Taoist chanting

At the edge of the deep blue pool, Tao Niangzi looked at the little carps scurrying around in the pool through the mist and mist, with a worried look on her face.

Back then, when she was traveling with Master Mo Ye, she passed by this place, and heard that this pool has the opportunity to transform into a dragon.

After thousands of years of silence, when she met a little carp who could talk and please her, it was rare for her to show kindness, so she wanted to give this secret opportunity in the secret realm to the little Ni'er with the blood of a dragon. outsiders.

Unexpectedly, the little carp entered the water, touched the magic formation of Hualongtan, and was trapped in the treacherous water "field", she couldn't get close at all.

The short Mr. Mang appeared on a crooked-neck tree trunk opposite the pool, admiring the embarrassing figure of the little carp being dragged into the water by the whirlpool and then desperately emerging from the water to spit bubbles. Will this little carp drown in Hualong Pond?"

Tao Niangzi said unhappily: "Old monkey, if you continue to speak sarcastic words, I will drag you into the water and drown you first."

For more than three years, she tried her best and wasted several magic weapons, but she couldn't reach the small carp in the water. Her patience was almost exhausted, and her temper was almost on fire. Mr. Mang didn't want to help her but read jokes. How could she not be annoyed? ?

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Manggong hurriedly restrained his laughing expression, changed to a serious expression, and said: "Since my lord has told you that this pond can 'transform dragon', it must be true, there is no doubt about it. In my humble opinion, this little carp may It is due to the poor bloodline of Jiaolong, who needs to endure years of hardships to stimulate the bloodline in his body, so that he can accept the "chance" in the pool, you have good intentions, and you can't blame Guanzhu Zhang for leaving the customs."

The tall and tall old man of Fushan appeared on the steep rock on the right, looked down at the little carp in the water from a high position, and said: "Manggong is right, the peach blossom you gave to the little carp, Tao Niangzi, can save her life. There is no problem with Tanzhong insisting on it for more than 20 or [-] years.”

Hearing what the two big monsters said, Tao Niangzi frowned slightly, she knew the bitterness of doing bad things with good intentions.

After talking for a while, old man Fushan and Duke Mang left separately.

Tao Niangzi glanced downstream, stopped and did not leave immediately.

The unsmiling Wei Jingjie walked along the river meadow, first bowed his hands to Tao Niangzi by the pool, and then carefully observed the little carp struggling to swim in the pool, making sure that the little mud was all right and alive and kicking, saluted again, and returned the same way go.

Don't ask a word of nonsense during the period.

His waist is as straight as a gun, and his back reveals an inexplicable vicissitudes of life.

Tao Niangzi looked at the lonely man who was coming and going, opened her mouth to say something more, thought about it and then forgot, her Tao Niangzi acted right or wrong, can she explain it to others?
The figure disappeared in a flash, and the fragrance of peach blossoms was scattered by the pool.

The water waves were turbulent, and the little carp sank and floated up again, wanting to cry but without tears, a colored light flickered on its forehead occasionally.

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In Tiangan Continent, there are two male sword cultivators walking, one of them is holding a blood-stained white mask, one side is written in ink in running script, "One sword can challenge the world, one sword can sweep the world", and on the other side is written "Invincible at the same level, just seek one defeat" , arrogant and domineering, arrogant and domineering.

They walked and fought all the way, from south to north, from spring to winter.

The Tiangan Continent has a tough atmosphere, and the fourth-tier masters have come out of the city to fight.

Shi Qisheng, the uncrowned king of the Tiangan Continent, a fifth-tier warlock, was alarmed and went to watch the excitement.

One of them took out a jade tablet with the word "Fang" and handed over a letter of worship, saying that he was seeking a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship and had no other intentions.

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In the middle of the vast continent, the new base of Tianchan Stone Temple.

In the secluded Yingbi Mountain, there is an unremarkable lonely cave among the cliffs in the middle of the mountain.

The magic weapon monk sat cross-legged on the futon, the golden mist on his body slowly receding, he opened his eyes, his face as tough as a rock revealed a smug smile, he had been in retreat for less than four years, and successfully advanced to the late stage of the fifth rank.

He wants to strive to be the first sixth-order monk in this world.

His will and unwavering Buddha's heart are his confidence after decades of suffering from evil spirits.

Thinking of the comfort and satisfaction, Fabao laughed out loud, unexpectedly his expression and voice were different from his usual expression and voice, it was slightly gloomy, Fabao's face was stunned, and he suddenly reacted.

"Hey, it's late!"

A dense black air surged from the monk's body, engulfing the golden glow that was about to erupt.

An old voice sounded in the secret room, "Monk, this old man has already said that your Buddha-nature is impure and murderous, you are competitive and have demons in your heart, and you are a good seed for cultivating demons. This old man borrowed your Buddha-heart to plant demons." For ten years, you didn't realize it, but instead blindly pursued your best efforts and did not cultivate merit and karma. This old man has already helped you to improve your cultivation smoothly, and your vajra body is just borrowed for this old man to cultivate the vajra sky demon body."

The black air surged, and gradually devoured and assimilated the remaining golden light from the outside to the inside.

The Buddha consciousness of the magic weapon struggled and resisted violently. Facing the boundless darkness, he was in despair. He should listen to the advice of Senior Brother Fayuan, spend more time reading Buddhist scriptures, cleanse his bad karma, eliminate the influence of demonic energy on him, and stabilize his state of mind. Don't rush to improve your cultivation.

What are you doing to fight for the false name of number one?

"Monk, you have no chance. The time I suffered a serious injury four years ago was your last chance. It's a pity that you didn't grasp it. Resign yourself to your fate. The obsession in your heart can't be realized, this old man will help you complete it easily." , It’s all the rage; once a thought dies, the flowers are like a brocade’, what’s the number one in the world, all the creatures in the world are the old man’s plate, and I can eat whoever I want, hahaha.”

"I... will die with you!"

The magic weapon monk screamed and swelled the separated golden aura, this body was originally his, and it was easier for him to snatch it than the head of the demon, even a moment was enough.

His vajra body, which was hardened by treasures, has no other way to destroy it in a short time except self-detonation.

Too strong is not a good thing sometimes.

"Give this old man... loose!"

The devil shouted, he managed to grab the body, and he can let the magic weapon damage it?However, when he dispelled the vajra power that the monk forcibly gathered, he found that the remnant soul of the monk suddenly disappeared.

"Monk, how long can you hide? With such a big body, the old man will find your remnant soul sooner or later. I advise you to obediently accept the old man's fusion. It can save you the last dignity and let you have a trace of reincarnation." .”

The magic sound is full of temptation, and it resounds in the secret room.

Unexpectedly, Monk Wu, who was struggling hard, would also plan insidiously, hiding some of the remnants of his soul.

The devil swelled his body with demon energy, and said with a sneer: "Monk, no one can save you this time. The old man swallowed so many monks and learned a lot of information. You can rest assured and wait to be found out to accept integration, ten or twenty years, I can afford to wait."

The last time he left the body of the magic weapon, he planted demonic thoughts in the Buddha's heart of the magic weapon, and eventually grew into a heart demon that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

He really could afford to wait, and didn't worry about being disturbed by monks coming to his door.

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