I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

"Haha, if that's the case, how about giving the Eight-Part Buddha inheritance from the senior to Yan Jing?" Mo Yu said with a smile.

As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Tong and Xuan Xin, who were rushing over from a distance, looked at Mo Yu in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock.

They didn't expect that Mo Yu, who fought desperately in this battle, would actually hand over the opportunity to inherit the Eight-Part Buddha to Qing Yanjing.

Even Qing Yanjing herself was stunned, and a complex look appeared in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Mo Yu.

Upon hearing this, Fu Tu Patriarch was also stunned. He looked at Mo Yu, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "I have said before that whoever can help me get rid of the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor will be given a great gift.

And you, Mo Yu, have done it, so you are naturally qualified to accept my inheritance. Do you want to give this opportunity to others?"

Xuan Guang and Mo Tong were anxious, and hurriedly said: "Ancestor, no, this person is from an outsider. How can you pass on your inheritance to an outsider? If it is passed back to the clan, it will definitely cause a shock. Even other forces in the world will laugh at my ancient Futu clan for having no one!"

Hearing this, the old man Fu Tu frowned and fell silent.

In addition to being a hero who protects the world, he is also the ancestor of the ancient Futu clan. If he were to hand over the inheritance of the Eight-Division Futu to outsiders, it would indeed be biased. After all, everyone has selfish desires, and he is no exception.

Seeing that his words had an effect, a barely perceptible hint of joy flashed across the depths of Xuan Guang and Mo Tong's eyes.

If Mo Yu is excluded now, then the only remaining competitor will be Qing Yanjing, and her chances will be greatly improved.

While the two were secretly rejoicing, Mo Yu's expression was quite calm. He bowed to the Futu ancestor and said lightly.

"Senior, I just said that the inheritance of the Eight-Part Buddha can be handed over to Yan Jing. She is from the ancient Buddha clan and should be the only candidate."

"This is the opportunity you deserve. I don't need you to give it up." At this time, Qing Yanjing looked at Mo Yu, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice.

She knew that Mo Yu meant well. After all, the Eight-Part Pagoda was one of the thirty-six peerless magical powers in the universe. Anyone who encountered it would probably do whatever it took to take it for themselves. There was no way they would give it up.

But in Qing Yanjing's opinion, Mo Yu's action seemed to be an attempt to make up for the mistake he made in the cave and to sever the relationship between the two.

And for some reason, Mo Yu's behavior made her feel quite uncomfortable.

Do you think that what you have done can be repaid with just one Eight-Part Buddha?

Her innocence is priceless.

Seeing Qing Yanjing's cold refusal, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly. Indeed, he gave the inheritance of the Eight-Part Pagoda to Qing Yanjing in order to make up for the misunderstanding of that wonderful encounter in the cave.

Although the misunderstanding was not caused by Mo Yu, as a man, he did get a great advantage.

After all, with Qing Yanjing's appearance, background and talent, she can be called the most outstanding beauty in the world. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to get in touch with her, but Mo Yu was able to have sex with her.

Although the Eight-Division Pagoda is one of the thirty-six peerless magical powers, in Mo Yu's opinion, it is not as valuable as Qing Yanjing.

On the other side, Mo Tong and Xuan Xin saw that Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing were actually pushing each other away, and they could not help but grit their teeth, clench their fists, and a hint of red appeared in their eyes.

The Eight-Part Pagoda, which they considered a treasure, was pushed back and forth by the two of them. It was really too Versailles and too infuriating.

At this time, they really want to shout, you don’t want it, give it to me, I want it!

At this time, the old eyes of the Buddha Patriarch kept scanning Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing. At this time, he could also see that there seemed to be an extremely complicated relationship between the two.

Patriarch Futu was also young once, so he had a vague guess about the peculiar relationship between Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing. He then smiled and said.

“If that’s the case, then the two of you should stop arguing. You two both deserve credit for killing the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor.

Therefore, you both have a share in this eight-part Buddha inheritance!"

Hearing this, Xuan Guang and Mo Tong on the altar turned pale. They obviously did not expect that the Buddha Patriarch would actually pass on the Eight Parts of Buddha to Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing at the same time.

"Ancestor!" The two men wanted to persuade him.

"I have made up my mind." But the old man Fu Tu waved his hand, his voice was firm, and then he looked at the two of them and said, "You two go back and talk to the elders in the clan now.

The reason why our Futu tribe has been able to exist from ancient times to the present day is not only because we have so many talented people within the tribe, but also because we are able to accommodate outsiders and recruit talents from outside the tribe.

But now you are gradually becoming pedantic. If this continues for a long time, I am afraid that my Futu clan will no longer be prosperous!"

By the end of his words, his voice had become somewhat stern. Apparently, the fact that the two people were particularly targeting Mo Yu's identity as not being a member of the ancient Futu clan also made the Futu ancestor quite angry.

Xuan Guang and Mo Tong were scolded and were too quiet to speak, with their heads lowered, but their eyes were still flickering with jealousy and unwillingness.

Qing Yanjing would be fine, as he was a rare genius in spiritual formations in the ancient Futu clan for thousands of years and had always been superior to them in the clan. Even if they obtained the inheritance of the Eight Divisions of Futu, the two of them had nothing to say.

But the ancestor actually passed the inheritance to outsiders instead of passing it on to them, which really made the two of them extremely jealous.

"Mo Yu, Qing Yanjing, follow me to accept the inheritance."

The old man Fu Tu ignored the two of them and looked at Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing. With a wave of his sleeves, spiritual light surged and the figures of the two disappeared on the altar.

As the three people disappeared, Xuan Guang and Mo Tong raised their heads, their faces extremely gloomy.

"Just let him obtain the inheritance like this?" Mo Tong said in a gloomy voice.

Xuan Guang was silent for a moment, then sneered and said, "An outsider is worthy of owning the 'Eight-Part Buddha'? Since the ancestor insists on choosing him, let him go."

"However, whether he can bring the 'Eight-Part Buddha' out of the Holy Abyss Continent is not up to this old ancestor..." Having said this, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Mo Tong was startled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xuan Guang said in a cold voice: "Do you think Elder Hei Hui and Elder Mo Jin will sit idly by and watch the Eight-Part Pagoda fall into the hands of an outsider?

Once they know the news, I'm afraid even the order given by the Great Elder will be temporarily ignored.

Besides, it is obvious that Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing are having an affair, and Qing Yanjing is the object of the marriage between our tribe and the Maha Ancient Tribe. If the Great Elder knows about this, he will probably be furious. Even Qingmai will not protect Mo Yu at that time."

Upon hearing this, Mo Tong nodded slightly. Indeed, if Elders Heihui and Mo Jin took action, no matter how capable Mo Yu was, he would never be able to escape the pursuit of the two Heavenly Supremes.

The relationship between Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing can also be made into a big deal.

"Then let them be proud for a while..."

When the spiritual light in front of Mo Yu's eyes faded, he found that the scene around him had changed.

This should be inside a tower, and on the mottled walls of the tower, there are faint traces of ancient patterns.

An air of antiquity permeates the tower.

"Where is this?" Mo Yu glanced at Qing Yanjing who was thinking beside him, then looked at the Fu Tu ancestor in front of him and said.

"This is the inside of my pagoda."

The Buddha Patriarch smiled slightly, and then said with some nostalgia: "However, with the death of my original body, this Buddha tower has also lost its former glory and gradually broken down over the years."

Mo Yu nodded slightly. Even though the pagoda had begun to fall apart, he could still feel an indescribable aura hovering around.

That aura was extremely terrifying, it was the powerful aura of a Holy Heavenly Supreme.

This is a level that even I, who have already advanced to the level of Heavenly Supreme, cannot even remotely reach at this moment.

The will of the Buddha Patriarch sat cross-legged in the tower, then smiled at Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing and said, "Do you know the origin of this old man's Eight Buddhas?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu seemed to be lost in thought. With the help of his memories from his previous life, he vaguely knew some inside stories of the Eight-Part Pagoda.

However, he did not speak, but looked at Qing Yanjing who was standing beside him, and saw the latter shook his head and said softly: "Ancestor, this Eight-Part Buddha was created by you, so even the younger generation has only heard of its reputation and does not know its origin."

When the Buddha Patriarch saw this, he didn't take it seriously and said, "This peerless magical power was created by this old man when he was at the peak of his powers."

"At that time, the evil race from outside the domain was invading the world."

"I have slain countless demons, and there are dozens of demon emperors sealed in the pagoda, including some who are comparable to the Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme."

When Mo Yu heard this, even though he roughly knew the inside story, he was still amazed when he heard it now.

Sealing dozens of Demon Emperors, this kind of record is really extremely powerful. After all, it is equivalent to dozens of Heavenly Supreme Powers.

Qing Yanjing's beautiful eyes moved as well, with a hint of pride emerging in her eyes. She was worthy of being the ancestor of her ancient Futu clan. Such a record, even in the ancient times when there were so many strong people, was probably considered to be top-notch.

"It is precisely because too many Demon Emperors were sealed that the Demon Sealing Tower became unstable. Later, I had an idea and planned to refine these Demon Emperors into guardians of the Pagoda Tower..."

Seeing the surprise in Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing's eyes, Patriarch Futu smiled slightly and continued.

Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing were shocked. To refine the Demon Emperor into a Guardian? This is not easy.

Because this first requires erasing the Demon Emperor's original consciousness, just like refining a puppet, but generally speaking, the power of a puppet will be far weaker than when he was alive.

However, if that were all, I think these eight Buddhas would not be qualified to be included in the list of the thirty-six peerless magical powers.

“Haha, I am naturally aware of this, so I finally imprinted the Demon Emperor Guardian that I refined on the pagoda, connecting it to my body.

Then they are cleansed and tempered with secret methods day and night, so that their own power can be preserved to the maximum extent." The Buddha Patriarch said with a little complacency.

Mo Yu exclaimed in admiration, the old man Fu Tu was indeed worthy of being one of the most powerful people in the ancient world. His methods and ideas were truly amazing.

“But the only setback is that the failure rate in refining this kind of guardian is too high. Among the dozens of Demon Emperors, only three succeeded in the end.

So in the decades that followed, I used the war with the evil tribes outside the domain to seal and refine the Demon Emperor, and only then did I truly cultivate this 'Eight-Part Buddha' a year before my death." The Buddha Patriarch sighed.

Hearing this, Mo Yu nodded slightly with emotion. As expected, war is the fastest way to get rich.

At the same time, a look of doubt appeared on Qing Yanjing's pretty face.

In this case, even if they knew how to practice the Eight-Part Buddha, what would be the use? We can't let them kill the Demon Emperor, right?

Seeing Qing Yanjing's expression, the Buddha Patriarch smiled and said, "The preciousness of this 'Eight-Part Buddha' is not actually in its cultivation method, but in the 'Eight-Part Buddha' itself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Buddha raised his hand slightly, and the dilapidated Buddha tower suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing saw that cracks suddenly appeared on the wall of the tower.

The cracks slowly fell with a shattering sound, and eight red lights shot out directly from the tower wall.

Eight mysterious red lights fell down and began to rotate continuously around the body of the Buddha ancestor.

At this time, Mo Yu and Qing Yanjing could see clearly that they were actually eight scarlet beads.

However, on the surface of those eight red beads, there seemed to be some slightly hideous and ferocious patterns engraved.

Mo Yu only stared at the eight red beads for a moment, and he felt the blood in his body steaming, and a murderous desire rose from his heart.

However, as soon as this murderous intent arose, it was suppressed by Mo Yu. After all, he had killed his way up from the Douqi Continent, and he had also practiced the Self-Sacrificing Demon Fist, so he had already mastered the murderous intent in his heart to perfection.

hum!

At this moment, the Holy Pagoda in Qing Yanjing's body released a sacred light, which immediately purified and expelled the murderous intent and restored her consciousness.

When Qing Yanjing saw Mo Yu regain his composure so quickly, a hint of surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes. After all, she was relying on the sacred light of the Holy Pagoda, but Mo Yu was able to stay awake on his own.

The gap between them is obviously self-evident.

"This is the core Buddha bead of the Eight-Part Buddha."

The old man Fu Tu also looked at Mo Yu in surprise, somewhat surprised at the latter's control over the murderous intent, and then pointed at the eight red beads and smiled slightly.

Then the Buddha Patriarch waved his sleeves, and eight beads suddenly burst into red light.

Above the light, eight ferocious shadows gradually formed.

The eight giant shadows were all hundreds of feet tall, with ferocious faces, some like angry Vajra, and some like vicious Rakshasas. But without exception, they all exuded an extremely terrifying sense of oppression from their bodies.

Qing Yanjing looked at the eight giant figures and seemed to understand something: "Ancestor, could they be the Eight-Division Buddha?"

The Buddha Patriarch nodded and said with a smile.

"The most precious thing about these eight stupas is not the method of cultivation, but these eight stupa beads refined by many demon emperors!"