If so, Zhang Ruochen stood in the position of the Death Chan Ancestor, there were only two options in front of him.

Either you wait for death alone in the underworld, or open the channels between the yin and yang realms to save yourself. How should you choose?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and sighed, "For the first time, I feel that I have done something I regret." "Do you regret saving me?" the old monk said with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Yes."

The old monk smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to regret it. Just imagine, if you knew in advance that I was the leader of the Zen sect and did not help me, then after I died, you will be the one who will die next."

"Secondly, if you don't take action to save the monk, then you will never be able to cultivate into the five elements chaos body. Therefore, as long as you pay, you will definitely get rewards."

"If I were you, I would only think that I did something quite worthwhile and I would never regret it."

The old monk said: "Zhang Ruochen, do you know why I left the Brahma Tao and created my own Zen Buddhism?"

Zhang Ruochen stared at him and said, "Rumor from the outside world, you can't control the power in your body, go astray, fall into evil paths."

"It's all nonsense, rumors can be heard, but they are not credible."

The old monk smiled and said, "In fact, I saw that the so-called enlightened monks in Buddhism were too hypocritical and disdained to be with them. Therefore, I chose to leave and create my own teaching."

Zhang Ruochen smiled sarcastically and said, "At least, they will not do anything for their own lives like you. The Buddha once said, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? Can you do it?"

"But, the Buddha did not go to hell, only people went to hell." The old monk Taoist.

Zhang Ruochen frowned and stopped arguing with the Death Chan Ancestor.

With his experience, no matter how he argues, he cannot argue with an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

The old monk smiled and said, "Even those saints who are famous all over the world come to worship me, I am too lazy to pay attention to them. Zhang Ruochen, do you know, why do I want to tell you so much?"

"Why?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The old monk said: "To be honest, your talent is really high and your strong willpower will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future. If you can worship my monk as your teacher, you can enjoy the right to be less than one person and more than ten thousand people in the Zen Buddhism. In the future, the position of the leader of the Zen Buddhism will definitely be you. What do you think?"

Zhang Ruochen also smiled and said, "At the beginning, you thought that the Brahma Taoist people were too hypocritical, so they rebeled from Buddhism. But in my eyes, you were too selfish and too narrow, so I would not take you as your teacher. There is a saying that... The Tao is different and does not make plans for each other. You should understand the meaning of this sentence more clearly than I do."

The old monk was not angry, but instead admired Zhang Ruochen even more and said with a smile: "Zhang Ruochen, you are the only person who has the opportunity to practice the tenth transformation of fish and dragons after the Middle Ages and forge the destiny of gods. If so, I will help you with your help, you will have a great chance of success. The premise is that you must first complete the three kneelings and nine bows and become my disciple."

Zhang Ruochen smiled: "You just want to fulfill the second thing you promised as soon as possible so that your mood will become more open. Why do you need to use the excuse of taking disciples?"

The old monk smiled silently.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and walked towards Mu Lingxi in the distance, saying without looking back: "Old Ancestor Death Zen, the second thing you owe me is not that easy to repay. I will rely on my own strength to practice until the tenth transformation of fish and dragons, and I do not need your help."

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of the death of the Zen ancestor turning against him. Anyone with great treason must have great wisdom and courage, and he will definitely not ruin his promises and state of mind because of a monk in the fish and dragon realm.

It will harm his practice but not benefit him.

Two golden flames surged out of the eyes of the Master of Heart Skills, and walked towards Zhang Ruochen: "Master, if you are not convenient for you to take action, let the disciple take action to help me to get rid of the future troubles."

"intention."

The old monk called out to Master Xinshu, smiled, and said, "Why do you have to be so extreme? He doesn't want to be a disciple of me now, but it doesn't mean he doesn't want to be willing in the future."

"As long as he returns to Kunlun Realm, he will understand how cruel the reality is. The court will not let him go, the black market will not let him go, and the immortal blood clan will not go past him. There is no place for him to live in both good and evil. When he is desperate, he will definitely come to beg me."

"Has the divine blood brought it?"?

The Buddha Master of Mind Skill immediately took out dozens of drops of divine blood and handed it to the ancestor of Death Zen.

The old monk's sleeves rolled out, and a powerful Buddha energy surged out, and dozens of drops of divine blood seals were all broken and opened.

The divine blood emitted an extremely powerful aura, like dozens of blood-red stars flying in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the old monk used the Dharma of Death Zen to knock down drops of divine blood on the surface of the black volcano, overlapping with the Buddhist text he had previously recorded.

In the distance, Zhang Ruochen came to Mu Lingxi and hugged her soft body.

Because of the large amount of holy energy, Mu Lingxi seemed very weak. Relying on Zhang Ruochen's arms, his bright eyes stared at the Zen ancestor and the Buddhist master of Mind in the distance.

"Zhang Ruochen...that old monk...is really the Dead Zen Ancestor?" Mu Lingxi asked.

"Um."

Mu Lingxi asked, "What is he doing?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were also staring at the ancestor Death Chan.

Until this moment, I finally understood why the half-saints who died in Zen Buddhism carried a drop of divine blood.

It is estimated that they all brought the divine blood to the Ghost God Valley and prepared to hand it over to the Death Chan Ancestor.

But what does the Death Zen Ancestor need to do with divine blood?

"Get out of here first."

Zhang Ruochen spread his dragon wings on his back, hugged Mu Lingxi, used his body technique, and rushed out of the black volcano.

With previous experience, Zhang Ruochen soon passed through the magma ocean and reached the shore.

Zhang Ruochen's feet had just landed on the ground, and the black flames began to shake violently in the direction behind him, and the mountain continued to rise.

"Rumbling."

At the same time, the magma ocean began to roll violently, causing golden waves dozens of meters high.

In the center of the ocean, a shocking divine power scattered out and radiated out in all directions. With the Valley of Ghosts and Gods as the center, the tombstones within a radius of tens of thousands of miles were all shaking and rising from the ground.

In the underworld, there are dead people howling everywhere, making harsh sounds.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the shore, emitting colorful chaotic light from his body, and looked at the black volcano in the distance incredibly surprised.

As the mountain continued to rise, the black volcano finally revealed its true appearance, and it turned out to be... a corpse that looked like a human. The corpse was wearing black armor, standing on the sea like a giant standing upright.

Compared with the corpse, Zhang Ruochen, who was standing on the shore, was like an insignificant particle of dust.

Previously, the part exposed on the sea was just the top of the corpse's head.

The crater above the corpse's head still gushed out of golden magma and kept flowing downwards. It can be imagined that the Queen of Thousand Bones must have penetrated his head with a sword before killing him here.

"Could it be... this is the legendary... that divine corpse..." Mu Lingxi took a deep breath.

"It should be true."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "The Death Chan ancestor came to the underworld to find the corpse of gods and refine the war corpse."

The Death Zen Patriarch stood at the bridge of the nose of the corpse, looked down and said loudly: "Zhang Ruochen, if you regret it now, you will be my monk as your teacher. I can take you out of here and return to Kunlun Realm."

The Buddha Master of Mind Skill stood on the left shoulder of the divine corpse, his hands folded, and a white Buddha light radiated from his whole body, looking extremely holy.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground, just smiled faintly, but did not respond.

The ancestor of Death Zen shook his head, looking quite disappointed. He stopped talking and mobilized Death Zen Buddhism to control the divine corpse. The divine corpse took huge steps, and just took one step forward, crossing a long distance and stepping out of the Ghost and God Valley.

Between the heaven and earth, the powerful divine power gradually dissipated, and the pressure under Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi disappeared instantly.

Mu Lingxi said: "Why can the ancestor of Death Chan be sure that he can return to Kunlun Realm? Could it be that his cultivation level can break the extreme wall of space above the Corpse River?"

"It's hard to say whether the cultivation level can break the extreme wall of space when he reaches his level. However, the power of the divine corpse can definitely break the extreme wall of space." Zhang Ruochen said.

Mu Lingxi pouted softly and said, "That's right, the control of the divine corpse by the ancestor Death Zen is equivalent to controlling a kind of saint power. Now, who can fight with him today?"

"Don't underestimate the major medieval families and tribes in the Kunlun Realm. They can inherit from ancient times to the present and maintain their prosperity. They all have some extraordinary means to protect themselves in the great disaster."

Zhang Ruochen said again: "Besides, the ancestor of Death Zen is only initially controlling the divine corpse. It takes a lot of resources and time to refine the divine corpse into a battle corpse. At least, it will not be possible for him to succeed within a few years."

Mu Lingxi said again: "So, how should we leave the Ghost Valley?"

"Since the divine corpse is no longer in the Ghost God Valley, the space here will gradually return to stability. Moreover, the divine power suppressing us will soon disappear. At that time, with our cultivation level, we can easily climb the cliff and leave Ghost God Valley." Zhang Ruochen said.

Next, Mu Lingxi held a holy stone in his hand, absorbed the holy energy in it, and began to restore his cultivation.

However, the magma ocean began to become cold and steep, especially at the edges, which had turned dark and golden, gradually forming hard blocks and turning into rocks.

The corpse of the divine has been stored here for 100,000 years, which will definitely make some things around you full of divinity.

Just this magma ocean is filled with a lot of divine power. When it is cold and steep, it turns into a rock, knock down a piece of it and bring it back to Kunlun Realm, it can be sold at a high price.

This kind of rock can be used as the cornerstone of the formation, which is enough to increase the power of the formation by a huge margin.

At the same time, it can also be used to arrange an altar, which can make the altar more sacred.

The Death Zen Ancestor looked down on these things, but Zhang Ruochen looked down on them. So many rocks containing divine power will definitely be useful in the future.
Chapter completed!