Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

No, this golden Buddha is most likely the consciousness of the Sweeping Monk, which has entered his sea of ​​consciousness invisibly.

It is true that the Sweeping Monk is a grandmaster, but we don’t know at what specific stage he is.

Now my skills are so poor that I can’t even break his Golden Bell Defense. What should I do?

Jiang Weichen looked in the direction of Chu Tiange and shouted, "Chu Tiange, how long are you going to hide?

You want to suppress the martial artists, but the skills I have absorbed are too much, too thin, and too diverse, and I can no longer break through to the Grandmaster level.

There is no threat to you. Wouldn't it be better if we could join forces to kill this old monk?"

Chu Tiange did not dodge anymore. He looked at the sweeping monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then looked at Jiang Weichen.

"You are too weak. You can't even break other people's defenses. What qualifications do you have to join forces with me?"

Chu Tiange said this, but he felt helpless in his heart. He couldn't even break through the eleven levels of the Golden Bell Cover.

Even a mid-stage grandmaster couldn't break the eleventh-level golden bell, let alone the fact that he was only in the early stage of the grandmaster.

Jiang Weichen reached the tenth level of the Golden Bell Cover, and even Li Yuanhao, who was at the early stage of Grandmaster, was unable to break his defense.

Chu Tiange looked at Jiang Weichen with murderous intent in his heart, but he didn't dare to take action.

The old monk obviously wanted to convert Jiang Weichen into a Buddhist guardian. If he killed Jiang Weichen, it would be equivalent to offending the old monk.

After thinking about it, he realized that Jiang Weichen couldn't break through to the Grandmaster level anyway, so he didn't take any more action.

However, everyone in the square had been converted, but Jiang Weichen had not yet been converted, which surprised Chu Tiange.

Chapter 279: Expelling the Sweeping Monk's Spiritual Consciousness

Chu Tiange refused to join forces with Jiang Weichen, and Jiang Weichen had no choice but to resort to the only option left: killing!

Use killing to accumulate murderous intent to fight against the Sweeping Monk.

Jiang Weichen thought about how the sword spirit of Yunwu Mountain controlled his body and killed people.

Killing by oneself requires murderous intent in the heart, but it seems that the murderous intent absorbed by the sword spirit when killing on its own is even stronger.

Jiang Weichen relaxed his mind, and with their minds connected, the sword soul separated a wisp of divine power to control his body.

The sword spirit is condensed from the mind, absorbing murderous intent to strengthen itself.

Since Jiang Weichen forged the sword spirit, he has killed tens of thousands of people, including today.

The murderous intent in it was so huge that just a trace of it caused Jiang Weichen's murderous intent to burst out.

The power of the mind was influenced by the divine will separated from the sword soul and was constantly transformed into murderous intent.

If this murderous intent surged into his mind, he would definitely be able to resist it for a while, but Jiang Weichen couldn't do that.

Because this was transformed from his mental power. If his mental power was exhausted and he was still unable to expel the Sweeping Monk, then he would be finished.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill and absorb, amplify the murderous intent, and use the distracting thoughts absorbed back to influence the Sweeping Monk.

As the murderous intent in his heart continued to accumulate, the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand trembled incessantly, and Jiang Weichen's eyes began to turn red.

Then, it walked towards the nearby building as if it had transformed into a weapon capable of killing.

Shaolin is very big and there are a lot of people here today. Soon, screams were heard from other places.

Zhaixingzi, Chuchenzi and other people from the Xingxiu Sect who ran away shortly after the fight started died.

Shaolin disciples died, and people from some other sects also died.

One hundred people, two hundred people, five hundred people...

At the beginning, Jiang Weichen could still control his murderous intent, but as the killing increased, Jiang Weichen's mind gradually became lost.

Two red lights seemed to emerge from his eyes, and Jiang Weichen walked out of the temple.

There were also countless people from the underworld surrounding the temple, who were originally not qualified to enter.

But now, even though there is a place inside, they dare not go in and can only stay outside waiting for the result of the demon-eliminating conference.

The moment Jiang Weichen left Shaolin Temple, countless eyes were looking at him.

"The devil won? The demon-slaying conference failed?"

"Impossible. There are at least several thousand experts inside. Even if some left, there are still two to three thousand people."

"Hahaha, a demon-killing convention? Ridiculous, this is a demon-raising convention, right?"

"Look, that devil's eyes are glowing red? He's even more ferocious than before."

Those who had experienced Yunwu Mountain immediately screamed, "Run! The demon is about to start the killing."

After the man finished speaking, he ran down the mountain desperately, wishing his parents had not given him two more legs.

Jiang Weichen randomly chose a direction and started killing the martial artists who were still surrounding the temple.

"Ah, spare me, I'm just here to watch the fun."

"Ah, let me go, I won't seek revenge."

"I don't want to be famous anymore. I just want to live a good life. Can someone save me?"

"........."

Screams and pleas for mercy rang out one after another, but the killing did not stop.

As the killing increased, Jiang Weichen's mind seemed to turn into a sea of ​​blood, with bloody energy surging in the air.

These blood and energy contain countless resentments, death, sorrow, and unwillingness.

Strands of blood and energy began to press towards the golden Buddha, continuously eroding its living space.

The golden Buddha chanted faster and faster, but it could not dispel the rapidly growing murderous intent.

On the contrary, the murderous intent became more and more pure and condensed under the purification of his Buddhist sound.

The golden Buddha found that he could no longer do anything about the blood and energy, so he stopped chanting.

The golden Buddha looked at the bloody mind, which had become extremely condensed and was about to be sublimated into a murderous state of mind.

The golden Buddha wanted to leave, but found that the distance was within the reach of his body, but it was beyond his range.

The golden Buddha was transformed from a wisp of spiritual consciousness. If it left Jiang Weichen's mind and could not return to his body in time, it would quickly dissipate.

If the spiritual consciousness is damaged, the body will also be injured. The golden Buddha had no choice but to continue sitting cross-legged and resist with all his strength.

The sweeping monk in front of the main hall suddenly opened his eyes, and his expression was not as calm as before.

He quickly stood up and walked outside, he wanted to quickly retrieve that trace of spiritual consciousness.

I sighed inwardly, why is it so difficult to convert someone who hasn't yet reached the Grandmaster level?

The moment the Sweeping Monk from the outside world stood up, the spiritual consciousness in his mind became weaker and weaker because it no longer had the blessing of the original body.

At this time, the golden Buddha body was no longer there, and his whole body was filled with blood and energy.

Strands of blood and energy transformed into human heads, exactly what they looked like before their death.

"Old monk, why are you pretending to be compassionate? You are such a hypocrite."

"Yes, you are a Grandmaster, your realm is higher than others, you can just take action to eliminate the demon directly, why do you need to convert it?"

"It would be fine if you converted him, but why did you let this demon escape?"

"The devil had no intention of killing us outside, and he was already preparing to leave.

It was you, a hypocrite, who wanted to subdue the demon, but instead of subduing it, you created an even bigger demon."

"Our deaths are all caused by you, a hypocritical bald ass."

"I'm not willing to give in. I just wanted to come and see the fun, why did I die?"

"I just want to become famous and stand out, that's all. Why?"

"I can't kill the devil, but even if I die, I will still bite off a piece of your flesh."

"........."

Countless blood and energy turned into ferocious ghosts, biting towards the Buddha with fangs and claws.

The sound of Buddha's chanting became weaker and weaker, but this wisp of spiritual consciousness was more powerful than Li Yuanhao's.

Its essence is too high, and blood and energy seem unable to do anything to the Buddha formed by spiritual consciousness.

Although he could not be destroyed, the resentment, hatred and other emotions of these dead people during their lifetime continued to pour into this wisp of spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, this wisp of spiritual consciousness finally sensed the main body and immediately left the mind.

These blood and energy lost their target for venting and suddenly became violent.

But at this moment, the buzzing sound of the sword spirit resounded through his mind, and the blood and energy were immediately frightened and became obedient for a moment.

His mind calmed down, and the Sweeping Monk's consciousness left his mind, no longer affecting Jiang Weichen.

He should have been out of danger temporarily, but Jiang Weichen in the outside world had gone crazy and lost himself in the carnage.

The people of Shaoshi Mountain kept running away while shouting, but no one could outrun Jiang Weichen, who was an expert in light martial arts.

Soon, the people on the top of the mountain were either dead or fleeing madly to the surrounding areas.

The Sweeping Monk came outside the temple and took back his spiritual consciousness. He originally wanted to defeat Jiang Weichen directly with his brute force.

But when that wisp of spiritual consciousness merged into one, endless screams, unwillingness, resentment and other emotions surged.

The Sweeping Monk was in a state of confusion, thinking that something was wrong.

For so many years, he has been sweeping the floor in the Sutra Library, sweeping not only the floor, but also purifying his soul.

But now, my heart, which had long been calm, was suddenly flooded with so many mixed emotions.

This completely destroyed the results of his many years of spiritual practice.

The Sweeping Monk's originally old and haggard face suddenly became full of blood. Under the influence of various emotions, his long-hidden unwillingness resurfaced again.

Chapter 280: Relapse of Obsession

The Sweeping Monk tried his best to maintain his composure, hoping to purify these emotions with the Zen spirit he had acquired through years of Buddhist practice.

But before he could purify himself, a thought of unwillingness deep in his heart was drawn out by the unwilling emotions of those who died before their death.