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Chapter 040: If you never go back, then never go back

Three hundred thousand wishes gathered together and poured crazily into Li Xiang's body like a torrential river.

【300,000 points of willingness】

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That mysterious voice appeared in Li Xiang's mind again.

At the same time, the 300,000 units of willing power were rushing through his body.

There was a look of pain on his face.

But gradually, part of the violent willpower was absorbed and refined by the body.

Li Xiang clearly felt that his body was much heavier.

My feet felt as heavy as lead.

The cement floor beneath your feet first began to show cracks.

Then the cracks grew bigger and bigger until both feet sank into the ground.

It seems as if you are stepping on a soft dirt road instead of a concrete floor.

Li Xiang moved forward with difficulty.

Every step he takes consumes a lot of energy and strength.

His legs began to tremble, his face turned pale, and his bright yellow monk clothes were soaked with sweat.

Soldiers and people along the way looked at this scene in surprise.

The young man in front of him was obviously alone, but he seemed to be carrying a heavy mountain on his back.

Li Xiang gritted his teeth, looked forward, and kept walking.

Compared with the "immobility" of the body, the immobility of the spirit and will is more in line with Fudo Myooh's original intention.

The will to save the common people and overcome the disasters in the world is indestructible and immovable like a rock.

Since returning to his ancestor Fudo Ming Wangzun's bloodline gene, Li Xiang's will has become more and more firm and powerful.

Regardless of the concept of Tantra or traditional Buddhism, the power of merit is that only when merit comes first, the power to obtain merit comes later.

Therefore, Li Xiang easily absorbed the 180,000 points of merit power without feeling any pressure or burden.

Willingness is different.

The power of will comes from others, and if you want to use it for your own use, you need to bear the heavy pressure it brings, which is particularly difficult.

Therefore, most monks in history cultivated merit rather than aspiration.

The most typical ones are the so-called enlightened monks. The relics burned after their death are the transformation of their merits during their lifetime.

People in the world seek after relics precisely because of the power of merit contained in them, which can ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters.

At this time, 300,000 wishes from Yangcheng were like mountains, pressing on Li Xiang.

There was a crunching sound.

Li Xiang's bones all over his body made a shattering sound.

The internal organs were almost bursting.

What followed was a pain that hit the soul directly.

But the extreme pain did not stop Li Xiang.

He stubbornly and firmly raised his head and looked to the east.

The sight goes beyond the east city and past the newly built city wall that is 100 meters high.

Look towards the east where dark clouds are gathering and evil spirits are rising into the sky.

Two hundred kilometers away.

The giant tree seemed to have felt something. Countless vines danced wildly, scaring the ferocious beasts with a radius of ten thousand meters to crawl on the ground, trembling.

Li Xiang moved forward step by step without squinting his eyes.

Whispering softly:

"My heart is not moved by the Tathagata."

The words fell.

A "swastika" character appears on the monk's robe.

The bright yellow monk's robe suddenly turned white.

The power of merit obtained when rescuing the dead can withstand most of the pressure from the willpower.

Click click click.

Li Xiang's hunched back was slowly straightened up due to the pressure, and his whole body and breath changed instantly.

The white Buddha light enveloped him, making him look extremely holy and majestic.

The wishes of 300,000 people were all absorbed and refined by Li Xiang's body.

He walked slowly down Yingling Mountain, along the long street, and headed east.

Tens of thousands of warriors, civilians, and returnees followed behind him.

There were more than 100,000 people in the entire East City, but no one spoke.

A team of 100,000 people, like a crowd, followed Li Xiang silently.

City Lord's Mansion.

Su Bing looked at Dongcheng from a distance, feeling inexplicably shocked.

Less than a day after he came back, this young man gave him too many surprises and shocks.

There are many types of Qi Refiners, and some of them specialize in the art of summoning. For example, Nie Zhuyin from the Dongcheng Defense Force is a typical summoning sorcerer.

Among summoning warlocks, the most common one is to summon a ferocious beast, and reach a certain contract with the ferocious beast through spiritual consciousness, so that the ferocious beast can be used by him.

This kind of summoning warlock is also called a beast master.

In addition, there are also a very small number of summoning warlocks who can summon dead creatures. These people are called necromancers.

But in all the records, there is no record of summoning souls.

But now, Su Bing and the 300,000 people in Yangcheng saw with their own eyes that this young man summoned more than 10,000 souls.

This was beyond Su Bing's cognitive scope.

At this moment, his thoughts were interrupted by the butler.

"Lord City Lord, the guests have arrived."

Su Bing reluctantly looked back, went downstairs, and returned to the banquet hall.

The City Lord's Mansion held a banquet today, and all second-level returnees and their families were invited to attend.

Xu Xiulian never thought that one day she would come to the City Lord's Mansion, and as a guest.

She is just an ordinary worker in a textile factory. Her biggest wish in this life is to save enough money to buy a house for her son.

Dozens of people were invited along with her. They were well-dressed and distinguished, holding wine glasses and chatting and laughing.

What made Xu Xiulian even more nervous was that among the dozens of people, there were more than a dozen who exuded powerful auras, and they looked like atavists.

Xu Xiulian hid in the corner awkwardly, not even having the courage to talk to these people.

"Ahem!"

Su Bing cleared his throat, and after everyone looked over, he smiled slightly: "Welcome to my home."

He went straight to the point, "Today's banquet is a celebration banquet, and it is also a practice banquet. After thinking about it, everyone already knows that this beast tide was launched by a third-level demon king. Fortunately, there are all of you and the city defense army.

The soldiers fought bloody battles and drove countless ferocious beasts away from the city."

"But after resisting the first time, there will be a second and third time. Yangcheng will not be able to support another large-scale beast attack."

"The only thing we can do is to take the initiative and kill the source of the beast tide, which is the third-level demon king!"

"This is our only way and the only chance for Yangcheng!"

Su Bing's voice was sonorous, powerful and inspiring, and his words made everyone's blood boil.

"Destroy it!"

"Don't worry, City Lord, as long as we are here, that demon king will not survive!"

"The blood of our city defense soldiers must be repaid with their lives!"

The atavistics are high-spirited.

Su Bing's eyes glowed, and he suddenly bowed deeply to everyone: "It's extremely dangerous to go here, so please... come back alive."

at the same time.

Under the east city wall.

More than 100,000 people and soldiers, and more than 100,000 pairs of eyes, stared at the young man.

"Captain Li, if you go further, you will be out of the city." A veteran of the Beicheng Defense Force reminded.

Li Xiang snorted.

"Where is Captain Li going?" the veteran asked.

Li Xiang looked forward and said calmly: "Go east and destroy the demon."

"That's a third-level demon king. If it never comes back..."

"Then I'll never come back."

After a moment of silence, the veteran stepped forward, stood at attention and saluted: "Old Wang is here, waiting for the captain's triumphant return!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers saluted at the same time, and the sound shook the heavens: "Waiting for the captain's triumphant return!"

Li Xiang walked forward silently and left the city dressed in white.


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