Infinite Comprehension by Taking In Disciples: Martial Uncle, Please Ascend!

The voice of Monk Wu Mo sounded, and Li Cheng and Jiu Wanli stopped and turned around to look.

The dead monk stalked after them, stopped a few feet away from the two of them, called the Buddha, and then said: "Is the donor proficient in formations?"

"I don't understand!" Li Cheng blocked the dead monk with one sentence.

"Sins should be spared and spared. Donor, what happened before has been forgotten!" Monk Wumo choked on his words and then saluted.

A smile appeared on Li Cheng's face, but he remained silent.

Monk Wumo had no choice but to continue: "Donor, the poor monk has answered your request and lifted the benefactor's curse. Can you let the matter of the array plate go?"

Indeed, it was Li Cheng who spoke before.

After pondering for a while, Li Cheng said: "If you know a little about the formation, the holy monk will tell you what he has to say!"

Monk Wumo looked at Jiuwanli, who understood and bowed: "Master Li, holy monk, I will take my leave now!"

Li Cheng nodded, "Lao Jiu, take care!"

Ninety thousand miles away, Monk Wu Mo whispered: "Donor, the poor monk found a gathering place of demons, but it is protected by a formation. I would like to ask the benefactor to help break the formation."

"Then what? Are the divine monks going to convert those demons?" Li Cheng looked indifferent, but the sarcasm in his voice was not concealed.

"Amitabha, the demonic nature of the demons in that gathering place is deep-rooted, and it is difficult for the poor monk's Dharma to influence them, but the poor monk is willing to save them and send them to the Paradise of Paradise!" The demon-free monk has a pious face. People who don't know, but also I thought this guy was an eminent monk.

Li Cheng smiled, "Isn't the holy monk about to commit murder again?"

Monk Wu Mo quickly put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the Buddha said: salvation is better than building a seven-level pagoda. How can it be considered killing? The donor is in trouble!"

Let me go, you Buddhas are so pitiful, they always take the blame for you!

Only ghosts believe that your Buddha said such things.

This bald donkey is very bad.

Li Cheng was stunned and clasped his fists, "The sacred monk is indeed a sacred monk. The depth of Buddhist principles is admirable!"

"Amitabha! After the event is completed, the poor monk is willing to give up half of the points, which will be regarded as the cause and effect of the array." Monk Wumo said.

"Okay, please invite the holy monk!"

Since it is a gathering place of demons, it is at least as good as the previous one. There are at least nearly 10,000 demons. After the cleanup, the points will definitely be over 100,000. If you divide it in half, that is not bad.

Anyway, I just broke the formation and left the rest to the monk.

On the other side, Jiuwanli returned to the Wilderness City. He breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced at the north, and murmured: "This trip was worthwhile. Not only did it lift the curse, but I also earned five sacred stones."

For casual cultivators, even gods, it is not easy to earn sacred stones. For example, in the villages near Yunming City, the village chiefs are gods. They lead the whole village to work hard to grow sacred rice, but they can only earn a few coins a year.

Flying millions of miles back and forth like this to earn five divine stones is simply a loser.

This is life at the bottom.

"I hope Master Li will be fine. That monk is very bad."

With a beep, Jiuwanli returned to his residence, and solemnly took out the storage bag from his arms, "Five sacred stones, my cultivation can be improved again."

He didn't feel any regret at not accepting the bottle of God Pill. After all, he was just leading the way, and that was not what he deserved.

Opening the storage bag, Jiuwanli's eyes widened immediately, "This..."

There are a total of 10 million sacred stones in the storage bag!

In addition, there are ten bottles of heavenly pills, with twelve pills in each bottle, a total of one hundred and twenty pills!

What surprised him even more was that these divine pills were all of the highest quality!

He knew that a low-grade Heavenly God Pill required 50,000 divine stones, and he might be able to buy one after hundreds of years of accumulation. However, the ones in his hands were all of the highest quality!

"Master Li must have given you the wrong storage bag. I have to go to the city gate to wait for him to return and return it to him." Jiuwanli didn't hesitate at all.

How could such wealth be given to a guide?

It must be the wrong one!

But suddenly, Jiuwanli found a jade slip on the pile of sacred stones, with the words "Jiuwanli Qi" engraved on it!

Jiuwanli was puzzled, and with suspicion, his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it.

"Lao Jiu, there are only a handful of people I admire in the God Realm, and you are one of them. I hope you will accept my offer."

"Don't refuse. You can help me if you step into the realm of true gods as soon as possible."

Looking at the message left in the jade slip, Jiuwanli was stunned. Did he make the dignified demon-suppressing envoy admire him?

When did this happen?

After calming down, Jiuwanli carefully took out a God Pill and took a deep breath, "Lao Jiu has never been so favored by anyone in my life. I swear, I will never let you down!"

Li Cheng, who was walking forward, noticed that Yu Jian was passive, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Donor, is there anything you are happy about? You might as well tell me and make this poor monk happy." Monk Wumo caught a glimpse of Li Cheng's smile and said.

Li Cheng coughed slightly, "Well, it suddenly occurred to me that your Buddha would be very happy if he knew that he would always take the blame for you. After all, you are a compassionate Buddha."

Monk Wumo almost choked, he quickly clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name devoutly: "Amitabha!"

Are you happy?

Li Cheng smiled.

"Huh? There is a natural formation ahead. Is that the gathering place of the demons mentioned by the monk?" Suddenly, Li Cheng discovered that there was a natural formation in a mountain range hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"The donor has a sharp eye! Exactly!"

The two landed in front of the mountain. Li Cheng looked at it and said, "The formation completely hides the aura inside. How can the divine monk determine that there is a demon inside?"

Monk Wumo was stunned for a moment, "The people who are entrenched in this wild ridge are either demons or evil cultivators. They are all people that the poor monk wants to save."

Li Cheng glanced at the Demonless Monk, and what he said made sense.

But what if it’s not?

Thinking of this, Li Cheng took out the Ming Mie Bai Lotus and refilled it with 120 soul-killing needles. One hundred and eight were medium-grade and twelve were high-grade.

Monk Wumo's eyelids twitched when he saw these soul-killing needles. These soul-killing needles made his scalp numb. Are you sure they weren't used to shock him?

But thinking that they were both demon-suppressing envoys and could not kill each other, Monk Wumo felt relieved.

"There is no need to break this formation. We can sneak into it directly. Follow me." Li Cheng put away the Ming Mie Bai Lotus and said.

Under the leadership of Li Cheng, the natural formation seemed to not exist. After walking around for a while, a valley dozens of miles long appeared in front of him.

There was silence in the valley, not even the chirping of insects or birds.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is wrong. There are no demons here." The monk sighed.

Li Cheng stared intently at the two-mile-wide small lake in the center of the valley, "Monk, do you eat fish?"

The monk shook his head, "How can a monk kill? How can he eat meat?"

As soon as the words changed, the monk added: "But the Buddha said that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains. The poor monk always remembers the Buddha's teachings."

Li Cheng was already used to this strange monk. It would be really weird if he didn't eat it.

Anyway, with Buddha taking the blame, this guy would dare to flirt with women.

"Then we are in luck. There are many snow spirit fish in the lake." Li Cheng said.

The monk nodded, not forgetting to lick his lips, "Amitabha, this poor monk will grab a few and bring them up for salvation!"

As he said that, the monk appeared above the lake. He reached out and grabbed it, and more than a dozen snow spirit fish that were more than a foot long flew out. He was still mumbling: "It's a pity that I didn't bring any seasoning."

Li Cheng walked over slowly, and the monk had already prepared the snow spirit fish, as if he was hesitating on how to eat it.

"Snow spirit fish meat has the miraculous effect of enhancing the soul, and the taste is even more delicious. No seasoning is required. Often high-end ingredients only need to be simply cooked and grilled to eat!"

As Li Cheng spoke, divine fire surged out, and the fish was already roasted in a few breaths.

"What the donor said is true, I have learned from it!" the monk said, enjoying his meal.

While Li Cheng was eating, he looked into the lake. There were at least tens of thousands of them in the lake, but that was not the point. The point was that wherever there were snow spirit fish, they had a very strong aura.

There must be something good at the bottom of this lake!

Monk Wumo obviously knew this, and glanced at the lake from time to time, but did not speak, as if waiting for Li Cheng to speak first.

Li Cheng was naturally not in a hurry. After eating, he washed his hands by the lake and felt the majestic energy contained in the water, which further confirmed his guess.

The monk couldn't help it anymore, "Donor, let's explore the bottom of the lake together? Will we share the gains equally?"

"That's what I meant!" Li Cheng smiled, his mind sinking into the storage ring, and he filled the remaining 398 high-grade soul-destroying needles into the Wan-destroying box, just in case.

If there is some kind of treasure down there, He Heyang will definitely behave himself, and maybe he will be able to transcend himself.

Therefore, we must be on guard against it.

When that time comes, just throw away the Wanjie Box and hide in the Dunkongju.

Monk Wumo was very calm, and the two of them dived towards the bottom of the lake. The further they went down, the more powerful the divine energy contained in the water became, almost turning into divine liquid, but it also greatly prevented the exploration of divine consciousness.

After diving a thousand meters, the surrounding area has become narrow, and pieces of sacred stones appear on the surrounding stone walls.

After diving another hundred meters, the surrounding stone walls were almost covered with sacred stones, but both of them remained unmoved and continued to dive.

Looking at the one-meter-wide underwater passage below, the two looked at each other and moved forward together. Finally, their eyes suddenly opened up.

The entire lake is like an hourglass. After passing through the narrow passage of several hundred meters, it becomes spacious again.

This underwater space is thousands of meters large. Looking at it, the surrounding stone walls are entirely composed of sacred stones, exuding a dull luster and illuminating the bottom of the water.

"They are all high-grade sacred stones. You will make a fortune... Amitabha, the poor monk has become a monk!"

"Oh my god! Donor, look, it's the divine veins condensed form!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is in trouble again!"

Li Cheng glanced at the monk speechlessly, and then moved his gaze to the ten-foot-long dragon-shaped divine vein at the bottom of the lake.

The divine vein is a special existence formed by the gathering of divine energy all year round. It is the same as the spiritual vein in the lower world.

The location of the sect must be chosen in a place with spiritual veins, so as to ensure that the sect's spiritual energy is rich.

But regardless of spiritual veins or divine veins, they generally appear when the order of heaven and earth gathers in large numbers, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to converge.

Even if the order of heaven and earth is dispersed, the condensed spiritual veins will still exist for a long time.

A divine vein that condenses into a form like this is called a top-grade divine vein. One is comparable to ten thousand ordinary divine veins, and even an ordinary divine vein is worth tens of billions.

There are even rumors that the condensed divine veins and spiritual veins may give birth to spiritual intelligence. With such an existence, one can support a whole world, and it can be called an ancestral vein.

Li Cheng didn't know whether the rumors were true or not. Anyway, although the current one was solidified, he had no intelligence, otherwise he would have run away.

"Donor, if this top-grade divine vein can be taken out, it can be exchanged for several divine dynasties. I wonder if the benefactor is interested?"

"I'm not interested in controlling the divine dynasty, but I am very interested in the divine veins." Li Chengdao.

Monk Wu Mo nodded, "Wealth is something external to the body, and the donor should not be attached to it."

"Well, the Buddhist teachings of the holy monks are profound. You must not be obsessed with wealth. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Why don't you just let me do this?" Li Cheng said casually.

Monk Wumo twitched the corner of his mouth and coughed dryly: "Without a world of divine realm, there is no way to collect the divine veins, and the donor can't even think about it!"

"Then we return empty-handed?" Li Cheng said with a smile.

Monk Wumo clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! It's a blessing to see such a wonderful thing. The poor monk doesn't want to be blinded by wealth. Donor, please do so."

After saying that, the guy quickly left in the direction he came from.

Li Cheng pondered, not sure whether the monk was really giving up? Or do you want to be like a mantis stalking a cicada?

But no matter what, I have collected this top-quality divine vein!

Unable to detect the monk's aura, Li Cheng simply activated his domain and enveloped the entire underwater area.

The domain expanded rapidly, not only covering a thousand meters of underwater space, but also covering hundreds of meters in all directions behind the stone wall.

Immediately afterwards, Li Cheng had a thought and took him into the Dunkongju!

Inside Dunkongju, a giant spherical object suddenly appeared on the fertile open space on one side of the courtyard.

Li Cheng's figure then appeared, controlled the separation of the ground, embedded the ball in it, and then straightened it out to form a lake with a diameter of one thousand meters.

"What are you doing, kid? Bring a lake...I'll go, there are so many high-grade sacred stones?" Ao Jiugai appeared, his eyes full of horror.

Li Cheng cut half a ball and threw it next to the lake. It was 1,200 meters in diameter, like a giant bowl. The bowl was 100 meters thick, and 70 to 80 meters of it were filled with sacred stones!

Most are top grade, with a small amount of medium and low grade.

"That's not the point. The point is at the bottom of the lake!"

Li Cheng said something and left Dunkongju.

Returning to the previous place, I saw a large amount of lake water pouring down, with constant rumbling sounds. The place will soon be filled, but the water volume of the lake above will naturally be reduced a lot.

Without stopping, Li Cheng rushed out of the narrow hole and swam upstream, releasing his spiritual consciousness to take the snow spirit fish, which was more than a foot long, into the dull Kongju.

Flying out of the lake, I saw that a vortex had formed on the water surface, and the water level was dropping rapidly.

By the lake, Monk Wu Mo who had eaten half of the Snow Spirit Fish was stunned, "You...you actually collected that thing?"

"It's just luck, but it's the holy monk who is actually eating it secretly." Li Cheng said casually.

Monk Wumo took a hard bite of the fish and suddenly felt that the fish was so tasteless.

"Good! Congratulations to the donor!" After wiping his mouth, the monk performed a Namaste salute.

Seeing that Monk Wumo had no intention of taking action, Li Cheng secretly felt relieved, flew to the lake, took the fish that the monk had grilled, and said while eating: "I have gained the benefit, and I can't let the holy monk return empty-handed. How about I Help the monk make elixirs?"

Since they didn't mean to rob him, Li Cheng didn't like eating alone, but since the divine veins couldn't be separated, he could just make elixirs or something like that!

Monk Wu Mo grinned and said, "The benefactor is generous. More than 30,000 snow spirit fish have been taken away by the benefactor. Can the poor monk get a share of 10,000?"

Li Cheng raised his eyebrows without leaving a trace, took ten thousand pieces and put them into a storage bag, and said with a smile: "Thank you, the holy monk, for saving them!"