The Endless Land is located on the western border of the Tianxuan Realm. It is called the Endless Land because its cliffs are so deep that there are no bottoms. There have been ninth-level experts who tried it with their own strength, but they all failed halfway.

When I returned, I couldn't see the bottom.

Not to mention, the cliff valley in the Endless Land has black mist rising all year round.

In his early years, Shi San practiced in the Endless Land, and finally reached the ninth level.

Netherworld also practiced in the endless land, obtained its original power, and was captured by Emperor Ji to capture Hades, the king of Hades, and finally reached the ninth level.

The Nine Heavens Buddhist Sect is located near the Endless Land, and the abbots of all generations have refined the ghost energy of the Endless Land to reach the ninth level.

The same is true for Master Huiming, the current abbot of Jiutian Buddhism.

You can see the horror of that endless place.

As for the closer ones, there are the six ghost kings headed by Bitian, all of whom came out of that endless land.

At this time, in front of the endless cliff valley, the old man who protected the boundary could see the bottom of the cliff valley with his naked eyes, and there was something inexplicable in his eyes.

"Without the fog, this endless land suddenly becomes less mysterious!"

Master Huiming put his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

"The cliff valley here is so ordinary. At that time, all of us in the ninth level thought we couldn't see the bottom! It's really ridiculous!"

The old man who protects the world laughed heartily.

"It's just an illusion! I think that mist is the foundation for maintaining the illusion!"

Master Huiming nodded, without comment.

What the old man protecting the world said at this time was somewhat of an afterthought, but as to whether the mist is really the root of the illusion as the old man protecting the world said, who can know?

Although Ziyan's illusion field is strong, for ninth level people like them, they can see through it as long as they are clear.

The mystery of the Endless Land back then, but all the ninth-level powerhouses came to try it, and the purple smoke was a powerful illusion, so naturally it was among them.

Even so, I still haven't figured out the mystery, which is enough to explain a lot of things.

"Your Nine Heavens Buddhism foundation is gone, but what are your plans?"

The old man who protects the world asked.

Speaking of this matter, Master Huiming's eyes were full of hatred.

His Jiutian Buddhism has been completely razed to the ground, and the cruelty of his methods cannot be overstated.

Emperor Ji could say softly as an outsider: They are all dead.

But as the host of Jiutian Buddhism, he cannot do this.

"I have asked the eighth-level people in the sect to search based on the soul auras of the disciples. It is said that the search has already reached the south. I think there will be results soon."

"If you can quietly destroy a sect, its strength is definitely not weak. You should be more careful and always leave some incense, so that the green hills will not have to worry about running out of firewood!"

The old man who protects the world comforted him.

Host Huiming closed his eyes tightly and clasped his hands together, trembling.

"If the inheritance of Jiutian Buddhism is really cut off in my hands, how can I go to the land of Jiuyou to meet my mentors? At the very least, I have to find my enemies. As the saying goes, water has its source and trees have roots. It is always necessary to establish a path.

yes!"

Seeing that Master Huiming had made up his mind, the old man protecting the world said no more.

"I'll also ask Xuantian Mansion to help, see if I can help you."

"Thank you Lord Protector of the World!"

"It's as it should be!"

The words are divided into two parts, and the matter is brought back to one side. Let's say that the Jiutian Buddhist Sect in the Endless Land was destroyed. Master Huiming asked the remaining eighth-level strongmen in the sect to capture the power of the disciple's residual soul, and use the power of Buddhism to find cause and effect to find the sect that destroyed the sect.

man of.

Just as Master Huiming said, at this time, his two eighth-level masters, Wu Xin and Wu Zhi, entered the southern border.

This place is the area ruled by the barbarian king god.

Most of the barbarian people have not been educated and still retain primitive human instincts. It is quite normal to eat their hair and drink their blood.

Unfortunately, these two Buddhist masters came from the western border.

Monk Wu Xin was as handsome and fair as a newborn baby. If someone didn't know better, they would have thought Wu Xin was a girl.

She has delicate features and compassion in her eyes. Those eyes are like a pool of clear water, untainted by the worldly world.

His heart is magnanimous, and every move he makes is natural, and there is a sense of harmony between man and nature.

Seeing the barbarian's eyes that wanted to eat him, he clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

"Namo Amitabha!"

A Buddha's chant fell, and a circle of light appeared behind it. The power of the Buddha's light on it was mighty, and its sound was pure, just like the purest sound in the world, calming the mind.

There are lotus flowers rising under its feet, which adds a bit of auspiciousness.

Behind Wu Xin, Monk Wu Zhi's round face looked very honest, with a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. His lips were red and his teeth were white, but he didn't look like a coolie in the world.

Wearing a white monk's robe, Monk Wu Zhi exudes a somewhat noble demeanor.

Seeing his junior brother's methods, his smile became even brighter.

"Wu Xin's two-minded communication has become more and more sophisticated! Now he can influence so many people so easily. Even I am ashamed of myself!"

As if he heard the senior brother's praise, Wu Xin's face turned red and he said softly.

"Senior brother, please don't laugh at me. We are here just for the sake of our disciples. We are not here to educate these stubborn people. It is meaningless to educate these ignorant people!"

Wu Xin's seemingly innocent face still had that innocent smile, but his words were full of coldness.

Wu Zhi seemed to have been accustomed to this for a long time. Looking at the unaware people around him, he also smiled.

"We've been walking all the way. It's said that the barbarians are surprisingly strong. Why don't we let them take a sedan chair to carry us? It'll be a little more relaxing."

When Wu Xin heard the words, his eyes lit up.

"Senior brother, this is a really good idea. How come I didn't think of it! But the sedan made of wood is too hard after all. I think that although this barbarian is savage by nature, he has a lot of meat, and he must be soft when he sits on it.

Very, especially the little kid——"

Wu Xin said, pointing to a little boy who was kneeling down devoutly.

"Senior brother, look, he has a lot of meat, let him be our meat pad!"

Wu Zhi also looked at it, and sure enough, the little boy was really fleshy. If he pinched it, it would be extremely soft.

"That's fine!"

At this moment, an angry voice sounded.

"A person from the Buddhist sect in the Tianxuan Realm is actually like this! It's really an eyesore!"

"Huh? Who is talking nonsense?"

Wu Xin looked at the place where the sound came from, and a person walked out there. If Ye Fei and others were here, they would definitely be shocked, because this person is none other than Xuan Jia.

It's just that at this time, Xuan Jia is not as ruthless as before, but has a bit more sacred meaning. Beside him, there are Bitian Ghost King and Shura Ghost King.

In front of him, a large turtle about ten meters long crawled slowly.

At this time, Wu Zhi took a step forward and stood next to Wu Xin. He looked at Xuan Jia with confusion in his eyes. A little guy in the Nascent Soul stage actually had two ninth-level bodyguards?
Chapter completed!