritance of Tantra, this is a necessary sacrifice."

"So, when you killed my family and took me away from the tribe, you already knew that the Myth Battlefield would be opened, right?" The smile on Solban's face was a little bitter.

The Great Wisdom Venerable bowed his head deeply.

Do not know why.

After decades of getting along, he now dared not look his apprentice in the eyes.

"Don't blame me. As a person in power, I must give up everything and make sacrifices." The Great Wisdom Venerable turned the Buddhist beads in his hand and silently recited a few verses. When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with a vast Buddhist light, and his original emotions could no longer be seen.

The Great Wisdom Master stepped in front of Solban.

He reached out to touch the ghee in the skull's bowl, stirred it gently, and left his fingers hanging in the air.

Before touching, the skinny fingers of the Great Wisdom Master paused for a moment, "Relax, it will be over soon." He whispered to himself, as if to convince himself. Then, without any hesitation, he gently pressed his ghee-covered fingers on Solban's head.

laugh!
It's like a red-hot iron touching the mist.

The moment the two came into contact, a loud noise was heard.

Solban's eyes suddenly turned white, and he looked up. Veins on his neck were tense, throbbing, and spreading downwards. It was as if there was some beast in his body, struggling violently, trying to break out of its shell. A painful howl that was not human suddenly came out from the corner of his wide-open mouth.

Zen Master Tiangui on both sides was already exhausted.

But after seeing this scene, he still raised his head, swallowed the secret medicine that had been prepared long ago, and recited scriptures.

Boundless magic power gathered together, and golden Buddha light rippled. Along with the golden petals appearing in the void, a great will crossed time and space, brought the golden light to the sky, and finally merged into Solban's soul.

The violently trembling muscles on Solban's body slowly calmed down as the golden light surged.

However, the facial features on his face became vaguely blurred under the golden light. From the original masculine and tough, he became aloof, like an ancient Buddha king who was cold and ruthless, overlooking all living beings.

Seeing Solban no longer struggling and a phantom appearing on his body.

The Great Wisdom Venerable wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, "It's going more smoothly than I thought, but it's a pity..."

He shook his head. Now that he had made the decision, he decided not to think about it anymore.

But he hadn't finished venting his anger yet.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened to Solban in front of him.

The shadow of the ancient Buddha looming over Solban seemed to have sensed something, and his expression suddenly became ferocious and angry. His eyes were bloodshot, and a large area of ​​black fascia spread from his chin to his face, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

It was as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, and at this moment he was cursing directly at the Great Wisdom Master.

puff!
The spell of reception was broken and backfired.

The eighteen red-robed Zen masters around them were already at the end of their rope.

At this time, they were hit hard again, and it was so sudden that they could not react at all. More than half of them died on the spot. The rest fell into a coma, and their foundation was damaged. Even if they could regain consciousness in the future, they would inevitably face a situation where their cultivation would regress and they would not be able to make any progress in their lifetime.

But for Zen Master Dazhi, this is just a small matter.

What made him even more terrified was that Solban, who was supposed to be a sacrifice and had lost consciousness, suddenly stood up from the lotus platform. His eyes were filled with blood, and black mist was surging around his body. He could vaguely hear the miserable howl of an ancient Buddha being refined and swallowed alive.

Snapped!
The Galaba bowl in the hand of Zen Master Dazhi fell to the ground, and the ghee spilled everywhere.

"He transforms the devil into a great method!" Anger and fear made the skinny body of the Great Wisdom Zen Master tremble violently. In the shadow cast by Solban, he unconsciously took a step back.

But thinking of the things they had experienced in the past, Zen Master Dazhi couldn't help but said sternly, "Do you know what you are doing? Without Master Gufo, how can we fight against the Mythology Battlefield and the monster Su Heng!"

Looking at his master who was in a state of panic, Solban sighed and suddenly felt that everything that had bound him in the past was cut off and let go. He felt his body was more relaxed than ever before, as if he had wings and was flying in the sky.

"It's very simple!" Solban smiled faintly and said calmly, "I will become a Buddha!"

After that, he no longer concealed his realm above the Heavenly Devil. Moreover, because he transformed an ancient Buddha with the Heavenly Demonic Transformation Technique, Solban's aura was still growing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to the limit of Transcendental Transformation, and there was only one step away from breaking through to the next realm of Dharma.

Rumble!
A vast and majestic aura rises into the sky.

It first turned into a golden column of smoke, then spread outward, and further turned into a tide, covering the entire Hundred Buddha Temple. At this moment, countless white pagoda Buddha statues were buzzing and trembling, and cracks spread, as if they could not withstand this terrible force.

In front of Solban, the Great Wisdom Master looked at the disciple he had trained personally.

For a moment, it felt extremely unfamiliar.

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