The Gou of the Great Desolation is invincible and then exits the customs

Chapter 117 Hell Is Not Empty, I Swear Not To Become A Buddha

Gu Tian rubbed his nose with a puzzled expression on his face.

He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then waved his hand.

In the next second, a ghostly sea of ​​blood appeared on the Haotian Mirror.

Seeing Patriarch Styx's embarrassed look, Gu Tian nodded in satisfaction.

"That's right, the little Ksitigarbha's efficiency is still very fast."

But soon the smile on his face disappeared and turned into a sad one.

"People are afraid of being famous. I am afraid that I will completely offend the Second Saint of the West this time."

"But there is no possibility of reconciliation, so don't worry too much about it, it's just the feeling of being targeted by a saint..."

Gu Tian shook his head helplessly. As the saying goes, the tree desires to be calm and the wind does not stop. He just wants to keep going, but with the passage of time and the improvement of strength, it is difficult to practice in closed doors with a unit of ten thousand years as in the beginning A lot, and it's getting harder.

Thinking of this, Gu Tian turned off the Haotian mirror, and stopped watching the drama of subjugating demons and subduing demons being staged in the underworld.

"It's not good-looking at all, it's nothing special, but I still like Fahai's style."

There was no vigorous battle between Dizang and Patriarch Styx, and the two of them spent less time talking, almost no communication, and more often they were staring at each other, which seemed boring to outsiders some.

Gu Tian quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, others are swords and we are fish. The only thing he can do is to improve himself.

[Ding, the Gou Dao gift pack is opened, congratulations to the host for getting a chance to draw three thousand Dao. 】

"It's not bad. If I can draw a better law, my strength can be greatly improved."

Gu Tian smiled happily, it's rare that the system can give him such good benefits.

"The system wants to draw a lottery!"

[Congratulations to the host for drawing—a fragment of the law of swordsmanship. 】

In the next second, Gu Tian felt that there was a small sword in his body. With this small sword, he felt that he had a different understanding of swords.

"It's a pity that my fake... No... It's because I haven't got the Fang·Qingping Sword, otherwise I would have to hold the Qingping Sword and escape into the Nether Blood Sea to fight a few tricks with the Patriarch Styx."

"Now, just make sense of it."

After finishing speaking, Gu Tian raised his hand casually, and a sword qi flew out, escaped into the ground, and headed towards the underworld.

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The underworld, the sea of ​​blood.

Ksitigarbha crossed his legs and chanted scriptures, while Patriarch Minghe used his supernatural powers to protect his disciples and grandchildren, and the two sides remained in a stalemate.

"Ksitigarbha, what benefits do Taoists give you? You work so hard, aren't you taught by the West?"

Patriarch Styx was already injured, if he was dragged down like this, he didn't know when he would be able to recover.

"Benefactor, the poor monk has already said that coming here is my own choice and has nothing to do with others."

Jizo said slowly.

"Fart, your Western religion is not a good thing. If you can't deal with Taoists who take you all, you come to deal with me. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"I fought with you!"

Patriarch Styx immediately prepared to attack with all his strength.

But at this moment, a sword qi descended from the sky, just landing on the head of Patriarch Minghe.

"I……"

Patriarch Minghe felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Although the sword energy didn't affect him much, it was extremely insulting.

Ksitigarbha originally planned to intensify his efforts to intensify this sea of ​​blood, but suddenly his face froze, as if he had received some news, and then he stopped chanting sutras.

"Amitabha, it is not a day's work to save the hell, and today we have met."

Jizo turned and left, and built a No.18 layer under the No.19 layer of hell.

"I am the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. I was lucky to be taught by the Taoist master. Now I sit in the hell and make an oath: If the hell is not empty, I swear that I will not become a Buddha!"

boom.

These words were echoed by heaven and earth, and all living beings in the three realms could hear them.

Hearing these words, Patriarch Styx's expression was as ugly as he wanted.

Before, one Houtu was enough for him to suffer, but now there is another Jizo, he is now a head and two big ones.

It's like a family comes upstairs from where you live, and this person rides on your head every day to chant scriptures, whoever can bear it.

But Patriarch Minghe's injuries haven't healed yet, so he can only bear all this first.

Since then, there has been a great power in the underworld—Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If there are living beings with successful cultivation, their souls will come out of their bodies and travel in the underworld, and they will hear waves of chanting. Once the resentful spirits hear these sounds, The hostility and resentment in the body will dissipate and turn into a pure soul to re-enter the six realms of reincarnation.

Slowly it quieted down.

It can also be regarded as the end of this discussion on Buddhism.

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……

In the prehistoric continent, in a certain area.

A group of monsters gathered. If you look carefully, you can see that there are ancient mythical unicorns in the monsters. The number is about ten or so. The leader is slightly different from ordinary unicorns, but the most powerful, but It is the four different sons of Shi Qilin in the legend.

Except for the unicorn beasts, most of these monsters are ancient alien beasts, gifted with powerful bloodlines, but they did not expect to be able to gather together.

"Explode the sky, explode the sky, lawless!"

"Explode the sky, explode the sky, there is no way!"

Suddenly, a deafening sound came from among these monsters.

"Everyone, our Zhatian Gang has developed so far. There is already a quasi-sage, dozens of Daluo Jinxians, and the weakest one is Taiyi Jinxian. Now I don't know each other. I hope everyone can help me to rush to Kunlun Mountain to take back my father." Shi Qilin's corpse, and the Qilin seal, the most important treasure of the Qilin clan!"

Sibuxiang stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards the west.

Far to the west, a broken peak, although broken, is still the highest mountain, reaching straight into the sky.

"Deputy leader, Kunlun Mountain is a place of elucidation and teaching, and there is a sage Yuan Tianzun sitting in the town, can we do it alone?"

On the top of another mountain, a monster that looked like a wolf dog and had a huge mouth spoke.

"The question asked by Guardian Taotie must be what everyone wants to ask." Sibuxiang's eyes swept across the other big and small monsters on the top of the mountain.

"Yuanshi Tianzun is a saint, no matter how many people we have, we are not his opponents, but I know that every ten thousand years, Yuanshi Tianzun will go to the Zixiao Palace to meet the Taoist ancestor, and when the time comes, we will take advantage of Yuanshi Tianzun's absence. Rush up to Qilin Ya in one breath!"

Si Buxiang said very excitedly, he has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Because of the connection with Shi Qilin's blood, Sibuxiang still has the scene of Shi Qilin falling on Kunlun and turning into Qilin Ya in Sibuxiang's mind.

"As a Qilin son, if I can't collect my father's body, what face do I have to live in this world!"

Maybe it was moved by Sibuxiang's strategy, or it might be moved by Sibuxiang's true feelings.

All the gathered monsters responded one after another.

"Rush up to Kunlun Mountain and get back the corpse of the first unicorn!"

"Rush up to Kunlun Mountain and get back the corpse of the first unicorn!"

(End of this chapter)