My immortal cultivation game has come true

What’s more.

The disciples of Laojun were the ones who were rewarded with the treasure of whisk. Even if they went to the territory of Western Buddhism, the other party would give them some face, at least on the surface.

Thinking about this!

Xuanqing immediately notified his subordinates through the immortal official tablet, saying that he would be traveling for a while and asked them to take good care of Heifeng Town.

“Let’s go!”

Left Heifeng Town.

Xuanqing flew towards the direction of Xiniu Hezhou.

To reach Wanshou Mountain where ‘Wuzhuang Temple’ is located, it is necessary to cross the entire Uszang Empire and then cross the Liusha River.

Along the way.

Xuanqing adjusted the power of the immortal official tablet on his waist to the maximum.

There is no way.

Who made him not even an immortal now? He can be the king in the real world, but in this game, he is still an absolute rookie.

Riding on the auspicious cloud.

After a while, he arrived at the border of Uszang.

Looking around.

It turned out to be a yellow sand that could not be seen with the naked eye.

The sun in the sky shone on the yellow sand, causing the heat waves on the ground to roll and form circles of ripples.

"That yellow sand monster is cruel enough to blow such yellow sand all over the ground. With such a huge cause and effect, even with the protection of Buddhism, there is no way to make any progress in one's cultivation."

Xuan Qing was secretly shocked.

He did not expect that Buddhism would be willing to spend such a huge price to deal with him, a small pawn, and would rather sacrifice the future of this yellow wind monster.

Just after Xuan Qing stepped into the yellow sand.

On the other side.

The hinterland of the U-Tsang Empire.

On a huge mountain, unlike other places with yellow sand, the vegetation here is lush and green, and the environment is very good.

"Huh?"

A yellow-haired monster wearing golden armor, a cloak, a brocade helmet, and red skin, made a surprised sound.

It closed its eyes and muttered something.

In an instant.

Sand and rocks flew, and yellow sand appeared out of nowhere, wreaking havoc in the cave.

"It turned out to be the young Taoist priest that the Bodhisattva asked him to deal with!" The Yellow Wind Monster's eyes widened, and a hint of disbelief emerged.

"The aura of disaster caused by driving so many people over before didn't kill him?"

Suddenly.

His eyes rolled around.

"Since the aura of disaster didn't kill you, why not... Hehehe~"

The Strange Wind Monster couldn't help but laugh strangely, and his whole body turned into a ball of yellow sand, flew into the sky and disappeared in the cave.

In the yellow sand.

Xuan Qing stepped on the auspicious clouds and held a whisk in his hand.

Coupled with the divine power emanating from the jade token of the Immortal Official on his waist, if you don't observe his cultivation carefully, he has a bit of immortal style.

"I wonder if the Yellow Wind Monster will attack the poor Taoist directly!" Xuan Qing thought in his heart while flying.

He was not very worried.

Anyway, the matter of infinite resurrection is known to Guanyin, the Five Jie Di, and the ancestors. I am afraid that in this world, the big guys with a little status should know it.

In fact.

Although infinite resurrection is against the will of heaven in this world, it is not unique. For example, the ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea claims that the blood sea will never dry up and will never die.

Or the famous resentful demon that ravages the three realms, as long as there are desires and negative emotions in this world, it will exist forever.

However.

The difference between him and these who can also be resurrected is that there is no loss after death, and he can live more freely.

As the saying goes, the more you think about something in your heart, the more likely it will happen.

Huh~

A gust of yellow sand blew over at a very fast speed, blocking his way.

Xuanqing stopped.

I saw that the yellow sand gust slowly dissipated, and a yellow-haired monster with golden armor, a cloak, a brocade helmet, and red skin appeared.

It was that...Yellow Wind Monster!

"Hey, that Taoist, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you go there by yourself!" The Yellow Wind Monster screamed, waving the three-pronged steel fork in his hand.

It is worth mentioning that.

The word "heaven" in this sentence does not refer to a certain postmodern Western religion, but in this era, it means "a good place" or "a blessed land".

At this moment.

Looking at the arrogant Yellow Wind Monster in front of him.

Xuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I am the seventh-rank Taoist appointed by the Heavenly Court~ the immortal official of the Right Palace of Taiji, the official in charge of the Shangqing Silu, the official in charge of the Thunder and Thunder!"

"You want to attack me, have you thought about it?"

As soon as these words came out.

"Hehehe, hehe~"

The Yellow Wind Monster laughed loudly, and then mocked: "This place is full of yellow sand, I don't care who you are, as long as the strange wind blows, your soul will not be able to stay!"

"When the time comes... the sky will not know, the earth will not know, I will use this to find the Bodhisattva to receive the reward, hehe~hehe."

The voice finished.

The Yellow Wind Monster opened his mouth and pointed his finger in front of his mouth.

"Samadhi Divine Wind!"

Huh~

An extremely charming wind and sand blew out. This was a divine wind with the same power as Samadhi True Fire and the attribute of the five elements of wind.

The wind blew out.

Sand and rocks flew.

The cold and whistling world changed, and the invisible yellow sand swirled. It broke through the forest and broke the ridges, and the pines and plums were overturned. It spread the soil and raised dust and collapsed the mountains.

Those with low cultivation would be cut by the divine wind in an instant, their flesh and bones would be cut, and their souls would be dissipated.

Even Sun Wukong, who was at the peak of the Golden Immortal, was blown by this wind. Although his body was fine, his eyes were also blown blind.

Just as the divine wind blew out.

Suddenly.

A rebuke came from a distance.

I saw golden lotuses surging in the sky, Sanskrit sounds bursting out, and a Guanyin Bodhisattva standing on auspicious clouds, holding a jade purification bottle, and wearing a white gauze on his head.

"Bold monster, stop it!"

However.

Waiting for the words of Guanyin Bodhisattva to fall.

The divine wind has been blown out of the mouth, and there is no way to take it back.

In an instant.

Xuanqing's flesh was all blown away and his bones were turned into ashes. Fortunately, before he died, he put the whisk in his hand into the game backpack, otherwise the equipment would have been dropped.

See this scene.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has a frosty face.

She never expected that this yellow wind monster would be so stupid.

If you can kill the opponent directly, why let it be used as a roundabout route for the Huangshaman Empire to drive the energy of disaster?

I am really not afraid of the enemy being cunning, but I am afraid that my teammates are too stupid.

"Bodhisattva, it's not you who gives way to someone"

"Shut up, you bastard!"

Guanyin's face became even more ugly. She took out the wicker from the bottle with her right hand and drew it towards the yellow wind monster.

Pa~

Bone-piercing pain swept over him.

The Yellow Wind Monster curled up in a ball, almost bursting into tears, and wailed in grievance.

At this time.

A familiar voice came.

"Infinite longevity and blessings, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, long time no see, farewell and well!"

Follow the sound.

The yellow wind monster's pupils suddenly shrank, and he almost fainted from fright.

"You, you, you..."

Obviously.

This Taoist's bones and flesh were obviously blown away by his divine wind, and his soul was blown away. How could he appear in front of him in good health now?

"It turns out to be Taoist Xuanqing. This evil beast hurts people for no reason. The poor monk will not let it go. If you have anything to do, just leave on your own!"