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His original plan was to kill the dying White Tiger so that he could take out the beast core to absorb energy. It was very likely that he would reach the 5th Heavenly Layer of the Sun Moon. At that time, he wouldn't need to fear the 7th Heavenly Layer Xing Yun. To save Little White from the Ten Thousand Devil Sect.

In ten days time, it would be a month.

Ling Hao's cultivation was at the third level of the Sun Moon, and he had broken through to the fifth level of the Sun Moon within ten days. It seemed that it would be rather difficult.

After getting up and looking around, Ling Hao finally said: "The effects of that Life and Death Pill have not been used up. Every day, it will help you heal your internal organs."

"I'm leaving."

Ling Hao walked forward. The most important thing for him to do now was to cultivate. He had to find treasures of heaven and earth in these mountains. The reason he came here was because the spiritual energy here was abundant.

"Kid, look at how young you are. Your cultivation isn't ordinary at all."

"You saved me twice, how can I not repay you for saving my life?"

The White Tiger spoke sincerely at the end. Although they were of different species, it was the same no matter where they repaid the debt of gratitude.

Ling Hao turned a deaf ear and continued to walk, saying: "I value your beast core, but it's a pity that it will harm your life. Right now, your injuries are already better, and I'm not your opponent. We will meet again if fate wills."

The White Tiger froze for a moment. It also knew that humans would be able to extract energy from demon cores to increase their cultivation. Looking at this young man, could he be lacking something like this?

The white tiger suddenly started laughing wildly. The demonic beasts in the forest began to shiver in fear. The suppression brought about by the bloodline caused their breathing to tremble. Although they were not of the same race, the white tiger was still the descendant of an ancient mythical beast.

Ling Hao stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at it doubtfully.

"What do you think this is?"

The White Tiger smiled complacently. With a wave of its arm, dozens of dragon-eye sized objects sparkled on the ground.

Demonic Core.

When the White Tiger was young, it could shake the mountains. It had killed countless demon beasts, and these were only a portion of them.

Ling Hao took a glance and realized that the two demonic cores lying on the ground were actually Rank 5 Demonic Cores. This was equivalent to the realm of a human being's Dao.

Above the Sun and Moon Realm was the Daoist realm. The sun and moon blended together, turning into a gate, standing in the Dantian.

The Taoist realm was known as the Taoist realm.

"These are all yours, not enough to care about me!" The White Tiger patted its chest with a heroic spirit.

Ling Hao did not put on any airs. With a wave of his hand, those demon cores landed in his hands.

It was only a matter of time before he reached the fifth level of Good Fortune, and Ling Hao had time to do so within ten days.

"Thank you."

"There's no need to be polite, you saved Tiger Lord. Tiger Lord has decided to teach you the buddhist arts."

The White Tiger said with a smile.

He spent his time at the Spirit Mountain Temple listening to the Air Crossing Buddha Scripture and lecturing. Over the long days, he gained a hint of Buddhist aura. He had also seen the absolute art of the Air Crossing Buddhist Master.

He planned to give these to Ling Hao.

Ling Hao was slightly stunned. Absolute arts.

Is it as powerful as my divine ability?

Ling Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly. His ability or technique was an absolute art at the peak of his previous life, but his cultivation level was currently too low. He couldn't even unleash 1% of its power.

This was because in his previous life, he had stood too high, so the divine abilities he had comprehended were extremely powerful.

Not now.

In other words, he might as well learn some other supernatural powers.

"I didn't expect you to be so human." Ling Hao smiled and walked over, saying, "Sure, if you're willing to teach me, then I'm willing to learn."

The White Tiger laughed brazenly, "Human feelings, not just people. However, I like your personality. "

Ling Hao and the White Tiger walked to the front of the waterfall and watched the white silk rush down, and the sound of water rumbled.

"Of the Buddhist sacred arts I learned, the first is the Thousand Buddha Emerging from the Mountain."

"Using vast true essence as the foundation to condense the Thousand Blessings."

"The Thousand Blessings Mountain was created by that old bald donkey. I saw him use it that day. Good heavens, his power is extremely terrifying."

The White Tiger spoke in an amorous tone, "I'll cast it once, take a look."

He clasped his hands together and golden light shone from the center of his palms.

Once again, they separated, and golden buddhas flew out one after another, spreading out in all directions.

"Thousand Buddha Emerge from the Mountain!"

The golden Buddha converged once again, rushing towards the waterfall.

BOOM!

The cliff split into pieces.

The waterfall was cut in half, and the flowing water stopped.

Ling Hao took a look. He knew about this type of divine ability as well. Only with the power of a Thousand Blessings could he display it.

"Kid, am I handsome?" The White Tiger laughed loudly.

"This absolute art is extremely powerful. Even after eight to ten years of practice, only Tiger Lord has reached that level of power."

The White Tiger glanced at Ling Hao, then sat on the ground.

"Oh."

"I'll give it a try." Ling Hao said.

Closing his hands together, Ling Hao thought about the gods and buddhas in his previous life. Immediately, golden light flashed across the sky.

Golden Buddha statues covered the sky. Some were sitting while others were lying down. Their expressions were all different.

As Ling Hao extended his hand, all the buddhas in the sky slipped into his palm.

"Thousand Buddha Emerge from the Mountain!"

BOOM!

With this palm attack, the sky and earth changed color.

A large area of the forest was destroyed, and all the birds and beasts dispersed.

Ling Hao looked at his own palm. "Mmm, not bad."

"You …"

"Are you a demon?"

The White Tiger tilted its head as if it had seen a ghost.