"The Patriarch of Guimen's Wuxiang...won't he really want to annihilate himself?"

The Buddha's practice of Nirvana is divided into three steps: body annihilation, dharma annihilation, and soul annihilation. Once completed, a lifetime of cultivation will be dispersed, the body will be annihilated, and completely disappear from the world.

A person without great perseverance, or in Wang Hao's words, a fool, would never act like this.

"Nearly half of the body was destroyed!" The Fearless World Honored gave an accurate reply. Wang Hao was stunned after hearing this. He did not expect that there are really fools and idiots in this world, and he is also the founder of the Colorless Sect and a powerful Buddhist cultivator in the southern region.

Idiots are also people of temperament.

Wang Hao thought for a while and said: "I have a way to persuade the ancestor of your noble family to change his mind!"

"Really?" The fearless Lord was full of surprise.

"I never tell lies!" Wang Hao said with a smile.

"Then Lord Lao Tian will follow me to the creek canyon!"

The Fearless World Honored One was also impatient. He stood up and led Master Wang Haohao and his disciples to the outside of the creek canyon.

Many powerful people from the Colorless Sect gathered here. When they saw Wang Hao coming, some were surprised, some were surprised, and some knew him and took the initiative to come over to greet him.

"Baiyun Tianjun!"

A tall and thin Taoist and a rather handsome monk both came and bowed with their heads clasped together. One of them was Taoist Yi Mao, the ancestor of the Immortal Veins of the Wu Color Sect, and the other was the powerful Buddha Wu Hua.

They all went to Wumen to participate in the founding ceremony of the country, and met Wang Hao several times.

Wang Hao explained his purpose, then looked at the two Taoists and said with a smile: "If these two Taoist friends are trustworthy, let me go in alone to persuade you... In half a moment at most, I will definitely be able to stop the Wuxiang Taoist friends from dying.

Change your mind!"

"this……"

The two ancestors of the Wuse Gate looked hesitant. The Fearless Buddha saw it from the side and said anxiously: "No matter how late it is! The ancestor of Wuxiang will be completely destroyed. Even if he changes his mind by then, it will be difficult to bear the consequences!"

The person who comes here is a reincarnated heavenly being. If he has evil intentions, he can't prevent him even if he wants to. If the other party can really persuade the ancestor to change his mind, it will be a great blessing for the Wusemen.

Yi Mao Wuhua secretly analyzed the pros and cons. Then she expressed her attitude and agreed to Wang Hao entering the creek canyon alone. They controlled the Buddha and Immortal branches of the Wuse Sect. Since they nodded in agreement, the others had nothing to say.

"Please, Heavenly Lord!" Yi Mao Wuhua saluted. They had no choice but to pin all their hopes on Wang Hao.

"But please rest assured, I will fulfill my mission!" Wang Hao laughed and strode in.

The forbidden area of ​​​​the creek canyon, familiar households. Wang Haozhao walked straight and came to the courtyard where the colorless tree grew. Looking at it, the colorless tree was still crystal clear, as if it had never changed. Under the canopy, an old monk

Sitting cross-legged, his beard and hair are all white, his eyes are closed, his face is pale, and there is an aura of death lingering around him.

"Idiot! What an idiot!"

Witnessing it with his own eyes, Wang Hao completely believed that there really was an idiot in this world who was willing to die for a tree, with a peaceful state of mind. When his consciousness swept away, he found that most of the person's body was destroyed, and his soul was also in a state of tranquility, unaware of external objects.

Without thinking much, Wang Hao directly summoned Wu Se from inside the Mountain and Sea Realm.

"Master, I'm currently educating those little brats. I'm very busy... Hey!"

As soon as Wu Se appeared, he started complaining endlessly. It wasn't until he found that the surrounding environment was somewhat familiar that he closed his mouth.

"Colorless Gate! Xiaoxiang!"

At first glance, he saw his body left behind, which was the colorless tree that still had some roots, and the old monk sitting cross-legged under the tree. Colorless' face was filled with surprise.

"This person is seeking death because of you, please advise him!"

Wang Hao briefly explained the situation. Heart ailments still need to be treated with heart medicine. No one is more effective than colorless persuasion.

Wu Se looked at the old monk who was surrounded by the aura of death. His green eyes were slightly misty for no apparent reason. He looked as if he was feeling very sad.

The next moment!

The young ancestor of the Wusemen flew away, approached the old monk, stretched out his little hand, and slapped him in the face.

"Xiao Xiang! You little bald donkey!"

"I just worshiped the master and went out to play for a few days, and you will be looking for death and survival!"

"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death! You're a good-for-nothing!"

The white and tender little hands slapped one after another on the old monk's bare forehead. Strange to say, the aura around the old monk changed, the dead silence disappeared, and the light of the Buddha appeared. Within two or three breaths at most, he opened his eyes and saw the full moon.

His face was colorless with anger, and he held her in his arms with one hand, crying like rain: "Xiaozu! Xiaozu! Xiaoxiang knows that Xiaozu will not abandon me!"

"If I abandon you, you little bald donkey will seek death, right?"

"If you dare to do this again next time, I will tear off your beard!"

Wu Se not only said what he said, but also moved his little hands, actually grabbing the white beard of the ancestor of Wu Xiang, the founder of the Wu Color Sect. The latter was not angry at all, on the contrary, he laughed and seemed to enjoy it very much.

.

Wang Hao was speechless after seeing this. It was true that one thing brought another down. He could feel that the ancestor Wu Xiang had extremely advanced cultivation, but in front of Wu Xiang, the living treasure disciple, he obeyed orders like a child.

"Who is fellow Taoist?" Patriarch Wuxiang stood up holding Wuse in his arms. He stared at Wang Hao with a look of surprise.

"This is the headmaster of the Wumen, my master, and your master, Xiao Xiang!" Wu Color responded on behalf of Wang Hao.

Patriarch Wuxiang felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. What kind of status does he have? He has been practicing for more than ten thousand years and has tens of thousands of disciples and disciples. How come there is an extra master for nothing?

He looked at Xiaozu and then at Wang Hao. Patriarch Wuxiang asked in a deep voice: "When...where will you accept Xiaozu as your disciple?"

This man was obviously suspicious.

Wang Hao was well prepared and said loudly: "I was traveling in the wilderness and accidentally saw Wu Se being chased by two Nascent Souls, so I came to rescue her... Seeing that her spiritual constitution is quite suitable for my witchcraft inheritance, so

He was accepted as a disciple!"

As he spoke, he cast a meaningful look at the disciple Huo Bao.

You understand what Master means!

Wu Se received it and curled his lips. He had long realized that his master was shameless, but he never thought that he would be so shameless.

"Who dares to bully my little ancestor! I will destroy his whole family!"

After hearing this, Patriarch Wuxiang became furious. The tattered monk robes on his body were windless and powerful, and the strong energy dispersed out. A wheel of wisdom appeared on the top of his head, transforming into a Vajra with angry eyes, filled with murderous intent.

Half step to the Hui Lun realm!

Wang Hao was shocked. The man with the Wheel of Wisdom on his head was definitely the most powerful Buddha in cultivation he had ever seen. Once the Wheel of Wisdom is solidified, it will evolve into the wonderful appearance of all the Buddhas in the heavens, and it will be the Mahahullah realm. It is extremely powerful.

Ordinary heavenly beings can compare with it.

The Wuse Sect is worthy of being the second sect in the Southern Region, and there is such a powerful Buddhist cultivator hidden inside the mountain gate.

Wang Hao was amazed in his heart. He said in his mouth: "The people of Yuanyang Sect have offended Emperor Donghua from China not long ago, and now they have been exterminated!" Even if it is nonsense, it cannot leave any flaws. It is absolutely impossible to blame Yuanyang Sect.

is the best choice.

"Consider them lucky!"

Ancestor Wuxiang put away all his energy, then took a step forward to Wang Hao, clasped his hands together, and made a deep salute: "Save my little ancestor, and you will be my Wuxiang benefactor. If you are ordered to do so in the future, I will be Wuxiang's great benefactor."

Everyone at Semen is willing to do our best to help and we will never break our promise!"

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome!"

Wang Hao returned the gift, and then said his purpose, "I was plotted by someone, and I am surrounded by karmic fire. Although two Taoist friends from Fulong Temple helped me get rid of the karmic fire, there are still marks left in my body!"

After hearing Wang Hao's request, Patriarch Wuxiang's expression froze for a moment, then he looked down at Wuxi who was still tugging at his beard, and said with a smile: "Little Ancestor, the Infinite Wonderful Tree is on you, why don't you take it out?"

Eliminate hidden dangers for Tianjun?"

"Master didn't tell me, how could I know!"

Wu Se tilted his little head, turned his hand and took out the coral branch that he used to deal with the Biphosphorus horned viper, and waved it lightly at Wang Hao.

Snap!

Green light flashed. Wang Haoden felt cool and indescribably comfortable all over his body. The mark of Karma Fire that had remained in his body was gone at this moment.

There is a feeling of dumbfounding. It took a lot of effort to search for it. Who would have thought that the Buddha's treasure of immeasurable wonderful tree that can dissolve the fire of karma is just a broken branch that the disciple carries with him.

"Don't tell me earlier!"

"I'll settle the score with you later!"

Wang Hao cast an unkind look. WuSe felt it and raised his snow-white chin, with a face full of arrogance. This is the WuSe Gate, no one can bully me... Master, you can't do it either!

When the ancestor of Wuxiang carried Wuse and Wang Hao out of the valley mouth, all the strong men of the Wuse sect were surprised when they saw this. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and the voices of paying homage to the ancestor and the little ancestor could be heard one after another.
Chapter completed!