I became a peerless master

Chapter 280

Chapter 280: When I was young, I didn't talk about Wude

"I didn't expect there to be so many supplements here."

Above the sky outside Binhe City, the frighteningly handsome middle-aged man in black smacked his lips, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Refining hundreds of millions of demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, together with the strong men who fell at Juxuguan, the strength of the demon dragon has already surpassed the limit of the mortal world by countless levels.

It would take six or seven days for a semi-immortal peak like Guang Chengzi to rush here from Xuguan with all his strength.

And he returned here again in two days and one night.

The description of "returning" is because he is quite familiar with this area, especially the sparkling river on the land.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the longest river in Dongzhou did not have such a peaceful tributary.

He who stirred up the last catastrophe was shot down from the sky and suppressed by the Son of Destiny of the previous generation in the mortal world with a terrifying formation.

Stretching for thousands of miles, the main body displayed by the monster clan fell from the sky, forcibly smashing the earth into such a sunken track.

Yes, the Daze River, which is filled with countless living beings, rises precisely because of the magic dragon.

In this area that has sealed him for tens of thousands of years, there are not only the unwilling sighs tens of thousands of years ago, but also his careful planning during these long years.

A small piece of broken bone containing the original devil energy was lucky enough not to be suppressed. With the help of the broken bone, it radiated from the Daze River to the Dajiang River, and gathered the low-level monsters in the water to form a force called Dajiang Shenlongjiao.

Careful planning and conscientious work led to the rebirth after Old Man Tianji's formation dissipated.

Now that he has left the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, using the wisdom he learned from his old rival Tianji, and returning here with supreme strength and realm, Molong couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Of course, there is also unexpected joy in the emotion.

Half a year ago, after he completely broke away from the seal, he didn't even look at it and left it to Wang Lao Mo. The change was so huge.

The size of the city has nearly doubled, and among them, mortals and ascetics have reached several times the previous size. Especially the Buddhist sect, which has many strong people, unexpectedly gathered here in the past half a year.

For the magic dragon, whether it is a Taoist or a Buddhist, they are all creatures that can be refined.

The Buddhist background is strong. In addition to the ninth-rank great Zen masters who are comparable to the ascetics who cross the tribulation realm, there are thousands of masters below the ninth rank.

Such a large amount of vitality is enough to be comparable to the vitality of half a group of demons in the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.

"In that Buddhist temple, there seems to be a faintly hidden truth of Buddhism, which must be a method that can only be revealed at the holy level."

"Could it be that the saint who may exist here in Binhe is a Buddhist and Taoist master?"

Slightly pondering, just looking at the city from a distance, the magic dragon saw many things.

"No matter what kind of existence he is, I only care about refining it."

"However, since there is an unexpected harvest, it must be arranged no matter what."

"Even in this battle, the possibility of keeping the saint is low, but no matter what, we have to work hard, in case it succeeds."

"Quack, if you can really refine a saint-level statue, then the power of this seat can cover the entire mortal world in an instant, and the general trend of chaos reappearing at that time will be truly unstoppable..."

...

Another brainless guy.

What you can't get is always in turmoil. I didn't expect that this law is still unavoidable in the world of cultivating immortals!

In front of the Qingshiban street, Song Ye couldn't help expressing emotion as he watched the sick Sanxiu Guangchengzi leave happily holding the half-person-high clay sculpture and glaring at King Kong.

This guy has a very good reason for buying Buddhist items that have nothing to do with him.

The old man was weak and sick when he was young. Fortunately, he was rescued by an eminent monk. Since then, he has blindly worshiped Buddhist practitioners from the bottom of his heart, and once thought about worshiping Buddhism.

It's just that he doesn't have Buddha roots, only immortal roots, so he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

However, the old man did not give up on his youthful dreams just because he became a casual cultivator.

Therefore, when I saw the realistic Buddhist objects in my small courtyard, I instantly evoked thoughts hidden in my heart.

It is said that people, the older they are, the easier it is to be attracted to their childhood visions, and the older they get, the more precious they feel the immature and innocent dreams of their youth.

In this state, Guang Chengzi should have lived for hundreds of years. Although the lifespan of a cultivator cannot be inferred by common sense, his heart to buy Buddhist objects is extremely sincere.

Anyway, anyone who sells sells, who knows when the crazy monk Tianlong will come, not to mention that he didn't make an appointment with him, and Song Ye didn't say anything more after listening to Guangcheng Ziyan's sincere narration.

The deal was done instantly.

As for the price, respecting the other party as a cultivator, Song Ye completely gave him the initiative.

The immortal Guang Chengzi did not disappoint him either, and directly gave out thousands of purple fairy crystals.

But casual cultivators are casual cultivators after all.

He gave these small purple stones, although the color looks very gorgeous, but Song Ye is not an uninformed person.

He has seen the spiritual stones used by real immortals. Whether it was the first transaction with the immortals, the simple female immortal Yingyue who loved the piano as much as her life, or the spiritual stones he obtained from Xiao Xinxin, they were all Crystal clear white.

There seemed to be clouds in it, and even a mortal like Song Ye could feel a little ethereal aura.

How can it be like the one given by Guang Chengzi, it's just good-looking.

And after getting it, Song Ye went to Erya's room and gave her a few pieces for her to study.

From the slightly disgusted expression on Erya's face, we can deduce that the "immortal crystals" Guangchengzi paid for were of poor quality.

They should be spirit jades that have not yet formed spirit stones, but have absorbed the energy of fairy spirits. This kind of thing is not uncommon. Those spirit stones among mortals are fuel for cars, airplanes, etc., these things are real.

But after all, there is fairy spirit in it, and these things that have not formed real spirit stones can also be used by immortal practitioners.

After all, although Xiaoerya disliked it, she still accepted the "spiritual stone" paid by Guangchengzi.

Of course, this is quite in line with the old man's status as a casual cultivator.

The real spirit stones are regarded as treasures even by those immortals of the Daze Sect.

If he, a casual cultivator, could catch a lot of them, that would be truly abnormal.

Moreover, for such a helpless casual cultivator, thousands of "fake spiritual stones" must be a considerable amount of wealth. If a worldly glaring Vajra statue can be sold for this price, I will not lose anything.

"Guang Chengzi, who has been busy with travels and sent people to my young master, is gone. I'd better go and see the young man named Zhuge Wuming."

"Although Mr. Chen didn't talk about Wude when he was young, it's all in the past. Since he begged the young master, he must do his best to help."

"At least see if you can wake him up, so that he won't be confused after waking up..."

(End of this chapter)