Chapter 1593 Concept and Breakthrough

Blood!

The entire city was filled with blood. The people in the city were struggling in a sea of ​​blood. The hands they stretched out to beg for help and the painful expressions on their faces made anyone who saw this scene feel as if they had arrived in hell.

At this moment, a golden light appeared in the blood-colored sea.

Holy, soft golden light.

Wherever the light passed, the blood-red sea automatically dissipated, revealing the original ground of the city. On the ground lay a large number of mutilated people, wailing and twitching in pain, or had already fainted from the severe pain.

The man in the blood-red sea who was holding a white jade folding fan and had a feminine look on his face lost his calm expression, and looked at the man in the golden light with a look as if he was facing a great enemy.

He was a young monk with a leopard head, round eyes, a swallow jaw and a tiger beard, no hair on his head, a tall and strong figure, a string of prayer beads around his neck, and a golden iron Zen staff in his hand.

"Little monk Xiuci! I've met the donor!"

"You, the donor, have been so reckless in causing so much killing. After you die, you will surely go to the Avici Hell and be punished."

"I advise you to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now!"

When the monk was speaking, the golden Buddha light on his body poured out wantonly, constantly compressing and forcing back the blood-colored energy. Anyone illuminated by the golden Buddha light, even if the light below the waist and abdomen had disappeared, would immediately put their hands together, calm down, stop screaming in pain, and pray devoutly.

The man with the feminine temperament and the white jade folding fan in his hand was none other than Xuehe of Jishendao. He knew that the [Destruction Light] would come again soon, and in order to enable him to have a stronger self-protection ability after the light of destruction came, he decided to use Jishendao's [Evil Method: All Souls Turned into Blood] to massacre millions of people in order to improve his cultivation.

Xuehe said inwardly in distress, "Damn it! It's that damn bald ass from Huasheng Temple."

"Why would he come to me if he doesn't go and fight the big shot of Changsheng Temple?"

There are twelve major sects in the world outside the domain, and each sect governs more than a dozen small worlds, which is so powerful that it is breathtaking.

However, the twelve major sects are not all in harmony, and there are many grudges between them.

Huasheng Temple and Changsheng Temple are both religious sects. Their different philosophies and conflicts over beliefs are the reasons that force them to be hostile to each other.

However, their Jishendao also has an enemy, and that is the Weiwodao.

The teachings of Kyokushindo are to plunder all things in the world to replenish oneself. The teachings of Solomon's Way are the opposite. They believe that one should develop the treasures of the human body and try to avoid the need for the outside world.

Xuehe looked at the monk Xiuci opposite him. He chose to avoid him, retreated silently, and left the city.

Half a quarter of an hour later, he arrived at another city of the same size and activated the [Evil Spell: All Spirits Transformed into Blood]. He knew very well that the intervals between the appearances of the [Light of Destruction] would not be too long. If he was not strong enough before the [Light of Destruction] descended, he would easily become someone else's prey.

Just as the power of the blood river covered the entire city, a rough and deep voice rang in his ears again:

"Amitabha!"

"Blood River Donor!"

"Put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

The golden Buddha's light once again enveloped half of the city, calming the people who had been tortured by the evil magic and screaming in pain. They put their hands together with a pious look and chanted scriptures. Even though blood was flowing from their lower bodies, they still did not react at all.

Xuehe looked at Xiuci with fear and thought to himself, "Xiuci is said to be the second most powerful and ruthless person among the disciples of this generation of Huasheng Temple."

He glanced at the Buddhist beads on Xiuci's neck and the golden Zen staff in his hand. Xuehe's master was his father, and he was the second generation of the Xiu family. He was very knowledgeable and could tell at a glance that Xiuci's Buddhist beads and Zen staff were not ordinary things, they were either magic tools or secret treasures.

then,

Xuehe retreated silently again, activated the Blood Escape Technique, and appeared in a slightly smaller city a thousand miles away. He then activated the [Evil Technique: All Spirits Turned into Blood]. When his power covered the entire city and he had just taken a few comfortable breaths, he heard the annoying voice again.

"Amitabha!" "Blood River Donor!"

"Put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

The veins on Xuehe's forehead were throbbing, and he finally couldn't hold back his temper and cursed, "You bald ass!"

"I practice my Taoism and you worship Buddha. Don't interfere with me." When he said this, he opened the white jade folding fan in his hand and fanned himself in this not-so-hot weather.

Xiu Ci, who was of a sturdy and majestic figure, glanced at the folding fan and squinted slightly, but there was no fear on his face: "Blood River Donor! Slaughtering lives like this will damage your virtue."

The corner of Xuehe's mouth twitched, and he was completely broken by Xiuci's deceptive attitude: "Xiuci, you bald ass!"

"Don't think I don't know you. Stop putting on such a hypocritical face in front of me."

"If you really have pity on these ant-like mortals, then you wouldn't come every time when my power sweeps across the city."

"You just want to gain merit and faith from me."

"You are simply despicable to the extreme."

"and……"

"Please pretend to be a good person, learn from your senior brother Guan Chen, you act so poorly that I feel embarrassed to cooperate with you."

"Pooh!"

Xiu Ci, who had a peaceful expression on his face, suddenly froze in smile, and the next moment a murderous aura rose from his body, like a towering mountain pressing down on him.

"Hmph! Originally, I wanted to save some face for you. Since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless." Xiu Ci did as Xue He said. He followed Xue He under the pretext of converting believers and absorbing their faith so as to further improve himself.

He only loved to practice in the temple and never read Buddhist teachings, so he couldn't even pretend to be a great monk.

Xuehe's face changed when he saw Xiuci holding a Zen stick and smashing it down on his head.

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In the cave!

Zhao Yun, who was sitting cross-legged deep in the cave, opened his eyes again, and the spiritual energy flowing around his body slowly calmed down.

"I have finally broken through to the eighth level of the Mortal Realm. I feel that the power of the Dao Flower has not been completely consumed. I can try to break through to the ninth level of the Mortal Realm."

Wang Ming, who was lying in the sun, opened his eyes when he heard this. Golden energy matter flowed in his eyes, and he looked at the energy and meridians in Zhao Yun's body.

"It is true that the power of [Daohua] has not been completely consumed, but the remaining energy is not enough to break through the ninth level."

"but……"

"You have experienced countless cycles of time, and you have accumulated a lot of world origin in your body. You can try to see if you can break through."

After Wang Ming finished speaking, he looked towards the golden flower under the blue-purple flame. He released his mental power, cut off a part from the golden flower, and made it appear in Zhao Yun's body.

Zhao Yun was stunned, and then he was about to refuse: "You..."

Wang Ming interrupted, "There is more than enough energy to refine the physical body, you don't need to worry. The remaining energy is used to break through my cultivation, but it will definitely not reach the ninth level of the mortal realm. If you are stronger, it will be safer for us to follow."

Zhao Yun no longer refused after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)