I Try To Become An Immortal Through Mortal Science

"I have to say that your decisiveness has saved Luo a lot of trouble."

Looking at the Biyuan Yuanying who had just been spit out by the three-legged black crow, Luo Hong was in a good mood.

After all, if these Pure Land Sect elders wanted to run away wholeheartedly, he could only pursue them with a choice, and he couldn't catch them all at once like he is now.

"Good! Master Luo, you destroyed the Xiuxian family supported by our sect first, and our sect sent people to investigate later. Even if Bixin offended him in Guangnan Mansion, it was his own doing, not ordered by our sect.

Now, Junior Brother Bixin must have died, so why did Master Luo take revenge so persistently! "

Trapped in the Black Crow True Flame, Biyuan Yuanying sat cross-legged in the air, without the madness of imminent death, without joy or sorrow.

"Hey, your monk level is indeed quite high, and you deserve to be the core elder of the Pure Land Sect.

You are right, Luo Mou has no deep hatred with your Pure Land Sect in terms of personal interests. "

Luo Hong was a little surprised when he heard the words. Although this monk has also been distorted in his three views, it is still admirable for him to be so calm in the horror of life and death.

"Since this is the case, why is Master Luo so aggressive, and even intends to kill all the way to the holy mountain of this sect.

Forgive the poor monk for speaking bluntly, although Master Luo's supernatural powers are far superior to those of the general later major repairs, but my Pure Land Sect is a sect handed down from ancient times, and its foundation is extremely profound. "

Bi Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and she tried to persuade Luo Hong to stop.

"Look at your string of human bone beads, Luo will know that even if he explains it to you, you won't understand it.

So, you and I should save our effort. "

Luo Hong shook her head and said, she stretched out her hand and took Bi Yuan's Nascent Soul into her hand.

For Bi Yuan, who practiced in the Pure Land Sect since childhood, those things that made Luo Hong murderous were taken for granted for him.

Without spells, one of the hardest things in the world is to get one thought into another's head, especially if the two thoughts are in conflict.

Luo Hong likes to pay attention to efficiency in doing things. Obviously, it is much more efficient to destroy the Pure Land Sect than to educate the Pure Land Sect.

"Wait, Master Luo has misunderstood something. The bones used in this magic weapon are all left over from sitting Buddha cultivation!"

Seeming to have guessed her next fate, Bi Yuan finally revealed a look of anxiety, and hurriedly explained.

However, when Luo Hong heard this, she had no words.

With his divine sense, how could he not be able to sense the material of the Buddha bone? What he cared about was not the string of Buddha beads, but the human bone artifacts he saw along the way.

That's right, there is no problem with the bone magic weapon used by the high-level disciples of the Pure Land Sect, but what about those low-level disciples?

Maybe the disciples of the Pure Land Sect in the past were not like this, but now Luo Hong saw that those low-level disciples were accustomed to skinning mortals to make drums, bones and horns.

And these selected mortals are those who have been drawn too much power and become stupid and dull.

These mortals were taken away by their trusted monks without crying, and then all disappeared without a sound.

The tragedy during this period is simply impossible to describe in words. It can only be said that the Pure Land Sect moved hell to the human world.

With a slight force of five fingers, Bi Yuan cast Luo Hong with the soul search technique.

Although there were many restrictions in Yuanying, Luo Hong shattered them with one flick of his fingers.

Now, Biyuan's lifelong memories are presented before Luo Hong's eyes.

After a violent search, Luo Hong successfully found what he wanted, and his face was gradually covered with surprise.

"How did this guy escape?"

While casually feeding the Yuanying who was about to collapse to Qingfeng, Luo Hong frowned and murmured.

Before night fell, Jie Dan Buddha, who had been instructed by Bi Yuan before, met a group of low-level monks who fled from Yuejin City.

"What did you say! Uncle Biyuan and none of them returned?!"

"Ah! Uncle Master, be gentle! Every sentence of this junior is true, there is no falsehood.

Today, all the masters and ancestors fought against the Luo thief in the sky above the temple. We saw the Buddha's light, the red flames filled the sky, and the roar of dragons and crows resounded endlessly.

However, until the Luo thief's palm captured and killed most of the juniors and elders of the same sect, no one of the ancestors showed up to stop him. "

The young disciple who was grabbed by the collar by Jie Dan Foxiu, with tears and snot running down his face, looked completely terrified, and spoke very quickly what he had said just now.

"Have you ever seen Dunguang, where did the Luo thief or the ancestors go?!"

Jie Denver repaired the blue veins on his forehead, and couldn't believe the result he had guessed.

"The younger generation only saw a blue ray of light, well, it seems to be heading west!"

The young disciple tried hard to recall the Tao.

It's over! It's over, something big happened!

Jie Danfoxiu was about to throw away the disciple in his hand, and he froze in place with a pale face. After a while, he remembered the talisman in his arms, and hurried to the teleportation hall.

Half a day later, in the main hall where the Pure Land Sect resides, the Great Elder Bixiu rubbed the sound transmission amulet in his hand with mixed anger, and instantly a spiritual flame shot out, burning it to ashes.

"Brothers, wait a moment, I have to leave for a while. Guardian Zhou, please step back."

Bixiu got up slowly without changing his expression, leaving a group of core elders looking at each other, and in a blink of an eye, he came to a forbidden area deep in the holy mountain of pure land.

On the surface, this is just an inconspicuous small valley, but it is different from other spring-like spiritual lands in the mountains. This place is windy, icy cold, and covered with a thick layer of crystal clear ice and snow.

Even Bixiu, who is the great elder, did not go in directly, but transmitted a voice in the outer valley with a sullen face:

"Friend Daoist Feng, something unexpected happened to the matter I was discussing earlier, please meet the poor monk immediately."

"Accident? Could it be that Lei Yinzong got caught?

But this is not a big deal, after all, the old monster is dragged down by the sect, can he still hit the door? "

Accompanied by a cold voice, a whirlwind wrapped in snowflakes rolled out of the valley, and after condensing and dispersing, a beautiful looking twenty-year-old woman in white clothes appeared.

"Feng Daoyou guessed right, someone is indeed going to call, but the person who came is not the senior from Lei Yinzong, but a late Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Luo."

With a solemn expression, Bixiu said something unbelievable.

How could a late Nascent Soul cultivator dare to become a top sect with a long history alone? !

If it had been before, Bixiu would never have believed it, and would only have wondered if it was a trick to make a fool of himself.

But Biyuan had already used her own life to remind him, and he had to take it seriously.

"Hmph! What kind of accident is this? Could it be that you are afraid that the monk surnamed Luo will fail?

If you can't even deal with a late Nascent Soul cultivator, then I have to think carefully about whether your Pure Land Sect is qualified to cooperate with my Ice Sea Monster Clan! "

The woman in white stared sharply, only to feel that time was wasted.