Chapter 672: Thirty-six Weeks and Days

Warcraft Island soared, and the surrounding sea level fell more than a hundred feet, causing countless small islands to rise in the endless sea below Warcraft Island. And nine pillars of water rose to connect with the Demon Beast Island in mid-air, and countless sea beast corpses were also involved in it, instantly turning into ashes, and the spiritual power was absorbed. This made the True Martial Monks who watched the ascension of Warcraft Island from afar in the endless sea below Warcraft Island even more frightened.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with Warcraft Island?"

A young monk and an old man came to a newborn island to look out at the western sky.

"Legend has it that Warcraft Island is from another world, and chaos is coming, and Warcraft Island is soaring away. I didn't expect that I would really encounter this kind of war, disaster and chaos in my lifetime. ”

"Ancestor, heroes emerge in troubled times! Han Cong, Zhou Qian, Jiang Chen, Liu Feng, Han Ning, Gao Jian, and Lu Chengfeng are not today's heroes, not to mention thousands of admirers, and countless beauties admire, so majestic, who doesn't envy them!"

"Boy, you know what! more you have, more you give. With great power comes great responsibility. Do you know what they're doing now? they're fighting the demons in the depths of the heart of Warcraft Island, and life and death are only in a moment. You kid should live a down-to-earth life! There are more than 300 people in my clan, and I don't know whether or not I am alive or dead, and my ancestor now only hopes that you will be safe for the rest of your life, and you can just spread the branches and leaves for the Li family. ”

"Ancestor, just be relieved! Didn't your old man say that after the great chaos, there will be a great world? Seeing these countless new islands rising, it is like a newborn monk, and it must be waiting for people with lofty ideals to develop and own. ”

"It's not good, boy, let's get through this hurdle and talk about it!"

A wave several feet high mixed with the corpses of sea beasts instantly rushed towards the island, and the old and young were immediately submerged. After the half-pillar incense, the tide receded, and the young Zhuji monk crawled out of the crack in the stone, looked at the corpses of the sea beasts all over the place, and immediately shouted excitedly:

"Haha, Ancestor, let's send it now! Sea Dragon, Water Repellent Beast, as well as Tuna and Stegosaurus Nickname! This is the hope that Young Master Ben will attack the Jie Dan! Ancestor, Ancestor ......"

The young monk did not respond, and turned to look at the place where the two were hiding, only to see his ancestor lying motionless on the ground.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

Helping the ancestor, the young monk's hands were full of blood, and then looking at the back of the ancestor, it was not a hole the size of a bowl.

"Ancestor, you can't!"

The Ancestor spurted a mouthful of blood and struggled to open his eyes.

"Xiaochun, the way forward...... Go by yourself!Old Ancestor...... Jaya...... I can't care about you......"

The old man's hand loosened, and his head turned away. The young man hurriedly rescued, and after half a pillar of incense, the old man did not wake up.

"Ancestor, your old man has been careful in this life, and has spent his life safely in the wind and waves, why can't he get through this time! Don't you often say that safety comes first, and peace is a blessing? Woowoo...... Ahh......h

Life and death are only in an instant, no matter what people want, Providence always inadvertently changes the trajectory of life. Life and death can happen at any time and anywhere.

Above the Monster Island, under the huge golden light cover, thirty pillars of light were like holding up a huge umbrella. In the five caves of the underground giants of Bulao Mountain, Longyuan, Phoenix's Nest, Tiger's Den, and Guize, the True Martial Monks are fighting against the demons who are constantly emerging from the cracks in the stone wall. Only Han Cong in the Juqing Cave was the most relaxed, and the power of the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Ding controlled by Jiang Xiaoling's five women had greatly increased, and under their leadership, the demons were to destroy one by one. However, the first one that couldn't hold on was the Kaizawa Cave where Tang Long and other high-ranking monks were located. After sending out the signal, in Tang Yuxin's giant cave, Tang Yu said to Han Cong, Jiang Xiaoling and the other five:

"Thirty-six Weeks of Gathering Spirit Array, the core of this is the Spirit Gathering Disk, which requires a key to open it. At the moment, it's just the key in the middle. Drunkards, only holy relics connected to it can be opened. ”

"Tang Yu used to be a senior disciple of Long Qian's predecessors, and she was right. I stayed, Tang Yu went to Huofeng Cave, Sister Haitang went to the Tiger's Den, Maomao went to Longyuan, and Xue'er went to Guize. Han Cong, you take the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Ding to the central cave. ”

"That's right, kid, your Biluo Five Elements Ring can just sense half of the lotus pod, they are of the same root and origin. ”

After Jiang Xiaoling finished speaking, the Green Dragon Order Spirit Dragon Rider sent another message.

"Xiaoling, then be careful. ”

"Let's go!

Tang Yu was the first to exit the Juqing Cave and head to the Guize Cave where Tang Long was.

"Xiaoyu, you're going there. ”

Li Xue stopped Tang Yu, and then pointed to Fengchi Cave and said.

"Xue'er, help me watch my brother! I obviously said that I wouldn't let him come, but he didn't listen. ”

"Don't worry!"

Han Cong appeared in the central cave, and through the mixed yuan Qiankun Ding, he immediately sensed the situation of Jiang Xiaoling and the other five women. With the addition of Tang Yu and others, the pressure on the monks in the tiger's den and other caves was greatly reduced. As Han Cong's spiritual power continued to urge the Wufang Ding, Jiang Xiaoling and the other five women in the other five caves could freely use the power of the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Ding, and the demons in the cave were quickly exterminated, and new higher-level demons quickly emerged.

"The owner of the sealing artifact, the artifact chooses you, you are the Tianjiao of the times, and now the time has come to repay the true martial arts. Thirty-six Seal Emissaries, please return to your place. ”

In the southwest direction of Warcraft Island, Han Ning and Tu Tianjiao sensed a loud voice calling at the same time. Before he could react, he was pulled into the void by a powerful force of the artifact in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the two appeared in the sealed place. The sealing artifact returned to the eye of the circle on its own, and in the blink of an eye, the pillar of the eye of the array instantly became stronger. The situation is the same for Lu Chengfeng, Gao Jian, Fu Xue, etc. No matter where they are, the monk with the sealing artifact will immediately appear in the sealed place. Almost at the same time, all the artifacts lost the control of their owners, and not only that, but the artifacts absorbed their spiritual power independently.

Thirty pillars of light were full of spiritual light, and finally gathered into six pillars of light in the Demon Beast Mountain Range to fall from the sky, and then sank into the ground. Six pillars of light poured into the central cave under the Bulao Mountain, appeared above Han Cong's head, and landed in the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Ding. A powerful suction force almost sucked one-third of the spiritual power in Han Cong's body. What made Han Cong even more angry was that the Blue Dragon Order flew away uncontrollably, also sucking up one-third of his spiritual power. If it weren't for Han Cong's five primordial infants, if it weren't for the automatic protector of the Biluo Five Elements Ring and the continuous supply of spiritual power for Han Cong, if he were replaced by any other monk, I am afraid that he would be immediately sucked into a dried corpse.

"Bastard, what's going on. Yuan Xiu ......"

Han Cong's first thought of possibly engaging in ghosts was the sanctimonious monk Yuan Xiu, but he didn't expect Yuan Xiu to really be called.

"Lord Han Shi, the Blue Dragon Order is originally a Red Lotus Lake Sealing Artifact, because it is your natal magic weapon, please go with your clone. ”

Han Cong was furious

"Bald donkey, have we all become the providers of the sealing artifact?"

"Donor, the Sealing Artifact gives you strength and honor, they need you now, and you deserve something in return. ”

How could Han Cong be willing to become a part of the Thirty-Six Heavens Gathering Spirit Array, and he might eventually become the nourishment of the Buddha Mountain of Buddhism. What's more, many of the owners of the sealing artifacts were his relatives and friends.

"Bald donkey, you dare to deceive your Second Master Han. ”

"Donor, don't you want to help Buddha Mountain get out of the sea of suffering, and endure to see hundreds of millions of living beings hiding in the sea. ”

"Tell me, what will happen to Warcraft Island in the end, what will happen to the creatures on the island, what will happen to the thirty-six monks?"

"The island of Warcraft will become a blissful world without strife and disaster, where all beings on the island will be equal and will be universalized in the Dharma. The thirty-six true warriors will become the gods of the thirty-six heavens of the world. ”

"Damn, god, immortal, does Lao Tzu need your bald donkey canonization?"

Han Cong was really angry, the reason why Buddhism's set was resisted by the True Martial Arts Cultivation Realm was because Buddhism confuses people's hearts, so that believers can provide willing power for Buddhism's cultivation of mana, to put it bluntly, it is the private property of Buddhism, like a raised animal. Legend has it that all beings in the Buddha Heaven World can only practice the Dharma, and other cultivation systems cannot exist. All living beings are the private property of Buddhism.

"The monks of Warcraft Island have lost their cultivation, their life is worse than death, and their living souls have become the private property of Buddhism, and they have lost their inheritance, which is no different from death. ”

"Master Han Shi, can you say that the sentient beings living under the universal Dharma, are they unhappy? Birth, old age, sickness and death, the eternal laws of nature. Isn't that bad?"

The sages boycotted Buddhism, that is, you deprived the human race of the right to cultivate the truth and pursue the path of immortals, and let them provide the power of the Buddha like slaves. ”

"Master Han, the law of the forest in the cultivation realm, the law of the jungle in the cultivation realm, the weak and the strong eat the strong, will the human race live happily?

"Anyway, I'm not going to let our friends die here. ”

"Lao Tzu is no longer playing. ”

The Mixed Yuan Qiankun Ding and the Qinglong Ling are Han Cong's natal magic weapons, and they use the "Immortal Body Soul Fusion Technique", which is the most difficult to cultivate in the fairy world, to integrate with the body. Therefore, Han Cong's mood fluctuated, and the two instruments were also affected and began to become unstable. The thirty-six monks immediately woke up and tried to reconnect with the sealing artifact.

Yuan Xiu's heart was shocked, knowing that Han Cong did things casually, and he couldn't force it. So he hurriedly said:

"Master Han, please stop, the little monk swears in the name of the Buddha that he will respect the wishes of all sentient beings and send the monks who are willing to return to the True Martial Spirit Realm to leave Buddha Mountain. ”

Han Cong was silent, could it really be impossible to give up the Ascension of Warcraft Island, he could only say that he could save the people he cared about as much as possible!

Han Cong promised Yuan Xiu to continue to cooperate, and the fire spirit clone appeared in the sky above Chilian Lake. The Mixed Yuan Qiankun Ding is back in operation. However, Zhou Qian and other high-level cultivators, especially those who had been recognized by the artifact, were invisibly protected by the artifact, leaving behind the last bit of spiritual power and consciousness. However, the owners of the thirty-six sealed artifacts, there are still people who have successively turned into a stream of spiritual light and fused with the artifact and truly disappeared.

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