3057: C3057 A Peak Body Cultivator

C3057 A Peak Body Cultivator

Amitabha continued to lead Hsiang Yang and the other two towards the front. On the way, Monkey Sun and Yang Jian knew a lot of people, so they greeted them one after another. However, what shocked Hsiang Yang was that this Chaotic Saint Buddha was Amitabha. He was actually very popular in this place, and everyone who met him was very familiar with him. It was as if they were all his good friends.

"Don't tell me that you are hiding your identity as a Chaos Saint and often hang out with them?"

Hsiang Yang looked at the fat monk with a suspicious expression.

If all the experts present knew about the fat monk's identity, how could they greet him so casually? Obviously, this guy didn't reveal his true identity in front of everyone.

"Whether he is a saint or not is the same. Saints have also cultivated and are not superior to others." Amitabha said with a faint smile.

"That's right, this is the fat monk I know"

Hsiang Yang patted his shoulder, comparing him to the other Chaos Holy Sovereign warriors. He didn't mean that the Triple Purity Holy Sovereigns and the other Saints weren't good. It was just that the other Heavenly Sovereigns were more serious. Under normal circumstances, they would be meditating and cultivating. It was rare for them to think about Amitabha, which was usually deeply immersed in the cultivation of immortals and buddhas.

However, Amituofo did not care. He was playing the world, and this guy was everywhere. He looked more like a person.

The other Saints were all high and mighty Saints.

"I say, Amitabha. I, Old Sun, will be going to do something big in a while. Lend me your Twelfth Stage Golden Lotus." At this moment, Monkey Sun suddenly thought of something. He grabbed the Amitabha's hand and said.

"The Twelve Golden Lotuses are my treasure. I can't lend them to you." The fat monk shook his head and said.

"No, I'm not safe without the protection of the Twelfth Stage Golden Lotus." However, Monkey Sun didn't let go. He was almost hanging on the body of the Amitabha Buddha.

"Monkey head, I really can't give it to you. This treasure is Old Monk's supreme treasure of Dao Verification. You won't be able to use it even if you take it away. Why don't you let me stay by your side and protect you?"

Amitabha remained unmoved.

"I don't care. This time, I, Old Sun, and the other two are going to do something big. If it succeeds, the three of us will become Chaos Saint after we return. If it doesn't succeed, then we're really going to die. If we have your Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus to protect us, our success rate will be increased by thirty percent. "

Monkey Sun didn't let go of Amitabha. He continued to act shamelessly, "You have to lend it to me. Otherwise, do you really want to watch the three of us die?"

"What are you going to do now?" Initially, Amitabha was still unmoved. However, after hearing what Monkey Sun said, his face revealed a curious expression.

When Hsiang Yang saw the expression of Amitabha, he felt that something was a little strange. This expression was very familiar. Why did this curious expression feel like it was a curious baby? Oh right, it was the same expression that Monkey Sun had when he revealed his curiosity.

This was the Amituofo that countless disciples of Buddha Sect usually chanted. How could he reveal such a curious expression? It really made people look at him in a new light.

"I'm asking if you want to borrow the Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus?" Monkey Sun said with a snort.

"Tell me what you want to do first." Amitabha said curiously.

"Refining Divine Realm." In any case, they would let these Saints know what they were going to do sooner or later. It wouldn't be a problem for them to tell Amitabha about it now.

"Refining the Divine Realm? This is a small matter. Why would I need a Twelve Grade Golden Lotus? With your physical strength, you can easily refine the Divine Realm... Eh, that's not right. What did you say? "

Initially, Amitabha was speaking casually. However, when he regained his senses, a shocked expression emerged on his face.

"You said you want to refine the Divine Realm?"

Amitabha almost thought that he had misheard Monkey Sun's words. When he saw Monkey Sun nodding his head once more, and Yang Jian and Hsiang Yang nodding their heads as well, it wasn't until then that he regained his senses.

These three little fellows hadn't even become Saints yet, but they actually wanted to refine the Divine Realm. This was outrageous.

There was a supreme god in the Divine Realm, a true peak Chaos Holy Sovereign expert. Even if the three of them were to fight against each other, they wouldn't be able to kill the other party.

Furthermore, there were still eleven Divine King experts, although they weren't Chaos Holy Sovereign experts. Although the strength of their bodies had reached the level where they could fight Chaos Saint experts, they were still Chaos Saint experts. However, they still hadn't reached the level where they could kill so many powerful warriors, right?

Even Heaven Piercing Saint Sovereign, the strongest of the three Pure Ones, didn't dare to say that he could kill his way into the Divine Realm alone and kill all the Supreme Gods and Divine King, while also refining the Divine Realm.

Amitabha was stunned for a moment, then he rolled his eyes at the three of them. He shook Monkey Sun off his body and shouted. "Don't be delusional. How can the Divine Realm be so easy to deal with? The three of you are just delivering food to each other. You are courting death."

"We are not courting death. We are going to verify our Dao and become Saints." Monkey Sun said with a firm expression.

"Then you guys can go. Don't bring harm to this old monk's Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus."

Amitabha harrumphed and led the way. He couldn't care less if these three fellows were courting death. However... His Twelfth Stage Golden Lotus was an innate supreme treasure, and it was his most powerful treasure. How could he bring it to the Divine Realm? He would never be able to return there.

"What a petty man."

Monkey Sun muttered and turned his head to look at Three Eyes. "Go and borrow the Immortal Killing Sword Formation from Sky Reaching Old Man later. The three of us will arrange the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. After wiping out all the Divine King in the Divine Realm, we'll refine the Divine Realm."

"You go by yourself."

Yang Jian's face darkened. He didn't have the courage to look for Heaven Piercing Saint Sovereign. It wasn't like Heaven Piercing Saint Sovereign was his master, so how could he dare to speak?

"Three Eyes, you don't want to become a saint, do you?" Monkey Sun stared at Yang Jian and said, "I told you to do something, but you can't do it. What do I need you for?"

"Monkey head, if you have the guts, go and borrow it first. Don't say such useless things here." Yang Jian ignored his provocation, and followed after Amitabha with large strides.

Monkey Sun looked at Hsiang Yang again. "Boy Hsiang, your grandfather must be very strong. Why don't you ask him to borrow his sword for an envoy?"

"Go and find him yourself." Hsiang Yang rolled his eyes. If he wanted to use the divine sword, did he need the sword of an old man?

With the God Slaying Sword in hand, he could kill saints. At that time, who would be able to escape from the remaining eleven Divine King in Divine Realm?

As for the Overgod, he believed that the Daofather would definitely send someone to deal with him.

"He's your grandfather. You don't even dare to speak?" Monkey Sun instantly exploded upon hearing this. He just wanted to borrow some treasures. It was fine if the Amitabha didn't agree, but Three Eyes and Hsiang Yang didn't agree either. This was too much.

"I don't need his divine sword. My God Slaying Sword is enough to kill a Saint." Hsiang Yang said after pondering for a moment.

"God Slaying Sword!"

As soon as Hsiang Yang's voice faded, the figure of Amitabha, who had already walked a few hundred meters away, instantly appeared in front of Hsiang Yang. With a curious expression on his face, he grabbed Hsiang Yang's arm and asked. “ Is it really that legendary sword?"

"What do you think?"

Hsiang Yang glanced at him. The God Slaying Sword was his. What did it have to do with this guy? Furthermore, why was this guy so excited and curious?

"Don't misunderstand. This poor monk was just curious about the legendary divine sword that could slaughter a saint. I didn't have any other thoughts."

Amitabha said with a serious expression.

While saying that, he looked at Hsiang Yang with a curious expression on his face, "About that, Boy Hsiang, show me your God Slaying Sword. I'll just take a look at it."

Hsiang Yang and the other two were stunned at the same time. Was this really one of the three great Saints of Buddha Sect, Amitabha?

Amitabha's face turned red when the three of them looked at him. However... He still said to Hsiang Yang, "Hurry up, show me the God Slaying Sword. What I want to see the most in my generation is the legendary God Slaying Sword. I never thought that you would actually get it! Hurry up and let me have a look! "

"Do you really like to see other people's magic treasures?"

Hsiang Yang stared blankly at this guy. Was this a Chaos Saint? Why did it feel like he was an antique lover? No, no. Although he couldn't use it, he couldn't obtain a powerful magic treasure. However, as long as I can take a look, I'll be very excited.

This guy is a talent.

Even Hsiang Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"Ai, this old monk doesn't have many treasures. Although I can't obtain other people's treasures, it's good that I can take a look at them." Amitabha said with a sincere expression.

"Old Buddha, I keep feeling that you have ulterior motives." Monkey Sun looked at him vigilantly.

"Monkey head, when you were in Buddhism, I taught you everything I have learned in my life. He even protected you personally and helped you forge the Indestructible Golden Body. You actually don't know how to be grateful and say that Old Monk has ulterior motives. Do you want to die? " Amitabha was infuriated when he heard that.

He glared at Monkey Sun and shouted, "Monkey head, don't think that you can be arrogant in front of Old Monk just because you are a Chaos Saint. Old Monk will let you know what a true Chaos Saint is. I will kill you today."

"Come, come, come. If you have the guts, you won't be able to escape." Monkey Sun rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight with Amitabha.

On the side, Hsiang Yang and Yang Jian were dumbfounded. Were these two really Buddhist Saints? Why did they look like hooligans on the street?

"Let's go. We don't have to bother with them."

After that, Yang Jian called out to Hsiang Yang. He no longer looked at the two guys who were staring at each other. Instead, he walked side by side with Hsiang Yang.

"Ai, don't go. Wait for us."

When the two of them saw that Hsiang Yang and Yang Jian were about to leave, they quickly chased after them.

"Actually, there are some Sub Saint warriors in the border who have the strength to fight against us."

While they were walking, Yang Jian suddenly spoke.

"En?"

Hsiang Yang looked at Yang Jian with a puzzled look. At this time, he told Hsiang Yang that there was an expert who could fight against the three of them. Did this mean that the three of them weren't strong enough?

"We have exhausted all our potential, and our hopes of becoming saints have been exhausted. How can we fight against the three of you?"

Before Yang Jian could speak, he heard a laughter. Shortly after, he saw a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged not far away from them. He stood up and strode towards them.

"Greetings, Amitabha."

The middle-aged man bowed.

"No need for formalities." Amitabha raised his hand slightly.

When facing others, he displayed the aura of a high and mighty Buddha.

"Meng Fang Fellow Daoist." Yang Jian and Monkey Sun took the initiative to greet each other.

After that, Yang Jian said to Hsiang Yang, "Meng Fang, one of the ancestors of Physical Cultivation Bloodline. His physical strength has reached the Peak of Sub Saint Stage. He also has an indestructible body, and his combat strength is incomparably strong. Even if we are compared to Meng Fang... And not necessarily his opponent "

"The Fellow Daoist is too kind."

Meng Fang said with a bright smile, "Yang Jian, if you say this a hundred thousand years ago... I dare to pat my chest and say that even ten of you are no match for me. But... You have already surpassed me. I am definitely no match for you. "

After that, he looked at Hsiang Yang and said, "I have long heard about the descendant of that bloodline, Hsiang Yang. Today, I see that he really lives up to his reputation. He is not even a hundred years old yet, but he possesses such terrifying strength. I'm impressed."

"Greetings, Senior Meng." Hsiang Yang bowed respectfully.

The qi and blood on the opponent's body was thick, and the killing intent was extremely strong. Obviously, the opponent was a powerful killing intent that could only be accumulated by killing countless enemies after staying in the frontier for so long.

This kind of killing intent that was focused on fighting the enemies in the frontier without seeking help from other experts was the most respectable.

"Hahaha, cultivators do not discriminate between age and strength. Experts are respected. You calling me senior, are you looking down on me?" Meng Fang first laughed, then pretended to be angry.

"I don't dare. You protected your country, contending against the other side at the border, you are the one I respect the most." Hsiang Yang hurriedly said.

"Then don't call me senior." Meng Fang said with a smile.

"Alright."2

Hsiang Yang said with a smile, "In that case, I'll call you Brother Meng."

"That should be the case." Only then did Meng Fang laugh.

After that, four or five people continued to walk forward. As they walked, they introduced the situation at the border to Hsiang Yang. This was especially true for Meng Fang. He had killed countless of enemies in this place. Nothing in the border could escape his eyes.

Hsiang Yang had a rough understanding of the border.

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