People sit in the southern sky and watch the ages

Chapter 224
Seeing Huang Yunlian appearing in battle, the leftist monsters murmured inwardly, is Taoist Changqing really at the end of his rope?

This fight will be the first battle, the most important.

There are two reasons. First, the person who invites the battle first is easy to be seen by the opponent and targeted.

Second, the success or failure of the first battle is related to the morale afterwards.

And the stunning woman who came out in front of me, who claimed to be Li Changqing's maid, seems to have not entered the third floor, right?

The real person in Zifu, the third floor, blends the inner and outer worlds, and interacts with the laws of the surrounding world, which is very obvious in the eyes of high-level practitioners.

Behind Ao Zhen, who was above the main seat, appeared a half-hidden dragon head and human figure in the void. The dragon's eyes were bright, like layers of azure waves.

Jiunan Daoist escaped from the catastrophe of the disappearance of luck, with his own Yangshen as the core, Dao marks as the skeleton, and supernatural powers as the flesh, to re-give a new 'body', which is the real body of Faxiang. Fetus, half a step into the wonderland of fairyland.

"It's only the second floor, but it's weird. It seems to be one of the nine disasters and ten disasters."

As the True Lord of the Three Calamities, Ao Zhen's judgment is still convincing.

Hearing the mirage of life and death on the second floor, the expressions of the leftist monsters changed slightly, and the atmosphere seemed to become a little fiery all of a sudden.

"It's really a waste to leave such a good appearance to Taoist Changqing. Why don't you let me accept it and train it slowly."

Miaoyin from the Hehuan Sect smiled and said, looking around at the leftist monsters, "Why don't you let me join the Hehuan Sect for this first battle?"

Her voice is delicate, like the soft words of a sympathizer. Although most of the people here are hard-hearted, cruel and merciless, they still have a sense of identity from the heart when they hear Miaoyin's plea.

The Acacia Sect is an outlier of the Nine Ways, if it only practices the method of accompaniment between men and women, how can it hold a firm position.

They take the male genitals as the exterior, and all sentient beings in the world as the interior.

The real magic method of rejoicing, all sentient beings, like my incarnation, go to bliss together and cross the sea of ​​suffering, is a first-class heresy method.

"Miaoyin, I've been looking for the Life and Death Mirage in Baigu Mountain for a long time, and I want this thing."

A flat voice came from the first place on the left of Ao Zhen.

His voice was like a spring of ice, easily suppressing the fire of desire sparked by Miaoyin.

The opponent was wearing a black robe with a hood, which covered most of his body, only his cheeks withered like a skeleton were exposed, and two jet-black flames danced around his pupils.

"The Man with the Dry Bones."

Miaoyin glanced at the other party with fear, most of the leftist monsters who came here today are real people from the Zifu who have condensed the Yang God.

And she is most afraid of this person.

Baigushan follows the path of equality of all beings and death of all things, and the skeletons are also the most restrained exercises of the Acacia sect.

Ao Zhen patted the armrest, "It's better to play with the bones in this battle."

As the True Monarch of the Three Calamities, although he couldn't fully see through Huang Yunlian at this time, he had an intuitive feeling for some of the legal principles displayed by Huang Yunlian. Under the other's peerless appearance, there seemed to be some kind of extinction hidden.

If you let Miaoyin make a move, I'm afraid it will be restrained. To be on the safe side, it's better to make a move with the dry bones who also practice the meaning of nirvana.

"Thank you, Dragon Lord."

Master Withered Bones thanked Ao Zhen.

White bones gushed out of the void like a waterfall, and a bone altar was built, and the Venerable Master with withered bones fell into the gap between the two large formations, facing Huang Yunlian from a distance.

After appearing on the stage, Master Withered Bones didn't talk nonsense. He agitated his sleeve robe, and a string of twelve bone rosary beads flew out, combining with various bones on the altar, forming twelve nine-foot-tall bone demon gods in a short while. After these demon gods appeared , and the death energy between the heaven and the earth, the calamity energy is connected with each other, just like the real person in the Zifu, every move can arouse the power of the heaven and the earth.

Ao Zhen, who was watching the battle, explained with a light smile, "I didn't expect that the dead bones had been practiced into the 'Twelve Bone Physiques' of Baigu Mountain. It is really a formidable future generation. However, the emperor's phase was only replaced by the skeleton of a prince, which is still somewhat incomplete. The place."

Leftist demons set their sights on the twelve white bone demon gods, only to realize that they are all different, there are babies with heads as big as their bodies, old men with hunched backs, mighty generals, and kings who are not angry and majestic. The auras of a Bone Demon God are all different, but they are intertwined with each other, as if deducing the terrifying legal principle that all living beings are equal and all things are mortal.

The twelve bone demon statues were like the embryonic form of a formation, killing Huang Yunlian with an aura of death and extinction.

He didn't use Zifu to envelop Huang Yunlian rashly, he used the greatest advantage of Zifu Daoist, because he was afraid of the lightning method that Taoist Changqing had used several times.

That kind of thunder method seems to be specially designed to restrain the half-empty and half-real legal space of the Zifu, but Li Changqing made several shots and quickly ended the battle, and when he killed Aoye, he showed some clues, so the dry bone used it first Bone Demon God's temptation.

"Good treasure!"

Huang Yunlian's eyes lit up when she saw the twelve bone demon statues.

Baigushan has been looking for the mirage of life and death, which shows that the principles of the two can complement each other. For Master Kugu, Huang Yunlian is an opportunity, and it is the same for Huang Yunlian.

A bright silver copper coin flew out of her hand. The four-color auspicious cloud as the wings of the copper coin easily penetrated the terrifying legal principles composed of twelve bone demon gods, and landed on the statue of the bone demon god.

A golden and jade-like precious light directly penetrated the dharma and acted on the essence of the Bone Demon God Statue's twelve bone beads.

Bone figures of different shapes collapsed suddenly, and before they had time to use their supernatural powers to change, the copper coin dragged the twelve bone beads and flew back into Huang Yunlian's hands.

Ao Zhen chuckled and froze on his face, and the leftist demons around him looked terrified in their eyes.

Magical artifacts and spiritual treasures are the most important means for practitioners to protect their way. The Twelve White Bone Beads of Master Withering Bones were easily collected by the other party without any struggle. What is that rare treasure in the shape of copper coins? Heard a little rumor?
"How dare a lowly maidservant!"

Withered Bones was frightened and furious, seeing that his natal magic weapon was about to be taken into Huang Yunlian's hands, he had to act hastily.

A little bit of dark purple mansion expanded from behind the dead bones, as if falling from an infinite height. Countless white bones blended like a torrent of heaven and earth rules around it, instantly spreading its own law, ignoring the space distance, directly covering Huang Yunlian.

The aura of decay, death, and decay rushed in, and even the vitality of the world turned into a visible gray-white, washing away all the principles encountered.

Facing the long river of bones in front of her, Huang Yunlian was not afraid at all. A pure white lotus grew from her feet like a small boat, carrying her on the long river of bones without any danger of sinking.

At the same time, the rhizome of the lotus flower grows, rooted in the long river of bones, and the lotus petals stretch out, becoming more and more coquettish, with a bit of agility.

"Lifeless bone lotus! And it has cultivated spirituality?!"

The dim flames in the eyes of the withered bones danced, suppressing the anger in his heart, his expression became more serious, "Did you kill Master Liansheng?"

The Wusheng Baigulian and the Eighteen White Bone Beads are the unique magic weapon of Baigu Mountain, and the real Liansheng is another Zifu real person of Baigu Mountain, but there was no news during a trip to the underworld five years ago.

Wusheng Baigulian appeared in the hands of Huang Yunlian, who claimed to be Li Changqing's maid.

And this also shows that Li Changqing is not acting as a "lonely man", but a direct descendant cultivated secretly by a hidden force, but which force is so powerful that no one in the world has heard of it?
Huang Yunlian didn't answer, she didn't know the so-called real person Liansheng at all, because this white bone lotus was in line with her Taoism, so the master specially gave it to fight today.

"All living beings are suffering, and the world of mortals is sinking. If you don't see the Tathagata, you will not be free."

Huang Yunlian clasped her palms together, her eyes drooped, and her pure white skirt fluttered on the white bone lotus, like a solemn and solemn statue of a compassionate Bodhisattva in a temple. The more pure she became, the less dirty she was, and the filth in her body flowed out naturally.

Streams of turbid, indistinguishable mud continuously dripped from Huang Yunlian's body, following the lifeless bone lotus, eroding the dead bones in reverse and setting off a long river of bones.

"This is the 'Red Dust Arhat Method' of the ghost monk in the Huangyun Mountains. How could she do it?"

A leftist demon said in surprise, the ghost monk's mortal arhat method pollutes the world with his own filth, leaving himself pure and free.

This method of heresy is as great as loyalty, and it is a model of the return of the positive to the negative.

The more evil the practitioner is and the more the world is polluted, the purer the golden body of Arhat that he has achieved will be closer to the law of the world. Therefore, after the ghost monk learned this method and was discovered by the Bodhi Temple, he immediately escaped from the temple and hid in Huang Yun. Among the mountains.

"The ghost monk in the Huangyun Mountains was killed by Taoist Changqing some time ago, so this method naturally fell into his hands."

Ao Lie snorted coldly.

The leftist monster who spoke just now nodded and said, "That ghost monk doesn't seem to have any will. Not only did he let the other party kill him, but he even tortured his own practice. No wonder he couldn't stand the temptation and was kicked out of the Bodhi Temple."

His eyes fell on the battlefield in the distance, and he saw the red dust and sludge dripping from Huang Yunlian's body continuously, like the source of pollution in the world, constantly eroding the long river of bones, and there was a tendency to overwhelm the dead bones, the real Yang God, for a while.

"However, the Taoist Changqing claimed to be a virtuous person, but he didn't expect the other party to raise such a monstrous monster. Let's see how he will explain to those righteous people after today."

The eyes of the leftist monsters around were mixed with shock and disillusionment, and then they couldn't help but put on a mocking smile on their faces.

In the body of a mortal arhat, the more filthy the origin of the world is, the more powerful he becomes. The life-and-death mirage in front of him is only the second floor. The massacre of ten thousand people is far inferior.

However, the battle situation in front of him has indeed become a little simple and blurred.

The magic weapon of Master Withered Bones was first taken away by the opponent with a secret treasure, and then the opponent used the magic weapon of Mount of White Bone to resist Master of Withered Bones' "Bone Torrent" supernatural power.

The magic weapon that bred spirituality is similar to the strength of the Zifu real person who condensed the Yang God. They are only one step away from the Nine Difficulties. Combined with Huang Yunlian's accumulation of mortal mud from nowhere, there is a bit of a chance of victory. No wonder the other party Dare to be the first to go out and invite the battle.

However, if the other party thinks that such a real person from Zifu who can beat Baigu Mountain in this way is very wrong, if a cultivator of heretical ways does not have some housekeeping skills, anyone who can practice to the realm of Zifu under the encirclement and suppression of the righteous way in the world.

In the battlefield, the figure of Master Withered Bones suddenly swelled, and bones like white jade pillars pierced through the black robe, embracing the half-empty and half-solid space of the Zifu behind him, turning into a giant no less than a torrent of white bones ', a bit of Yangshen's fire danced nimbly at the core of the bone giant, supporting the entire giant's actions.

After becoming the Yang God, the real person in Zifu can abandon the mortal womb, and the Yang God can enter and exit Yin and Yang without hindrance.

But the vast majority of Zifu real people will not directly abandon their physical skins at this stage. After all, they will have to deal with the catastrophe of all nine disasters and luck, and it is naturally good to have more protection.

Only when the Nine Difficulties are really overcome and the dharma form is condensed, will the Yang God completely break away from the flesh and skin.

But Master Withering Bones found another way, fused his own body with the Purple Mansion, and condensed a terrifying bone god and demon, which has a bit of the power of the Dharma. He spread his palms, and his five fingers fell like mountains, intertwined with Dharma principles, blocking yin and yang.

At the same time, he stomped his right foot, and the torrent of bones under his feet became more turbulent. Even though he was still restrained by the red dust and mud, it also restrained the bone lotus under Huang Yunlian's feet.

Facing the monstrous giant palm that was grabbing at her, Huang Yunlian opened her lowered eyes, the black and white light of life and death floated, and directly reflected on the withered bone altar, "looking down" at the tall bone giant, said in a low voice, "Life and death are impermanent, and come to the end." .”

Her voice was hollow and distant, like the sound of an evening drum sounding in an ancient temple.

As night falls, all magic dies.

The originally fair skin withered away inch by inch, exposing nine deep acupuncture points, like the Nine Netherworld, pressing down layer by layer, and the method of one encountered collapsed and dissipated into the original invisible state.

Life and death are impermanent, returning to the end.

Master Withered Bones saw the rotting and withered Huang Yunlian standing upright to the sky, and he was not afraid at all. Instead, he expressed ecstasy, "You took the phantom of impermanence and impermanence as the core, and shattered the pure glass Bodhisattva body. Abnormally terrifying, directly imprinted into the Lingtai, making it impossible for the real people in the Zifu to avoid it."

"I'm afraid there are very few real people in the Zifu who can block your supernatural powers, but you seem to have forgotten who you are facing!"

Faced with the true meaning of the end raging on the Lingtai, the Yang God of the Withering Bones transformed into a strange gray-white, with madness and joy intertwined in his eyes. For them, the most perfect true meaning is of course the end, return to the ruins, and the cave.

However, the vast majority of practitioners in Baigushan can only use death, decay, and decay as a substitute. Today, it is not only his opportunity to seize this life-and-death mirage, but also his opportunity to achieve his own way.

The Yang God of the Dry Bones melted little by little in the will of the end, and at the same time, the dharma in his body strangely began to turn to the end, adapting to the end of the way where time and space do not exist and all dharmas disappear.

In the real world, there was a cracking sound, and even the Three Calamities True Monarch Ao Zhen was terrified when he heard this sound.

The wonderful voice of the Hehuan Sect trembled, "The Purple Mansion of Withered Bones is broken!"

Everyone heard the sound and looked, only to see that the giant white bone demon transformed from dry bones was vast and boundless, as if in the abdominal cavity of countless corpses, a black crack that pierced the sky and the earth emerged. The great horror is unspeakably bred.

Dead bones?

Ao Zhen suddenly sat on the main seat and laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that the dead bones would be blessed by misfortune, and they would condense into a final dao mark. There is no suspense in this battle."

(End of this chapter)