"Hmm? Someone from the Buddhist Sect?"
What entered his sight was a shiny bald head and a terrifying lion demon.
"Roar! Roar!"
The beast roared.
A deafening sound wave swept through the surroundings in an instant. At the same time, it was accompanied by an incomparably hot aura. The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, as if they were being roasted in a furnace.
At this moment, flames overflowed from the Ashen Flame Dragon Bone Zhu Wushi's body, and an exoskeleton that looked like a dragon bone attached itself to its body. In an instant, an extremely fierce and majestic aura surged.
"Bald monk, you have angered me!"
The lion demon spoke in human language, extremely furious!
At this moment, he had already condensed his demon core and broken through from the foundation establishment stage to the core formation stage. In terms of the realm of human cultivators, it was the golden core stage where true essence condensed into one and formed the golden core.
The muscular monk was only in the lianqi stage. Even though he could challenge those at a higher level and was not at a disadvantage compared to the zhuji stage, he was powerless against the jindan stage. There was a long dividing line between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core.
As soon as he finished speaking, the lion demon, whose body was covered in dragon bones and flames, pounced forward. With a bang, the muscular monk in front of him was sent flying dozens of meters back. He spun in the air and landed on the ground.
His expression was not calm, and one could see his shock in his widened eyes.
He actually broke through directly?
Golden Core…
F * ck, the higher the level, the more motionless he was.
"The demon core seems to be somewhat useful."
Qin Mo decided to make a move.
This muscular monk was a legitimate Buddhist disciple. Although Qin Mo never liked Buddhism, this little monk was to his liking.
"It seems that This Penniless Monk will have to die here. Master, I unfortunately died in the ancient mystic realm. I can only go to the underworld to scout the way first and can't send you off.”
A huge shadow enveloped his body, and the lion demon's claws, which were covered in Innate True Fire, pressed down like a mountain.
"Amita…"
Before he could finish his sentence, the muscular monk's eyes suddenly widened. In front of his eyes, a streak of white light suddenly streaked across. He did not know where it came from, but even a terrifying sword scar that was as deep as an abyss appeared on the ground.
A sharp sound rang out, and a strong wind swept out.
The small mountain not far away exploded.
In front of him, the Golden Core lion demon was cut into two by this sword.
A golden demon core rolled out of his stomach.
Qin Mo held it.
"I am a disciple of Cold Mountain Monastery. Thank you for saving my life, Senior.”
He recognized Qin Mo.
Previously, outside Chang 'an City, he had sealed the space around the Spiritual Power Whirlpool with a sword. The magnificence of that sword was so terrifying that he still remembered it vividly.
Qin Mo nodded.
He had heard of Cold Mountain Monastery before. It was a small cultivation sect that was subordinate to Buddhism in the cultivation world. Buddhism was different from other sects in that it had many followers. As for the Buddhist Sect's headquarters, it was the Great Thunderclap Monastery, one of the five permanent governing sects of the Righteous Alliance.
"I'll take the demon core.”
"No, no, of course not."
Du E smiled embarrassedly.
"By the way, why did you fight with a Foundation Establishment stage demon beast?”
Qin Mo looked at Du E and asked casually.
Logically speaking, almost all the beasts that ran amok in this mystic realm were muddle-headed and had no intelligence. Demonic beasts like the Ashen Flame Dragon Bone Zhu Wu Lion would quietly stay in their own territory to cultivate. As long as they did not offend too much, they would not fight to death like this. It would be fine if it was a place with treasures, but there were none here.
"I did it to save people."
Du E said.
"Save people?"
"Yes, there were two benefactors from the Beast Taming Sect. They were chased by the lion demon. I saw that they were too pitiful, so I stopped the lion demon for them.”
He was being used as a weapon.
In Qin Mo's impression, many of the Buddhas of the Great Thunderclap Monastery did not want Bi Lian. He had seen the Buddhist scriptures that were introduced to the secular world before. They were all great deception techniques. How could there be such a fool?
"Fated people? Do they look like fated people?”
Qin Mo looked at him like he was looking at a fool.
"Buddha is the fated one."
Du E's eyes lit up.
"Senior also believes in Buddhism?"
" I only believe in two Buddhas in my life," Qin Mo replied." One is Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, and the other is Great Master Tang Sanzang.”
Du E was speechless.
"This little monk is shallow in Buddhism. May I ask which Bodhisattva is this Namo Gatling Buddha, and who is Great Master Tang Sanzang?”
Du E stood in front of Qin Mo, his face full of shock.
In the next moment.
Qin Mo chanted.
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, Six Peaceful Star Destroyer Cannon.”
"36,000 cycles in one breath, merciful and merciful.”
"This is Namo Gatling Bodhisattva.”
"Then, what about Great Wizard Tang Sanzang?" Du E asked carefully. Although this scene was strange, in his opinion, Qin Mo's words were like the proverb of the Great Dao, making people intoxicated.
"Cough cough…"
"As for this Great Mage Tang Sanzang, he is tall and strong, and his muscles are beautiful. He is a 999-level Divine Monk of the Physical Element, and he possesses a tremendous power that even immortals, demons, and devils fear.”
"He is proficient in the profound Buddhist fist techniques, Buddha's Blessing, and the Golden Hoop Incantation. The scriptures he chants can materialize into the spirit behind him.”
"Bury the heavens, bury the earth, and bury all living beings. This is the third burial.”
Qin Mo said.
"Hiss…"
Du'e's eyes widened. He did not know what a Gatling gun was, but as Qin Mo described Great Mage Tang Sanzang, he seemed to have seen Tang Sanzang's imposing figure in front of him. The great monk, Vajra, was glaring angrily. He wore a kasaya and his streamlined muscles were chanting mantras…
He looked at the bulging muscles on his body and his expression froze.
Then, he bowed.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior!"
“？？？”
Qin Mo was slightly stunned. He looked at the figure of the muscular monk who had gone through the disaster and was now far away. He was just spouting nonsense, but this guy actually believed him?
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