North, a space node.
When Nan Ming sent the Buddha off, he left a mark on him, so it was easy for them to find the hiding place of the Buddha.
At that time, the situation was critical, and Chen Muyu originally wanted to introduce the Buddha directly into his mind.
But Nan Ming had reminded him before that strong men at the pinnacle of the quasi-extreme realm have endless methods.
In addition, Chen Muyu's current level is also low. If Nan Ming is allowed to enter his mind world, there is no guarantee that he will have any means. If it causes any irreversible damage to his mind world, Chen Muyu will regret it by then.
Therefore, Chen Muyu did not dare to take risks and just asked Nanming to remove the Buddha.
At this time, Nan Ming flicked his finger.
The entire space rippled, and a black hole was opened at the node in the space.
Nan Ming waved his sleeves, wrapped Chen Muyu around him, and entered the black hole.
This is a temporary hiding place opened by the Buddha, so it is relatively simple.
The space is not large, and it is hidden in the interlayer of void. It is absolutely impossible to find out the clues unless an extremely powerful person deliberately observes it.
Shizun was seriously injured. At this moment, a large amount of blood pills were floating around his body. The terrifying blood energy was gathering crazily into his body to repair his injuries.
Sensing the arrival of a strong man, the Buddha immediately stopped his practice.
When he found out that the person coming was Nan Ming, he lowered his guard.
"Fellow Taoist, did you get the Ji Dao's broken body?" The first thing he said when he saw Nan Ming was to ask about the situation of the Ji Dao's broken body.
He is very concerned about this.
When Nan Ming heard this, he shook his head, "With the Blood Ancestor here, how can I achieve my wish by myself?"
Shizun took a deep breath. Obviously, he had expected such an ending.
"So, the remnants of this world fell into the hands of the Blood Ancestor?" Shizun sighed quietly, feeling extremely regretful.
Nan Ming did not deny it, "He is too strong. Two experts at the pinnacle of the quasi-ji Dao realm in this world took action, but they were still defeated by him."
Shizun frowned slightly.
"The Blood Ancestor is the Blood Ancestor after all. He was already so powerful back then, let alone now."
Finally, the Buddha shook his head, feeling helpless.
Nan Ming said, "Fellow Taoist has already obtained part of the Ji Dao residual body, so he should be content with it. I don't think the Blood Ancestor will give up. He will definitely take action on the remaining residual body, and he will also take action." Fight?"
In other words, do you dare to fight? Can you fight for it?
Now that he has personally witnessed the strength of the Blood Ancestor, who dares to compete with him?
Shizun looked at Nan Ming, "Now it's not whether I want to fight, but whether he will let me go. Haha, I have what he wants in my hand. Obviously he will not let me go."
Nan Ming nodded slightly, "He asked me to bring you a message."
Shizun raised his hand to interrupt, "You don't have to say it. I know what he asked you to say to me. You tell him, it's impossible..."
"Why bother, fellow Taoist?"
Nan Ming shook his head, "Although the body of Ji Dao is precious, is it as precious as my own life?"
"snort."
The Buddha snorted coldly, "Fellow Taoist, after reaching the realm you and I are at now, it is already extremely difficult to advance further. The only way to break the path is to break the path. The remaining body of the extreme path is the only way for us to break the path. , the opportunity is right in front of you, how can you not give it a try? His blood ancestor is strong, but he also has to face the suppression of the Jida. We only need to take a roundabout way and let him be the leading bird and let him fight with the Jida. If it’s a head-on collision, then I’ll have the opportunity I’m waiting for…”
Nan Ming took a deep breath. His realm was directly improved by Chen Muyu. It could be said that he had never encountered any obstacles. Therefore, he could not understand Xing Zun's current mood.
In order to become stronger, Shakyamuni can be said to be possessed by a demon. Even the ancient Buddhist clan he created can be destroyed. Such a person will fight even if there is no hope, not to mention that he can see hope now.
For such people, who have already formed an obsession, persuasion is of no use.
Nan Ming didn't bother to waste any more words.
"Besides, Blood Ancestor may not be able to kill me." At this time, Shizun said coldly, with a sinister look on his brows.
Chen Muyu shuddered just looking at that look.
Nan Ming shook his head, "Is Fellow Daoist's injury better?"
The cold temperament on Shizun's body retracted, and he nodded slightly, "It's a minor injury, and I'll be able to recover in a few days."
Having said this, Shizun looked at Nan Ming, "Why did you save me at that time, fellow Taoist?"
Nan Ming said calmly, "Aren't we an alliance?"
"Ah."
Shizun smiled. He obviously didn't believe what Nan Ming said.
Although the two of them joined forces, in that situation, if they dared to save him, they would be risking their lives. After all, if the Blood Ancestor got hairy, he would probably be killed as well.
Nan Ming continued, "There are too few peak powerhouses in the world today, and every death means one is missing. With a powerhouse like the Blood Ancestor, we must have the strength to compete with him."
The implication is that if you die, your strength to fight against the Blood Ancestor will be reduced.
This explanation is quite reasonable.
The Buddha did not pursue the matter. After all, all he cared about was that he could survive, and he did not care why he could survive.
The Buddha said, "You came to me not just to visit me, right?"
Nan Ming smiled slightly and said without beating around the bush, "I want to borrow something from you, fellow Taoist."
"Oh?" Shizun frowned slightly.
borrow things?
A borrowed word is very disgusting, whether in the mortal world or in their cultivation world.
But the situation is different now. Nan Ming has saved him. Even if he is not grateful for Nan Ming's life-saving grace, whatever Nan Ming wants from him at this moment is absolutely reasonable and reasonable.
"What do you want to borrow?" asked the Buddha.
Nan Ming smiled and said, "It's not anything valuable. I just want to ask you for some blood pills, fellow Taoist."
"Blood Pill?"
Hearing this, Shizun frowned slightly, "Are you also injured?"
At their level, blood pills are of little benefit to practice, and are more used to repair injuries. Therefore, when Nan Ming said that what he wanted was blood pills, Shizun almost subconsciously thought that Nan Ming Also injured.
But looking at Nan Ming's angry look, it obviously didn't look like he was injured.
Nan Ming smiled and said, "I suffered some minor injuries when I saved you earlier, but it was not too serious."
Khan, he is really good at climbing up the pole.
What Nan Ming said was true. I was injured because I saved you, so it is reasonable to ask you for some blood pills to heal my injuries.
These words left the Buddha speechless.
He didn't have the nerve to investigate whether Nan Ming was really injured, and he did have a lot of blood pills in his hand. There was no need to offend Nan Ming just because of a few blood pills.
If he can save himself once, he can definitely save himself twice. Who can guarantee that he will not be in danger again?
Therefore, giving him blood pills is also paving the way for himself in the future.
(End of chapter)
