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Chapter 157 It's a waste of time, go to Daqian
The immortal roared through the sky!

Chu Linyang raised his head to the sky and roared, it was the roar of a human immortal, its sound resonated with the heaven and the earth, the galaxy poured down, the void trembled, and the universe was shattered.

It was as if the sun was shining across the sky, and the sky was full of energy and blood, and the tens of miles around were immediately filled with the spirit of fisting and yang.

The countless ghosts and evil things in the command flag turned into wisps of green smoke as if they were directly burned by the real fire of the big sun for three days and three nights, and disappeared in an instant.

The sky was clear, the fourteen corpse emperors and the three mummy-like veterans persisted for three moments, and then they exploded suddenly under the infusion of endless power, ending up dead without a whole body.

The air waves brought up by the roar were mixed with the Qi and blood of Zhiyang, like an overwhelming tsunami, slapping fiercely on the void and illusion arranged by Qiankun Budai.

After a terrifying twist and shake of the illusion, it finally shattered under waves of rolling air currents, exposing the old lair of Wu Gui Dao.

In fact, it doesn't matter anymore, under the blow of Chu Linyang's immortal, the way of witches and ghosts has become a thing of the past, leaving only ruined walls and broken arms all over the place.

And in a place far away suddenly burst out a wave of Qi and blood of a great martial arts master, and came towards this side quickly.

Monk Jingren, one of the [-] peak masters of the former Great Zen Temple?
Chu Linyang's thought flashed, but he didn't take it to heart.

Well, here's one more person lingering.

Chu Linyang looked not far away faintly, and felt a breath as weak as a candle in the wind, but it was not completely extinguished after all.

Under the protection of the command flag, the black and thin Taoist who looked like a dying person survived the roar of Chu Linyang's immortal.

But seeing the tattered and tattered Lingqi and the black air on it that was too dim to detect, one knew how much he had paid to survive this wave.

"Hahahahaha, the Wannian Foundation of Wugui Dao was destroyed by me, come on, let's destroy it together!"

The black and thin Taoist let out a laugh like weeping blood, and the soul of the ghost fairy realm melted into the palm-sized command flag.

"Ten thousand ghosts gathering demons, the corpse of the heavenly corpse, the corpse of the emperor of the ancient times, all gods and gods, the Supreme Demon Lord, descend!"

He even summoned the Supreme Demon Lord in the God of War Sutra at the cost of his own soul flying away.

The soul of a ghost fairy is equivalent to a hundred thousand ghosts of ordinary people, and the nature is even more different. This sudden slap of the command flag seems to have taken a big tonic pill.

There was a violent shaking, and a black air as thick as the breath of the abyss gushed out of it, turning into a head the size of a small hill.

This head looks like a bull's head, with two circling horns, shaped like a bull's horns. This head has a huge snout, fangs looming, and two eyes that seem to be open or closed.

Bursts of ancient prehistoric, desolate, simple, vast, and ancient aura faintly emanated from this head.

It seems that the whole world is faintly dragged back to the ancient times when the holy emperor determined the human way.

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

The huge head suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty will to fight in the eyes, and the fearless and supreme thoughts swept in all directions.

"Humph!"

Chu Linyang snorted disdainfully, stood in the void, looked at the huge head, with some sarcasm on his face:
"Even if this so-called Supreme Demon Lord appeared in front of him completely, he would be blown away by me. How dare he show off a mere half-real head?!"

Chu Linyang's face was calm, and his white palm suddenly stretched out and pushed out. His whole body was like a giant dragon roaring and a giant elephant neighing.

"Dragon Elephant Seal!"

Where the dragon and the elephant are intertwined, the boundless force suddenly rises, and between the heaven and the earth, there is a vastness, and there is light and brightness everywhere, and the masculinity is full of heaven and earth.

"Ho, ho, immortal!"

The Supreme Demon Venerable roared frantically, there might be some hidden existence communicated between life and death, and finally spit out two words completely.

Terrified, shocked, desperate, but it was too late.

Under the palm print, the dark devilish energy all over his body exploded directly, and the "God of War Demon Physique", which was strong enough to compete with the peak of the Martial Saint, was directly blown up under this tyrannical and terrifying bombardment.

And the small Lingqi, which is the foundation of the existence of the supreme demon, was also shattered under Chu Linyang's white palm, and countless fragments flew around, completely turning into waste.

The boulders were turned into powder under the strong force, and the dust was blown up by the hurricane.

Suddenly, a very strong incense power overflowed from the fragments of the command flag, and then disappeared out of thin air in an instant, and was directly absorbed by the system.

When the system is turned on, a series of information streams follow:

[Destroy Wu Gui Dao Supreme Demon Lord, get 80 source points. 】

[Destroy Wugui Dao suzerain Yu Wutong, and get 30 source points. 】

[Destroy the elder Wu Guidao and get 50 source points. 】

[Destroy the Witch Ghost Dao Corpse Emperor and get 20 source points. 】

[Destroy one ghost, get ten source points. 】

【[-] Units of Absorbing Incense Wish Power】

【Source: 9823400】

[Incense Wish Power 320 Two Units]

Seeing this, Chu Linyang's eyes flashed, and more than 1 thoughts flew away in all directions, sweeping across the entire plain like a catastrophe.

Soon, the golems of the Supreme Demon Lord enshrined in countless houses and altars cracked, shattered, and fell.
The huge amount of incense and vows emitted by the system were absorbed and transformed by all who came, and turned into extremely pure vows of sentient beings, which became Chu Linyang's accumulation for practicing the future non-life sutra.

【[-] Units of Absorbing Incense Wish Power】

[A total of 520 units of incense and wish power]

Chu Linyang nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the over five hundred incense vows. These incense vows were enough for him to cultivate to the ninth level of the Future Unborn Sutra.

Ninety-nine returns to one, and the incarnation of Doum Xuanling, the true god, can also become a real immortal soul, and it is not far from the tenth highest level of condensing the future master.

The difficulty of condensing the future master is no less than that of condensing a Yangshen magic weapon, or even more difficult.

Because some rare materials have disappeared in the Great Thousand World, you need to go to the outer sky or the small world left by the ancient strong to find them.

And Chu Linyang's condensed future master has a great advantage that he can exchange some rare materials directly from the system, without having to spend time and energy searching everywhere.

This will save him a lot of invalid time, the premise is that there must be sufficient source points, the current source points are far from enough.

Putting the avatar aside first, Chu Linyang turned around, looked at the monk who was rushing in the distance, and stood quietly, like a demon god looking down on the world.

This monk is wearing a black gold cassock, with a red face, big hands and feet, and a burly figure. His age seems to be in the stage of transition from youth to middle age.

While running, he walks like a dragon and walks like a tiger, full of strength. He is a great master of martial arts who takes a fierce line.

But when Chu Linyang turned his gaze, he was attracted by a pocket on the monk's back.

This bag is neither silk nor linen, and the color is very strange, it seems to be leather, but it is not any kind of animal skin. The more you look at it, the more you feel that the material of the bag is human skin!
This big bag is tightly bound by a rope, which seems to be a tendon, and it seems that it is not an animal's tendon, but a human tendon.

A trace of huge pure yang power faintly escaped from the pocket.

"Qiankun cloth bag!"

In the original book, it can be said to be the Yangshen magic weapon that helped the protagonist Hong Yi the most in the early stage. It can store things and travel through the void. Now the general outline of the Tathagata Sutra is also hidden in this membrane.

Among them, there is one-fifth of the accumulation of the Great Zen Temple for thousands of years. Gold, silver, silk, rice and other materials are piled up like hills, and there are countless weapons and armors.

This massive amount of supplies is definitely what a dynasty ruler or a rebel boss wants most.

As for the Qiankun cloth bag, what Chu Linyang valued most was its ability to travel through the void, and he didn't care about these materials that were enough to build a dynasty.

"Yu Wutong, the three elders?!"

In less than half a cup of tea, the burly monk had already arrived not far away, and he looked around in shock at the purgatory-like scene.

Then he looked in disbelief at the young man in front of him who seemed to be no older than twenty.

Was that immortal aura just now him?
How could there be such a young immortal?

Even if it is the reincarnation of the ancient Yang God, it is absolutely impossible to become an immortal at such a young age!
Simply incredible!
You must know that compared with Taoism, every step of martial arts is extremely difficult, and it is definitely not easy to achieve!

Just like him, being able to enter one of the ancient holy places, the Great Chan Temple, shows that his aptitude is very good.

Moreover, there is no shortage of training resources in the Great Zen Temple. Then, after more than 30 years of practice, he has only reached the Great Master, which is far behind the martial arts saints, and even a thousand miles away from the immortals.

How can a young man not be shocked by a state that he may not be able to reach in this life.

"Your Excellency did everything here?!"

Chu Linyang didn't comment, and said indifferently: "Are you the Jingren monk of the Great Chan Temple?"

The burly monk, that is, Monk Jingren's heart sank, his face was extremely dignified, and he said: "I am Jingren, Your Excellency came here just for me?"

After the Dachan Temple was destroyed by Dagan, Jingren hid in Tibet and escaped in embarrassment. He had just arrived in Manghuang for a few years, and he was mentally prepared for the situation where many forces were looking for him.

It's just that he didn't expect that with his virtue and ability, he could make a human immortal at the peak of martial arts condescend to come here in person.

"No, I was just passing by and saw an ant grinning, so I just stepped on it."

Chu Linyang shook his head, saying that he didn't have the time to go to this wild place just for him.

"Then I will take my farewell, and let's just say goodbye."

Jingren turned his head and looked around the place where he had lived for several years, and secretly sighed in his heart, as he was about to start hiding in Tibet again.

"Slow down, you can't keep the Qiankun cloth bag, why don't you just leave it with me first."

Jing Ren was about to turn around and leave when he heard the calm voice of the man in front of him.

Jing Ren raised his head sharply, facing Chu Linyang's deep and quiet eyes.

After a moment of silence, he let out a burst of heroic laughter.

"Haha! It's better to be a broken jade than a whole tile. Haven't you heard of it!"

Facing the request of a celestial being, Jing Ren firmly refused, but it is a pity that I can't die in this life, and I am ashamed of the abbot.

"You haven't arrived at Martial Saint, the pure yang aura of Qiankun Budai can't be concealed at all."

"Forget it, just stay by my side from now on. In exchange, I don't want your Qiankun cloth bag, but I must read all the scriptures in the Great Chan Temple."

In the end, Chu Linyang couldn't do such a thing because he had some kind of incense and passion with the Dachan Temple, and personally destroyed the orthodoxy of the Dachan Temple.

And he didn't covet so much about the Qiankun cloth bag. Of course it's good to get it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it. After all, it's just an auxiliary magic weapon, and he doesn't need the most precious Tathagata Sutra.

"I'm a remnant of the Dazen Temple, and I have a mortal hatred with the Daqian Dynasty. Why do you help me? Aren't you a Daqian?"

Monk Jingren had no objection to Chu Linyang's conditions, but was puzzled by his motives.

"It's really not, well, you will know the reason later, now follow me to the place where the classics of Wu Guidao's sect are kept."

Chu Linyang's figure moved, and he took the first step towards the center of the giant city.

Jing Ren was taken aback for a moment, restrained his expression and stepped forward to follow Chu Linyang.

The two soon came to the building that looked like a temple but not a temple. The whole body of this building was black and blue, more than ten feet high, with regular length and width, just like a coffin.

The mouth of the temple is pitch-black, as if it were a huge mouth of an abyss, waiting for someone to fall into the trap.

There are three pictographic characters on the door plaque, which seem to be from ancient times. Chu Linyang looked at it and found that there was a hazy brilliance covering the outside.

"Yu Wutong opened the restriction before leaving, and I have no way to enter." Monk Jingren shook his head and said.

"To make things mysterious."

Kacha~
With a flick of a finger, the brilliance in front of the hall shattered like a shattered mirror, and the restriction was broken as if it were undefended.

Afterwards, Chu Linyang looked as usual, and stepped into the temple.

Naturally, this was nothing to him.

The temple was pitch-black, dead silent, only some weak candles lit up.

But both of them are martial arts masters, so naturally they can't cause the slightest influence. Monk Jing Ren looked around and found that the surrounding area was empty, and he didn't find anything of value.

He turned his head and looked at Chu Linyang suspiciously.

It is not good for those who practice martial arts, and their detection ability is far worse than those who practice Taoism.

Chu Linyang's face was calm, and he exerted a little force under his feet, and the floor immediately shattered and collapsed, revealing a huge hole.

It turned out that the secret room of Wu Gui Dao was hidden underground, but Chu Linyang didn't have the patience to find any passage, so he directly opened a hole in the ceiling of the secret room, and jumped down from above.

It was also pitch black below, but Chu Linyang was not affected at all. He passed between mountains of gold and mountains of silver, and came directly to several rows of shelves.

The shelves are full of magic treasures and cultivation classics, as well as some precious raw materials. Chu Linyang sweeps them slightly, and they are not satisfactory:

"God of War and Magic Sutra", "All Ghosts Gather Demons", "Ancient Witch God", "Du Tian Shen Sha", "Down the Head", "The Great Way of Catching Witch Demons".
Lei Zehua, Tao Shenmu, Yuanchen Celestial Stone
With a wave of his hand, all of them were collected into the system space, and Jing Ren put some vulgar things outside into the Qiankun cloth bag, sweeping away the thousands of years of Wuguidao's accumulation.

Then Chu Linyang took Monk Jingren soaring into the sky, turned into a rainbow light and flew towards the Daqian Dynasty of Tianzhou in Central Earth.

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