Chapter 604: Rejection From Buddhism

Now that the powerful enemies have been killed, it is time to clean up the battlefield.

Not wanting to let the two heroes, the Wanshi Ants, suffer, Zhan Nianchuan slapped his spirit beast bag, and dozens of Wanshi Ants flapped their wings and flew up, surrounding Zhan Nianchuan tightly.

Looking at these dozens of spirit insects that exuded a brutal and violent aura, Meng Tingke and Hongren both took a breath of cold air, with a look of horror on their faces.

With their eyesight, they could naturally see the extraordinary features of these spirit insects. They were obviously ancient relics and extremely difficult to cultivate.

The next moment, a terrifying scene that made them shudder appeared.

Abnormal bulges suddenly appeared in the throats of Cao Meng and Zhan Nianchuan, and they kept moving upwards and changing into different shapes.

"Oh... Ugh..."

Cao Meng's eyes bulged, his big face flushed red, his mouth opened wide, and two bloody holes broke out at the corners of his mouth, and blood began to flow out.

His hands, veins exposed, grabbed his throat, as if he wanted to grab the object out, but he didn't dare to use force, and his appearance was terrifying.

On the other hand, Zhan Nianchuan, who was standing next to him, was sweating profusely on his forehead, his mouth was wide open, and his face looked a little ferocious because of too much force, but he was still much calmer and more composed.

As for the mask, he had thrown it aside.

Finally, after half a cup of tea.

Two Wanshi Ants crawled out of the throats of the two people one after another, and Cao Meng's one was stained with blood.

There was no doubt that the esophagus and throat were injured, and Zhan Nianchuan's one was smaller, and Zhan Nianchuan's physical strength and toughness far exceeded Cao Meng, so it did not cause any harm to him.

"Ahem..."

After a violent cough, Cao Meng spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and looked at Zhan Nianchuan who was wiping his sweat with hopeful eyes:

"Master, the God Devouring Bug should be gone."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Zhan Nianchuan answered unhappily, and then ordered all the Ten Thousand Devouring Ants to devour the bodies of Hu Weida and Yue Xiang.

The Ten Thousand Devouring Ants, which had been impatient for a long time, immediately rushed to the bodies of the two and began to gnaw them frantically. Soon, they gnawed everything of them clean, even the blood-stained soil.

Watching the bones and golden elixirs of the Jindan cultivators shattered under the gnawing of these spirit insects, Meng Tingke and Hongren couldn't help but look at each other in horror.

The teeth are too sharp.

The Ten Thousand Devouring Ants, which completed the task, circled and danced with satisfaction, and then returned to Zhan Nianchuan's spirit beast bag together.

The complete bodies and golden elixirs of the two late Jindan great perfection cultivators are of great benefit to these Ten Thousand Devouring Ants.

Zhan Nianchuan believed that as long as they were refined and absorbed, a considerable number of the Wanshi Ants would be able to fight against the cultivators in the foundation building stage alone. Even the cultivators in the early stage of the Jindan stage would have to flee in fear if they joined forces.

He had spent tens of millions of spirit stones, and it was time to reap the rewards.

"Thank you for saving my life, fellow Taoist. In the future, I will obey your orders." Hongren recovered from his shock, took a deep look at the overly young man in front of him, and then bowed deeply.

"Hongren, you are too polite. You are upright and upright, and you are a role model for cultivators all over the world to learn from." Zhan Nianchuan had a good impression of this monk.

Hongren hesitated for a moment, but still raised the question in his mind: "The roar you just made was magnificent and sharp, which seemed to be my Buddhist technique, but I saw that the technique you practiced was the Xuanmen Taoism. And you seem to have an aura that makes me very close, I wonder if you can help me solve my doubts?"

Meng Tingke and Cao Meng were both stunned, and both looked at Zhan Nianchuan. In addition to being shocked, they also had common questions in their hearts.

Good guy, not only is he practicing both Dharma and body, but he is also practicing Buddhist techniques?

Could it be that he sensed the Bodhi tree and the golden bowl? Zhan Nianchuan was secretly alert in his heart, but he immediately denied this possibility.

"Yes, I got this Buddhist technique from a Buddhist elder. As for why I can practice it, it is because I have the power of merit in my body." Zhan Nianchuan told him frankly.

The power of merit!

Meng Tingke and Hongren were both shocked, and the eyes they looked at Zhan Nianchuan became more and more friendly and gentle.

No wonder he was able to practice Buddhist techniques, it turned out to be this reason. It seems that he has done a lot of good things. You know, to give birth to a trace of merit in the body, at least thousands of people must be sincerely thanked, and you can't do anything that is not virtuous, otherwise the merit will quickly dissipate.

I didn't expect this guy to be decisive in killing, and he was full of evil spirits, but he was actually a living Bodhisattva. I really didn't see it. Meng Tingke muttered in her heart.

But thinking about who he killed and where he killed people, she also felt it was normal.

Let alone Yue Xiang and Hu Weida are both insidious villains, just talking about this ancient forbidden land, attacking each other for resources is a recognized principle of doing things. Here, even if you kill 10,000 people, no one will say you are wrong.

"So that's it, the donor has a predestined relationship with my Buddhist sect. The donor's body is so strong, and he has the power of merit. He was born to join my Buddhist sect." Hongren didn't want to miss such a good material and jade, and persuaded earnestly.

"Haha, forget it. I'm superficial and greedy..." Zhan Nianchuan refused with a smile.

He originally wanted to shirk his responsibility, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse. Unexpectedly, Hongren misunderstood him.

Glancing at Meng Tingke, who was slender and charming, Hongren thought he understood what Zhan Nianchuan meant. He shook his head and sighed, with a look of regret on his face, "What a pity, what a pity."

"What's a pity not to be a monk?" Zhan Nianchuan muttered in his heart, and then took out a bottle of elixir and asked, "Master Hongren, do you need elixir?

"No, there is plenty of spiritual energy here, and you just need to rest for a few days. "Hongren shook his head and refused.

Zhan Nianchuan nodded, threw a Xuan-level middle-grade healing pill to Cao Meng, and ordered him to protect him. Then he took one himself, found a flat ground to sit down, and began to refine the medicine to recover from his injuries.

Watching Hongren and Zhan Nianchuan start to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to repair their injuries, Meng Tingke walked around bored, and finally returned to the bottom of the stone steps, looking at the half-open stone hall door in front of him and sighed.

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