Chapter 8495: What I Want...

Ye Wuque immediately followed the sound and looked!

Countless jet black catkins were seen flying, and the miserable howl of the undead monarch came to an abrupt end!

In a flash, Ye Wuque appeared there.

The undead monarch has fallen to the ground.

Its head has disappeared, and its whole body is covered with terrible cracks. Its body is riddled with holes, as if it has been broken by a terrifying force, and its head has also been forcibly pulled out!

The Undead Monarch is an eight-winged feathered god, and being able to kill it so easily in this way shows the tyranny of the person who took action.

brush!

The dark floating catkins in the void suddenly began to stir, as if they had a spirit, and they were covering Ye Wuque's body crazily!

It seems that Ye Wuque is about to drown the package!

Wow!

The Pure Glazed Fire burned out instantly, shrouded Ye Wuque, and pounced directly on the dark floating catkins in all directions.

Suddenly, the heat filled the air, the glazed fire showed its power, and those dark floating catkins were immediately swallowed up by the fire!

Faintly, a sharp and shrill scream could be heard, and then disappeared.

Under the control of Ye Wuque, the pure glass fire spread like mercury in all directions!

Wherever it passed, all the pitch-black floating catkins had nowhere to hide under the glazed fire and turned into black smoke.

In just a few breaths of time, all the dark fluff in this area was wiped out, leaving nothing behind.

The white firelight illuminates the ruins of ancient Zen Buddhism.

Ye Wuque stood alone, surrounded by flames. He looked like a creation god here.

His bright and deep eyes looked in all directions, but he didn't seem to see anything strange.

After a while.

Ye Wuque continued walking towards the ruins of the ancient Zen sect.

The reason why he insisted on taking this trip to the ruins was to see if there were any useful clues, even just a little bit would be enough.

In the dead ruins, ruins and broken walls lie everywhere, just as they always have.

Ye Wuque walked through the dilapidated halls. The Buddha statues inside had collapsed, shattered, and were covered in dust. They looked depressed.

The power of the soul shines everywhere, everywhere.

Soon, Ye Wuque entered a majestic hall. The Buddha statue enshrined in it had been broken, and only half of it was left.

The hall was dark and filled with the smell of decay.

After Ye Wuque took a look, he was about to go to the next one, but just after he turned around...

At the entrance, an extra figure appeared at some point!

Standing there motionless!

He seemed to be staring at him!

Under the dark light, I couldn't see the face clearly, but I could vaguely see a...

Bald!

But this figure exuded a torrential chill that made people's scalp numb.

In the darkness, a pair of dark red eyes emerged!

"Amitabha……"

The stiff, hoarse voice sounded, and it turned out to be a Buddha's name.

Ye Wuque looked at it expressionlessly.

call out!

The figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

Behind Ye Wuque, a chill hit the back of his neck, and the void in all directions was trembling!

A pitch-black palm struck hard!

when! !

The roar of gold and iron exploded, and sparks flew out from the back of Ye Wuque's neck!

Then it’s Ye Wuque’s chest!

when!

At the lower back!

when!

Heavenly spirit covers the place!

when!

…

A strange figure surrounded Ye Wuque at an unimaginable ghostly speed, constantly attacking every weak point in Ye Wuque's body.

But from beginning to end, Ye Wuque stood there, motionless.

There were only sparks flying everywhere.

Every blow of the strange figure is powerful and heavy, and the terrifying power is extremely frightening!

After lasting for ten breaths, the strange figure finally stopped and returned to the distance, motionless, staring at Ye Wuque.

"Are you tickling me..."

The next moment, Ye Wuque's indifferent voice sounded.

In an instant, glazed fire boiled around him, lighting up the entire hall!

Suddenly, the figure became clear!

Wearing a tattered cassock, he is tall and has scars on his bald head.

It looks exactly like a Buddhist monk.

Only the face...

The bones are so dense!

Extremely scary!

This is not a living creature of flesh and blood at all, but a skeleton.

Obviously, this monk's skeleton is the strange figure in the ancient Zen ruins mentioned by the Undead Monarch before, and it is also the murderer who just killed the Undead Monarch.

Unmoved by Ye Wuque's words, a chaotic red light flashed in the eye sockets of the monk's skeleton, and the chill boiled. He once again erupted with terrible power, and continued to attack Ye Wuque...

Click! !

Bang! !

The monk's skeleton was pressed on the face with one hand, and then pushed into the ground!

A huge pit exploded, the earth shook, and the whole hall collapsed.

The monk skeleton began to struggle crazily!

However, it has no effect.

Ye Wuque's right hand seemed to be covered by a sky pressing down on its face, which was a complete power gap between the two levels.

"The unwilling obsession, absorbing the endless resentment and evil spirit, coupled with the remaining power of the remains of many eminent monks, as well as a large amount of relic essence, finally gave birth to a monster like you..."

Ye Wuque looked down condescendingly and spoke indifferently.

The monk skeleton is still struggling!

Wow!

The pure glass fire covered it, but strangely, it was useless!

The monk's skeleton could not be destroyed by the Pure World Glazed Fire.

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he spoke lightly.

"Reincarnation..."

A purple light appeared out of nowhere, suppressing everything.

The original monk's skeleton immediately felt like it was struck by lightning, and began to struggle violently. Countless black grievances spread out from the skeleton frame and were annihilated by the power of reincarnation.

Gradually!

The red light in the monk's skeleton's eye sockets faded, and there was actually a faint clarity.

"Reincarnation..."

"You... Buddhism... a lineage... a destined person..."

The monk's skeleton spoke hoarsely, as if countless different old voices were superimposed on each other.

"Zen... extinction... inheritance... cannot be... interrupted..."

"Destined person... Destined person..."

"You... you..."

The monk's skeleton seemed to want to say something, but its skeleton frame had begun to be annihilated inch by inch.

Hearing this, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed!

Wow!

A silver arhat suddenly appeared behind him!

The eye sockets of the monk's skull suddenly jumped with boiling light!

"Luohan Xi..."

"You..."

Seemed to have recognized it.

Then, an incredible scene happened!

The forehead of the monk's skull suddenly shattered, and from it, a thumb-sized golden relic was actually taken out!

It flickered with a faint light.

"Xunxian District... Lingyin Temple..."

The monk's skull used up the last of his strength, and after saying this, it was completely reduced to ashes.

Ye Wuque picked up the golden relic and slowly stood up.

Looking at the golden relic in his hand, his eyes became deep.

...

Twenty days later.

The world of Yu Nei.

Xunxian District, one of the fifty major districts.

Mortal area.

This is a very inconspicuous place in Xunxian District, even in the mortal area, where an ordinary, unremarkable temple is located.

At this moment, a figure that looks equally ordinary walked in front of the temple.

This figure was very ordinary, with an unremarkable appearance, except for a pair of eyes that were bright and deep, extremely unusual.

There were three large characters as warm as jade on the plaque of the temple...

Lingyin Temple.

The figure took a look and walked in.

"Welcome pilgrims..."

In the main hall of Lingyin Temple, there were two monks, one old and one young, dressed very simply, and even patched.

The old monk sat upright, knocking on the wooden fish, chanting Buddhist scriptures, a peaceful and compassionate scene.

The young monk was responsible for receiving the figure who had just walked in.

"This donor, are you here to burn incense?" The young monk asked politely.

The figure nodded.

The young monk immediately took out three incense sticks and handed them to the figure.

The figure walked to the Buddha statue, lit the incense, and then offered it in the incense burner.

On the ground next to it, there was a merit box.

Seeing this, the figure took out a piece of gold and threw it into the merit box.

Seeing this, the little monk's eyes suddenly showed surprise, and his face flushed with excitement!

"Donor, you are too polite! The Buddha in heaven will definitely bless you!"

"Are you depressed? Can't get what you want? You can ask my master to solve your worries. My master is the abbot..." The little monk immediately told Ye Wuque.

"There is indeed something that I can't get..."

The figure spoke.

Immediately, under the guidance of the little monk, the figure sat opposite the old monk.

The wooden fish was still knocking.

The old monk closed his eyes, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked like an octogenarian.

"Donor..."

The old monk spoke, his voice was gentle, and it seemed to have a calming power.

"It is normal to ask for something but not get it. Don't get stuck in a dead end because of it."

"If you are restless and have no peace, you can tell me about it. The Buddha will listen."

The sitting figure heard this and nodded and sighed.

"The abbot's words make sense. This is why I came here. Maybe this Lingyin Temple can really help me..."

"Donor, the Buddha is in my heart. You can say it. I don't know what you want?"

"What I want is something called... Arhat Subduing Demons!"

As soon as these words came out, the old monk's dry palms that had been knocking on the wooden fish suddenly stopped!