Chapter 75: The Beginning of Buddhism Chapter 73 "How much offense?" Xuan Ji chuckled and said, "Young man, are you threatening me? "I dare not!" Gu Li said, but a smile appeared on his face. "I just want you to return the soul-catching bottle." "The Soul-Catching Bottle absorbs the souls of heaven and earth, preventing them from entering reincarnation. It is a very evil thing!" Xuan Ji frowned and said coldly, "You are extremely talented and intelligent. You should know right from wrong. You should persuade your stubborn master more!" "Thank you for your praise, Senior!" Gu Li said respectfully, "But I dare not criticize Master. As for the Soul Capture Bottle, I'm sure Master will deal with it properly after taking it back!" Gu Li's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and even Xuan Ji couldn't help but admire him secretly. Gu Li was very careful and would not act like the other four people who would fight over a disagreement. In his opinion, although the old monk seemed to have not recovered from the battle in the North Sea and his vitality was not as good as his master's, he was cunning and sly. When facing them, he remained calm and must have something to rely on. The stranger next to him also looked like no ordinary person and seemed quite mysterious. With Gu Li's eyesight, he could only vaguely see that its body was not a human, but a plant. According to Gu Li's understanding, the difficulty of plant cultivation was far greater than that of humans and monsters. He just didn't know what kind of plant this was that could actually transform into a late Nascent Soul cultivator? "Haha! You, young man, are quite eloquent."
Seeing him like this, Xuan Ji smiled bitterly and said, "Well! In this case, how about I return the Soul Capture Bottle to you in half an hour." Gu Li was stunned when he heard this, and a look of joy appeared on his face. But he was puzzled, why did this monk suddenly become so easy to talk to? "Why does it take half an hour? I don't understand!" "Because the old monk is still useful." Xuan Ji laughed. Gu Li became more suspicious. With a thought, the black spiritual power on his body surged out, instantly forming a black spiritual power barrier. With this barrier, people with lower cultivation than him would naturally find it difficult to detect his movements inside. After doing all this, he flipped his right hand and took out the soul-catching bottle he carried with him. This soul-catching bottle and the bottle on Lina's body came from the same source and were refined in the same furnace at the same time, so they could be described as one male and one female. However, some problems occurred during the refining of the female bottle and it could not be used normally. But because they were made from the same furnace, the female bottle could still sense the general position of the male bottle. And if the distance was very close, the sense would be even clearer. After Gu Li took precautions, he hummed and cast a seal on the bottle. Then the soul-stealing bottle shone brightly, and a shadow appeared in the light, and inside it was the figure of Xiong Ping. I saw that in a temple, in front of a huge golden Buddha statue, the soul-catching bottle was placed in a purple-gold bowl in front of the Buddha. There seemed to be a small magic circle around the bowl, and the soul-catching bottle was in the center of the magic circle. The golden light in the magic circle flickered like a flame, jumping around the bottle. After Gu Li saw it clearly, he immediately took back his spiritual power and the soul-capturing bottle. It’s a long process to describe, but in fact, it all happens in a matter of moments. Just now, Gu Li saw clearly that the soul-catching bottle he had been looking for was in a main hall. Judging from the distance, it was obviously in the temple on the top of the mountain. The bottle was shaking in the magic circle, as if it was experiencing some painful torment. What on earth does this old monk want to do? Purify the soul? No! If there was a need for purification, the old monk would have done it long ago. He would definitely not wait until I arrived before purifying. Burn the soul-stealing bottle with fire? Impossible! The material of this bottle is not from this world. It looks like unpolished jade, but it cannot be broken, pounded, or burned... You know, his master gathered all kinds of precious materials and spent three years to refine such a small bottle. It would be ridiculous if the old monk wanted to calcine it with fire in such a short time. However, the old monk lived a long life. It is possible for others to have such thoughts, but this old monster should not have such thoughts! …… In a flash, Gu Li's brain was spinning rapidly, weighing the pros and cons and considering various possibilities. Then, he had a thought, and from the old monk's arrangement, he thought of a possibility, and his face suddenly changed.
This temple is very old, and many eminent monks must have passed away here. The golden, flame-shaped thing should be the original energy of Buddhism formed by the Nirvana energy of the Buddhist ancestral land and the energy of heaven and earth over a long period of time! The primordial Qi cannot change the material structure of the Soul-Catching Bottle, but it is enough to affect some of the properties of the inscriptions built into it when the Master refined it, thereby affecting its function. This bottle was of great use to Ximen Li, so he repeatedly told Gu Li to bring it back intact, otherwise he would be severely punished. Gu Li was secretly shocked when he thought of this. It seemed that he still trusted the material of the bottle too much. Since the old monk said to wait for another half an hour, it was obvious that the soul-catching bottle must have been immersed in the Buddhist Qi for more than one or two days. "Senior, you have a great trick. You even used the Buddhist Qi!" Guli's face darkened and he said coldly. "Good, good eyesight! You noticed it so quickly!" Xuan Ji was stunned and laughed. "Since the senior is determined to obstruct us, we can only take it by force!" After Gu Li figured out the key points here, he could no longer hold back. Then, he sent a message to the four people beside him: "The soul-capturing bottle is in the main hall on the mountain! It's urgent to get the bottle! Go!" After saying that, Guli shouted angrily and stomped the ground with both feet. The stone steps cracked into powder. His figure was like a swan out of a cage. He instantly passed Xuan Ji and the other two and shot towards the top of the mountain! "Where are you going!" Xuan Ji sneered, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot. At the same time, a voice echoed in the air: "The other four are left to you!" Ye Ling and the other three were stunned when they heard this, but the middle-aged man in blue clothes in front of them said calmly, "No problem!" "Senior, do you think you can stop the four of us?" Yuan Cheng laughed, "If you know what's good for you, just get out of the way!" Yuan Cheng was tall and strong, with shiny muscles bulging all over his body. He flipped his right hand, and a black axe more than a person's height appeared in his hand. Liu Ming also had a joking look on his face and casually took out his weapon, which was a three-foot-long silver sword that exuded a chilling aura. "Uncle, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being blind! "Hahahaha! I can't believe so many years have passed!" The man in green smiled bitterly and said, "I, Wang Xu, was looked down upon by a few juniors!" "Wang Xu? Ancestor Wang Chan?" At this moment, Long Xiang, who looked sickly, was stunned and then asked in a lost voice: "Are you Guiguzi?" Ye Ling and the other two were stunned. Is it very famous? How come I have never heard of it! Wang Xu was stunned. Looking at the young man in front of him who was about to fall down at the slightest gust of wind, he stroked his beard and smiled, "It's rare that someone actually knows my nickname!" He naturally didn't know that Ye Ling and the other two were taken in as disciples when they were young, and Long Xiang only became a disciple of Ximen Li by chance when he was a teenager. Before that, Long Xiang developed a strong interest in cultivation due to illness, and just by reading the relevant records in ancient books, he was able to cultivate to the minor success of the Qi Refining Stage without a teacher. Having lived in the Chinese world for many years and read a lot of classics, he was fascinated by the Taoist legend of Guiguzi, and even regarded him as his idol for a while. But later, he became interested in him after he had a master. However, he never expected to meet his former idol here. "Even if you are a master, you have to try your luck." Ye Ling listened to a few words of the voice transmission, didn't take it seriously, and sneered. "He is only in the late Nascent Soul stage, what is there to be afraid of!" After Ye Ling finished speaking, he snapped his fingers and sharp blade lights flashed through the air and rushed towards Wang Xu as fast as lightning! The middle-aged man looked calm and motionless, seemingly unaware of the sudden murderous intent.
However, just when the knife was about to hit Wang Xu, his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air. All the sword lights shot into the air! Ye Ling's pupils shrank, and he suddenly shouted: "Let's do it together! Kill!" (End of this chapter)