Chapter 209 The old monk turned into relics, and the cat was promoted to the peak of level five!

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

Seeing that the old monk still refused to give in, Xia Fan immediately became furious.

The next moment, he raised his hand and slapped the old monk with his claws, "In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly. Then, there were flashes of golden light, and then a translucent light golden shield formed around him, and the huge tiger claw just fell down.

Rumbling--

In an instant, a loud noise broke out.

All the Buddhists in the temple felt a violent tremor all around them, and a large amount of dust fell, which made people extremely frightened.

The old monk even took several steps back, his face showing pain because of Xia Fan's attack just now. Even the golden shield around him showed signs of breaking.

But he only adjusted himself for a brief moment, then stood in the front again and took the initiative to fight back.

The old monk raised his hand and gently patted Xia Fan. That palm attracted endless Buddha light and condensed into a giant palm in mid-air, almost covering Xia Fan's entire body.

"Om!"

He raised his lips slightly, and the golden giant palm grew larger in the wind. Just as it was about to fall, Xia Fan roared angrily. After blocking the giant palm for a moment, he rushed forward and smashed it, "Old monk, you asked for this!"

Now, he is not like Qiongqi, who can only use dark power.

Therefore, when facing this old monk, his own strength was not weakened at all.

He handled both encounters with ease, while the old monk, on the other hand, retreated step by step, with a trace of blood already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Xia Fan's enormous strength had already caused him to suffer a backlash, and if it happened a few more times, he would probably be seriously injured.

"Donor, this seal... must not be opened!"

The old monk knew that he was no match for Xia Fan, so he tried to persuade him with words, hoping that Xia Fan would listen. "There is an evil demon sealed under this Buddhist temple!"

"If the seal of the Buddha Temple is opened, and the evil demon escapes alive, the human world will probably face a catastrophe!"

"Please think twice!"

"Please think twice!"

At the same time, the other Buddhists in the temple all made requests to Xia Fan, their words filled with grief.

Many Buddhists had died because of Qiongqi before. Now facing the tough Xia Fan, they even felt that even if they died, they might not be able to impress the other party. But apart from this, they had no other way.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Xia Fan sneered and didn't take the request of these Buddhists to heart at all. After all, he didn't care whether Tianda was in chaos or not. "I only know that as long as this king wants it, there is almost nothing he can't get."

"The reason I can persuade you here today is that I am in a good mood. If you insist on not retreating, then I will have nothing to say!"

Before, when the immortal corpse came out of the fairyland, everyone thought that he would at least not act rashly, but what was the final result?
That immortal corpse was still causing trouble to the people, killing people and making them terrified wherever it passed.

In Xia Fan's view, titles such as immortal, demon, and Buddha are just a way of saying it.

Is it just a manifestation of people's subjective definition of a method of cultivation, but there has never been a definite distinction between good and bad?

After all, who can be sure that all immortals and Buddhas are good people?
Who dares to say that all the people in the evil way are unscrupulous and despicable?

"In that case..."

After hearing what Xia Fan said, the old monk pondered for a moment, then looked at Xia Fan with a firm expression, having made up his mind, "Even if I die and fall into hell forever, I will stop you from coming out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw golden light emanating from the old monk's body, and Buddhist words were constantly revealed one after another. The golden light made the old monk look even more extraordinary.

Especially this kind of light, it's more like he's burning his energy and soul. "Master!"

"You...why did you do this?"

"How could Master come to this point?"

In the Buddhist temple, all the Buddhists were shocked to see that the old monk was fighting for his life, especially the old monk's disciples, who had tears in their eyes, "Master, I will accompany you!"

"This evil demon is too deceiving. Besides, Master is alone and weak, so let me, your disciple, ascend to paradise with you!"

"Amitabha……"

Most Buddhists just put their hands together, lowered their heads slightly, and prayed silently for the old monk in their hearts.

It’s not that they haven’t thought about going through this together with the old monk, but the rampage caused by the Qiongqi before proved that the power of these Buddhists was too small in the face of such a powerful evil demon, and only the old monk had a little bit of strength to fight back.

"Humph!"

In mid-air, Xia Fan snorted coldly, then clapped his hands and a bolt of lightning fell, followed by a full-strength attack, "Old monk, it's not unfair for you to die in my hands."

Rumbling--

In an instant, the old monk and the small boat drifting on the sea could not even take care of themselves, so how could he resist?
After just a short moment, due to the huge gap in strength, the old monk was still no match for Xia Fan and was ultimately defeated.

His body instantly turned into a brilliant light, and then a golden relic flew up from it.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the Buddhists in the temple became even more sad.

The appearance of the relics represented the old monk’s true death.

"Relic?"

"Is there really such a thing?"

Upon seeing this, Xia Fan was surprised and then attacked his subordinate without any hesitation. However, when he wanted to devour it, he found that his body was not compatible with it.

I don’t know if it’s because he swallowed up the dark power of Qiongqi.

"Cat, can you eat this?"

Xia Fan pondered for a moment, then handed the relic to the magic cat and said, "This thing contains tremendous energy. If you can eat it, your strength will increase greatly."

"It should work!"

The magic cat took it with joy and swallowed it in one gulp.

After all, most of her energy was used for auxiliary and therapeutic purposes, so she was not very averse to the relics that were full of Buddha nature.

As time passed, the magic cat digested the relic, and then a golden light flashed on its body. Even its cultivation aura increased instantly.

The magic cat immediately said to Xia Fan with great joy, "Brother Tiger, it really works!"

"I can feel the energy in the relic. It has become my own."

"Hurry up and refine it. Don't waste it."

"Uh-huh!"

The magic cat nodded heavily in response, and after completely digesting the relic, he cheered excitedly, "I have reached the peak of the fifth level!"

As if to verify this, she merged with Xia Fan directly, and as usual, she blessed Xia Fan with various abilities, and then asked curiously, "Brother Hu, how is it? Am I more powerful?"

"Uh-huh."

Xia Fan nodded, feeling relieved. "Now, the effects of your blessing on me in all aspects are very obvious..."

(End of this chapter)