Chapter 150 Ancient rhyme surges
In the Ouchi Treasure House, a giant black lotus Buddha statue sits quietly.
The Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and he performs sutras with one hand. The twelve-level lotus platform under his body is as black as ink. I don’t know whether the Black Lotus Sect enshrined this giant Buddha was a fabrication or a real one.
If it exists, is it in the mortal world or in the fairy world like Buddha
Lin Shan suppressed his excitement. When he was in Zanggao County in southern Xinjiang, he was only in the acquired breath realm. After learning that the giant black lotus Buddha statue unearthed from the Yelang Tomb was bought by a nobleman from the capital, he chased it all the way to the imperial capital to find out. Hidden deep in the palace, he had been haunted for so many years before he finally saw his true form.
Step forward and touch it gently with your hands, and the transparent reinforced panel will appear as expected.
【Black Lotus Buddha Statue】
Quality: Normal
Ancient rhyme: 32 points
Is it absorbed?
……
"Absorb!"
The tall black lotus Buddha statue collapsed instantly and shattered on the ground like a sand sculpture.
Lin Shan's mood was agitated, and his ancient charm returned to the terrifying 106 points! Not only is it enough for the elixirs he needs to advance to the middle stage of foundation building, but it is also more than enough to upgrade a spiritual treasure.
"So much ancient charm can no longer be preserved and must be quickly transformed into strength."
"I will apply for a transfer order after the Battle of Bianliang. I want to return to the East China Sea to practice!"
He felt that he didn't need to fight anymore. He got more than a dozen bottles of Qianyun Pavilion's "Izumo Pill" from Qi Zhong, plus the battle merit exchanged for the Black Lotus Sect's "Biluo Pill", which was enough for him to reach the peak of the early stage of foundation building. .
When the time comes, use ancient rhyme to break through the bottleneck and directly enter the middle stage of foundation building.
Although the devil has the upper hand in the current battle between good and evil, the central theater has broken through the Zixiao Sect's defense line and even breached Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty. But the Zhengdao Sect had managed the land in the western part of the Song Dynasty for thousands of years and could not be wiped out so easily.
There will definitely be an even more brutal decisive battle later!
By then, my cultivation in the foundation building period will still be cannon fodder, and it is very likely that I will perish. Why not retreat bravely and raise your strength first?
He was originally the envoy of Jingtan who was in charge of the rear. There were only one more enemy than him and one less enemy on the front line. As long as he applied for transfer back to the East China Sea, the United Front Department must not be too lazy to retain him.
What's more, even if the three demon sects completely wiped out the entire Song Dynasty, it would probably take decades. You can come back if you don't have enough training resources in the future. There is no need to rush.
While Lin Shan was thinking about his future plans, he casually searched through the Ouchi treasure house. He was too lazy to collect the messy worldly things, but the antique calligraphy and paintings gave him an unexpected surprise.
"Autumn Colors of Streams and Mountains"
"Nine Cauldrons and the Goddess of Luo"
"Liu Gongming's Calligraphy"
"Exhibition of Wind and Eaves"
"Huiming Spring Harmony Book"
……
Lin Shan picked up and put down each volume one by one. Some of the precious ancient books he touched were fine, and some turned into fly ash
A quarter of an hour later, his ancient rhyme soared to 128 points again!
“Finally I can spend as much as I want again.”
Lin Shan couldn't wait in his heart. No matter how much Gu Yun saved, the enhanced panel would not provide interest. As long as the bottom line was left to save his life, the rest could be transformed into strength as soon as possible.
Only the higher the strength, the more ancient charms can be obtained as soon as possible and a virtuous cycle can be achieved.
……
After leaving the rockery of the Ouchi Treasure House, I found that there were many more sneaky figures around. It was obvious that many new demonic monks had broken into this area.
Lin Shan didn't pay much attention to them. Anyway, Gu Yun was already in hand, so there was no need to create complications. He lowered the brim of his hat again and quickly flew out of the palace.
The fighting outside the palace has become much more sporadic. The righteous monks seemed to have begun a great rout. They scrambled to escape outside the imperial capital city one by one. Behind them, the demonic monks chased Zhenghuan one by one.
People in the Demonic Path have the innate ability to maneuver according to the wind. Needless to say, going against the wind will increase their combat effectiveness by 300%.
If you stay and fight me, I may not dare to fight you; if you dare to run away, I will chase you to the ends of the earth!
Walking on the ruins of the streets and alleys, Lin Shan saw more than one strange phenomenon: a group of demonic monks in the Qi-training stage behind him were howling and screaming, but the one who was being hunted in front was actually a monk in the foundation-building stage of the righteous path!
He doubted who gave them the courage? Aren't you afraid that the foundation for the right path ahead will be "turned back and dug out"?
In fact, the latter really didn't dare, because these righteous monks were really angry at first and killed batch after batch, but later they found that all the low-level demon monks seemed to have the same brain.
As long as you dare to run, no matter who you are, I will chase you!
These righteous foundation-building monks gave up when they were tired of killing. It was not worth delaying their own escape just to kill these weak chickens. Anyway, they could do whatever they liked after leaving the city and letting the birds fly.
……
Lin Shan searched all the palaces in the city again, trying to find some antique calligraphy and paintings, but found that they had already been looted by the demon cultivators.
Wherever the locusts pass, not a blade of grass grows.
As a last resort, I went to the "Bowang Houfu" again and found that Nightingale's headquarters had become ruins, but there were not many corpses on the ground, and all Nightingale personnel were gone. Lin Shan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Elder Nightingale and Protector Jiang had already evacuated in advance, so he didn't have to worry about them.
After wandering around the city for a few more times, I finally found my puppet chariot. I found that the Black Skeleton Demon Lord and Old Man Zhong were shouting "ouch" and chasing a monk in the foundation-building stage of the righteous path to death.
The two puppet war horses were panting and snoring from exhaustion. The grooves of the middle-grade spiritual stones on their bodies were dim, obviously exhausted by their wandering around Bianliang City.
Anyway, it’s not my money that’s being burned. If you don’t go on a self-driving tour at public expense, it’s all for nothing!
Good guy, Lin Shan almost had his nose twisted with anger. These people just spent their money and walked around the market with such a high-end magic weapon. Even if the righteous monks are too lazy to pay attention to you, aren't you afraid of being snatched away by the demonic monks?
I left the chariot for you because I care about your life and death and want to save your life. It's a good thing you don't quickly find a nook and cranny to hide, and then you are so arrogant about hunting down the monks in the foundation-building period of the righteous path! Does the old man hang himself because he thinks he has a long life?
But Lin Shan's younger brothers have been infected by all the demonic monks. It's easy to get lost in such a smooth battle. There are fleeing enemies everywhere, and everyone is frantically chasing them. This kind of emotion can easily resonate.
And with the high-level magic weapon left by Lin Shan, he gathered the spiritual power of more than 20 people to drive the chariot at the same time, and coupled with the unfathomable Black Skeleton Demon Lord, he really had the ability to barely contain it. This kind of pleasure of chasing down the foundation during the Qi training period is something that most low-level monks can't stop.
What's more, the demonic monks are inherently mixed, and the golden elixir-level protectors in the sky have no time to care about them. There is no discipline and restraint. They only want to kill people and set fire to the golden belt. Maybe some people really pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.
The young man who was being chased in front of him, who was in the foundation-building stage of the Righteous Path, looked young and immature, and looked cowardly and panicked. He didn't have the guts to fly into the sky and only dared to escape among the crowd. Naturally, he was targeted by a group of younger brothers.
Especially the two slutty words of Black Skull Demon Lord and Old Man Zhong. Even Lin Shan couldn't stand listening to them.
"That kid in front of you, stop it. If you have the guts, I'll fight your Grandpa Zhong for 300 rounds!"
"Kaka! What about you, can you do it, little dog!"
"I promise not to use my ace mid-level magical weapon. Do you dare to turn around and fight me now?"
"You don't even need mid-level magic weapons. Old man Zhong, are you so trusting?"
"Seeing that you have only reached the early stage of foundation building at a young age, while I am already at the advanced stage of Qi training at an early age! I just want to ask you if you are afraid!"
"Hiss~ It's so scary in the later stage of Qi training!"
All the boys cheered together: "It's so scary!"
……
Listening to these two people's strange aura, the righteous path foundation-building monk in front was young and vigorous after all, how could he be so insulted? It was like pressing his dignity to the ground and rubbing it hard until he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Okay, okay, I'll make it happen for you!"
"A slutty skeleton, a stupid old man! And a bunch of stupid fools!"
"Go to hell!"
This foundation-building monk could have turned around and killed him, but he didn't forget to curse before taking action. Obviously, if he didn't curse back, he felt like there were ants crawling all over his body, and it was unbearably itchy.
But before he could take action, high-level magic weapons such as finger rings, jade rings, and exquisite pagodas were smashed down on his head one after another, directly suppressing him to the ground.
A group of young men on the puppet chariot behind were overjoyed. They waved their low-level magic weapons and pierced the windows of the Linglong Pagoda.
This young man in the foundation-building stage of the righteous path was trapped inside and could not move. He could only watch a bunch of losers in the qi-training stage outside, scolding and stabbing themselves, and finally fainted out of anger.
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Three days later, the Battle of Bianliang came to an end, and all finishing work was completed.
At this time, there were ruins inside and outside the city, ruins caused by the war.
Hundreds of miles around were turned into scorched earth, and the demonic fire was still burning in some places.
However, a brand-new military camp with more than 100,000 people was erected. Here, 80% of the troops in the central theater were gathered. All the Black Lotus monks were beaming and gearing up, waiting for the United Front Department to give orders to get ready for deployment.
In order to celebrate the victory of Bianliang, the senior officials of the United Front Department specially held a grand celebration banquet. The flowing water table was filled with all kinds of spiritual fruits and spirits, and more than 100,000 demonic monks drank from cup to cup. For a while, there was endless laughter and laughter, and everyone was imagining a bright future.
Lin Shan did not join in the fun. He was registering at the munitions office of the camp outside the city, and there was a long queue behind him. A demonic monk handed over the tasks for the past few days and counted his military exploits so that the quartermaster could exchange them for sect contribution points.
"Lin Shan, the envoy of the Black Lotus Sect's Pure Altar."
"East China Sea missionary surplus: contribution value 200 points."
"Exploring the Dirty Poison Grand Canyon, the contribution value is 2000 points."
"Participate in the attack on the canyon camp and contribute 1,000 points."
"Kill the Cangxuan Sect's foundation-building deacon and contribute 2,000 points."
"Kill the true disciples of Qianyun Pavilion in the foundation-building period, and the contribution value is 8,000 points."
"Capture the young master of Qiu Fenggu of the Righteous Sect, and the contribution value is 4,000 points."
"Participated in the attack on the Imperial Capital of the Song Dynasty and contributed 1,000 points."
"Total: 18,200 points!"
(End of chapter)