The little monk looked at Watson and sighed, and said leisurely: "I didn't expect that you are not only weak, but also greedy."
Watson didn't think so. In his opinion, meeting the young monk under the abyss was no accident. Since the opportunity was right in front of him, he naturally had to seize it and not let it go.
"My master said that the demons under the abyss have existed for thousands of years. How can I defeat them with my level of cultivation? Besides, the dry food I bring with me won't last long..."
Watson said seriously: "When I finish eating all the dry food on my body, I'm afraid I will have to go back to the temple to rest for a few days before coming back again, but my master forgot to tell me how to go back."
In fact, Watson also understood that neither his master nor his uncle knew how to return to Wentian Peak from the abyss.
So, he had to shamelessly ask the little monk who suddenly appeared in front of him for advice.
He even closed his eyes and tried to use his heavenly eyes to see the little monk in front of him.
He wanted to try to figure out whether this guy was a demon in the abyss, who had transformed into a little monk to harm him.
The little monk seemed to see through his intention. He smiled while holding the flower, and a golden light entered Watson's mind.
Then "Boom!" sounded.
Watson instantly fell to the ground, rolled over holding his head, and screamed desperately: "Evil thief, stop trying to kill me!"
However, after allowing him to struggle for a quarter of an hour, he gradually calmed down and stopped shouting.
My head no longer exploded instantly like it was being cut by a knife, but I felt like there was something more in my head.
Xiao He looked at him and said calmly: "According to your cultivation level, you probably have to break through to the realm of Nascent Soul to develop divine consciousness. In order for you to quickly clear the first floor of ghosts, I said that I would reluctantly help you. ."
Watson did not say a word, but silently tried to perceive the golden light in his mind, and then tried to release the consciousness he had just derived.
Try to pass through the magic circle under the abyss and explore into the tomb.
He saw the huge incense burner in the square, although the torches on it had long been extinguished... he saw the black mist flying around, and it turned out to be souls one by one.
No wonder I can't kill these monsters with my sword chasing the wind. It turns out that you are all soul bodies?
After thinking about it, Watson said: "Since I still can't use that magical flame, how can I fight against these souls like black mist?"
Opening his eyes, Watson raised his head and said in a daze, "Is it possible that I have to recite sutras for seven days and seven nights to save them?"
Before Xiao He could answer, Watson suddenly thought of a terrible thing and screamed.
"Just now I was struck by lightning and fell to the ground. I spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, and even the grass on the ground was burned. Could it be that it was caused by the black mist that passed through my body?"
The little monk nodded, frowned and said, "If you hadn't been struck by lightning just now, if a few more black mists had passed through your body, you would have become like them before long."
Watson was shocked, thinking that even though he had already practiced Buddhist skills, if it were other monks in the temple, they would have become food for those ghosts.
Even so, he still asked unwillingly: "Since I can't use the same divine fire as you, how can I destroy them?"
Thinking about it in the blink of an eye, Watson then exclaimed: "Since you already have the divine fire, why don't you destroy them and I will die helplessly?"
When the young monk heard this, he was furious, looked at him and said coldly: "I have been guarding here for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that a useless person who was afraid of death came here."
"If I can destroy them, can you still get the seeds of the divine fire from me?"
Lowering his head, the young monk said quietly: "The seal here can't last for a hundred years. Either you destroy all the demons or find the seal..."
This time, Watson was finally frightened.
Neither his master nor his uncle knew about such a major event. According to what the young monk said, wouldn't it be possible that the demons who had been under the abyss for a hundred years would rush back into the abyss?
If you can't find the sealed objects, the only way is to destroy them in the tomb under the abyss.
Is it possible that the little monk in front of me also has a soul body?
Because even if he just looked at the little monk's body with his celestial eye, he couldn't see anything abnormal.
There is not even a heartbeat. Could it be that the young monk in front of me is the abbot of Yunqi Temple thousands of years ago?
Thinking of this, Watson quickly kowtowed to the young monk and said respectfully: "Disciple Watson, join the abbot master."
The young monk looked at him and waved his hand, and said calmly: "I died a thousand years ago. Who is the abbot now? Is the name of the temple still Bodhi Temple?"
Watson sighed, shook his head and replied: "Abbot Liaochen, the monk, is my master. The current temple is called Yunqi Temple. If you have anything to do, just ask the abbot."
If the young monk was the abbot back then, then he would also be the Vajra Bodhisattva on Wentian Peak.
Aren't my demon-conquering swordsmanship and demon-conquering heavy sword all treasures given to him by the young monk?
Thinking of this, Watson couldn't help but take out the Demon-Conquering Sword and handed it to the young monk in front of him with both hands: "This sword is too heavy. This junior is just carrying it on his back to temper his body."
The little monk gently stroked the epee, with a look of compassion on his face, which scared Watson and covered his mouth tightly.
The master abbot from thousands of years ago turned into a young monk. Is this reincarnation or rebirth? Watson felt that this was a big deal and he had to talk to his master.
Xiao Shang sighed, and with a wave of his hand, a golden flame fell on the Demon-Conquering Sword, leaving four marks on the hilt of the sword in just an instant.
Then he said quietly: "I will brand four restrictions on it, so that with your current level of cultivation, you can also use it to slay demons, but the power will be much worse."
"The four restrictions are Yuanying, Poxu, Fusion, and Mahayana. As long as you want to break through, the corresponding restrictions will be activated... Now, drip your blood on the sword."
Xiao Shang said reluctantly: "From now on, this Demon-Conquering Sword will be your life-long partner!"
Watson was startled, took out the iron sword and cut his finger, dripped three drops of blood on the sword body, and saw a faint light flashing on the sword body.
There was a bright flame sword mark on the black sword body, extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword.
It is indeed much lighter under the tentacles and is no longer as heavy as before. It can only be carried on the back as a body tempering tool.
There was a clang sound, and there was another black sword box in front of Watson.
The young monk said quietly: "This is the sword box of the Demon-Conquering Sword. Now it belongs to you."
Watson opened it and saw a groove in the faintly glowing sword box. He picked up the Demon-Conquering Sword and placed it right between the grooves.
Sure enough, the epee originally had a sword box, but after a great battle, Yunqi Temple lost all traces of the sword box, and then it was enshrined at King Kong's feet.
"Walking to a water-poor place, sitting and watching the clouds rise?! Yes, it's interesting."
The young monk smiled and said: "You will use this demon-conquering sword tomorrow. The ghosts will not dare to pass through your body with him in hand. It will take ten days to clear the first floor."
Watson patted the sword box and said seriously: "As long as this junior can use the sword to subjugate demons, he will naturally eliminate all the demons and monsters here."
The young monk clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You clear the first floor, and I will tell you how to go back and give you a spiritual medicine to temper your body."
Watson nodded and asked seriously: "What about the second level? How long will it take the disciples?"
"The second floor?"
The young monk sighed and said, "With your current level of cultivation, I'm afraid it will take nearly half a year."
…
"Fortunately, it's not too late!"
Muttering, Watson opened his eyes, looked at the white fish belly on the horizon, and couldn't help shouting: "Senior, I won't let you down!"
Open your eyes and look around, where is the shadow of the little monk?
There was a sword box with a faint black light lying quietly in front of him, telling him that everything yesterday was real and not a dream.
Opening the sword box and stroking the four restraints on the Demon-Conquering Sword, Watson looked up to the sky and roared: "I'm coming! This time it's your turn to tremble!"
Taking out the Demon-Conquering Sword from the sword box with both hands, facing the morning wind under the abyss, Watson slashed out a sword to chase the wind.
Although he has not yet understood what it means to be light and heavy with a sword, the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand is no longer as heavy as a mountain.
Watson, blessed by the formless dharma body, has a more sacred aura than the Demon-Conquering King Kong of the past.
Even the abbot master at that time did not have the opportunity to practice the formless body, otherwise there would be no need to die together with thousands of demons.
He didn't ask the little monk any more questions, because he believed that as long as he cleared the first floor of ghosts, he would naturally get the answer he wanted.
…
It seemed that in order to kill the ghosts whose soul bodies were on the first level, he had to either comprehend the divine fire or use the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand to strike out with Zhui Feng.
No more being chased around by a group of black mist like yesterday.
It's just that he has to maintain his physical strength, otherwise his life will be in danger as long as he is exhausted.
I spent all my energy yesterday and I wonder if I killed a monster.
I wonder if I can kill more after breaking through to the Golden Core.
After passing through the magic circle on the stone wall, Watson lit a torch and inserted it into the incense burner, and quietly took stock of the environment in front of him.
He doesn't plan to leave the incense burner for the time being. He plans to observe here for a day and then go deeper tomorrow.
Holding the Demon-Conquering Sword in both hands and standing quietly with his back against the incense burner, he even heard his own heartbeat.
Even though he had been here yesterday, he still felt a little scared when he came back today.
In the endless darkness, the ghosts smelled Watson's breath, and then they let out low roars and flew towards where Watson was.
There were dark winds everywhere, whistling for a while, and once again Watson felt what it meant to be frightened and frightened.
Watson's face today was not as shocked as yesterday. He released his consciousness and locked onto the several streaks of black mist rushing towards him, silently clenching the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand.
He must kill the two black mists at the front in a short time, otherwise he will continue to escape.
Looking at the scene in front of him... is he planning the sequence of sword strikes? One sword to cut the snow, and another to chase the wind? Or the other way around?
When he moved the formless body and when he was no longer afraid of being swallowed by the black mist, he changed from a prey to a hunter.
He stood silently in front of the incense burner, and his hands could even feel the changing breath of the dark wind in the air.
This is the power of the Golden Core Realm, which has a completely different feeling from that of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Woohoo! There were cheers everywhere, and the ghosts in the abyss were cheering for the food in front of them.
Watson, who was holding his breath, took a step forward at the moment when the two black mist were about to pounce, and slashed out the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand at an extremely fast speed.
This sword is the first form of demon-conquering swordsmanship, chasing the wind with one sword!
With one slash of the sword, the demon will be subdued!
A ray of light cut through the dull air, and amid Watson's roar, it cut through the void and headed forward...
