Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

"Are all the people in your Doubu so brave? Doesn't he know that Huangmei has already achieved the state of Daluo? How dare a True Immortal go against Daluo? Whose general is this!"

Tianpeng’s eyes widened into a circle, and he pointed his stubby fingers at Zuo Qianhu and looked at Chi You in disbelief.

Chi You frowned, and under Tian Peng's shocked gaze, he drew out his Tiger Soul Sword. He flicked his cloak backwards, and millions of demon shadows appeared faintly behind him.

These demons deployed their troops behind Chi You. Chi You was surrounded by dark demonic fog, in which millions of demons hovered, blessing Chi You with their own magic power.

Chi You was completely hidden in the black fog, only two rays of blood-red divine light shot out from his pupils, shooting several feet away.

The demon in the black fog opened its mouth and let out a silent scream.
These armored corpses transformed into demons have the ability to confuse people's minds. Several great craftsmen of the Tiangong Temple and mad scientists analyzed the audio particle bands emitted by these demons.

They joined forces with the Tianyi Palace to create a special biological weapon, a flesh trumpet that parasitizes the mouths of these demons. This special spore was cultivated by the Tianyi Palace's top biological laboratory according to the requirements of the Tiangong Palace.

It can increase the power and range of the "demonic sounds" of these demons several times!
This devilish sound is more like a resonance wave than a sound. It does not enter through the ears, but goes straight through the soul.

Tianpeng was close to him, and he felt as if someone was calling his name, and his heart was shaken.
When the dark devil fog came, Tian Peng only smelled a little bit and felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

He cursed in alarm and barely cast a spell to calm his soul and break the poison barrier. Just as Tianpeng broke through the black fog, the Tiger Soul Blade in Chi You's hand had already been unsheathed.

"Crazy, really crazy, the subordinates of this great celestial master are all a bunch of fearless lunatics"

Tianpeng jumped up and down, but his hands did not stop. He walked through the Yu Bu Tian Gang, made hand gestures and chanted spells. An invisible force was bestowed on Chi You, and a layer of invisible armor was piled up for him.

Feeling the invisible force enveloping him, Chi You turned around and glanced at Tian Peng in surprise.

There was no one above the auspicious cloud except Pei Qianhu. After Tianpeng cast the spell, he disappeared again.

"What are you looking at? If I wasn't afraid that you would be beaten to death by Huangmei and that would affect me, Old Pig, I would never have cast this magic spell." Tianpeng muttered to himself.

One for one above the immortal, I am invincible below the immortal.

This saying is used to describe Zuo Qianhu, and he deserves it. In the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" where demons are rampant, Zuo Qianhu, with the body of a mortal, dared to slay the demon like Cihang Pudu. It can be said that his will is strong and he is brave.

After seeing Huang Mei's hesitation, he decisively drew his knife.

The five goose-feather swords of Zuo Qianhu all came from the Tiangong Hall. They were top-notch immortal weapons made by master craftsmen using countless natural treasures.

Over the past hundred years in Heaven, Zuo Qianhu has been refining these five swords with the starlight from the sky every day, further increasing the power of the swords to a higher level.

Zuo Qianhu had been practicing in the Zhoutian Xingdou Array for a hundred years, and his magic power had increased by more than ten thousand years compared to when he first came to this world. When he made this move, the man and the sword combined, the momentum was extremely huge.

Even the Golden Immortal and the Demon Saint would not dare to underestimate this attack. Although they are both Thousand Households of Heaven, Thousand Households Zuo is much stronger than Thousand Households Pei.

If it was Captain Zuo who faced off against the old wolf Dongguo, even if he was defeated, he would have been confident that he could kill half of the old wolf.

The five goose-feather swords turned into five streaks of cold light and chopped towards Huang Meibian's head. The sword light chopped and twisted, thousands of sparks flew everywhere, and then the sword light directly dissipated.
"What are you doing?" Huang Mei seemed a little confused and looked at Zuo Qianhu in disbelief, as if he didn't understand where the little general in front of him got the courage to swing his sword at him.

Don’t think that Huang Mei’s golden body looks weak in front of Tang Song, and can’t even take a punch, but don’t forget who Tang Song is—Yanfu, the emperor of the two worlds outside the domain,
He has also condensed the incarnations of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and is proficient in their fighting methods. In terms of hand-to-hand combat, there are few people in the same realm who can defeat him.

Not talking about the same realm

Apart from the disciples of the three religions who wield innate spiritual treasures, Tang Song is the only one who can defeat Daluo with the body of a golden immortal.

There are obstacles along the way of cultivation with every step. Let alone a Golden Immortal defeating a Daluo, even at the Daluo realm, the difference of a millimeter can make the difference in magic power and cultivation of several levels.

The reason why Tang Song was able to defeat Daluo as a Golden Immortal was because he relied on the incarnations of the twelve ancestor witches to set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and condense Pangu's true body.

Ever since he became a Daluo, his magical powers have become even more unfathomable. It was not unfair that Huang Mei was defeated by him.

But even someone like Tang Song had never thought about the True Immortal Realm's counterattack against Daluo. Firstly, he was a cautious person, and secondly, he was more practical and never had unrealistic dreams.

Five sword lights slashed Huang Mei's body firmly.

After Zuo Qianhu slashed out five times, he looked at the sword light that was dissipated by Huang Mei's body, and realized that he seemed to have provoked a powerful figure.

Huang Mei lowered his head and looked at the broken knife edge on his monk's robe, as if he understood something. When he raised his head, a sneer appeared on his face, and he looked at Zuo Qianhu as if he was looking at an ant who didn't know how to live or die.

"You were the one who attacked me first. Even if you are a general of the Heavenly Court, even if this matter is brought before the Great Heavenly Venerable, I am the one who is right!
Speaking of which, hehe, your Great Heavenly Venerable still has some unresolved grudges with me, the Buddha, so I can use you to relieve the hatred in my heart."

After saying that, Huang Mei raised his hand and grabbed towards Zuo Qianhu.

As soon as Huang Mei showed his aura, Zuo Qianhu knew that something was wrong. Although he had a good talent in martial arts, he was also granted a divine book method for cultivating the physical body by Tang Song.

But after all, the time is still short. Even if one has practiced hard in the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array for a hundred years, there is still some gap compared to those ancient immortals in this world who have practiced for countless epochs.

His swordsmanship skills are good enough to deal with ordinary immortals, but it is naturally not enough to face a great master like Huang Mei.

Since joining the Heavenly Court, Zuo Qianhu has been going smoothly for everything. When he was outside the domain, the Heavenly Court almost never fought a battle against the wind because of its huge size, sophisticated equipment, and endless troops.

After arriving in the world of Jambu, Zuo Qianhu traveled through the three realms as a celestial general of heaven. Even those golden immortals with higher cultivation than him gave him some face.

To be honest, Zuo Qianhu was not the type of person who would become arrogant once he gained power, but it was true that he lost his sight and underestimated Huang Mei's strength.

Huang Mei chanted a spell, and the five fingers he stretched out turned into a hundred feet in size and pressed straight towards Zuo Qianhu.
Zuo Qianhu seemed to feel as if there were five huge mountains pressing down on his head. With Zuo Qianhu's cultivation level, even if there were really huge mountains pressing down on his head, he could have split them apart with a single blow of his sword. However, what Huang Mei was pressing down was not a mountain, but the weight of the five worlds.

Seeing Huangmei taking action, all the Emei immortals showed joy on their faces. Even Miaoyi Zhenren, who usually did not show his emotions, showed a smile.

The yellow-browed boy in front of him is not just a Daluo Buddha. As a disciple of Maitreya Buddha, his action represents the attitude of Maitreya Buddha and the attitude of Buddhism.

Haven’t you seen that when the Yellow-browed Boy came, the evil fog and magical obstacles in the surrounding mountains and forests dissipated a lot, and countless evil people who were trying to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the fire disappeared.

Watching Huang Mei take action, Qi Shuming even had a dark thought in his mind. If Huang Mei killed this heavenly general, and then the Heavenly Court would blame him, then this tall man from Lingshan would take the blame.

When Captain Zuo saw that the sword light from Huangmei's full-strength attack was shattered by his body, he realized how powerful he was, but it was not his style to surrender when facing a strong opponent.

Seeing the big hand coming, Zuo Qianhu, under the pressure of five small worlds, drew his sword, held the hilt with both hands, and turned himself and the sword into a streak of cold light and stabbed directly at Huang Mei. The surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals also offered their magic weapons and used various weapons to bombard Huang Mei, but such an attack could not hurt Huang Mei, a Daluo, and even his protective Buddha light could not be broken.

The heavenly soldiers and generals under Zuo Qianhu's command were brave and fearless, but the Purple-eyed Peng King, who had just been shouting at the Emei immortals, had stopped fighting and shrank like a quail since Huangmei appeared.

Just when Zuo Qianhu was about to stab Huang Mei's palm, there were five loud bangs, and Huang Mei's five fingers suddenly emitted golden light, and a crack appeared, from which infinite golden light faintly shone.

It turned out that the method Huang Mei used was in line with the great supernatural powers that Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva had cultivated in the ten directions of the world and the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of his hand, which opened up the five directions of the Buddha world, and these five directions of the world were arranged according to the five elements.

When you are hostile to someone, you can trap the enemy in your palm. Just pinch your five fingers and the five worlds will come together.

No matter how great your supernatural powers are, there is no way to ascend to heaven. Once the five worlds are ground into powder, your soul and body will be destroyed.

The mere celestial being before him was certainly not worthy of him using such great magical powers, so he simply offered up a Buddhist world.

Zuo Qianhu combined his sword and his men to strike with all his strength, but it was like a drop in the ocean, and it rushed straight into Huang Mei's palm, the Buddha's kingdom.

Just as a hint of pride appeared on Huang Mei's face, he heard a long roar from above his head. The Tiger Soul Sword in Chi You's hand suddenly grew to dozens of feet long. The cold, bright white sword light was as fast as lightning, and it expanded and contracted to a length of thousands of feet.

The knife light broke through the air and came straight down towards Huang Mei's half-extended palm, trying to cut off one of his palms.

Huang Mei raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and was almost laughing out of anger. What a guy, the Buddha has not left Lingshan for a hundred years, and the world has forgotten the reputation of the Huang Mei Buddha in the Little Leiyin Temple.

How dare anyone jump out and show his teeth? Do they really think that the Buddha is a soft persimmon and want to pinch anyone they can?

Huang Mei was furious. He picked up a mace and swung it towards Chi You.

The light of the Tiger Soul Blade and the golden Buddha light of the mace collided with each other.
With just one strike, the golden Buddha light smashed the Tiger Soul Sword light into pieces like a hot knife through butter. The next moment, Huang Mei appeared in front of Chi You, swung his mace and hit him hard.

Chi You blocked with his sword, but the mace was heavier than he had expected. It was so powerful that it sent him and his sword flying hundreds of miles away, where they landed heavily in a forest, destroying countless ancient trees and thousand-year-old vines.

If it had not been for the critical moment, a mysterious and clear energy would have emerged from Chi You's body and protected him.

I'm afraid that with this blow, he will at least be seriously injured.

"You come out on your own, or I ask you to come out!"

Huang Mei sneered and looked at the auspicious cloud not far away. He held the mace in his right hand and slapped the palm of his left hand.

The sharp barbs on the mace flashed with a cold light and landed on his white and tender palm without even a trace of red mark.

“Slow down, slow down, Huangmei, it’s me!” Tianpeng appeared from the auspicious clouds.

Huang Mei sneered:
"I knew it was you. There are only a few people in the Three Realms who understand the Tianpeng spell.

The only person who can use the Tianpeng spell to block my attack is you, a pig-head."

Huang Mei looked at Tian Peng with some suspicion:

"Why are you here?"

Tianpeng stood in the clouds, and when he heard the words, he spread his palm towards Huangmei with some pride:

"Huang Mei, look, what is this!"

Tian Peng loosened his clenched fist, and a golden light flashed in his palm. It turned out to be a golden Buddha seal shining brightly.

In mid-air, it condensed into a shadow of a reclining Buddha with his breasts exposed.
When Huang Mei saw the Buddha's seal, his expression changed drastically. He reluctantly clasped his hands together and bowed in the direction of Tian Peng:
"Praise to Namo Maitreya Tathagata!"

Seeing Huang Mei's behavior, all the immortals present bowed towards Tianpeng.

Tian Peng was delighted, but he didn't show it on his face. He pretended to be dignified and said:
"The Buddha went to the Heavenly Palace to pay respect to the Great Lord. Before leaving, he told us to put the matters here on hold and wait for the Great Lord's order."

“Respect the Dharma order!” Huang Mei put his palms together to accept the order, and the golden Buddha seal in Tian Peng’s palm faded away.

When Huang Mei saw this, his expression when he looked at Tianpeng suddenly became dangerous.

This Buddha is not a good person. How could he cheat people like this? Tianpeng cursed inwardly.

Seeing Huang Mei holding the mace tightly and looking at him with a fierce look, Tian Peng turned his eyes and sent a message to Huang Mei:
"Huang Mei, you owe me a big favor this time!"

"I owe you a favor, what's wrong with you, you pig-head?!" Huang Mei was puzzled.

"When I came here, the Buddha said, if you kill anyone in Heaven,

I helped you avoid the disaster of life and death. Do you owe me a favor?" Tianpeng said.

"Really? Are you kidding me?" Huang Mei was skeptical about Tianpeng's words.

Tian Peng said: "How can I lie to you? If you don't believe me, just go back to Lingshan and ask the Buddha in person. Oh, you have disappointed me, an old pig, for nothing."

Hearing Tianpeng say this, Huangmei was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He knew the magical powers of his master. Since his master said so, if he really killed these heavenly soldiers and generals, he would probably die.

"I owe you a favor!" Huang Mei communicated with Tian Peng while releasing Zuo Qianhu from the Buddha's kingdom in his palm without leaving a trace.

When Captain Zuo came out of the Buddhist kingdom and saw the figure with yellow eyebrows, he moved forward and fought desperately.

"Hey, hey, hey," Tianpeng hurried forward to stop him:
"Help me, help me. The Buddha and the Great Heavenly Venerable have discussed this matter separately. Wait for the Great Heavenly Venerable's will!"

I found a part-time job, reviewing things in the JD warehouse, and worked until June 20th. I took about 10,000 to 20,000 steps a day. Wow, I was really tired. I got off work at 10 o'clock in the evening, and then came back to write until 2 o'clock.

Ah, I decided to plan the outline of the new book carefully, so that it won’t be as miserable as it is now. (End of this chapter)