Chapter 1024

Zi Chen had known the monk for many years, but he had never treated him as a real monk, except for now.

At this moment, the monk could be considered a real monk. He looked kind and dignified. Golden Buddhist energy was emitted from his body, and there was a huge golden halo behind his head.

Compassionate and compassionate. At this moment, the monk gave Zi Chen the feeling that he was a Buddha, a Buddha, a great Buddha who had attained the Dao.

"Amitabha."

The monk put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. The name of Buddha was filled with peace and tranquility. Rays of golden light spread out in all directions with him as the center.

The monk sat cross-legged and slowly rose into the air. He chanted again, "Om."

This was the power of the mantra. It formed a strange force that spread out in all directions. However, it was different from usual. There was no danger in the power of the mantra today. Instead, it was filled with peace and tranquility.

The mantra swept past him like ripples. Zi Chen suddenly had an illusion that he had come to heaven, to a fairyland that stood aloof from worldly affairs.

The power of the mantra spread out in all directions. The world was originally gloomy and filled with cold Yin Qi, but under the power of the mantra, the cold Yin Qi dissipated.

The power of the mantra was purifying the Yin Qi in the area.

In the blink of an eye, the power of the mantra spread out a thousand meters. Zi Chen saw the Yin Qi dissipate and many souls appeared. Originally, these souls were full of resentment and negative emotions, but after the mantra passed by, these souls seemed to have remembered their past.

They raised their heads and stared at the golden light. Their eyes gradually regained their spirit. Then, they put their palms together and chanted the name of Buddha.

"Amitabha."

The mantra was filled with compassion and compassion. The golden light scattered and reflected on the bodies of the monks. The backs of their heads seemed to have started to glow as well, turning into Buddhas.

The power of the mantra spread and the mantras rang out continuously. One by one, the souls woke up.

"Ma." In the air, the Good and Evil Monk's seal changed again and the second syllable appeared.

The golden power of the Mantra of Truth appeared once again and then chased after the power of the first Mantra of Truth. Wherever the Mantra of Truth passed by, the golden figures of the monks slowly faded away. It could be seen that there was no longer any hatred on their faces. There was only peace, just like the death of a senior monk.

The power of the mantra reverberated several miles away. In the blink of an eye, several miles of land was completely purified by the Good and Evil Monk. Ruined halls appeared one after another. The halls that were originally filled with a cold aura were once again emitting Buddhist power.

Good and Evil Monk descended from the sky. His benevolent expression disappeared and he returned to normal.

Zi Chen looked at the monk and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a flower on my face?"

Zi Chen shook his head and said, "The flowers are gone, but the person has changed."

"It's changed."

Zi Chen nodded.

The monk laughed and said, "Haha, do you think I'm being a lot more courteous when talking to you? I didn't call myself Lord Buddha."

Zi Chen slapped down and the monk dodged. The two of them laughed. Then, the monk went back to his old job, looking for useful things in these halls.

Although the monk was happily shuttling through the halls and didn't seem to have changed much, Zi Chen knew that the monk was different. It was an indescribable feeling. It actually felt like a real monk.

Not long after, the monk walked out with a pile of things in his arms. He came closer and threw them all on the ground.

These were all Demon Subduing Pestles. Zi Chen had seen them before because the monk had one. He immediately laughed and said, "You got so many at once. You're rich."

The monk stared and said, "Rich my ass. They're all trash. There's no Buddhist power in them at all. Moreover, they're all imitations. They're just high-quality imitations."

"Why did you pick them up if you know they're useless?" Zi Chen asked with a smile.

The monk laughed and said, "I can't use them, but you can. Although these things have been reduced to trash, their quality is still not bad. You can bring them back to the Everlasting Sect and use them to refine weapons. I don't dare to say anything else, but it's not a problem to refine them into human-grade soldiers."

"It's rare for you to have such intentions. But if you go out, you'll be the Sect Master of the Buddhist Sect. It seems like you should give them to the Buddhist Sect."

"I'm not familiar with them. They might be up to no good." The monk said.

Zi Chen finally kept the imitation Demon Subduing Pestles. Then, the two of them continued forward.

No one knew where the good things left behind by the Buddhist Sect were. The two of them could only walk from hall to hall.

Walking and stopping like this, the monk had to use incantations to purify them. They had already wasted a lot of time.

In the outside world, the number of experts that came increased by quite a bit.

The Five Elements Forces, Sword Sect, Killer Alliance, Tyrannical Sect, Ancient Race, and other forces had all come.

The appearance of Lightning Divine Palace was an opportunity that no one was willing to miss.

The big forces had already formed an alliance. Therefore, they allowed the small forces to come. After all, it was a fierce battle. Anyone could fight as cannon fodder in the early stages.

"You've come. This little monk knew that you would be able to reach here."

Once again, they went forward and met the young monk again. This time, the other party looked to be in his twenties.

"How can this be?" Zi Chen and the Evil Good Monk looked at each other. They could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

The Evil Good Monk had already purified many Yin Souls. However, the young monk in front of him was the only one he couldn't purify. Furthermore, the two of them would meet each other every time, even when the monk was purifying.

This time, the young monk didn't go forward. Instead, he looked at the two of them from afar with a smile on his face. However, this smile was extremely strange and even a little strange. This made the two of them feel uncomfortable.

"Hurry up and purify."

Zi Chen urged. He didn't know why, but he felt that the young monk's attention was always on him.

The Evil Good Monk turned into a real monk again. He soared into the air and the Power of Mantra appeared. It had to be said that the Power of Mantra did indeed have an inexplicable power. It was neither a Xiantian nor Acquired technique, but it contained an unbelievable power.

Because he was extremely wary of the young monk, Zi Chen had been using his Yin-Yang Eye to observe him. When the Power of Mantra arrived, Zi Chen saw a smile on the young monk's face. This smile was directed at Zi Chen. It was slightly sinister. Then, he turned around and left.

When all the monks were affected by the Power of Mantra's golden light, the young monk turned around and left. The Power of Mantra had no effect on him at all.

This discovery made Zi Chen wonder if there was an extremely powerful Yin Ghost King in the depths of this place, waiting for the two of them to walk into its trap.

This guess made Zi Chen's forehead break out in cold sweat.

The Power of Mantra's purification range this time was as high as ten miles. The monk had improved greatly during this period of time.

"Let's go."

The monk rushed towards the half-destroyed buildings and began his treasure hunting journey. For this, the monk was not tired at all.

Zi Chen stood motionless and kept guessing the identity of the young monk. The monk searched for ten miles and finally entered a half-destroyed treasure pavilion.

After fifteen minutes, the monk did not come out. This made Zi Chen's expression change. He rushed in without hesitation.

One had to know that the monk had never searched for more than fifteen minutes in the past few days.

The monk was not in the treasure pavilion. However, Zi Chen saw a staircase leading down. The staircase was damaged beyond recognition. Zi Chen jumped down.

After walking for about ten meters, he saw the monk. At this moment, the monk was standing there motionless as if he had been petrified. His eyes were fixed in front of him. There was half a stone wall.

The monk's breathing was even and he was lost in thought. Zi Chen was relieved to see that the monk was fine. Out of curiosity, he also looked at the stone wall.

"Here."

Just as his eyes fell on the stone wall, Zi Chen heard a voice in his sea of consciousness. This was the Power of Mantra, the third sound of the Six Syllables Mantra.

When this sound rang, Zi Chen's sea of consciousness was shaken. His whole body was petrified. At this moment, Zi Chen not only heard the third word of the mantra, but also the first word of the mantra began to vibrate in his sea of consciousness.

Many years ago, Zi Chen was not very familiar with the monk. At that time, Zi Chen snatched two supernatural powers from the monk.

The first was Luohan Doppelganger. Now, it was one of the two clones of Zi Chen. The second was one of the Six Syllables Mantra. Unfortunately, Zi Chen had studied it for many years, but he still could not get started. Every time he pronounced it, there was only sound but no power. This made the monk laugh.

Zi Chen had asked the monk many times. However, when it came to the mantra, the monk would either pretend to be stupid or remain silent.

Over time, Zi Chen gave up on the mantra. However, he did not expect that today, when he heard the third word of the mantra, the power of the third word of the mantra would drive the first word of the mantra.

And the first word of the mantra, which he had never gotten started to vibrate at this moment.

"Ni, Ma, Ni, Ma, Ni."

In addition to the first and the third word, the second word of the mantra rang in Zi Chen's sea of consciousness. Then, the three words of the mantra began to resound in his mind.

This kind of vibration caused by a strange force was particularly wonderful. Zi Chen immersed himself in it and gradually understood the trajectory of the vibration.

"Ni."

In the sea of consciousness, Zi Chen tried to pronounce it. A strange force appeared. This force was not strong. It was far from what the monk said. However, it still had the power of the mantra. This was a good start.

"Ni."

Zi Chen was extremely excited. He pronounced it again. This time, the syllables were clearer. The effect of the strange force was much stronger than before.

"Ni." "Ni."

Zi Chen pronounced it again and again. The power of the mantra gradually appeared. Today, he was able to get started. Zi Chen's harvest could be said to be great. It was also an unexpected surprise.

Therefore, Zi Chen was so excited that he forgot himself. After the first word of the mantra, he actually uttered the second word of the mantra.

"Ma."

Zi Chen was not familiar with the first word of the mantra. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to succeed when he uttered the second word of the mantra. But now, the second word of the mantra produced a strange force.

And this strange force was obviously different from the first word of the mantra. The force was stronger.

"I actually mastered the second word of the mantra. Could it be that I can master the third word of the mantra today?"