Chapter 139: The Deal with the Fortune Teller, Wuqing Is Not Dead?

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As the sun breaks.

Mu Qin opened the door. The woman who was so drunk on the mountain last night to relieve her hangover and worries was completely gone. She had a cold expression on her face at the moment. She nodded lightly towards the two people who had been waiting in front of the door and sat down. Getting on Li Tianyu's expensive chariot, the wheels turned and rolled over the yellow soil, gradually leaving the Buddhist city.

Only a few lines of car prints remain.

The interior of the chariot is also extremely luxuriously decorated. Each of the four corners of the chariot is inlaid with a piece of jewelry from different regions. There are also many mysterious lines on the car body, which looks very mysterious and beautiful.

Each of these lines is worth a sky-high price. They are the top formations in the world. Among them, there are even formations such as the Escape Formation, which can travel through most of Lingtian Continent in an instant. Of course, the price is also very high. If you use it once, it will be enough. Consume at least twenty mountains of spiritual stones.

Or drain the spiritual energy of thousands of monks in an instant.

However, after the spiritual energy was exhausted, both the formations and the spiritual stones had lost their effectiveness. Li Tianyu felt uncomfortable. He had spent such a high price to ask the formation master from Baiyu to carve such an advanced formation. But before I had time to use it, I couldn't use it anymore.

During driving, the interior of the cabin was very stable, with almost no shaking at all.

This carriage is more than enough to accommodate seven people. Now that three people are sharing the same carriage, the space is naturally spacious.

As the chariot drove out of Buddha City.

Inside the carriage, there was silence.

Mu Qin closed her eyes and rested.

Si Nian did not ask the doubts in his heart.

Everything, just pretend nothing happened.

"This trip to Jiuxiang Temple and the incense together have made a breakthrough. When I return from the trip to the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit, I will start trying to condense the body of incense."

Mu Qin said suddenly.

Even if she knew that Xiang Huo would die together, she would still go on.

until……

The moment of true death.

She had no choice but to retreat. The ninety-nine steps of Wenxinqiao made her very clear about her current situation. The drunkenness yesterday was her last luxury.

As she said that, she glanced at Si Nian. She was different from her disciple. She was not the founder. Although there was a golden body of hers in the Hemu temples all over Lingtian Continent, they had the same cause and effect. Since Mu Qin inherited it, If it doesn't happen, there will be less of it falling on her.

She can retreat at any time, and even before retreating, she can enjoy the blessings of incense to the maximum extent.

"The Summit of Ten Thousand Immortals, it's really exciting." Li Tianyu opened the curtain and looked out of the car, "If we want to go, it seems...it's almost time to leave."

"But there is no rush." ​​Mu Qin said calmly: "There are still two years to go. It will be good to start in one year."

She looked at Si Nian and said:

"Today's incense, even if there is no breakthrough, is barely enough. I will leave the practical application of the power of incense to you, so you can spend some time on it."

"As for the way forward, you don't have to worry."

Mu Qin's voice was calm.

Si Nian nodded, "Yes."

While speaking, Li Tianyu looked back at Fucheng and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He asked: "Chief Immortal, what do you think of this Buddhist city?"

Mu Qin thought of the figure climbing the Buddhist altar, and then thought of himself again, and sighed, how similar they were.

"I don't feel good about committing banditry and misfortune in the name of Buddha without the slightest bit of Buddhist dharma." Mu Qin said lightly.

"Sister, where are you?" Li Tianyu looked at Si Nian

Si Nian thought for a moment, "It's not that good. If we say there are good people, there are certainly some. It's just that most of the people I see are numb and ignorant. It's a pity for that monk. He..."

"We can't save Buddha City."

Hearing this, Li Tianyu finally smiled, "Yeah, he can't save Buddha City."

"but……"

"Someone can."

His eyes twinkled, and the smile on his lips became even wider.

Fingers tapped lightly on the table. Just now he was just testing the tone of the two of them, and he was afraid that what he did next would make them unhappy.

Now it seems that I have been worrying too much.

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Buddha City.

A storm was coming, and the weather was not good today. It was already dark just after noon. As a result, during the New Buddha Conference in the afternoon, the majestic scene where the golden sun shone and the Buddha's light abounded did not appear. It was really a pity.

As for the New Buddha Conference, it is a major event in Buddha City.

After this meeting, the Buddhist city returned to order, and there was no more rebellion. The original thirteen temples increased to seventeen, all of which were orthodox and shared in the study of Buddhism.

In the evening, seventeen temples shouted impassionedly to the people that the Buddha has returned to the Buddha City and that the Buddha has always been in the Buddha City.

This time, an eminent monk with profound insights into Buddhism was actually invited to explain to the people one by one why the Buddha was in the Buddhist city.

Finally, substantial evidence was produced.

The big earthquake the day before yesterday is the best evidence that the Buddha is in Buddha City.

Buddha was angry.

I'm angry at how disrespectful the world is towards it. Dare to question its existence.

As soon as these words came out, the people below were instantly frightened, and they used the most vicious words to curse the blasphemer who had once climbed to the Fourteenth Stage with his life.

After the New Buddha Conference.

At night.

The sky was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. It had obviously rained in the afternoon, but the dark clouds in the sky had not faded.

The sentry in charge of the sentry climbed up to the sentry tower while swearing. The sentry tower was made of wood and was relatively sturdy. He had just passed by an inn and used coercion and inducement to steal a lot of food. It was a long night and there were many ways to relieve the boredom. matter.

Climbing up to the sentry tower, he took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket and took a bite from time to time, complaining about today's weather. It was so damn weird. Why, could it still thunder?

Just as he was muttering, unexpectedly, there was thunder in the sky. The sound was loud and sudden. He was so frightened that he almost choked on a peanut. He squeezed his throat several times before he could barely spit it out.

At this time.

It was already raining lightly, and he suddenly felt a little cold.

Rumble——

Another thunder and lightning flashed.

"Um?"

The sentry rubbed his eyes, feeling that he might have been dazzled just now, but for some reason, he still opened his eyes wide and looked hard into the darkness outside the Buddha City.

Rumble——

It was at this time.

Another lightning flashed suddenly.

In those short few seconds, the sky and the earth were as bright as day.

The sentry's pupils slowly contracted, and with the help of those few seconds of lightning, he saw a horrifying scene.

Outside Buddha City.

There are countless soldiers wearing black armor, marching towards the Buddha City in an orderly manner!

Dark.

There are too many to see clearly.

"Enemy attack!!"

"enemy--"

call out--

The sentry's throat was pierced by a flying arrow.

Outside Buddha City.

"charge!"

A general with a beard on his face shouted.

Suddenly.

Mountains and rivers shake.

The earth moved.

In comparison, even Thunder, which is known as the "power of heaven", is a bit bleak.

far away.

In the carriage, Li Tianyu's eyes were leisurely, and he stretched his hand out of the window, letting the drizzle fall on his palm.

He clenched his fists hard, trying to grasp the drizzle firmly in his hands.

"I wonder if my 300,000 private soldiers can capture the Buddha City?" He said to himself, and then smiled contemptuously. Not to mention the Buddha City, if there were no monks to intervene, these 300,000 private soldiers would be able to take over the Buddha City. He can also take down the Litian Dynasty.

Nothing else.

These private soldiers were obtained from his transaction with the divine fortune teller.

Not an ordinary soldier, but a "corpse soldier" who is absolutely obedient, not afraid of pain, and extremely powerful.

The divine fortune teller comes from the divine fortune teller sect. As the first-class sect in Fuyao, his reputation is very resounding. All the disciples in the sect are extremely intelligent. The divine fortune teller sect has an iron rule, which is to trade at equal value and not to seek advantage through scheming.

The Eight Thousand Golden Core Cavalry is certainly powerful, but in this day and age, who is not afraid of taking a three-pointer?

But if it is too much on the table, the deterrent effect is naturally great, but for Li Tianyu, it is a bit useless. If he wants to find it, he can spend some effort in a few years to find a few strong men in the God Transformation Realm, and he can reorganize it. .

The 300,000 corpse soldiers are different, very different. They do not possess any cultivation skills. They are existences between mortals and monks. If they are mixed into the mortal army, they can be used on the battlefield to plunder luck.

If you take a step back, you can also form a formation to surround and kill the monks.

Li Changxiao's repeated gains on the battlefield were due to the "corpse soldiers" at hand. Facts have proved that he did not lose in this transaction. He won the favor of his father, sent Jiuxiang Temple and his party, and worked with Mu Qin and others established a good relationship and came into contact with the secrets of Xianghuo Yiyi.

What's more important is that such a huge army is completely secret. The capture of Buddha City this time can be used as a retreat if necessary.

Of course, corpse soldiers also have many shortcomings, such as short lifespan. These corpse soldiers come from the Corpse Puppet Sect and are products from three hundred years ago. Strictly speaking, they are "failures."

It should have rotted away.

However, it was accidentally preserved, and the reason for preservation is unknown.

...

Li Changxiao did not leave the Eighteenth Prison. After drinking all the wine he had brought, he started walking back and forth between the seventeenth and eighteenth floors.

After searching for a long time, he finally found an oil lamp in the corner. He lit the oil lamp with a fire stick, and then took the oil lamp to light another one.

The light returned to the seventeenth and eighteenth floors.

Li Changxiao stretched out, patted the dust off the ground, and fell asleep on the ground.

Activating the secret method is indeed a very energy-consuming thing.

He was really sleepy.

He didn't know how long he had slept. He slowly opened his eyes, stretched out, and reached out for the wine gourd out of habit. Even though he found that the wine gourd was light and light to the touch, he still took a chance and unscrewed the wine gourd. Plug, held high and shaken quickly.

Half a day passed, and still not a drop of wine came out.

He put away the gourd slyly and finally gave up this thought completely.

He started to count his fingers, thinking about what he had to do. The first step was, of course, to purify all the mysterious sounds in his body and then absorb them.

Although these two thousand or so mysterious sounds cannot change one's talent, they can definitely greatly improve one's realm of cultivation. After purifying and absorbing them all, and then using sleep to replenish spiritual energy, one can definitely reach the peak of Nascent Soul.

In addition, the increase in combat power must also be huge. The old monk's three natal mysterious sounds have become his most lethal trump card.

Although his Dameng Sword Intent is strong, its lethality is too low.

After purifying Xuanyin and improving his cultivation, he can also read Buddhist scriptures and learn Buddhist techniques. He didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with so many advanced things before.

There are really many things to do.

In addition.

He also wants to spend time studying the new path of ghosts. His understanding is not good, so he can only do his best.

As he thought about it, he leaned on the bridge of inquiry and couldn't help sighing that there are still many things to do.

People are on the road.

They can't stop, but except for a few necessary things, other things are all ranked behind drinking, eating and sleeping.

He habitually wanted to drink again, but still couldn't drink. In the next period of time, he didn't plan to leave the Eighteen Prisons, so he was destined to have no wine to drink recently...

Oh.

That's right.

Not necessarily, there is Yu Luosha, he can ask her to help him steal wine.

Li Changxiao thought about it and nodded seriously. Raising ghosts for a thousand days, using ghosts for a moment.

The Eighteen Prisons were silent.

Li Changxiao pondered for a while, then looked at the mirror lying quietly on the ground, his eyes gradually became deep.

However, there is one thing that should be put first.

"Senior Wuqing, don't hide."

He said lightly.