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Chapter 222: Layer 3 Monsters

Wandao Demon Sect, Peak Villa.

Ling Xiao held a cup of tea and sipped it gently.

Beside him, Xiao Tu quietly stood in the distance, with a hint of awe in his eyes.

"So, the Wangchuan clan really led all the forces to go to war with the ancient Shengyun Sect?"

There was a hint of amusement in the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. He did not expect that at the end of the story, there would be another turmoil.

It is indeed a time of great strife.

"Yes! Young Master, it is said that the Shengyun God Emperor secretly swallowed up the entire Yunmi Immortal Sect's secrets, and was beaten by the leader of the forces until he vomited blood and fled."

Xiao Tu's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's too calm, the young master behaves too calmly.

Could it be that...he had planned this in advance?

"Oh! Where has Yunyao gone?"

Ling Xiao drank all the tea and seemed a little dissatisfied.

Gan.

It's not a tea brewed by a beautiful lady, it really lacks a hint of fragrance.

"Junior sister Fu is in seclusion to break through the realm of delusion."

Xiao Tu's expression was stern. Every emotion Ling Xiao felt now seemed to cause him to panic.

This feeling was not only due to the soul mark, but also the intimidation of the young man himself.

Unknowingly, he seemed to be completely impressed by Ling Xiao.

Now, even without the restriction of the soul seal, he probably wouldn't dare to feel even the slightest bit rebellious towards this young master.

"Well, it's less than half a month until the Ten Thousand Sects Martial Arts Competition. Don't go out during this period and study the spirit arts."

Ling Xiao nodded, and found several spiritual materials that could warm and nourish the soul from his body, and handed them to Xiao Tu.

The latter's eyes were filled with joy and he quickly bowed down.

"Go ahead."

Now that Yun Ming has a thousand-year foundation, he has saved a lot of villain points.

Anyway, he has many treasures on his body, so instead of using them to win people's hearts, could they be used to... show off?

"yes!"

It wasn't until Xiao Tu's figure walked away that Ling Xiao waved his hand, set up a formation, and summoned the system.

Now his luck value has reached 6,000 points. Although there is still a gap between him and Nian Qingyun, it is much higher than most of the geniuses in the eastern border of the Holy State.

As for the villain value, it has accumulated to 30,000.

"System, Ten Thousand Demonic Arts, add points."

It's time to take that step. As long as he reaches the level of a divine general, I'm afraid no one among the younger generation in Eastern Xinjiang will be his rival.

As for whether there are peerless monsters in Western Xinjiang, Ling Xiao thinks there should be some.

After all, the chaos there is by no means comparable to that of Eastern Xinjiang.

But a real monster always needs the baptism of battle.

"Buzz!"

On the top of the Ten Thousand Demonic Mountains, dark clouds suddenly spread over thousands of miles.

But Ling Xiao's figure had already hidden in the Glazed Tower.

The calamity clouds above our heads gathered suddenly, and the dazzling calamity thunder fell from the sky.

However, there was no trace of panic on Ling Xiao's face, instead there was a hint of indifferent smile.

"boom!"

The true form of the demon appears, wrapped in endless calamity thunder.

Everything is calm again.

Three days later, when Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly opened, a terrifying and heart-stopping wave swept across instantly.

The rolling demonic intent turned into a sea tide and surged crazily in all directions.

If this ancient glazed pagoda wasn't an ancient treasure, I'm afraid this power alone would be enough to completely shatter the space.

"Congratulations, Lord!"

The overlapping shadows and Mi Yong's figures emerged from the side, looking at the young man in white with the same awe in his eyes.

When they first met, Ling Xiao's cultivation level was only in Xuanqing. Unexpectedly, in just one month, he had directly crossed the two realms and entered the level of a god general.

What kind of evil speed is this?

In other words, the word monster can no longer describe this Lord.

"A divine general."

Ling Xiao smiled calmly, wondering if his cultivation breakthrough also meant that he could open the third floor of the glazed tower.

Since that day, when Ling Xiao threw the Glazed Pagoda into the Soul Palace, Feng Chime never showed up again.

Except when he plundered the foundation of Yunmi, this girl had taken away a lot of spiritual materials. At this point, Ling Xiao had not seen her again for several days.

It seems that he is angry.

"Let's go, follow me to meet the three-layer sealed demon."

Ling Xiao smiled calmly, he didn't mean to block the wind chime consciousness.

The origin of this girl was really too mysterious. Ling Xiao didn't dare to reveal too many of her secrets until her identity was figured out.

Villains, most of them die because of the big mistake.

"Buzz!"

The seal at the entrance to the third floor was quietly broken.

Lightning flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and wind swirls quietly filled the air around him.

According to what he thought, these three levels of demons must have set foot in the realm of the God King.

And since he was a great demon from a thousand years ago, his methods must be extremely terrifying.

Even with the Bahuang Glazed Tower suppressing him, Ling Xiao still had to be more cautious.

Endless darkness surged in again, and as far as Ling Xiao could see, the darkness receded layer by layer, revealing a figure sitting quietly cross-legged.

The shadow was not considered majestic, and there was no demonic energy escaping from the whole body. It was like a rock, motionless.

He was wearing a tattered cassock, and the beads on his chest were not gold, but a frightening white.

He is actually a monk with a handsome face!

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and walked towards him slowly.

Miyong and Duoying were on his left and right, looking equally alert.

Eight Desolate Glazed Towers, nine layers and nine demons.

The higher you go, the stronger the demonic cultivation is and the greater the demonic nature.

Being both ancient monsters, Miyong and Dieying naturally felt the terror of this monster.

But at this time, the demon monk still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't feel anyone approaching at all.

Even if it weren't for the breath he exhaled from his nose, Ling Xiao would have thought that he had perished in the endless years in this tower.

"Who are you?"

It wasn't until Ling Xiao and the others stood in front of him that the demon monk slowly opened his eyes.

Those are a pair of deep eyes that have gone through all the worldly things and have no waves in the ancient well.

There was a trace of golden light that appeared for a moment, but disappeared completely in an instant.

"We are all sentient beings, and our names and lives are no different."

The demon monk stood with one palm clasped in front of his chest and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

"Since there is no difference, how can Master persist in his attachment and not enter reincarnation?"

Ling Xiao smiled calmly, judging from the Buddha nature in this demon monk, he must have been an eminent monk in ancient times.

But why was he possessed?

Are you willing to remain silent in this endless darkness for hundreds or even thousands of years?

It proves that he is persistent in his heart and can't let it go or... he can't get it.

"Reincarnation and rebirth are the same. All kinds of sins are the tribulations I have to go through. Everything in this world is false, like a dream, like lightning or dew."

The demon monk said calmly, but looked at Miyong and Duoying with surprise.

"Hahaha, Master, it seems to me that this world is filthy. Why don't you come with me... to save people on the other side?"

Ling Xiao smiled calmly, this bald donkey had a very tough mouth, but if all his thoughts were empty, why bother talking to him about Buddhism?

This is just his temptation.

"Saving people to the other side? How can a poor monk sink in this troubled world to save people to the other side? The donor... is joking."

"You don't want to eat the soft one? How about something hard?"

Ling Xiao sneered, and the energy of the demon surged around him, transforming into a demon and striding towards the demon monk.

"In that case, then I will help the master to transcend this life and reincarnate!"


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