Chapter 4 The landlord's family has no surplus grain [1/4]
After receiving the amorphous flying ring, the 'dust master' left under the pretext of leaving, and after the dust left, Chen Xuanzang also said that he wanted to go back to his master, and then the entire Gao Laozhuang was only left with Zhu Gangguan and the mysterious Miss Duan.
Miss Duan turned back slightly as if smiling, looked at the pig Gangguan who had taken refuge and said lightly: "You beast is really good at causing trouble!"
Zhu Gangguan was stunned when he heard this, turned a deaf ear to such obvious humiliating words, and folded his hands slightly and said: "Why did the female benefactor come up with such words? I am now a refuge in my Buddha, and the past is like the smoke of the past, this place is the place of my sin, so I plan to stay here and chant sutras every day to alleviate my sins!"
The disdain in Miss Duan's expression flashed when she heard this, but she immediately retracted her intention to kill this demon with one palm, and her plan was interrupted by the sudden dust!
Pinching her fingers slightly, Miss Duan's brows furrowed even deeper, the ordinary monk who seemed to only have a fitting period couldn't figure out his heels and whereabouts!
"Hehe! How can the Flying Ring be so easy to take!The deity wants to see if your greed can protect your life!" Miss Duan smiled slightly, and then disappeared abruptly.
Only Zhu Gangguan with a stunned face was left, because at that moment, Zhu Gangguan felt the incomparable breath of Haoran, and the power of that breath was ten thousand times stronger than his own, but such a character was hidden and cultivated, what was the plan?
But Zhu Gangguan, who had been forcibly converted to the law of goodness, just turned his head and retracted his thoughts, at this time he felt that he had never had such a clear goal, this feeling was so good!
After leaving Gao Laozhuang, Zhao Xianzong randomly found a sinister place and laid out several formations.
As soon as the thought moved, the uncertain flying ring appeared in his hand, and the divine sense probed inward slightly, and Zhao Xianzong found that there was a great power in it, this is a supreme weapon that imprisons the soul of the gods, compared to other treasures, once this kind of imprisoning weapon is established, it can make mortals can easily drive a great power to cultivate to the heavens.
Feeling the power of imprisonment, Zhao Xianzong knew that if he didn't notice that he was trapped by this thing, he might only be enslaved by it, this was a treasure that could enslave the immortals.
As a result, Zhao Xianzong also had a little guess about the cultivation of Sun Wukong who was suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain, and the Sun Wukong was at most a heavenly immortal cultivation, otherwise he would not be imprisoned by this.
"But in this case, the question arises, this Monkey King is also an incarnation? What are they doing in this plane for such a big show?" Zhao Xianzong was puzzled, although he already had a faint conjecture in his heart, but it still needed to be further verified.
"Forbidden!"
After a low snort, countless time rules were mobilized by Zhao Xianzong in an instant, and they were all wrapped around the amorphous flying ring in his hand, and there was a powerful divine sense entrenched in this thing, Zhao Xianzong didn't want to provoke it at the moment, so he could only imprison it first, and wait for other planes to deal with it.
Until this time, Zhao Xianzong could faintly guess why Miss Duan was angry about taking away this ring, but in the end she still endured it, it turned out to be such an idea, as long as this divine consciousness is still there, this thing will break through at any time, who can take this treasure!
But this time it fell into my own hands, and I'm afraid it will disappoint some people!
The confinement of the rules of time, unless the cultivation is far beyond oneself, or the understanding of the rules of time is far beyond oneself, otherwise even if the true immortal comes, he will not be able to break his own prohibition.
At the moment when Zhao Xianzong banned the Infinite Flying Ring, a figure traveling thousands of miles away in the sky suddenly changed slightly, and said in horror: "How is this possible!"
Then his hands quickly calculated, and after a long time, he still found nothing, and the figure's eyes shrank slightly to look at the sky and muttered: "The deity is incarnated into tens of millions, although this world is not very important, but it is also intolerant of destruction by others, a thousand years of planning, how can it be a failure, no matter who you are, the deity advises you to stop here, otherwise it will be beyond you!"
Zhao Xianzong, who was in the cave thousands of miles away, suddenly heard the faint but threatening words coming from the uncertain flying ring, and just smiled faintly.
"After all, can't you help it? In this way, it seems that you are not more than Er'er, even if you are a quasi-saint powerhouse, but you are just an incarnation, this seat wants to see your power!" Zhao Xianzong muttered in his heart.
As soon as Zhao Xianzong came out of this remark, he already knew, this must be the battle of faith of those who cultivated the gods, the five major sects in this direction seem to be powerful, but they are not these two Buddhist sects can play between applause, it is conceivable that after Chen Xuanzang subdues Sun Wukong, the demon cultivation in this world will inevitably usher in a catastrophe, and Chen Xuanzang, who recites 300 children's songs, must be one of the most outstanding Buddhist disciples, and the name of the Buddha will be all over this world.
This is simply a simplified version of Journey to the West!
"In this way, the so-called Monkey King cultivated by the Heavenly Immortals here may be forcibly created by these two powerful incarnations of Buddhism?"
As soon as the thought moved, Zhao Xianzong jumped up, took the magic circle with a swipe, and the whole person immediately broke away towards the west.
It's a huge mountain range with mountains, but unlike the past, it's all gray, with bare mountains everywhere and ruined scenery everywhere.
A posture of dying.
Hidden in the void, his divine consciousness slowly swept by, and a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of him.
The bare mountains hundreds of miles away seem to be unusual, but when combined with the mountains reflected in the water, a reclining Buddha with a width of 1,300 zhang and a height of 256 zhang suddenly formed.
Zhao Xianzong's brows furrowed slightly, and when his divine sense probed carefully, he found that this thing was actually transformed by a strange treasure, but the power of this strange treasure was extremely disdainful, and it was not even as good as the magic weapon refined by the combined cultivator.
"In this way, it seems that even if it is a quasi-saint powerhouse, after turning into a god, the landlord's family has no surplus food!" Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly.
Poor to such a situation, and not forgetting to pretend to be coercing, so it seems that this quasi-saint power is also quite desperate in order to be able to go further, it seems that he has to work harder, what an inspirational teaching story this is!
Hidden in the void, Zhao Xianzong sat cross-legged on the spot and waited quietly.
Whether this trip can be harvested further depends on the merits of this final battle!
Time passed in a hurry, and the time of January passed in a flash, and with the sound of doubts coming from afar, Zhao Xianzong suddenly opened his eyes.