I Became The Supreme Being Of The Buddhist Sect

Huijue was a little surprised.

"That's right. The disciples are stupid and can't understand the things in the scriptures, so I can only go out to learn more and improve my mood."

Huijue nodded.

"Also, after all, reading ten thousand volumes of books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. However, you should stay in the temple for the past two days."

Speaking of which, Huijue narrowed her eyes and smiled:

"Your little junior brother, has been selected into the Chan Heart Institute."

"So fast?"

This time, it was Li Xuanxin's turn to be surprised, but he was pretending.

His cultivation is too high, and has already surpassed Master Huijue by several times.

Junior Brother Xuanmu's cultivation base, he can see it at a glance, as long as he judges according to the rules of entering the Chanxinyuan, it is easy to judge.

However, my little old man is rarely happy once, so he always has to cooperate with him to perform.

Huijue nodded and said excitedly:

"Yeah, even I didn't expect that your little brother's speed is so fast. I'm satisfied that he can stand on the ground in Chanxinyuan. In the future, even if I'm gone, someone will be able to take care of your brothers and sisters. so as not to be bullied.”

Li Xuanxin nodded. He didn't care about Xuanmu, but the master was very good to him, so Li Xuanxin naturally couldn't care less about the master's feelings.

As for letting the younger brother take care of them... that's fine.

Li Xuanxin remembered his performance today, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

...

It was night, in the forbidden area behind Lingtai Temple, a sudden exclamation erupted.

...

"Xuanmu! You wicked beast, you actually mixed into the devil's way, trying to let go of the blood evil ancestor, how can you be worthy of the cultivation of your master, Huijue?"

"Huijue, that old bald donkey, a mere waste, how can he be my master? There is only one who can be my master, and that is the blood evil ancestor!"

When the words fell, Xuanmu crushed the opponent's spine with one claw.

He didn't kill the opponent directly, because the blood evil ancestors needed the blood of living people to be able to erupt into a more powerful cultivation.

He wants to sacrifice it to the ancestor of the blood evil.

"As long as I rescue Shizun and learn his old man's Blood Demonic Art, my cultivation will soar rapidly, and I will avenge my relatives.

Dad! mother! younger sister! You wait, kill your enemies, and I won't let any of them go. "

When the words fell, he immediately cast his magic power and began to break the seal.

With his strength, it is naturally impossible to completely break the seal, but he only needs to break a small gap, so that the blood evil ancestor can absorb the blood of this monk, he can activate his magic power, and then break it from the inside. seal.

With the explosion of his magic power, a corrosive sound soon appeared on the seal, and a burst of blood began to emerge.

"It's almost done!"

Xuanmu was overjoyed, but at this moment, a group of monks suddenly passed by.

"what are you doing?"

The monk whose spine was crushed by Xuanmu immediately used all his strength and shouted loudly:

"Xuanmu, the disciple of Elder Huijue, fell into the devil's way, killed his fellow disciples, and tried to save the ancestor of Xuesha! Come on!"

"Damn!"

Xuanmu roared angrily and shattered the opponent's throat with one foot, then turned around and ran away.

The monks of Lingtai Temple have already gathered, and if he doesn't run away, he has to explain that he is here, or hide first and wait for the opportunity.

The whole Lingtai Temple was in chaos, and everyone was shouting to catch Xuanmu.

In Huijue Courtyard, the master and apprentice got dressed and got up one after another.

"Master..."

Xuan Shui shouted, but Hui Jue said with a cold expression:

"You wait here, don't run around."

After speaking, he jumped and disappeared into the darkness.

Li Xuanxin's eyes moved slightly as he quietly exited.

...

Xuanmu also bombarded and killed two disciples of Lingtai Temple and escaped over the wall.

Just as he turned out of the wall, his body suddenly froze, and he looked indifferently ahead.

Standing in front of him is none other than his master Huijue.

Huijue clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were like ice, and she stared straight at Xuanmu.

"Why are you doing this?"

Xuanmu snorted coldly.

"My whole family was murdered, and the blood has a deep hatred, and I have to avenge it!"

"So you invested in the magic way?"

"Not bad! Although Lingtai Temple's exercises are good, the practice is too slow. When I succeed in my practice and want to take revenge, the enemy will probably die of old age!

Only Shizun's blood evil magic art can make me take revenge quickly! "

Huijue's heart trembled.

He actually... called the blood fiend ancestor a master!

Then, what is he?

At this moment, his heart seemed to be gouged out with a knife.

The heart-piercing pain caused the old monk to gushing blood in his throat, but he was forcibly suppressed by his cultivation.

"Get out of the way. For the sake of you giving me a big repayment pill, I can spare you and not die!"

Xuanmu spoke again, but Huijue said with a cold expression:

"It was me who was blind and mistrusted you. But you were brought up by me. I will never let you go down the mountain and endanger the world!"

"Oh, there is a way to heaven and you won't go. If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude."

Xuanmu suddenly exerted his power and his aura exploded, and Huijue was suddenly shocked.

Xuanmu's strength has exceeded two hundred years!

"How can your cultivation be so strong?"

Xuanmu smiled proudly.

"This is the power of the Blood Demonic Art! It is a real divine artifact with ten years of cultivation compared to your Great-Breaking Pill."

The two palms each other, the air waves are flying, and the explosions are repeated, and the shock wave pushes them back at the same time.

Xuanmu spat.

"Old bones, it's quite hard to chew."

When the words fell, he bullied himself up again.

Huijue used Arhat Fist, and the two fists collided, but this time, Xuanmu only made a false move.

When the two approached, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood foam, condensed with true energy, and formed a blood arrow in the air, approaching Huijue's face.

"not good!"

Huijue's expression changed, and he immediately blocked it with his hand. The blood arrow was so powerful that it pierced a hole directly in his palm and bruised his temple.

The severe pain caused him to reveal his flaws. Xuanmu kicked his foot and kicked him in the chest, sending the blood spurting out of him. The rib on his chest also made a crackling sound, which was probably broken.

Xuanmu wanted to continue to step forward to make up for the knife, but at this moment, an electric light shot, a sense of crisis erupted, Xuanmu's pupils tightened, and he quickly dodged.

But he was still a step too late.

Pfft—!

With a dull sound, one of his arms was cut off on the spot!

Xuanmu turned around and glanced out of the corner of his eye, feeling his scalp tingling, it turned out to be a green leaf!

A green leaf cut off one of his arms!

It is the eminent monk of Lingtai Temple!

"Damn it! Run away!"

He didn't dare to shoot at Huijue again, he directly fled into the darkness and ran down the mountain.

In the darkness, the wind was blowing, and the surrounding trees and grasses all retreated rapidly, and the sound behind him was getting farther and farther away, making Xuanmu's tense heart finally relieved.

"It's really a big loss this time, just a little bit."

But soon, he laughed wickedly.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I have already put that person on the formation, the blood evil ancestor should have been devouring his blood."

As soon as the voice fell, his body suddenly slowed down, and he slowly took two steps to release his speed. After stabilizing his body, his face was cold, and his eyes were fixed on a figure slowly walking down the mountain.

"who is it?"

A gust of breeze blew, and the moonlight shone into the jungle and reflected on the figure.

Wearing a white monk's robe, his face is handsome and handsome, and his temperament is detached...like a true Buddha in the world!

"It's you!"

Xuanmu couldn't help his pupils shrink for a moment.

He couldn't believe it, it was his senior brother Li Xuanxin!

Li Xuanxin looked at him indifferently.

"You should never, never should, should not attack the master!"

Xuanmu smiled disdainfully.

"I work in Xuanmu, why should I explain it to you, you bastard?"

Li Xuanxin stopped talking too much nonsense and stepped forward.

Xuanmu sneered coldly, and also threw out an Arhat fist.

"I don't know whether to live or die, my punch has been in the way for nearly a hundred years, can you stop it?"

Li Xuan was not in a hurry, and he also punched.

The two fists collided, and in an instant, a monstrous force blasted out from Li Xuanxin's fist, blasting Xuanmu's punching arm on the spot, and the punching wind slammed him into ten meters behind him, smashing the ground into a huge pit.

"I'm sorry, my punch is a thousand years of Taoism!"

"Pfft—!"

Xuanmu spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Li Xuanxin in disbelief.

With one punch, his arm exploded, and all the bones in his body were shattered.

If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation base has broken through a hundred years of Taoism and his vitality is stronger, he would have died directly now!

"This...this...how is this possible? You...you actually hid your strength! Could it be...that green leaf just now, it was you who shot!"

Li Xuanxin's expression was indifferent.

"Good and evil will pay off in the end. I can understand if you want to take revenge, but the master treats you like flesh and blood. How is it different from a demon if you do this?"

Xuanmu became angry with shame.

"Shao Te is pretending to be a good person there! You are strong, of course you can't understand me! If I have your strength, naturally I won't hurt him."

"Extremely ridiculous!"

Li Xuanxin doesn't think it's wrong to have no strength, and wants to gain strength, but there is no basis for harming people who are good to him, his master.

"Humph! It's up to now, no matter what you say. The ancestor of the blood evil is about to break the seal, and he will definitely slaughter a lot in Lingtai Temple. I see if you can beat him!

If you can't beat it, just wait to die! "

When the words fell, an extremely terrifying momentum clearly erupted on Lingtai Mountain.

Xuanmu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"I'm waiting for you in hell! Hahahaha..."

"It's hopeless!"

Li Xuanxin shook his head, then put his palms together, unable to recite the King Ming Sutra.

Xuanmu glanced dismissively.

"It's in vain! Even if you have a thousand years of Taoism, so what? Lingtai Temple has thousands of years of Taoism experts, but who can resist the ancestors of the blood evil to leave the customs? Your death is a note..."