Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

Since Ling Qing went to Phoenix Mountain, he has not made a move, and it is not his turn to make a move.

None of the monsters that jumped out to block the way was kind.

He also didn't intend to bother, so he simply watched Fa Hai kill him.

When Young Master Jin Wu came out, he wanted to capture him and ask him some questions.

But before he could stop him, that Young Master Jin Wu was burned to ashes by Fa Hai's vajra fire.

When Dharma King Jinbo came out, I heard him tell Fahai that he had received Buddha's shadow in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Ling Qing knew something in her heart.

Seeing that he overthrew Fahai with poison, he wanted to ask again.

As for Fa Hai, Ling Qing was not worried.

Not to mention that the golden bowl didn't fly away, even the golden dragon on his body didn't manifest, obviously the poison couldn't kill Fa Hai.

However, this golden cymbal dharma king is vicious, after meeting him, he sprayed him with poison without saying a word.

Ling Qing had no choice but to take out the hundreds of poisons and thousands of Gu flags, and collected the poison.

Since this poison can overwhelm Fa Hai, even if he is invulnerable to all poisons, he is unwilling to try it himself.

Facing the two flying centipede hooks flying towards him, Ling Qing shook the ten thousand gu flags.

There was a rustling sound, and as soon as more than ten thousand spirit sword golden cicadas flew out of the banner, they disappeared in the air.

Dangdang, the fine impact sounded.

The Flying Centipede Hook flying in mid-air was continuously stabbed by the invisible Spirit Sword Golden Cicada Gu.

Not only was he unable to stabilize his figure, first the barbs were chipped off bit by bit, and then dense cracks began to appear.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King felt sorry for his treasure, so he wanted to take it back.

This is the first treasure that he personally smelted with his own pincers, even if his own son wanted it, he was not willing to give it to him.

Now seeing what Lingqing used to destroy the hooks, he naturally didn't dare to be careless.

However, before he could take it back, he heard the sound of kerala, and the two flying hooks broke inch by inch.

It disappeared before landing, not even a trace of dross.

I saw that the famous golden cymbal was damaged first, and then the double hooks that had been treasured for many years were damaged.

Dharma King Jinbo furiously said: You monster, how dare you destroy my magic weapon!

Pulling off the vestment on his body, the red Buddha light that covered the sky shone towards Lingqing.

It's just that before the Buddha's light fell on Ling Qing's body, it first illuminated the densely packed Spirit Sword Golden Cicada Gu around him.

King Jinbo suddenly froze, and he saw that the nearest Spirit Sword Gu was pointing at the center of his brow.

He slowly put away his mana, for fear of disturbing the Gu worm.

The flying centipede hook was tempered by the hardest pincers on his body, it couldn't withstand the nibbling of these Gu insects, and the carapace on his body seemed to be unable to hold it either.

The real person, the real person, it's all a misunderstanding. It's the little demon who has blind eyes, doesn't know the real person's face, and hopes that the real person will forgive him. Jin Bo Dharma King said with a flattering smile.

I ask, you answer. Ling Qing said lightly.

Yes, the little demon must know everything. Jin Bo Dharma King heaved a sigh of relief, and then smiled.

Have you really studied Buddhism in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva?

Really, that's all bluffing, the little demon just passed by a Guanyin Temple when he first attained Taoism, and found a Buddhist scripture there.

After reading it later, I realized that it was the scriptures of the Bodhisattva, so the little demon half-dressed up as a monk, claiming to have learned the Dharma from the Bodhisattva. Dharma King Jinbo didn't dare to hide anything, and told the truth one by one.

So, you were lying to me earlier?

Don't dare dare... Dharma King Jinbo was waiting to say something, but suddenly felt that the voice was not right.

Looking up, he saw Fa Hai standing in front of him intact.

His brows and eyes were drooping, but there was no half-compassion, on the contrary, he was full of killing intent.

The little monster just wants to live, begging for Master's life, begging for Master's life! Jin Bo Dharma King felt Fa Hai's murderous intent, his heart was cold, and he quickly kowtowed.

But you won't be spared. Fa Hai raised his hand, and the purple gold bowl shot out a Buddha's light.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King screamed and turned back to its original form, which turned out to be a big golden-red centipede.

Take it! Fa Hai turned his palm, and took the golden bowl back into his palm.

He looked down and saw one of the centipedes scurrying around, he snorted coldly, and immediately took the diamond fire and burned it to ashes.

Splashed in the soil fluently.

Ling Qing watched from the side without making a sound.

It wasn't until he finished all this that he came to the demon cave, and with a snap of his fingers, the golden bell in front of the cave rang.

Dangdangdang~~

With the sound of bells ringing, the monsters all over the mountain suddenly panicked.

Let's go, the king is ringing the bell to gather demons.

Hurry up, hurry up, you will inevitably be punished if you are late.

...

After a while, near Phoenix Mountain, all the little demons under the command of King Jinbo gathered in front of the demon cave.

There are about a hundred little demons in this group, and they are clearly divided into two parts.

Some of them were generally of higher cultivation and turned into incomplete human figures, holding weapons and shouting, pointing at Lingqing and the other two.

However, there are not many little demons in this part, only twenty or thirty.

The reason why there are so few left is because the others were all killed by Fa Hai.

The other part has a lower level of cultivation, and there are still unformed beasts.

Trembling and shrunk aside, not daring to make a sound, but peeking at Lingqing and Lingqing from time to time.

Okay, all the monsters have gathered here, so I'll go find them one by one. Seeing that there were no other monsters coming, Fahai prepared to subdue them.

No hurry. Ling Qing stretched out her hand to stop him.

What? Are you going to cover them up? Fa Hai looked at him and said.

People have good and evil, and demons have good and bad.

Not all demons commit crimes on their own, some little demons have a hard time and dare not commit crimes.

I was oppressed by the Golden Cymbal Dharma King before, so can I still be killed by you? Ling Qing still stopped him.

Forget it, it depends on how you do it. Fahai looked at him for a while, then took a step back.

Ling Qing flicked the dust whisk in her hand, a wave of mana burst out, and there was a sudden silence in front of the cave.

The group of little monsters who were pointing and pointing were sweating profusely on their foreheads, but they couldn't move an inch.

Golden Cymbal Dharma King has committed many evils and has already been punished.

The two of us will not commit murder in vain. With this lotus platform here today, if you have never committed crimes in the past, you may not have committed crimes to death.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform can protect you from any hindrance.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a lotus platform with blood-red flames appeared in front of each little monster.

Red lotus karma?! Fa Hai's face changed involuntarily when he saw it.

If he had seen the red lotus karma before, he would not be afraid, but now that he is haunted by demons, he doesn't know if he can survive the red lotus karma.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but took another step back cautiously.

Although the group of little demons didn't know each other, they dared not go up because they felt the breath on the lotus platform.

What? Can't the poor come to invite you? Ling Qing asked in a deep voice seeing that they were not moving.

I don't dare to wait. A group of little monsters passed through the situation of being restrained just now, knowing that they would not be able to escape no matter what.

Now he stepped up tremblingly, seeing that the flame didn't burn his body, he was relieved and sat cross-legged on it.

After all the little demons sat on it, Ling Qing thought.

The lotus platform under him immediately burst into flames of blood and enveloped them.

Before they could cry out in alarm, they fell into inner interrogation.

Afterwards, little demons continued to turn into torches one after another, turning into fly ash without even howling.

When the flame was extinguished, the red lotus dissipated, and only a little spiritual light drifted into the nether world.

In the end, only forty or fifty little demons were left.

The leaders are two rabbit spirits with 500-year-old skills.