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Chapter 1344

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Li Qingshan frowned and asked, "Why?"

Gu Yanying told him everything she had seen and heard, which made his frown deepen and deepen. The feathered people present paled in fright. If the nest was destroyed, no eggs would remain intact. If the World of the Nine Provinces was destroyed, they could only go to the Hungry Ghost realm or the Demon domain. Either one would be a choice worse than death for them.

And those living beings didn't even have such a choice.

Li Qingshan pondered for a long time and asked, "Is it my fault?"

Gu Yanying shook her head, "The path exists, the heart goes, there is no other choice."

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "This is not your character. Why, are you afraid of embarrassing me? Even if there are thousands of reasons, I can't absolve myself from the blame. It's really not easy to be a hero. Before I leave, let me do my best! "

With a splash, he jumped out of the pool, and the milky white spiritual liquid rolled down his bronze-colored body. He was naked, and he walked out of the door like a statue.

"No Fault"

Li Fengyuan gave him the clothes he had prepared. Li Qingshan shook off the red clothes and put them on. He tightened the belt and asked, "Where's Little Ann?"

"He seems to be digging up the bones."



Bigwheel Temple of Leizhou.

A white hand stroked the prayer wheel, and the whirring sound passed through the dark corridor. Turning a corner, the sunset dyed the palace built against the mountain red. It was quiet and glorious, and the chanting sound came from afar.

Arriving at the main entrance of the hall, her white bare feet stepped over the high threshold. Thousands of monks were sitting neatly in the vast hall. The chanting sound was continuous, but it suddenly quieted down.

The long-browed old monk sitting on the high platform said in a deep voice, "Amitabha, the sea of bitterness is boundless, repent and you will be saved."

His voice shook the house. It was deafening, like thunder.

Thousands of monks said together, "The sea of bitterness is boundless, repent and you will be saved."

Many pairs of eyes were attracted by the white ghost-like figure, and their voices were not as powerful and decisive as the old monk's.

She seemed not to hear it, and walked past the monks to the high platform.

"Zha!"

The Long-Browed Old Monk straightened his back. His shriveled body suddenly swelled up and tightened the scarlet kasaya. There were three monks on his left and right, all of them looking angry.

The Seven Great Monk Kings of the Bigwheel Temple were ready to strike. Their aura was like a prison or an ocean, rushing toward her.

She acted as if she didn't hear any of this. Step by step, she walked to the front of the high platform. The battle was about to begin, but she walked around the side of the platform.

From the beginning to the end, he did not even look at the long-browed old monk. Except for her. All the monks looked at the old monk. The veins on the old monk's forehead were popping out. He clenched his fists tightly, like a Vajra glaring at them. He was about to protect them and subdue the demon.

The moment she brushed past him, she suddenly deflated and sat back down on the platform.

She came to the back of the hall and cut open a stone door with her sword, entering the deep underground palace.

In the Hall of Great Strength, a Monk King said, "Abbot. The enemies of the Buddha have invaded the Relic Palace, quickly activate the rotation formation! How can you blaspheme the corporeal body relics of our predecessors? "

The long-browed old monk retorted, "So what if we activate the formation?"

For a moment, the crowd in the hall was stirred up. "We will fight the enemy of Buddha!" "We swear to live and die with Bigwheel Temple!" "Let her know that Bigwheel Temple is not a place where she can come and go as she pleases."

The long-browed old monk said again, "We can fight with her, but what if Li Qingshan comes?"

All the monks were silent. Most of them had not seen Li Qingshan with their own eyes, so they did not know much about the cause and effect of the battle on Mount Dragon Head. However, the ending of the Lingguo Temple was known by everyone, and it shocked all the Buddhist disciples in the world.

It rose from the mountain and crossed thousands of miles. It was thrown in front of Mount Dragon Head. Such power was unimaginable, making people lose the courage to fight against it.

The long-browed old monk put his palms together and closed his eyes, "Let's leave it to fate!"

She had already come to the depths of the underground palace, right below the Hall of Great Strength. The belly of the mountain was hollowed out, and a nine-story building was built. Dried corpses were sitting there, and they were the corporeal body relics left by the previous eminent monks. Because they worshiped the Chakravarti Saint King, if they had no hope of ascending, they would reincarnate with a bit of their real spirits, so they kept a lot of corporeal body relics.

She shook her hand, and the Three Burial Robe floated up, wrapping around a dried corpse.

She recited the Three Burial Scripture, and lines of blasphemous scriptures flowed on the Three Burial Robe. The eyes of the dried corpse blinked, and its skin turned from yellow to white. Its sunken cheeks gradually became rosy, and it looked no different from a living person. It stood up and knelt in front of her, putting its palms together, "Honored Master."

The Three Burial Robe — the living dead, flesh and bones, reincarnating the dead, and converting people to the path of bones.

In a moment, the dried corpses stood up one after another. There were men and women among them, and regardless of their age and appearance when they died, they all returned to the appearance of their prime. All of them were youthful and full of vitality, and their eyes shone with a bright luster.

They were different from the Skeletal Demons formed by the Skull Prayer Beads, and the Skeletal Ghost King in the Blood Sea Banner. They all had the power and wisdom of their previous lives, but they were converted by her and became her disciples.

Those who could place the corporeal body relics here were all the eminent monks of the Bigwheel Temple. It could be said that if she walked out now, she could build a holy land of Buddhism that did not belong to the Lingguo Temple.

A monk stepped forward, "Honored Master, the current abbot of the Bigwheel Temple was originally my disciple. I'm willing to go up and discuss dharma with him, so that he can break the cycle of reincarnation and convert to the sect."

"What if he doesn't obey?"

"Then we can only grant him Nirvana, and then ask the honored master to convert him."

The eminent monks walked out of the underground palace, and not long after, the Bigwheel Temple converted.



Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly. Sometimes, he really did not understand what this child was doing, and it made him sigh. The Little Ann who had doubts and asked him for guidance on the path of bones was gone forever?

"What about Little Ming?"

Gu Yanying said, "He's trying to control the Sky Climbing Vine at the Dragon Head Mountain, and let it communicate with the Asura Path."

Li Qingshan nodded, "All he lacks is resources. If he succeeds, I'm afraid he'll be able to pass the fourth Heavenly Tribulation very soon. We can also follow this Sky Climbing Vine and go to the Asura Path if we want to, the Demonic Beast Path if we want to, and if we want to …"

His voice gradually slowed down, and an idea appeared in his mind, but it was erratic, vague, and difficult to grasp. He could not help but fall into deep thought.

Suddenly, he had an idea, "Wait, I have a good idea! If we succeed, we can not only save the world, but it will also be of great benefit to us. We can do what Chuo Long wanted to do but failed to do. "

Gu Yanying's eyes flashed, "You mean …"

"Let's go, we'll talk about it at the Dragon Head Mountain."

The Kunpeng rose with the wind, and Gu Yanying said to Li Qingshan on her back, "Aren't your injuries all healed? Why don't you fly over yourself? "

"The situation is so urgent, aren't you fast? As the saying goes, 'Capable people do more work'. Also, please be polite to the hero who is about to save the world. "Li Qingshan spread his legs, and stood on the Kunpeng's back like a thorn.

"Do you know that you can be really annoying sometimes? We've arrived at the Dragon Head Mountain, hurry up and get off!"

Gu Yanying rolled her eyes, and the Kunpeng went around the Sky Climbing Vine that connected the sky and the earth, and slowly landed on the Dragon Head Mountain. (To be continued …)

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Chapter 415: Convert, Save the World

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