"So, you have been in hell all your life, and you have never experienced the prosperity of the upper world?"
Ling Tian suddenly asked.
"That's right!"
"So I'm also very curious..."
Lao Hou said leisurely.
Ling Tian nodded and stopped talking to Lao Hou.
But in his heart, he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Hell, underworld, the Three Realms and Six Paths, in that era when great emperors emerged one after another, what exactly did they experience?
Among them, does the Great Emperor Juntian exist?
My own Xiaoqing now looks more like the reincarnation body of Listening, but where did the disappeared Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva go?
Is it really true that he has become a saint and ascended to the ninth level of heaven?
All of this is too mysterious, but Ling Tian is still far away from ascending. If you want to know all of this, it will only be possible after ascending.
Within a day, Ling Tian had finished forging Lao Hou's new stick body.
Ling Tian named the stick Du'e Huangquan. It was nothing more than adding the word "Huangquan" under the original word "Du'e" to give Lao Hou a thought.
The body of the stick was engraved with the Thunder Sound Diamond by Ling Tian, which has infinite power.
"Dong dong dong..."
However, at this moment, Ling Tian suddenly heard a strange noise outside and immediately ducked out of Taoyuan.
In the quiet room, Ling Tian finally understood that the thumping sound was the bell of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but this hour was not the time to ring the bell!
After groaning, Ling Tian still walked out of the quiet room.
However, when Ling Tian stood on the Zen Courtyard and looked at the West Sea in the distance, his pupils could not help but shrink.
At this time, the sea surface around Mount Putuo was like boiling water, with floods everywhere. And right in front of the mountain gate, a huge mountain peak made of condensed sea water suddenly appeared. The peak was thousands of meters high, and it was densely covered with water.
All those standing were figures of sirens.
And in the sky, on the back of a giant ray that looked like a mountain, stood a Kraken Sanxian blooming with brilliance.
The evil spirit aroused the pressure of the sea monster, covering the sky and the sun, making the entire golden sea of Putuo Mountain dim.
At this time, nearly tens of thousands of sea monsters actually surrounded Putuo Mountain!
"court death!"
Ling Tian's face turned cold, and he let out an angry roar before rushing down.
The West Sea Monster Clan probably came here to find him.
Ling Tian flew out from the gate of Wanfo Temple and landed on the city wall of wài wéi City. At this time, on the city wall, densely packed human races were already waiting.
When Qin Shaoyang and others saw Ling Tian falling, they rushed to greet him.
"What's going on?"
Ling Tian looked at the dense sea monsters floating on the sea and asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know, these sea monsters suddenly surrounded me, and it seems that there should be a plan. Now that it has been four days, many humans on Putuo Mountain have left. Otherwise, with these sea monsters, they dare to commit crimes.
Putuo Mountain, that is courting death."
Qin Shaoyang groaned angrily.
"Since it has nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, then these guys are really here to find me."
Ling Tian clenched his fists in his sleeves, looking at the Siren Immortals from a distance, his fighting spirit gradually began to rise.
"What? Came to find you?"
Qin Shaoyang rolled his eyes, "Brother-in-law, did you kill the sea monster when you came?"
"Well, I killed some, and one of them is said to be a noble loose immortal from the West Sea Monster Tribe."
Ling Tian nodded and took out the Ao Zi Jue from the ring.
"See if this Taichu is the same as your crazy character soul?"
The moment the black Ao Zihun appeared in Ling Tian's hand, Qin Shaoyang's expression changed.
"Hiss, this martial spirit..."
Qin Shaoyang took the martial spirit behind him, but in an instant, the Taichu disappeared into Qin Shaoyang's body.
And in an instant, the latter's whole body was surging with momentum, and his pressure increased exponentially.
"Hey, brother-in-law, it's really true. In this way, I still have the last Taichu Martial Spirit, so I have a complete set!"
Feeling the surge of combat power in his body, Qin Shaoyang beamed with joy.
The blessing of the two Taichu martial arts souls is completely unmatched by a single Taichu soul.
If a complete set is assembled, the level of tyranny should not be much worse than that of Shuangkuang Taichu.
"Well, I will help you find the last Taichu as soon as possible."
Ling Tian nodded, took out a pair of maces from the ring, and handed them to Qin Shaoyang.
This pair of maces, the maces are painted dark red, were reforged by Ling Tian using the original Du'e stick. After reforging, they were enough to rank below the top-grade quasi-immortal weapons.
"Hehe, this is awesome. From the looks of it, I won't be able to do anything without fighting this sea monster today!"
After receiving the two trump cards, Qin Shaoyang couldn't help but want to give it a try.
"Amitabha."
At this time, Wukong also flew up from behind, clasped his hands and said: "If the sea monster's attack this time is for Lingtian's benefactor, Wukong is willing to participate in the battle."
"Don't be brave, I won't use you. These sea monsters are not the real fighting power of the Western Sea Monster Clan. I haven't put them in my eyes yet."
Ling Tian shook his head.
How powerful is the power of the West Sea Monster Clan? If they all come out in full force, they will far surpass the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Nowadays, these sea monsters are only less than half of their appearance.
"Amitabha, Dragon General Xia Jing, what do you mean by leading the Western Sea Demon Army to my foot of Mount Putuo today?!"
"Do you think my Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is empty?!"
Finally, a gloomy voice suddenly resounded throughout Mount Putuo.
Immediately, the gate of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple on the mountain opened, and countless disciples shrouded in Buddha's light poured out.
The leader was none other than Master Jingchan of Zhangsi, and disciples such as Liu Yiyi and Shenxiu followed closely behind.
"Xia Jing meets Master Jingchan..."
The dragon on the back of the ray saluted Jingchan from afar, but there was no expression on his face.
"I hope Master Jingchan will forgive me. This time, I will lead the army of the Western Sea Monster Tribe to Mount Putuo. I am not here for Mount Putuo, but to capture someone!"
"This human race not only killed the nobles of my West Sea Demon Clan, but also took away the treasure of the West Sea. If he is not captured and brought back to the West Sea Dragon Palace, Xia Jing will not be able to explain to the West Sea Demon Lord."
Jingchan raised his eyebrows, Xia Jing had never shown such a tough attitude before.
The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is located on the West Sea, and has always been on equal terms with the demon clan.
"Oh? Who is it?"
"Are you sure he is in my Putuo Mountain? If I don't have the person you want here, don't blame me for being rude. I, the old nun of Jingchan, have a bad temper. If I don't pull your two dragon whiskers, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through..."
The Zen staff in Jingchan's hand shook and he said coldly.
Xia Jing took a deep breath, and the shame and anger flashed across his eyes. He was now a great demon. If he were outside Putuo Mountain, he really didn't think he could beat Jingchan.
But this place was indeed suppressed by the Buddha's light from Mount Putuo, so he was inevitably passive.