#774 - Buddha's killing intention, the mysterious world

At that moment, a bald man below, draped in a black and gold kasaya, twitched slightly. A voice echoed in his mind.

“Tumor, I have something for you to do!”

The bald man suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the Buddha Saint above with a calm expression and closed eyes, and immediately realized something, and asked in his heart: “Master, please speak!”

This person is the Buddha Saint's eldest disciple, Tumor Vajra, whose cultivation has reached the Emperor level, and even half a foot has stepped into the Emperor level.

“Tumor, you are the most trusted disciple of this seat. If this seat asks you to die for your teacher, would you be willing?”

Tumor Vajra was shocked, his eyes flickered rapidly, and then he nodded and said: “Disciple is willing!”

“Good, this seat wants you to immediately go and find your second junior brother, and bring his head to see me!”

Tumor Vajra raised his eyebrows, as if he had expected it.

Now Qin Qi has a great cause and effect, and even the Buddha Saint is unwilling to be contaminated. Although he is now instructing others to do it, there will also be cause and effect, but after all, he is not doing it himself, and the consequences are much lighter in comparison.

“Yes!”

Tumor nodded slightly, without any objection to this, and immediately used his magical powers to leave a fake body in place, while his real body disappeared into the void.

Sensing the unusual fluctuations around him, the beaming Joyful Buddha quietly opened his eyes to take a look, and then returned to normal, smiling amiably.

— —

Evergreen Immortal Palace.

In the backyard.

Qin Changqing finally made preparations and planned to open the new function of the system to see the so-called new world through the boundary membrane.

Stepping in one step, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the light membrane slowly closed.

— —

Spirit Profound Realm.

The sun is setting in the west, a convoy is moving forward at a constant speed, and two people are riding strange beasts beside the luxurious carriage.

These two strange beasts resemble horses, but they are much taller than ordinary horses. Their skin is tough and their flesh is thick, and important parts of their bodies and limbs have natural hard carapace protection. Their tails are like snake tails, smooth and hairless, and their mouths are full of sharp serrated teeth, which looks a bit scary.

On its neck and back, there are wavy, smooth manes, winding out two fleshy whiskers that can be freely extended and retracted, wrapped around the legs of the person on its back. I don’t know what their function is.

“Junior Sister, hold on, we will be at our Falling Cloud Sect in another seven or eight days.”

The young man on the left said to the carriage as if trying to please her.

This person's name is Liang Zifeng, an inner disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect in Qingyang County. This time, his task is to **** the person in the carriage to the sect with his senior brother Chi Gang.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, without any makeup, but giving people a stunning feeling. Under her willow eyebrows, a pair of danfeng eyes carried a hint of sharpness.

“If there was another dragon steed, it should be here soon.” The woman's eyes scanned the strange beast, revealing envy.

This is a mount exclusive to Mystics.

Liang Zifeng smiled and said: “Junior Sister, don’t worry. Ordinary people can’t control the dragon steed at all, and they can’t stand riding it for a long time. You must know that the impact power of the dragon steed is enough to make even the Red Mystic realm avoid its edge. When you return to the sect, Junior Sister will also become a Mystic, and the sect will naturally bestow a good dragon steed.”

The old man Chi Gang on the other side also smiled and echoed: “With Junior Sister’s talent, I’m afraid she will soon catch up with Senior Brother!”

Although their words had a bit of flattery, they were also the truth.

The woman in the carriage is named Mu Qingke, the eldest daughter of the Mu family in Yushan City, Qingyang County. Some time ago, the Sect Master of the Falling Cloud Sect accidentally discovered that this woman had a natural dragon and phoenix body, which is an excellent physique for cultivation, and was overjoyed.

However, due to other matters at the time, he sent sect disciples to bring Mu Qingke to the sect.

Once she enters the sect, Mu Qingke will inevitably be accepted as a direct disciple by the Sect Master. Her status is so high that one can imagine it. In addition, with her stunning appearance, although she is still a mortal, the two also understand the stakes and flattering her is not a bad thing.

Just as they were talking, a strange noise suddenly came from the hillside next to them. A figure rolled down from the slope, startling the coachman to quickly pull the reins, and the white horse raised its hooves and neighed.

“Who is it!”

Liang Zifeng shouted sharply, a white light and shadow lit up between his eyebrows, and he drew out his sword from the side pocket of the horse's belly.

Chi Gang's eyebrows lit up with a cyan light and shadow, and a pair of maces rose with a hazy cyan light, and his aura was even stronger.

This movement also caused Mu Qingke to lift the curtain and look around, her face full of curiosity.

With two Mystics guarding her, she really had nothing to be afraid of.

I saw that half of the person who came was scorched black, his skin was cracked, blood was gurgling, and in some places even the bones could be seen. He was also blind in one eye, and the right corner of his mouth was cracked with winding wounds, exposing his gums, looking ferocious like a demon.

But even so, the man still stood upright, leaning on a half-person-high broadsword, his one eye staring coldly, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: “Leave the carriage behind, you can get lost!”

This miserable state made several people gasp, and they really didn't know how he was holding on. His perseverance was simply inhuman.

However, after hearing the man's words, Liang Zifeng and Chi Gang looked at each other and laughed loudly.

A mortal dares to rob a Mystic, and I really admire his courage.

No matter how strong a mortal's martial arts are, compared to a Mystic, it is no different from hitting a stone with an egg. Even the weakest White Mystic realm can easily ravage him.

“Boy, if you leave now, we will spare you.” Liang Zifeng put away his sword, and didn’t take the man seriously at all.

The man glanced at the dragon steeds of the two. He had never seen a Mystic, but he clearly realized that the two were not simple characters.

With a cold smile, the man directly pointed his knife: “No one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time. Since that’s the case, then leave everything behind!”

Without any more nonsense, the man dragged his knife and walked quickly. Although he was seriously injured, his internal strength had not diminished at all. His strong internal strength wandered around his body, forcibly propping up his broken body. He jumped into the air, raised his knife and slashed wildly, and there was a faint snow-white astral qi flashing on the blade.

If there were experts from the pugilistic world present, they would definitely exclaim: Knife Qi!

This is a form that can only be manifested when internal strength is practiced to perfection, and can injure people from the air.

Liang Zifeng sat motionless on the dragon steed, his face full of sarcasm: “Not knowing whether to live or die!”

With a casual wave of his sleeve robe, the Xuan Qi, which had already manifested itself, was violent, like a heavy hammer, hitting the man's chest fiercely.

The man's chest collapsed instantly, his one eye bulged out, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, dragging on the ground for more than ten feet before barely stopping, constantly coughing up blood, and was already breathing more than he was inhaling.

At this time, he realized that he had encountered the legendary Mystic.

But even if he knew, the man still widened his eyes, staring at Liang Zifeng and the two who were proudly looking down at him, and roared: “If I don’t die, I will definitely avenge this!”

Liang Zifeng was also the first time he had seen such a characterful mortal, and he drove his mount forward with great interest, took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it next to the man, and said lightly: “Okay, I’ll wait for you to come and avenge me. Remember, I am Liang Zifeng of the Falling Cloud Sect!”

The man's mouth and nose continued to bleed, and he lay on the ground and laughed: “Don’t die too early, wait for me to come and find you!”

The laughter was hoarse and domineering, making people look sideways.

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