Chapter 550 You Can Still Be a Good Person in the Next Life
Every vine, every leaf is covered with a layer of faint purple light, completely entwining Ning Xiaochuan and his body, wrists, neck, legs, waist wrapped in dense vines. (starting)
The sky is full of vines.
From a distance, it looks like a towering tree growing out of nowhere from the ground, exuding thousands of branches!
And that "trunk" is the purple wooden stick in Feng Muweng's hand.
The reason why Ning Xiaochuan chose to break out from the direction of Fengmu Weng just now is that Fengmu Weng is weaker than Situ Nanlie and Princess Dayue, but he did not expect that Fengmu Weng's cultivation base is so profound that he can easily Hit vines as tough as steel.
No wonder he dared to call Situ Nanlie by his name directly. Although this kind of person did not belong to any clan, his cultivation was even more terrifying.
The martial body he cultivated should be the five-element divine body, able to control the "wooden force", and has cultivated the "wooden force" to the extent that it arouses terror.
Falling steps produce flowers, raise your hands to turn into vines.
"Hey! Boy, hand over the ninth-grade profound weapon you have mastered. This old man can give you a good time, and at the same time, you can spare that little girl from the Zi clan. Is this condition enough for you?" Feng Muweng held the wooden The stick took root immediately, the martial arts vitality in the body was circulating, and the vegetation around the body was growing crazily.
"That will have to wait until you really defeat me!"
Ning Xiaochuan's mind and magic sword merged into one, the surface of the skin exuded layers of faint blood light, and a bright mark of Tianzun appeared at the position between the eyebrows!
"Wow!"
The magic sword flew out, and with Ning Xiaochuan's body as the center, hundreds of sword qi slashed out, cutting off the vines.
Holding Zihanyan in his arms, Ning Xiaochuan soared into the sky from among the broken vines, hanging in the sky.
An ancient bronze lamp flew out and hovered above his head.
The wick was ignited, and a bright and hot flame burst out, turning the clouds above the sky red into fiery clouds.
"Chi Chi!"
The vines shot out by Fengmu Weng were ignited by the flames, burning up, and spreading towards the purple wooden stick in his hand.
The five elements are against each other!
the power of fire,
It happened to restrain the power of wood, not to mention that the ancient bronze lamp was an innate ninth-grade profound weapon, and the flames emitted were naturally not comparable to ordinary fires.
Feng Muweng immediately put away his magical powers and stepped back. When he extinguished all the flames and looked into the void, there was no trace of Ning Xiaochuan.
"He can't escape, chase after me!" After Situ Nanlie's voice fell, the ancient chariot under the seat was pulled by three high-level profound beasts, flew up from the ground, and chased in the direction where Ning Xiaochuan and the two fled. (starting)
Princess Dayue and Feng Muweng naturally chased after him, and Ning Xiaochuan couldn't escape so easily.
Holding Zihanyan in his arms, Ning Xiaochuan used his body skills to the limit, shuttled through the streets and alleys, and rushed towards the outside of Jiuyue Tiancheng.
Princess Dayue, Feng Muweng, and Situ Nanlie are all chasing and killing him, and the Jiuyue Tiancheng can't stay any longer, and the only way to survive is to escape.
Fortunately, Ning Xiaochuan's speed is fast enough, even if he is the fifth step of the ladder of the three masters, he can't catch up with him.
"Ning Xiaochuan, I found you, come with me!" A round and short man jumped out of a big river in the distance.
He was wearing a large Buddhist robe full of nails and patches, a diamond bracelet on his head, and a string of huge beads hanging around his neck, each of which was as big as a fist!
"Zen Toad, why are you in Jiuyue Tiancheng?" Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed.
"Don't ask so many questions, Master asked me to pick you up, follow me!" Chantoo looked behind Ning Xiaochuan, and saw three tyrannical clouds of smoke rushing towards him, three terrifying forces heading in this direction Come quickly.
This is indeed not the time to reminisce about the past, the three masters will come over soon.
It's just that Ning Xiaochuan was still wondering, when did Monk Tangan be so warm-hearted?
He actually took the risk of being chased and killed by the three masters, and personally sent disciples to meet them.
It is really impossible for ordinary people to guess what the monk thinks.
Chantou led the way, led Ning Xiaochuan and the two into the slums on the edge of Jiuyue Tiancheng, passed through more than a dozen narrow alleys, and finally came to the outside of a Buddhist temple built in a dilapidated alley.
It is said to be a Buddhist temple, but it is actually a temple built with a few wooden boards, which is not much better than the earth temple on the mountain ridge.
"Master, Brother Ning brought me back." Chantou said.
Ning Xiaochuan followed into the Buddhist temple, besides the Tangan monk who was brewing medicine, there was also an old man who was seriously injured lying on the incense table.
The old man seemed to be seriously injured, his body was severely dehydrated, his body was shriveled, his cheekbones protruded, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, as if a layer of skin covered his bones.
If it was another warrior, he would have died long ago.
However, that old man is still alive, relying on his profound martial arts cultivation and strong willpower to support him until now.
When Ning Xiaochuan walked in, Monk Tangan showed great joy on his face, he quickly pulled Ning Xiaochuan into the inner hall, and said with a low laugh: "Master Ning, you are here! I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
Ning Xiaochuan was not as happy as Monk Tangan, he was a little anxious, and said: "Monk, don't talk so much nonsense, there are three masters of the fifth step of the ladder, and they will come here soon. If there is nothing else, we still Hurry up and leave Jiuyue Tiancheng."
"Don't worry, the monk thinks you have a catastrophe, that's why Zen Toad brought you here." Monk Tangan took a long while in his arms, and took out a fist-sized crimson spar, Put it in the palm of your hand and said: "Look, what is this?"
"Earth grade profound stone." Ning Xiaochuan was also extremely excited, and said: "Monk, where did you find this earth grade profound stone? It's really great. With this earth grade profound stone, they are the ones who should run away." Already!"
With that said, Ning Xiaochuan was going to fetch the earth grade black stone from monk Tangan.
However, just as he stretched out his hand, Monk Tan Gan put the piece of earth-grade profound stone into his sleeve and said, "Five million profound stones."
"Damn it! You are robbing!"
Ning Xiaochuan had the urge to strangle Monk Tangan to death, no wonder he took the initiative to send Zen Toad to pick him up, it turned out that he had already planned to hit the Xuanshi on him!
Let's just say that this monk who has no profit and can't afford to be early is not so warm-hearted, and it really does not meet Ning Xiaochuan's expectations.
A ground grade profound stone is worth one million profound stones. He actually opened his mouth to ask Ning Xiaochuan for five million black stones. He really only picks acquaintances to kill, and only picks you to kill when you are most in danger.
Monk Tangan had a serious face, and said: "Master Ning, you know how much risk Monk took to get this earth-grade profound stone, how much effort he spent, how much wisdom he used, and almost cost his life. It was just snatched from the hands of a strong man at the fifth step of the ladder."
"Amitabha!" Monk Tangan clasped his hands together with a desolate look on his face and said, "Blesser Ning, in fact, based on the old monk's friendship with you, I should have given you this earth grade black stone. But...but you also saw it, the temple year It has been in disrepair for a long time, the Buddha statue is incomplete, and the incense is withered..."
"Come on! Five million profound stones are enough for you to build ten thousand splendid Buddhist temples!" Ning Xiaochuan said.
Monk Tangan persevered, and said: "Master Ning, I know that you were buried in the mountain. You killed the strong men of the Lei clan and got a lot of black stones. It is not difficult to pay five million black stones. Killing people is not good after all. Well, the old man asked you to take out five million black stones as incense money for Bodhisattvas, it is also helping you eliminate karmic obstacles, accumulating virtue and blessings, so you can still be a good person in the next life!"
Taoism cultivates this life, and Buddha cultivates the afterlife.
In Buddhist scriptures, it is recorded that in this life, people kill people and set fires, and they will be cows and horses in the next life; if they accumulate good deeds in this life, they will become Subhuti in the next life!
"Hmph! Alright! Be a good person in the next life!" Ning Xiaochuan gritted his teeth fiercely, took out a Qiankun cloth bag, filled it with five million profound stones, and threw it to Monk Tanqian.
If it weren't for being hunted down by the three masters, Ning Xiaochuan would not have spent five million black stones to buy an earth grade black stone.
After Monk Tangan took over the Qiankun cloth bag, he checked the number of mysterious stones inside, his face was about to die from a smile, he took out the earth grade mysterious stone from his sleeve, handed it to Ning Xiaochuan, and patted Ning Xiaochuan With the back of his hand, he said: "Master Ning, you have accumulated incense money for Buddhism many times. You are really a loyal follower of Buddhism, and the Buddha will definitely take care of you."
Ning Xiaochuan was too lazy to talk so much nonsense with Monk Tangan. He pinched the red ground-grade profound stone in his hand, it was like holding a ball of flame, which was very hot. Through the spar, he could see the liquid profound stone flowing inside. Refined!
The real earth grade profound stone!
Although it is very heartbreaking to spend five million profound stones to buy an earth grade profound stone, but it can be exchanged for a combat power at the level of a celestial being, and the slight unhappiness in Ning Xiaochuan's heart quickly dissipated.
With a piece of land-grade profound stone in hand, Ning Xiaochuan naturally had confidence in his heart, and he didn't plan to escape any more, and just waited for Situ Nanlie, Feng Muweng and others here quietly.
Walking out of the inner hall, Monk Tan Gan seemed in a good mood, like a spring breeze, and said with a smile: "Teacher, is the medicine ready?"
Zen Toad said: "It should be ready soon!"
Ning Xiaochuan looked at the old man lying on the incense table, and asked curiously: "Who is this old man?"
"He is the grandfather of Situ Jing, the former king of the Situ clan." Monk Tan Gan stood beside the medicine stove, took out the psychic medicine "Blood-devouring Transformation Grass", and plucked a piece of crystal grass from it Ye, I plan to put it in the medicine stove.
In the mountain of burial, monk Tangan and Ning Xiaochuan each got a psychic medicine.
What monk Tangan got was the "blood-eating grass" that could help warriors heal their wounds, and what Ning Xiaochuan got was the "evergreen spirit vine" that could increase lifespan.
Ning Xiaochuan was shocked when he saw that monk Tangan was able to take out a psychic medicine to treat Situ Jing's grandfather. He made a "tsk tsk" sound and said, "Monk, I didn't expect you to be greedy for money. Have some kindness!"
"Amitabha! After all, Master Situ lived and died with this old monk, how could this old monk have the heart to watch his grandfather die of illness in bed. Hey! If you accumulate good deeds, you will become Subhuti in the next life!" Monk Tangan showed a compassionate look, and raised his head On the ground, a circle of golden Buddha light seemed to emerge.
Zen Toad whispered in Ning Xiaochuan's ear: "Don't trust that old bald donkey! The king of the Situ clan gave him all the three earth-grade black stones on his body, and the old bald donkey reluctantly agreed to use a psychic miracle The leaves of the medicine, to help the king of the Situ clan heal his wounds."
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I have something to do today, so I didn't update it at noon. The latest update time may be a bit unstable. There are still two chapters in the morning, and the chapter at noon will be supplemented.