Fellow practitioners who live in this mortal world with their beauty

Damn, that’s your father. Even though we are of different generations in physical body, we are still father and son in spirit. Is it really okay for you to cheer me on like this?

When Sanbao heard Gendun Zhuba cheering him on, he staggered.

Damn, this guy is really a rebellious son!

"If you have strayed and come back to the right path, I will show you mercy."

Sanbao praised it highly and joked.

It's rare for them to fight among themselves. If Tsongkhapa really merged with the other half of his soul, I don't know if he could defeat him. After all, the Buddhist and Taoist methods are different.

"Thank you, Master Imperial Master, for taking care of this old bastard. I also hope that Master Imperial Master can destroy the half of his soul in my body."

"You... unfilial son, prepare to die!"

Tsongkhapa was so angry that he was fuming. No matter how much he called his father an illegitimate child, his father was still his father. He actually instigated others to kill his father. He deserved to die.

"Spirit Shield!"

"Divine Sting Technique!"

Although I don't know what the situation is, but the baby said that his soul cannot leave his body. If you want to attack his soul, you have to get past me first.

The souls of the thirty-six ice dragons formed a shield, and Shangguan Susu used a divine stabbing technique to meet Tsongkhapa's soul attack.

"boom!"

"Crash..."

The glazed tiles on the White House were blown all over the ground by the strong wind from the collision.

"Pfft! Stinky baby, what kind of strength is this guy, how can he be so powerful."

Shangguan Susu spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corner of her mouth, and underestimated her opponent.

"The saint is perfect, but his soul is not complete. The other half is in the lama you are surrounding."

"Fuck, I'm at the semi-saint level, and you want me to stop the perfect saint's attack."

Shangguan Susu rolled her eyes at Sanbao.

Uh... who would have thought that this guy could actually distract himself and attack Gendun Zhuba.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, Sister Susu, I only thought that the old lama was in the training stage, and forgot that he also had a saint, Laozi, the little lama. I will replace him immediately."

Sanbao called out Jueluo Yanran, Ehuang and Nvying's soul bodies again, but thanks to their dual cultivation of souls, their bodies were already half complete.

“Sister Yanran, Jin Zhong is disturbing this old guy.”

"Is this an old guy? He looks only about 16 or 17 years old, quite young."

The soul is so young, most likely it is gifted, and he was young when he condensed his soul. The bodies of those old monsters who took over other people's bodies belong to someone else, and the soul does not have the appearance of the person whose body was taken over.

"This is a case of a soul taking over another soul, and then being taken over and merged with another soul... Anyway, this family is quite complicated. Even though he is young, he is also an old monster."

"Baby, isn't your gourd bottle specifically designed to deal with souls? Can't it take him in?"

"It may be a gourd specially used to collect demons. It would be a bit difficult to collect the human spirit."

Sanbao was also a little depressed, because when he got it, he collected nine dragon souls, all of which were at the level of great demon kings.

"Haha, it's not your gourd bottle that's the problem. The root cause lies in his Buddhist teachings."

Although the space of the Hunyuan Pearl is now controlled by the Three Treasures and no one else can enter or exit freely without him, for the Hunyuan Patriarch, as the refiner, he can leave the cave as easily as leaving his own home. He also came out at this time and saw the problem at a glance.

"You...why did you come out by yourself again?"

"Hehe, usually when you call someone out, there must be something good. I'll be the first to see it, ancestor."

Uh... if you want good stuff, you have to defeat your opponents to get it. What you said sounds a bit like killing monsters and getting treasure chests.

"Hunyuan Jindou, come out!"

Since the gourd bottle can't contain you, let's change to a more powerful magic weapon.

I saw the Hunyuan Golden Bowl spinning rapidly into the sky, and thousands of rays of light enveloped Tsongkhapa's soul.

"Buddha's Light Protects the Body!"

Tsongkhapa was, after all, a highly accomplished monk. No, he was a highly accomplished lama. When Buddhism came to U-Tsang in Tubo, it had changed a bit. It was called Tibetan Buddhism, and monks were no longer called monks but lamas.

"Well, he is still a lucky lama."

The ancestor Hunyuan looked at Tsongkhapa who was shrouded in golden light, and actually resisted the absorption of the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

"Tsongkhapa is the head of the Gelugpa sect. He is of course a man of great fortune, with the power of faith that has lasted for thousands of years."

"It's because you are at a low level and weak, and you can't bring out the power of the Primordial Golden Bowl. This magic weapon of the ancestor can absorb immortals."

Uh, after using it once, I’ve used up nearly half of my spiritual power. Is it still impossible to unleash its maximum power?

"If you can't take it, then you can't take it. This guy is a perfect saint and almost ascended to the immortal world."

With the Hunyuan Golden Bowl absorbing him from above and the Gourd Bottle facing him from below, as well as Jueluo Yanran's Golden Bell sound wave attacks, Tsongkhapa was in great distress and had to use his less and less soul power.

The most hateful thing is the rebellious son Gendun Zhuba. Can’t you let your spirit leave your body and help your father?

"Come on, Master Imperial Master! The old man is almost at the end of his rope."

When Gendun Zhuba saw Tsongkhapa’s resentful look, he immediately started shouting loudly.

What a rebellious son and traitor, it turns out that Kezhujie is his brother, and they are both his illegitimate children. Since he can devour and fuse Kezhujie's soul, if his soul really leaves his body, will he still be alive?

"Rebellious son, you...Poof!"

Tsongkhapa exhaled a breath of foul air and felt pain all over his body.

Damn, what a rebellious son!

"Humph, what a rebellious son! We are just tools for your resurrection. Once we let you out, Kezhujie will be my fate."

Damn it, I gave you a body and helped you on the path of cultivation, so why can't I merge with your soul?

"Tsongkhapa, don't count on merging with the other half of your soul. I will destroy you, the evil monk, on behalf of the Heavenly Dao."

Sanbao mobilized the thunder in his body and pointed his finger at Tsongkhapa's spirit. This was the thunder he had collected with great effort, it was not easy at all.

"Heavenly Tribulation!... No, how can you mobilize the thunder?"

Tsongkhapa was horrified. The soul of a saint could move freely in the world without the help of space. However, when his physical body was undergoing the calamity, a demon suddenly emerged in his heart and his soul was split into two by the thunder.

"What's so strange about this? I am the descendant of the Heavenly Dao, so I can use the Tribulation Thunder naturally."

As he spoke, a bolt of lightning flew straight towards Tsongkhapa’s spirit.

"Ah...it really is...the thunder."

Uh...it can also identify whether the thunder is real or fake.

"You're quite good at it, one more!"

When Sanbao saw that Tsongkhapa's soul had shrunk, his confidence suddenly increased. He had originally been thinking about going back to Shambhala to make a nuclear bomb to blow him up, but now it seemed that a few more thunderbolts would be enough to destroy him.

Poor Tsongkhapa, there was the Hunyuan Golden Bowl above trying to swallow him, the Gourd Bottle watching him covetously below, and he also had to resist the soul attack of the Golden Bell.

Sanbao didn't dare to pity him. This old guy had evil intentions. Since he had developed inner demons when he was undergoing the tribulation, it meant that he was very evil and could not pass the test of his soul.

Two more thunderbolts struck Tsongkhapa in succession, and he was reduced to the size of a child.

"You stinky Taoist priest, you have ruined my plan to resurrect. If you don't let me have an easy life, I won't let you go!"

Uh...is there any other trick?

"Xiaobao, be careful his soul may explode!"

The old ancestor Hunyuan is indeed an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He saw through Tsongkhapa’s plan at a glance.

"So cruel, leaving no room for retreat."

Sanbao sucked his tongue and exploded into ashes.

"I'm going to die anyway. Rather than being killed by you, I'd rather take you with me."

"I'll chop!"

Sanbao didn't want to take the blame for him, so he quickly condensed another bolt of lightning to strike Tsongkhapa's soul.

"It's too late. Why don't you send the ancestor into the cave? Uh... you all go into the cave and hide."

Although Patriarch Hunyuan was a powerful being before, he was cast down to the mortal world and is now only at the semi-saint level. When he saw that things were going badly, he quickly asked Sanbao to take him back to the cave.

Tsongkhapa's soul had expanded into a big balloon, spinning madly. Although the thunderbolt struck it, only a muffled groan was heard.

"Sisters, hurry back to the cave!"

Sanbao was also a little panicked at this time. He couldn't defeat them with his magic weapon. They would rather be reduced to ashes than take these people with them.

Without having time to think, Sanbao took out the Hunyuan Pearl from his sea of ​​consciousness, took Shangguan Susu and the others into the cave, and then he dived into the Hunyuan Pearl.

"boom!"

As the soul body of the big balloon exploded, Tsongkhapa's spirit turned to ashes, and the entire White House on the right side of the Potala Palace was razed to the ground.

"What should I do...ah..."

All the people of the Three Treasures were transferred into the Hunyuan Pearl. Gendun Zhuba became a homeless person. His physical body was immediately destroyed by the self-explosion of Tsongkhapa's soul. With a flash of light, it turned into dust and fell into the ruins of the White House.

“Hahaha, you stinky Taoist priest, you didn’t expect that even though I destroyed half of my soul, I still have one soul left, so I can still revive myself. But you can only turn into ashes in my self-explosion.”