Outside the teleportation array in the Star Pivot Immortal Fox Territory, a golden insect-like shadow lay prone on the ground.
The Azure Phoenix Ancestor recognized this thing.
This is Little Stone, the queen bee who lives in the beehive next to Spicy Palace.
At this moment, Xiao Shi's aura was completely different from before.
During the debate, Xiao Shi grew rapidly and seemed about to shed his insect form.
Behind it, a humanoid phantom has already materialized.
The phantom floated above Xiao Shi's body.
As Xiao Shi spoke, the figure became more and more solid, gradually taking on a clear human shape.
Ji Kong, sitting opposite Xiao Shi, was not in such good condition.
His face was haggard, and he looked emaciated.
His body was hunched over, as if he had aged hundreds of years.
Shedding its skin like a cicada!
The moment the phantom image appeared on Xiao Shi's body, Ji Kong knew he was going to lose.
The owner of the Spicy Palace across the street actually has the inheritance of the Six-Winged Golden Cicada!
Ji Kong became a monk halfway through his life and didn't have a deep understanding of the concept of the six-winged cicada.
Moreover, a bee can't possibly be associated with a cicada.
Ji Kong had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue the debate.
Facing the Six-Winged Golden Cicada, Ji Kong felt somewhat guilty. The more he argued, the less he believed his own words and his own Dao.
His Buddhist spiritual state had originally reached the seventh level.
The ten mental states of Buddhist cultivation increase the intensity of attacks by three points with each level that is advanced.
Even when fighting against the Heavenly Fox Ancestor, Ji Kong, who was at the seventh level of mental cultivation, was not at a disadvantage.
However, in the few words spoken by that bee...
His mental state gradually crumbled, and he fell five times in quick succession.
It's difficult to cultivate a positive mindset, but it's so easy to fall into one.
Each time his mood dipped, his imposing aura diminished by three points.
Now, Ji Kong has nowhere left to retreat to.
Even with his mental cultivation at the second level, he couldn't defeat a Buddhist cultivator in the Void Refinement stage.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere.
Opposite to the desolate sky.
Xiao Shi shook his head and talked about the Buddhist teachings he had inherited and the principles that Boss Zhao had taught him.
"What's the difference between humans and demons?"
Humans are born of human mothers.
Demons are born from demon mothers.
"Pfft!" These words delivered the final blow to Ji Kong.
Ji Kong coughed up blood and fell backward.
His spirits plummeted once again, leaving only the last layer remaining.
If one retreats further, one's state of mind will dissipate, and the path of Buddhist practice will crumble.
At his age of a thousand, if he lost his cultivation, he would probably immediately pass away, becoming a pile of bones.
When Jikong collapsed, none of the monks behind him dared to step forward to help him up.
Some monks even coughed up blood and were seriously injured.
Ji Kong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tremblingly kowtowed, saying:
"This humble monk knows his mistake and hopes that the boss can show leniency and spare our lives."
These monks have had their eyes opened today.
So this is what true Buddhism is all about.
Although the cicada was fierce, it possessed unparalleled wisdom, and they dared not question its words.
They only doubted that the Buddhist teachings they practiced were not profound enough.
Upon hearing this, Little Stone smacked its lips and flapped its wings, saying:
"You went there rashly, so consider this injury a lesson for you."
"If you don't want this to get out, hand over half of the treasures in your storage bags, and I'll spare you."
Ji Kong begged for mercy, pleading to save his life and to keep the news from spreading.
Once the news of the injury to the cultivator in the Integration Stage of Wuchan Temple spreads...
Other forces that have been eyeing the situation will then take action upon hearing the news.
They will quickly divide up all the resources and territory of Wuchan Temple.
At that time, Ji Kong could not escape death.
Smart people speak in a simple way.
Ji Kong begged for mercy.
Xiao Shi immediately guessed what he was thinking.
The two hit it off immediately.
Ji Kong took out three storage bags first and threw them on the ground with a thud.
The Buddhist monks behind him remained motionless for a long time.
Ji Kong looked behind him and said coldly:
"Hand over half of your storage bags, you idiot!"
If the news of my emotional decline were to get out...
"The Fifth Zen Temple has no Nascent Soul stage cultivators present; are you all destined to die?"
The Buddhist monks behind him finally understood and began to unfasten the storage bags at their waists.
They were all high-ranking cultivators of the Five Zen Temple, and the path they cultivated was already difficult to change.
They and Wuchan Temple are already in the same boat; their fates are intertwined.
If Wuchan Temple is in trouble, they will surely die!
Just then, Qingluan stepped forward:
"Wait! I have something to say!"
The thousands of people in the arena all looked at Ancestor Qingluan.
Despite the stares of the crowd, the Azure Phoenix Ancestor approached Xiao Shi without any apparent pressure.
He placed a jade slip on Xiao Shi's forehead.
Xiao Shi naturally recognized the Azure Phoenix Ancestor and knew that the Azure Phoenix Ancestor had just seen Boss Zhao and his companion out.
It closed its eyes and focused intently on reading the contents of the jade slip.
A moment later, Xiao Shi opened his eyes: "I understand."
It turned around, looked at the Buddhist cultivators inside the protective shield, and said firmly:
"Now, my request has changed. I don't want half of your treasure."
I want the little world of Wuchan Temple.
"Huh? A small world?"
The demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators present were all shocked.
Small worlds have always been the private property of the human race.
Ten ghosts, nine Buddhas, eighty Paths.
Nine demons, four evil spirits, and seventeen wicked beings.
Apart from the Nine Demons and the Four Evils.
Each of the remaining factions controls twenty smaller worlds.
Everyone is content with their own company and doesn't compete or fight over anything.
What does this bee want from the small world now?
No!
So, what does Ancestor Qingluan need a small world for?
Are demon cultivators about to start fighting over small worlds?
The group of cultivators looked at Ji Kong, wondering if he would agree to the deal.
Upon hearing this, Ji Kong's face lit up with joy.
The small world has very little spiritual energy and doesn't even have any spirit stone veins.
It is also small in area, only one-thousandth the size of the territory of Gozen-ji Temple.
The monks do not eat grains and do not need to cultivate them.
Their little world at the Five Zen Temple remained empty and served no purpose.
If he could use a small world as a substitute, he would naturally be willing.
Ji Kong, his body hunched over, grinned in a lewd manner.
"I'm willing, but boss, you can only exchange it for 10 small worlds."
"Any more won't do."
Little Stone flapped its wings and asked:
"The rare and precious materials in the storage bags of your four hundred-plus high-level cultivators are worth at least one billion spirit stones."
Give me half, and that's five hundred million.
Five hundred million can only buy 10 small dungeons?
Ji Kong smiled and said:
"Yes, yes, the small world has never been sold, but it should be around this price."
Xiao Shi asked:
"Then I'll give you another 500 million. Hand over the rest of the small secret realms to me as well."
What do you think of this business deal?
"This..." Ji Kong was speechless, unsure whether to agree or not.
At this moment, Little Stone flapped its wings, got up from the ground, and flew into the air.
With a "whoosh," another pair of wings grew from its body.
When the wings are spread, they turn completely golden in the rising sun.
After debating the matter, Xiao Shi finally fully absorbed the Golden Cicada!
When Ji Kong saw this scene, his eyes widened. Did the boss want to continue debating Buddhism with him?
If he loses again, his mental state will drop to zero, and he will really die immediately!
Ji Kong hurriedly took out twenty tokens from his storage bag:
"Yes, yes! I'm willing to sell my minor secret realms! Five hundred million for ten minor secret realms!"
Please, boss, spare my life!
Twenty hidden realms, all yours!
...
Half an hour later.
The teleportation array lit up.
The monks of Wuchan Temple, having failed in their attempt to steal a chicken, slunk away in disgrace.
The deliverymen of Spicy Palace, seeing that there was no need to fight, went home.
The elders, along with Xiao Shi, returned to the Spicy Palace.
On the journey, the Celestial Fox Ancestor asked in confusion:
"Why haven't Mu Feng and Shi Fang, who love to cause trouble, said anything?"
I've been on my guard against them all along.
The Qilin Ancestor loved to speak the truth, and it shook its head.
"With such low cultivation level, one must consider the occasion when stirring up trouble."
In that scene just now, even those at the Void Refinement stage didn't have a chance to speak, let alone them.
Little Stone landed on the fur of the Celestial Fox Ancestor and was carried forward quickly.
It asked:
"Ancestor Qingluan, why do we need the small world of Wuchan Temple?"
Boss Zhao and I came from the small world of Tianyi Sect.
Did we buy the wrong thing?
Ancestor Qingluan explained:
“You didn’t buy the wrong thing. Now the walls are listening. I’ll tell you when we get to Spicy Palace.”
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