Chapter 2253 Good or Not Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 2253 Good or Not Cultivating Immortals

"Push."

In the western extreme frontier, at the foot of a barren mountain.

I saw Slaughter Star Pluto casually throw the fifth divine machine on the ground, and said indifferently, "The rest of the way, you can only go by yourself."

"He and I…"

The fifth divine machine gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up, and bowed towards the Slaughter Star Pluto, "Thank you, senior, and I hope that senior will tell the gods of the underworld for me, about a month later, when the underworld descends to Qingcang, Before that, I hope everyone of the Ming clan will not step into the blue sky, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"Are you threatening my clan?"

Slaughter Star Pluto frowned, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Not a threat, my lord, times have changed."

The Fifth Divine Machine sighed lightly, bowed once again, and then limped toward the depths of the ancient forest.

At this time, the injury on his body was extremely serious and almost threatened his life.

As a result, the realm of the World Lord Hall has fallen, the descendants are seriously injured, and all the thousand divine guards have died tragically, so no one should doubt him, right?

Although, this trip to the West Pole was somewhat different from what he imagined.

But, fortunately, the final result is acceptable, except that the Big Dipper Great Array was occupied by the Underworld God, everything... was within his expected control.

And he only needs to return to the main hall of the world, wait for a month, and then...with the help of the Ming clan, he can completely destroy the Ling clan.

When he thought of the methods of the Hades just now, the Fifth Divine Machine felt frightened, and had a feeling of being blown up.

At the same time, Ling Xiao's figure also walked out of the Buddha Sea and appeared on the Lingshan Mountain.

At this time, he could see that the originally peaceful and peaceful Buddhist sect had long since been dead.

Numerous white bones corroded by the blood rain were scattered on the ground, and the grass and trees withered, exuding a disgusting yin and dark aura.

At the foot of the mountain farther away, you can vaguely see piles of bones piled up, like a hell on earth.

Ling Xiao looked at everything in front of him calmly, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

This immortal way, the weak eat the strong, compared to this Buddhist holy land, the Ming family is Ling Xiao's most loyal subordinates.

Kindness does not compete for heaven, goodness does not cultivate immortals.

"Om."

Immediately, Ling Xiao's thoughts moved, and a figure immediately walked out of the domain and appeared in front of him.

"No offense to the Lord."

"Get up."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, but there was not much expression on his face.

Since his cultivation entered the holy realm, these great demons who were originally sealed in the Glazed Tile Pagoda have almost lost their previous role.

In addition to the overlapping shadows, Shang Neng can lurk among the world by virtue of his own talent, and collect information for Ling Xiao, like Wu Xie and others, who have already been in a closed state.

Their innate combat power might be helpful to Ling Xiao in the Holy State and the early days of Qingcang.

But now, with the improvement of Ling Xiao's own realm and the strength of the enemy he has to face, these holy demons no longer have the power of the past.

However, when Ling Xiao promised to help him return to Buddhism, he would not lose his trust.

The Western Pole has perished, all the strong in Buddhism have fallen, and with the innate talent of no sin, just open the knot of the heart, or you can achieve attainments along the way of Buddhism.

As for Yaoguang, from the beginning to the end, the destination of the Nine Heavens Buddha is not in the world.

She was destined to follow in Ling Xiao's footsteps and set foot on the Nine Heavens.

"here is…"

At this time, Wu Xie's face is obviously a little confused, especially the surging aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, which makes people feel like they are in the underworld.

"The Holy Land of Brahma."

Ling Xiao smiled, and there was a ferocious look in his innocent eyes.

"Lord..."

"The powerhouses of the Brahma Holy Land have all died under the Buddha Sea, and now the West Pole is the world of the Ming people."

"what?

Are the strong Buddhists dead?

! "

Wu Nie's eyes trembled, he suddenly took a deep breath, and bowed towards Ling Xiao, "Thank you, Lord, for avenging this great revenge for me."

When Ling Xiao subdued him, he promised to bring him back to Buddhism and kill all his enemies.

Four years have passed, and now Ling Xiao is already the true emperor of Qingcang, above ten thousand people.

And he also fulfilled his promise, destroying Buddhism in one fell swoop.

"This Buddhist seal is the inheritance of the Brahma Holy Land. If you want to return to Buddhism, from today onwards, you will be the new leader of Buddhism."

Ling Xiao waved his hand and handed over the Buddhist seal that Zen Master Fa Moe had gathered in his lifetime of enlightenment into Wu Xie's hands.

You must know that Buddhist disciples have a very high prestige in the eyes of Qingcang people.

Controlling Buddhism is equivalent to controlling Qingcang public opinion.

At the very least, in the eyes of mortals, Buddhist disciples are indistinguishable from the world;

Their existence is the place of human belief.

And Ling Xiao, as the son of Qingcang Emperor, if he can worship the Ten Thousand Buddhas, his status can be imagined.

"Lord, I want to go and see... her."

Wuxie hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked up at Ling Xiao.

He understood that with his current strength, it was too far-fetched to continue to follow Ling Xiao.

Unless he can help Ling Xiao in addition to his strength, then it is necessary to stay.

"Go."

Ling Xiao didn't stop him.

Before Shi Wuxie walked to the main hall, he stood in the corner.

I saw there, a small tree has long been eroded by the yin and qi, and its vitality has been scattered.

On the face of Wuxie, there was a touch of sadness immediately, and he knelt on the ground with a "thump".

"I'm back... do you remember me?"

There was no response, or in other words, the ancient tree in front of him was no longer his former lover.

As we all know, it is far more difficult for plants and trees to become spirits than human monsters. It takes a long time to devour the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of mountains and rivers, and then there is a possibility of the birth of spiritual wisdom.

At the beginning, he violated the precepts without sin and was abolished by the Buddha, and even his lover was deprived of his life and rebuilt his body.

Even if! !

One day this ancient tree will take shape again, and I am afraid that it will not be the woman who loved him back then.

"I promised you that I would definitely come back."

Wuxie took a deep breath, digged the ground with both hands, uprooted the ancient tree, and walked back to Ling Xiao, "Lord, I would like to re-cultivate Buddhism and establish Buddhism again!"

"it is good."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly and took Wuxie back into the realm.

He understands that the reason why Wuxie is willing to re-cultivate Buddhism is not because of his loyalty to Buddhism, but because he wants to save his lover with Buddhism, and hopes to reunite in the mortal world one day.

In this world, after all, love is the word that hurts the most.

After doing all this, Ling Xiao glanced at the broken Buddhist gate in front of him again, and the expression on his face had long since returned to indifference.

Immediately, I saw him step forward and head towards the western extreme border.

Today's West Pole has completely fallen.

And the land shrouded in the Netherworld, even the emperor realm powerhouse, would never dare to set foot on it rashly.

Here, it will become a new forbidden area for Qingcang, and it will also be the starting point for the Ming clan to conquer the Nine Heavens.

"January time...it seems...a bit not enough."

There was a flash of purple light in Ling Xiao's eyes, and there seemed to be some pondering deep in his eyes.