Everything under the ground was destroyed, and Shengming brought out the corpses. As for the Holy Spirit, there was only a bone-grinding relic left.
On the way back, everyone was relatively speechless.
Even the usually talkative monk seemed to have become silent.
The truth of that year, the death of his compatriots, and the death of Shengde made him feel very heavy.
After returning to the Buddhist clan, Shengming went to see the Lord Buddha, while Zichen and the others returned to the monk's residence.
Shengming took the grinding bone relic and other relics to the Lord Buddha, and then told what happened.
The Lord Buddha only took the grinding bone relic, with a complicated expression, and finally sighed.
Lord Buddha asked: "Senior Brother, can you tell me anything?"
Sheng Ming suddenly understood that the junior disciple from back then was the current Buddha.
And this time Lord Buddha let Zi Chen enter the battlefield, it was definitely not a coincidence, but he deliberately let Zi Chen handle the matter.
Perhaps, the death of Jiu Xing's kinsmen was a signal sent by Uncle Shengde.
As for why they didn't send a large force to clean up, it was probably because they were afraid of alerting others. Zi Chen, the strongest person in the world, was just right.
Sheng Ming shook his head. Even when he finally left, his uncle didn't say anything.
The Lord Buddha waved his hand gently, and Shengming exited the room. He had other arrangements for the other relics.
Zi Chen planned to stay here for a few days before saying goodbye to the monk and leaving. After all, the monk was only at the three-star level and needed time to grow.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Sheng Ming came to Zi Chen again. This time he was sending news to Zi Chen. The news came from several wealthy families, all of whom threatened Zi Chen not to go there recently because everyone was in retreat.
Can't be seen anymore.
It can be seen that all the major forces have been paying attention to the movements of Zi Chen, the number one person.
Mo Yuan, Wang Xian'er, Zhang Haotian, etc. were all arranged by the clan to go into seclusion.
After the monk heard the news, he smiled and said: "It seems that you can't go anywhere, so you might as well continue to stay here."
Zi Chen was a little helpless, it seemed that his plan to go out had to be terminated.
"By the way, how about you stay in the Buddhist clan and I can arrange a position for you?" the monk suggested again.
Zi Chen did not agree.
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In an inn in the outer city, a middle-aged man was sitting in the room drinking tea.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
The middle-aged man put down his tea cup and said calmly: "Come in."
A man walked in, closed the door and said, "Sir, there is still no news about Zi Chen."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "The lack of news means that Zi Chen is still in the core area. Let people continue to inquire and report as soon as there is news."
"yes!"
The other party left and the door closed again.
The middle-aged man picked up the tea cup again, with a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth, "Zi Chen, this time you meet us, you think you are unlucky! No matter how powerful you are, we can still train you!"
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Qingyi was very interested in those Buddhist temples, so in the next few days, several people watched the Buddhist temples and ate Buddhist food. Although there was no meat food, the taste was still very good.
Qingyi observed very carefully, trying to gain some insight from the arrangement of these Buddhist temples.
During this period, I would also ask the monks and give some clues. Unfortunately, the monks also had little knowledge of this and could not explain it themselves.
Five days later, Zi Chen decided to leave.
"Where are you going?" the monk asked.
The plan to find his friend was ruined, and Zi Chen seemed to have no destination. He thought for a while and said, "Let's take it one step at a time."
He has no other plans yet.
The monk said: "In this case, the Buddha will personally go out of the city to see you off and make you look good."
Zi Chen sarcastically said: "It's not certain who will give whom a face, right?"
Before leaving, Sheng Ming came again and expressed his gratitude to Zi Chen. Of course, it was only verbally. In the words of the monk, the Buddhist clan lacked resources and it was impossible to reward him. If it was really possible, Zi Chen
Chen could donate some incense money.
In addition to verbal thanks, Zi Chen also gained the friendship of the Buddhists. This friendship was earned by Zi Chen and had nothing to do with the monk.
The monk sent the two of them to the outer city. The monk said, "How about I treat you to a nice meal?"
Zi Chen smiled: "There are many people here, so you are not afraid of spreading gossip?"
The monk said: "What are you afraid of? You are here, and why don't we find a private room where no one can see us?"
The monk in front of me is still the same monk, a meat-eating monk.
In order to satisfy the monk's small request, Zi Chen nodded and agreed, and the monk ate happily during the dinner.
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While the monk was eating, other people in this Buddhist city were not idle either.
First, many Buddhist disciples appeared, emerging from the secret passage, and then walked towards the outside of the city.
At the same time, there is an inexplicable force that is also acting.
The middle-aged man who drank a lot of tea in the room and had long lost the leisurely feeling of drinking tea.
He has received the news that Zi Chen is about to leave.
"You have to have a good meal, because this will be the last enjoyment in your life."
He glanced at the place where Zi Chen was eating, left the outer city directly, and began to strategize.
He didn't even care about the Buddhists who were hiding around to protect Zi Chen.
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Zi Chen and the others walked out of the restaurant. The monk returned to his original appearance, except for his bulging stomach.
"Would it be unlucky if I say take care now?"
When it was time to say goodbye, the monk said seriously.
"Whether it is auspicious or not will be revealed next time."
Zi Chen walked toward the outside of the city, waving to the monk without looking back, "Practice well. You are still too weak now. If you don't have the Nine-Star Holy Spirit, you better not show up."
"Nine stars? What a big statement. Aren't you only seven stars now?" The monk sneered.
Zi Chen turned around and smiled mysteriously, "I mean, you are the only one with nine stars who is qualified to fight me!"
The monk was furious when he heard this, "Zi Chen, you have the guts to challenge yourself in a single situation. How can the Buddha be afraid of you if you are in the same situation?"
"It's boring to be under pressure. If you have the ability, just catch up."
After Zi Chen left, Qing Yi turned around and waved goodbye to the monk.
The monk looked at Zi Chen's back. The previous anger was obviously fake. He murmured: "Don't die!"
As Zi Chen left, there were also Buddhist holy spirits hiding in the dark, as well as many ears and eyes.
The monk knew what Zi Chen was going to do, but unfortunately, the gap between the two of them was too big, so the monk wanted to help, but was unable to do so.
Zi Chen and Qing Yi walked towards the outside of the city.
Qingyi had already sensed those strong men following them, but she didn't say anything.
The two left the outer city and walked into the distance.
No danger arises.
Zi Chen left this world, stepped into the flying boat, and flew out of the Buddhist realm.
Soon, several flying boats left with Zi Chen, whether they were enemies or friends.
Three days later, Zi Chen arrived at the edge of the Buddha Realm. After he entered an area, the space here began to agitate, and countless ripples appeared.
Like a screen of light, Zi Chen plunged into it with Fei Zhou.
The flying boats from behind followed closely behind, but they had just arrived in this area and everything had returned to normal.
From the flying boat, Buddhist disciples walked out one after another.
The target they were guarding suddenly disappeared.