Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

In the ruins of a sect somewhere in Tianqingzhou, there was a strong man in Confucian attire who hid his body far away behind a dead tree and released his mental power bit by bit to search the entire area.

After half an hour, he carefully removed his disguise and began to patrol around the ruins with satisfaction.

The little prince dug the pit and put the exposed corpses and soul-eating bodies into a huge pit. Since Huang Mancang was not found, he could only recite a few pious words: "Amitabha" as a farewell to those of his kind who had exposed their corpses for many years.

All the corpses were cremated in a big fire, and the bones from the ground were taken out and put into another smaller pit, where they were also burned.

Strangely enough, after doing this, Wu Hao actually felt that his spirit was more condensed, and the surrounding environment no longer had the cold and weird feeling before.

Tuhu moved a few low rocks from a distance to isolate the Five Elements. Wu Hao still felt that it was not safe enough, so he turned the Five Elements around so that people could no longer detect this place with normal senses.

After doing everything, he took off the disguise of a strong man and returned to his true appearance.

Although the location of Lingquan had been cleaned up many times, every time he came down, he still felt uncomfortable thinking about what Gu Huoniao had done here before. He directly sealed the place, reopened a cave not far away, and placed it there. The spiritual power of the spiritual spring is led to the new cave.

"Where's Huang Mancang? He's not dead, is he? All the masters have been lured away by him. If all the masters are killed by the minions, then they are really good."

Although he had been reborn for so many years, his life in Blue Star was probably too impressive, which led Wu Hao to pay special attention to the three caves of Cunning Rabbit. After going to Zhongtian Realm, having a sect, and now having a base, he suddenly felt more secure. .

Time has passed in the mansion, and elixirs have been planted, elixirs have been refined, restrictions have been studied, and cultivation levels have been improved. Four horizontal and two vertical halos are flowing steadily.

Wu Hao did not refine the spiritual symbol of Lu Ming Youyou in the Consciousness Sea. He just sealed it and threw it in a room in the Consciousness Sea. Maybe it can be used in the future.

After Huang Mancang was caught by a short dwarf in black clothes, he directly entered a state of trance and kept chanting sutras.

The dwarf prepared to return to the wilderness through the hidden passage, but found that the black clothes wrapped around Huang Mancang were getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of energy collisions often came from the passage, forcing him to stop the transmission.

The short dwarf was holding the Buddha, unable to become invisible. When he fell from the space passage, the sound of the wooden fish "Tuk~~Tuk~~" sounded directly in his ears.

At this moment, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the clouds condensed into a huge golden palm at a speed visible to the naked eye, shooting towards the location of the two people.

As this palm claps, the power of the entire world seems to be colored with gold.

There were bursts of Buddha's sound, and lotus dais appeared from above. The golden light was like fireworks, exploding the space where he was. Seeing this strange phenomenon, the dwarf was frightened, and there was a commotion under his feet. His legs were so frightened that they became weak.

The moment the layers of golden light bloomed, a particularly dazzling golden light stood out from the sky, transforming into a golden body with three heads and six arms, holding various magical weapons, and a golden ring of fire burning behind its head. One of his hands was seen taking a picture, and the world Discoloration.

The black clothes wrapped around Huang Mancang emitted thick smoke and vaporized directly under the Buddha's light, revealing the imprisoned Buddha.

Buddha's son Huang Mancang did not open his eyes, but was pulled by the Buddha's light in the sky and slowly stayed in the air.

"I am Yuan Ming, the elder of the Battle Hall of the Desolate Demon Realm in the Thirteen Desolate Realms. I mistakenly arrested a disciple of your temple. I am guilty. Fortunately, I did not cause any casualties, least of all, death. Please forgive me, Lord Buddha."

Yuan Ming, whose legs were weak, knelt down, announced his name, lowered his head, and left his life to the decision of the great god above, without any resistance in his heart.

Jin Jin was speechless, and the palm he slapped didn't stop, and he directly slapped Yuan Ming flat.

As soon as the Buddha's light in the sky disappeared, a skinny old monk descended from the sky. When he arrived at Huang Mancang's side, he slapped Huang Mancang away and drove him into the ground.

The old monk's face was as expressionless as a hundred-year-old dead tree, but there was surprise and love in his eyes. Although it flashed by, it could still reveal his feelings.

He shouted angrily at the ground: "Get out of there yet."

A bald head appeared on the low-lying ground. When he saw the old monk appearing in the sky, the surprise on his face flashed away. He asked helplessly with white eyes: "Old monk, are you not dead yet?"

"Thanks to Buddha, I haven't been mad at you yet. You still act like a waste after all this time. Are you worthy of Buddha?"

"If the Buddha had a master like you, he probably wouldn't have become a Buddha. He practiced closed-mouth meditation for hundreds of years, and he ascended immediately after leaving seclusion. Have you considered the disciples you have accepted? You still ask for so much, if you hadn't practiced for my parents. Merit, I have stopped serving you a long time ago, and I am still waiting for you to teach me a lesson."

The old monk was so retorted that he had nothing to say in reply. The only problem he had with practicing silent meditation was that he could no longer speak. He obviously had thousands of words of greetings and greetings in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he could only complain about how iron cannot be transformed into steel. Medium to listen.

However, being a master has the advantage of being a master, that is, it is not illegal to hit a disciple.

"Boom boom boom..."

Many deep pits appeared where the Buddha was. Huang Mancang dug hard into the ground. When the ground stopped shaking, he showed his bald head again and smiled contemptuously at the old monk.

"Come out, I promise not to kill you."

Huang Mancang laughed three times, "Come down if you can, and I promise not to pee in your bowl or stuff smelly socks under your pillow..."

The old monk smiled, and his smile was a little intriguing, "No wonder I always feel that the smell of the bowl is wrong. It turns out that it is your boy's masterpiece. Now that you know it, then don't come out and just die in it!"

The old monk transformed into a giant hand, and the palm prints were clearly visible. The clouds above were pushed away by the giant hand and pressed down directly. As soon as the Buddha saw that the old monk had moved the mantra, he raised his head and jumped into the air. He was so fast that he pressed down on the giant palm. By the time he got down, he had hugged the old monk's thigh and cried bitterly: "Master, I am suffering! Disciples are like duckweeds, no one cares about them, no one hurts them, and they have to pretend to be a Buddhist disciple in the lower world for dozens of times. Nian, I’m crying so hard! Master, when you ascended to heaven and became popular and drank spicy food, did you ever think that you still had a disciple in the lower realm who could only cultivate merit, waiting for you to feed you!"

The giant hand retracted and returned to the old monk's arm. The old monk took advantage of the situation and touched Huang Mancang's bald head. Before he could say a word of comfort, he kicked him away and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Amitabha, Buddha forgive me. "

Then he shouted to the Buddha in the distance and chased after him: "It's a big sin to be covered in meat and fish."

"Master, don't slap me in the face."

Wu Hao looked up at the sky. Why did he feel that Huang Mancang was crying bitterly? Could it be that he was experiencing auditory hallucinations? It shouldn't be possible. He has the invincible body of King Kong. He shouldn't cry even if he is beaten to death. It's hallucination. , must be an illusion.

He stretched, feeling a little uneasy, and finally prepared to go out for a walk.

In Tianqingzhou, all the disciples of the Tianqing Sect received the portrait of a strong man with a beard wearing a green robe. During this period, this image became very popular in Tianqingzhou. Many strong men with a beard silently showed their majestic and domineering beards carefully groomed with tears in their eyes. Shave it off to save yourself from disaster.