The Blood Song of the Three Realms

Chapter 766 Cause and Effect (2)

"Fellow Daoist, all kinds of treasures have nothing to do with Fellow Daoist."

Wuming immediately noticed Yin Xuege's strange gaze, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he smiled like Maitreya Buddha, he immediately put away his smiling face, and solemnly covered the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his wrist and neck with a cassock stand up.

Yin Xuege took a deep look at the green bodhi staff in Wuming's hand.

Wuming raised his Zen stick calmly, stretched out his tongue with all his might, and licked vigorously on the tip of the stick.The head of the stick was covered with saliva, and Wuming smiled proudly at Yin Xuege.

"Monk, you are blaspheming the Buddha treasure."

Yin Xuege immediately dispelled her curiosity about the Zen staff, and warned Wuming very seriously.

"The dung on the Buddha's head is the compassion of the Buddha. It is truly free from worries and great relief. The Buddha has a spirit, so he certainly doesn't feel that the little monk is blaspheming. Fellow Taoist, you are a Taoist after all, but you are thinking about it."

Calmly, he said something to Yin Xuege, and Wuming pointed at Ling Guimu.

"Fellow Daoist, what is the purpose of coming here?"

Yin Xuege looked at the Nine Spirits Holy Venerable, who had gradually swollen eight fleshy balls on the back of his neck, and smiled ferociously.

"Ghost mother, this dead woman, hehe, is in the zero realm of the void, but it makes us sick. Today, while she was in trouble, I just took her life."

The palms were lightly clenched into fists, and a murderous intent flashed across the corners of the eyes and brows of the Nine Spirits.

"My lord, please give this old slave a Nine-Turn Infinite Rebirth Pill of that woman."

Yin Xuege looked at the Nine Spirits in amazement, wondering what kind of treasure this Nine Turns Infinite Regeneration Pill is, and it is worthy of such a serious request from the Nine Spirits.

The Holy Lord of Nine Spirits grinned, and told the origin of this pill—in fact, this is the inner pill that contains the mystery of vitality and good fortune, and has infinite life essence obtained by the ghost mother after countless years of hard work.The reason why the ghost mother can conceive infinite descendants with a female body alone, and all have such tyrannical strength, is the effect of this inner alchemy.

If the Holy Lord of Nine Spirits fused the essence of this inner alchemy, the probability that he and the thousands of tortoise women in his room will have children will be greatly increased in the future, and the offspring hatched from the tortoise eggs will also be with the ghosts. Like the black ant-man, the descendant of his mother, he was born with the spirit and dharma.

This is even more important than any treasure to Nine Spirits, it is related to the reproduction and development of his entire ethnic group.

Yin Xuege and Wuming looked at each other, and they both nodded at the same time, agreeing to the matter.The Nine Spirits can reproduce more and faster offspring, and once the offspring hatch, they will be masters in condensing the spirit and law, which is really beneficial to them.

A small bush trembled, and Taoist Fengwu also got out from under the tree roots.Holding the wooden stick in his hand, he took a deep look at the ghost mother.

Yin Xuege didn't talk nonsense anymore, he just stretched out his hand and pointed at the ghost mother, Taoist Fengwu's hair moved without wind, and tens of thousands of phoenix seeds fell to the ground immediately, and quickly got into the soil.Accompanied by the crisp sound of 'Kaka', the ground squirmed violently, green leaves grew rapidly, and in a short time, a large group of tree demons with a height of several feet and a bony, hideous appearance rushed out.

"Go, shred them, kill them."

Yin Xuege pointed at the black ant-men beside Ling Ghost Mother, and yelled at them sharply.

"The good days of the most holy method should come to an end. Hehe, I don't know if Patriarch Huang Puxiongqi still retains his wisdom as a human being?"

It seemed that Yin Xuege had mentioned her name. Among the flying yakshas scurrying around in the Black Mist Youshen Valley, one head was extraordinarily tall. He was five feet tall, and his whole body was pitch black. There were countless bone spurs protruding from the depths of his muscles. The protruding giant Yaksha suddenly turned its head and screamed in the direction of Yin Xuege.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of black lights blasted by the black ant-man knocked down the Yaksha King transformed by Huangpu Xiongqi, and that huge, erratic ghost face slowly rose from the black mist, staring wide and empty. God's eyes, gently and softly glanced at Yin Xuege.

"My Buddha is merciful, old ghost, monk is not afraid of ghosts."

Wuming murmured, then stomped his feet heavily and let out a loud drink.

"Where are the legs?"

"Baldy, do you really use grandpa as a mount?"

Yujiaodi listened to the beast cursing and turned into a stream of light flying towards him. He directly got into Wuming's crotch, and rushed forward with Wuming at an astonishing high speed.Wuming laughed wildly, he spread his hands, and the oncoming gust of wind immediately blew his cassock.

The precious light was overwhelming, and the Buddha's light was lingering. Yin Xuege and Jiuling Shengzun, who were about to make a move, almost fell over.

Who has seen such a wealthy and vulgar monk?
Inside the nameless cassock, tens of thousands of relics the size of pigeon eggs are densely inlaid.Gold, silver, white, three-color, five-color, seven-color relics, all kinds of relics burst out with rich and substantial Buddha light and aura, turning into a wave of colorful torrents whizzing forward.

Hundreds of black ant-men rushed towards Wuming mightily, and the reaction speed of these black ant-men could not be described as unpleasant.

But in the face of the torrent of Buddha's light coming from the front, these black antmen let out a miserable howl. They were born with the most yin energy between heaven and earth, and they were rushed by the majestic force of Buddhism, just like a small piece of ants falling from the crater. Like a snowflake, it was evaporated into a wisp of black smoke in the blink of an eye.

"No name, thief bald, where did you get it, so many, so many..."

Looking at so many Buddhist relics, Yin Xuege was speechless for a while.The aura of these relics was extremely grand, and the aura of each relic made Yin Xuege feel as if there was a mountain pressing down on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Such tens of thousands of relics gathered together, the pressure caused by the gathering almost made Yin Xuege collapse.

The masters of these relics must be the top powers of Buddhism in front of them, at least the top powers that have achieved the true fruit of the Bodhisattva.Such relics of eminent monks are the treasures of temples in any Zen temple in the ancient times. Where did Wuming figure out so many?

"My Buddhism is vast and my background is endless."

Wuming rode a steed's steed, swung a treasure-level Zen staff, wrapped in auspicious aura, and dashed forward triumphantly.Wherever he passed, at least 3000 black ant-men had been turned into black smoke by the unfathomable Buddha power around him.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't think that these days, you are the only one who kidnapped a little girl and came back?"

"Young monks also have adventures. There are other hidden treasures in the Jietuo Temple, and the little monk just went to open one."

Yin Xuege opened her mouth, but was speechless for a while.

This is the advantage of having a foundation and backing. Wuming inherited the mantle of the ancient Buddhist sect in the Yuan Continent world, and he has countless Buddhist treasures to squander at will.Thinking about Yin Xuege, he really started from nothing. Now, with the little foundation in his hands, which one is not something he worked hard for?

"Buddhist scum."

Glancing resentfully at Wuming who was yelling triumphantly, Yin Xuege raised his head to the sky and screamed, he stepped up to the sky, stood a hundred miles above the ground, shook his hands, and created 81 consecutive bursts of fiery golden light The God of Subduing Demon Thunder roared and chopped down.

Thunder dragons shook the sky, and thunder fires the size of a water tank hit the sky like meteorites.

Almost all the black ant-men who were out and about were hit by Yin Xuege's thunder and fire at the same time. A large number of black ant-men with low cultivation level screamed and turned into flying ash in the thunder light, except for a small number of black ant-man with wings on their backs. The body was extraordinarily tough, forcibly blocking Yin Xuege's thunder attack.

But these black ant-men were also burned off their wings by the lightning, and they fell from the air with black smoke all over their bodies, fell to the ground and convulsed, unable to get up for a while.

The huge body of the ghost mother who was coiled in the black mist squirmed for a while. She let out a long cry, and the huge sound wave shattered the surrounding black mist. The invisible sound wave spread to all directions, and the ground within a hundred miles was scraped vigorously. A thick layer fell off.

Amidst the flying sand and rocks, the ghost mother raised her long arms, and the black mist in her hands condensed into a spear, about to throw it towards Yin Xuege.

But a louder and more powerful roar came, and a black shadow several times larger than the ghost mother's body flew forward in the dust.

The Holy Nine Spirits, who had recovered his original body, swayed nine huge heads, spewing foamy water vapor from his mouth, and the nine heads screamed "嗤嗤" at the same time, and smashed hard like a mountain on the top of the ghost mother's palm tree. on the body.

The glamorous face of the ghost mother twitched for a while, and she looked at the Nine Spirits Lord who fell on her head, and screamed out of fright.

"Old ghost Jiuling, why are you here? Your soul is seriously injured...you..."

The thick tortoise shell of the Holy Nine Spirits slapped the mother of the ghost fiercely, and the mother of the ghost screamed miserably when she was smashed, and her huge body was smashed into the thick rock.She spat out blood profusely, and the black carapace on her body cracked countless cracks, continuously spitting out various viscous juices.

"Smelly woman... Do you still remember the battle at Baiji Mountain? You used so many eggs to smash us all over our bodies and faces. This deity clearly remembers it!"

The Holy Lord of Nine Spirits raised his thick and powerful front paws covered with scales, and slapped the head of the ghost mother fiercely with a cold air.The ghost mother kept screaming and screaming, her body struggled and squirmed violently, but how could she get rid of the Nine Spirits?
Before the ghost mother could use her supernatural powers, Wuming had already passed over her on a listening beast. The Bodhi Zen staff in his hand turned into a blue rainbow with a length of thousands of feet, and smashed hard on her head.

Fan Tian could not stop singing, and the ghost mother was knocked out by the blow and passed out.

Saint Nine Spirits was ecstatic, a head on the left side of him opened his mouth, and the mouth full of sharp teeth bit fiercely on the neck of the ghost mother.

Countless black antmen rushed out of the black mist in all directions, rushing towards the Nine Spirits Saint Zun without risking their lives.But Wuming was suspended in the sky, and the immeasurable Buddha's light enveloped the four directions. Once all the black antmen approached within a hundred feet, they would be burned into a wisp of black smoke by the Buddha's light.

In the Black Mist Youshen Valley, the strange giant face smiled slightly, and an erratic voice came from the depths of the canyon.

"Fellow Daoist, maybe we can cooperate."

(End of this chapter)