Ning Hao took a deep breath, his face already completely shocked.
He could feel that the flowing divine river was filled with the true Buddhist principles, like a Buddha that had been transformed through a lifetime of cultivation and completely integrated into the soul river.
only!!
Just when Ning Hao walked to the bank of the Soul River, his expression suddenly solidified.
At this time, he could see that there was an extremely fine crack running through the Buddha's skull.
He never dreamed that the Nine-Heaven Buddha in front of him would be killed instead of sitting here?!
"How is it possible? In this world, who can kill a Buddha?!"
Ning Hao's eyes trembled, and his palm reached out and gently touched the Buddha's bones.
In the next moment, a magnificent soul surged out and encompassed the entire space.
"juvenile."
"Um?!"
An old and deep voice sounded quietly, and Ning Hao's face turned pale and he retreated hastily, with panic in his eyes.
He looked at the Buddha's skeleton with a horrified look on his face, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Senior, are you calling me?"
Ning Hao asked tentatively, but saw the Buddha's bones suddenly turned and looked towards him.
"Is there anyone else here? Boy, I am the Disaster Holding Vajra of the West Heaven. Are you willing to be my disciple and pass on my Buddhist teachings?"
"Senior...Senior? Xitian?"
Ning Hao swallowed. Although the Buddha bones looked extremely scary, the word "Western Heaven"... really gave people a chilly feeling.
"Above the Nine Heavens, there is a vast Immortal Realm, with countless gods and races, but my land in the Western Heaven is the destination of all spirits, and the heaven and earth are unique."
The Calamity Holding Vajra's tone was proud, the divine bones were surrounded by talisman patterns, and they actually transformed into blood and flesh meridians, as if they were regenerating life.
"What? Nine Heavens Immortal God?!"
Ning Hao's lips trembled slightly and his palms clenched suddenly.
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Just as he guessed, such terrifying Buddhist magical powers indeed come from the Nine Heavens!!
"What, are you willing? As long as you can obtain the inheritance of this deity and convert to Buddhism, sooner or later you will enter the Nine Heavens and become a disciple of the Western Heaven."
"Senior, why me? Outside this temple..."
"They are just sacrifices to nourish my remnant soul. They are only qualified to be my slaves for the rest of their lives. But you are different. You carry the bones of the Buddha and are actually a genius in cultivating the Buddha!"
"Senior... doesn't Buddhism emphasize the equality of all living beings? Why do you..."
"Buddha only talks about Yuanren."
"Can…"
Ning Hao frowned slightly, but when he thought of that figure in the sea of souls, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Ning Hongdou!!
The little blind girl who had been with him since childhood, the adopted daughter of the Ning tribe who was humiliated and despised by the entire clan, actually exchanged herself for a ten thousand year old ginseng just to help him reshape his bones.
It's ridiculous. At that time, Ning Hao had no idea that that day would be the last time he and Hong Tao met.
Until Ning Hao woke up from his coma, the blindfolded and soft-spoken girl was no longer beside him.
Over the years, Ning Hao has practiced hard, rebuilt his bones, and even awakened the Holy Body, just to... be able to stand on the top of Leizhou, stand on the top of Jiuzhou, and find his... red dimple!
"Senior, I am willing!!"
Ning Hao took a deep breath, his dedication to Buddhism no longer visible in his eyes.
although!!
The Buddhist intention of the Nine Heavens Buddha in front of him was contrary to the essence of Buddhism that he had practiced over the years.
But, it doesn't matter anymore, as long as he can enter the imperial realm faster and become the best in all time, he will still find Hong Tao even if he overthrows the Nine Provinces.
Does anyone know these
Years...the real pain in his heart.
"Okay! That's right. Those who reach the pinnacle of heaven and earth should have this realization."
The Disaster Holding Vajra nodded lightly, clouds of mist gushed out from his body, and the supreme charm of the avenue fell down, shrouding Ning Hao's figure.
"This altar is the manifestation of the Buddha's mind and consciousness, and it also brings together the souls and wills of thousands of believers. As long as you fuse them, you can achieve the true magical power of Buddhism and the immortal Vajra Holy Soul."
"Also, this Vajra Demon-Suppressing Stick is my destiny divine treasure, and I will pass it on to you today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the void in front of Ning Hao's eyes suddenly fluctuated for a moment.
Immediately, a golden dragon-patterned staff appeared out of thin air and fell into his hand.
With Ning Hao's vision and experience, he could easily feel the supreme trend contained in this sacred treasure.
even!!
This ray of momentum seems to be incomplete, and it is obviously not the true grade of this treasure. .??.
"Thank you, senior."
Ning Hao clasped his hands together and bowed to the Disaster Controller Vajra.
only!!
Just as he was about to step into the sacred pool, a low sound of footsteps suddenly came from the passage in the distance.
Ning Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned around to look, only to see a figure in white walking slowly towards him, and a gloomy look suddenly appeared on his face.
He could see that this figure was the young man who had suppressed him at the entrance to the secret realm before.
However, compared with before, his face was not covered by the fairy clouds at this time, but revealed a handsome and playful face.
"Huh?! You are... Ji Wuming!!"
Ning Hao shouted in surprise, his expression extremely horrified.
He never dreamed that the person who led the Ancestral Dragon Palace Tianjiao to suppress the human race was actually the young prince of the Ji Clan, Ji Wuming, of the three major imperial clans!!
How can it be?!
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How could the Ji Clan collude with the Huangzhou Monster Clan and become enemies of the human race?
However, after the shock, Ning Hao felt relieved.
Looking at Qingyuan, apart from these three imperial princes, there is probably no one else in the contemporary generation who can easily suppress him.
"Little Prince Ning, we meet again."
Ji Wuming sneered, his eyes swept over the altar Xiawu in front of him, and there was a slight solemnity in the depths of his eyes.
With his imperial cultivation, he could easily detect the terrifying Buddhist charm contained in that Buddha's bones.
What's more, what's even more shocking is that there is still a trace of soul in these withered bones.
Obviously, this should be the blessed land of creation that the young master calls it, and it is also the place of creation that belongs exclusively to Ning Hao.
although!!
Ji Wuming still couldn't understand how the young master knew that Ning Hao would definitely find this secret place.
But, just as he guessed, Ning Hao's fate... was really miserable.
Great joy and great sorrow belong to yes.
With the young master here, even if the soul of the Buddha's bones is still alive, it is impossible to cause any trouble.
Ning Hao just played the role of a treasure-hunting mouse. Now, seeing his fortune being taken away before his eyes, I am afraid it would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.
only!!
What Ji Wuming couldn't understand was that since Fortune had been found, why didn't the young master directly take action to harvest Ning Hao, but asked him to test it first?
Is it possible that the young master is worried that he is no match for this Buddha bone?
"It turns out to be Prince Ji. Ning really didn't expect that a dignified prince from the imperial clan would actually collude with the demon clan. If this matter spreads, the entire Ji clan will be implicated, right?"
Ning Hao's eyes were gloomy. In terms of strength, he could not be Ji Wuming's opponent.
However, now that Senior Disaster Holder Vajra is here, Ji Wuming... is of no consequence.