Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 401 Wen Qingxuan: Master, I am starting my apprenticeship today (Part )

The Four Saints Tower, the first floor of Tai Ling Patriarch.

The black-robed Ye Kong, who was one of the Three Pure Ones, stood in mid-air, the corners of his mouth twitching as he stared at the scene in front of him speechlessly.

Under the protection of several people from the Wen family, Luo Li summoned the Dharma body of the Goddess Luo and awakened the remaining will of the Tai Ling ancestor in a unique way.

The eleventh-ranked Luoshen Dharmakāya is worthy of its reputation, and its aura strength is almost as good as that of the tenth-ranked Qingjian Tongxuan Body.

And Luo Shen's appearance is indeed extremely beautiful, coupled with her extremely sharp and powerful sword intent that is even stronger than Qingshan Sword Saint, which adds a unique charm.

But Ye Kong believed that his master's wife Kong Xuan and second master Feng Yusheng were not inferior to her in appearance, but they were different in temperament, one was arrogant and domineering, and the other was graceful and elegant.

In comparison, Luoshen's temperament seems to be an ultimate aesthetic, showing the beauty of women to the extreme; for men, the temptation should be the greatest.

only……

"No matter how beautiful she is, it has nothing to do with you, an old licker. Why are you so attentive, old man?"

Looking at the stone tablet that carried the remaining will of the Tai Ling ancestor and had been shaking violently since the appearance of the Luoshen Dharmakaya, Ye Kong felt so angry that he didn't know where to start.

Although Luo Li's competitor next door named Bai Xiner is indeed not a good person, she at least used the authentic cultivation method of the Tailing ancient clan to call upon you, the ancestor.

As a result, Bai Xiner sensed it for a long time, but you didn't respond; Luo Li's Luoshen Dharma Body dropped a few rays of spiritual light, and you shook violently, trying hard to crawl out of your deep sleep...

Among the four great late-stage Saint-level masters, you claimed to be the most seriously injured and fell asleep the earliest, but when you sensed the aura of the Goddess of Luo River, you suddenly jumped up. What else can I, Ye Huankong, say? What else can I say?
Respect, not understanding, but blessing.

A man's heart never fades until he dies, and the goddess's information is the best.

The stone tablet on the altar vibrated for several minutes, and then emitted a vast, ancient, and majestic spiritual light that shot up into the sky, piercing through the heaven and earth.

The light condensed above the altar and transformed into a mysterious light and shadow. The figure looked to be middle-aged, with a strong face, not handsome, and revealing a vicissitudes of life.

It was the ancestor Tai Ling who had been thinking about Luo Shen all his life.

As soon as he came out, his gaze turned to the Dharmakāya of the Goddess Luo River. A deep look of nostalgia emerged in his eyes, and he whispered, "I didn't expect that after thousands of years, I would be able to see the Dharmakāya of the Goddess Luo River again." He was immersed in deep recollection.

Luo Li reminded the ancestor to do his job and kill the evil clan; Ancestor Tai Ling appeared directly in front of Luo Li and asked about the relationship between Luo Li and Luoshen.

After learning that Luo Li was the descendant of Goddess Luo, Patriarch Tai Ling stared at Luo Li's cheek with an extremely affectionate look, reminiscing about his old friend.

Then he chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that the person who awakened my dormant will would be her descendant," "She always said that I had no destiny with her, but it seems that is not the case"...

Seeing this scene, the black-robed Ye Kongqing couldn't help but murmur in a low voice,
"This Tai Ling Patriarch is so infatuated, why does he need me to help guard him? It's really redundant for me to come here..."

After reminiscing about his old friend for a while, Patriarch Tai Ling remembered his important business. Looking at the evil tribes from outside the domain around him, his eyes flickered.

Just as he was about to take action, his face suddenly paused and he said in surprise:
"Huh? The remaining soul of the Rakshasa Demon Emperor at the level of Gun Ancestor and the remaining soul of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Emperor at the level of Qingtian Ancestor have actually been killed?
The injuries sustained by the Spear Ancestor were not much less serious than those suffered by me. The methods of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Emperor at the old ghost Qingtian's place were treacherous, and unexpectedly they were much faster than mine.

Fortunately, you woke me up in time, otherwise my will might have been destroyed, and this level would have fallen as well..."

"Senior, what about the floor of the Buddha Patriarch? What's the situation there?"

When Luo Li heard that the other two floors of the tower were safe, he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as two floors of the Four Sacred Towers were saved, they would be safe.

But the next moment, she thought of Muchen who was at the same level as the Buddha Patriarch. Everything was going smoothly for them, but Muchen must not be in any danger.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be a big deal."

Patriarch Tai Ling shook his head. Seeing Luo Li's anxious expression, he knew that there must be someone in the level of the old ghost Fu Tu who the little girl was extremely concerned about, so he used his mind to sense it slightly.

After a few breaths, he secretly said that the descendants of the old Buddha ghost were very lucky, and relaxed his tone to comfort him:

"Don't worry. Among the four of us, the old ghost Fu Tu's injuries are relatively minor. As long as the noise is loud enough, he will definitely wake up. As long as he wakes up early enough, nothing will happen."

Seeing that Luo Li's expression had eased a little, Patriarch Tai Ling nodded slowly, stretched out his finger, and gently tapped between Luo Li's fair eyebrows. The spiritual light from his fingertips bloomed and flowed into the latter's eyebrows.

"Help me clean this place up."

Patriarch Tai Ling said the last sentence, and looked deeply at Luo Li's pretty face with a look of nostalgia; then his body gradually faded until it disappeared.

Ye Kong in black robe did not show up to meet Patriarch Tai Ling. There was no need for that.

The old ancestor Tai Ling only has a little bit of willpower left, his spirit has completely dissipated, and even the gods cannot save him.

With the last bit of spiritual power from Ancestor Tai Ling, Luo Li nodded to Ancestor Tai Ling whose figure disappeared, and then moved, appeared on the shoulder of Luoshen's Dharma body, and raised his hand to attack.

A stream of light gushed out from the fingertips of Luoshen's Dharmakaya, surging against the wind, and instantly turned into a surging Milky Way covering tens of thousands of miles, clearing out all the evil masters.

"Okay, I have nothing to do here. I wonder how the boss and the white-robed man are doing..." Ye Kong in the black robe left quietly.

……

The first level of the Qingtian Patriarch.

A huge demon corpse fell to the ground, its body was hollowed out, with dozens of stone sticks inserted into it, and its demon soul was scattered; countless evil masters had their heads smashed, their corpses torn into pieces, and black demon blood spilled all over the ground.

Ye Kong in white robe threw the Demon-Slaying Order and looked at the dead demon corpse with a smile on his face.

Outside the altar, the divine ape army led by the Four Vajras sat respectfully in a circle, listening to the light and shadow of the Patriarch Qingtian preaching on the altar.

The ancestor Qingtian is a man with a well-proportioned body and ordinary looks. In ancient times, he was famous for his strong physical strength. He created his own unique skill "Hand of Qingtian", which is ranked among the thirty-six peerless magical powers and is the ultimate method of using the physical body.

He was lucky. After Lu Hou came in, he released 10,000 divine apes. The mighty army directly overwhelmed the evil clan masters in terms of numbers, killing them all. The white-robed Ye Kong took action at the right time, took the initiative to break the seal of the Qingtian Patriarch, and released the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Emperor.

As soon as the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Ghosts came out, he laughed loudly, celebrating his return to the light of day.

The next moment, Ye Kong in white robe called upon the Divine Ape Army, sending out a huge gift package of ten thousand sticks, and he also followed up with a light palm strike.

Poor Demon Emperor Wan Gui was in dire straits. He was hit by the white-robed Ye Kong's palm and his body was shattered and his demon soul was shattered.

The Soul Refining Bottle appeared again and collected the remaining soul of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Emperor into it.

The Soul Refining Bottle unearthed from the Spirit Ghost Gate achieved something that was almost impossible for all Soul Refining Bottles in history to achieve. It sealed the top Demon Emperor and created a record for the Soul Refining Bottle industry.

Patriarch Qingtian sensed that the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Ghosts had awakened, and was about to go out to find a younger generation he liked to slay the demon. However, he witnessed with his own eyes the Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Ghosts being severely beaten by a young man and put into the soul refining bottle, where he was howling in pain.

The young man even threatened the remnant soul of the Ten Thousand Demon Emperor with a few words, such as "You are welcome to contribute to the great cause of our universe"...

Patriarch Qingtian said that he had never seen such a bizarre thing in his life.

He had seen young men who were good at fighting, young men who were righteous, and young men who were evil, but he had never seen a young man who was both good at fighting and also righteous and evil...

The next moment, the young man asked the ten thousand apes to take out suonas, gongs, horns and other things, play funeral music in front of him, and recite scriptures for the afterlife to show respect, praise and remembrance for him...

Patriarch Qingtian felt that although he was theoretically dead, since he still had a little will left, he couldn't be called dead, right?
There was no other choice, so Patriarch Qingtian decided to use his last bit of energy to teach these monkeys how to use their physical strength, so that they put down the musical instruments that made him smile bitterly.

At least some good successors have come. It is better than dying together with the Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Emperor, Patriarch Qingtian comforted himself in this way.

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The first level of Spear Ancestor.

The setting sun fell onto the blood-stained battlefield, illuminating the blood that the soldiers and enemies had shed on their great enemies.

Both the masters from the Great Thousand World and the evil clan from outside the domain left many corpses here. Red, green, yellow, black... liquids of various colors seeped into the depths of the earth, showing how fierce the previous battle was.

In the core area of ​​the evil race's many strong men, there lay the top evil race strong man of the Spear Demon Clan, who was wearing heavy armor and carrying three spears;
There were dozens of bloody marks from gunshot wounds on his armor, deep enough to see the bones; his two out-of-focus demon eyes were wide open, as if one could still see all kinds of complex emotions such as unwillingness, anger, and fear in them.

On the altar, Wen Qingxuan, covered in blood, was leaning on the Phoenix Feather Golden Spear with one hand, staggering and breathing heavily, standing in front of a slender figure with a good figure and a long ponytail. That was the figure of the Spear Ancestor.

The founder of the spear was a woman who created the thirty-six peerless magical powers called "Seven Styles of Hunyuan", which are both offensive and defensive and contain ultimate lethality.

Ye Kong doesn't repair guns himself, so he would only use them as a reference if he got them, so it would be better to give them to Wen Qingxuan.

The Spear Ancestor was obviously very satisfied with Wen Qingxuan as her successor. A faint smile appeared between her cold eyes. She pointed at the center of Wen Qingxuan's brows and taught her the inheritance while admonishing her:

"I am now using the last of my spiritual energy to refine your body and heal your old illnesses, so that you can break through to the Heavenly Supreme Realm in the best possible condition. Don't be distracted and accept it well...

Your spiritual vein talent is not too outstanding. After breaking through to the Heavenly Supreme, you may suffer in battles with those Heavenly Supremes who possess divine veins. But there is no need to be discouraged. Your will is very firm, and this will be your greatest reliance in climbing to greater heights in the future.

If you persist in taking one step at a time, you will definitely reach the end. After you have cultivated to a certain level, you can try to summarize what you have learned and create your own magical power, which is the most suitable fighting method for you..."

In the previous battle, Wen Qingxuan fought to the death with the powerful evil clan members who were at a higher level than himself, and finally exchanged his injuries for his life, killing the enemy at the cost of serious injuries. The Gun Ancestor was very optimistic about his perseverance.

In her opinion, spiritual veins cannot determine everything. For example, she herself does not have a divine vein, but she relied on a war spear to cultivate herself all the way to become one of the most powerful people in the world, and is as famous as the ancestors Futu, Tailing and other powerful people.

There were so many hardships and sufferings in between, only you know how it felt.

She has no regrets that she was able to meet a suitable successor today before disappearing completely.

After passing the "Seven Styles of Hunyuan" to Wen Qingxuan, the Spear Master stopped his movements, stretched out his hand, and grabbed a two-meter-long spear from the void. The spear was silver-white all over, with a golden glow, and its aura was ancient and profound.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Looking at the spear, Wen Qingxuan vaguely guessed something and a look of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

In the previous fierce battle, the Spear Master used her body to completely wipe out the remaining soul of the Rakshasa Demon Emperor, and just now passed the final inheritance to her, cleansing her body for her and instructing her like an elder. In her heart, Wen Qingxuan already regarded her as half a master.

"This spear has been with me since I first started practicing. It's called Hunyuan and has helped me to fight against countless powerful enemies. Today, I have rarely seen a suitable successor, so I want you to take it with you."

The Spear Master smiled, his figure becoming more and more illusory, and handed the old friend in his hand to Wen Qingxuan, saying:
“Its quality is comparable to that of a holy relic of the highest order, but it has consumed too much power over the long years, so you can only use it a few times;
But once you cultivate to the Heavenly Supreme, you can make it shine again, and by then, it should still be a divine weapon."

"What? You don't want to take it?"

Wen Qingxuan hesitated for a few breaths, took a deep breath, put down the Phoenix Feather Golden Spear, and saluted the Master and Disciple to the Spear Ancestor. Then he stood up and took the magic spear, raised his face with a firm expression, and said in a loud voice:

"Disciple Wen Qingxuan, thank you for your guidance! From now on, I will make sure that the Hunyuan Spear and the Hunyuan Seven Styles regain their fame, promote the prestige of Master, and live up to Master's expectations."

"It doesn't have to be this way. If you are willing, just take it and kill more evil tribes like you did today."

The Spear Master smiled carefreely, not caring much about what was happening behind him.

Finally, he touched Wen Qingxuan's cheek, and the shadow of the Spear Master slowly disappeared in the wind, and he died with a smile.

Wen Qingxuan stood there in a daze for a moment, bowed deeply, then carefully put away the Hunyuan Spear and took out his Demon-Slaying Order.

She turned half of her body and waved the Demon Slaying Order towards Ye Kong in mid-air, smiling calmly and confidently:
"Master, I am leaving today."

On the demon-killing order that was shining with golden light, there were three large golden characters engraved that exuded a majestic aura: Demon-killing King.

"I'm very pleased." Ye Kong responded with a warm smile.

The young female disciple who was still a bit childish in the past has finally matured and become a master today.

(End of this chapter)