Su Bei and Lingbao jumped away and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.
Suddenly, all the monks were stunned. They helped Su Bei, but they could not get a thank you from Su Bei.
And this, especially among the casual cultivators, could not help but make everyone feel a little dissatisfied. Is this the attitude of a strong person? Treat everything as if it were nothing.
Wu Jian also clearly felt the displeasure of his disciples. Qingcheng suffered numerous casualties, and all of this was because of Su Bei.
"Qingcheng disciples, do you think Su Bei is too unkind?" Wu Jian said in a deep voice.
"right."
"Yes, Master, you said that we worked hard to help him and suffered numerous casualties, but how could he just turn around and leave like this?"
"Yes, does he look down on us?"
"Huh, is a strong man great? We don't need him to take any actual actions to thank us, but if he says a word of thanks or a kind word, he won't die."
…
Wu Jian's words immediately aroused the displeasure of all the monks. When the disciples in Qingcheng responded, the monks of the Three Palaces and the casual cultivators also spoke in unison, with a hint of anger in their displeasure.
"Wrong, absolutely wrong." Wu Jian listened to everyone's words and said flatly.
"What? We were wrong. What did the leader mean..." an elder from the Qingcheng camp asked in confusion.
"Su Bei, he is a peak powerhouse. Although he doesn't say anything, I believe that we have gained his friendship. And I even believe that one day, we will gain because of this help.
Give back.”
Wu Jian said loudly, paused, and then said again: "Also, have you ever thought about the posture that a strong person should have, being arrogant and contemptuous of all living beings. So, if you also want to do this,
If you are in a normal state, then you can only keep practicing to make yourself a strong person. Then, you can do the same."
Boom, Wu Jian's words immediately stirred up a thousand waves among the millions of monks. Everyone was talking and nodding. With the posture of the strong capital, this war, even without their help, what's more, even if they all
On Luo Yi's side, Su Bei was able to kill countless enemies and retreat unscathed.
So, why should Su Bei say thank you to them?
After Wu Jian said that, he nodded slightly when he saw the situation of the monks. Then his eyes fell on the nearly millions of casual cultivators.
After the war, those who survive are often the truly powerful ones. Moreover, they are not afraid of the enemy's strength and firmly choose to side with Northern Jiangsu.
There is no such thing as justice, these people are all determined people. At this moment, nearly half of the Qingcheng disciples have been killed or injured, and this is an opportunity to recruit a large number of elite disciples.
How could he let go without a sword? He stepped on the air and slowly flew into the air. He raised his hand and pressed it down weakly. A powerful heavenly aura came out, which immediately attracted everyone.
human gaze.
"Fellow Taoist cultivators, it is fate that we fight side by side this time. Now, I, the leader of Qingcheng, Wujian, sincerely invite you to join me in Qingcheng."
boom.
As soon as Wu Jian finished speaking, a stone suddenly stirred up a thousand waves, and all the casual cultivators looked happy. Qingcheng is the largest sect in the Luotian world. Not only that, entering Qingcheng, you can also learn the art of alchemy.
.
In the past, countless people struggled to get through the gates of Qingcheng, but now, Wu Jian personally invited them to join Qingcheng. What an honor this is.
"Master Wujian, are you serious about this?" Everyone asked in surprise and uncertainty.
"Of course, if you are willing, the gate of Qingcheng will be open for you." Wu Jian said with his beard and hair flying, his clothes fluttering, and a huge lightsaber in the north, the Immortal Wind Bone. He said it, naturally he was very convincing.
The power emanates.
"Furthermore, I guarantee that everyone who joins Qingcheng will be treated equally in our Qingcheng Gate, and everything that needs to be taught will be taught to you." Wu Jian once again raised his stakes and said loudly.
In the Sangong camp, Shen Qinglan was startled when he heard this, his face changed slightly, and he said secretly: Well, it is indeed an old fox, damn it, why didn't I think of going up here.
At the same time, countless monks flocked to the Qingcheng camp and said, "Okay, we are willing to join Qingcheng."
Wu Jian laughed loudly, feeling unusually happy. Although there were many strong men in the realm of the Mahayana True Monarch among the casualties in this battle, and more than a dozen of the first-level immortals were killed by the enemy, most of them were just a few.
A disciple who is not too strong in cultivation.
However, with just one word from Wu Jian, he immediately recruited dozens or millions of powerful casual cultivators. No matter how you look at it, this is a very cost-effective thing.
But at this time, Shen Qinglan was so regretful that her intestines were green, and she hated herself for not thinking of this earlier. If she could, the strength of Qinglan Palace would undergo earth-shaking changes.
However, Wu Jian has already spoken, and Shen Qinglan will not, cannot, and dare not jump out and compete with Wu Jian. Almost all of the millions of casual cultivators have entered the Qingcheng gate. There are only a few tens of thousands of casual cultivators.
I was reluctant to live a life of freedom and chose to quit.
Of course, Wu Jian's subsequent promise made them ecstatic, that is, if they have any needs in the future, they can come to Qingcheng for help, and Wu Jian generously gave one to each of them.
Earth-level elixir, how could everyone not be ecstatic.
The people's hearts were completely filled by Qingcheng, and the people in the Three Palaces suddenly lost interest and returned to the sea. Mo Xi, Shen Qinglan got up first and walked away. Behind him, countless demons and human monks from Qinglan Palace followed them.
Soon he flew away from this collapsed continent.
As for the sudden increase in the number of disciples in Qingcheng, Wu Jian was worried about whether Qingcheng's thousand-mile mountain peaks could accommodate these nearly one million people. It turned out that the large area controlled by the Hedao people was enough to accommodate this sudden increase in hundreds of thousands of people.
Of course, this premise requires Wu Jian to unite with the twenty-three powerful immortals in Qingcheng Gate to cast spells together and use the magical power to move mountains and reclaim seas to completely restore the vitality of this Dasheng area.
…
But Lingbao and Su Bei, one behind the other, stepped straight into the extremely high sky, almost entering the Nine Heavens Gang Wind Layer. Su Bei, under the leadership of Lingbao, flew rapidly towards Wuyin Mountain
And go.
The Lingbao sat on a lotus-like throne, surrounded by the Buddha's light. Su Bei walked through the air and turned into a phantom. The two of them flew rapidly. Even the Nine Heavens Gang Wind that shot down from time to time could not do anything to them.
Su Bei ignored it and flew for two full hours. But at this moment, Su Bei suddenly felt that the speed of the Lingbao in front of him had slowed down slightly.
At the same time, Lingbao shouted softly and said: "Donor, Wuyin Mountain has arrived."
As soon as Lingbao finished speaking, the swirling clouds and mist immediately rolled crazily under the Jiutian Gangfeng layer, and quickly spread out in all directions, up, down, left, and right, forming a large portal between the clouds, abruptly
appeared.
Without saying a word, Lingbao jumped first and entered the portal. Su Bei had no time to marvel and jumped in. However, when he looked back, the portal had disappeared, leaving only the peaceful rolling white clouds.
Wait, Baiyun? Su Bei was shocked. Before he jumped into the portal, the billowing clouds and mist stirred up by the Nine Heavens Gang Wind completely disappeared. Su Bei looked up and saw that the violent cloud above his head was enough to blow.
The Nine Heavenly Gangfeng of the powerful Heavenly Immortal also disappeared.
Hiss, Su Bei took a breath of cold air, what kind of existence is Wuyin Mountain? He couldn't help but think.
The next moment, Subei was stunned. White clouds shrouded the sky. Dozens and hundreds of peaks were looming in the glow. All the peaks were staggered. The woods on the peaks were crisp and green. Between the clouds and clouds, it was like a fairyland.
When Lingbao set foot on Wuyin Mountain, his Buddha's light suddenly flourished, and then spread out quickly, covering all the mountain peaks, "Amitabha."
Lingbao shouted the Buddha's name and turned the beads, showing great compassion. Su Bei was awakened by the sound of Lingbao's Buddha's name. He immediately knew that Lingbao was chanting sutras and praying for the 297 immortals.
Su Bei smiled calmly, Lingbao was compassionate and compassionate, and he would definitely be able to embark on the Buddhist path in the future, and maybe even become an immortal golden Buddha.
Buddhism emphasizes compassion and the equality of all living beings. No matter who you are, whether immortal or demon, as long as you enter Buddhism and put down the butcher knife, you can become a Buddha immediately.
Immortals and demons are good and evil, just in a single thought. A single thought can make you a Buddha, or a single thought can turn you into a demon.
"Donor, please come with me." After a while, Lingbao collected the infinite Buddha's light and said slowly.
In Wuyin Mountain, there is no longer any strong person living in the Heavenly Immortal. Han Yin and the other three did not hesitate to waste the vitality of the Heavenly Immortal and severely knocked themselves down to the level of Mahayana True Monarch, and they were able to escape. Luo Yi took three thousand Luo clansmen in Wuyin Mountain.
The first-level immortal escaped. Su Bei was not dead, and even with the help of Lingbao, he certainly did not dare to return to Wuyin Mountain.
After Lingbao said that, he put away the lotus throne, walked through the air, and instantly stepped onto one of the mountain peaks. Su Bei followed closely and stepped onto the top of the mountain.
Sleeping Buddha Temple.
The simple mountain gate revealed an artistic conception of great compassion. When Su Bei looked at the mountain gate, he even had the illusion that as soon as he entered the mountain gate, he entered the Buddhist gate.
Lingbao walked on the air, walked slowly through the mountain gate, and opened the door of the Main Hall. Su Bei looked at Lingbao, took a deep breath, calmed down, and left.
When he stepped into the gate of Mianfo Temple, he suddenly felt a roar in his heart, and he stopped blankly. Everything in the past, everything, everything, everything, was all in his mind, just like a horse racing through the flowers.
Generally, it passes quickly.
All his thoughts, all thoughts, all emotions were expressed without reservation, whether they were crying or laughing, angry or scolding, happy or sad, death in the past life, life in this life...his past love for Jiya
, the resentment and farewell to his father Su Zhong in this life... be it Qingshang or Qiluo, the feelings he dare not accept... the anger towards greedy people like Luo Yi and Luo Tian...
The bloody killings, the dance of death, the joy of Qing Shang and Bai Ling, and the emotion of still being alive after a great battle.
Joy, anger, sorrow, birth, old age, sickness and death, separation from love, meeting of resentment and hatred, not being able to seek what you want, all living beings are suffering, attachment is suffering...
When Su Bei killed Jia Ya and Su Lang, he eliminated a grudge, so he felt a sense of relief and a smooth mind.
"Attachment is suffering, troubles are suffering, everything is suffering. Only by destroying all suffering can we achieve the great truth." A disembodied voice kept telling, persuading, and singing in Su Bei's mind. .
"No, I am obsessed with martial arts, I am obsessed with the path of being strong. I have love, I have hate...I have everything. To eliminate suffering, why not destroy myself, no, it is impossible!" In the dream, Su Bei shouted angrily.
Boom, Su Bei suddenly woke up, suddenly covered in cold sweat.