Chapter 180 The Curse of the Buddhist Monk [Second update, please subscribe]
On the Beiluo Lake.
The spiritual energy storm began to gradually subside, and Lu Fan sat upright in a wheelchair, floating quietly on the lake.
His mind moved and he called up the system panel.
Host: Lu Fan
Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent) Qi Refining Levels: 3 (Level 4 Progress: 1156/10000) Soul Strength: 100 (Exchangeable: 13)
Physical strength: 10 (convertible: 10)
Aura: 86 strands
Disposable attributes: 1083 points
Lu Fan looked at the system panel and saw that in the Qi Refining Level column, the total amount of spiritual energy that had entered the fourth level was constantly changing.
In the blink of an eye, four or five more strands will appear.
Obviously, he gained a lot of spiritual energy as commission from this spiritual energy storm. It can be said that he made a fortune.
This feeling of having your spiritual energy increased a lot in the blink of an eye can only be described in one word: awesome.
It’s like watching the deposits in your bank account. A few hundred dollars more appear in the blink of an eye, and a few hundred more appear in the blink of an eye.
The comfort was like eating a piece of ice cream on a hot summer day! Lu Fan's spiritual energy, which had been almost exhausted due to the release of spiritual energy, began to recover rapidly at this time.
Although the origin of the plane condensed, forming an aura storm that swept across the world.
but……
After all, there are differences in talents among people.
Not everyone can condense spiritual energy in Dantian and become a practitioner.
Therefore, Lu Fan's spiritual energy growth rate was not too exaggerated.
However, it is also a lot.
In a short period of time, the number increased by nearly two to three thousand. That is to say, in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, at least one thousand practitioners were born in this spiritual energy storm. In addition to the discount commissions obtained by Overlord, Nie Zhangqing and others for condensing spiritual energy, the increase in the amount of spiritual energy is still considerable.
Lu Fan didn't pay any more attention to these.
Because there's no point in blinking all the time.
His mind moved and he took back the system panel.
There were traces of throbbing silk threads in his eyes, which crossed a long distance to watch the battle on the border.
He did not kill these wanderers, but kept them instead, just to give Nie Zhangqing, Ba Wang and others a chance to train.
Without pressure, there is no motivation.
The current Wuhuang Continent is still at the low level of martial arts, and it needs to give birth to a being who transcends the Ti Zang realm before it can enter the middle level of martial arts.
These wanderers are the source of motivation for Nie Zhangqing and others.
Lu Fan wasn't worried either.
Because, with his current strength, these wanderers can't make any waves.
…
South County.
The burly man made of mud slowly withdrew his gaze from the sky.
He was different from the Buddhist monk and the blond man.
He became more sensitive to the energy between heaven and earth, and realized that this world seemed to have extra energy with certain attributes.
That is a state on the verge of advancement.
However, the burly man did not choose to escape, nor did he need to escape... After all, this was just a terracotta figurine clone.
His fingers were crossed and folded over his chest. He was an elegant and cautious man.
As a loser, the burly man would not allow himself to fail again.
Because he was very cautious, this body was just a clone he condensed using magic.
far away.
Everyone bathed in the spiritual storm opened their eyes.
Sima Qingshan stood on the city wall of Nanjin City, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile.
The spiritual energy in the Qi Dan floated out.
After that...
The blank scroll behind him slowly unfolded.
Sima Qingshan held the brush, used the rain as ink, and splashed ink on the blank scroll to draw mountains and rivers.
Sima Qingshan, who has entered the Ti Zang realm, has an increasingly rich spiritual energy, between paintings.
The burly man who looked like a terracotta warrior felt like he was being pulled into another world again.
This is a world with beautiful mountains, clear water and gurgling water.
Although the scenery is beautiful, it makes people feel uneasy.
"Everyone, kill the enemy."
On the city wall.
Sima Qingshan's clothes rustled as he spoke slowly.
Tang Yimo twisted his neck, making a sound of bones colliding. Because of the bathing in spiritual energy, the injuries caused by his use of the Eight Meridians Escape Armor had already healed.
“Well done.”
Tang Yimo raised the corner of his mouth and praised Sima Qingshan's methods.
He opened his second meridian again, his hair stood on end, blue veins appeared on the surface of his skin, and his body instantly shot out.
The violent blood and energy, wrapped in spiritual energy, was like a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds falling from a mountain, hammering hard at the burly man who had turned into a pottery figurine.
The burly man woke up from the confinement of the scroll.
He opened his eyes slightly.
The violent attacks hit him, and the continuous bombardment made his body appear strangely twisted.
He slowly raised his hands, trying to resist.
The sand and stones on the ground began to condense as he raised his hand.
but……
A sword energy stabbed from a distance, like a needle drilling into the rag bag and tearing it apart directly.
The raised arm of the terracotta warrior was cut off by the sword energy...
The cut is smooth.
Jing Yue held the Jingtian sword with a smile on his face.
His sword was getting stronger and stronger! Boom! The earth was shaking violently, and the body of the terracotta warrior was shattered, finally turning into thousands of muddy pieces, falling to the ground.
Tang Yimo landed on the ground, his whole body looked like a piece of charcoal. The rain falling from the sky fell on his body and evaporated into white mist.
He stood up and waved his fists. The veins on his arms were as dense as a dragon.
"kill!"
The words were sonorous and powerful.
The army of Nanjun and many soldiers of Nanfu looked at Tang Yimo with fanaticism on their faces.
They brandished their swords in the rain, and their shouts tore through the rain.
"kill!"
Amid the deafening roars and the sounds of drums and trumpets in the city of Nanjin.
The Nanjun army launched a charge.
Without the burly man, the Southern Barbarian army was unable to resist the powerful Southern County army.
The rain seemed to have been dyed into blood.
This was a shocking defeat.
The Southern Barbarian army left behind numerous corpses and fled back to the Southern Barbarian territory, crawling and rolling. In this battle, many Southern Barbarian tribes gathered together, but it ended in such a tragic way.
With its vitality severely damaged, it is unlikely that it will be able to harass Nanjun again in the short term.
Xie Yunling and many disciples of the Taoist Pavilion put away their Taoist teachings.
They walked in the rain and came to Tang Yimo and others.
Sima Qingshan also walked down from the city wall.
Sword Saint Hua Dongliu found Jing Yue, patted Jing Yue on the shoulder, and the two of them walked together.
The rain poured down on Tang Yimo, soaking him through. However, Tang Yimo was extremely solemn. He took a step back, clasped his fists and bowed to everyone.
"I, Tang Yimo, on behalf of Nanjun, would like to thank you all for your help."
Xie Yunling smiled and exchanged glances with Sword Saint Hua Dongliu.
"Commander Tang, there is no need to do this. Dao Pavilion and Jian Pavilion are located in Nanjun. Nanjun is in trouble. How can we hide away from the world?"
Xie Yunling smiled.
"Thank you Bai Yujing for your help." Tang Yimo looked at Jing Yue again and bowed.
Jing Yue smiled.
He is a disciple of Baiyujing, but he is also a native of Da Zhou.
The Five Barbarians invaded the Zhou Dynasty, which was a national disaster.
How could Jing Yue retreat? Sima Qingshan, carrying a scroll on his back and holding a brush, looked at Tang Yimo and frowned, saying, "Commander Tang, although the Nanman army has retreated, I have a hunch that the burly man is not dead."
“The crisis has not yet been resolved.”
Sima Qingshan said.
Because of his practice of painting, Sima Qingshan's soul is very strong. Painting is somewhat similar to Lu Fan setting up a chess game.
Tang Yimo stared and nodded, but he was not too worried. He glanced at the dense corpses of barbarians left on the battlefield, took a deep breath, and said: "It doesn't matter. The Nanman army has been completely defeated. Even if this person comes back, there is nothing to be afraid of. If possible, I would rather rush into the heart of the Nanman and kill him to eliminate future troubles."
"However, in case of a trick, we decided not to pursue them. At least, the Southern Barbarians, one of the Five Barbarians, are nothing to be afraid of."
"But...what was the change just now?"
Tang Yimo recalled the moment when the world changed just now, feeling solemn and puzzled.
Xie Yunling stood with his hands behind his back, his hair and beard stained with cold rain. He turned his head to look in the direction of Beiluo City and took a deep breath.
"Young Master stopped the war for three months. Now... the world has changed and spiritual energy is surging. Is this the work of Young Master?"
Xie Yunling's words made everyone present silent.
Only heavy breathing lingered around.
Tang Yimo looked towards Beiluo City and recalled the terrifying aura he had sensed when he stood by the Beiluo Lake.
His face couldn't help but tremble.
Maybe... what Xie Yunling said was true.
The one in Baiyujing...
The three-month halt to the war might really be for this moment of transformation!
…
Chili tribe.
On the altar.
A burly figure wrapped in a black robe slowly took off his hood, revealing a face that looked slightly painful.
The destruction of his clone was a huge blow to him.
"The plane master of this low-level martial arts world is too mysterious. He can actually trigger the condensation of the origin. What is his strength?"
The burly man stood up on the altar and wiped the rain off his face.
Under the altar, the barbarian priests with empty eyes stood like tools, holding bamboo sticks.
The burly man is a little hesitant now.
Because, at this moment, he faces two choices.
One is to hide, live in this world, and look for opportunities.
The other is to take the initiative to attack.
but……
He couldn't see through the Lord of the Planes of this world, so he felt a little uneasy.
"No, I must spy on the strength of this Lord of the Planes. I must enter the Great Zhou!"
The burly man's eyes flickered, then he turned his head and looked towards the east.
If we can't attack the south, then...
If he opened a gap from the east, the Dongyi tribe he had conquered would come in handy.
…
In Xi County, tigers are circling outside the pass.
A murderous atmosphere permeates the air.
There was a light snowfall in the sky, making the piled-up corpses on the ground look white.
Nie Zhangqing was wearing spiritual armor and his white shirt fluttering in the wind. Snowflakes falling on his forehead were crushed by the invisible airflow. He held a butcher knife in his hand and walked towards the blond man.
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"The evil spirits outside the sky... must be punished."
Nie Zhangqing said calmly.
He did not have any communication with the blond man, and the two did not need to have any communication.
It's a battle of life and death, so just fight.
The blond man was still somewhat afraid of Nie Zhangqing.
After all, Nie Zhangqing's strength was close to the high-level foundation building stage.
It is not much different from him, except that the power of attributes has not yet been derived.
Light burst out from the blond man's body and he turned into a man of light.
In his hand he held a lightsaber that was emitting brilliant light.
His eyes darted around.
He was looking for the Lord of the Planes. He was afraid that the Lord of the Planes was hiding in the darkness and would suddenly attack him.
Nie Zhangqing came to kill him.
The butcher knife flew out of thin air, the knife shadow condensed, and the knife energy was everywhere.
The sharp blade energy cut the sand and stones on the ground into pieces.
The blond man drew out his lightsaber, which collided with Nie Zhangqing's knife.
The area in front of the two of them seemed to have become a special place.
The terrible cutting force continued to collide.
The butcher knife and the lightsaber seemed to be bombarding each other!
Even the flying snow from the sky cannot fall into it.
The sand and stones on the ground seemed to be cut into small pieces.
Nie Zhangqing's energy was as strong as a rainbow, and the butcher knife kept humming, leaving traces on the ground.
The blond man was very irritable.
He and the Buddhist monk both realized that this Lord of the Planes might use them as stepping stones for Nie Zhangqing and others to cultivate and train Nie Zhangqing.
How could they tolerate this?
Being a wanderer was already humiliating, and now, they came to invade the world, but they were still subjected to such humiliation and oppression! As invaders, don’t they even have a little dignity?
Nie Zhangqing's white shirt fluttered.
He kept controlling the butcher knife, and many sword marks appeared on the spiritual armor on his body. Those were the sword energy gushing out from the lightsaber, which cut him, but was blocked by the spiritual armor formed by the tempering of his five internal organs.
The battle between the butcher knife and the lightsaber.
An impact like the flash of swords and sabers.
All around, the shouts and cries of killing on the battlefield became more and more intense. The Xiliang cavalry charged forward fearlessly, and the Xiang family army was assisted by God, completely suppressing the armies of Guifang and Peacock Kingdom.
And the other side.
The Overlord moved, his body twitching with a lot of demonic energy, and the black axes in his hands seemed to have tremendous power as he chopped fiercely at the evil Buddha.
Dang! The evil Buddha put his palms together, and the golden Buddha statue with tears of blood blocked it.
There was a crisp sound, and the evil Buddha moved his palm. The next moment, the golden Buddha statue seemed to be soaked in blood, and was watered by the blood, turning into blood color.
"You actually treat us as stepping stones! You are courting death!"
The evil Buddha's eyes revealed ferocity and cruelty.
He rolled up the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck with his palms and exerted force suddenly. With a "snap", the beads were broken.
However, the flying Buddhist beads did not fall to the ground.
Instead, they were slapped away by the evil Buddha, and each Buddhist bead flew towards the Overlord at a rapid speed.
The Overlord raised his blood shield.
Boom boom boom! Each bead carried a huge impact force and hit the blood shield, blasting countless blood-colored spots on the surface of the blood shield.
The Overlord landed on the ground and took two steps back. The Evil Buddha moved and instantly approached the Overlord.
"I am at the peak of foundation building, and you, the devil, have only just started. What makes you so arrogant?"
The Buddhist monk shouted.
This drink was like thunder bursting from the tongue, making the Overlord feel dizzy.
The Buddhist monk kept punching, each punch hitting the blood shield.
Every punch seemed to be able to cause sand and rocks to fly.
The Overlord kept retreating, and the ground beneath his feet was plowed out.
"You are an evil demon, I am a Buddha. Buddha saves demons, it is the truth of heaven!"
The Buddhist monk continued to shout and chant, as if he was spitting out blood lotus.
However.
Buddhist monks are vicious, but tyrants are even more vicious.
The vortex of spiritual energy that was originally flowing clockwise on the Overlord's body suddenly stagnated.
Afterwards, it began to flow slowly in the reverse direction.
Throw away the blood shield.
The Buddhist monk punched the Overlord's burly chest, causing it to cave in slightly and a wave of air exploded from behind him.
However, the Overlord remained indifferent and even showed a cold smile.
The Buddhist monk's eyes fixed.
The Overlord roared.
Exchange injury for injury.
He hit the Buddhist monk on the head with his elbow, sending him flying dozens of meters back.
The Overlord fought with blood and the demonic energy was heavy and sticky.
He rushed towards the Buddhist monk with great power and demonic energy wrapped around his body.
The Buddhist monk jumped up from the ground, and the Blood Buddha behind him slapped him.
The Overlord did not hide or evade.
He took the blow head on.
Blood spurted out of his mouth, and at the same time, the black axe in his hand swept across the Buddhist monk, leaving a big wound on the monk's chest!
The Buddhist monk was a little confused. This person... was really unreasonable. How could there be such an unreasonable fight?
The Overlord did not dodge the attacks of the Buddhist monks at all. As long as the Buddhist monks attacked, the Overlord would immediately take the attack and beat the Buddhist monks...
This made the Buddhist monk feel an inexplicable chill in his heart.
The Overlord had blood in his mouth, but he was laughing.
"Buddha saves the devil?"
"You are the one who is crossing the river. Come on!"
The Overlord is fearless at all and exchanges injuries for injuries.
The Buddhist monk lost all his spirit after being beaten. Although he was at the peak of the foundation building stage, he was completely helpless against the Overlord.
The fierce ones are afraid of the stupid ones, the stupid ones are afraid of the cruel ones, and the cruel ones are afraid of the ones who don't care about their lives.
The Overlord is the kind of person who doesn't care about his life.
The Buddhist monk was not as majestic and powerful as the Overlord. After being hit by several axes, his condition began to decline rapidly.
After all, he didn't have as thick armor as Overlord.
The Buddhist monk hit the Overlord with a palm, and the Overlord hit the Buddhist monk back with a punch.
The Buddhist monk was beaten so hard that his mouth was swollen, his nose and face were bruised, and blood was all over his face...
He could no longer recite the Buddha's name.
The clasped palms were shaking.
The Buddhist monk felt a little sad.
He is a wanderer who has never even met the Lord of the Planes... Is he going to die?
Buddha, what should I do? The Buddhist monk had a bruised face and looked at the snowy sky, feeling somewhat desolate.
Phew!
The Overlord rushed over and swept the long axe in his hand.
Suddenly...
The blood of Buddhist monks stained the snow.
A head flew into the air.
The Overlord's eyes are as sharp as a torch.
In order to prevent the Buddhist monk from condensing his head again to revive, the Overlord rose from the ground, and his burly body dispersed the white snow in the sky.
Blow the head off with one punch!
The white snow turned red with blood.
Floating and swaying from the sky and earth, falling.
The headless body of the Buddhist monk stood there, with the cold red snow falling all over his body.
The corpse of the monk Buddha stood still with his palms clasped together.
Overlord landed, gasping for air.
Suddenly.
The Overlord's pupils shrank.
But see...
A hideous and unwilling soul floated out from the corpse.
This twisted Buddhist monk's soul stared at the Overlord with hatred...
"You blasphemer, one day... You will be a Buddha today, but a demon tomorrow. One day, you will become a headless corpse like this poor monk! Living in the world in a daze!"
The resentful curse from the Buddhist monk's soul made the Overlord's gaze focus.
On the Beiluo Lake.
Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and tapped the wheelchair armrest with the other, his brows slightly frowned.
He raised his hand, turned it into a claw, and grabbed the empty space in front of him.
This grab.
It seems to have crossed a long distance.
The tiger is circling the pass.
The twisted Buddhist monk's soul's vicious curses came to an abrupt end.
Because, above his head, a palm filled with spiritual energy fell from the air.
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