"You're the trash. If you can't beat me, give me back your body!”
"Roar-shut up, he's coming!!”
The bat wings on the demonized little prince's back flapped suddenly, stirring up strong gales that made his body soar into the air and shoot out again.
In the next moment, Ning Chen arrived at the place where the Bodhi Hall's Chief died.
Glancing at the mummified head of the Bodhi Hall, Ning Chen turned his head and looked around. He saw the demonized little prince at the end of the sky.
"You want to leave? If I let you escape, wouldn't that be a disaster to the world?”
Ning Chen immediately activated the Maha-Vairocana Divine Technique. The true qi in his body became majestic and powerful, extremely firm and yang.
The Maha-Vairocana Divine Art was also obtained by Ning Chen. Its grade was not inferior to the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Scripture.
The biggest effect of the Marrow and Tendon Changing Scripture was to transform the mortal body and return to the innate state, allowing one to have a long lifespan and a thick aura.
The true qi cultivated from the Marrow and Tendon Cleansing Scripture was naturally neutral and peaceful, thick and continuous.
Relatively speaking, cultivating the Maha-Vairocana Divine Art could make one's zhenqi more masculine and the might of Buddha more vast. When using Buddhist divine arts, the power would multiply.
After Ning Chen activated the Vairocana Divine Art, his body was like a sun revolving. The scorching sun was blazing hot, and rich True Qi gushed out.
Ning Chen stepped on the air, his body flashing in the sky.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Art!"
Ning Chen pushed with both hands, and the Buddhist True Qi surged out like a huge river breaking through its banks.
Golden True Dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they chased after the little prince.
"Damn it, when did a Rank-2 in the Human World become so powerful?”
The demonized little prince cursed repeatedly.
Seeing that the golden true dragon was about to catch up, he was shocked and afraid. He did not look like a demon at all.
As a last resort, the demonized Little Prince used Blood Escape and burned the blood essence of the Rank-4 expert he had just devoured to increase his speed. Only then could he escape far away.
Ning Chen watched as the demonized little prince turned into a blood-colored streak of light and disappeared into the horizon. He couldn't help but frown.
……
Shaolin Temple, Mahavira Hall.
The old abbot stood at the door, looking up at the dark clouds in the sky and sighing.
" A change that hasn't happened in a thousand years…"
"A catastrophe is coming. Our temple has stood for hundreds of years. I don't know if we can survive this calamity.”
Then, the old abbot returned to the hall, sat cross-legged on the futon, and closed his eyes.
Not long after, a piece of sad news came out from the Great Buddha Hall.
The old abbot... was reborn.
As the old abbot had predicted, the world was changing and undercurrents were surging. A catastrophe was brewing.
The demonized little prince escaped Shaolin Temple, found a village at the foot of the mountain, and fell into it.
A moment later, the demonized little prince, who had regenerated his limbs, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in satisfaction and strode out.
"From today onwards, I will dual cultivate with the Devil and Buddha. I am the Demonic Emperor Wu Tianchou!”
Demonized Little Prince, no…Demonic Emperor Wu Tianchou spread his arms and let out a deafening laugh.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The houses behind Demonic Emperor Wu Tianchou were all blown up, and all the livestock were killed!
Northern Plains, Heavenly Mountain Glacier.
A group of hunters braved the freezing weather and accidentally entered an ice cave to dig out a corpse that had been frozen for thousands of years.
Frozen in the ice was a peerless beauty.
Brother Hunter and the others decided to melt her ice and have a good time.
Western Region, Immensity Sea Desert.
The crescent-shaped sand dune collapsed, revealing an underground palace.
Four experts who were definitely one of the best in the Central Plains knelt at the entrance of the underground palace to welcome their master.
A middle-aged man with a head full of silver hair, but his hairline was severely receding, strode out.
"Welcome, Master!" the four experts shouted in unison.”
The silver-haired middle-aged man nodded slightly and turned his head to look in the direction of the Central Plains. He said in a low voice,"Bei Du Nan, Nan San Feng, are you still alive?”
South Ridge, Hundred Thousand Mountains.
The dense forest was covered with bushes.
In the open space of the forest, a group of Gu clansmen wearing painted bark masks danced around the bonfire, playing flutes and drums, playing strange music.
Totem stone pillars were erected all around them, and on them were either green-scaled venomous snakes or dozens of centipedes crawling around. It could be said that poisonous creatures were everywhere.
Behind the totem pillar, there was an ancient temple covered in moss and vines. The entrance of the temple emitted a faint green light.
A man in black arrived and knelt on one knee in front of the entrance of the ancient temple. He kowtowed and said,"Gu God, the time is ripe. The old abbot of Shaolin Temple has passed away, and one of the Chiefs has also died.”
The dark green light at the entrance of the ancient temple flickered, and an unknown roar came from the depths.
Central Plains, Great Zhou Imperial City.
King Zhenyuan used the name of cleaning up the side of the emperor to successfully usurp the throne and self-proclaimed himself Emperor Wen.
In the Imperial Palace, Emperor Wen's favorite imperial concubine was having pillow talk after serving her.
"Emperor, you're a man of great talent and military strategy, how can you tolerate other small countries on your territory?”
"Dali in the south and Liaojin in the north. We should take them all down and unify the Central Plains. We should achieve great things ~"
The mighty and burly Emperor Wen lay on the dragon bed with his curly beard and tiger eyes.
He wrapped his thick ape arms around Imperial Concubine Su's small waist and laughed,""Beloved consort is right. Tomorrow, in court, I will order the three armies to conquer all directions and sweep across the six directions!”
" Then…Zhai Xing Lou that you promised me…"
"Zhen has already urged the Ministry of Works. Whoever dares to remonstrate will be beheaded!”
"There's still a Slave Arena?"
"Zhen has issued an imperial decree that the Slave Battle Platform must be built within ten days!”
"Hehehe, Your Majesty is so good. ChenQie likes you the most ~"
"Zhen also dotes on you the most. Again, again!”
The dragon bed's bedding was tossed and turned as the two of them entangled themselves.
Suddenly, a black shadow with nine tails was reflected on the drapes of the dragon bed…
Sutra Depository, gingko tree.
Ning Chen sat on a tree branch with his back against the trunk. One of his legs was hanging down as he looked at the Hall of Great Strength that was revealed among the golden ginkgo leaves.
"The old abbot has reached Nirvana."
Ning Chen was a little stunned.
"He gave me a Dharma name and we didn't have much interaction after that. I didn't expect him to leave before me.”
"To be honest, I don't like the Dharma name Miao Chen either. It feels a little like the Dharma name of 'Demon Monk'.”
"Old Abbot, have a safe journey."
Ning Chen stood up, put his palms together, and bowed towards the Hall of Great Strength."Amitabha."
The cycle of spring and autumn lasted for another three to five years.
The new abbot of the Divine Monk Xuduran was unfortunately killed on his way back from the Martial Arts Circle Convention.
Ning Chen had accidentally sent away two abbots during the days when he was sweeping the Sutra Depository.
There were still three eminent monks of the Du generation left. Due to their advanced age, they had resigned from their position as the head monk and were in seclusion at the back of the mountain.
They also became the three legendary monks of Shaolin Temple that were later rumored in the martial arts world!
Ning Chen did not want to attract attention and allowed his body to "age".
Unknowingly, he had become like the old abbot back then, with white eyebrows, white beard, and a kind face.
After that, Ning Chen gradually faded out of the sight of the monks in the temple. He went deep into the Sutra Depository and began to break through to the realm of land immortals from the first grade of the human realm.
This realm was also known in the Buddhist Sect as... the Arhat of the Human World!
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