Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 109
Three Meng Fusheng?Who is true and who is false?
Or, are they all fake?
Xu Zhuang frowned, and looked inside his mind. There was a clear spirit flowing back and forth between Mingzun Xiangpei and himself, obviously he was not disturbed by the outside world.

It must be known that Gangyun, a second-level monk of Yuanying, is the embryonic form of Qingyun formed by Daoist Yuanshen, and it is not a simple vision.

After cultivating the Gangyun, the Yuanying monk can hide the magic weapon and magic treasure in the Gangyun. It is not a life-and-death practice, but just using the Gangyun to store the magic weapon, linking the prohibition, which is equivalent to the continuous sacrifice day and night. Drive the magic weapon and magic weapon to make it easy to reach the state of commanding by the arm.

At the same time, being sacrificed day and night by the most original power of the Nascent Soul cultivator is also beneficial to the magic weapon, and it is easier to make the magic weapon produce spirituality and promote the magic weapon.

Therefore, when a Nascent Soul cultivator breaks through from the first level to the second level, the increase in mana is not as good as crossing the big level, and it doubles, but the improvement of Taoism and magic tools is not trivial.

Of course, the Taoism that Gang Yun can refine and the magic tools he can cultivate are not endless, and it depends on the strength of the monk's original strength, which is also very different.

Naturally, with Xu Zhuang's foundation, the Taoism that he cultivated in Gangyun now does not feel the shackles at all, not to mention that Xu Zhuang has always focused on cultivation and Taoism. Not many pieces.

The Taiyihong lightsaber has not yet been tamed, and has not been put into the Gangyun. The Ming Zun Xiang Xiangxiang is the only magic weapon on Xu Zhuang's body. Apart from this, there is only one Ziqixia robe that can be used. Xu Zhuang received Gang Yun's two treasures.

So now Mingzun Xiangpei can say that he is always guarding Xu Zhuang's mind, and the scene in front of him is by no means an illusion born by himself.

So the three Meng Fusheng, or at least the two Meng Fusheng in front of me, are all real?

Xu Zhuang pondered for a while, and suddenly he put on the statue of Ming Zun, and the bright light of exorcising demons shone out, and swept Meng Fusheng beside him.

Meng Fusheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, and then asked suspiciously, "Master Uncle, what is this?"

Xu Zhuang said calmly: "It's nothing." Then he shone the bright light down, and Meng Fusheng on the ground saw that the bright light seemed harmless, so he didn't try to avoid it, let the bright light shine on his body, but twisted his body a little uncomfortable , frowned and said, "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Xu Zhuang's eyes flashed, he put away the precious light, turned his head and said to Meng Fusheng beside him: "It's just a little investigation."

Meng Fusheng nodded and asked: "I don't know how the master will deal with this son?"

Xu Zhuang asked back: "What about the nephew's opinion?"

Meng Fusheng frowned, and said: "This person has opposed me many times, in my nephew's opinion, I should kill him and then hurry up."

Xu Zhuang laughed lightly, and replied: "My nephew has been trapped for too long, and my hostility has increased, but I need to guard my mind."

Meng Fusheng was taken aback, pondered for a moment, and replied: "Yes."

Xu Zhuang nodded slightly, and stopped talking nonsense. With a snap of his fingers, a yellow talisman fell on the ground on Meng Fusheng's head. Can't move.

After performing the operation, Xu Zhuang said: "This person will be detained for the time being. With me here, no accidents will happen."

Meng Fusheng responded respectfully, Xu Zhuang said again: "Martial nephew continue to lead the way, let's go to the place carved on the wall first, if we can meet the rest of the people, then we can take care of it, if he doesn't come, let me watch it Some way of doing that."

Meng Fusheng didn't seem to doubt it at all, so he cupped his hands in response, and fled forward again.

Xu Zhuang picked up Meng Fusheng who was arrested on the ground, and followed him quietly.

Now that this is the case, Xu Zhuang will naturally know that Meng Fusheng is very weird, but Xu Zhuang is so bold and brave, but unexpectedly he is walking with him, not to mention one Meng Fusheng, he can handle as many more.

The two walked through the Bronze Palace, but this time they did not meet the remaining 'Meng Fusheng', and soon passed through a short passageway, and then they entered a large hall with an extremely large area.

Meng Fusheng fled straight to the hall, not long after, he suddenly felt that Xu Zhuang didn't follow, but after entering the hall, he dispersed his escape light, and then turned back.

Xu Zhuang stopped, looked at the hall leisurely, and shook his head dumbly.

This hall can be called magnificent, and the relief murals are also very exquisite, but every detail reflects the depiction of the number 'three', and even the pillars in the hall are not the same as the customary system.

Xu Zhuang was not far away, one was facing the corridor, about the thickness of four or five people surrounded by it, the huge bronze pillar on the top of the top blocked his way, and he went over this pillar to go forward, the sides on both sides were the same as those beside him. The pillars are just like cloth with three legs.

After that, he could see the deepest wall carving at a glance. Before Meng Fusheng could speak, Xu Zhuang had already set his eyes on the wall carving.

The so-called writing is born for recording and expressing. In Xu Zhuang's natural memory, the writing produced in different regions can be said to be very different, but in the Xuanhuang Realm, the writing is uniformly derived from the Taoist law came out, so there is no such thing as one country and one article.

Perhaps it's all because of the Taoism's rule of the world. Although there are differences between the characters in the Tianpu world and the Xuanhuang world, they can barely be distinguished, and they are all inherited from the Taoist law.

But the writing on the bronze wall engraving is neither Tianpu characters, nor Xuanhuang characters, nor Daoist Dharma scriptures, but another system of odd-shaped characters.

As I said before, writing is for recording and expressing. For a high-level monk like Xu Zhuang, it is not difficult to guess the content even if it is an unknown writing. Go, each character seems to have countless meanings, and the whole text seems to explain countless mysteries in just a few dozen characters, but it is completely smoothed out, but it is very natural to understand the meaning.

In this way, a Taoism emerged from Xu Zhuang's heart.

Xu Zhuang frowned, called Meng Fusheng and said, "Nephew Meng, let me ask you, you answer me honestly."

Meng Fusheng said: "Uncle, please tell me."

Xu Zhuang said: "What kind of Taoism did you comprehend from this wall carving?"

This question seems to have really caught Meng Fusheng. He pondered for a long time, with obvious doubts in his eyes: "Is... what kind of Taoism?"

Xu Zhuang shook his head, knowing that he was insane, so he couldn't ask anything.

The Dharma door he obtained from the wall carvings is called the "Three-Yuan Elephant Body Dafa", which is a practice of one general and one body, which is divided into three-element Qimen Taoism.

This method divides one's cultivation base into three elements. At the beginning, each of the three elements has only one-third of the mana. It's really not that powerful. But with practice, the three elements are perfect, and gradually they can be cultivated to the same level as the original mana. level, until this time, a strange supernatural power will be born.

That is to say, no matter whether a practitioner is refining alchemy, practicing Taoism, or simply fighting with others, after the "one yuan" is consumed, he can "put away" it, and "move" another yuan for use, so It can be regarded as the recovery of mana, after one yuan is exhausted, there will be another one yuan, that is to say, except that the mana that can be used for it for a while remains unchanged, it is equivalent to three times the mana.

Such a method is indeed very powerful, but it seems to be a little bit different from Xu Zhuang's conjecture, but it is actually a thousand miles away.

Xu Zhuang originally guessed that Meng Fusheng realized the technique of doppelganger and distraction from the wall carvings, and he cultivated himself into this appearance because of a mistake in his practice. It is impossible to be disturbed by demons.

However, if Meng Fusheng practiced the Three-Yuan Elephant-Body Dafa, if something went wrong, he would be seriously injured, or his cultivation base would be greatly damaged, or even fall away.

Xu Zhuang frowned, and carefully pondered the engravings on the wall. There are indeed many mysteries contained in this short text. The more Xu Zhuang read it, the deeper his understanding of "Three-Yuan Elephant Body Dafa", and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration , Thinking: If so, it is not impossible.

After figuring out the joints, Xu Zhuang suddenly came up with a lot of ideas, compared with the "Three Elements Elephant Body Dafa" after several calculations, he came to a conclusion immediately, and murmured: "So that's how it is."

Meng Fusheng questioned: "Uncle Shi, can you see any clues?"

Xu Zhuang smiled softly, turned around, but said: "Let me see again."

Meng Fusheng was waiting for a response, but he saw Xu Zhuang closed his eyes slightly, and opened them immediately, a pair of Dharma eyes shot out two invisible divine lights, sweeping towards him, and looked at him from top to bottom without missing an inch. Fan.

Meng Fusheng felt a little uncomfortable and said: "Uncle Shi, although you respect the elder, you shouldn't peep at my nephew like this."

Xu Zhuang didn't answer, instead, he looked deeper and deeper, and finally realized that Meng Fusheng's figure was really not real, but just a ball of vitality that was too lifelike.

Xu Zhuang smiled slightly, and replied: "Nephew, don't worry, I already know your crux."

A gloomy look appeared on Meng Fusheng's face, and he said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with my nephew? It seems abnormal to observe my uncle's behavior for me."

Xu Zhuang saw that his tone was getting angry, but he didn't feel annoyed, and said calmly: "I have already said, my nephew has been trapped for too long, and his hostility has increased. If it weren't for this, how could he be disturbed by the invisible demon!"

Meng Fusheng was slightly taken aback, frowned, seemed to have thought for a moment, then put it away, and was about to speak, but saw a yellow talisman in Xu Zhuang's hand, and stuck it on his head, immediately like that other Named Meng Fusheng, unable to move.

Xu Zhuang said leisurely: "Master and nephew, don't be impatient." He took out a clean bottle from his sleeve, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then bit his fingertips, and wrote a row of crooked words on the bottle with his blood. It didn't take long for the writing to be full, all over the bottle, like spring worms and autumn snakes.

After writing the words on the clean bottle, Xu Zhuang nodded secretly, took the clean bottle in his hand, but his face became serious, he straightened his clothes slightly, and took a low drink!On the top of the zenith, there is an ethereal, multi-colored cloud that rises to the void, and its brilliance shines!

Faintly, a majestic aura overflowed from nowhere. In this bronze hall, there was no dust and no stones, but the sound of shuttles came from nowhere. After a while, it seemed to shake faintly.

If there are outsiders here, they will be surprised to find that although there is no form, there is boundless magic power rushing through the void, rolling along the corridor in all directions, without missing a single bit.

For the first time since Xu Zhuanglian became Yuanying, he fully exerted his magic power and swept across the entire bronze palace, which was vast but extremely empty. Almost instantly, he found what he was looking for.

Xu Zhuang didn't rush, he pinched the formula, and with the help of the Five Elements Escape Technique, a young monk sitting cross-legged, with a stiff body, landed in front of Xu Zhuang, it wasn't Meng Fusheng, who was it?
All of a sudden, there were three Meng Fusheng in the main hall, all of them were stiff and motionless, the difference was that two of them were imprisoned by Xu Zhuang, but the one in front of him was as dead as a person, with a pale complexion , bloodless, if there is still a breath left, it can almost be pronounced dead.

Xu Zhuang took a look again and found that it was no longer the same as before, with no substance, but a body of flesh and blood, but there was no soul in the body, let alone power, it was completely empty.

"Sure enough." Xu Zhuang was not surprised but pleased, instead he clapped his hands and laughed, "It's an unplanned achievement, no effort! The invisible demon has entered my trap!"

It turned out that Xu Zhuang had [-] or [-] confidences. Meng Fusheng's mind was disturbed by an invisible demon. He made a mistake while practicing the "Three Elements Elephant Body Dafa". , divided into three 'Meng Fusheng'.

That is to say, the three Meng Fusheng are not the real body, and they are all real. It is just that Meng Fusheng's mana is separated from the body.

Now that Meng Fusheng's body is found by him, it proves that his conjecture is correct. If so, there is still hope. After all, Meng Fusheng is a disciple of Senior Brother Daochen. It was easily taken by the demon, if it was true, it wouldn't be so long in a daze.

Next, all you need to do is find Meng Fusheng's last dharma body and eradicate the demon in one fell swoop.

This matter is not difficult, Xu Zhuang captured Meng Fusheng's body and made such a big commotion, but unexpectedly he did not come to investigate.

Xu Zhuang leisurely channeled his magic power, and the gang cloud on the top suddenly gave birth to five-color brilliance, which circulated endlessly. He pinched the law in his hand and pointed to the corridor.

Rumble!In the tunnel, there was a series of shocks suddenly, and it turned out that the bronze walls on both sides, under Xu Zhuang's five-element escapism, suddenly closed up, and as the entire tunnel closed, immediately forced the people hidden in the tunnel to enter. In the hall.

The one who came was naturally Meng Fusheng.

Forced into the hall, Meng Fusheng showed fear, and said slowly: "Who is your Excellency?"

Xu Zhuang smiled and said: "Nephew Meng, don't worry, you'll find out later." But suddenly shouted: "Little demon, I thought I could hide under Xu's nose!"

Previously, he used the image of a bright statue to test him, thinking that Meng Fusheng was transformed by a demon, and he didn't succeed, so he let it go, but now he realized that Meng Fusheng was infected by an invisible demon, so why didn't he know that it was under his nose?Therefore, Meng Fusheng's physical body was captured, and the last dharma body was attracted, and his demon stains were eradicated in one fell swoop.

At this time, the time has come, Xu Zhuang raised his arm and pointed at the cloud, and the statue of Mingzun rose from it, like the sun shining brightly, and the bright light of expelling demons plowed across the hall in an instant.

Just for a moment, several Meng Fusheng were startled one after another, an invisible filth rose into the sky, followed by an inexplicable scream, and the three Meng Fusheng suddenly collapsed, even Xu Zhuang Mingzun was slightly shocked, and the demon-dispelling light flashed Stop, the invisible filth rushed towards Xu Zhuang.

"Heavenly Demon is in chaos, it really doesn't know how to live or die." Xu Zhuang shook his head, but showed the clean bottle in his hand, and said lightly: "Take it!"

This clean bottle was precisely refined by him by capturing the invisible heavenly magic door in "Yuan Zun's Preaching and Demon Refining Sutra", how could he allow it to escape, and with a whoosh sound, he sucked the invisible filth into it and suppressed it.

　Written in a pile.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)