Opening confession to the beautiful master

"That... Arhats, can you still provide me with Blood Bodhi?"

Zhang Yi scratched his head and asked a little embarrassedly.

"this……"

With a simple sentence, the Eighteen Arhats were confused, and each of them looked troubled. They had never thought that Zhang Yi could absorb the effect of Blood Bodhi repeatedly, and they just took out a Blood Bodhi to make Zhang Yi give up. They did not expect the outcome. But it is unsatisfactory.

"I won't let you suffer, a blood bodhi will kill a person's inner demon!"

Zhang Yi dropped a bombshell and promised word for word.

"Is this true?"

These words made the Eighteen Arhats instantly energetic, and they all looked at Zhang Yi with bright eyes.

"Naturally, as for what you want to do after you become the Immortal Emperor, it has nothing to do with me."

Today's Buddhism does not pose much of a threat to him. Even if it is the Emperor of Heaven who makes all the eighteen Arhats become Immortal Emperors uncomfortable, he can also use their power to express appropriate dissatisfaction to the Emperor of Heaven.

"Zhang Yi! This must not be done."

This actually made Jian Shili on the side a little panicked. He was worried that the eighteen Immortal Emperors of Buddhism would cause uproar in the Immortal World.

You must know that there are less than ten Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Sword Sect today, and even the Heavenly Court does not have that many Immortal Emperors. Moreover, these Arhats have been immersed in the realm of Immortal Lords for too long, and they don’t know what consequences they will have despite their accumulated experience.

"Since I can help them kill their inner demons, I will naturally not be afraid of the future."

Zhang Yi understood Jian Shili's worries, but still remained firm, as if everything was under his control.

The Arhats headed by Fulong Arhat immediately expressed their attitude, "I hope all donors can rest assured that if we break through the realm of the Immortal Emperor, the first thing we will do is to go to the Heavenly Court to ask for an explanation from the Heavenly Emperor."

"And didn't the previous god say that there will be gods descending to the lower realm in a month? At that time, we will stand unswervingly beside Donor Zhang and fight against the so-called gods together."

"A monk will not lie. I swear in the name of my Buddha that I will never do anything to harm donor Zhang Yi in this life."

Fulong Arhat clasped his hands together, his face full of piety. This was their last chance to revitalize Buddhism. Even when he heard Zhang Yi proposed a blood bodhi to help one person slay the inner demon, his breathing became rapid. A few points.

Other Arhats also imitated Fulong Arhat and immediately expressed their attitude. In other words...as long as Zhang Yi helps them kill their inner demons, the entire Buddhist sect can be used by him in the future, which will naturally be of great help to him in dealing with gods in the future.

"good!"

Zhang Yi knew how important he was to Buddhism now, and he believed what they said, and this deal would not be a loss no matter what.

When Jian Shili heard the Eighteen Arhats' statement, he also chose silence. He was even secretly happy for Zhang Yi, "This is a great creation. If Buddhism has eighteen Immortal Emperors, the concept will be different."

The Monkey King looked at Zhang Yi with complex eyes and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "I admire him, he can master Buddhism so easily."

Zhang Yi did not pay attention to him, but looked at Fulong Luohan carefully and said: "I have one more condition. I know that after you break through the Immortal Emperor, you will definitely kill the Heavenly Court. I only have one request, don't make trouble with the Heavenly Emperor. It’s too stiff, there may be something hidden in that matter.”

"this……"

The other Arhats were still hesitant, and they all turned their attention to Fulong Arhat, seeming a little undecided.

Buddhism has been suppressed by Heaven for so many years, how could this resentment be formed overnight?

Fulong Arhat was afraid that Zhang Yi would be displeased, so he quickly glared at the other Arhats and said with a respectful expression: "Everything will be done according to the instructions of Donor Zhang."

Zhang Yi nodded with satisfaction, and then the remaining sixteen Arhats eagerly took out the blood bodhisattva from their bodies and offered it to him with both hands with respectful expressions.

Zhang Yi started refining the power of Blood Bodhi without any delay. His whole body was completely immersed in the color of blood, and the Buddha's light shone brightly on his body, as if the true Buddha had descended, and his aura began to rise continuously.

Finally, after he refined the eighteenth Blood Bodhi, his cultivation level successfully broke through to the late Immortal Lord stage, and everything around him returned to calm.

All of this seemed to have its own destiny, and just eighteen blood bodhis allowed him to break through. Perhaps as Wu Xin said, he really had a so-called fate with Buddhism.

"Congratulations to Donor Zhang for successfully breaking through to the late stage of Immortal Lord!"

The Eighteen Arhats, headed by Fulong Arhat, clasped their hands together to congratulate him. They felt the extremely terrifying power in Zhang Yi. They knew that Zhang Yi and the others were far from their opponents now, and their eyes looking at Zhang Yi became more and more awe-inspiring.

"Fortunately, the eighteen blood bodhis allowed him to break through, otherwise it would be really unjustifiable."

Fulong Arhat breathed a long sigh of relief. He was worried that Zhang Yi had not broken through even after refining eighteen Blood Bodhis, and something would happen again.

The stone in Zhang Yi's heart also fell to the ground. This breakthrough can be said to have exhausted all his efforts. "It can be considered a successful breakthrough. This blood bodhi was not wasted in vain."

"I just happened to make a breakthrough while refining the eighteen Blood Bodhisattva. Is all this a coincidence or fate?"

When Zhang Yifang made the breakthrough, he had a mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if someone was controlling all of this. You must know that people at his level would not feel like this for nothing.

"Perhaps as Wu Xin said, I really have a fate with Buddhism, so I can help them."

Zhang Yi nodded secretly.

The next moment, in the expectant eyes of the Eighteen Arhats, Zhang Yi slowly said: "Thank you all for helping me successfully break through the late stage of the Immortal Lord. The next step is to fulfill my promise. I will not break my promise to you."

The Eighteen Arhats looked at each other, and everyone's eyebrows were filled with expectant smiles. Fu Long Arhat was even more moved by the scene. He looked up at the sky and said secretly: "Buddha, maybe your original choice was really wrong. How great it would be if you could see the scene now."

"But don't worry, we will revitalize Buddhism after you leave!"

Fu Long Arhat secretly made up his mind, and his eyes became firm.

"Donor Zhang, who do you want to help kill the inner demon first? The inner demon here is the most terrifying. Why not kill my inner demon last?"

Fu Long Arhat took the initiative to give priority to others. Although he felt the power of Zhang Yi and the Sword of God Slaying, he also knew the difficulty of his own inner demon, so he made such a choice.

"Fulong Luohan, you should go first."

How could the other Luohan not know Fulong Luohan's good intentions, but they all gave priority to Fulong Luohan.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi said calmly: "No need to fight, I will kill your inner demons together!"