Chapter 612 Asking Liu Buddha to Appear

One was in the early stage of True Immortal and the other was half-immortal. These two seniors who were high and mighty in the eyes of Yu Ye and other warriors fell into the hands of the gray-haired young man in front of them. Their cultivation was imprisoned and no trace of immortal spiritual pressure was released.

As the two Buddha powers swept through the bodies of the two people from top to bottom, two groups of blood mist instantly appeared on the spot, and the blood mist was immediately taken away by the gray-haired young man.

"Master." Lei Xiaolu knew that the person in front of her with a changed appearance was Liu Feng.

Yu Zhenzi stared at the gray-haired young man who turned around, and guessed that it was Liu Feng.

Witnessing Liu Feng's move with his own eyes, coupled with the strong spiritual pressure he felt a few days ago, there was no doubt at this moment.

That is, Liu Feng has already entered the level of immortals and Buddhas, and he is still as powerful as ever. Immortals and Buddhas of the same realm in his hands will be crushed to death if they can't escape.

"Why don't you come to see the seniors." Yu Zhenzi pretended to take the lead in greeting.

Yu Ye and other warriors, regardless of the eighth and ninth realms, half-knelt on the ground without hesitation.

The immortal Buddha level that they were extremely eager for, who could refine all their immortals in one move, was killed by this senior at will. How could they not be in awe?

Recalling the first time they met Lei Xiaolu, this woman was clearly like a fool, wandering around carelessly, but it turned out that she was hiding a powerful true Buddha.

"I only show up at critical moments, and you guys will deal with the rest of the time."

Liu Feng went straight to the bed in this guest room and sat down. He saw through the formation with his eyes and scanned the battle situation in the cabin.

After watching for a while, he didn't know if he killed too quickly just now, so that the evil immortals could not leave. At this moment, the entire corridor outside this guest room was empty of an evil cultivator, and they all fled without a trace.

"Among the three merchant ships, at least one has an immortal on board. None of the evil cultivators who boarded the ship exceeded the level of a true immortal, so there will be no accidents."

"It is better to go to the Great World as soon as possible, explore the situation of the Great World, and then return to the Insect Palace to practice. My Gu Dao has almost reached the ninth level of perfection, ready for the time to become a Gu Immortal."

Ignoring the cautious group of people in the guest room, he mobilized his soul and condensed his mind.

This step is the response of the immortals and Buddhas to the Great World's sacrifice, and it is also the key to whether they can use the Buddha treasure to make a move from a distance, or to control the incarnation from a distance.

In the early days of the True Buddha, hundreds of years have passed and he has not been able to master it. But he is completely different. Since the Great World was still weak, each realm has consumed far more spiritual objects than the same realm, and the foundation of each realm is extremely solid.

When he reached the realm of the True Buddha, he even transformed into the Buddha's Buddha light, and his previous life's understanding was deeper. His True Buddha perfection seems to come easily, but in fact it is the result of great opportunities and accumulation of many lives, and it is also extremely stable.

At this moment, he thought, and the divine thoughts of the soul and spirit gathered together, and the first divine thought line condensed in an instant.

The two nine-realm perfect masters in the guest room, Lei Xiaolu and Yu Ye, could not see Liu Feng's divine thoughts, but they could sense an invisible line at such a close distance.

After the first divine thought line, there were more than a dozen divine thoughts lines.

"There is one person who sacrificed to my Buddha treasure, and there are as many as eighty-six people who sacrificed to my insect temple... Time is short, and this is the first time to try, so I will only respond to two places first."

Liu Feng is in his peak state in this life, and he has no shortage of vitality. Unless he really has to, he doesn't have to harvest the countless living beings in the world.

As long as the immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world are not dead, it will not be his turn if they lack vitality. Anyway, in terms of strength, he will not be the last among the immortals and Buddhas, so he just needs to extract the vitality of other immortals and Buddhas.

Seventeen divine thoughts lines, only two are left in the end, and the rest are taken back.

Following the mysterious connection, clusters of "flames" that seemed to be right under him appeared clearly in his perception.

As if he was in the void again, the world seemed to be within reach. There was no other obstacle except the Chamber of Commerce formation.

At this moment, two lines of divine thoughts followed his thoughts and suddenly meandered downward, passing through a formation eye of the formation, connecting to two sacrificial places in the world.

At the same time, an old figure who was cleaning up the evil immortals somewhere on the merchant ship seemed to have sensed something, but had no intention of coming here in person.

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The world, Liantanzhou, one of the fifteen continents, the forbidden land of Yishenyuan.

In a huge cave connected to the bottom of the forbidden land, blood-colored rivers accumulated more than ten feet deep, and the blood rivers spread far away along the ancient stone roads that led in all directions.

In the center of the cave, an altar was set up.

A middle-aged monk with a cold and wide face sat cross-legged beside the altar, constantly refining the blood essence in the blood river and sending it to the altar.

There were two Buddhist treasures on the altar, which seemed to be common Buddhist treasures in the Wheel of Revelation, but the relics and spiritual people left in these two Buddhist treasures were extraordinary, so the Buddhist treasures also became extraordinary.

In the stone paths, tens of thousands of figures above the Five Buddha Roots shuttled back and forth, and were still sending the offerings collected by the believers.

At a certain moment, a spiritual pressure that surpassed the Nine Realms swept out from the altar without any warning.

The middle-aged figure beside the altar was the first to react, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the altar.

Tens of thousands of Five Buddha Roots believers flying in the air also stopped at this moment.

Everyone underground felt a spiritual pressure sweeping over, and the range covered by this spiritual consciousness was so large that even the busy believers who stayed hundreds of miles away on the ground stopped their actions.

"The third blood sacrifice, this time there is finally a response!"

"Which of the two Buddhist treasures has a response?"

"Is it Dharmashi Heavenly King, or that one..."

In the darkness, in the stone paths connecting the grottoes, tens of thousands of Buddha roots leaned down, and the corners of their eyes could not help but glance at the altar.

The middle-aged monk beside the altar is the current Blue Sky King of the Wheel-Revolving Teaching, the middle-stage Nine Buddha roots more than a thousand years later.

In the sect, he was the only one who could be so ruthless. He led people to slaughter the enemy families and forces. Three blood sacrifices killed more than 200,000 monks, and the deaths of more mortals were not counted at all.

"Chan Lan greets Brother Chan Du."

As the voice of King Chan Lan sounded in the darkness, tens of thousands of Buddha roots quickly retracted their gazes, because in the blood light on the altar, the Buddha power had gathered into a young man's figure.

Although it was just a quick glance, and although the church members present knew nothing about the realm of immortals and Buddhas.

But I don't know if it was an illusion, with just this one glance, they found that the incarnation manifested by the Buddha power was clearer than when many ancestors of the Wangxue family came.

"Welcome my Buddha."

Tens of thousands of church members shouted wildly, not daring to call the Dharma name directly like King Chan Lan.

On the altar, the figure of the young man manifested by the Buddha power was Liu Feng's own face.

After experiencing the battles between the virtual world and the immortals and Buddhas, and meeting an immortal with one body or even two bodies, he returned to the world and saw the altar in the center of the blood river. He was not moved at all.

In his eyes, the Zen Lan in front of him could no longer keep any secrets. He could see what realm he was in and whether he had any treasures.

And the insect temple that Zen Lan had not taken out was also within his senses.

"Zen Lan, has there been a big change in the world? Tell me about the big changes in the world in the past thousand years." Liu Feng asked directly.

Zen Lan's eyes flashed with surprise and admiration, and there was also a hint of disbelief.

Liu Feng not only became a Buddha, but also surpassed many ancestors of the Wangxue family. The first response, the first time he sent down his divine thoughts, was so powerful that he instinctively feared.

"The turbidity of the Great World has become heavier over the years, and the number of forbidden areas has also increased. However, some ancient forbidden areas, such as the forbidden area of ​​the Epidemic Body Abyss, are slowly disappearing for some reason..."

Chan Lan said this in a voice transmission, and Liu Feng's eyes gradually became solemn.

The large area of ​​the virtual world fell recently, and it may not have fallen into the Great World yet, so he did not hear Chan Lan mention it.

But the key is not this, but the disappearance of the ancient forbidden areas. Chan Lan came to this forbidden area for blood sacrifice, and he probably guessed that this matter was of great importance and wanted to know the truth.

At the cost of his divine thoughts, he immediately extended his spiritual consciousness to the abyss. Sure enough, at the bottom of the abyss, there was a gap, and there was no dirty soil layer elsewhere at the bottom of the abyss.

The ancient fragments that had left the virtual world were disappearing, and the obvious sense of unreality when becoming a Buddha made Liu Feng have all kinds of bad speculations in his heart.

Among the many immortals and Buddhas, only a few had a backup in the Great World. And the forces that could discover the disappearance of the ancient forbidden areas in the Great World in time were even fewer.

As a result, not many of the major sects in the virtual world know that the fragments of the ancient virtual world of the great world are disappearing.

"Brother Chan Du, what is the reason for this? Is there something wrong with the virtual world and we can't go there?" Chan Lan asked the guess in his heart.

Liu Feng on the altar looked at Chan Lan with indifference and responded: "No matter what the virtual world is like, you will most likely have to come to the virtual world in a few years!"

Next, he explained the appearance of the Earth Yin Chong Yue and the collapse of a large area of ​​land with heavy turbidity in the virtual world.

"Heavy turbidity! Large areas!" Chan Lan's body stiffened instantly beside the altar.

He didn't know what the Earth Yin Chong Yue was, but he knew clearly what the large area of ​​virtual world fragments falling meant.

The large area of ​​"heavy" turbidity mentioned by the immortals and Buddhas in the virtual world, if it were changed to the great world, would be a place that would poison the vast world and even the most terrifying forbidden area in history.

According to Liu Feng's meaning, there may be more areas of the virtual world that will continue to collapse in the future.

As time goes by, where can this great world find a place to live? Sooner or later, the eighth and ninth realms will not be able to live long.

"If there is anything else important, you can sacrifice me a section of the spirit vein next time." Liu Feng's figure slowly faded.

In his mind, maybe he won't need to sacrifice next time, and he doesn't need the support of the people in the great world. With the backup left behind, he can temporarily descend the incarnation like Yunmeng.

"Brother Chan Du, these essences and blood..."

"Distribute them to the believers, they will need them in the future!"

In the moment before the figure on the altar completely disappeared, the True Buddha's divine thoughts swept over tens of thousands of Buddha roots.

Chan Lan didn't have time to say more, and there were more profound Buddhist teachings in his mind, but most of them were incomplete, like a piece of patchwork memory.

Why is this so? Chan Lan, a killer who has refined countless cultivators' primordial spirits, knows it well, that is, Liu Feng has refined many people in the virtual world!

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On the other side, the great world, the Qingming Continent Daqi Dynasty.

Outside Zhuhuang County, deep in the thousand-mile grassland, a stone temple arched out half of the ground, and the remaining half was buried underground.

Circles of spiritual light in the protective array lit up, mostly where there were flaws, and the formation here had long been dilapidated.

And the whole stone temple was filled with misty light, covering several miles in radius. It can be imagined that there is either a spiritual vein or a spiritual object with rich spiritual energy underground.

There are not many ancient ruins that are occasionally discovered by later generations in the world, and every time they appear, they will inevitably cause competition from all parties.

At the bottom of the stone temple, there is a winding and swirling spiritual marrow river, which can be seen at a glance that the ruins were sealed by the ancestors.

But the spiritual energy emitted by this spiritual marrow is not enough to create the misty spiritual light phenomenon outside. The source of the phenomenon is not here, and the real benefit has been taken by others.

Inside and outside the stone temple, up and down, cultivators from all sides gathered at the moment, with a number of tens of thousands.

"I am the holy son of the Wang Xueqiu family. Who took the spiritual marrow crystals and inherited spiritual objects from here? Why don't you hand them over?" A golden chariot was suspended above the long river of spiritual marrow, and an impatient voice of a young man was heard from inside the chariot.

"Perhaps someone took advantage and hid it in the space inside the magic weapon. Let's explore this place carefully first." Another holy son of the Zhongli clan was sitting on a large sedan chair with four elders from the Eighth Realm clan, surrounded by many Six Realms and Seventh Realm slave tribe.

There are four royal blood clans here, nearly thirty from the eighth realm. How can they be satisfied with spiritual marrow. What they really value is the crystallization of spiritual marrow here and the inherited spiritual objects.

When they were searching for the hidden magic weapon, they found a small insect shell temple as big as a finger stuck in a rock crevice at the bottom of the long river of spiritual essence. It was Liu Feng's insect temple.

At this time, the space inside the Insect Temple was filled with dense spiritual mist.

Thirteen fat and wide-bodied women looked frightened and stamped their feet anxiously, fearing that they would be found by members of the Wangxue family.

In front of these female cultivators of the Great Food Cult, there is a purple-haired, half-demon woman, who looks delicate and charming, but unfortunately has a vulgar demeanor.

This purple-haired half-demon woman was busy throwing spirit marrow crystals onto the altar of the Insect Temple while murmuring.

"Two percent, thirty percent... No, I took out the 40% of the spiritual marrow crystal I got this time."

"Master Liu, Buddha Liu, please show your spirit quickly!"

"There are tens of thousands of vicious people outside, why haven't you shown your spirit yet? You blinded me and robbed the Insect Temple for nothing, and you also spent time and effort studying the "Underworld Sutra"."

Anyway, Liu Zhusheng didn't respond, and the half-demon woman uttered nonsense in her eagerness.

At this time, the outside was blocked by the Wangxue family, and even the magic weapon for sound transmission could not be used. Apart from offering sacrifices to Liu Xiu, the leader of the Insect Temple, she and the fellow monks from the Great Food Cult had no other choice.

She also threw some of the spiritual marrow crystals onto the altar. There were quite a few spiritual marrow crystals on the altar, but no one accepted her sacrifice.

"Qiao Bei, hit, hit... we're coming!"

Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation from behind, and then the entire insect temple space shook, and a big golden hand grabbed the entire temple including the rubble.

The scene in front of the temple door changed, leaving the long river of spiritual essence. The faces of the elders of the four royal blood families and many slaves appeared outside the temple door.

Nearly thirty people from the Eight Realms were blocked outside, each family was discussing how to distribute, and the words reached the Insect Temple.

"It turned out to be a bunch of hungry ghosts from the Dashi Cult. No wonder they were able to get there first."

"There is also a half-demon who has taken the Insect Temple. He is worthy of the Eighth Realm of Perfection, and his bloodline is close to the king's blood. We can share her refined blood."...

Hearing that someone outside the temple wanted to practice self-refinement, inside the Insect Temple, the purple-haired half-demon woman, Qiao Bei, knelt down beside the altar with a "pop" sound.

The other monks from the Great Food Sect also gathered around and tried their best to send the spiritual marrow crystals upwards.

Seeing that the boss of the Wangxue family was about to call in, Qiao Bei shouted frantically: "Please pray to Buddha Liu to show up and save my life."

In silence, part of the spiritual marrow crystals on the altar dissipated, and a sacred tree of underworld stretched out and transformed into the shape of a young man.

The young man opened his eyes and looked down at the half-demon woman under the altar, and his sighs echoed in the space of the Insect Temple.

"Thousands of years have passed and it's still the eighth realm. Sooner or later you will die in the world..."