Chapter 563: The Samsara Stone and the Shituo Clan

In a few breaths, the spiritual light on the eyebrows of eight of the nearly twenty people disappeared, and the expressions on the faces of these eight people returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

When the rest of the people who were hit recovered, sweat appeared on their foreheads, and there was some fear in their eyes.

In less than ten breaths, none of these people above the ninth realm died, and it seemed that they had defeated the assassins.

Shangguan Ya, Wenren Zhuo and other five immortal Buddha clones kept a distance from the nearly twenty people, each using spiritual treasures to protect themselves, and dared not use spiritual consciousness again.

Shangguan Ya took out a jade box, and when she opened the lid, invisible spiritual power spread out. If there were any hidden cultivators approaching, no matter whether they were flesh and blood people, or Yuanling or Fenhun, they would be detected by her.

A golden drum appeared behind Wenren Zhuo, and strands of golden thunder spread.

"Sister, they seem to be fine, but some of them must be controlled by the person who attacked them. They may be the clones of the soul immortals who have come down from the refining spirit, or they may be the soul methods of the evil Taoist priests."

"Not entirely. I heard the elders in the tribe mention a kind of immortal species that is good at invading other people's soul seas and good at illusions. The current situation is somewhat similar, but no illusions have been seen."

Shangguan Ya and Wen Renzhuo communicated with each other. They had no interest in the results of those who were attacked, and there was no need to test them.

The two left the Rotten Meat Lake and chased after the little monk who was getting farther and farther away.

Not far away, Zhuang Yan was surrounded by mountains, and a silver dragon as small as a bracelet was coiled on her wrist. The two fairy treasures, Tianshan Cover and Silver Dragon Whip, had been mobilized.

She glanced at the two little monks who left, and like Shangguan Ya, she chose to follow them temporarily, because even if she wanted to take action, she might not be able to take down the little monk whose face looked like Liu Feng.

The three of them were hanging behind the two little monks. Nearly an incense stick of time had passed, during which the two little monks were cutting the thick blood line.

The wriggling black flesh ground under their feet, the location where the blood line was cut, the nearby black flesh became motionless, but there was a faint roar from deep underground.

The two little monks continued to move forward, cutting the thick blood lines one after another. The roars from the ground became louder and louder, and the black flesh ground began to agitate violently, as if there was an evil spirit trying to break out of the ground.

The three of them followed them for six hundred miles in a winding way. At the corner of the mountain road in front of the two little monks, another little monk appeared, and they were also two people walking together.

The strange thing was that among the two little monks on the opposite side, there was another one who looked like Liu Feng, but the two had different expressions and heights. The short one was old-fashioned, and the tall one was smiling.

Behind the two little monks coming from the opposite side, there were also other cultivators following them. Most of them were Buddhist cultivators, but there were also Taoist cultivators and Gu Masters. There were more people than them, nearly forty people.

On the other side of the mountain road, two Gu Masters were among the cultivators. One was slightly fat and the other was tall. They were Ximen Taohong and Ji Kexian who had fled to the Liukong Forbidden Land for refuge.

They had seen the horror of Liu Feng and knew that Liu Feng had a big secret. Now they saw such a strange thing, two little monks who looked like Liu Feng and were both nine Buddha roots, which made them imagine.

Ximen Taohong had a Dongxu ring hanging around her waist. She touched her chin with one hand and looked at the little monk, muttering: "Why did a little monk who looked like that demon appear in this Qintianzhou Forbidden Land?"

Ji Kexian did not say anything, and pulled Ximen Taohong back. She found that after the four little monks joined together, they surrounded a surging hill, and the roars from the ground became more and more intense.

When the two retreated twenty miles, the four little monks cut open the black meat hill with their swords, and the seals poured on the black meat.

After a fierce bombardment, when the black meat was completely peeled off, revealing the original stone mountain under the flesh and blood, the four little monks came to clean up the evil flesh and blood, intending to see the light of day again for this stone mountain that was no more than 30 feet high.

But the next moment, the ground several miles near the stone mountain broke, and the sticky blood gushed out. More than 300 human-shaped evil spirits rushed out, all of them were above the eighth realm, and surrounded and killed the four little monks.

The evil figures attacked with the Dharma, all of them looked like Buddhist cultivators whose bones had been pulled out, leaving only flesh and blood.

Four against 300, the two sides fought, and the Dharma did not affect them. The power was not inferior at all, but was stronger than ordinary Buddhist cultivators of the same realm.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the light of the Dharma and the sword swept out continuously, and waves of evil Buddhist cultivators were wiped out.

Correspondingly, two of the four little monks died, and one of them was the short and conservative little monk.

Two of their companions died, but the remaining two didn't care and continued to fight the evil spirits. The tall monk, who also looked like Liu Feng, didn't even look at the dead short monk, and let his body be torn to pieces by the evil spirits.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were only two monks and they were besieged by the evil spirits, more than ten spiritual lights hit the stone mountain, trying to find out what secrets this mountain had.

The ring knife dragged out a string of golden ripples, and with a "crackling" sound, the spiritual treasure that was hit was shattered. The tall monk raised his knife and pulled away, found the place where the spiritual treasure flew, and chopped and killed the monk who attacked secretly.

Witnessing the little monk's killing, the cultivators who followed him, below the ninth realm, all retreated far away, seeing that the little thing was not only strong, but also accustomed to killing people.

Soon, the little monk besieged by the evil spirits died, and finally more than a hundred evil spirits pounced on the tall monk.

"Another one died, and the tall one is the only one left. It seems that they are going to capture him and investigate." Ximen Taohong was puzzled, not understanding why the little monk was so desperate.

She saw that in addition to the evil spirits, there were two Buddhist forces that took action. They first cooperated with the evil spirits to seriously injure the little monk, and then snatched the little monk away.

Ji Kexian snorted lightly: "I recognize those two Buddhist forces. They are both from Zezhou. One group of nuns came from Guiyuan Temple, and the other group of white-robed monks came from the Buddhist Wang Xuewei family."

Anyone can guess that the little monk has a secret, and it may be possible to dig out a great opportunity through him. Many Buddhists can't help but take action.

More than twenty miles apart, the remaining dozens of evil spirits were crushed by the swarming cultivators.

The two forces that kidnapped the little monk joined forces to occupy the thirty-foot stone mountain to resist the other Buddhist cultivators who had gathered.

Shangguan Ya and Wen Renzhuo flew close to each other, the golden drums made a muffled "dong dong" sound, and a thousand-foot golden thunder dragon made of intertwined thunder and light snaked out.

Those who stood in the way were driven away by the thunder dragon, and the two stood in front of more than 40 Buddhist cultivators from Guiyuan Temple and the Wei family.

"Hand over this young monk. Not to mention you, even the Immortal and Buddha forces in the virtual world behind you have to bow before this young lady." Shangguan Ya's eyes fell on an old nun from Guiyuan Temple.

While Wen Renzhuo was controlling the Thunder Dragon Weapon Spirit, he looked at the stone mountain at the foot of the group of nuns. The evil spirit wanted to pollute the mountain, and the young monk had to clean it up. It can be seen that this small mountain is extraordinary and not just a big piece. Stone.

Looking at other directions, there are probably other hills like this in the Six Sky Forbidden Land, because I have seen many similar black meat hills on the way here.

If this is true, many hills may have a suppressive effect on evil spirits and even evil objects.

Coupled with the appearance of Xie Sui and the little monk, the fact is that there is probably a competition between two forces, one is the evil thing Xie Sui, and the other is the source of Buddhist magical powers in this forbidden area.

What is surprising is that both parties actually come from Buddhism, because the evil spirits seen just now were all based on Buddhist teachings.

On the opposite side of the stone mountain, an old nun with narrow eyes stood in the air among sixteen nuns and twenty-five white-robed monks. He held the stolen sword in one hand and the half-dead young monk in the other.

"I don't know, poor nun, which immortal in the virtual world you are a clone of, but no one here today can ask me from Guiyuan Temple to hand over the Buddhist opportunity I have obtained."

The old nun's eyes narrowed slightly. They joined forces with the Guiyuan Temple and the Wei family. Most of the seven Nine Buddhas were in the middle stage or above. Not to mention killing the two immortal clones on the opposite side, but there would be no accidents in taking away the young monk.

As for how this immortal will take revenge in the virtual world in the future, that is also unknown. The most important thing is the Buddhist opportunity in front of him, which is related to the practice of himself and others.

Before Shangguan Ya could threaten him again, the old nun with narrow eyes raised his knife and slashed open the young monk's belly.

A pair of eyes looked at him, and as everyone guessed, this little monk was really not an ordinary person. Under his open belly, his internal organs were all made of stones, exuding strong Buddhist power.

"The stone body, the five internal organs of stone, the meridians carved in stone... are not human-shaped magic weapons refined by others, it is just his physical body."

"I ask you, poor nun, where are you from? But in that big lake of rotten meat? Are there any Buddhist masters sitting in it?" The old nun asked three times in a row, his eyes shining brightly.

The young monk ignored the killing intent in the old nun's eyes, clasped his hands together with difficulty and said, "Young monk will not die, the most you will get is this body."

The people here were stunned when they heard this. No wonder the four young monks seemed to have no fear of death. They easily risked their lives to fight against the evil spirits, using themselves as consumables to consume the evil spirits.

It turns out that their bodies are actually consumables, and they can be replaced with another body after they die.

"No, other Buddhist cultivators should have them. They are all in this stone body, and there are also Buddhist cultivator Yinshen. The physical body can be changed, but the true spirit and spirituality cannot be endless. Even if each Yinjin is only made from a small amount of spirituality, there are also Yinshen. The day when all the energy is exhausted and the spirit disappears." Shangguan Ya frowned and thought.

With her family status, she had never heard of a method that could continuously refine clones. In order to preserve their spiritual integrity, many geniuses do not even know how to refine a clone, and only seek to attain enlightenment in their original form.

Seeing that Shangguan Ya seemed to regard the young monk as his clone, Wen Renzhuo said in a deep voice: "It's possible that this is not a clone, but that he has another way to be reborn."

When the two of them speculated on the mystery, the nun with fine eyes didn't ask any questions. The young monk didn't explain it, so she came to see it in person.

A demon-conquering pestle penetrated the young monk's heavenly spirit cover and settled into the spiritual sea, imprisoning the young monk's Buddha, Taoist, and Yin gods.

Immediately, the old nun grabbed it with his experienced hands, took out the Buddha's powerful internal organs, and distributed them with the Wei family.

"Let the poor nun refine his Yinshen and see if he can get some of his memories."

Shangguan Ya and Wen Renzhuo had cold eyes. If they really waited for the other party to refine the Yin Shen, they would not get any benefit at all.

The thousand-foot-long thunder dragon swam around, the golden drum at its tail vibrated violently, and golden thunder and lightning flashed instantly.

But just when he was about to snatch the little monk's head, he suddenly pulled away, took Shangguan Ya and fled behind him.

"Buzzing..."

Ripples appeared in the sky for hundreds of miles, and the sky was filled with bloody evil aura. A tree spread out a three thousand-foot spiritual tree shadow, and a big sun circle enlarged.

Five nine-level god refiners, one with nine-level Buddha roots, three nine-level blood Shuras, two nine-level Buddhas with early stage roots, and a thousand-foot-long dragon-scale demon appeared out of thin air.

In the four directions where he stood, four true immortal flags were buzzing.

From the nine realms of perfection, the four elephant true immortal flags formed an array, and the concealment method was far more powerful than in the hands of "Sheep Braid" in the past.

In front of the twelve nine-level figures, the gray-haired young man stood on a black pagoda, expressionlessly looking down at the old nun who was holding the young monk.

In his mind, the old voice in the Buddhist lamp said faintly: "I see, you are destined to my Buddha, to my Lord, and to this Daqian Temple. The reincarnation stone in the temple contains the spirituality of your previous life!"

"My Lord came to Daqian Temple in the past and served as a temple guardian for five thousand years. The cause and effect my Lord gave you is to liberate the Shituo clan and prevent them from suffering the endless reincarnation."

The gray-haired young man moved his eyes to look at the little monk who was still alive. The two looked at each other, and the little monk put his hands together and smiled.

There is a reincarnation stone in the Daqian Temple. This stone contains the spirituality of his first six lives. The Shituo clan is liberated from his first six lives. People who were born partly spiritually in his first six lives also become the Shituo clan.

"Senior, if we free them, who will guard the Daqian Temple?" The Yin spirit in the spiritual sea of ​​the gray-haired young man asked.

He is no longer a young man who has just started practicing. He has gained more experience along the way. He has seen his past life, seen people trying to refine reincarnation, and learned that some people doubt that reincarnation between heaven and earth is false.

At that moment, he heard that there is a reincarnation stone in the Daqian Temple, which can make the spirit of living beings reincarnate, but the reincarnation here is not complete. It is more like the Shituo clan who guards the temple was created by evil methods. The spirit is more and more incomplete in each life until it is completely worn out.

This secret is probably known only by the temple keepers of all generations, such as the Lord of the Buddha Lamp, the Buddha who sent him karma, and his master Tanye, or it may be a temple keeper of a certain generation, whose incarnation may be in the Daqian Temple at this moment.

In the Buddha lamp of Linghai, an old voice sighed tiredly: "No need to guard anymore, it's time for the Samsara Stone to leave the world and go to the virtual world."

The gray-haired young man nodded silently, looking far away at the thick fog, which could not be seen by the eyes. When he retracted his gaze, he said in a cold voice: "Please help us all to save these greedy Buddhists."

The thousand-foot dragon scale demon, the blood-haired young man, and the two nine-Buddha root demon monks were all controlled by him and fell straight down at the first time.

The other eight figures did not hesitate and were divided into various directions. The majestic cultivation was booming and blocked a hundred miles.

Outside the range of a hundred miles, Shangguan Ya, who was fleeing far away, looked back and saw six nine-realm perfections, three blood Shura immortals, and a Dongxu Divine Soldier...

Seeing the Dongxu Divine Soldier with a demon face in his belly, Shangguan Ya's face twitched fiercely. This was the inheritance of Dongxu Island that she had been seeking but could not get.

With such a battle, even if she and her brother Wen Renzhuo, the two clones joined forces, they had to stay away.

She came to the Great World with her clone, and her main purpose was to explore the secrets of Qintianzhou, and for the sake of opportunity. If she met the evil thief Liu Feng, she would not mind getting rid of him.

But she would not have thought of the scene in front of her, a young man in the Great World, not only gathered many top cultivators in the Great World around him, but also had a cause and effect so great that she could not figure it out.

In her sight, the Buddha's light shone on the thirty-foot stone mountain, and the lights that came from nowhere covered nine miles.

The two Buddhist cultivators who occupied this mountain a moment ago, the nuns of Guiyuan Temple and the Buddhist cultivators of the Wei family, were neatly arranged, and more than forty flesh bodies were nailed to death in the air, and all the Yin spirits melted under the lights, and none of them escaped.

The two Buddhist cultivators who were confident that they could leave safely under the hands of the two immortal Buddha clones were now dead and could not die anymore.

Above the group of people who took action, a six-winged soldier Gu flew over, and on it were two ninth-level Gu immortals. The first woman was also the clone of a famous Gu immortal in the virtual world. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be in the same group with Liu Feng.

Further behind, a crazy old Taoist was cowering timidly, and only dared to come over after all the people had died. However, his escape skills and aura were stronger than most of the Nine Realms, and he was also running towards Liu Feng.