Seeking the Way of Immortality

The Eight Realms of the Great Desolation, Kan Realm.

After the battle that day, Lin Qing and Yuan Wu did not dare to stay for long. Along the way, they followed the map they had obtained in Wuxing Realm and successfully avoided the dangers of the Great Desolation and arrived at Kan Realm.

"Brother Lin, there is innate divine water in Kan Realm. If we can get one of them, we may have the strength to compete with Wu Zheng."

"Wu Zheng is so powerful. We are improving, and he is also improving. Unless I am sure, I will not take action again." Lin Qing said in a deep voice.

Yuan Wu remembered the situation of Wu Zheng's battle that day, and nodded in agreement: "In this case, we must prepare well."

In just half a year, the two have successfully advanced to the Mahayana realm, but even so, they are still not sure of defeating Wu Zheng.

There are countless natural treasures in the Great Desolation, and some top spiritual materials that are hard to find in the outside world can also be found in the Great Desolation.

It is no secret that there is innate divine water in the Kan domain, but the treasure has spirits, and only people with great opportunities and great fortune can find it.

The strong men who can enter the prehistoric world are all geniuses from all walks of life, and they have great luck.

After the two finished their discussion, they directly drove the escape light to the depths of the Kan domain.

In half a year, almost all the cultivators who can survive to this day have advanced to the Mahayana realm, and some of the spiritual pets brought in by the cultivators have also made great progress.

The eight prehistoric domains are already part of the inner scope of the ancient prehistoric world, and there are already cultivators of various races from the prehistoric world.

The cultivators of the prehistoric world are not much different from the cultivators from the outside world, but their magical powers and combat power are far superior to those of the cultivators from the outside world. Even if the cultivators from the outside world have advanced to the Mahayana realm in the prehistoric world, they are still incomparable to the cultivators from the prehistoric world.

This time, the Eternal Wilderness was opened, and there were countless cultivators coming, including cultivators from different interfaces and races. Therefore, few outside cultivators could tell the difference between the native cultivators of the Wilderness and the outside cultivators.

The native cultivators of the Wilderness could almost tell the difference between the native cultivators and the outside cultivators at a glance.

The Wilderness was full of dangers, not only from the strange beasts and fierce beasts of the Wilderness, but also from the various races of the Wilderness. The outside cultivators wanted to obtain opportunities and fortune from the Wilderness, and the native cultivators of the Wilderness also wanted to obtain opportunities and fortune from the outside cultivators.

The Wilderness was like a besieged city. People outside wanted to come in, and people inside wanted to go out. They always thought that what they couldn't get was the best, but they didn't know that what they had at the moment was the best.

Wu Zheng was training in one battlefield site after another, and several months passed in the blink of an eye.

This day, he happened to arrive at the corpse field where the mysterious bald monk was.

As soon as he entered the corpse land, Wu Zheng felt the infinite Buddha light. There was not a trace of evil spirit in the place where the Buddha light shone, and it was pure and bright.

Even though Wu Zheng had no good impression of Buddhism, he had to admit that there were indeed enlightened monks in Buddhism, such as the young monk in front of him.

Wu Zheng was going to leave, but the bald monk who had not responded suddenly put his hands together and stopped chanting: "Amitabha, since you are here, why do you want to leave?"

"I am sorry, Wu didn't know that the master was practicing here, and I am sorry for disturbing you!" After speaking, Wu Zheng didn't want to say more to the bald monk, and turned around to leave the corpse land.

"Donor, please stay."

"Master, what advice do you have?" Wu Zheng narrowed his eyes and spoke with some displeasure.

"Donor, I see that you have a lot of bad karma. Why don't you stay here and I will help you eliminate the bad karma." The bald monk put his hands together and spoke like this.

Wu Zheng frowned, and the slight good impression he had just had on the Buddhists disappeared completely at this moment.

He had just walked out of the ruins of the battlefields of gods and demons. It would be strange if he didn't have heavy evil karma, but it was not his turn to be preached by a strange monk.

What's more, although the monk spoke politely, his actions were not polite at all. Infinite Buddha light instantly rose from the chaotic corpse land, wrapping the entire chaotic corpse land, as if forming a protective shield, so that people outside could not come in and people inside could not go out.

The reason why the bald monk chose to practice in the ruins of the battlefield of gods and demons was just to convert the dead spirits inside to enhance his own Buddhist practice.

Wu Zheng killed countless dead spirits and had a heavy sin of killing. Almost at the first sight of Wu Zheng, the bald monk knew that if he could convert this person, the Buddhist practice he practiced would probably reach a great state.

Therefore, although Wu Zheng had no ill will towards him, he still chose to take action to keep Wu Zheng.

"Master, I see that the Buddha's light on you is bright and clear, but I never thought that you are also a person who seeks fame and reputation. I have misjudged you." Wu Zheng said bluntly.

"Amitabha, the donor not only has serious evil karma, but also has committed many sins of killing. I am afraid that I will go to the Avici Hell in the future. It is better to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" The bald monk put his hands together and spoke devoutly.

Wu Zheng almost laughed out of anger. He had been to the underworld before, but he never thought that he would be preached by a bald monk today.

"Master, I am not talented, but I would like to learn from you, Master!"

After speaking, Wu Zheng was not polite either, and the Red Emperor Sword in his hand flashed.

"Boy, it is your blessing that Master Yi Nian likes you, don't be ungrateful!" The white horse under the bald monk spoke in human language, with a look of disdain on his face.

"You are just a little wild horse, and you dare to speak so arrogantly in front of my boss." The Five Elements Golden Ginseng stepped out of the earth with its short legs.

Not only it, Tianhe, Baifu, Hutian, and the two space-time ants all appeared beside Wu Zheng.

They were really bored staying outside, and later found that following Wu Zheng into the ruins of the battlefield of gods and demons was not only safe, but also quite interesting, so the little guys followed him out.

This kind of sudden scene was not the first time, especially the Five Elements Golden Ginseng. He liked to quarrel with others, especially when he slapped others in the face, no matter whether it was a cultivator or a spiritual pet, as long as he could slap someone in the face, the Five Elements Golden Ginseng would be happy to do it.

"Humph, you are the wild horse, your whole family is wild horses!" The white horse shouted and cursed loudly, as if it was greatly insulted.

The monk called Yi Nian could not move his eyes away from the moment he saw the simple chaos gourd.

Yi Nian was not an ordinary person in the Western Buddhist Kingdom. His status and position were extraordinary, and his vision and knowledge far exceeded his peers. He almost saw the origin of the chaos gourd at a glance.

"Donor, if you are willing to hand over the gourd on your waist, I can let you leave here." Yi Nian put his hands together, with a solemn appearance, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Wu Zheng said nothing more. He flicked his wrist and the sword law emerged from thin air, like a silver waterfall, whistling towards Yi Nian.

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