After coming down the mountain, Moriel turned back and glanced at Fangcun Mountain again. A hint of murderous intent flashed across his originally compassionate eyes, and the true meaning of reincarnation rippled around him. He stamped his foot, leaving a footprint at the foot of the mountain, and his whole person disappeared in an instant.
On the mountain, Mastiff Lingling was a little worried.
"Sir, none of those bald donkeys from the Buddhist community in the Western Region are good people. Do you want me to go as an old slave..." As she said this, the mastiff Lingling grinned slightly, revealing a sharp canine tooth.
"No need...he is a long-termer!" Chen Luo said lightly.
Now Chen Luo has the confidence to deal with a Bodhisattva who only has the second-level combat power. Even if there are three or five Bodhisattvas, he still has the first-level scholar Cui Shanque in his shadow. At least there is no problem in escaping.
If the opponent really dares to use first-class combat power, he only needs to resist for a moment to trigger Nanhuang's counterattack against Buddhism. Even for Buddhists, losing a first-level combat power must be painful.
Chen Luo naturally knew that this time he deliberately broke up with Moriel, and the Buddhists in the Western Regions would not let it go.
He uses himself as bait, and Moriel is the long-term one!
He just wanted to see what Buddhist things from the Western Regions could be caught in the water in the Southern Wilderness!
After all, the bloodline tide is coming, and the Confucian sect seeks out great Confucians to seek luck and canonize it. So why doesn't the Buddhist sect, which has a sect that takes advantage of advantage, not make some preparations?
Moreover, Moriel was obviously a first-grade Bodhisattva, but fell to the second-grade due to serious injuries. This perfectly fits the previous rumors that Ma Zuuri said that a seriously injured Bodhisattva was recuperating in the Southern Wilderness.
But according to the horse walking sun, there should be many such Bodhisattvas!
Is it internal strife within Buddhism or is there another reason?
This can't help but make Chen Luo curious!
…
Moriel shuttled through the void and was thousands of miles away from Fangcun Mountain in an instant.
From this trip to Fangcun Mountain, Moriel noticed that the owner of Fangcun Mountain had a deep dislike for Buddhism.
He can almost imagine that the next "Legend of White Snake" will definitely have more content aimed at Buddhism.
What's more, this is just "The Legend of the White Snake", what if there will be "The Legend of the Green Snake" and "The Legend of the Red Snake" in the future?
With the blessing of Emperor Qinglong, Bai Ze is confident!
Moriel couldn't help but feel a ball of anger in his heart.
I originally thought that Chen Luo from the human race would be the limit for secretly preaching about "Zen Buddha", but I didn't expect that Bai Mo would appear in Nanhuang.
This person is a monster, one is cutting off the root, and the other is stabbing. He is clearly an opponent. Why is he so cooperative in dealing with Buddhism in the Western Regions?
No, the mistake made by Chen Luo cannot be made again by Bai Mo. Once he is tolerated, it will become a serious problem in the future and must be solved as soon as possible!
Thinking of this, Moriel stretched out his finger, and the fingertip naturally broke, and blood with a golden halo flowed out. Moriel raised his finger, used blood as ink, and wrote a swastika out of thin air. The swastika took shape and was filled with golden light.
Then Moriel hit the swastika with his palm, and the golden swastika instantly shattered and turned into several streams of light, flying in different directions.
"The enemies of Buddhism must be destroyed with the power of thunder!" Looking at the dissipating golden light, Moriel clasped his hands together, "Enter reincarnation and never be reincarnated!"
…
"Follow your peacock ancestor and go to reincarnation!" A roar sounded, and a flame rose, instantly covering a third-grade Golden Pheasant. The Golden Pheasant screamed incessantly, but the flames became more intense. After a while, the Golden Pheasant was Sheng fell to the ground, and there was a ball of blood with a faint golden color floating in the flames.
Burning, who was seriously injured, put away the phantom of the Chongming Bird and the essence and blood of the Golden Pheasant. He watched the Golden Pheasant being gradually burned to ashes. He lost all strength and fell to the ground.
It is said that since Chen Luo's Jinwu bloodline was stabilized and the Fire Crow clan's bloodline awakened and they fled Wulan Mountain, Ranxin no longer allowed the clansmen to call him their clan leader.
If the Golden Crow is here, then the Golden Crow is the clan leader!
They gave up their plan to sneak to Daxuan and unanimously decided to look for Jinwu. After twists and turns of inquiry, they finally got the news that Jinwu was brought into the Qilin Territory, so they turned to the Qilin Territory without stopping.
But Jinwu already has the identity of Qilin Domain at this time. If they want to obtain such an identity, they must pay blood essence.
The current Fire Crow Clan does not pay attention to any natural or earthly treasures. Only the awakened Golden Crow bloodline in their bodies is more important than their lives. It would be better to kill them than to ask them to hand over their essence and blood.
So Ranxin discussed with the fire crows and made a decision: hunting for essence and blood.
The primary target is naturally the demon clan who has enmity with their Fire Crow clan.
Due to various problems, the Peacock Clan has currently closed the Colorful Immortal Realm, so the Golden Pheasant Clan, the number one accomplice in the destruction of Zhiyan Mountain, came into their sight.
For ten days, Ranxin led a group of little fire crows to carry out sneak attacks, ambushes, and stalking, and finally gathered the necessary blood essence. But the Golden Pheasant clan also noticed it, so they sent out the third-grade Great Sage Jin Lulu.
After a fight to the death, burning firewood and fighting for his life, he finally killed this enemy who had contaminated the lives of many Fire Crow tribesmen.
"Brother Xin, are you okay?" Randing, who had awakened the Luniao bloodline, ran from a distance with injuries on his body. He looked around and asked, "Where is Jin Lulu?"
Ranxin sat on the ground and exhaled loudly: "Do you still remember Jin Lulu's appearance?"
A trace of cruelty flashed across Ran Ding's face: "She was the one who killed my parents and turned them into ashes. I know them all!"
Ranxin pointed at the pile of ashes in front of him and said calmly: "Then go and identify the pile of ashes!"
Ran Ding was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Really?"
Ran Xin nodded and held up the blood essence he had just refined: "We have paid for our entry into the Qilin Territory!"
Ran Ding looked at the ball of essence and blood in Ran Xin's hand, with tears in his eyes, and laughed.
One day later.
More than seventy fire crows walked into the Qilin Territory, and then dispersed to the five Qilin cities.
They want to find the whereabouts of the Golden Crow and tell him that the Fire Crow Clan is still there!
Even if they only have the last few dozen clan members left, they are still waiting for the big day to reappear!
…
Mi Shen City.
"You two gentlemen, I can't guarantee whether the Golden Crow you are talking about is here. But back then, it was as hot as the sun!"
After accepting the huge fee from Burning Fire, the omnipresent sheep demon personally brought Burning Fire and Burning Cauldron to the door of a gorgeous mansion.
"It is said that the owner here has a close relationship with the Golden Crow. You can ask about it then." The sheep demon pointed to the door knocker on the door and gestured.
Ran Ding glanced at Burning Xin and was about to step forward, but was held back by Burning Xin: "I'll do it."
Ranxin walked to the door, straightened his clothes, picked up the door knocker and knocked nervously.
After a while, the door slowly opened, and a beautiful parrot girl stuck her head out from the crack of the door: "Who are you looking for?"
Ranxing bowed respectfully: "I am a member of the Fire Crow clan. I heard that Master Jinwu was here and came here to see me."
The parrot girl frowned and said sharply: "There is no Lord Jinwu here, you have found the wrong door." As he was about to close the door, Ranxin quickly stopped him and said again, "Then can I meet the owner of this place? "
"You can see the master as soon as you ask?" Parrot Girl said coldly, and then closed the door again. This time Ran Ding rushed up and blocked the door directly.
"You maid, we two brothers insist on meeting your master today!"
A look of anger flashed across the face of the parrot girl: "How dare you to come to my door and play rogue?"
With that said, the parrot girl shouted into the room: "Come here, someone is coming to make trouble!"
"A Ding!" Ran Xin pulled Ran Ding, but Ran Ding blinked at Ran Xin, "Brother Xin, if you make the matter bigger, you won't be afraid that his master won't come forward!"
As he spoke, Ran Ding stretched out his hand, and a fireball immediately condensed on his hand. He didn't want to hurt anyone, so he just threw it at the stone unicorn in front of the door, hoping to attract attention. As a result, a drop of water suddenly flew from behind and fell. On the fire ball in Ran Ding's hand, the fire ball was extinguished instantly.
Ranxin and Randing were startled, turned around, and saw a gorgeous carriage approaching.
"Master, you are back..." The parrot girl put the carriage on the carriage and immediately shouted, turning into a parrot and flying to the carriage with its wings.
"I said that these two young men actually dared to smash the Qilin stone statue in the Qilin domain. Who gave you the courage!" A crisp voice came from the carriage, and then the curtain rolled up. Brother Wuji wiped the clothes he had just bought. "Soup becomes a good product" while walking out of the car.
"Peacock!" Ranxin and Randing looked stunned. Although they couldn't see through Brother Wuji's changes, they couldn't hide that stinky temperament. This allowed them to recognize Brother Wuji's true form at a glance!
The so-called enemy was extremely jealous when they met. Before Ran Ding could take action, a bird song came from Ran Xin's throat, and then he turned into a flaming Chongming bird. He flapped his wings and flew away, causing Brother Wu Ji to fly away.
"Chongming Bird? Are you of the Golden Crow bloodline?" Brother Wuji also had a look of surprise. He didn't care about the burning burning. He directly reached out and grabbed burning burning's neck, brought it to him, and looked at it carefully.
"Oh, it's really a Chongming bird! Yes, it's quite beautiful!"
Burning Xin clearly felt that the strength of the peacock in front of him was infinitely stronger than his own, so he reluctantly shouted: "A Ding, run!"
Ran Ding, who could not run away at this time, immediately transformed into the form of a robin, condensed a huge fireball, and threw it at Brother Wuji, shouting: "Let him go!"
"Luniao? Well, it's a bit ugly!" Brother Wuji breathed out softly. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the huge fireball was extinguished instantly. The burning cauldron was also driven by the strong wind and hit the wall of the mansion directly.
"You..." Ranxin was a little crazy at this time. Are they going to die here?
Even death cannot make life easier for this peacock saint!
"Ading, go take the clan members away!" Ranxin shouted, and then his body began to swell.
"Damn it, you're destroying your bloodline! You're crazy!" Brother Wuji was startled, and five colors of light emitted from his body, immediately interrupting his fuel-burning action. Brother Wuji let go of his burning salary, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Don't do it, we're on our own!"
Ranxin returned to his human form, glanced at Randing who was not injured, and then looked at Brother Wuji: "Who is one of your own!"
Brother Wuji frowned, thought for a moment, and plucked a golden feather from behind his head: "This can be proved!"
"How can you prove anything..." Ran Ding was about to refute, but Ran Xin's eyes lit up and he reached out to interrupt Ran Ding. He looked straight at the feather. He could feel a trace of connection in the blood, which was a bit strange. He said with confidence: "Golden Crow...Yu?"
"Hmm..." Brother Wuji nodded, "It looked pretty, so I asked for one to make a headdress."
"You have never seen the Golden Crow. You have always heard that the feathers of the Golden Crow will be burned when they fall off. It is naturally the Golden Crow's own wish to preserve it so well. Can this be proven?"
"Can I... take a look?" Ranxin hesitated and said.
"Let's see if it works, but you have to brush it along and don't make the hair on it split!"
With that said, Brother Wuji handed the golden black feather to Ranxin, who carefully held it with both hands, and Randing also followed.
"If you are worried, burn it with fire. His hair is not afraid of fire!"
There is no need to burn it. When Burning Flame touches it, Burning Flame can confirm that this is Golden Crow Feather!
After thousands of years of waiting and inheritance from the Fire Crow Clan, he finally... saw a glimmer of hope!
"Your Excellency... what is your relationship with Master Jinwu?" Ranxin raised his head and looked at Brother Wuji respectfully, "Have you ever participated in the killing of Fire Crow?"
"Those ugly things have nothing to do with me! I don't share the same fate with them either!" Brother Wuji said disdainfully, then smiled, "As for my relationship with Jinwu? Of course, if he is good, so will I. .”
"How is he and you?" Ran Xin and Ran Ding looked at each other.
I didn't understand it, but I was shocked!
"Oh, let's go into the house and tell the story in detail. Jinwuji will tell you the story in detail." Brother Wuji waved his hand and was about to walk into the mansion. Suddenly he felt something in his heart and stopped.
Brother Wuji took out his transmission talisman, and saw the blood on the transmission talisman flashing. Brother Wuji sensed it for a moment and murmured: "Why did the commander send me a message?"
"Huh? Want me to help investigate the black market in Miushen City? It's so dangerous, so I won't do it. It won't be pretty if the fight gets dirty!"
"What? Give me ten bottles of 'Soup into a Product' as a reward afterwards? Tsk, tsk, tsk, no, you have to increase the price!"
While muttering to himself, Brother Wuji quickly replied: Twenty bottles!
At this time, you must take a hard pinch!
But that's twenty bottles. Does the City Lord's Mansion have that much in stock? Forget it, I can barely agree to fifteen bottles!
In almost a moment, Brother Wuji received a reply: Deal!
Damn, that’s sloppy!
I should have asked for twenty-five bottles if I had known earlier!
Forget it, twenty bottles of soup make one dish, that’s fine too! Mom... No, I want to make rice with soup!
Take this job!
…
Nameless Mountain.
Moriel's four disciples were standing in the corner with fear and fear, looking at the five Bodhisattvas not far away without daring to make a sound.
These are the Buddhist Bodhisattvas who hurried over after receiving the message from Moriel's seal. Like Moriel, they are all recuperating in the Southern Wilderness!
"Moriel, according to you, that square inch mountain white ink is determined to go against our Buddhist sect?" said a Bodhisattva who had half of his face rotten and seemed unable to cover it up with a golden body.
"Do you need me to repeat it again? Sullivan!" Morrill said, "I summoned you with a message from the Buddha's seal, not to ask you to question me, but to solve the problem!"
"I just don't understand why that little Bai Ze insists on going his own way and causing trouble for my Buddhist sect!" Bodhisattva Sullivan said hoarsely, "Did you, Moriel, have some delusional thoughts that others could see!"
"That's enough!" shouted a burly Bodhisattva, "We are all first-level Bodhisattvas. Even if we have any grudges over there, we are all from the same sect here!"
"Nanhuang can't throw it away! Our five deities still have some strength left, and there are still many Bodhisattvas who are seriously injured and unable to move. They are in urgent need of Nanhuang's incense and vows to heal their injuries!"
"This matter is important and must be resolved immediately!"
At this time, a Bodhisattva with half stunning face and half ugly face next to Sullivan Bodhisattva spoke with a soft female voice: "Is that Bai Ze's original intention, or is there support from the ancestral demon behind it?"
"Even the Azure Dragon Emperor?"
As soon as these words came out, the other Bodhisattvas fell silent.
No one knows their relationship with the Azure Dragon Emperor better than them.
The rumors are correct. Emperor Qinglong was enlightened by ancient Buddhism and is still fulfilling the ancient Buddhist mission.
"It's unlikely!" Moriel thought for a while, shook his head and said, "We have not harmed the interests of the ancestral demons. On the contrary, some of the ancestral demons have benefited from Buddhism. The ancestral demons in the Southern Wilderness will not wade into this muddy water! "
"As for Emperor Qinglong, he has endured it for tens of thousands of years. I don't think he will target our Buddhist sect at this time! There is no reason!"
After hearing Moriel's analysis, the Bodhisattvas nodded slightly.
So much the better!
At this time, the last Bodhisattva who had been silent said: "In my opinion, this matter should not be delayed! Cut the mess with a sharp sword!"
"If we had abandoned a few Bodhisattvas before, I'm afraid we wouldn't have suffered the same harm as the Great Mysterious Chen Luo today. This incident must never happen again in the Southern Wilderness!"
Moriel nodded: "What Brin Bodhisattva said is absolutely true!"
"I'm looking at Fangcun Mountain. Although Bai Mo is a fifth-grade warrior, he should have a third-grade combat power. There is a second-grade Mastiff Saint and a third-grade Horse Saint next to him."
"If we can send the Five Deceased Bodhisattva to take action, we should be able to capture him easily!"
The Five Decline Bodhisattva refers to the period of practice from the first-level Bodhisattva state to the Great Bodhisattva state. It corresponds to the seeking state of Confucianism and is comparable to the first-level peak state of the demon clan great sage.
"Five Declined Bodhisattva? No!" Nabulin Bodhisattva shook his head, "The bloodline tide is coming. Five Declined Bodhisattva is the hope to advance to the Great Bodhisattva. Now that it is exposed, it will cause too much damage to Buddhism."
"Besides, no senior brother is willing to take action at this time! Or, which one of you has enough face?"
Moriel laughed at himself. He naturally knew that they could not invite the Five Deceased Bodhisattvas.
Does he still not understand the Buddhist character?
It is said that it is to save all sentient beings, but in fact it is selfish.
The reason why we talk about the Five Decline Bodhisattvas first is simply that if things fail, we can complain that the Five Declines Bodhisattva didn't take action!
Several other Bodhisattvas also understood the situation and pointed it out directly, so that everyone could not take responsibility.
"Then I think it will take at least one first-grade person and three second-grade people to join forces to kill Bai Ze with confidence!" Moriel said his estimate.
"It's easy to talk about the three second-grade ones, but this one..." The burly Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment, "Over there with the Peacock Clan..."
"The Peacock clan has just lost a pinnacle member, and they are tracking the news of the Golden Crow. Now it is too attracting attention and is inappropriate." The female Bodhisattva said lightly.
"If the Elephant Clan is still there..." Bulin Bodhisattva shook his head mid-sentence and said no more.
The other Bodhisattvas tacitly agreed not to discuss the subject of the Elephant Clan. This was when Sullivan Bodhisattva suddenly smiled and said, "Why is this such a trivial matter so difficult for all of you!"
"Don't forget, we are in the Southern Wilderness, and there are many desperadoes!"
"Sullivan, where are you going to find a first-class desperado?" Morrill was about to retort, but suddenly he also reacted. Several Bodhisattvas looked at each other and instantly understood what Sullivan meant.
This is the Southern Wasteland. There is a place where there are really first-class desperadoes.
That is--
Southern Wasteland: Qilin Territory!
…
Kirin Domain.
Relying on his previous contacts as a messenger, Brother Wuji quickly connected with people in the underground black market.
This is normal. Most of the items that have passed the protection period in the hands of Wuwen Envoy are not visible to the light, and may not be applicable to Wuwen Envoy, so Wuwen Envoy naturally has channels to sell those things.
It was precisely in this way that Gan Tang found Brother Wuji.
In fact, there is nothing secret about the so-called black market in the Qilin Region. After all, those who can abandon their race and become the people of the Qilin Region all have their own unmentionable pasts.
Happiness is the same happiness, but misfortune is different in its own way.
Therefore, the Qilin Domain does not care about buying and selling some taboo items and reselling some sensitive information.
There is just one kind of behavior that Qilin Domain cannot tolerate.
That would bring trouble to Qilin Territory!
Before entering the Qilin Domain, all the mistakes I made were eliminated as soon as I entered, and I was free under the protection of the Qilin King.
But after entering the Qilin Territory, he continued to cause trouble, but in the end the Qilin Territory took the blame, and the Qilin Territory could not tolerate it.
It was the same thing that Gantang asked Brother Wuji to check!
At this time, Brother Wuji frowned, with a look of disgust on his face.
Why do shady transactions take place in filthy slums?
It simply tarnishes your own beauty!
But thinking about how "the soup will become a first-class product" after it is completed, I decided to endure this sigh!
…
"Dear guest, this is it!" Standing in front of a thatched house, the little lamb leading the way said with a simple and honest face, "You can go in, I can't go in. If you hear something that you shouldn't listen to, the little one won't survive the night."
"Well, I reward you!" Brother Wuji flicked his fingers, and a piece of moonstone fell into the hands of the little lamb. The little lamb understood and immediately pushed the door open for Brother Wuji.
"You can see with your eyes!" Brother Wuji nodded approvingly. The doorknob looked very dirty, so he was unwilling to touch it.
Walking into the thatched house, under the dim light, an old-looking sheep demon slowly raised his head, glanced at Brother Wuji, and said tremblingly: "Second-grade Peacock Monkey King? I wonder what's the matter with your visit?"
"Are you placing an order or taking an order?"
Brother Wuji casually took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully on the chair. While wiping it, he said, "I don't have enough money for my beauty salon. I want to find some work to supplement it!"
"Hehehehe... Don't worry, Great Sage, my work here is all good work!" The sheep demon said, taking out a stone slab from under the table and placing it on the table, "Please, Great Sage, understand."
Brother Wuji understood that this slate was a treasure to test whether he had the Qilin Guard's mark on his body.
"Be careful!" Brother Wuji stretched out his hand, and a blast of evil energy hit the stone slab, which immediately emitted a green light.
Seeing that Brother Wu Ji passed the test, the sheep demon smiled again: "Your Excellency, please take a seat!"
"Wait a minute!" Brother Wuji wiped the chair inside and out again, then he felt relieved and sat down.
"Great Sage, please see, here is the current task list!" As he said that, the sheep demon handed Brother Wuji a brochure, and Brother Wuji started to flip through it.
"Abduct the top-ranked girl from Tianxiang Pavilion in Yuyuan City, Golden Lotus, and the reward will be one hundred thousand and two months of precious stones..."
"Steal any third-grade Great Sage-level body, and the reward will be five hundred thousand two-month precious stones..."
"Kill the Flying Sky Monkey, obtain the essence and blood, and the reward will be 600,000 taels of precious stones..."
Brother Wuji frowned and threw the pamphlet in his hand casually: "It's just a small fight, is there anything bigger?"
"The kind that complements my beauty."
The sheep demon said with a smile: "You are joking, of course there are bigger jobs, but... the risks are high!"
Brother Wuji snorted: "Are you questioning my strength?"
The sheep demon quickly waved his hand and asked tentatively: "You are not an expert sent by the Qilin Guard, are you?"
Brother Wuji shrugged: "You have been in Qilin Territory for many years, right? Have you ever heard of Qilin Guards asking outsiders to help?"
"Taking a step back, even if I am really from the Qilin Guard, as you have seen, I have not left my name in the Qilin Register. If there is really good work, I don't mind doing it."
"Are you satisfied with this answer?"
The sheep demon nodded: "What you said makes sense!"
"It's the little old man who thinks too much."
"But there really isn't anything that catches your eye right now. Just leave your name and I'll find you again!"
Brother Wuji waved his hand: "There's no need to leave a name. This place is too dirty. If there's anything to do, just put a colorful flower at the intersection and I'll know!"
With that said, Brother Wuji stood up to leave, but suddenly a messenger butterfly flew in and landed in the hands of the sheep demon.
The sheep demon checked the information in Spirit Butterfly and frowned.
"One more person is left..." The sheep demon raised his head and looked at Brother Wu Ji who was almost at the door. He thought about it quickly and said, "Great Sage, stop!"
"It's a coincidence, there's really a big job!"
"But this is a big job. Even if you just listen to the mission content, you will be required to swear an oath in your blood and never leak it. Are you still willing to listen?"
Brother Wuji raised his eyebrows: It looks like it’s really a big job!
However, let alone the Qilin King, Gantang could break the blood-coagulating oath with the help of the Qilin Beast Blood Array.
At that moment, Brother Wu Ji turned around, stretched out his hand happily, forced out a drop of blood, and said the oath according to the normal oath. The general idea is that you don’t have to accept it after hearing it, but it will never be spread outside!
Seeing Brother Wuji's happy expression, the sheep demon also nodded with satisfaction.
"One first-grade, three second-grade, join forces to attack the target!"
"The target has a fifth-level cultivation level, and there is a second-level and a third-level bodyguard."
"After the matter is completed, each person will pay for a flesh-and-blood divine weapon of the corresponding grade! The deposit is one third-grade flesh-and-blood divine weapon per person."
In other words, the reward is one piece of first-grade flesh and blood divine weapons, three pieces of second-grade flesh and blood divine weapons, and four pieces of third-grade flesh and blood divine weapons.
Brother Wuji frowned: "Such a generous reward? Kill a fifth-grade person? Who?"
Damn, I’m really excited!
"Tonight at 6 o'clock on the moon, there is a mountain three hundred miles east of the city. The guests will be waiting at the top of the mountain. Let's talk about the details!"
"I'll be there on time!"
Brother Wuji nodded, turned around and left the thatched house!
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