Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan closed his eyes, the thirty high monks exchanged glances. At Master Puhong's signal, they all formed hand seals and chanted Buddhist mantras.

In an instant, endless chanting filled the hundred-meter space and resounded everywhere around.

At the same time, thirty golden rays shot into the sky, condensed together, and formed a huge swastika.

The swastika was surrounded by golden light, so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

Endless golden Buddhist light erupted from the swastika, forming a pillar of light that shot towards Zhang Xiaofan on the small stone platform below, enveloping him.

The Blood Soul Sword behind Zhang Xiaofan sensed the pure Buddhist light purifying it, and with a loud hum, it was instantly unsheathed and stood in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

The Blood Soul Sword shone with crimson light, surrounded by malevolent energy, its evil aura soaring to the heavens...

"Such a heavy aura of hostility!"

Master Puhong exclaimed in surprise, then shouted loudly.

"Peptide!"

A burst of Sanskrit chants emanated from his mouth and shot onto the swastika above.

“Peptide…peptide…peptide…peptide…”

At the same time, twenty-nine eminent monks, including the Venerable Pude and the Venerable Pukong, shouted out, and twenty-nine hymns shot into the swastika.

In an instant, the swastika shone with golden light, and an even more dazzling Buddhist light enveloped Zhang Xiaofan and the Blood Soul Sword.

The Blood Soul Sword trembled, its body radiating a brilliant crimson light, resisting the combined purification of the Buddhist light from the thirty high monks.

Zhang Xiaofan closed his eyes, feeling the pure Buddhist light surrounding him, which was constantly permeating his body.

Zhang Xiaofan knew that Master Puhong was afraid that he would become possessed by the Blood Soul Sword in the future, so he sent him to the sacred land of Tianyin Temple to have the sacred land of the Nameless Jade Wall blessed by thirty eminent monks to purify the evil energy in his body and the evil energy of the Blood Soul Sword.

However, after Zhang Xiaofan broke through to the Taiqing Realm and refined the Blood Soul Sword, the Blood Soul Sword could no longer affect him.

Moreover, he recently refined himself with the blood of tens of thousands of beast demons, and his demon god body has been fully formed.

Therefore, not to mention the Blood Soul Sword, even the heaviest malevolent energy in the world could not have any effect on him; on the contrary, it would benefit him.

However, he would not tell Master Puhong any of this.

Otherwise, he would have had to go through a lot of trouble to get to this sacred place of the wordless jade wall.

Therefore, what he needs to do now is to sit cross-legged on the small stone platform and receive purification from Master Puhong and thirty other eminent monks.

Wait patiently for the right moment, just waiting for the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book to appear on its own from the blank jade disc.

Thus, Master Puhong and thirty others activated the Great Brahma Prajna, condensing it into a swastika, attempting to purify the Blood Soul Sword and the malevolent energy within Zhang Xiaofan's body with endless Buddhist light.

Three days later!
In the blink of an eye, three days and three nights had passed.

The golden light emanating from the thirty eminent monks was much dimmer than it had been three days ago, and even the swastika above them was much fainter.

Endless Buddhist light condensed into a pillar of light, enveloping Zhang Xiaofan and the Blood Soul Sword.

However, Master Puhong discovered that Zhang Xiaofan's appearance was completely ordinary, without any changes whatsoever.

The Blood Soul Sword, hovering in front of him, still shone with a dazzling crimson light, surrounded by malevolent energy and exuding a terrifying aura.

Seeing this, the monk Pude frowned and said:

“Senior brother, after three days and three nights of purification, the malevolent energy in Zhang Xiaofan’s body is unknown, but the Blood Soul Sword in front of him is still shining brightly with blood-red light. It is obvious that the purification over the past three days has had no effect on the Blood Soul Sword.”

"If the Blood Soul Sword is like this, then Zhang Xiaofan must be the same. He purified it day and night for three days and three nights, but unexpectedly, there was no effect at all."

"Alas!" Master Puhong sighed deeply, gritting his teeth as he said:

“Benefactor Zhang is the only successor of Junior Brother Puzhi. We must help him purify his malevolent energy to prevent him from becoming possessed by demons in the future.” “Persist for one more day. If there is still no effect, then we will have to give up on the purification!”

"it is good!"

The monk Pude responded, then unleashed the full power of his Great Brahma Prajna within him, channeling all his ferocity, and roared:
"Peptide!"

The dim golden light on his body suddenly burst forth, surging towards the swastika above.

Master Puhong and twenty-nine other eminent monks shouted in unison, their bodies swirling with golden light, and endless golden light surged upwards toward the swastika.

The dim swastika suddenly shone with golden light, even brighter than it had been three days earlier. Clearly, the thirty high monks were making a final, desperate struggle with all their might.

The golden light was dazzling, and the pillar of Buddhist light that enveloped Zhang Xiaofan shone even brighter in an instant. The endless pure Buddhist light enveloped Zhang Xiaofan, attempting to purify every inch of his flesh and blood.

However, the dazzling Buddhist light falling on Zhang Xiaofan seemed to enrage the demon god's body.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a deafening sound, like a morning bell or evening drum, emanated from Zhang Xiaofan's body, shaking the souls of the thirty eminent monks.

The next moment, the demonic runes on Zhang Xiaofan's forehead shone brightly with blood-red light, and surging demonic energy burst forth from his body, causing his black robe to flutter wildly.

Endless demonic energy burst forth from his body, suddenly shattering the golden light emanating from it.

Immediately afterwards, the surging demonic energy condensed, fixing the golden light upwards toward the swastika.

As if sensing the approaching demonic energy, the swastika instantly shone with Buddhist light, and bursts of chanting resounded throughout the space.

"boom!"

The demonic energy collided with the swastika, and the swastika, which radiated endless Buddhist light, suddenly exploded.

"Puff... puff... puff... puff... puff... puff..."

When the swastika was broken, Master Puhong and thirty other eminent monks suffered a backlash. Except for Master Puhong, all of them coughed up a mouthful of blood and their life force immediately weakened...

Master Puhong opened his aged eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaofan above the small stone platform. Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was surrounded by demonic energy and that the Blood Soul Sword still exuded a murderous aura, he shook his head and said:

"Alas, the demonic energy is too deep to be purified."

The monk Pukong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the tall figure on the small stone platform with horror.

Seeing the demonic energy surrounding him, the overwhelming murderous aura, the Blood Soul Sword radiating crimson light, and tens of thousands of evil spirits emitting eerie cackling laughter, their eyes wide with rage and bloodlust appearing in them, they exclaimed in horror:
"Demon... Demon God!"

"Slay the demon god!"

The other twenty-eight eminent monks looked at the figure surrounded by demonic energy above the small stone platform, their faces filled with horror.

Master Puhong shook his head, his eyes fixed sharply on the monk Pukong, who was still shouting for battle. He struck Pukong on the back with a palm, and endless Buddhist light enveloped Pude. He said in a deep voice:

"Junior brother, you're too attached to appearances!"

The monk Pukong suddenly came to his senses, looked at Zhang Xiaofan above the small stone platform, feeling his terrifying demonic aura, then turned to Master Puhong and said repentantly:
"Senior brother, I was just disturbed by demonic energy and almost lost my mind. I am ashamed."

"boom!"

Master Puhong's mouth moved as if he was about to speak, but a muffled, earth-shattering sound seemed to come from high above, as if it were about to blast the sky apart.

Master Puhong immediately looked up, but endless fog obscured his view, making it impossible to see clearly.

But high above, thunder continued to rumble, as if a colossal thunder was gathering, ready to annihilate the terrifying gods and demons!

Just as the lightning tribulation was gathering power high in the sky, Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes and looked at the wordless jade wall in front of him.

Suddenly, the entire blank jade disc there emitted a brilliant golden light… (End of Chapter)