Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 817

  Chapter 817 Bodhi magic method, just in a dream

  Mao hour.

  Dawn is breaking slowly, and the sky is getting brighter.

  The old devils in five cities and twelve mountains are about to move.

   An obscure spatial fluctuation faded away, and behind the invisible void, there seemed to be something overlapping with the real world.

  The secret realm is now in the world.

  The present world here is not to untie the waistband of the secret realm, allowing people to come in and out freely, but to open the door only with the ink token of the tomb keeper.

  Lu Bei has the artistic conception of the unity of man and nature, with strong perception, and can see many things that ordinary monks cannot see.

  For example, the hazy portal in front of you, the secret realm is still under blockade, you can't see it clearly, and it doesn't really integrate into the world, because it can't be sealed if it doesn't exist.

  Based on his not-so-rich common sense in the world of cultivating immortals, he suspects that the reason why the secret realm is isolated from the outside world is because the secret realm itself is sealed.

  The leakage of the portal is closely related to the invalidation of the seal, or the change of the number of days. Following a certain law, it gradually merges into the world and slowly reveals its true face to the world.

  Standing 1.2 meters tall beside Lu Bei, followed by Shi Wuchang and Taoist Zhunti.

   After that, a row of ten masked killers knelt on one knee, six men and four women, all tall, short, fat and thin, and two of them were particularly pocket-sized, a head shorter than the 1.2 meter Tu Yuan.

  Heavenly camp, seven blood guards.

  A row of ten people is proficient in the secret method of restraining breath and changing body shape. If you don't have magical powers, you can't see their reality at all.

  The Seven Killing Blood Guard is Shi Wuchang's painstaking effort and proud work of running Tianwailou for many years. According to him, with a careful layout, it can assassinate a single Mahayana monk.

Lu Bei once asked, the Seven Killing Blood Guards practice the Bad Blood Demon Kungfu, an evil technique that turns the monk's body into a magic weapon. Small achievers are invulnerable to swords and guns, while masters hide filth. The method of sacrifice and death is the Mahayana period. Yuanshen can also be poisoned.

  Cultivate a seven-kill blood guard in the Transcending Tribulation Stage, and only exchange the head of a Mahayana stage, and the blood will not lose money.

   But then again, the heads of monks in the Mahayana period are so easy to pick up, especially in the far west, where the word "gou counsel" is engraved into the soul per capita.

  The blood guards of the Seven Killers are full of water. In the entire Tianwailou, only Shi Wuchang, who is holding a strange weapon, is qualified to solo kill a Mahayana demon cultivator.

  Water belongs to water, Shi Wuchang ordered all his belongings, just for Bo to take the lead and smile. If all the Seven Killing Blood Guards were to destroy the secret realm, and the Tianwai Building lost its backbone, it would have to be silent for at least three to five hundred years before it could accept orders and start business.

  If you don't give up, I'd like to worship you as a righteous father.JPG

  Like the slaves of the three families, while Shi Wuchang is loyal, he also has his own little thoughts.

  The Demon Cultivator in the Far West is too mature, Shi Wuchang knows very well that there is a difference in the younger brother's closeness, and the status gap between him, Tu Yuan, and Zhunti is not ordinary.

  Tu Yuan, who can sit on the elder brother's lap without moving, is coquettish and cute, so he has no worries because he can rest easy.

  He and Zhunti don't, if they don't have it, they don't. When necessary, the elder brother won't frown.

  In order to ensure that when the eldest brother throws stones to ask for directions, he will not become that stone, and the younger brother around him must take care of him.

  Shi Wuchang does not think about it, only when he is alive is he qualified to think about the future, everything is possible only when he is alive, and nothing is really lost when he is dead.

  There are many people who think like him, and this exploration of the secret realm will undoubtedly be very lively.

  Lu Bei didn't say a word, and stared at the void portal, which was invisible to others, but he saw it clearly.

  Adhering to the principle of being the first to do things, he did not rush into the secret realm, but chose to wait, trying to find Suzaku among the crowd.

   Soon, the first person to eat crabs appeared.

  A plain-looking bald head, in terms of appearance, seems to be a Buddhist cultivator, but Lu Bei can see clearly that there is a black mist in the Buddha cultivator's body, teeth and claws, and there is no other possibility except Lu Dong.

  Lu Dong doesn't want Gu Zongchen, so he found another monk to make a foundation?

  How is it possible, it is clear that Gu Zongchen has changed his appearance again.

   As expected of the land of the extreme west, such a decent person as the little monk was led astray, with layers of vests. If Lu Dong hadn't been too strong, the suzerain was almost deceived by him.

  Lu Bei murmured in his heart, watching Gu Zongchen step into the secret realm, one after another, there were two, one after another, flashing black shadows, rushed into the secret realm portal.

  Lu Bei remained unhurried, before Suzaku and Qinglong were seen.

  Those who plan big things should first pay attention to the structure. In addition to being broad-minded, it is also necessary to be cautious in words and deeds.

   It's ashamed to say that he can achieve today's achievements because he has strictly implemented these two points, with big eyes and little nonsense.

  Of course, the upgrade speed also played the role of icing on the cake, just a little bit, not much.

  The so-called pattern, the key lies in a word of stability. Needless to say, the truth that if you are not careful, you will lose everything. Steady and steady is the kingly way, especially not to be greedy for beauty, which is a taboo.

  Suddenly, a beautiful figure attracted Lu Bei's attention, the beautiful young lady who had met once at the gate of the Heavenly City.

  I didn't see her overnight, but the beauty remained unchanged, and the purple shirt was still so eye-catching. On the other hand, the little black face next to her was slightly hunched, and the moment Lu Bei looked at it intently, the tiger's body trembled.

   "Hehe, that's all."

   Lu Bei laughed subconsciously. He has a friend who also has this problem.

   "Let's go!"

  Lu Bei waved his hand, asked Shi Wuchang to open the way ahead with the ink token, and called Tu Yuan to come forward and follow behind Taoist Zhunti side by side.

  There is something about the beauty in the purple shirt that he is very concerned about. He can't explain it clearly, he can't describe it, he only knows that it is very important.

  According to the experience of working in the field in the past, this is called chance, if you are more courageous, maybe she is Suzaku.

  Shi Wuchang got the order, threw the ink token to a blood guard, and immediately followed behind him.

  The moment he walked into the portal, Lu Bei raised his hand to hold Tu Yuan's shoulder, in case the portal's built-in random teleportation function caused him to lose contact with his most important teammates.

   Really lost contact.

  Lu Bei stepped into the portal, Shi Wuchang and the seven blood guards left randomly, leaving only Tu Yuan, Zhun Ti, and the three masked blood guards.

   Lu Bei didn't have the time to pay attention to these things. The scene in front of him made him frown, and he had a sense of foreboding.

  Dense fog, inexhaustible dense fog.

   The scene of deja vu is so similar to the sea of ​​mist.

  Behind the sea of ​​mist is the Continent of Immortal Mansion, the place where the Xiongchu ancient family originated, and the incomparable extraterritorial celestial demon reincarnation heart is sealed.

  Lu Bei still remembers the other party's arrogant self-declaration of his family. This seat is the reincarnation heart, in charge of the six prisons of reincarnation in the Heavenly Demon Realm, and ranks seventh among the thirty-six heart spirits in the Demon Realm Heavenly Demon Palace.

  Because of being punched twice by him, it is almost equivalent to having skin-to-skin relationship with him. Lu Nan thought it was dirty and disposed of it as garbage.

   "Could it be that there are also extraterrestrial demons here?"

  The heavy magic mist can't see your fingers, and it has a strange effect of isolating spiritual thoughts. Lu Bei subconsciously took out the Longevity Seal to clear the way, pondered for a moment, and decided to take a look first.

   For a long time, Lu Bei didn't understand the seal of longevity. This thing is the inheritance token of the Longevity Gate of Gudeng Island, and it can be freely blocked by the fog.

  Longevity Sect has the master's order to suppress demons outside the territory. It is not surprising that the inherited magic weapon has this effect. Everyone has to leave a retreat for themselves.

   What's strange is that, according to Dragon King Ao Yi, after breaking the seal, Samsara Heart Venerable tried every means to find it, but when he couldn't find it, he took his anger on Ao Yi.

  At that time, Samsara Xinzun could pass through the sea of ​​mist with his own strength. He obviously had other plans to find the seal of longevity.

  Considering that there is a high possibility of an extraterritorial celestial demon here, and a greater possibility of getting rid of the seal, Lu Bei did not take out the seal of longevity rashly, and pressed Tu Yuan's shoulder to let Zhun open the way ahead of time.

   Zhunti nodded, and slapped the blood guard on the shoulder.

  What are you still doing in a daze, I can't cure the two brothers, and I can't cure you three trash!

  The three blood guards are reticent, their brains have been made stupid by practicing magic skills, they lack a lot of emotion, their expressions are numb like puppets, they only obey Shi Wuchang's orders, and are indifferent to Zhuangti's yelling.

   That's right, you can't cure the three of us!

  Zhunti was furious, and when he heard Lu Bei's moderate cough, his face became serious, and he waved his sleeves to raise a cloud of insects.

  Countless black gravel formed the black wind, whistling and blowing into the white mist, Zhunti didn't know that the dense fog had the miraculous effect of isolating spiritual thoughts, and lost most of the carefully cultivated Gu worms for a while, almost crying out of pain.

   "Why, you can't do this little thing well?" Lu Bei said lightly, and Tu Yuan gritted his teeth at the right time.

  Zhunti trembled, and spat out a palm-sized jade box from his mouth. When he opened it, there was a petrified beetle inside.

  In the sound of Zhunti's chanting, the flying insect broke through the petrified seal, fluttering its wings and emitting a bright blue light, the internal texture of the body can be seen through the body, and there is a glaring red light at the position of the brain or heart.

   Qingrui Zi.

  A specialty of the Far West, from the Black Sand Sea.

   The monsters in the Far West have always been unreasonable, just like the little beetle in front of me, it is not big, but it can eat space and travel freely through the void.

   Tu Yuan knew that Lu Bei didn't have much knowledge, so he decisively transmitted the sound, and dispelled Lu Bei's interest with one sentence.

   This thing eats poop.

  I saw that Zhun took out a porcelain bottle, poured out two mud balls, which were probably sweat pills, and popped them with his fingers and sent them to the beetle.

  The thick fog covered the blue light, but it couldn't stop the strange bright red. Qing Ruizi flew for half an hour, and took several people out of the area covered by the dense fog.

   Into the eyes, the sky was cloudy and cloudy, and thunderstorms roared from time to time, and thunderbolt pillars with a diameter of 100 meters fell from time to time.

  Before Lu Bei and the others stood a scorched black mountain range, piled up with ruins and rocks, and from a distance, undulating shadows could be seen intertwined, extending all the way to the end of the line of sight.

  Tu Yuan floated into the air, with red lines between his brows erected, measuring a radius of about eight thousand miles, which covers a large area, but it is undoubtedly too small for the secret realm.

   And, besides them, no one else was seen.

  Boom!

  A thunderbolt fell, striking directly at the location of Tu Yuan. She clenched her fist and raised it, piercing it with one arm, shattering the thunder and landing firmly on the ground.

  She told Lu Bei through voice transmission that just one thunderbolt has the power to cross three or four stages of tribulation.

   Lu Bei shrugged his shoulders, he was already one with heaven and man, how could Lei come to the door on his own initiative.

  Boom! !

  Glaring bright light suddenly fell without warning, and the target was directed at Lu Bei. In the sudden flash of light, it could be seen that Xiaobailian's face was slightly gloomy.

   Tu Yuan swept across with his arms, breaking the sudden lightning.

  Seeing this scene, without further ado, Zhunti packed up Qingruizi and flew into the air, and was suddenly struck by lightning.

  Simple and honest, he was smoking, and he did not forget to show two rows of white teeth to Lu Bei.

   Proficiency is distressing.

  For a moment, Lu Bei couldn't help but think of the advice of the cheap master, but he was right once, if he didn't know how to live or die, and came to the Far West to gain experience early, he would be the one standing there with grinning teeth.

   Several people marched along the wasteland, and the several thunderstorms were easily eliminated. After a while, they found an opportunity along the induction.

   This is a vast ruins. Due to the lightning strike, the broken walls and ruins are no longer majestic, and the remaining masonry is cracked or scorched everywhere.

  Tu Yuan looked up at the broken wall hundreds of meters high, tilted his head, thinking about how exaggerated the figure of the owner of this place is.

  Lu Bei had seen a similar palace in the Yiliang Secret Realm, and secretly thought that it was true. The secret realms are all fragments of the fairy world, and this place is no exception.

  By analogy, if the Immortal Mansion Continent is a secret realm that has completely unsealed, the Immortal Realm once imprisoned a large number of extraterritorial demons...

   Lu Bei can think of a few reasons for not killing, and the most likely one is not to keep it for the younger generation to recycle for the second time, but to wait for the offer from the Heavenly Demon Realm to redeem people.

  Becoming a fairy and becoming an ancestor is also inevitable business!

   Sorting out the clues, Lu Bei suddenly realized.

The visualization map of Liluan Palace pointed out that it was the Yaozu who exploded the fairy world. Before that, he thought it was unreasonable. The Yaozu is very powerful, but the immortals are not bad. Who doesn't have an old ancestor? powerful.

  Great love is due to a match between the fairy world and the demon realm, both of which were seriously injured, and then the monster race stood up to show off its muscles.

  New problems came, the Immortal Realm exploded, the Heavenly Demon Realm was sealed, and the demon clan that was supposed to be the final winner seemed to be doing well.

Before the appearance of the first demon emperor, the Daxia human race was number one in the world, and the demon race was hammered by the human race, and each flowery and jade-like male and female demon was weighed by the catty. Human monks or nobles did not ride a demon pet under their crotch, and did not go out. Feel free to say hello to someone.

  It wasn't until the collapse of Great Xia overnight, the rise of the first demon emperor in troubled times, and the destruction of all the high-end combat power of the human race, that people, large and small, learned to respect them, and abolished the slave trade in the past.

   This fat beating directly made the human race out of the phobia of the demon emperor, and made Da Xia live a second life.

  Then the demon emperor ushered in a defeat and was put to death by the beauties of the harem.

  Lu Bei rubbed his chin, he couldn't understand, there must be other accidents in between, immortals, demons, and demons all lose, and no one is the winner.

  Just as he was thinking, Zhunti seemed to have discovered something, so he obediently asked for instructions and asked Lu Bei to go and have a look.

   Several people walked forward again, and among the countless ruins, they saw the Buddha statue with only half of its body remaining.

  The Buddha's head was not there, and half of his body was shattered by the thunder. He placed it on the palm between his knees, holding a little cloudy light.

  Like a candle swaying in the wind, it will go out at any moment.

   "Wonderful!"

   Lu Bei secretly praised, stepped forward, and cautiously approached the light.

   But even though he held his breath and focused his attention, and acted lightly and cautiously, the cloudy light was still extinguished when he approached.

   Isn't this annoying!

  Lu Bei was furious, he would not be extinguished sooner or later, but he just waited for him to come.

  Heaven and man have been united for one or two months, how can he endure such grievances, fists with five fingers, and hit the Buddha statue...

   Not willing.

   Pick it up and repair it, the old monk of Xuantian Temple will definitely be willing to pay for it.

  He turned around the Buddha statue, the golden light in his eyes danced, and he saw a few lines of small characters in the Buddha's palm.

  The font is weird, it's neither Daxia's ancient prose nor demon prose, it's just like the magic prose that Tu Yuan is good at.

  The four elements are all empty, and all dharmas belong to the same family,

  Back to dust and unite with consciousness, great compassion and empathy;

   I am empty in proving the law, I am empty in witnessing,

  The wonderful method of Bodhi is just in a dream.

  Lu Bei: (1`1)

  It's the sect, and it's the dust, so what about the little monk here?

   Dare to catch him!

   In just one chapter, I've been listless these past few days, without any obvious symptoms, just feeling weak all over.

  (end of this chapter)

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