And if it's just a fight, the demon cultivator's body is the best weapon, but if it's cultivation, most demon cultivators are not as intelligent as humans. In addition to the ancient bloodline having great advantages on the path of cultivation, low-level bloodlines want to To embark on a higher path, you can only polish it with time.
However, the lifespan of low-level bloodlines is not very high among the demon clan. The higher the bloodline level, the longer the lifespan, but the corresponding growth cycle is also longer.
Moreover, after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the advantages brought by ancient bloodline are gone. The Yuan Shen realm cannot be achieved simply by accumulation.
As for the demon cultivators, most of them are good at tempering their bodies. The soul has always been a weak point. Many demon cultivators only make up for this after transforming.
The reason why his predecessor died was because his body was too strong but his soul was too weak to resist such strange curses.
Then, the halo of Buddha's light behind Su Ming shined brightly, and a little thought in his heart condensed on the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows. The divine light in his eyes gathered together, like the sun and moon shining together, floating in the sky.
The light of Yuan Shen shone back on himself, and he suddenly felt that there was darkness before him, no sun or moon, no sound, no temperature, and it was chaotic. After a while, a little light slowly rose up, shining brightly, warm and bright.
Immediately afterwards. A Tathagata appeared in his eyes, with a golden lotus seat under it. Sanskrit chants by the Buddha resounded through the void. The relics flew up and hung behind the Dharma. Thin gold threads hung down like necklaces. They were golden, sparkling, and brilliant. Dazzling.
The golden Buddha flame illuminates the sky and burns all things.
Finally, the Tathagata's body turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the aura behind Su Ming.
"It is worthy of being a relic left by an eminent monk. It has profound Buddhist charm. He should have been a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk during his lifetime, or even a half-step Nascent Soul. However, he died in the hands of the imperial court."
"However, this just happened to be an advantage for me," a smile appeared on Su Ming's face, and his mind gradually relaxed. He became the Great Zhou Imperial Master, shouldered the fate of the dynasty, and shared the prosperity and loss of the old emperor. How could there be no benefits?
Therefore, Su Ming has no shortage of training resources, and he also has some magical secrets. However, now that he is a half-step soul, Su Ming does not like many things.
The Taoist skills are intertwined with his Great Sun Tathagata Mantra. If he wants to cultivate both Buddhism and Taoism, he will have to expend a lot of energy, and his luck value is limited, so he cannot spend it on this.
As for the Buddhist techniques, including the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra and the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Seal, those techniques in the Great Zhou Treasure House were either incomplete or too low-level, so he didn't want them.
However, some killing techniques and alchemy tips were of great use to him, and he also took two of the few magic weapons in the treasure house.
At this moment, there was a string of Bodhi rosary beads in his palm. The beads were round and jade-like, exuding a delicate fragrance. They were engraved with strange lines, full of brilliance, and extremely extraordinary.
This object was polished from the heart of a Bodhi tree that has been around for thousands of years. It was once the inherited Buddhist treasure of a certain Buddhist sect. It also had a set of formations that matched it. Later, the sect was destroyed by the Xuanjing Division. This treasure Together with the formation, it was also included in the treasure house, and it was considered the best item in the treasure house.
Another magic weapon is called the Wusheng Sword. There is no life under the Wusheng Sword. This sword was once the sword of the Wusheng Taoist, the famous Wusheng Sword Sect leader of the Demon Sect. It is unknown how many bloody sins it has been stained with.
But forty years ago, the Wusheng Sword Sect fought with the Xuanjing Division. During the battle, the sword was severed by the mirror master of the Xuanjing Division at that time, and the Wusheng Taoist also died on the spot.
Later, it was recast by the Great Zhou Dynasty, and its power was greatly reduced. However, it was still a rare killing treasure. However, because this sword was too heavy-killing and its durability was unknown, all subsequent sword masters failed to end well, so it was sealed in the treasure house.
But Su Ming was fearless. He spotted this sword in the treasure house at a glance and kept it in his dantian for cultivation. Apart from this, there were no other treasures suitable for him in the treasure house.
Of course, the things in the Great Zhou Treasure House are not considered to be high-quality products. The really good things are all in the inner treasury of Emperor Shenwu. It is a pity that we can't get in now.
"Huh? Someone is coming." Su Ming's mind moved slightly, feeling the strange energy, and waved his hand to disperse the formation that enveloped the Imperial Master's Mansion.
In the street far away, Chen Faxuan showed his figure, looking a little surprised. He didn't expect that even though he was hiding his Qi, he would still be discovered. Fortunately, he came here without any malicious intent.
He walked slowly and arrived in front of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. At this moment, the gate of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion had been opened. Chen Faxuan smiled softly and stepped into the mansion. Then the door slowly closed.
"Sir, please!" Behind the gate, a calm and natural monk in gray clothes stood waiting. He was Monk Wangchen. After ascending the ladder to heaven, Su Ming was given a mansion, so Monk Wangchen usually took care of all matters in the mansion, and he also acted as a monk who knows guests.
Seeing Monk Wangchen, Chen Faxuan just glanced at him and saw clearly his pure Buddhist foundation. He couldn't help but admired loudly, "I didn't expect that besides the Imperial Master, there would be a true Buddhist disciple like you in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. It's rare. It’s rare!”
But in fact, how could he not know the origin of Monk Wangchen? But he was surprised when he saw it with his own eyes. It is not difficult for him to transform into a ghost cultivator and reshape his body, but what is difficult is to accumulate such a pure and strong foundation in the process of transformation and rebirth.
In his opinion, the foundation of Monk Wangchen in front of him is no worse than that of the true disciples of Shaolin Temple. As long as he continues to practice, he will be a true Nascent Soul cultivator in less than a hundred years.
"Your Majesty, that's a compliment, please!" Monk Wangchen's eyebrows were full of indifference and he made an invitation gesture. Chen Faxuan smiled softly and stepped forward.
Along the way, he seemed to be admiring the scenery of the house, but actually he was a little surprised, because he felt the faint Buddhist charm in the air, and even the plants and trees here were in harmony with the heaven and earth, exuding vitality all the time. Vitality is refreshing.
On the pavilion.
The windows are decorated with apricot blossoms and lined with frost stones.
Carved beams, painted buildings, and pavilions can be seen everywhere.
Under the clear light, the wind blows in all directions, and it is beautiful.
Arriving here, Monk Wangchen stopped and stopped moving forward. Chen Faxuan straightened his dharma crown and stepped slowly into an attic.
Near the window, Su Ming was dressed in moon-white monk robes, with a string of rosary beads in his hand. He had a handsome air. He knelt down on the couch. When he saw Chen Faxuan coming, a warm smile appeared on his face, "Xuan Jing." The mirror envoy came to my humble abode, but I hope you will forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar."
The moment he saw Su Ming, Chen Faxuan's heart really stirred up a storm. This man's cultivation level was actually higher than his!
When he met Su Ming for the first time, what he saw was not a person, but a Buddha. It was perfect, bright, and peaceful, which made people yearn for it. But when he looked closely, he was still the same person. He was in harmony with the heaven and earth just sitting there. Still as still as a mountain, calm and calm.
"As expected of being the national master who ranks first on the Heavenly Ladder Ranking and second on the Earthly Ranking, he truly deserves his reputation!"
