If you don't want people to get a glimpse of the War God Atlas, wouldn't it be better not to release it? In the end, it's still a test of inheritance.

Select the inheritors of the God of War Atlas from all aspects.

In addition to the God of War Atlas, Li Xiuzhu had also read the Cihang Sword Canon, the Eternal Life Secret, and the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

Among them, Cihang Sword Canon is the worst, but the Death Level is a bit interesting, and it gives a feeling of consciousness ascending.

This made Li Xiuzhu a little doubtful whether Di Ni was dead or not, whether he was dead physically or completely.

Did he ascend to heaven or take over another's body?

In contrast to the Tianmo Strategy and Cihang Sword Canon, the main focus is on physical training. There are several methods that can lead to physical ascension if practiced to the extreme.

The secret of longevity is the most difficult, requiring the cultivation of both the spirit and the body.

Yin and Yang cultivate the spirit, and the Five Elements cultivate the body.

After watching Li Xiuzhu, I realized that the two dragons in The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty were just castrated versions.

But it is said that these top-level skills were created based on the thirty-six pictures of the God of War.

Li Xiuzhu was looking at the God of War Atlas at this time, and his eyes were quickly attracted.

The paintings in this War God Atlas seem to have a kind of magic, which can be called Tao Yun.

It is obviously just a static painting, but once you put your mind into it, it’s as if you are seeing a dynamic picture.

In addition to demonstrating various incredible magical powers, the people in the picture are also preaching.

Li Xiuzhu was also shocked when he saw this. No wonder everyone was able to create peerless magical skills with the help of the God of War Atlas.

This is a simplification of what others teach. Nowadays, there is not much spiritual energy left in the world, so we have changed from absorbing spiritual energy to cultivating internal strength.

From absorbing external factors, it turned into internal cultivation and strengthening.

At this moment, the door creaked open and Li Xiuzhu came back to his senses instantly.

The next second, the head of the Arhat Hall, who was still immersed in the shock of the headmaster becoming old, was caught by Li Xiuzhu.

The internal energy of the Arhat Hall Master is much easier to absorb than space. However, after two or three breaths, all the internal energy is gone.

The head of the Arhat Hall immediately knew what was going on with the abbot and asked with difficulty, "Who are you?"

Li Xiuzhu didn't answer, but Kong Jian on the side spoke up.

"Amitabha, benefactor is the calamity of our Xiangguo Temple. My three junior brothers and I made the wrong choice. Now you are the only one who can suffer."

"In order for more disciples in the temple to survive the disaster, I can only apologize to the elder."

"When I enter the paradise in the future, I will definitely commit suicide in front of the elders."

Li Xiuzhu just listened and didn't say anything. If Cihang Jingzhai had come out, then Jingyan Palace might have some too.

The God of War Atlas in Jingyan Palace is said to be a Taoist method of cultivating immortals, but who knows whether the Paradise is real or fake.

Li Xiuzhu glanced at the head of the Luohan Hall and asked, "How many second-rate and above masters are there in your temple?"

Upon hearing this, the head of the Arhat Hall looked at the abbot, only to see the abbot sigh, chant "Amitabha", and then say, "Tell me, at least the second-rate and lower disciples can still survive."

The head of the Arhat Hall understood immediately and felt even more sad. He knew that second-rate was a standard and anyone who reached it would have to die.

"There are seven first-rate masters and ninety-six second-rate masters."

Okay, it matches, it seems that the old monk Kongjian did not lie.

At this moment, there was another sound of the door being opened.

The moment the door creaked, Li Xiuzhu broke the neck of the Luohan Hall master with one hand.

The head of the Discipline Hall who had just entered the room clearly heard a "crack" and looked over subconsciously. Then he saw a hand grabbing him, and the other hand of this person was pinching the neck of the head of the Arhat Hall.

The head of the Discipline Hall was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, but what shocked him even more was yet to come.

He subconsciously used his internal energy to try to shake Li Xiuzhu away, but found that his internal energy poured out like free sea water.

He could only endure the momentary damage to his meridians, through which his internal energy flowed like a stream.

“Hmm…”

The head of the Discipline Hall was a ruthless man. Feeling unable to stop himself, he immediately mobilized all his internal strength, risking the destruction of his meridians, and rushed towards Li Xiuzhu.

Li Xiuzhu was also shocked by the ruthlessness of the Master of the Discipline Hall. He was decisive and ruthless enough. If he was only at the second-rate level, he would surely die. If he was only at the first-rate level, he would at least be injured.

Unfortunately, such a huge internal force was like mud flowing into the sea for Li Xiuzhu, who had entered the peerless realm, and could not even create a single wave.

The internal force disappeared, and after looking at Li Xiuzhu again without any reaction, the head of the Discipline Hall looked at the abbot Kong Jian and saw that Kong Jian's skin had lost its color.

"Why?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

He couldn't understand why the abbot, who had been harmed by thieves, would help the evildoers.

"Amitabha, Buddha said if I don't go to hell, then who will? I have to do this for the lives of the six hundred or so people below the second rank in the temple."

Hearing what the abbot said, the head of the Discipline Hall looked at Li Xiuzhu and immediately realized that Li Xiuzhu had originally wanted to massacre the temple.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a crisp "crack" sound and the person died.

Looking at the way he died with his eyes open, it seemed as if to say, young man, you have no martial ethics.

A sneak attack, and he didn’t even let me finish my words before I died.

Li Xiuzhu wanted to say that he didn't want to listen at all.

The two bodies were thrown into the corner. The old monk looked over and said in silence, "Amitabha, next time, just drain their inner strength and send them directly to the paradise."

He didn't want to say anything, but he felt guilty being looked at by such scrutinizing eyes over and over again.

And the most important thing is that he has to explain every time if I don’t go to hell, who will? It’s not good to go to hell too many times, and he doesn’t want to explain it so many times.

Li Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and agreed.

"Okay, I don't want to hear you say dozens of times that if you don't go to hell, then who will?"

"But let me make a deal. Since you are already going to hell, why not take my share of sins as well?"

Suddenly, the abbot seemed to have a last moment of clarity on his deathbed. He stared at Li Xiuzhu in amazement, as if he had never seen such a shameless person.

"What? You don't agree? Then I'll let them ask you why."

The corners of Kong Jian's mouth twitched, and after a moment of silence he actually agreed.

"Amitabha, karma is cyclical, and retribution is inevitable. This calamity of ours should not be related to the donor. As for the karma of this temple, it should be borne by me and my three fellow apprentices."

At this moment, Li Xiuzhu didn't know why, but he felt a little relieved.

Li Xiuzhu frowned after realizing it for a moment. What the hell? Is there really a hell? Or is it the killing energy of karma? But what does the calamity of ordinary people have to do with me, a cultivator? He is a cultivator of yin and yang, destined to live forever.

The old monk didn't feel anything, as not everyone can notice the changes.

As the door opened, the last top-notch master was crushed to death, and Li Xiuzhu looked at the old monk.

"Keep calling for help. Kill all the second-rate masters in your temple, and I'll send you off."

Kong Jian: Thank you very much.

(End of this chapter)