In the southern wilderness, in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, an old monk of the Subodhi Zen Temple led 2 young disciples to force a demonic martial artist with Real Pellet State strength to the bottom of a cliff. Behind him was a mountain wall that was thousands of meters high, and there was no way to retreat.
Although the two people brought by the old monk were young disciples, they were actually 40 or 50 years old. However, in the Subodhi Monastery, disciples of this age were considered 'young'.
"'Cold Demon Blade' Fang Chenkong, you slaughtered the savage tribe in the southern wilderness. Your methods are cruel and outrageous. Do you think you can still escape in this southern wilderness?"
Fang Chenkong sneered, "Old monk, if you want to blame someone, you can always find a pretext. I have been in this southern wilderness for a long time. I don't believe that you don't know that it was another savage tribe who paid me to kill. You ignored them and came to find trouble with me. Isn't it because your Subodhi Monastery and Great Light Temple joined hands with Kunlun Sect, but in the end, you were chased down dejectedly. So, you flew into a rage out of humiliation and wanted to attack us Devil Dao rogue cultivators? "
The old monk of the Subodhi Monastery chanted, "Fang Chenkong, your demonic nature is deep, and you are still stubborn at this time. Since you can't let go of the butcher's knife, then I can only send you to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. "
As he said, the old monk of the Subodhi Monastery said to the two younger monks behind him, "You guys do it."
The old monk of the Subodhi Monastery had the cultivation of the Real Fire Spirit Refinement State. If he really wanted to kill Fang Chenkong, he could actually kill him in 3 moves.
The reason why they had to slowly force him into a dead end was because they wanted to train their disciple's combat ability.
It was too difficult for these ascetic monks of the Subodhi Monastery to really finish their apprenticeship. The requirements were extremely high, so the age of the disciples was generally older. Many of them had reached the Real Pellet State, but they only read Buddhist scriptures in the temple for their entire lives.
Cultivation and combat power were two different meanings after all, so there were often masters among the ascetic monks who brought their disciples out to travel the world to train their actual combat ability.
Fang Chenkong snorted coldly. He gripped the long saber in his hand tightly and pushed his strength to the limit. He was prepared to fight to the death. At the very least, he could die with some dignity.
Two Real Pellet State martial artists of Subodhi Monastery rushed up and fought with Fang Chenkong.
The experience of these two people naturally could not compare to Fang Chenkong, who had mingled in the Southern Barbaric Martial World since he was young, and had killed his way out of a storm of blood. However, the two of them were, after all, from large sects. Their strength was deep, and the various martial techniques that they could grasp were also stronger than Fang Chenkong's. Other than not being used to it at the start, they easily suppressed him.
Seeing that Fang Chenkong could no longer hold on and was about to be killed, the old monk from the Subodhi Monastery sighed and chanted a Buddhist chant.
Right at this moment, strands of fluctuations appeared in space, and it was like a calm surface of water being rippled by a breeze.
A figure was' squeezed 'out of the ripples. In an instant, monstrous demonic qi shrouded the entire cliff. In front of that powerful breath, the poor Buddha's light on the old monk from the Subodhi Monastery, who was also at the Real Fire Spirit Refinement State, was directly suppressed to less than 10 meters away from him.
The three people who were fighting stopped subconsciously. The old monk from the Subodhi Monastery looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and he could no longer maintain his calm state of mind. His tranquil Buddha's heart had already set off a storm at this time. Even his eyes were filled with a trace of horror!
Chu Xiu shook his head. Until now, he still felt confused.
In fact, he didn't intend to return to the mortal world like this.
Even if he found the passage, he had to study whether it was safe. After all, coming from other places to the Daluotian, he had to go through layers of space storms. He must have the protection of the Heavenly Key.
And he also had to think carefully about whether he needed to bring anything from the Daluotian, and how he could use the passage between the mortal world and the Daluotian.
The premise of all this was that Chu Xiu could find the passage before he could think about it.
But who would have thought that things would happen so suddenly? There was an extremely strong suction force between the two spatial cracks. As soon as Chu Xiu approached, he was directly sucked in.
But as soon as he came out of the space, Chu Xiu saw the people in front of him and felt a familiar aura. A smile immediately appeared on his face.
He, Chu Xiu, was finally back!
The old monk from the Subodhi Monastery in front of him looked at Chu Xiu, and the horror in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
Chu Xiu did not recognize him, but he recognized Chu Xiu.
In the past, when the Alliance of the Righteous Sects had gone to Kunlun together, he had been at the Subodhi Monastery. He had a deep impression of Chu Xiu.
A year ago, the whole Jianghu was rumored to have died in a secret land under the power of heaven and earth. It could be said that God had eyes.
As the Kunlun Mountain closed, Ye Shaonan kept a low profile and cultivated. For a time, the power of the Devil Sects was greatly reduced, and the whole Jianghu was restored to the time when the Righteous Sects dominated the Jianghu.
But now, he actually saw Chu Xiu again. The devil was back!
At this moment, many things flashed through the old monk's mind.
For example, why Chu Xiu was not dead, and what impact his return would have on the whole Jianghu, and so on.
But in the end, all these things turned into one sentence: "Run! Run! "
He shouted angrily at the two monks from the Subodhi Monastery. The Gang Qi in his palm bloomed, and he directly threw the two people behind him.
He made a Buddhist seal with both hands, and in an instant, endless Buddhist light bloomed behind him. His Qi and blood were burning, turning into a hot Buddhist light that condensed into a towering Buddha shadow.
In the face of this devil, who had once made the whole Jianghu feel troublesome, the old monk from the Subodhi Monastery did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest, nor did he dare to relax.
As long as he could stall the other party and let the other two go back to report, his desperate fight would be worth it.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Chu Xiu's mouth, and his hand was already on the broken formation at his waist.
Two very simple movements: drawing the sword and chopping down.
At that moment, the sharp light enveloped the entire cliff, and everything was divided. The Buddhist light was extinguished, and the Buddha was nirvana.
The old monk from the Subodhi Monastery still had a look of disbelief in his eyes, but a line of blood appeared on his forehead, and he fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Putting the sword back into the sheath, the pure demonic aura in Chu Xiu's hand turned into a longbow.
The bow was pulled to a full moon, and two long arrows with the power of nirvana and the fire of destruction burst out, making a loud sound.
The moment the two arrows were shot out, Chu Xiu looked back at Fang Chenkong, who was stunned, and said lightly, "You are a demonic martial artist?"
Fang Chenkong was stunned, and then he nodded fiercely.
"Then are you willing to go back to the Kunlun Devil Cult with me?"
Fang Chenkong nodded fiercely again, and then he directly bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord Devil!"
He recognized Chu Xiu.
Which demonic martial artist in the entire Jianghu didn't recognize Chu Xiu? He was an existence that almost pushed the entire demonic path back to its peak 500 years ago.
Fang Chenkong rose up in a remote place like Nanman, and his life here was not bad. So when the Kunlun Devil Cult recruited disciples from the entire Jianghu, he didn't choose to go to the westernmost Kunlun Devil Cult.
And at this moment, the master of the Devil Cult, who was rumored to be dead, was standing in front of him. Of the three monks who wanted to kill him previously, two had already turned into ashes, and one was lying on the ground. If he dared to say the word "no", he didn't think that he would be spared just because he was from the demonic path.
Chu Xiu nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, a bit of the fire of destruction fell, burning the body of the old monk from the Subodhi Monastery into ashes. He destroyed the corpse skillfully and naturally.
"How long has it been since I died?"
Although he felt that Chu Xiu's words were a little awkward, Fang Chenkong still said, "About a year."
Chu Xiu nodded. He had only asked this because he wanted to confirm whether the flow of time in the Exalted Heaven and the Lower Realms was the same.
Now it seemed that it should be exactly the same, and even the location of these two spaces was extremely close to each other.
As for the space channel that he used to return to the Lower Realm, Chu Xiu also had some conjectures. This should be the place where the two worlds overlapped.
The Daluotian channel was in the depths of the Diluo Mountains, which belonged to the Nanman Land, and the channel to the Lower Realm was also in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, which also belonged to the Nanman Land.
Both channels were located in the southernmost part of the two worlds, and happened to correspond neatly at a certain point, so there was an overlap, which allowed people to come and go at will.
Because this was not a tear in the space, there was no power fluctuation, and there was no space storm coming and going, so naturally there was no need to use the Heavenly Key. That was why the Mahakala Deity Palace could bring all the people of the Deity Palace to the Lower Realm.
"During this time, how is my Kunlun Devil Cult? How is the situation in the Pugilistic World? "
Fang Chenkong answered carefully, "The Kunlun Devil Cult is fine. After you died … disappeared, the Great Light Temple and the Subodhi Monastery joined hands to go up to the Kunlun Mountain, wanting to seal the Rootless Sacred Flame.
However, Senior Wei Shuya stepped into the Heaven and Earth Profound Understanding realm, and controlled the Rootless Sacred Flame, forcing the two sects to retreat. Since then, the Kunlun Devil Cult has been sealing their mountain, and not a single disciple has left the mountain.
As for the situation in the Pugilistic World, I don't know much, but the situation of my Demonic Dao is getting more and more difficult.
The Kunlun Devil Cult includes the Hidden Devil Lineage and most of the rogue Demonic Dao martial artists. At this time, they have sealed their mountain, and the forces of the Demonic Dao in the wild are almost gone.
And although the Moon Worshipping Cult did not seal their mountain, they still stay in the Miaojiang to cultivate all day, and very few people go out.
The two strongest Demonic Dao sects in the world do not show up, and we Demonic Dao martial artists are suppressed, and it is extremely miserable. "
Listening to Fang Chenkong's description, Chu Xiu's eyes revealed a hint of coldness.
Originally, he thought that if he 'died', the Pugilistic World would not be so wary of the Kunlun Devil Cult, and the Alliance of the Righteous Sects would definitely disband.
In fact, he guessed half of it correctly. The Alliance of the Righteous Sects had indeed disbanded, but the Buddhist monks were even more ruthless than the Alliance of the Righteous Sects. They wanted to destroy the Kunlun Devil Cult from its roots.
The Great Light Temple, the Subodhi Monastery.
Very good, very good!
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