Cang Song suddenly leaped up, grabbing his sword wrapped in lightning.
He roared.
With a single sword strike, countless bolts of lightning transformed into divine light, tearing through the ground and striking towards Pu Zhi.
"Amitabha."
Facing this sword strike, Pu Zhi softly chanted a Buddhist mantra, his eyes shifting from solemnity to relief, as if he had already cast aside life and death.
Immediately.
A golden array rose from beneath his feet, Buddhist true words emerged, and the golden array slowly expanded.
The heavenly lightning struck the array, causing a monstrous wave of air.
"Great Brahma Wisdom?"
Cang Song was instantly startled, and the next second, he was directly blown away by the airwave.
Feeling the resolve of Pu Zhi, who was determined to die.
Cang Song roared in exasperation, "I will come back for you!"
Then, he turned and flew away.
"Amitabha."
Pu Zhi merely chanted a Buddhist mantra softly and did not give chase, as he was already at the end of his strength.
The next second.
Pu Zhi stumbled.
"Master, are you alright?"
Su Han emerged from the dilapidated temple at some point, carefully supporting Pu Zhi as he slowly sat down.
"Amitabha, young benefactor, you need not worry about this old monk. Please help this old monk see how those two young benefactors are doing?"
Su Han nodded upon hearing this, "Don't worry, Master, leave it to me."
Saying that.
Su Han ran to check on Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu.
Perhaps because of his butterfly effect, which caused Zhang Xiaofan to prepare an extra steamed bun and delay for some time, he was further from the center of the battle than in the original work.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, like each other, were merely unconscious and not injured.
"Master, both of them are just unconscious, there are no injuries on their bodies."
Su Han ran back to Pu Zhi and replied.
However, looking at Pu Zhi at this moment.
Su Han was surprised to find that Pu Zhi, who had just looked like he was in decline, now had stable breathing and showed no signs of injury.
"It seems he has already taken the Three Day Certain Death Pill just now."
And Pu Zhi nodded slightly upon hearing that Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were not injured.
"Amitabha."
After speaking.
Pu Zhi looked at Su Han in front of him, "Young benefactor, you said earlier that you wanted to join Qingyun Sect?"
"Yes, Master, what's wrong?"
Su Han said this calmly, but his heart was extremely nervous, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.
He knew that Pu Zhi was looking for his ultimate successor before he died!
Su Han had been planning for so long, waiting for this moment.
This world was simply too dangerous.
Su Han absolutely did not want the day to come when he would die silently, without a trace, like the villagers of Caomiao Village.
And if Pu Zhi were to pass on the Great Brahma Wisdom to him, this would undoubtedly be one of the most solid foundations on his path to becoming a powerful person, incredibly important!
Su Han even suspected that.
Since he was not unconscious, if Pu Zhi chose to pass on the Great Brahma Wisdom to Zhang Xiaofan, then he would surely die!
Therefore, he couldn't help but be nervous.
On the other side.
Pu Zhi heard Su Han's question but did not answer, just staring at Su Han blankly, his expression complex.
"This old monk's only remaining wish is to cultivate both Buddhism and Daoism..."
"This young benefactor in front of me is about to join Qingyun Sect. Is this not fate?"
Thinking this, Pu Zhi turned to look at Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan.
"Those two young benefactors can also join Qingyun Sect."
"But one of them has excellent aptitude and will surely be given special attention. Passing on the Great Brahma Wisdom to him cannot be concealed at all."
"Although the other one also has poor aptitude and can hide the Great Brahma Wisdom."
"But..."
"Compared to this helpful, persistent, intelligent, and calm young benefactor in front of me, he is far inferior."
Thinking of this.
Pu Zhi finally looked at Su Han again, his eyes no longer hesitant.
"Excellent, excellent."
"Everything is fate, predetermined in destiny, Amitabha."
Lightly chanting a Buddhist mantra, Pu Zhi spoke again.
"This old monk has a set of cultivation methods. Is the young benefactor willing to learn?"
Su Han was instantly overjoyed.
Facing Master Pu Zhi, who held his life and death in his hands, he did not hesitate at all and spoke directly.
"Master above, disciple Su Han is willing to cultivate Master's techniques!"
Pu Zhi looked at Su Han, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
"Amitabha, Shifu (Master) did not misjudge, disciple you are indeed incredibly intelligent."
He praised.
Pu Zhi spoke again.
"However, you must promise Shifu (Master) a few things!"
Pu Zhi's tone was incredibly serious.
"Master, please tell me!"
"After learning, you must never speak of this to others, not even to your closest relatives. Can you do that?"
Su Han's youthful face was also incredibly serious at this moment.
"Disciple swears, I will never mention what I saw, heard, or learned today to anyone!"
Pu Zhi nodded in satisfaction.
He slowly squatted down and held Su Han's shoulders, "In addition, you must cultivate this technique once every day, but you cannot cultivate in front of others."
"You can only cultivate when the night is late and the people are quiet. Can you do that?"
"Disciple can do it!"
Hearing Su Han's answer, Pu Zhi did not release his hands, but instead gripped Su Han's shoulders more forcefully.
At this moment, Pu Zhi's face was covered in black energy, and there seemed to be blood flowing in his eyes, his voice carrying a hint of eeriness.
Clearly.
Pu Zhi, due to his injuries, could no longer suppress the demonic nature of the bloodthirsty bead and was already influenced by it.
"And!"
"The most important point is, do not use this technique unless it is a matter of life and death."
"You!"
"Can you do that?"
"I can do it!"
Su Han did not hesitate at all, answering resolutely.
"Excellent, excellent, hahaha..."
Receiving Su Han's affirmative answer, Pu Zhi stood up and laughed heartily, looking up at the sky.
And at this moment.
Su Han finally had the opportunity to check Pu Zhi's current attributes.
[Name: Pu Zhi]
[Identity: One of the Four Divine Monks of Tianyin Temple]
[Attributes: Buddha Body, Demon Heart (Black), Merit Treasure Wheel (White), Exceptional Talent (Red), Demonic Nature (Red)...]
"Hiss!"
"Black black black... Black attribute!"
Su Han looked at Pu Zhi's attributes, subconsciously inhaled a cold breath, his eyes full of shock.
Although he had thought that Pu Zhi's attributes would definitely be greatly enhanced after becoming a demon, after all, darkening and becoming three times stronger was not a joke.
But Su Han had previously estimated that at most it would be an enhanced golden Buddhist Law and demonic nature combined attribute.
Su Han never expected that Pu Zhi would now have an attribute that was only second to the colored attributes, a black attribute!
"I've profited! I've profited immensely!"
Su Han swallowed with difficulty, his heart filled with ecstasy.
Immediately, he did not hesitate at all and eagerly chanted silently to the system in his heart.
"System, designate to plunder Pu Zhi's attribute, Buddha Body, Demon Heart (Black)!"
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully plundering the attribute. Pu Zhi's attribute has been plundered: Buddha Body, Demon Heart (Black)]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully adding the attribute. New attribute added: Buddha Body, Demon Heart (Black)]
Just as Su Han was overjoyed and wanted to see what effect this black attribute had.
Pu Zhi turned around again and spoke.
"I have taken the Three Day Certain Death Pill and only have three days left to live."
"In the future, if your life is in danger, you can find a person called Ghost Doctor and say that Pu Zhi, the monk from Tianyin Temple, told you to find him."
Saying that.
Pu Zhi took out a blood-red, patterned bead from his sleeve and handed it to Su Han.