Chapter 982 Still a Little Short

There are twenty monks standing vertically and horizontally, a total of four hundred monks, chanting sutras.

Brilliant golden light bloomed from their bodies, and they combined together to form a huge golden ocean that was constantly surging above their heads.

These are all the power of the most pious beliefs.

After the power of faith is born, it will be injected into the void to strengthen the seal.

Although the effect of this move is very small, these monks will still organize themselves spontaneously and chant sutras in front of the seal, day after day.

Ye Chen understood their mood very well.

Two generations of Buddhas sacrificed themselves in order to suppress this demon emperor.

Although their strength is not strong and is insignificant compared to the Great Emperor, they still want to exert their own light and heat. Perhaps the power of one person is very small, but if they are united together, they will become extraordinary.

A little makes a lot, and sand makes a tower.

Ye Chen stretched out a hand and sensed the void with his mind.

Sure enough, in his mind, he could vaguely see the shadow of a tall and majestic mountain. This was the mountain transformed by Monk Mingxin. Under the mountain, there was an equally huge black demonic energy that condensed and refused to disperse.

The golden mountains are suppressing the demonic energy, making it immobile.

As for how long this suppression will last...

I'm afraid if it lasts until Monk Mingxin dies!

Ye Chen withdrew his thoughts, and his mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

Based on his understanding of Monk Mingxin, he knew that the moment he transformed into a mountain to suppress the Heavenly Demon Emperor, he had absolutely no hesitation in his heart. He has never been an indecisive person. After staying with him for a long time, although his personality has changed a bit, But deep down he is still the same person!

A young monk with a strong sense of justice.

All day long he talks about conquering demons and hoeing the strong and supporting the weak.

And his greatest wish may be peace in the ancient world.

"Mingxin, wait for me, I will rescue you soon."

Ye Chen clenched his fists slightly, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

After leaving the sealed land, Monk Mingwu arranged a wing room for Ye Chen to stay temporarily.

Ye Chen's figure flashed and entered the cauldron.

He took out the inheritance relic and looked calm.

He prepared to refine the inherited relics and absorb the Buddhist power and luck inside.

Although Ye Chen is not a Buddhist, if he can refine this inheritance relic, he can still improve a lot.

Immortality is no longer a luxury.

Ye Chen has reached the level of an emperor by relying on demonic energy, but his body is still undergoing the seven changes of life and death.

If he transforms into the Heavenly Demon Emperor and absorbs this inherited relic... It would be great if these two forces do not conflict. How could they coexist?

That's purely whimsical!

Ye Chen crossed his legs, placed the inheritance relic in front of his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and felt it with his heart.

In the distance, the Ghost Hand Medicine Emperor, Xiang Emperor, and Riachuan Ice Lion stood there, looking at Ye Chen with emotion.

"I never thought at that time that he would use his demonic energy to prove the Great Emperor..."

The Ghost Hand Medicine Emperor showed a wry smile, and then shook his head, "I taught him everything I have to teach him. The purpose is to enable him to reach the level of a great emperor in the field of elixirs and become an unprecedented elixir emperor."

"With enough luck, he will succeed."

The Prime Minister smiled lightly, "It's a pity that the pure luck in this inherited relic is not enough, most of it is pure Buddhist power, and Ye Chen is unwilling to convert to Buddhism, so this Buddhist power will only improve him very little. Even if the inheritance relic is refined, it will not reach the level of a half-step emperor."

Drip, drop, drop.

As the inheritance relics rotated, a majestic voice suddenly came out, "The person who refined it is not my Buddhist disciple?"

Ye Chen opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Why, non-Buddhist people are not allowed to refine?"

"Of course it is possible, but since you are not my Buddhist disciple, the pure Buddhist energy in it will be of no use to you. If you absorb it, wouldn't it be a waste of resources? If you convert to Buddhism now and learn my Buddhist Heart Sutra, it is still too late. The Buddha's power in this inherited relic can help you directly become a great emperor, why not do it?"

The voice was unusually confused, even questioning.

"I will suck away the luck inside. As for the Buddha's power, let's keep it for now."

Ye Chen closed his eyes and entered into a state of cultivation.

At this moment, he no longer hesitated, and while vomiting the power in his body, he sucked out the wisp of luck in the inheritance relic and began to refine it.

boom!

The energy rolls and ripples continuously.

From Ye Chen's eyebrows, a golden light suddenly shot out and pierced into the void.

At the same time, outside the Cauldron of Creation of Heaven and Earth, above the void of Qianfo Mountain, black clouds and mist suddenly gathered, forming a large sea of ​​clouds, covering the sky and blocking out all sunlight.

At this moment, the sky was dark and there was no light at all.

All the monks looked up in shock.

"What exactly is going on?"

"What happened to the sky?"

"With these thick black clouds covering the sky, could it be that the demon clan is attacking?"

Many monks screamed loudly and felt uneasy.

Suddenly, the black clouds and mist were cut open by a dazzling golden light, spreading in all directions like crazily surging sea water. In just the blink of an eye, a huge Arhat Buddha's face was formed.

The Arhat Buddha glared angrily, his eyebrows stood upright, and his eyes were like copper bells, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and sprinkle it on the land.

All the monks were stunned when they saw this scene.

"This...this is the Vajra Buddha statue!"

"Is it the Buddha who showed up?"

"Buddha, please show mercy and kill this demon!"

The monks all knelt down and kowtowed continuously.

Their faith was extremely pious.

At the same time, they also held a reverent heart.

The Buddha's face looked down at the earth with his eyes, and finally landed on the seal.

He roared angrily, "Demon, you dare to do evil in my Buddhist sect, you really deserve to be killed!"

With this roar, the earth rumbled and trembled, like thunder.

The Buddha's face struggled hard, as if he wanted to walk out of the black fog, to personally kill the demon, but unfortunately, he was just a belief formed by a wisp of Buddha's power, and he didn't have the ability to take action.

After a few breaths, the black clouds dissipated, and the Buddha's face also melted into the void.

The world was clear again.

In the eyes of those monks, although the black clouds above their heads dissipated, the haze in their hearts was still there.

In the cauldron.

Ye Chen didn't know that his absorption of the inheritance relic had caused such a big commotion in the outside world.

He spent half a day to completely refine the luck.

When Ye Chen opened his eyes, the momentum in his body changed again.

He had already reached the peak of the Seven Changes of Life and Death, and he only needed luck to become an emperor.

Unfortunately, the luck of Emperor Shishan was tampered with by the demon. After Ye Chen absorbed it, he developed a demon heart and had two forms. The luck in the inheritance relic was very insignificant. Ye Chen did not join the Buddhist sect and could not refine the Buddha's power. He could not break through to become an emperor simply by relying on this wisp of luck.

"It's still a little short."

A trace of regret flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.