Chapter 525 The Holy Land of Buddhism

The fierce breath suddenly released, and the silent monk's momentum changed greatly at this moment. The magic lines on his face were as ferocious as a black dragon, and his eyes were shining fiercely. He changed from a monk with a dusty temperament to a demon king.

The silent monk shouted loudly, which actually made the beautiful woman who rushed up fight back out and staggered back more than a dozen steps. The stammer and chat was also hit by this momentum. Even Zhuge Buliang couldn't help stepping back two steps and looked at the violent monk with a surprised face.

"What's going on?" Zhuge Fuliang said in surprise.

Xiaoyun stood beside him and said solemnly, "Actually... Master Wuyan is the real inheritor of the demon monk.

"What are you talking about!? Master Wuyan is the descendant of the demon monk!?" Zhuge Burang suddenly felt a mess in his mind.

The demon monk was mentioned by the poor monk in Qianye City at the beginning. He was a popular figure tens of thousands of years ago. He has the temperament of Buddhism and magic. He is a strong man who will subvert the whole Honghuang fairyland with a stamp of his feet, and the supreme strong man who destroys immortals with one hand. The existence of the demon monk can be said to be the nightmare of all practitioners in the whole wilderness.

Xiaoyun nodded and said, "My master only got part of the inheritance of the demon monk in those years, which can divide the Buddha's nature and the incarnation of demon nature, but the silent master got all the inheritance of the demon monk, and the Buddha and demons practiced together."

Zhuge Butiang's heart was full of shock. He looked at the demonic and speechless monk in disbelief, which was completely different from before. At present, he is like a world-class demon king, majestic in the world.

This situation did not occur in Kyushu in those years. It can be seen that speechless monks became the descendants of demon monks only after entering the Honghuang Fairyland. For hundreds of years, everyone has had an unknowable secret. The identity of the demon monk is the biggest secret in the speechless monk.

The beautiful woman did not retreat, staring at the silent monk incredulously.

"Master, are you all right?" A group of practitioners of Zhu Zixianmen gathered up.

At this moment, the silent monk's body suddenly became taller, and the magic lines surged on his body, and two physical and fierce lights were shot out of his eyes.

"You..." The beautiful woman was frightened. With her cultivation of not being able to be too virtual for the first time, she would be shocked by the other party's breath.

"Humph!" The speechless monk snorted violently, and the black word "scorpion" between his eyebrows flashed. One of his palms became dark, and the magic lines flashed, like the palm of the devil.

"This is... The broken arm of the demon monk!" Zhuge Fuliang said in surprise.

Xiao Yun said, "Yes, it's the demon monk's broken arm. Although my master suppressed the demon monk's broken arm at the beginning, he could not refine it, so he gave it to Master Wuyan. Master Wuyan has the perfect inheritance of the demon monk, and naturally he can control the demon monk's arm.

The silent monk's magic steamed at this moment, like a demon king Linfan, stepping forward: "Give you a chance to live and die!" With that, his palm full of magic lines raised, the magic lines flashed, and the palm pressed forward.

A group of practitioners of Zhu Zixianmen suddenly snorted, and they felt a huge force of oppression coming, as if there was a mountain on their hearts. Even the beautiful woman's face became extremely ugly. She knew that with her current strength, she couldn't help the demon-like monk in front of her.

"You... Are you really a Buddhist disciple?" The beautiful woman looked at the speechless monk in disbelief.

"To live and die!?" The speechless monk's tall and straight body pressed his palms on the opposite person from Zhu Zixianmen.

"Humph, let's go!" The beautiful woman finally compromised, shouted, turned around and flew in the other direction of the sand sea. The group of people in Zhu Zixianmen behind her could no longer withstand this powerful oppression. After the order of the beautiful woman, they fled behind her.

Zhuge Fuliang frowned slightly. If it is according to his personality, he will definitely kill all of them. There is no need to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Speakless monks are both Buddhists and demons. The two different cultivation attributes complement each other. At the same time of demonization, there is also Buddha suppression. If the silent monk in a completely demonized state is completely a killing machine, he will never show mercy.

"Alas..." Zhuge Buteng sighed and let go of these people from Zhu Zixianmen, which is bound to be a disaster, but he can't say anything at this moment.

The strong enemy retreated, the silent monk closed his eyes slightly, the violent breath on his body dissipated, and the magic lines on his face and arms also disappeared. The golden Buddha light reappeared, and he turned back into the immaculate monk, as quiet as a Buddha.

"Wow~~~" Several people often breathed a sigh of relief. At the moment when the silent monk demonized just now, they all felt a strong oppression, and only Zhuge Bliang felt better.

"Ha ha ha, you two have just been shocked." The speechless monk smiled modestly and looked at Zhuge Wuliang and the little cow witch. After all, it was the first time that the two of them saw their magical side.

Zhuge didn't smile and say anything. Instead, the calf witch stared at a pair of cute big eyes. Her eyes were full of obsession. She touched a pair of horns on the top of her head and said, "Wow~~ Monk, you were so cool just now~~ Change another one."

Zhuge Fuliang quickly pulled her behind him. This mad cow girl is really speechless.

The speechless monk walked to the grave and looked at the decomposed bodies of countless Buddhist children in the grave. The speechless monk's face showed a faint sadness. A golden Buddha light flew out, which was a string of golden Buddha beads. At the urging of the silent monk's formula, the golden Buddha beads turned into a "sna" seal.

The "Snot" seal shrouded down, and the golden Buddha light sprinkled on the grave. Under this pure Buddha light, the bodies in the grave quickly melted and disappeared.

After dealing with everything, the silent monk smiled at the crowd and said, "Let's go. I just wasted a lot of time."

"Ye-huh." The calf witch nodded obediently, looked at the silent monk with small eyes full of stars, and took out the ancient jade to lead the way in front.

Facing the obsessive eyes of the calf witch, the silent monk smiled awkwardly. Zhuge Buleang came to him and said with a smile, "It seems that you have caused some trouble..."

They continued to grope deep into the sand sea. This time, they flew for several days and did not know how many thousands of miles they had flown, but the sand sea was so vast that they could not see the bounds. They haven't encountered any trouble in the past few days. However, at this time, the ancient jade in the hand of the calf witch suddenly failed.

"Oh, what should I do?" The calf witch said in frustration, "What kind of broken thing Dad gave me? It broke at the critical moment."

"It seems that we can only explore it ourselves." Xiao Yun also said.

"Searching? How to explore? The chat was dissatisfied and said, "You have also seen that the sand sea is so big, and it is dangerous everywhere. How long do you have to grope? I'm afraid that the people who entered the sand sea before us have already arrived at the holy land by this time. At that time, they will take away all the good things in the holy land. It's useless for us to go, and maybe we will always be trapped in the sand sea and can't get out. Let's find a way. It's not a wise choice to explore slowly. Who has a good idea to talk? Why don't you talk? Why don't you say it first? Forget it. I don't think you can say anything? Xiaoyun, you said, forget it. What can girls pay attention to? Who on earth has a way to talk, don't be stunned, just talk..."

The chattying fully shows the characteristics of his broken mouth. Xiaoyun gave him a white look and said, "You don't die. You just talk nonsense."

He chattyly, "What nonsense am I talking about? What I'm talking about is common sense. Brother Zhuge, Brother Wuyan, what do you think? Hey, what are you two looking at? What's good over there?"

At this time, several people suddenly found the strangeness of Zhuge Fuliang and the silent monks, and they looked at a certain place in the sand sea together.

"What are you looking at?" The calf witch also looked at the two curiously.

The silent monk smiled and said, "Brother Zhuge, did you see it?"

"Well, it's the shadow of that ancient city again." Zhuge Fuliang said.

"That direction should be the Holy Land."

"Well..." Zhuge Buliang hesitated for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. Have you forgotten the scene of the land against the current?" What you see in front of you may not be true.

The speechless monk nodded with approval: "That's better than groping aimlessly. Let's try this direction first. Maybe there is really a miracle."

Zhuge Fuliang thought for a moment, and in the current situation, he had no choice but to do so. Unexpectedly, when they were worried about the road ahead, they saw the remains of the ancient city again, which was also the only clue they could find the holy land at present.

With the passage of time, about two days later, Zhuge Fuliang and the silent monks were surprised to find that they were getting closer and closer to the relics of the ancient city, which showed that they really found the right direction, and they could really reach the holy land.

Another day passed. At this time, not only Zhuge Buleang and the speechless monks, but also Xiaoyun, the calf witch and the tagging. They all saw the shadow of the ancient city.

"Is it really the Holy Land?" The chat was also a burst of excitement.

"It's Dad~~" The calf witch suddenly said in surprise and pointed to the other side.

In the distance, there were two figures standing, one of whom was the mad cow god Niu strong. The other man was dressed in a black robe, carrying a bronze ancient sword behind his back, and stood side by side with Niu Ganglie. Although he was not as burly as Niu Ganglie, his momentum was not weaker than that of the other party.

"Mo scale senior." Zhuge Bliang was surprised that the man turned out to be the owner of Shujianzhai, Mo Li, the father of Mo Ximen. Zhuge Buliang was a little incredible and muttered, "He also came to the Eastern Regions. Did the senior officials of Ximen also come?"

"Dad." The calf witch called in a crisp voice and flew up first. Zhuge Fuliang and others also followed.

Niu Ganglie turned his head and looked at his daughter, raised his hand to wipe her head, and smiled, "I didn't expect you to find here so soon."

"Senior." Zhuge Fuliang first arched his hand towards the ink scales.

Mo Ling nodded with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my cultivation has improved a lot."

"Thank you for your care." Zhuge Buteng smiled and said that the last time Molin passed on him the wonderful skill of "swallowing the spirit" passed on to him, but these days, it has helped him a lot and improved his cultivation rapidly. Calculated, Zhuge Fuliang also devoured the cultivation of seven, seven, eight and eight strong people.