"Yes, little monk, go back right away, go back right away!"
Monk Wuchen said tremblingly, would Qin Fan kindly let him go?
He couldn't figure it out.
However, Monk Wuchen decided to give it a try. What if Qin Fan really didn't kill him?
Click!
After the Wuchen monk crushed the Earth Escape Talisman, it immediately turned into a golden light and disappeared into the void.
At this time, Liu Mengyao and Xia Qinglan both flew to Qin Fan's side. While the two women were shocked by Qin Fan's strength, they were also full of doubts. They didn't understand why Qin Fan let Monk Wuchen go?
Liu Mengyao couldn't help but ask: "Qin Fan, why did you let him go? Shouldn't he be killed or put under house arrest to give Buddhism a disincentive?"
Qin Fan smiled half-heartedly: "I want to negotiate with the Buddhists. If I kill their people, we probably won't be able to negotiate."
Liu Mengyao was speechless: "Negotiation? What do we have to talk about with Buddhism? You don't need to think about it to know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of Buddhism. They know that the Dragon Prison Prince is trapped in Longyuan, the Buddhist Kingdom, and you transformed into the Dragon Prison Prince."
It looks like it can directly command the powerful men of the Divine Fire Dynasty, this is a force that cannot be ignored."
"Buddhism definitely wants to take this opportunity to blackmail us and force us to seize the Xuanyuan Sword."
"Do you really want to agree to Buddhism and let them use you?"
Qin Fan smiled: "I can change into the appearance of the Dragon Prison Prince, and I can also change into the appearance of other people, such as Taoist Tian She, or Yan Qingshu from Tianshu Pavilion."
Hearing this, Liu Mengyao, Xia Qinglan and other girls all widened their eyes and were shocked.
If Qin Fan hadn't taken the initiative to mention it, they wouldn't have realized that Qin Fan's transformation technique had such a huge effect?
Qin Fan's eyes became deep and he said again: "Moreover, if he comes to our Phoenix Mountain to commit evil, how can I let him go so easily?"
A few hours later.
Monk Wuchen returned to the gate of the Buddhist Kingdom on Mount Sumeru.
At this time, he was thirsty and weak, sweating profusely, and his body was as heavy as lead. He could no longer fly and could only climb up to the gate of the Buddhist Kingdom step by step.
On the bluestone steps at the Buddhist Mountain Gate, Monk Wuchen's steps became heavier and slower, and his speed became slower and slower. In the past, the nine hundred steps could be climbed with just a thought, but now they are out of reach.
He is also aware of the changes in his body.
"Fortunately, I listened to Qin Fan and there was no delay on the way. Otherwise... I would never be able to return to Mount Xumi and never see Master again."
"I must tell Master about that man's terror..."
Monk Wuchen muttered to himself, his eyes were empty and lifeless, he gritted his teeth and walked up step by step.
But after walking for a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore. His body was as heavy as a mountain, his spine collapsed like a rotten bridge, and he fell down on the bluestone steps.
"That's all."
Monk Wuchen tried his best to get up, but failed. In the end, he was so desperate that he could only make one choice.
boom!
I saw the Wuchen monk's whole body glowing with golden light. He stood up again as if the light had returned, and walked quickly towards the mountain gate halfway up the mountain. His steps were as fast as flying and as fast as lightning.
But upon closer inspection, it was not the Wuchen monk himself who rushed out, but his soul left his body and abandoned his body.
Finally, two gatekeeper disciples of Mount Sumeru Buddhist Kingdom discovered Monk Wuchen.
"Master Wuchen! What's wrong with you?"
Monk Wuchen shouted loudly: "Report to my master quickly, I have something important to explain."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Before he finished speaking, two rays of golden light flew out from inside the mountain gate. The leader was a middle-aged man with a body like a diamond and four arms. He was tall and majestic, with a pair of eyes as bright as the sun. He was like a god descending, majestic and unpredictable.
Do not look directly.
This person is none other than the master of Monk Wuchen and the senior brother of Jikong Toutuo, Venerable Shenyang. He entered the immortal world seven hundred years ago and has returned to this day. His merits have contributed to creation and have overshadowed countless others in the human world.
Behind him is Jikong Tutuo of the Buddhist Kingdom.
"Master, my disciple finally sees you, woo woo woo."
As soon as Monk Wuchen saw Venerable Shenyang, he burst into tears, feeling aggrieved and desperate.
"Nephew, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you like this?" Jikong Toutuo saw the monk Wuchen's soul leaving his body, his face full of horror.
Because the shadow of Wuchen Monk's soul was extremely dim, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Venerable Shenyang saw the body of Monk Wuchen lying at the foot of the mountain, and then looked at the shadow of the soul kneeling in front of him. His expression was extremely ugly: "Tell me, who gave you the disaster of annihilation?"
Monk Wuchen lamented: "Disciple... was injured by Qin Fan of Phoenix Mountain. Qin Fan is so powerful that he can destroy the Nascent Soul with a snap of his fingers without using any magic weapon or magical power! He... he doesn't look like he has been possessed by Zhe Xian at all.
The cursed person."
"This son possesses the power of the heavens. Wherever this person is, there is a restricted area. Anyone who steps into the restricted area will be destroyed at the snap of a finger!"
"Master, Uncle Master, if you see this person in the future, you must be extremely careful."
The shadow of Wuchen monk's soul was dim and dull. He had just finished explaining some important matters, and his consciousness was blurred, and the shadow of his soul dissipated with the wind.
At this time, there were more than ten people standing behind Venerable Shenyang and Jikong Tutuo. Some were powerful Buddhists, and some were powerful Buddhists who had returned with Venerable Shenyang. When they saw Monk Wuchen disappearing with the wind,
The crowd suddenly fell into a dead silence, and everyone looked in disbelief.
"Isn't that Qin Fan under the Immortal Breaking Curse? How could he have the strength to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator?"
"Junior Brother Wuchen's physical body didn't have any injuries, but it collapsed like a rotten tree. Such injuring magical powers are unheard of, and that Qin Fan is so terrifying!"
"I heard that Qin Fan pretended to be the Prince of Dragon Prison and issued orders to the powerful people of the Shenhuo Dynasty. He must have relied on the foundation of the Shenhuo Dynasty and even the Zixiao Mountain. Junior Brother Wuchen just drank in hatred."
"What a powerful Qin Fan, what a ruthless Master Qin! Junior Brother Wuchen, you can rest assured, our senior brothers will never forget this grudge!"
…
At this time, Jikong Tutuo and Venerable Shenyang had already arrived in front of the corpse of Monk Wuchen.
"Junior brother, do you know why my disciple died?"
Venerable Shenyang's face became more and more ugly. He could see that his disciple died due to depletion of life span, but he could not tell which method, which magical power, or which magical weapon caused the injury. He had no idea.
But it is certain that this is an extremely terrifying force. Even when Monk Wuchen was attacked, he did not know that he was about to die.
Jikong Tutuo's face was also extremely grim: "My nephew died of exhaustion of life. I can be sure that there is absolutely no such secret method in Phoenix Mountain."
Venerable Shenyang had no expression on his face: "My disciple said that Qin Fan can destroy Yuanying monks with just a snap of his fingers without using any magic weapon or magical power?"
Jikong Tutuo said quickly: "Maybe my nephew was deceived by Master Qin."
Venerable Shenyang snorted coldly: "This disciple of mine holds a golden bowl and has boundless magical power. When an ordinary Nascent Soul monk encounters him, there is absolutely no divine calculation and he will never make a mistake."
"My disciple said that Qin Fan has the power to reach the sky and there are restricted areas around him. There is no way he is lying."
"Go and find out immediately what method Qin Fan used to kill my disciple!"
Jikong Tutuo said: "Senior brother, please calm down. Junior brother, I can guarantee that that Qin Fan definitely does not have such power. He must be from the Shenhuo Dynasty."
"Doesn't that guy want to negotiate with us? Let's go and negotiate right away. If he doesn't listen to our suggestions or accept our conditions, we will tell the people of the Shenhuo Dynasty that he is the fake Dragon Prison Prince.
"
"When the time comes, the Shenhuo Dynasty will definitely attack him."
Venerable Shenyang nodded slightly: "We can negotiate, but the original purpose of the negotiation is to use the power of Phoenix Mountain to go to Shu Mountain to cast stones and ask for directions, so that they can explore the traces of Xuanyuan Sword, not to kill Qin Fan. If Qin Fan is killed
, we don’t need the Shenhuo Dynasty at all, I can kill that kid several times by myself."
Jikong Toutuo clasped his hands together: "What senior brother said is absolutely true."
Venerable Shenyang said again: "Secondly, I heard that Qin Fan is as smart as a demon and has no clues. If we initiate negotiations, he must have calculated our bargaining chips and plans. He will not compromise easily.
Probability will work against us and use procrastination tactics to deal with us."
"It makes no sense to continue talking like this. It will only be a waste of time."
Jikong Toutuo said: "Please give me some advice, senior brother."
Venerable Shenyang said coldly: "Let the Dragon Prison Prince go and let them deal with Qin Fan. We will take advantage of the chaos and plunder the chips."
"Just like what you did back then, junior brother, you trapped Qin Fan in Mount Xumi and used him to coerce the proud daughter of heaven in Phoenix Mountain."
"Now, we are going to use the proud daughter of Phoenix Mountain to force Qin Fan to act for us."
"By the way, let the people from the Shenhuo Dynasty explore Qin Fan's true and false status and see if, as my disciple said, he has the strength to kill Nascent Soul cultivators without the help of swords, magical powers and secrets!"
Jikong Toutuo marveled: "Senior brother is wise."
"However, my junior brother suggested that we should let the Shenhuo Dynasty come to our Mount Xumi to ask for people."
"If you are lucky, you can lure the snake out of its cave and lead Master Qin to Mount Sumeru."
Venerable Shenyang nodded: "Yes."
On the outskirts of Jingcheng, a resort villa.
After the battle, Qin Fan went back to check on Lin Xiaoyang's injuries.
The woman was currently lying on a bed of ten-thousand-year black ice in the underground training room. The black ice bed was provided by Liu Mengyao. It had amazing effects. Sitting cross-legged on it to practice, or lying down to sleep, the body's longevity could slow down.
Lin Xiaoyang has been lying down for three months now. His expression is quiet, as if he is asleep. Except for his white hair, there is nothing wrong with him.
"The physical injuries have basically recovered."
"The damage to the soul has been restored."
"With the help of the power of heaven and earth, the power of Taiyi Spiritual Yuan has been greatly increased, but I can't wake him up. It seems that a real antidote is needed."
Qin Fan gently stroked the woman's cold jade hand and murmured to himself.
Lin Xiaoyang is basically out of trouble. She has a long life span, and losing a thousand years is nothing. After practicing to become a god, she can add thousands more years to her life span.
The most troublesome part about her was that she had been possessed by the National Luck Dragon many times, which caused the golden elixir that had been transformed into an infant to suffer a huge backlash, causing her Qi refining cultivation to drop from the half-step Nascent Soul back to the peak of the golden elixir.
If she meets the unexpected, this woman's future Qi refining cultivation will only stop at the peak of the Golden Core.
Xia Qinglan on the side said: "Mengyao said before that Buddhism has an ancient magical medicine called Huanyang Herb, which is ranked fourth grade and may be able to awaken Lin Xiaoyang."
"If you want to get the Sun-Returning Grass, you probably have to destroy the Buddhist sect."
Qin Fan sighed lightly. He had left the Buddhist Kingdom before and brought back many resources, but he did not have the strength to break into the ancient Pure Land of the Buddhist Kingdom. It was a great regret.
"You can't go to Buddhism, at least that's what's in front of you." Xia Qinglan's face changed slightly and she said quickly.
At this moment, Liu Mengyao walked into the practice room and said in a deep voice: "If we don't want to go to the Buddhist country, we have to go."