God Emperor

"I will give you the Sanshengmen, and you will give me the Dark Realm Tianluo. How about an exchange?" said the wonderful Zen girl.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Didn't you just say that you owed me something? Why did you start to rob me again by relying on your cultivation? Not to mention that I gave you the Mani Pearl, even to save your life, it is worth giving me the Sanshengmen. right."

The wonderful Zen girl shook her head and said very seriously: "This is different. First of all, you have to save people. I have never asked you to save people. Secondly, how can the things you give away count? Things you give away cannot be regarded as conditions. Let’s talk about it. Like, I gave you the Arahant White Pearl, but have you ever thought about getting it back?”

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly, speechless.

When she said this, she really made sense.

"Even if that Arahant white bead is fake." The wonderful Zen girl added.

"Fake?"

Zhang Ruochen is not surprised, because apart from him, is there any fool in the world who would give away the real Seven Treasures of Buddhism?

If it was a real Arhat White Pearl, the wonderful Zen girl must have taken it back when she was in Tianmen.

The stunning Zen girl slightly opened her red lips, her mouth shining with white light.

Her movements were very graceful, like a mermaid spitting out a pearl. A white bead the size of a dove egg flew out and appeared in her palm.

White beads, full of brilliance, with Sanskrit writing rising and falling on them.

It seems to be able to purify all the dirt in the world.

"It is because of this Arhat white bead that I can suffer less pain every time when death strikes." The wonderful Zen girl's eyes were melancholy, and she was trapped in the most bitter memories of the past.

The Arahant white bead hanging on Zhang Ruochen turned into a wisp of white mist and flew into the white bead in the hands of the wonderful Zen girl. Obviously, that is the real pearl.

The wonderful Zen girl handed the real Arahant white beads to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her with a strange look, not quite understanding what she meant.

Of course, I understand that she intends to give him the Arahant’s white pearl, but I don’t understand why she would do this?

Is there another fool in the world?

"Why are you still hanging around? Take it before I change my mind." The wonderful Zen girl stared at Zhang Ruochen's eyes, which were brighter and more beautiful than the Arahant's white beads and Mani beads combined.

Zhang Ruochen took the Arhat white bead and found no difference from the previous fake bead. This shows that the wonderful Zen girl is clever enough to confuse the fake bead with the real one.

Great God, you should have such means.

"Exchanging pearls for pearls can be regarded as a complete settlement of the grievances of the past." said the wonderful Zen girl.

Zhang Ruochen squeezed the Arhat Bai Zhu tightly and said, "Okay, I assume you are sincere. Can you give me back the Vulcan Armor?"

"It's just a piece of armor. I've already given it away. Do you want to take it back?" said the wonderful Zen girl.

Zhang Ruochen said: "This armor is not trivial, and it is not an ordinary treasure. Besides, when did I tell you to give it to you? At that time, it was just for your self-defense. If I had known you were a great god..."

"Wait a minute."

There was a hint of cunning in the eyes of the wonderful Zen girl, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and she said: "What you just said was... give it."

"So what?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "You said it yourself, and you must do what you said. Now that you have given it, how can you get it back? I have never asked you for it, or robbed it. It was you who gave it to me on your own initiative. , Ruochen Sword God is indeed a well-known money-spending boy."

Whether it is the sea water or the wonderful Zen girl, she is actually a woman who is unsmiling, extremely serious, and can even be called a woman who has no love or sex.

Anyone who jokes with her will probably end up laughing awkwardly.

Zhang Ruochen never thought that she could say such joking and ridiculing words for the Vulcan Armor.

"I'm not a boy." Zhang Ruochen said this quietly.

Of course, only he could hear this.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I really don't understand, with your status and cultivation, apart from divine weapons, what kind of treasures in the world are not easily available. Why do you want this Vulcan armor?"

The wonderful Zen girl gave Zhang Ruochen a reason that he couldn't refuse, and said: "Because, I don't have any clothes on."

When she said this, she raised her slender arms and turned around in front of Zhang Ruochen.

I don't know if he was emphasizing that she was not wearing any clothes, or was deliberately mocking Zhang Ruochen for his low cultivation level and failing to see through the reality of her clothes.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but glance at the green Buddhist robe on her body, but he did not use the power of truth and origin. After one glance, he looked away.

"This Buddhist robe can block your gaze, but it cannot block the prying eyes of the gods. You know, in the world of gods, the most important thing for a beautiful woman is her clothes, not the soldiers in her hands. Otherwise, it will be easy to be blasphemed when you encounter evil gods. Although there are not many evil gods who are interested in women's bodies," said the beautiful Zen girl.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I really don't know this!"

"It's not too late to know now. You can think about this when giving treasures to women in the future." The body of the wonderful Zen girl was covered in flames, and the flames condensed into an armor.

The Vulcan armor was not immutable. When worn on her body, it fit very close to her body and outlined her body curves vividly.

How can you still look like a Buddhist practitioner?

The Vulcan armor changed again, became soft, and turned into a golden cassock.

Every golden edge is burning with divine flames.

"Tell me, can I return the Vulcan Armor to you?" asked the wonderful Zen girl.

Zhang Ruochen knew that if he didn't come back, maybe he was really a boy who scattered money, or at least he looked like a boy when he scattered money. He said: "It suits you better, you don't need to take it off!"

The wonderful Zen girl said: "I want the Dark Realm Tianluo to use it to collect this dojo and take the dojo out."

"You want to awaken that divine army?" Zhang Ruochen became alert.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "You have to understand that this dojo and the divine army were originally left to me by my ancestors and are the wealth of our family. Isn't it natural for me to take away the dojo?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to help her, and he didn't want to be a money-splitting boy anymore.

The wonderful Zen girl said again: "I know that although you are in the hell world, you have countless concerns in the heaven. I have checked you in detail and know that you, Zhang Ruochen, are a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and that is why , I will make an exception and believe you today. Don’t worry, even if I am a descendant of Yin Xuetian, I must practice the "Underworld Soldier Scroll" to control the Divine Army. The "Underworld Soldier Scroll" has long been lost. Recovery is still far away.”

"But why should I give you the Dark Realm Tianluo? Are you not satisfied after getting a Vulcan armor?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "You misunderstood! I want the Dark Realm Tianluo just to repay you for the Vulcan Armor."

"What did you say?"

Her logic made Zhang Ruochen unable to react.

I always felt that the wonderful Zen girl no longer regarded him as a money-splitting boy, but as someone who took advantage of him. And, it's very silly.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "Do you know the background of Wujiang?"

"The son of Great God Wentong, a disciple of an ancient being in the Dark Temple. So what? Great God Wentong is dead. Could it be that the ancient being in the Dark Temple wants to personally take action to avenge his disciple?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "That ancient existence, with unparalleled cultivation, may not show up once in tens of thousands of years, so it is naturally impossible for him to take action himself. However, I don't know whether Brother Wujiang will kill you personally. Do you know who his senior brother is?"

"It is said that he is a formation master." Zhang Ruochen said.

The wonderful Zen girl shook her head and said: "You are talking about another senior brother! The senior brother I am talking about is the master of the Dark Temple."

Zhang Ruochen stopped talking and was deeply shocked.

He originally thought that Wujiang's mysterious and ancient master was the master of the Dark Temple.

"In the Dark Temple, is there an existence older than the Lord of the Dark Temple?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "With your age and cultivation, of course it is impossible to know this secret. The world of gods is more terrifying than you imagine. And the master of Wujiang is a taboo existence in the entire hell world. Each Yuanhui only accepts one disciple. Now, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Then I don't understand why that ancient existence, this Yuanhui, accepted Wujiang as a disciple?"

"This is the crux of the problem! You only know that Wujiang's father is the great god of Wen Tong, but do you know who Wujiang's mother is?" asked the wonderful Zen girl.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "Wujiang's father is obviously the great god of the Hades Palace, and there is... a slight chance to compete for the Young Palace Master. Why does Wujiang not practice in the Hades Palace, but in the Dark Temple?"

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Is it related to his mother? What is his mother's identity?"

The wonderful Zen girl shook her head, without telling Zhang Ruochen, and said: "When you reach the level of cultivation, you will naturally know the secrets of these spiritual worlds. What I tell you now is, give me the Dark Realm Tianluo, and I will be responsible for the killing. Don’t you think that the responsibility of Masters Wujiang, Mahayan, and Quyou is equivalent to saving your life?”

"I think you just want the Dark Realm Tianluo." Zhang Ruochen said.

The wonderful Zen girl said: "It's better than carrying it on your body but not daring to use it, right? Besides, if the Hades Temple and the Dark Temple fight over this matter, wouldn't you be very happy?"

"You don't have to say it so clearly, do you?"

Zhang Ruochen sighed, took out the Dark Realm Tianluo, handed it to her, and said, "You are right, bringing this thing with me is a disaster rather than a blessing. But, I want one thing in this dojo!"

The wonderful Zen girl was very happy when she got the Dark Realm Tianluo, and said nonchalantly: "As long as you can take anything in this dojo, you can take it."

Zhang Ruochen stepped forward and walked out of the dojo. The Buddha relics on his body glowed brightly.

When encountering the Buddha's light, the sky patterns recede automatically.

Zhang Ruochen walked outside the dojo and came to the stone tripod engraved with the pattern of Udumbara flowers and the Sanskrit inscriptions of the Sixth Patriarch. He put his hands together, bowed and saluted, and said: "Amitabha! I have an extraordinary fate with the Sixth Patriarch. My master, Saint Sumeru The monks hold the Sixth Patriarch in high esteem, but I don’t have any relics from the Sixth Patriarch. Although this stone cauldron is not a treasure, it was left behind by the Sixth Patriarch, and I really want to collect it.”