Chapter 138.Chapter 138 – Three Burial Mages and Wastefulness!
Chapter 138 – Three Burial Mages and Wasteful Things!
This, this will do?
Hui Yan’s cerebellum nearly shriveled as he watched Zuo Xiaoluo casually cut through the eighth rank Saint King Realm barrier with a single slash, casually advancing to the ninth rank Saint King Realm with more ease than drinking water.
Hui Yan’s pupils trembled, his face was stagnant, and he looked at Zuo Xiaoluo like he had seen a ghost!
What kind of ghost is this?
How can anyone be promoted like this?
Is she playing with other people like this?
Zuo Xiaoluo didn’t pay attention to Huiyan’s face, or rather saw it and didn’t care.
She didn’t feel that breaking through the Ninth Order Saint King Realm was anything remarkable.
In fact, if she hadn’t heard that Zhao Yi’s cultivation qualifications weren’t good and Zuo Xiaoluo was worried that her cultivation level was too high and would give him pressure, she would have already broken through the Ninth Order Saint King Realm.
Now that Zhao Yi was still unable to cultivate, but his physical body had been tempered to the limit of the ninth rank, Zuo Xiaoluo didn’t have to worry about him being pressurized, so naturally she didn’t have to suppress her own cultivation.
“Third Burial Mage?”
After Zuo Xiaoluo broke through the Ninth Order Saint King Realm, her divine sense senses improved by a large margin.
She looked at the Huafa Temple in front of her and inclined her head, her eyes puzzled.
According to Hui Yan’s words, that Three Burial Dharma Master Burying the Heavens, the Earth, and all living beings should be an overwhelmingly ferocious demon with a murderous aura.
But in Zuo Xiaoluo’s sensing, the Fa Fa Temple’s qi phase was peaceful, not only was there no manic killing intent, there was not even a trace of hostility.
This is not like the residence of a murderous devil, but rather the dojo of a monk who practiced the Way.
“It’s a bit interesting!”
Zuo Xiaoluo put away the kitchen knife and looked at the gate of Fahua Temple with interest.
At the same time, Hui Yan felt a familiar aura approaching, and his entire body instantly tightened up, his face filled with vigilance.
“Great General be careful, he’s coming out!” Hui Yan reminded.
Zuo Xiaoluo did not say anything, but remained looking in the direction of the gate.
Crunch!
The temple door opened and a middle-aged monk wearing a moon white monk’s robe with a slim figure slowly walked out.
He was absolutely beautiful in appearance, with picturesque eyebrows and deep eyes, delicate features, and a face as if it was sharply defined like a knife and axe, making it unforgettable at first sight.
“You are the Three Burial Venerable Master?”
Zuo Xiaoluo’s gaze swept over the Three Burial Mage’s face, not paying particular attention.
What she was more concerned about was the aura emanating from the Three Burial Mage’s body.
According to Hui Yan, this Third Burial Venerable Master should be a killing god, but Zuo Xiaoluo could not sense any killing intent from him.
His aura was as calm as a water dolphin that did not compete with the world.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
The Three Burial Venerable Master clasped his hands together and bowed towards Zuo Xiaoluo.
“Poor monk Three Burials, meet the general.”
His voice was not slow, his movements were not light or heavy, and his tone was not too high or too low, neither flattering nor making people feel like they were being belittled.
Zuo Xiaoluo’s eyes looked back from Venerable Third Burial, the large Fahua Temple was empty, a little puzzled: “You’re the only one here?”
Venerable Master Three Burials nodded: “A day ago, the little monk sensed that a great disaster was coming, so he dismissed all of his disciples!”
“A day ago?” Hui Yan exclaimed in shock.
He looked at Venerable Master Three Burials and said in shock, “Your Buddhist teachings have improved again?”
Zhao Yi had acted suddenly when he brought his men to surround Mount Sumeru, and Hui Yan didn’t realize that the forbidden army had come until the army had surrounded the city.
If he had known that Zhao Yi would come, the monks of Little Thunder Sound Temple would have run away long ago!
Hui Yan didn’t expect Venerable Master Three Burials to notice in advance.
Venerable Master Three Burials clasped his hands together and did the Buddha Flickering Smile, and said nonchalantly, “The poor monk recited the Buddhist scriptures at night, and occasionally gained some insights, so I let my senior brother see you laugh.”
Hui Yan hurriedly returned the salute, “Congratulations Venerable Master the Great Dao will be realized!”
After Hui Yan finished, he hurriedly looked at Zuo Xiaoluo.
Venerable Master Three Burials had entered the Realm of Enlightenment, and had become a Human Rui, which was a major event for the Buddhist Sect!
Zuo Xiaoluo ignored Huiyan.
She pulled out the kitchen knife and laughed: “Then you sense quite accurate!”
After saying that, the kitchen knife in her hand drew a dazzling arc in the air and chopped towards the neck of the Three Burial Mages without any rules.
Hui Yan could not understand this knife.
He saw that Zuo Xiaoluo’s chopper was light and fluttering, looking forceless, and thought that she had let go of the water, so he let out a sigh of relief.
Who would have thought that Venerable Master Three Burials would change his face drastically!
He looked at the flat and unimpressive kitchen knife, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his bland and calm smile could no longer be maintained, his face muscles twisted, his eyes filled with blood, he looked like a bloodthirsty mad demon!
“Wait!”
The Three Burial Venerable Master roared with all his might against the immense pressure, “I am willing to surrender, spare me.”
Pounce!
The chopper fell and heads flew up.
The round, bald head grunted and rolled out far on the green stone slab, finally falling into a mound full of dead leaves and being buried by them.
The three burial mages who buried the heavens, hid the earth, and buried the living beings were finally buried by a pit of yellow earth and withered leaves.
“Crap!”
Hui Yan reacted a beat slower.
When he saw the headless corpse that was furiously spraying blood, he directly exploded out of his mouth.
“You crazy person, how did you kill him?”
Although it was also a Buddhist monk who was beheaded, Hui Yan’s reaction this time was mostly greater than the previous murder of Master Hui Jie.
Hui Yan broke down and said, “Venerable Master Three Burials has attained enlightenment, do you know what enlightenment means?”
Zuo Xiaoluo thought for a moment and said, “It means that he has killed many innocent people?”
Hui Yan’s expression lagged for a moment, then he freaked out and said, “Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the ground!”
Zuo Xiaoluo snorted and said disdainfully, “Even if you guys lie to others, don’t lie to yourselves! Ask yourselves, those demons who put down the butcher’s knife, can any of them become Buddha?”
Hui Yan said unwillingly, “Even if what you say is true, but Venerable Master Three Burials is in enlightenment, the people he killed are the root of his proof of the Way, it’s their honor!”
Hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo’s chopper suddenly rested on Huiyan’s neck and smiled, “This general is also in enlightenment, how about you come and be the root of my proof of the Way, it’s also your honor!”
Hui Yan’s face changed.
He could sense the undisguised killing intent on the chopper.
Hui Yan knew that Zuo Xiaoluo had already endured him to the extreme.
If it wasn’t for Zhao Yi’s previous order, Zuo Xiaoluo might have killed him long ago!
“Amitabha!”
Hui Yan sighed and said bitterly, “Great General has misunderstood, Little Monk has no such intention. The young monk just feels that it is not easy for the Buddhist Sect to have an enlightened monk, it is of great significance. Moreover, the people that Venerable Master Three Burials killed were all cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm and did not dare to intrude on the mortals of the secular world. Your Highness the Crown Prince could have completely drained him of his value, it would be too much of a waste to kill him like that!”
Zuo Xiaoluo heard this, retrieved the chopper and said in disbelief, “You think too highly of this kind of small character, not to mention that he is only enlightened, even if he certifies to be a Buddha, he is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!”
After Zuo Xiaoluo finished speaking, she put away the kitchen knife and took a big step forward.
She urged, “Let’s go, there’s still the last Little Leiyin Temple left! After killing all those monks, I can go find His Highness the Crown Prince!”
Hui Yan sighed.
The corner of his mouth twitched as he passed by the mound where the bald head of the Third Burial Venerable Master was buried.
It had been thousands of years since an enlightened person had appeared in the Buddhist Sect.
Now that one had come out with great difficulty, before he had the chance to put it to good use, he had first encountered the God of Murder and died directly.
“Waste, waste, waste!”
Hui Yan chagrined straight want to stomp his feet, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Zuo Xiaoluo pinned in the waist of the kitchen knife, just raised his feet and carefully fell down.
This woman is really scary!
The Three Burial Venerable Master had heavenly cultivation and had already stepped into the Ninth Order Saint King Realm decades ago.
As a result, he couldn’t even hold up a single slash in front of this woman, who was newly promoted to the Ninth Order Saint King Realm!
Hui Yan naturally wouldn’t think that this was the Third Burial Venerable Master being too much of a dish.
Hui Yan had lost many times at the hands of the Three Burials Venerable Master and was still proud to be able to survive at the hands of the Three Burials Venerable Master.
If the Three Burial Venerable Master was considered a dish, then what was he?
“Amitabha!”
Hui Yan chanted Buddha’s name towards the Third Burial Venerable Master’s head, then shook his head.
Hui Yan had practiced at the Little Thunder Sound Temple for hundreds of years and had seen too much of the prosperity of the Buddhist sects, thinking that the collection of temples under the world could compete with the Great Xia Dynasty.
That’s why Huiyan was so excited when he heard that Zhao Yi had rewarded him with the Little Thunder Sound Temple earlier.
Now it seemed that the Buddhist Sect was nothing at all in the eyes of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Hui Yan finally sat on the well and watched the meaning of the sky.
Thanks to him, he even advised Zuo Xiaoluo before, saying that he was worried that the Buddha Sect would gather a crowd and riot.
No wonder Zuo Xiaoluo was too lazy to pay attention to him.
It’s not that Zuo Xiaoluo doesn’t believe that the Buddha Sect won’t make trouble, but she’s not afraid of them making trouble.
When Mount Sumeru says that it is slaughtered, she still cares about other temples?
“This madman, this demon, this murderous embryo!”
Hui Yan’s heart was pounding and his mind was reeling.
Alas!
Hui Yan suddenly sighed and suddenly became disinterested.
Originally, he was still ambitious and wanted to create a Buddhist Sect that was completely under his control.
Zuo Xiaoluo’s slash not only chopped the Three Burial Venerable Master to death, but also decimated his ambitions as well!
Even if he created another Buddha Sect, what could he do?
Even the Three Burial Venerable Master couldn’t block Zuo Xiaoluo’s slash, could he still do so?
Moreover, Zuo Xiaoluo is still only the Zhenbei General of the Daxia court.
The true terror killers of Daxia, the Xuan Zhen Guan and the Patriarchate, hadn’t even been deployed.
Hui Yan had always wondered before why the Buddha Sect, which was so powerful, was willing to be suppressed by Zhao in the Immortal Cultivation World and didn’t dare to venture a step into the secular world.
Now that he thought about it, it wasn’t that the Buddha Sect didn’t want to, but they didn’t dare to ah!
“If we are born in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, why are we born in the Daxia Zhao Clan ah?”
Hui Yan sighed long and hard, the ambition and desire that had been nurtured for many years at the helm of the Little Thunder Sound Temple was gone at this moment!
“The Great Xia Zhao Clan, it really makes Immortal Cultivators despair!”
Hui Yan thought in his heart, watching Zuo Xiaoluo walk away, and finally glanced at the bald head of the Three Burial Venerable Master, suddenly spitting a mouthful of water towards him.
This was his statement of breaking with the Buddha Sect!
Hui Yan finally remembered that he was a person from the Xuan Zhen Guan, a part of the Zhao Clan.
All he had to do was cling to Zhao’s thighs and he would have a good life.
It’s only stupid people who want to start another sect!
After realizing this, Hui Yan only felt enlightened.
“Great General, the Little Thunder Sound Temple has a lot of prohibitions, the little monk has a backup here, the little monk will lead the way!”
At the same time.
Zhao Yi and his group also entered the Buddhist Sect’s secret realm.
Elder Huiyuan, who had a white beard and eyebrows, had a fawning face and pleasingly opened the way in front.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, the entrance to the Buddha Sect’s secret realm has many prohibitions, but the little monk here has a backup, so the little monk will lead the way!”
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