Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

"If there is such a day, please win the team to believe me." Ye Xiang said calmly.

Ying Ziye nodded, "I believe no one will disbelieve you, even if it really comes to that point."

"I know."

Briefly speaking, Ye Xiang applied for a few copies of the five-rank Linglong Pill's medicinal materials, and planned to make alchemy.

The Southwest strategic policy has been determined, and the war to regain the country is just a good start, and it is far from the end.

Ying Ziye also had a lot of work to do. He had just become the deputy team member of the Killing Team. In the team, Mo Xiu and Lin Jun had retired, so they needed to be supplemented.

Originally, in melee combat, the beheading team was very sufficient. There were Ye Xiang, Lin Jun, Feng Yuan, Jiang Guan, and the Chu team was still there before. It can be said that the beheading team's ability to tear sharp knives is very powerful.

Although Ye Xiang had grown up enough to stand alone for the Killing Team, there was still a huge gap between him and Feng Yuan in melee combat ability compared to before.

At this time, the entire Sichuan, Shu and Nanzhao areas have been recovered, and garrison bases have been established around the front line one by one, and troops have settled in.

All the soldiers stationed on the defense line with firm eyes, and will never allow Chuanshu to lose again, even if they sacrifice their lives!

Because Nanzhao's retreat was cut off, the main force of the Shesha alien race retreated into the Tibetan area without hesitation.

The entire Tibetan area is very vast, and after the tens of thousands of snakes entered the Tibetan area, they disappeared very quickly.

The beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains along the way is magnificent, even the King of Shesha has never seen such a beautiful scenery.

The current base camp of the Tongmai alien race is deep in the Tibetan area. In the previous battle, the Tongmai throne was killed, and the high-level prison pupil king was almost killed.

Even though the newborn Throne of Mirage has appeared, it is far from growing up and can only be strictly protected. Regarding this point, the Dire Alien Clan knows how to choose.

After the fall of Jingzhou, even the Sichuan and Sichuan regions were planning to get rid of it. They gathered all their forces together to protect the throne of the pupil and grow up.

However, in such a deserted place, a few young monks walked on the snow-capped mountains day and night, eating and sleeping in the open.

It is self-cultivation, but also self-cultivation of mind and nature.

In just a few months, the strength of several people has improved a lot, and their temperament has also undergone many changes.

Especially the Buddha son Xuzang, even if the realm reaches the sixth rank, he is still advancing by leaps and bounds, and his level has not stopped improving.

The inheritance of Buddhism that he has comprehended is more profound, his temperament is introverted, his appearance is ordinary, but it is unfathomable.

Junior brother's death, seen and heard along the way.

The idea of ​​crossing the world is not to find it, but to find it right now.

For him, whether he can find Tantric Buddhism seems to be unimportant. Even if his predecessors veto his own path, he will not waver and change it.

The reason why we are still moving forward is that we still need an answer after all.

That is to look at the Tantra that proposed the idea of ​​crossing the world in the first place, how it is now.

Why a hundred years ago, there were only figures of Daoism, if it was the idea of ​​crossing the world, why was there no figure of Tantric Buddhism?

Go all the way, over the mountains, go all the way.

Finally, several young monks saw the magnificent Tashilhunpo Monastery even though it had been abandoned for many years.

Collapsed palace walls, dilapidated tile-roofed houses, and even the dilapidated stupa.

On the ten-meter-high spiritual pagoda, there are more than a dozen bodies that are already bones.

They wore fading cassocks and Buddhist robes, blowing in the wind.

Several young monks stared blankly at this scene, their faces full of disbelief.

But think about it, the position of Tantra is the core of the Tongmai alien race, how could it be possible to persist for so long.

"Brother?"

Xu Zhu looked at Fozi and asked.

Fozi looked at the bones of the senior with deep eyes, nodded slightly, "Regardless of the price."

Inside the temple, many foreign races with pupils can be seen with the naked eye, and many of them are high-level prison pupil kings.

Obviously, this place is already considered the stronghold of the foreign race.

Several young monks heard the sound and rushed towards the direction of the spiritual pagoda.

As the descendants of the Buddhist inheritance, they are not allowed to see this scene, and they are still indifferent.

The young monks were very fast and direct, that is, they rushed straight to the spiritual pagoda.

Soon it was seen by many foreign races, and they roared and surrounded them.

The young monks continued to rush forward without fear.

In just a few thousand meters, it seems like moths to a flame at this time.

Countless cursed auras flew towards them.

The disciple of Xuzang recited the mantra, and the light of Buddha appeared on his body.

As a disciple of the Buddha, the vision of heaven and earth is the Buddha of Hell, and the Dharma of Ksitigarbha appeared, and countless evil spirits roared with resentment, devouring and tearing the cursed halo all over the sky.

The rest of the young monks also practiced the Arhat Dharma one after another, summoning the guardian visions such as the dragon, the tiger, and the sacred elephant to carry themselves, resisting the curse halo, and speeding up their own speed.

But the distance of thousands of meters still seemed extremely far away at this time.

After all, Buddha's son Xu Zang is not a powerhouse of rank nine. Even if he comprehended the vision of Ksitigarbha Buddhism, he would not be able to bear so many cursed auras.

Halfway through the distance, the Hell Pagoda began to dim, and the countless cursed auras withered all the karma in it, and the phantoms of evil ghosts rotted into mud.

At the moment when the local Tibetan vision completely dissipated, Xu Zang folded his hands together, his eyes bursting with Buddha's light.

Seeing that his juniors were all protecting him, he said with a serious expression: "Leave me alone, go and remove the bones of the ancestors from the pagoda!"

Xu Zhu was a little hesitant, many juniors were also a little at a loss.

But in the end, Xu Zhu still gritted his teeth and made a decision, "Let's go!"

They continued to rush forward, while Xu Zang was holding a staff, and turned around to look at the densely packed alien race behind him.

Looking at those strange cursed pupils, Xu Zang's expression has not changed from the beginning to the end.

The arhat status inheritance of Junior Brother Xujue emerged in his hand, and he punched it into the staff with one palm.

With a buzzing sound, a strong Buddha light bloomed from the staff.

This magic staff is a top-level Buddhist artifact in Buddhism, and with all its strength, a thick barrier blocked Xu Cang's body.

The Luo Han Guo bit rotates in the staff and rings together with the copper bell.

Numerous curse auras were resisted, sheltering the whole body.

Xu Zang sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures and Zen words non-stop.

The whisper, in an instant, spread throughout the temple, echoing his voice everywhere.

Finally, this thousand-year-old temple that has been silent for hundreds of years has responded.

A dilapidated ancient Buddha statue exudes Buddha light, like a gathering of stars.

In the end, it turned into a giant palm and fell from the sky, instantly blasting and killing thousands and hundreds of alien races without leaving any bones left!

This scene caught the rest of the senior brothers in a daze, but they did not forget to run towards the pagoda.

The entire ancient temple seems to be displaying the last afterglow and Buddhist teachings. Thousands of years of whispering Buddhist words, traveling through time and space, reappeared and sang together to cater to the Buddha.

Under the blessing of the majestic Dharma, at this moment, Xu Zang is invincible.