Infinite Evolution

"Damn, it's not dead?"

Although there was a bit of Buddha power emanating from the wreckage, Chu Xun still didn't dare to be careless. After all, this blood-robed monk who fell from the Buddha to the devil is really weird, and no one can guarantee what will happen to him.

However, just when Chu Xun was very alert and didn't know whether he should make up the knife, the golden Buddha power that escaped from the wreckage suddenly gathered together, and finally turned into a vague figure.

And this figure is the blood-robed monk who was cut to pieces by Chu Xun before!

But at this moment, the blood-colored battle armor on the blood-robed monk has turned into a set of golden Buddha clothes. At the same time, after he condensed and formed, he did not attack Chu Xun, but performed a Buddha ceremony and smiled , and even said with a trace of gratitude: "Amitabha, thank you, Junior Brother, for cutting off the poor monk's demon body, so that the poor monk can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and be detached!"

"You really recovered?"

Seeing the blood-robed monk's face full of smiles, calm and peaceful, without any trace of demonic energy, Chu Xun froze for a moment, then frowned.

He didn't expect that after "beheading" the blood-robed monk, he would actually restore his sanity in a disguised form.

However, although the blood-robed monk seemed to have lost all his demonic nature and was no longer a threat, Chu Xun still didn't dare to be careless. After all, he wasn't sure if the blood-robed monk really regained his sanity, or if he was lying to him!

"Junior, don't worry, the poor monk's demon body is abolished, and his soul is about to perish. It is impossible to pose any threat to the junior." Seemingly aware of Chu Xun's vigilance, the blood-robed monk smiled slightly, and said gently: "The poor monk So I have to use the last sliver of energy to condense my soul, because I have a few words to tell my junior."

"Master, please speak, and I will listen carefully!"

Hearing what the blood-robed monk said, Chu Xun frowned slightly, then clenched the Tiger Soul Knife, secretly accumulating strength, nodded and said.

He has already made a decision, no matter whether the words of the blood-robed monk are true or not, after hearing the words of the blood-robed monk, he will immediately take action to completely destroy the blood-robed monk.

Facing such a weird enemy, he would rather kill the wrong one than let him go!

He can't afford to lose!

"First of all, if you have a chance, please help the poor monk to convey a word, tell the poor monk's master, the disciple is not strong enough to conquer the demon, and the Buddha's heart is not strong, and the result is misled by the demon, and eventually falls into the devil's way. All this is the disciple's own fault. Master please forgive me."

Faced with Chu Xun's actions of accumulating strength and guarding, the blood-robed monk didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he showed an open-minded and free-spirited smile, as if he had seen through life and death, and then said to Chu Xun, "Also, please tell Master Venerable, the matter that the master asked the disciples to investigate back then has come to fruition. Although the evil thoughts of Pangu still exist, but there is no abnormal change, please rest assured, master."

"Pangu evil thoughts?"

Hearing the words of the blood-robed monk, Chu Xun's heart moved slightly.

It turned out that the blood-robed monk went to the magic pool not only to cast down demons, but also to explore the so-called evil thoughts of Pangu. It seems that although so many years have passed, the gods and Buddhas of the gods still have not forgotten the horror of the primitive demon, and they dare not relax at all times!

"Understood, if there is a chance, I will help the master to pass this matter to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!" After hesitating for a while, Chu Xun nodded slightly.

Regardless of whether what the blood-robed monk said was true or not, anyway, he directly relayed it to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. At that time, with the wisdom of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he will be able to judge the truth!

"Thank you, Junior Brother!"

Seeing Chu Xun agree to his request, the blood-robed monk's eyes suddenly showed a hint of gratitude. Then he went on to say: "Junior brother can kill the poor monk's demon body and help the poor monk escape from the sea of ​​suffering. It can be said that he has reborn the poor monk. Now the junior brother has agreed to help the poor monk relay the last words, which is equivalent to ending the last sentence for the poor monk." Cause and effect. Such a great kindness, the poor monk is grateful."

Speaking of this, the blood-robed monk paused for a moment, and then continued: "Although the poor monk's previous cultivation was low, he has already half-stepped to the Bodhisattva stage, and the Bodhi world is only a short step away from being able to condense the Buddha Kingdom. This half-step Although the Buddha Kingdom cannot become a complete world like the real Buddha Kingdom, and will not fall due to the fall of the master, but after the poor monk passes away, the power of this half-step Buddha Kingdom will also gather and turn into a Bodhi relic..."

"Bodhi relic?"

Hearing the words of the blood-robed monk, Chu Xun's heart moved slightly.

When he was in Xugui City, Chu Xun had supplemented a lot of Buddhist knowledge in the Buddhist Temple of Xugui City, so he naturally knew that this relic was transformed from the essence of the power of a Buddhist master, and it was extremely precious. It's just that he didn't expect that although the blood-robed monk had fallen into the evil way before, the relic still existed, and it was a bodhi relic that was one level higher than ordinary relics.

And because the relic contains powerful Buddha power, it is also the best tonic for Buddhist disciples. If he could get the blood-robed monk's relic, it would undoubtedly bring great benefits to Chu Xun...

Thinking of this, Chu Xun couldn't help but feel a little anticipation and excitement.

"As a thank you, the poor monk gave this bodhi relic to my junior, hoping to help my junior." The blood-robed monk smiled slightly, then glanced at the tiger soul knife in Chu Xun's hand, and continued: "There is one more thing ,Before, due to the poor monk, the spirit of the weapon in the junior brother's hand burned himself, and his cultivation was completely destroyed. For this reason, the poor monk feels deeply guilty."

Speaking of this, the blood-robed monk paused for a while, as if hesitating for something, and then continued after a while: "But junior brother, don't worry, although the spirit of your weapon has been completely destroyed, as long as the weapon As long as the body is still there, the weapon spirit will not disappear. So as long as the younger brother finds a suitable method, the tool spirit can still be reborn and become stronger. And it just so happens that the poor monk knows a method that may help the younger brother... ..."

"oh?"

Hearing what the blood-robed monk said, Chu Xun's eyes lit up slightly.

In order to help him defeat this blood-robed monk, Baihu had completely burned his own strength, and thus lost his vitality, not to mention his body, and even his spiritual wisdom had almost disappeared.

Under such circumstances, Chu Xun didn't know how much effort it would take to help Baihu regain his spiritual intelligence and condense his Yin body, and he didn't even know if he could do it. At this moment, the blood-robed monk actually said that he has a solution. Although Chu Xun may not believe it completely, he can't help but feel a little bit of excitement and joy...

What if it is true?

"It's actually very simple. Although the poor monk was enchanted before, his memory is still there. I think the weapon in my junior's hand is extremely fierce and powerful. It is a magic weapon among magic weapons."

The blood-robed monk smiled slightly, and then said lightly: "There are only two ways to make a magic weapon stronger. The first method is the most common, that is to use the magic weapon to carry out large-scale killings, by devouring the flesh and blood of living beings, The soul, even the negative emotions before death to improve oneself. Because of this, when the magic weapon is released, the life is often burnt and blooded."

Speaking of this, the blood-robed monk changed the subject and continued: "But there is another method. This method does not require killing, but the conditions are extremely harsh. That is to find a place where the devilish energy is strong and the evil spirit is shocking. The magic weapon, nourishes the spirit of the weapon with evil energy, so that the power of this magic weapon will continue to increase..."

"What does the master mean, let me use this magic pool to recover the white tiger?"

Hearing what the blood-robed monk said, Chu Xun suddenly reacted, and then exclaimed: "Is this feasible?"

"Of course it's possible. Don't forget, aren't the monsters that the white tiger devoured before actually transformed by demonic energy?" The blood-robed monk smiled faintly and said, "Junior, as long as enough is enough, don't let this demonic weapon devour too much." If there is such a magic weapon, so that it disturbs the ancient evil thoughts in the bottom of the magic pool, then naturally there is no problem."

"Pangu evil thoughts..."

Hearing what the blood-robed monk said, Chu Xun remembered Pangu's evil thoughts.

However, Pangu's evil thoughts have been silent for countless years, if he just swallowed a little devilish energy, then it shouldn't disturb this Pangu's evil thoughts...

But the question is, can the words of this blood-robed monk be trusted?

"Believe it or not, the younger brother decides for himself, and the poor monk will not say much."

Seeing Chu Xun's hesitant look, the blood-robed monk smiled slightly, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Bodhi is the real Bodhi, who has gone through tens of billions of kalpas, but the samsara of cause and effect turns his head empty. Good? Evil? Buddha? Demon? Amitabha, I finally know that I am me and I am not me..."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the blood-robed monk also began to dissipate slightly, and finally turned into dots of golden light, scattered in all directions, leaving only a shimmering golden awn, the size of a ping-pong ball, which seemed to be a solid body, but also seemed to be an incorporeal body The golden ball floated in front of Chu Xun's eyes.

Through this golden ball, Chu Xun seemed to be able to see the billions of beings inside the ball, as well as the changes in the vicissitudes of life. But soon, these pictures suddenly disappeared, and the little ball returned to its original state, as if everything it saw before was an illusion.

But Chu Xun knew that it was not an illusion, but a picture of the blood-robed monk Bodhi's world condensed into pure energy. And this small ball is the bodhi relic left by the blood-robed monk!

"It turned out to be true!"

Feeling the pure Buddha power without any impurities inside the ball, a hint of surprise appeared on Chu Xun's face.

The blood-robed monk may lie, but the Buddha power contained in this Bodhi relic will not lie. Judging from the Buddha power without impurities, this is indeed an extremely precious Bodhi relic!

And thinking of this, Chu Xun couldn't help getting excited.

Since this bodhi relic is real and does not contain any magic energy or magazines, it also means that the blood-robed monk was sober at the last moment. So what he said, the method of using the power of the magic pool to recover the tiger soul knife, should it be true?

Baihu, remodeling is expected!