Chapter 1331

On the altar, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin looked pale. They obviously didn't expect that the Patriarch of Futu would admire Mu Chen so much. Even though he knew that the latter had a disagreement with the ancient Patriarch of Futu, he still decided to hand over the Eight Buddhas to Mu Chen.

"Old ancestor!" The two of them were still trying to persuade.

"I have decided." But the Patriarch of Futu waved his hand and his voice was determined. Then he looked at the two of them and said, "You two go back and tell the elders of the clan that our Futu clan can exist in the present since ancient times. It is precisely because the tribe is full of talents, but now you are gradually becoming pedantic. If you continue for a long time, I am afraid that our Futu clan will be in the grand occasion again!"

At the end of the conversation, the voice became a little harsh. Obviously, the ancient Futu tribe regarded him as a sinful son because of Mu Chen's mother, which also made the ancestor Futu quite angry.

Xuan Luo and Mo Xin were scolded, so he didn't dare to speak. His head was lowered, but his eyes were still flashing with jealousy and unwillingness.

They never expected that the sinful son who had a humble position in their eyes would become the biggest winner in the ancient holy abyss this time. However, they, who should have attracted much attention, were dim under the light of Mu Chen.

"Mu Chen, go with me to accept the inheritance."

The Patriarch Futu ignored them again, but looked at Mu Chen, waved his sleeves, and his spirit surged, and their figures disappeared from the altar.

As the two of them disappeared, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin raised their heads and their faces were extremely gloomy.

"Is this what he can obtain inheritance?" Mo Xin said in a gloomy voice.

Xuan Luo was silent for a moment, then sneered, and said, "A sinful son is worthy of possessing the "Eight Tribes of the Pagoda"? Since the ancestor insists on choosing him, then he will go."

"However, whether he can bring the "Eight Tribes of the Buddha" out of the Shengyuan Continent is not the ancestor who has left the end of the day." At this point, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Mo Xin was stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

Xuanluo said coldly: "Do you think Black Light, Elder Mo Yin and others will sit and watch the eight Buddhas fall into Mu Chen's hands? Once they know this news, they may even be temporarily abandoned even if the order given by the Great Elder."

After hearing this, Mo Xin nodded slightly. Indeed, if Elder Mo Yin took action, no matter what Mu Chen had, it would be impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the two supreme emperors.

"Then let him be proud first."

When the spiritual light in front of Mu Chen dissipated, he found that the surrounding scenery had changed. It should be that there were ancient patterns on the mottled tower walls in a tower.

A vicissitudes of ancient times permeate the tower.

"What is this?" Mu Chen looked at the Patriarch Futu ahead, and he sensed some familiar fluctuations here.

"This is my husband's pagoda." The Pagoda smiled and said with some remembrance: "But with the fall of the body, this pagoda has also lost its glory and gradually shattered over the years."

Mu Chen nodded slightly. Even though the pagoda had begun to be broken, he could still feel an indescribable aura circling, and the aura made him frightened.

The will of the Patriarch Futu sat cross-legged in the tower, then smiled at Mu Chen and said, "Do you know the origin of the "Bamen Futu"?"

Mu Chen shook his head. The only thing he knew was that the "Eight Tribes" were located in the thirty-six peerless magical powers of the Great Thousand World. It has infinite power, and I don't know anything else.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Futu was distracted and said, "This peerless magical power was created by me at my peak. At that time, it was the time when the evil races outside the territory invaded the vast world."

"I have killed countless demons, and dozens of demon emperors have been sealed in the Buddha Tower, including many demon emperors who are comparable to the Supreme Immortal Class."

Hearing this, Mu Chen couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly and sealed dozens of demon emperors. Such a record was so fierce that it was extremely fierce. After all, that was equivalent to dozens of heavenly supreme emperors.

"It is precisely because of the sealing of too many demon emperors that the demon sealing tower is a little unstable. Later, I had a sudden inspiration and planned to refine these demon emperors into the guardians of the Buddha Tower."

Mu Chen was shocked and refining the Demon Emperor into a guardian? This is not easy, because it must erase the Demon Emperor's original consciousness, just like refining a puppet, but generally speaking, the power of the puppet will be far weaker than before in his lifetime. If it were just like this, the Eight Tribes would obviously not be qualified to ascend to the thirty-six peerless magical powers.

"I naturally know this, so I finally imprinted the refined guardian on the Buddha Tower and connected it with my body. I used secret techniques to rinse and temper them day and night, so that their own power can be maximized." The Buddha Patriarch said a little complacently.

Mu Chen exclaimed that the Patriarch of Futu was truly one of the peak powerhouses in the ancient times. Such methods and ideas were really wonderful.

"But the only regret is that the failure rate of trying to refine such a guardian was too high. Among the dozens of demon emperors, only three were successful. So in the following years, I used the war to seal and refine the demon emperor. Only a year before my death did this "Eight Buddhas" truly cultivated." The ancestor of Futu sighed.

Upon hearing this, Mu Chen couldn't help but wiped a cold sweat, refining dozens of demon emperors, and only three of them succeeded. The failure rate was really high. After all, the Demon Emperor was not a cabbage, he was a strong man comparable to the Supreme Heaven. It can be imagined how crazy the ancestor of the Buddha had captured and killed the Demon Emperor.

No wonder no one has cultivated the Eight-Tributu so far. This kind of cultivation material alone is nowhere to be found. After all, it is impossible to use the Supreme Heaven of the Great Thousand World as materials to refine it. In that case, once discovered, the entire Great Thousand World may not be tolerated.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen also smiled bitterly. In this way, even if he knew the method of practicing the Eight Pagodas, what could it be?

Seeing his expression, the Patriarch Futu smiled and said, "The precious place of the "Eight Tribes" does not actually lie in its cultivation method, but in the "Eight Tribes" itself."

As the sound fell, the old ancestor Futu raised his palm and the broken Futu tower vibrated. Then, Mu Chen saw that a crack suddenly appeared on the tower wall. Finally, with the sound of shattering, eight red lights shot out directly from the tower wall.

Eight red lights fell and kept rotating around the body of the Patriarch Futu. At this time, Mu Chen saw clearly that they were eight red beads, but on the surface of the beads, there seemed to be some slightly ferocious patterns engraved.

Mu Chen just stared at the eight red beads and felt the blood in his body evaporate, and a murderous heart arises from his heart.

Buzz.

The Holy Buddha Tower in Mu Chen's body released a sacred light at this time, and immediately purified and expelled those killing hearts, making Mu Chen recovered from his awakening.

call.

Mu Chen, who recovered, couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the eight red beads with fear. These things were really evil. If they fell into the hands of ordinary people, they might immediately be able to render them into killing monsters.

"This is the core Buddha bead of the "Bamen Futu". "The ancestor of Futu pointed to the eight red beads, smiled slightly, and then waved his sleeves, and saw that the eight beads suddenly burst out with red light, and eight giant shadows gradually formed above the light.

The eight giant shadows were about a hundred feet long, their faces were ferocious, some were like angrily vague, and some were like vicious Rakshasa. Without exception, their bodies were all exuding an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

Mu Chen looked at the eight giant shadows and realized something: "They are the "Eight Tribes of the Pagodas"?"

The Patriarch of Futu smiled and nodded.

"So that's it." Mu Chen was amazed. At this moment, he realized that rather than saying that the "Eight-Part Futu" is a peerless magical power, it is better to be considered an alternative peerless holy object, because it does not require meditation and hard practice, but as long as it can inherit these eight Futu beads, it can be cultivated into the "Eight-Part Futu"!

The most precious thing about the "Eight Tribes of Futu" is not the method of cultivation, but the eight "Futu Beads" refined by many demon emperors!

"It was a great luck to be able to refine these eight "Futu Beads" back then. I think even if I give me another chance, I may not be able to refine them." The ancestor of Futu sighed.

Mu Chen also nodded. Indeed, it is not easy to successfully refine those demon emperors into guardians. There are too many lucky elements in it.

"But these materials are the Demon Emperor after all, so they are infected with ferocious aura. Ordinary people, even ordinary Supreme Heaven, will be killed and eroded by people's hearts after being used for a long time." Speaking of this, the Patriarch of Futu looked at Mu Chen with relief and said, "But fortunately, you have the Holy Buddha Tower and its protection. These ferocious auras will not erode you at all."

"As you become stronger, the strength of these eight Buddhas will also increase accordingly, but they cannot practice, so every battle will consume a large amount of supreme spiritual liquid. You must make sufficient preparations for this." The ancestor of Futu reminded.

"It's the Supreme Spirit Liquid again?" Mu Chen's head suddenly became big when he heard this. He already had the bottomless pit of the "Xuanlong Army" that swallowed the Supreme Spirit Liquid in his hand. Unexpectedly, another big eater came.

It is conceivable that if you want to activate the Eight Tribes, the supreme spiritual liquid you need to consume is measured at least in tens of millions.

"In addition," the ancestor of Futu paused, but his face became serious, saying: "If your strength has not reached, remember not to force the power of the eight Buddhas. After all, they are the Demon Emperors. Even if they have been refined, the ferociousness has penetrated into the flesh and blood. Once their power reaches a point where you cannot control it, it is possible to devour the Lord!"

Mu Chen nodded with a serious expression. It seemed that these eight Buddhas were also a double-edged sword.

"Since that's the case"

The Patriarch Futu stared at Mu Chen, raised his palm slightly, and the eight red beads slowly rotated.
Chapter completed!