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Chapter 138 The Third Burial Mage and the Waste of Natural Resources!
  This, this is enough?

Huiyan almost shrank her cerebellum as she watched Zuo Xiaoluo casually cut through the barrier of the eighth-level Holy King Realm with one knife, and casually promoted to the ninth-level Holy King Realm with ease easier than drinking water.

Huiyan's pupils were trembling, her face was dull, and she looked at Zuo Xiaoluo as if she had seen a ghost!
  What the hell is this?
  How can anyone be promoted like this?

Can other people survive if she plays like this?
  Zuo Xiaoluo didn't pay attention to Hui Yan's face, or she didn't care if she saw it.

She didn't think it was a big deal to break through the ninth level of the Saint King Realm.

In fact, if Zuo Xiaoluo hadn't heard that Zhao Yi's cultivation aptitude was not good and Zuo Xiaoluo was worried that her too high cultivation level would put pressure on him, she would have already broken through to the ninth level of the Saint King Realm.

Now, although Zhao Yi is still unable to practice, his physical body has been tempered to the ninth level limit. Zuo Xiaoluo doesn't have to worry about the pressure on him, and naturally he doesn't have to suppress his cultivation.

"Three Burial Mage?"

After Zuo Xiaoluo broke through to the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, her spiritual awareness increased a lot.

She looked at the Huafa Temple in front of her, tilting her head with doubts in her eyes.

According to Hui Yan, the Three Burial Masters who bury the sky, the earth, and all living beings should be a peerless evil demon with murderous intent.

But according to Zuo Xiaoluo's perception, the atmosphere of Fahua Temple was peaceful. Not only was there no manic murderous intention, there was not even a trace of hostility.

This is not like the residence of a murderous demon, but rather the monastery of a well-trained monk.

"It's interesting!"

Zuo Xiaoluo put away her kitchen knife and looked at the gate of Fahua Temple with interest.

At the same time, Hui Yan felt a familiar aura approaching, and his whole body suddenly tensed up, with a look of vigilance on his face.

"General, be careful, he's out!" Hui Yan reminded.

Zuo Xiaoluo didn't speak, but still looked in the direction of the door.

Crunch!

The temple door opened, and a thin middle-aged monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe slowly walked out.

He has a beautiful appearance, picturesque eyebrows, deep eyes, delicate facial features, and a face as clear-cut as a knife or axe, which makes people unforgettable at first sight.

"Are you the Third Burial Mage?"

Zuo Xiaoluo's eyes glanced over the face of Master Three Burials without paying special attention.

What she cares more about is the aura emanating from the Three Burial Mage's body.

According to Hui Yan, this Third Burial Mage should be a murderer, but Zuo Xiaoluo could not sense any killing intent from him.

His aura was as peaceful as a capybara's indifference to the world.

"Amitabha."

The Third Burial Mage clasped his hands together and saluted Zuo Xiaoluo.

"The poor monk was buried three times and met the general."

His voice is neither urgent nor slow, his movements neither light nor heavy, his tone neither high nor low, neither flattering nor making people feel slighted.

Zuo Xiaoluo looked back from Master Sanzong. The huge Fahua Temple was empty, and she was a little confused: "Are you alone here?"

Master Three Burials nodded: "One day ago, the young monk sensed that a catastrophe was coming, so he dismissed all his disciples!"

"One day ago?" Hui Yan exclaimed.

He looked at Master San Zang and said in shock: "Has your Buddhist teachings improved again?"

Zhao Yi led his men to surround Mount Xumi in a sudden move, and Hui Yan also surrounded the city with a large army, and only then did he know that the imperial army was coming.

If he had known that Zhao Yi would come, the monk from Xiaoleiyin Temple would have run away long ago!
  Huiyan didn't expect Master San Zong to notice it in advance.

Master Three Burial Master pinched the magic formula with his hands, made a smile like the Buddha holding flowers, and said unhurriedly: "The poor monk recited Buddhist scriptures at night, and occasionally gained something, which made my senior brother laugh."

Huiyan quickly returned the gift: "Congratulations, Master, on the road to success!"

After Hui Yan finished speaking, he quickly looked at Zuo Xiaoluo.

Master San Zun has entered the realm of enlightenment and has become an auspicious person. This is a major event for the Buddhist sect!

Zuo Xiaoluo ignored Huiyan.

She pulled out the kitchen knife and laughed: "The sensor is quite accurate!"

After saying that, the kitchen knife in her hand drew a dazzling arc in the air, and she slashed towards the neck of the Third Burial Mage without any plan.

Huiyan couldn't understand this sword.

When he saw that Zuo Xiaoluo's kitchen knife was light and weak, he thought she had let it go, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that Master Three Burials’ expression would change drastically!
  He looked at the ordinary kitchen knife as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. His calm smile could no longer be maintained. The muscles on his face were twisted and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a bloodthirsty beast. Madness!
  "Wait a minute!"

The Third Burial Mage endured huge pressure and shouted with all his strength: "I am willing to surrender, please spare me."

flutter!
  The kitchen knife fell and the head flew up.

The round bald head rolled far away on the bluestone slab, and finally fell into a pit full of dead leaves, and was buried by the dead leaves.

The three-burial mage who buried the sky, buried the earth, and buried the common people was finally buried in a pit of loess and dead leaves.

"Fuck!"

Huiyan's reaction was a beat slow.

When he saw the headless corpse spurting out blood, he burst into tears.

"You madman, how could you kill him?"

Although a Buddhist monk was beheaded, Hui Yan's reaction this time was much greater than before when Master Hui Jue was killed.

Huiyan collapsed and said: "Master San Zang has achieved enlightenment. Do you know what enlightenment means?"

Zuo Xiaoluo thought for a moment and said, "Does it mean he killed many innocent people?"

Huiyan's expression froze for a moment, and then he said frantically: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!" Zuo Xiaoluo sneered and said disdainfully: "It's okay to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself! Ask yourselves, those who put down the butcher's knife Among the demons, is there anyone who has become a Buddha?"

Huiyan said unwillingly: "Even if what you said is true, Master Sanzong is enlightening. The people he killed are the foundation of his enlightenment. This is their honor!"

Hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo suddenly put the kitchen knife on Hui Yan's neck, and said with a smile: "This general is also enlightening. It's your honor to be my enlightenment foundation!"

Hui Yan's expression changed.

He could sense the undisguised killing intent on the kitchen knife.

Hui Yan knew that Zuo Xiaoluo had already endured him to the extreme.

If it weren't for Zhao Yi's previous order, Zuo Xiaoluo might have killed him long ago!
  "Amitabha!"

Huiyan sighed and said sincerely: "The general has misunderstood. The young monk did not mean this. The young monk just felt that it was not easy for the Buddhist sect to have an enlightened monk, which was of great significance. Moreover, the people killed by the Three Burial Masters were all practitioners in the world of immortality. , and do not dare to intrude on mortals in the secular world. His Royal Highness can completely drain his value, killing him like this is too much of a waste of natural resources!"

Hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo took back her kitchen knife and said nonchalantly: "You think too highly of such a small character. Not to mention that he is just enlightened. Even if he becomes a Buddha, he is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of His Highness the Prince!"

After Zuo Xiaoluo finished speaking, she put away her kitchen knife and strode forward.

She urged: "Let's go, there is the last Little Leiyin Temple left! Kill all those monks, and then I can go find His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Hui Yan sighed.

When passing by the pit where the bald head of the Third Burial Mage was buried, the corner of his mouth twitched.

There has been no enlightened person in the Buddhist sect for thousands of years.

Now one finally appeared, but before he could make good use of it, he encountered the God of Death and died an untimely death.

"Breaking things out, destroying things in heaven!"

Huiyan wanted to stamp her foot in annoyance, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Zuo Xiaoluo's kitchen knife on her waist, and she carefully lowered her foot that she had just raised.

This woman is so terrifying!

The Third Burial Mage has reached heavenly cultivation and has entered the ninth level of the Saint King Realm decades ago.

As a result, she couldn't even stand a blow in front of this woman who had just been promoted to the ninth level of the Holy King Realm!

Naturally, Huiyan would not think that Master Three Burials was too good.

Huiyan lost many times at the hands of the Master of the Three Burials, and was proud to survive in the hands of the Master of the Three Burials.

If the Third Burial Mage is considered a dish, then who is he?
  "Amitabha!"

Huiyan chanted the Buddha's name toward the head of Master San Zun, and then shook his head.

Huiyan had been cultivating in Xiaoleiyin Temple for hundreds of years, and after seeing too much of the prosperity of Buddhism, he thought that together the temples in the world could compete with the Great Xia Dynasty.

That's why Huiyan was so excited when he heard that Zhao Yi had rewarded him with Xiaoleiyin Temple.

Now it seems that the Buddha Sect is nothing at all in the eyes of Daxia Chaotang.

Huiyan finally sat down in a well and observed the meaning of the sky.

Fortunately, he had advised Zuo Xiaoluo before, saying that he was worried about the Buddhist sect gathering to riot.

No wonder Zuo Xiaoluo didn't bother to pay attention to him.

It's not that Zuo Xiaoluo doesn't believe that the Buddha Sect won't cause trouble, but it's that she's not afraid of them making trouble.

If Mount Xumi says it will kill everyone, how can she care about other temples?

"This madman, this devil, this murderer!"

Huiyan's heart was pounding with fear, and her mind was filled with emotions.

Ugh!
  Hui Yan suddenly sighed and suddenly became less interested.

Originally, he was very ambitious and wanted to create a Buddhist sect that was completely controlled by him.

Zuo Xiaoluo's sword not only killed the Third Burial Mage, but also killed his ambitions!

So what if we create another Buddhist sect?
  Even the Third Burial Mage couldn't block Zuo Xiaoluo's sword, could he still block it?

Moreover, Zuo Xiaoluo was only the Zhenbei general of the Great Xia court.

Xuan Zhen Guan and Zong Ren Mansion, Da Xia's real terrifying weapons, didn't even take action.

Huiyan had always wondered why the Buddhist sect was so powerful that it was willing to be suppressed by the Zhao family in the world of immortality and did not dare to step into the secular world.

Now that I think about it, it’s not that the Buddha doesn’t want to, but that he doesn’t dare!
  "Since you were born in the world of cultivating immortals, why did you give birth to the Zhao family in Daxia?"

Huiyan let out a long sigh. The ambition and desire he had cultivated for many years of holding power in Xiaoleiyin Temple disappeared at this moment!

"The Zhao family of Daxia really makes immortal cultivators despair!"

Huiyan thought in her mind, seeing Zuo Xiaoluo walking away, she finally took one last look at the bald head of Master Three Burials, and suddenly spat at him.

This is his statement of breaking with Buddhism!
  Huiyan finally remembered that he was from Xuanzhen Temple and a member of the Zhao family.

As long as he hugs Zhao's thigh tightly, he will live a good life.

Only a fool wants to set up another business!

After understanding this, Huiyan felt suddenly enlightened.

"General, there are many restrictions in Xiaoleiyin Temple. The monk has backup here. The monk will lead the way!"

at the same time.

Zhao Yi and his party also entered the secret realm of the Buddha Sect.

Elder Huiyuan, who has a white beard and eyebrows, has a flattering look on his face, and wants to please lead the way.

"Your Highness, there are many restrictions on the entrance to the Buddhist secret realm, but the monk has a backup here, and the monk will lead the way!"

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