Seeking the Way of Immortality

Although the Golden Armored God could not exert the power of the twelve-ring Zen staff, his cultivation had recovered about one-tenth, and his combat power was comparable to that of ordinary earthly immortals. Even though the Sitting Deer Arhat had extraordinary magical powers, he could only passively take the beating for a while.

The powerful Buddhists around him kept falling, and many gods and demons also fell. No one noticed that the blood flowing from the outside world after the death of the monks quietly soaked into the earth, and no one knew where it flowed.

The Sitting Deer Arhat was not an ordinary existence either. He saw his wrist shaking, and the rosary on his chest shot out with the shaking of his wrist. There were exactly eighty-one beads.

As soon as Fang left the body of the Sitting Deer Arhat, he turned into the size of a mountain, whistling and moving, and killed the Golden Armored God.

The Golden Armored God snorted coldly, and saw him waving the Zen staff in his hand. The mountains in all directions were directly pulled up from the earth with the dancing of the Zen staff, and shot towards the eighty-one beads.

The prayer beads turned into mountain-sized beads, with Buddha light on them. No one knew what material they were made of, but they were extremely hard. Even if they hit the mountains that had been immersed in death for tens of thousands of years, they would not be damaged at all.

The rumbling sound of the collision was endless, and the blood of the monks around them surged, and they could not get close at all.

One was a Buddhist arhat, comparable to the existence of Daluo, who lowered his cultivation to enter the ancient wilderness, and the other was a golden armored god ten thousand years ago. Even if his cultivation was no longer the same as before, he was not comparable to ordinary monks.

The eighty-one prayer beads formed an extremely strong formation, turning into thousands of feet of Buddha light, slowly crushing towards the mountains.

The twelve-ring Zen staff danced, and the copper rings on it collided with each other, clanging, and a hidden Buddha power on the Zen staff was stimulated, covering the mountains. Although the formation formed by the eighty-one prayer beads was strong, its quality was not comparable to the twelve-ring Zen staff.

The sitting deer arhat narrowed his eyes, and a violent aura emanated from his body. He shook his wrist, and the sika deer that had reached the ninth level turned into the size of a palm and was placed in his palm.

Seeing this, the golden armored god narrowed his eyes immediately, and without thinking, he directly detonated the mountains one by one, and the rumbling sound was endless.

At the same time, the Buddha power around the sitting deer arhat condensed into a point, and all of it was infused into the body of the sika deer. The sika deer with the blessing of the Buddha should have become bigger, but it never thought that the sika deer turned into a piece of paper, or a paper sika deer with a plum blossom pattern.

"Amitabha!"

The sitting deer arhat chanted the Buddha's name, and the paper sika deer, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, suddenly turned into a golden light. With just a flash, it penetrated the mountains that exploded one after another and shot into the body of the golden armored god.

The twelve-ring Zen staff fell to the ground, and the eyes of the golden-armored god were rarely clear again, and a divine light enveloped his body.

The golden light that shot into his body was also expelled from his body at the same time. He saw his wrist shaking, and the smoke and dust caused by the explosion of the mountain disappeared at this moment.

"Are you Luohan Zuolu?"

"Amitabha, I am Zuolu!" Zuolu Luohan looked at the divine light emerging from the golden-armored god and knew that this person was dying.

He did not make a move at the moment, but just looked at the golden-armored god opposite quietly.

"I am Shenxiao, a 3,000-year-old Mahayana, a 6,000-year-old celestial being, and a 30,000-year-old golden immortal. Once I lost my way, I know today that I am me!"

After speaking, the divine light on the golden-armored god Shenxiao suddenly began to dissipate. As the divine light gradually dissipated, the broken golden armor on the golden-armored god also began to dissipate, followed by flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the golden armored god disappeared, and there was no trace of him between heaven and earth.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The sitting deer arhat chanted the Buddha's name, and in the blink of an eye, the twelve-ring Zen staff fell into his hands.

"Arhat, what should we do next?" A monk said.

"There are many treasures in Tianhuangling, and it is natural that you cannot return empty-handed. You can go treasure hunting in groups of three or two. I have important things to do." The sitting deer arhat spoke in a deep voice.

After speaking, before everyone could react, the sitting deer arhat had turned into a Buddha light and disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when Shenxiao completely dissipated, the palace deep in Tianhuangling also received the news, and all the demons were full of emotion.

They seemed to be alive, but in fact, it was worse than death. Although Shenxiao completely dissipated, it was better to say that it was a new life.

Many gods and demons thought they had seen through life and death, but in fact, when they really faced death, very few could really see through it.

Elsewhere, a group of people from the War God Realm rode on unicorns and were invincible. The War God Realm was different from the cultivators in other realms. They basically did not act alone, but were very united.

At most, they were divided into three groups. Ning Junjie, Zhan Wushuang, and Lan Xuejiao each led a group to kill the enemy in the ancient wilderness.

Although there were injuries along the way, there were no casualties from beginning to end. The War God Realm was also one of the teams with the least casualties among those who entered Tianhuang Ridge.

On this day, the three small teams met again. Ning Junjie, Zhan Wushuang, and Lan Xuejiao all had some injuries, but they were not fatal.

"I have received the news that "God and Demon Transformation" is near the Tianhuang Palace." Ning Junjie said solemnly.

After a moment of silence, Zhan Wushuang suddenly said, "If I am right, "God and Demon Transformation" is what Fellow Daoist Wu is looking for."

"Such a valuable treasure should naturally belong to the virtuous. Are we going to give it to Wu Zheng?" Lan Xuejiao frowned and said.

"In front of a valuable treasure, there is no reason to give it up. It's just that Wu Daoyou has extraordinary magical powers. Even if the three of us attack together, we may not be his opponent!" Zhan Wushuang said in a deep voice.

"Zhan Daoyou, you have been unwilling to tell us about the situation of fighting with Wu Zheng in the war world. Don't you want to tell us now?" Ning Junjie frowned and said.

Zhan Wushuang shook his head: "The reason why I didn't say it is because I don't want you to be afraid and lose the desire to compete with Wu Daoyou. Since you want to know, I will tell you today."

"This person's eight gates of the flesh are open, and his soul is powerful, far beyond the great masters. Even ordinary human immortals are not his opponents. Moreover, this person has comprehended several kinds of law power, including the law of time and space." Zhan Wushuang said in a deep voice.

Ning Junjie and Lan Xuejiao were silent when they heard this. If Wu Zheng had only comprehended ordinary laws, even if he opened all eight gates, the two of them would have the means to check and balance, but Wu Zheng comprehended the laws of time and space.

If the people of the War God Realm discovered "God and Demon Transformation" at the same time as Wu Zheng, there is no doubt that "God and Demon Transformation" will only be in Wu Zheng's pocket.

To put it bluntly, in the entire Tianhuangling, anyone who discovered the treasure at the same time as Wu Zheng would be the biggest winner.