Weng and son-in-law sat on stone chairs and drank wine. Huang Qianhu was even more delighted when he learned that his daughter was pregnant.
Huang Qianhu took Chu Qianqiu and drank dozens of jars of fine wine, and then he was ready to return home having fun.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, Chu Qianqiu showed a solemn expression and told Huang Qianhu a shocking news.
"Qianqiu, you said that the master is hidden in the ancestral cavity between my uncle's eyebrows?" Huang Qianhu looked at his son-in-law with some surprise.
"Yes, uncle."
"If I'm not wrong, the founder used the Ancient Heart Dream Sutra to turn himself into a beautiful dream and reside in his uncle's body."
"That's why my uncle is aging prematurely, so that his lifespan is much shorter than other martial arts masters."
Chu Qianqiu nodded and said, which surprised Huang Qianhu. Both of them were top masters in the world, so drinking that little wine would not have any impact, but this news still made Huang Qianhu a little drunk.
"Qianqiu, you can't talk nonsense."
"Without the ancestor, how would my uncle be today?"
"Liu Dutong didn't even see anything wrong."
"Uncle, I have advanced to the real body." Chu Qianqiu smiled, summoned Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and asked the Bodhisattva to open his eyes and see through all darkness, including the ancestral aperture hidden between the eyebrows of his father-in-law.
of incubus.
"Wait, what did you say?"
Huang Qianhu felt that he must have drunk too much.
I just heard my son-in-law say that Xiaoxiao is pregnant, so I don’t have to worry about conflicts between the couple. I am too happy and drank too much. Not to mention my ears, I can’t even use my eyes.
[My son-in-law is really not a human being.]
【He is not a human being, he is really not a human being.】
[You have reached the peak of martial arts at the age of sixteen. Is this the Supreme Lord or the reincarnation of the Buddha? 】
Huang Qianhu froze on the spot, feeling as if his whole tongue was knotted, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Uncle?" Chu Qianqiu waved his hand in front of his father-in-law's eyes.
"Then, what are your plans?"
"Uncle will cooperate with you fully." Huang Qianhu could only say this.
"That would be much simpler."
"Uncle, please open your eyebrows and cooperate with my clone."
Chu Qianqiu smiled and said, and immediately the true form of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva released a stream of dark yellow Buddha light, condensing into a small martial image in mid-air, and then penetrated into the center of Huang Qianhu's eyebrows.
When warriors advance to become gods, they can not only listen to the voices of sentient beings and play the role of gods, but can also clone themselves into millions. Like Li Taixuan, when using clones to attack, even if they are sacrificed, they will not have much impact.
What's even more wonderful is that the warrior's control over the soul has become more refined.
For example, Zen Master Evereye can directly leave his own spiritual imprint on the Buddha statue, which is actually equivalent to a small clone. In this way, there is no need for skilled craftsmen to carefully design the weapon and then engrave the spiritual imprint.
Although it is not as sturdy as the treasure weapon, it is still a rare item.
It can be said that the quantity is large, and it is very suitable for big men to give to their subordinates.
For example, the Happy Buddha statue hidden in Yihongyuan is essentially a clone of Zen Master Evernight. Xie Yuemei, a true disciple of the Hehuan Sect, can activate the Buddha statue to make the girls in Yihongyuan feel desperate and even commit suicide.
This powerful clone ability, if used as an inappropriate metaphor, is equivalent to a hair on Sun Wukong's body. If you pick it up and blow on it, you can transform it into a powerful Monkey King, which can be used to destroy enemies.
It's just that in terms of ability, a large number of clones are very weak and cannot be as powerful as the Monkey King.
For example, when Chu Qianqiu, the clone of Zen Master Buye, was in the late innate stage, he could crush it to death by releasing his spiritual power. In essence, he was bullying children.
But now that Chu Qianqiu came to deal with the Patriarch, he was naturally able to capture him.
The big ones have great benefits, and the small ones have small magical uses.
The small Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva swam in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows of his father-in-law, like a fish swimming into the sea. He soon found the spiritual mark lurking in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows - the dream-eating tapir.
For Chu Qianqiu in the past, he could only use Buddha's light to awaken the Dream-Eating Tapir, or send out the King of Light Buddha to seal it directly.
These methods may damage the Dream-Eating Tapir itself and cause the father-in-law's strength to decline.
When you do it, you have to do it perfectly.
Now that Chu Qianqiu was able to perform more detailed micro-management, he sent the small Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to capture the ancestor's soul that was lodged in the dream-eating tapir!
Ksitigarbha's Soul Crossing Sutra - Rescue from suffering!
"who!"
"Who is disturbing my dream!" Wan Chengren was still dreaming of reviving the Palace of Lihen, but he did not expect to be directly captured by his disciple.
He was simply furious.
Heart Dream Ancient Sutra - Turn the mortal world upside down!
But this time it's different.
Dreams are water without roots. Chu Qianqiu sent a small Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to separate it from the Dream-Eating Tapir so that it could no longer use the soul of his father-in-law to burn the Dream-Eating Tapir and launch a fatal attack.
"It's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you're from Maha Temple!"
Wan Chengren fell into despair, an unprecedented despair.
Even if he turns into a ghost, he still needs the help of a spirit. Now he is just a ghost, and he can't get angry even if he wants to.
"Hate! Hate! Hate!"
Wan Chengren screamed loudly and prepared to fight to the death, but he heard Chu Qianqiu's long sigh.
"Ancestor, I am the disciple and the inheritor of Lihen Palace."
"We have successfully sneaked into the Maha Temple."
"We won."
Chu Qianqiu asked the King of Light Buddha to disperse the darkness and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to regain his mind. The originally terrifying ghost was also stunned.
Disciple?
we won?
"Master, Qianqiu is indeed a disciple of Lihen Palace."
"He also practiced the "Bing Soul Sutra"."
"I am waiting for this time to rescue Master from his dream."
Huang Qianhu now realized what a cunning person he was, and a conspiracy immediately emerged in his mind.
Just like Xiao Taizu deceived Xiao Xuanwu, he made up a story about a disciple of Lihen Palace sneaking into Maha Temple to find the Heavenly Book of Lihen.
"Now Qianqiu has become an important disciple of Maha Temple. He has practiced the "Ksitigarbha Soul Crossing Sutra" and is expected to be exposed to the "Book of Lihen" in the future."
"Seriously, you can't deceive me!" Wan Chengren burst into tears suddenly, but he was afraid that he would be deceived.
"How could we deceive the Patriarch?"
"If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely retrieve the Heavenly Book of Lihen."
Chu Qianqiu quickly patted his chest and promised.
Anyway, this Book of Lihen is also a magic weapon, he really wants it.
This made Wan Chengren freeze on the spot. He had no ability to resist. Instead of leaving the world with regret, it would be better to have another sweet dream.
"That's all, that's all, I should wake up from my dream."
"If you can obtain the Heavenly Book of Lihen, you must rebuild the Palace of Lihen."
"Ancestor, please wait."
"I also have a treasured weapon here, which may allow the Patriarch to stay for a few more years."
After Chu Qianqiu finished speaking, he quickly took out a [Honorable Virtue Carrying Sword]. Although the Patriarch only had a wisp of ghost left, he might have a lot of good things in his belly.
Chu Qianqiu is a guy who plucks his feathers. How can he let his ancestor become a Buddha in peace and contentment?
Of course, it's better to lock him up, be a grandpa, and squeeze him hard.
"This is a treasure."
"How can I compare to such a treasure?" Wan Chengren said in disbelief, having regained his senses.
"Compared with the safety of our ancestor, what is a treasured weapon?"
"What's more, I am about to go to the Jingang Temple in Fengzhou to find the inheritor of the Palace of Lihen."
"The ancestors might as well go together so that we can contact the inheritors."
Chu Qianqiu had already made plans, and even if it was a ghost, he could still sell it at a good price.
"Good disciple!" Wan Chengren was overjoyed. He was completely unaware of his disciple's sinister intentions and quickly agreed.
Patriarch, you are so stunned.
Your good disciple Sun will definitely squeeze everything out of you.
Jie Jie Jie Jie!
Even though Chu Qianqiu became a strong man at the peak of martial arts, he still never changed.