I became a peerless master

Chapter 282
Chapter 282: He is really a Buddhist
Inside the Mosa camp, which is confronting the army of the southern kingdom of the underworld.

The newly-promoted Yan Luo stood back and bowed respectfully to the silver-gray spear in the center of the handsome tent.

It is the biggest battle that concerns the fate of the Nether Clan's hearts and the fate of the vast world. The strong men of both sides of the Nether Clan know that the king-killing spear has the power to compete with the Judge's Pen in the hands of the Nether Ghost King. Only Mosa knows that the Judge's Pen is unique.

Although that small pen was refined by Emperor Jiuyouming, it was in charge of the six realms of samsara in ancient times and judged the good and evil of all living beings.

In other words, the judge's pen was personally refined by Emperor Jiuyouming, but later on, it also represented part of Dao's will to a certain extent.

Although powerful underworld weapons appeared later, there was no such thing that could reach its height.

In the underworld, except for the two treasures that are like the incarnation of the sun-like reincarnation, the judge's pen is the strongest, not one of them.

Such a terrifying killer weapon, the King Killing Gun is simply a little brother.

The reason why you can come and go on equal footing in the battle is only because in the King Killing Spear, there is the power injected by Emperor Jiuyou Ming himself and a ray of divine sense.

It can be said that the king-killing spear has a spiritual power.

Its weapon spirit is exactly the spiritual thought of the Nine Netherworld Emperor who has proven the Great Way of Reincarnation, and it can also represent the will of the Great Way to a certain extent.

Of course, the superiority of the two divine weapons cannot be determined by Mosa.

Today, he knelt down alone in the big tent and worshiped the King Killing Spear, using his power to communicate with the holy spirit in it, and his purpose was the same as that of the Nether Ghost King.

The ancient great Yan Luofeng had joined the battle, and he was still on the opposite side.

The guy didn't try his best and took action like he was strolling in the court, which made it difficult for the three newly promoted Yama Kings on his side to resist, and the battle was deadlocked.

If the Holy King of Fengdu went all out, there would be no need to fight the battle at all.

What made Mosa speechless the most was that Fengdu, a super strong among Yama kings, was on his side in the beginning.

He was summoned by his master to return, and it was also used as an important ultimate move to fight back against the ghost king who had not yet become popular at that time.

Unexpectedly, the reincarnation disk suddenly appeared, and Fengdu completely switched sides.

"I already know about the matter in Fengdu."

"Don't ask too much, he's waiting for news about that bug."

Not long after Mosa knelt down on the ground, a phantom of an eye suddenly appeared in the silver-gray king-killing spear, and there was emotion in his voice.

"I never thought that the bug would one day contribute to the underworld."

"But this step is indeed a good one. At least he can use his death to let those stupid underworld tribes know that there is no doubt about the authenticity of this saint."

The slightly disdainful voice dissipated, the King Killing Spear remained silent, and Mosa's hanging heart also settled down.

As long as the owner knows and has a backup, then everything is fine.

I don't know the origin of the "bug" that he despises and disdains...

...

Ai Qing~

Somewhere in Binhe City, the slovenly old man who was sleeping on the street in the city center suddenly sneezed.

The stench and the smell of alcohol that had spread for dozens of meters suddenly spewed out, instantly attracting the sound of shouting and cursing from farther away.

That's the consequence of the smell.

But shouting and scolding did not affect the old man at all, lazily changed into a limp posture, and murmured:
"It's been so many years, and it's really tearful to be talked about by Lord Underworld again."

"No, no, he must be scolding me~"

The holy level is in line with the great road. If it is chanted by someone of the same level, the other party will be able to sense it in an instant.

Although Styx was only the weakest among the saints, he knew what had happened without even thinking about this sudden sneeze.

The person talking about himself again must be because of the fate of people in the underworld.

Maybe that fellow Fengdu has already joined the battle at this moment.

"But if you want to know the truth of the matter, it's not that simple. Maybe the person talking about me, the old drunkard, is the one in the mortal world~"

Talking to himself, Styx had been in Binhe City for several days, but Styx knew nothing about the saint's whereabouts.

As the lowest existence in the holy class, he is also very self-aware.

When the other party deliberately hides and restrains, it is absolutely difficult to find someone by yourself.

Maybe I met them on the street, and there was no reaction at all.

But to do this kind of thing, the brain is the most important thing.

It's a stupid thing for a bastard to look for an existence that is infinitely stronger than oneself with a dull head.

Since the other party is related to Xizhu Buddhist Kingdom and Buddhism, all we need to do is seize this clue.

So after the saint-level consciousness scanned Binhe City and found nothing, Styx focused on Buddhism.

Not to mention, after such a search, he found a breakthrough in an instant.

The Buddhist sect that moved eastward from Xizhu Buddhism actually had a ninth-grade Zen master who had been secretly monitoring a young woman in the Daze Sect who had just reached the state of concentration.

Ninth-rank great Zen master, that is comparable to a master of Taoism.

They did it secretly, which only shows that there is something wrong with that tomboy-dressed nun in Dazezong.

So Styx simply came out with a praying mantis catching cicadas and orioles, and followed this clue to stare.

However, the female monk in the Osawa Sect seemed to be very vigilant. She did not go out at all for so many days, and the clues were cut off as soon as she came here.

Of course, for ascetics, not going out for a few days is just like sitting on a bench and being dazed for a while. It is not a big deal.

And behind the opponent, there might be that great saint who can compete with the Nine Nether Emperor.

As long as she slacks off a little, maybe she can get in touch with that mysterious holy level by being distracted?

In the city center near the Dazezong, staring at the tomboy-looking female monk, Styx was very patient.

As if he was drunk, the thoughts were over, and he was about to turn over and continue to lie on the corpse, but the sound of cheers suddenly sounded in his ears.

The sound spread from the west of the city, and it was even mixed with pious shouts. Styx suddenly stood up, and an aura of good and evil mixed up from the west.

In this artistic conception, there is the pure goodness of Buddhism to save all living beings, but also the danger of punishing evil with evil.

The moment a mortal feels it, the evil thoughts in his heart are shattered by the infinite fear, and the good thoughts are immediately promoted infinitely under the threat of evil crossing.

The essence of Dao is to use evil to promote good, and Buddhism is the ultimate principle.

The aura of a saint.

A number of words suddenly appeared in his mind, and Styx's old eyes that were as yellow as drunk instantly cleared up.

Without any hesitation, the figure disappeared in an instant, and the stench appeared on the west bank of the Daze River.

Sure enough, the holy level hidden in the mortal world made a movement.

The truth of the great change in the underworld is likely to be revealed soon.

He, really is the Buddha...

(End of this chapter)