Xingsu Heke stood in the yard and laughed loudly regardless of his image, but suddenly stopped abruptly, with a look of pain on his face. He saw a hot white flame suddenly burst out from the colorful stones. Before he could react, he had already wrapped Xingsu Heke inside and burned.I saw Xingsu Heke's black body wrapped in white fire, making a squeaking sound, which was very strange.
Two people on Taihang Mountain were playing chess under the pine tree. A bald monk put down a black spell and said: Junior brother, it seems that someone is going to deal with the disaster.
Senior brother, the old monster Xingcheng is just overestimating his ability. He thought the advantage was so easy to take. I think this time he might be burned by the fire of Xiran, and he could not even enter the six realms of reincarnation.
A Taoist priest covered in oil also smiled at Bai Zi.
Don’t underestimate this person. Although the Star Monster is our defeated general, who knows what magic weapon he has not used that time? I always feel that this person is not simple. He is not an ordinary person to be able to gain such a great reputation in the fairy world.
The bald monk said with a frown.
When my senior brother taught me a lesson, I was a little proud.But what ability does he have to escape from the Xirang Fire? Even if his senior brother does not have the golden body protection, he may not be able to escape from the Xirang Fire.
Although the Taoist agreed with him, he also had a bit of anger.
This is true. Even if I use my golden body, I will lose half of my essence and blood, and my thousand-year cultivation will be destroyed.This old monster of Star Constellation naturally does not have such ability, but the magic skills he has cultivated should not be underestimated, and it is probably a little bit more wonderful.
The bald monk always felt a little uncomfortable and said softly if he didn't know what was wrong.
Senior brother is too careful. He has been listening to the teacher for thousands of years. I have not heard of any kind of magic skill that can resist the fire of Xiran, let alone the fire of Xiran is simply the nemesis of the magic skill.
The Taoist said disapprovingly.
This is because the bald monk knew the power of Xirang Fire, and the bald monk did not refute it.
Haha, I didn’t expect that the first person to respond to the disaster would be a golden immortal. This time, I’m afraid that there will be great merits on the two of us.
Thinking of this, the Taoist became even more proud.
Junior brother, don’t be careless. As long as the jade in the stone does not escape from the mortal body for a day, our merit will be gone for a day. Instead, we must be careful of the dirty thing in the future. After all, it is the most important thing.
Don't worry, the dirty thing has passed the torment of evil for eleven lifetimes, and the number of disasters has already been full. This is the Taoist art of heaven, and he cannot escape at all. What's more, if we put a restriction on him, he will obediently respond to the disaster and achieve our supreme merits.
The Taoist said that he was proud of his feelings and couldn't help but stroke the sparse beards on his chest.
I always feel that things may change. The so-called great way is fifty and the heavens are forty-nine.The great way is fifty, and the number of heavens is quite large. How can there be variables? If this ball of sludge is outside the variables, we will be laughed at by people...
The bald monk sighed slightly and said.
The senior brother was too worried. If there were really variables, the master would have told us a long time ago. Besides, we can also do it casually when we calculate a mortal. I have calculated that this dirty thing can't make any big waves.
Yes, I was afraid that the master would not be able to figure it out. The bald monk suddenly squeezed out a cold sentence, which made the sloppy Taoist on the opposite side cold. He stared at the senior brother in front of him, as if he had known him for the first time, and asked with a stuttering look in his mouth: Senior brother, what's wrong with you?
Junior brother, do you know why I first learn Buddhism and then Taoism?
The bald monk looked at the Taoist and asked softly.
Of course, my Taoism is higher than Buddhism, so my senior brother...
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the bald monk. The bald monk had an indescribable smile on his face: The Tao is higher than the Buddha, haha, the Tao is three thousand, each of them chooses one. When he was listening to Zen and discussing Taoism in Zixiao Palace, who dared to say who had a deep understanding? Even the teacher did not dare to say that he was the person who had the deepest understanding here...
The one who understands the most deeply is of course the master, and the sloppy Taoist said.
But have you heard from the great master that if we talk about the mind, I am not as good as the two Western saints?
The bald monk asked, looking straight at him.
this……
Suddenly the Taoist could not argue.
Haha, junior brother, God’s will is like a knife. Even the master and the master cannot fully understand it, let alone the two of us. Who knows where the variable was born this time? Maybe this dirty thing is where the variable is...
The senior brother said that the Taoist suddenly felt a clear mind and seemed to have some understanding.
Far away from the sky, a Taoist with a purple gold crown opened his slightly closed eyes and looked down for a long time before sighing: What a pity, your material is good, but your heart is not pure, otherwise you can pass on my robe and mantle. Humph, with your current cultivation level, how can you know the way of heaven? It's just a blind man touching an elephant.
After saying that, he closed his eyes again and fell into loneliness.
Speaking of which, Xingsu Heke never expected that there was another mechanism in this colorful stone. The body was immediately burned by the torch of Xiran, and the originally powerful body actually emitted a burnt smell.
Feeling that his body was about to be destroyed, Xingsu Heke was shocked and hurriedly used the magic sect's transformation technique to separate the soul from his body and prepare to escape.
The soul that turned into a ball of light was about to escape, but hit the periphery of Xirang Fire and was covered by a ball of white light.
The master Mangmang, the real person Miaomiao, I am incompatible with you.
Only then did Xingsu Heke realize that he had really hit the steel plate. It turned out that this colorful stone could not only burn the body, but also not even let go of the soul.He knew that if he dragged on, he might be really destroyed. He immediately no longer hesitated and gritted his teeth. The golden elixir in the soul suddenly exploded, and the huge vibration instantly tore the pull of the white light, turning into a golden light and flying outward. Moreover, the soul was fading rapidly. He had to find another body as soon as possible so that he could use the art of turning the phase to be reborn.
The bald monk really guessed it right. Xingsu Heke was able to become famous in the fairy world for many years, so he naturally had some ways to save his life. He once obtained a golden elixir left by a great witch of the witch clan in the prehistoric period in Yunnan from the 100,000-mile mountains in Yunnan. This golden elixir is very strange. Not only will it not melt after entering the body, but it will also absorb the skills from the practitioners to nourish themselves.From this point of view alone, this golden elixir is very harmful to the practitioner, but its other characteristic makes the practitioner ecstatic, that is, it can protect the soul, and can practice it again without the body, but the soul disappears without the whole person. Xingsu Heke once escaped from dangerous situations many times with it, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult to escape today, and to break the golden elixir to escape.
However, Xingsu Heke's soul was damaged too much this time, and he was eager to find the body of turning the body. He panicked and saw a blurry figure not far away, so he rushed over, preparing to steal his body. Who knew that as soon as he attached it, he was destroyed by a cold breath in the mind of the person who came. Before he died, Xingsu Heke let out a cold scream: Who is this person? He is so evil...
Disciple, it was not that the master did not help you back then, but that you should have this disaster. It depends on whether you can revitalize the glory of my Jie Sect in this life. Outside the Nine Heavens, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe in Biyou Palace sighed slightly, sacrificing four ancient swords in his hand, chanting spells in his mouth, and the clouds in the sky suddenly became unpredictable. After a long time, the man held the sword and said: If the situation is already in chaos today... That's all the things that the master can do for you... …
Who are you……
Jia Huan opened his eyes in the candlelight and suddenly found a woman standing in front of his bed. The faint red candle was shining with a faint glow. He was shocked.
Alas, but pity...
The woman covered in face sighed. From the sound, she was in her thirties, but she was very strange and probably not someone she knew.
What do you mean?
Seeing her looking at herself with a charity in her eyes, Jia Huan felt very angry and stared at this mysterious woman.
Do you think you are a young master in the Jia Mansion?
You don’t have to worry about this, I know what the Jia family is doing to me.
Jia Huan, who has unknown origin, dared not take it lightly, although he felt a little intimate about this woman.
Haha, I know, so I feel that you are so pity. Are you very unwilling to accept it? She paused and said: I hope I can help you, I hope it will be useful...
Before Jia Huan could react, the woman suddenly turned into a palm and pressed against Jia Huan's forehead. Jia Huan only felt her head be confused and screamed. She opened her eyes in panic. She was about to resist, but she fainted.
Jia Huan felt that his eyes were dark, his body was already in a dark place, with graves everywhere, and the wind was gushing, and Jia Huan felt a chill for no reason.
This is the illusion in the holy gate.
Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear, but Taiyi said, "Be careful, there are lost formations here, and I can't even figure them out. You'd better follow me."
Jia Huan looked around and saw that all the graves of all sizes were all big and small!Under the hazy moonlight, these tombs look extremely gloomy and terrifying!The strange screams of some unknown beasts came from the dark and mysterious mountains and valleys from time to time, and the sound was like ghost crying, which was creepy!From time to time, one or two plaques without words that have been eroded by wind and rain flashed in the mound, making people feel hideous and terrible. Some places are even more weird and there is no grass growing.
He felt a chill in his heart, and he subconsciously looked up. He saw that the sky was dark and he could not see the moon at all, not even a star. In addition, the fog was hazy, and the entire fog forest was filled with a faint resentment, which really made people feel chilled.From time to time, I stepped on one or two rotten bones, which made me feel a little creepy, as if there was a thrilling unknown here, and everything seemed so mysterious and terrible.
Especially when approaching the entrance of the valley, the pine tree with mixed roots and dense branches as dense as spider webs fills the night with unknown fear, and the thick fog slowly flows between the dark gaps like white milk.Under the thick shade of the trees, sweat from Jia Huan's forehead had begun to seep out. The cold mountain breeze blew on his forehead, and every pore in his body was tense.There is a faint smell of decay in the air, like the smell of soil and plants mixed together, but also like the smell emitted by heavy rain hitting the ground.
The terrain is getting more and more uneven, the trees in the valley cover the sky and the sun, the rocks are dark and rugged, and it is difficult to see the light again, but there is a gloomy and cool feeling.The tone of the collision between branches and leaves in the woods sounded loudly beside the two, either left or right. If they fell down at a low point, they would be like thunder.
Two people on Taihang Mountain were playing chess under the pine tree. A bald monk put down a black spell and said: Junior brother, it seems that someone is going to deal with the disaster.
Senior brother, the old monster Xingcheng is just overestimating his ability. He thought the advantage was so easy to take. I think this time he might be burned by the fire of Xiran, and he could not even enter the six realms of reincarnation.
A Taoist priest covered in oil also smiled at Bai Zi.
Don’t underestimate this person. Although the Star Monster is our defeated general, who knows what magic weapon he has not used that time? I always feel that this person is not simple. He is not an ordinary person to be able to gain such a great reputation in the fairy world.
The bald monk said with a frown.
When my senior brother taught me a lesson, I was a little proud.But what ability does he have to escape from the Xirang Fire? Even if his senior brother does not have the golden body protection, he may not be able to escape from the Xirang Fire.
Although the Taoist agreed with him, he also had a bit of anger.
This is true. Even if I use my golden body, I will lose half of my essence and blood, and my thousand-year cultivation will be destroyed.This old monster of Star Constellation naturally does not have such ability, but the magic skills he has cultivated should not be underestimated, and it is probably a little bit more wonderful.
The bald monk always felt a little uncomfortable and said softly if he didn't know what was wrong.
Senior brother is too careful. He has been listening to the teacher for thousands of years. I have not heard of any kind of magic skill that can resist the fire of Xiran, let alone the fire of Xiran is simply the nemesis of the magic skill.
The Taoist said disapprovingly.
This is because the bald monk knew the power of Xirang Fire, and the bald monk did not refute it.
Haha, I didn’t expect that the first person to respond to the disaster would be a golden immortal. This time, I’m afraid that there will be great merits on the two of us.
Thinking of this, the Taoist became even more proud.
Junior brother, don’t be careless. As long as the jade in the stone does not escape from the mortal body for a day, our merit will be gone for a day. Instead, we must be careful of the dirty thing in the future. After all, it is the most important thing.
Don't worry, the dirty thing has passed the torment of evil for eleven lifetimes, and the number of disasters has already been full. This is the Taoist art of heaven, and he cannot escape at all. What's more, if we put a restriction on him, he will obediently respond to the disaster and achieve our supreme merits.
The Taoist said that he was proud of his feelings and couldn't help but stroke the sparse beards on his chest.
I always feel that things may change. The so-called great way is fifty and the heavens are forty-nine.The great way is fifty, and the number of heavens is quite large. How can there be variables? If this ball of sludge is outside the variables, we will be laughed at by people...
The bald monk sighed slightly and said.
The senior brother was too worried. If there were really variables, the master would have told us a long time ago. Besides, we can also do it casually when we calculate a mortal. I have calculated that this dirty thing can't make any big waves.
Yes, I was afraid that the master would not be able to figure it out. The bald monk suddenly squeezed out a cold sentence, which made the sloppy Taoist on the opposite side cold. He stared at the senior brother in front of him, as if he had known him for the first time, and asked with a stuttering look in his mouth: Senior brother, what's wrong with you?
Junior brother, do you know why I first learn Buddhism and then Taoism?
The bald monk looked at the Taoist and asked softly.
Of course, my Taoism is higher than Buddhism, so my senior brother...
Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the bald monk. The bald monk had an indescribable smile on his face: The Tao is higher than the Buddha, haha, the Tao is three thousand, each of them chooses one. When he was listening to Zen and discussing Taoism in Zixiao Palace, who dared to say who had a deep understanding? Even the teacher did not dare to say that he was the person who had the deepest understanding here...
The one who understands the most deeply is of course the master, and the sloppy Taoist said.
But have you heard from the great master that if we talk about the mind, I am not as good as the two Western saints?
The bald monk asked, looking straight at him.
this……
Suddenly the Taoist could not argue.
Haha, junior brother, God’s will is like a knife. Even the master and the master cannot fully understand it, let alone the two of us. Who knows where the variable was born this time? Maybe this dirty thing is where the variable is...
The senior brother said that the Taoist suddenly felt a clear mind and seemed to have some understanding.
Far away from the sky, a Taoist with a purple gold crown opened his slightly closed eyes and looked down for a long time before sighing: What a pity, your material is good, but your heart is not pure, otherwise you can pass on my robe and mantle. Humph, with your current cultivation level, how can you know the way of heaven? It's just a blind man touching an elephant.
After saying that, he closed his eyes again and fell into loneliness.
Speaking of which, Xingsu Heke never expected that there was another mechanism in this colorful stone. The body was immediately burned by the torch of Xiran, and the originally powerful body actually emitted a burnt smell.
Feeling that his body was about to be destroyed, Xingsu Heke was shocked and hurriedly used the magic sect's transformation technique to separate the soul from his body and prepare to escape.
The soul that turned into a ball of light was about to escape, but hit the periphery of Xirang Fire and was covered by a ball of white light.
The master Mangmang, the real person Miaomiao, I am incompatible with you.
Only then did Xingsu Heke realize that he had really hit the steel plate. It turned out that this colorful stone could not only burn the body, but also not even let go of the soul.He knew that if he dragged on, he might be really destroyed. He immediately no longer hesitated and gritted his teeth. The golden elixir in the soul suddenly exploded, and the huge vibration instantly tore the pull of the white light, turning into a golden light and flying outward. Moreover, the soul was fading rapidly. He had to find another body as soon as possible so that he could use the art of turning the phase to be reborn.
The bald monk really guessed it right. Xingsu Heke was able to become famous in the fairy world for many years, so he naturally had some ways to save his life. He once obtained a golden elixir left by a great witch of the witch clan in the prehistoric period in Yunnan from the 100,000-mile mountains in Yunnan. This golden elixir is very strange. Not only will it not melt after entering the body, but it will also absorb the skills from the practitioners to nourish themselves.From this point of view alone, this golden elixir is very harmful to the practitioner, but its other characteristic makes the practitioner ecstatic, that is, it can protect the soul, and can practice it again without the body, but the soul disappears without the whole person. Xingsu Heke once escaped from dangerous situations many times with it, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult to escape today, and to break the golden elixir to escape.
However, Xingsu Heke's soul was damaged too much this time, and he was eager to find the body of turning the body. He panicked and saw a blurry figure not far away, so he rushed over, preparing to steal his body. Who knew that as soon as he attached it, he was destroyed by a cold breath in the mind of the person who came. Before he died, Xingsu Heke let out a cold scream: Who is this person? He is so evil...
Disciple, it was not that the master did not help you back then, but that you should have this disaster. It depends on whether you can revitalize the glory of my Jie Sect in this life. Outside the Nine Heavens, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe in Biyou Palace sighed slightly, sacrificing four ancient swords in his hand, chanting spells in his mouth, and the clouds in the sky suddenly became unpredictable. After a long time, the man held the sword and said: If the situation is already in chaos today... That's all the things that the master can do for you... …
Who are you……
Jia Huan opened his eyes in the candlelight and suddenly found a woman standing in front of his bed. The faint red candle was shining with a faint glow. He was shocked.
Alas, but pity...
The woman covered in face sighed. From the sound, she was in her thirties, but she was very strange and probably not someone she knew.
What do you mean?
Seeing her looking at herself with a charity in her eyes, Jia Huan felt very angry and stared at this mysterious woman.
Do you think you are a young master in the Jia Mansion?
You don’t have to worry about this, I know what the Jia family is doing to me.
Jia Huan, who has unknown origin, dared not take it lightly, although he felt a little intimate about this woman.
Haha, I know, so I feel that you are so pity. Are you very unwilling to accept it? She paused and said: I hope I can help you, I hope it will be useful...
Before Jia Huan could react, the woman suddenly turned into a palm and pressed against Jia Huan's forehead. Jia Huan only felt her head be confused and screamed. She opened her eyes in panic. She was about to resist, but she fainted.
Jia Huan felt that his eyes were dark, his body was already in a dark place, with graves everywhere, and the wind was gushing, and Jia Huan felt a chill for no reason.
This is the illusion in the holy gate.
Suddenly a voice sounded in his ear, but Taiyi said, "Be careful, there are lost formations here, and I can't even figure them out. You'd better follow me."
Jia Huan looked around and saw that all the graves of all sizes were all big and small!Under the hazy moonlight, these tombs look extremely gloomy and terrifying!The strange screams of some unknown beasts came from the dark and mysterious mountains and valleys from time to time, and the sound was like ghost crying, which was creepy!From time to time, one or two plaques without words that have been eroded by wind and rain flashed in the mound, making people feel hideous and terrible. Some places are even more weird and there is no grass growing.
He felt a chill in his heart, and he subconsciously looked up. He saw that the sky was dark and he could not see the moon at all, not even a star. In addition, the fog was hazy, and the entire fog forest was filled with a faint resentment, which really made people feel chilled.From time to time, I stepped on one or two rotten bones, which made me feel a little creepy, as if there was a thrilling unknown here, and everything seemed so mysterious and terrible.
Especially when approaching the entrance of the valley, the pine tree with mixed roots and dense branches as dense as spider webs fills the night with unknown fear, and the thick fog slowly flows between the dark gaps like white milk.Under the thick shade of the trees, sweat from Jia Huan's forehead had begun to seep out. The cold mountain breeze blew on his forehead, and every pore in his body was tense.There is a faint smell of decay in the air, like the smell of soil and plants mixed together, but also like the smell emitted by heavy rain hitting the ground.
The terrain is getting more and more uneven, the trees in the valley cover the sky and the sun, the rocks are dark and rugged, and it is difficult to see the light again, but there is a gloomy and cool feeling.The tone of the collision between branches and leaves in the woods sounded loudly beside the two, either left or right. If they fell down at a low point, they would be like thunder.
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