Longevity, starting from raising chickens

"It's really him!"

When Wang Ba heard the sound of Zhaojie, his heart froze.

He couldn't help but look carefully at the white-browed old monk in front of him who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed at the head of the glazed golden light.

The old monk was dressed in a plain white checkered robe. His face was like a full moon, with an auspicious mole between his eyebrows. He had a fleshy bun on his head, and his earlobes were past his shoulders. He looked kind and peaceful, like the reincarnation of Buddha, yet he seemed to be still sleeping soundly.

In the past, when Wang Ba was in the Eightfold Sea, he heard from the monk Ci Wu that when the great flood broke out, the only cultivator in the world, Xinyuan Bodhisattva, suppressed the flood with his own body and finally disappeared.

Considering that the real membrane eye is located here, the identity of the old monk in front of him is naturally self-evident.

What puzzled him was that if this monk was really destined to be with the other person, he should have merged with the boundary membrane by blocking his eyes with his body, and there should be no difference between them. So why could he still see the other person now?
Is he dead or alive?
What surprised Wang Ba even more was that when he arrived here, the force pulling on magic power had become so strong that he needed to release the Xuanhuang Dao Realm to isolate this force.

And the source of this power is none other than the Bodhisattva Xinyuan before him.

"What's happening here?!"

Wang Ba's heart was slightly tense, but then he found that Zhaojie's face turned slightly pale, revealing a look of struggle, and a spherical Buddhist light domain was propped up around his body.

"Grandmaster!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhaojie could no longer hold on. The Buddha Light Domain was rapidly deformed under the pulling force, like a flattened chicken egg, and a hole was opened in the blink of an eye.

Then a huge amount of magic power suddenly poured out from it and rushed straight to the old monk who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed!

The Dao domain of Zhaojie suddenly collapsed rapidly like a deflated ball.

A colorful relic shadow appeared on his body surface, vibrating violently!

"not good!"

No matter how Zhaojie tried to block it, he could only watch helplessly as his magic power, which he had cultivated for many years, was quickly drained away!

Almost in the blink of an eye, most of his magic power had been sucked away!
Although fifth-level cultivators focus their practice on the Dao Realm, once their magic power is completely exhausted, no matter how powerful the Dao Realm is, it will become nothing more than a rootless duckweed.

Zhaojie's expression changed drastically.

At this moment, a Xuanhuang Dao domain suddenly expanded and completely covered the Zhao Ring.

The powerful suction force was immediately isolated.

'call--'

The mana stopped pouring out immediately, and Zhao Jie quickly stabilized his Dao Domain. A look of relief and fear flashed across his face, and he quickly saluted towards Wang Ba:

"Thank you, Tan Yue, for your help!"

Wang Ba shook his head slightly and looked at the old monk in front of him with a serious expression.

Zhaojie was busy with his own affairs just now and naturally did not notice it, but as a bystander, he saw clearly that after Zhaojie's magic power was extracted, it was absorbed by the Bodhisattva Xinyuan in front of him.

But even after absorbing a huge amount of magical power from Zhaojie, this Master Xinyuan did not change at all.

At least with his eyesight, he couldn't find anything unusual.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Relics Pagoda, emitting purple-gold light, was standing not far away, motionless.

For a moment, Wang Ba couldn't figure out what the mystery was.

After pondering for a while, he quickly made a decision after feeling the huge suction force that was getting stronger and stronger:

"Master, this place is dangerous, why don't you retreat first!"

"This……"

Zhaojie glanced back and forth between the Bodhisattva Xinyuan and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, and could only nod helplessly:

"This place is indeed dangerous. Alas! Let's retreat first and make a long-term plan."

The two were about to retreat, but the retreat of Xuanhuang Daoyu seemed to have touched something. Wang Ba sensed something and glanced over like lightning, only to see that the fingers of Xinyuan Bodhisattva, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, trembled slightly.

Then, under Wang Ba's astonished gaze, the closed eyelids slowly opened.

After a brief moment of confusion, a pair of clear eyes like mirrors seemed to notice his gaze, and their gaze shifted slightly, looking quietly at Wang Ba.

Eyes facing each other.

But it was interrupted by Zhaojie's exclamation:

"Master...are you still alive?!"

Upon hearing the voice, Master Xinyuan's eyes slightly tilted to look at Zhaojie, a trace of memory flashed in his eyes. Before he spoke, they both heard a warm and gentle voice like the warm sun at the same time:

"Amitabha, are you the monk king of the Nāgatra country, Zhaojie?"

Hearing this voice, Zhao Jie was slightly startled, then became ecstatic, as if he had not expected that the other party actually remembered him, and seemed to be happy that the other party was still alive:
"It is me, it is me! I saw the Bodhisattva at the Lotus Sutra Assembly eight hundred years ago..."

Wang Ba was also stunned, and then a storm of shock surged in his heart!
"The Void Refining Cultivator from Xituozhou is still alive!"

"Did he not actually fill his eyes with his own body?"

"Or does he have another way to get out?"

Once the Dao Domain is filled into the eye of the real membrane, it will soon merge with the boundary membrane. The Taoist Yuanci has been able to hold on until now because he has the protection of the formation, which has slowed down this process. If this Master Xinyuan really filled the eye with his body, under normal circumstances, he should have lost consciousness long ago, just like the many predecessors who repaired the sky on Fenglinzhou, and the Dao Domain would have merged with the boundary membrane.

"But the Void Refining cultivators are at the top of the cultivation world in Xiaocang Realm. Who knows, they might have some special means, just like Han Yanzi..."

Although Wang Ba was confused, with Han Yanzi in front of him, he could accept the other party's "resurrection".

Master Xinyuan's eyes shifted slightly, and he looked at Wang Ba again, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and asked with a faint smile:
"This little friend is..."

Zhaojie quickly explained:
"This is the deputy leader of the Wanxiang Sect of Fenglinzhou. His surname is Wang and his taboo name is Ba."

"Feng Linzhou? Wanxiang Sect?"

Master Xinyuan was slightly stunned, and subconsciously asked:
"So you are my friend from the Wanxiang Sect... Are your two donors, Tan Yangzi and Hui Yunzi, doing well now?"

Wang Ba was startled, and quickly bowed slightly and said:

"Grandmaster Tan Yangzi has been in seclusion for many years, and Grandmaster Hui Yunzi just came out of seclusion not long ago."

There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing.

The former was the sect leader before Shao Yangzi, who had failed in his tribulation and ascended to heaven and died long ago. The latter had defeated Han Yanzi not long ago, and everyone had seen it, so there was no way to hide it.

What surprised Wang Ba was that these two had disappeared from the cultivation world for many years, but the Great Master Xinyuan seemed to be unaware of it.

"It seems that he has long been accustomed to living in a remote corner."

Wang Hao secretly thought.

When Master Xinyuan heard the news about his old friend from Wang Ba, his eyes were extremely calm, but his attitude towards Wang Ba became closer, and he said gently:
"I once discussed Taoism with you two from your clan and learned a lot. We have quite a connection."

Seeing that the other party had a gentle attitude and had some friendship with Hui Yunzi, Wang Ba felt slightly relieved.

At this time, Master Xinyuan looked at Zhaojie again, with a look of reminiscence on his face:

"Lotus Dharma Assembly... Yes, I saw you at the Dharma Assembly. You seemed to have come with a few people of the Ci generation..."

Hearing this, Zhaojie's face, which had been filled with joy, could not help but reveal a trace of misery:
"It was Master Ci Lu and Master Ci Zhao... During the previous flood, they used their bodies to block the flood and held up many people. We were anxious to save ourselves, but we haven't seen them since. I'm afraid, I'm afraid they've already..."

"Ci Lu...Ci Zhao..."

"big flood?"

Master Xinyuan recited these two names with a confused look on his face.

However, soon, Wang Ba and Zhao Jie both noticed that something was wrong with Master Xinyuan.

This Master Xinyuan seemed to be possessed by a demon. He lowered his head slowly with his eyes blankly, and kept repeating these two names:
"Ci Lu...Ci Zhao...Ci Lu...Ci Zhao...The great flood..."

"What is the Great Flood? Who are Ci Lu and Ci Zhao?"

"Why do I feel so familiar?!"

"Great Master!"

Zhaojie sensed something was wrong and quickly let out a low cry.

His voice really worked.

The Great Master Xinyuan raised his head stiffly, his face changing from cloudy to bright, filled with realization, guilt, and extreme pain:
"it's me!"

"...Ci Lu...Ci Zhao...them, I harmed them!"

"I was so focused on saving all living beings that I forgot they are also living beings!"

"If it weren't for me... they wouldn't have to die... the monks on Xituozhou wouldn't have to..."

Zhaojie and Wangba were both stunned when they heard this.

“Great Master, Master Ci Lu and Master Ci Zhao…”

Zhaojie couldn't help but ask, but his voice quickly stopped.

He was shocked to see the auspicious red mole between the eyebrows of the white-browed old monk in front of him gradually fade away, and his face, which was as kind as a full moon, suddenly became ferocious!

The glazed golden light behind him became dark and eerie, like a devil's flame rising in the sky!
Wang Ba's expression changed, and the Xuanhuang Dao Realm opened with all his strength!

Dark clouds are gathering above the sky!
At this moment, Zhaojie, who had been immersed in Buddhism for many years, felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave when he saw the changes in the white-browed old monk:

"Enchanted!"

"It's the Demonic Wave!"

"Oh no! The Bodhisattva has been possessed by a demon!"

The old monk with white eyebrows had bloodshot eyes at this moment, and he clasped his hands together and laughed sadly:
"Amitabha."

"Xinyuan has entered Nirvana long ago, and now he is just a little obsession... In the past, in order to save all living beings, Xinyuan used his body as a shell and 'emptiness' as a bottle to collect all spiritual energy in the hope of stopping the flood. Unfortunately, due to some mistakes, my disciples who stayed behind in Xituozhou were drained of their magic power and died. How unfair is this to them?"

"If all living beings were to die, all the sins would be mine!"

As soon as the words fell, demonic flames surged!
The glazed golden light behind him twisted like a flame, and the shadow of a shattered Buddha statue emerged, with countless evil spirits seeping out from the cracks in the statue!
"Great Master, has he already entered Nirvana?!"

Zhaojie was shocked when he heard this.

Entering Nirvana means passing away, sitting in meditation, and dying. However, the old monk with white eyebrows in front of him clearly looked and smiled vividly, and he even talked and laughed with him just now, reminiscing about the past.

He couldn't believe it anyway!

Wang Ba felt the speed of the magic power being absorbed from the surroundings suddenly increase. His face became solemn and he did not dare to hesitate. The divine pattern emerged and he quickly disappeared from the spot with the ring.

The next moment, he and Zhaojie's figures, shrouded in the Xuanhuang Dao Realm, appeared at a place very close to them!
Wang Ba looked back suddenly, and saw that the white-browed old monk had stretched out a palm, which was broad and full.

Hold your palms empty as if grasping the heaven and earth!
His face suddenly became extremely ugly!

This was the first time that he used his Zhou Tian escape magic to encounter a situation where he couldn't escape!
"Be careful, this should be the great master's magical power of the Dao Realm, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, which is specifically designed to counter the art of teleportation!"

Zhao Jie reminded urgently.

"How to crack it?!"

Wang Ba asked quickly, and at the same time, the Xuanhuang Dao Domain opened up, and a black and white gauze dress with golden patterns covered his body.

Zhaojie hesitated and shook his head:
"No other way, just break it with force..."

Wang Ba couldn't help but pause and glanced at Zhaojie, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Or fly out of the range of the Dao domain!"

Zhao Jie said anxiously.

Wang Ba glanced at the white-browed old monk who had not moved at all, and his eyes lit up.

He immediately took the ring and flew away from him at a high speed.

The old monk with white eyebrows did not react at all when he saw this scene.

With bloodshot eyes, he watched Wang Ba and the other two fly away at high speed. Then he clasped his hands together again and chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice:
"Amitabha."

"Since all living beings must die, let's start with you two."

As he finished speaking, he gently raised one hand and clenched it.

far away.

Wang Ba was giving it his all and didn't even care about the thunderclouds gathering quickly in the sky. He could no longer see the figure of Master Xinyuan.

The part of the Xuanhuang Dao Realm involving wind and thunder allowed him to cross the distance that would have taken him half a day to cross in a short period of time.

It even flew directly over the sky of the Great Wheel Buddha Kingdom.

However, he did not relax at all, and the extreme uneasiness did not diminish at all as the distance between them increased.

"If what Master Xinyuan said is true, then the Master's current state is probably not an obsession, but a trace of inner demon before the Master enters Nirvana!"

Zhaojie did not suffer any damage under the control of Wang Ba. At this moment, he recalled the situation of the white-browed old monk and spoke quickly.

“What’s the solution?”

Wang Ba also took the time to quickly ask.

Zhao Jie shook his head directly:

"...No, the realm of the Great Master Xinyuan is too high. Even if it is just a trace of inner demon, with the Great Master's physical body as the foundation, it is not inferior to the general sixth-level cultivator. I can only go back first!"

"Then we can only..."

Before Wang Ba finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed!
He looked up at the sky with an incredible look.

Above the sky, a huge broken Buddha's hand exuding demonic energy silently condensed, and its little finger scraped across the thundercloud above Wang Ba's head, crushing it easily, and then slapped it straight towards Wang Ba!

"Isn't the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm only within the Dao Domain? Why is there one here too..."

Zhao Jie was stunned and uttered a sound of genuine confusion.

However, at this moment, Wang Ba had already understood:
"This... is also the Dao domain of Master Xinyuan!"

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he couldn't help but be shocked!
The length of an ordinary Divine Transformation cultivator is only a few dozen or a hundred feet, or at most several miles.

But now we are more than ten thousand miles away from where the Bodhisattva Xinyuan is.

"The Dao Realm is ten thousand miles long..."

I was shocked as I watched the Buddha's hand fall.

He didn't have time to think about it, the divine pattern appeared, and the two of them disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, Wang Ba's pupils shrank!
Not far away, the white-browed old monk with bloodshot eyes looked at the two of them calmly without any surprise.

Above the sky, two dark clouds, one large and one small, gathered above the heads of the white-browed old monk and Wang Ba, ready to move.

The white-browed old monk raised his head slightly and glanced at the thunderclouds in the sky.

He suddenly stretched out a hand, pointed it at his chest, and tore it off heavily!

The next moment, in front of the shocked gazes of Wang Ba and Zhao Jie, the old monk's chest was torn off like a piece of cloth, revealing a deep hole that was constantly wriggling inside.

"Real membrane eyes!?"

"His body is the boundary membrane?!"

Wang Ba was shocked!

Primal chaos poured in from the hole in the white-browed old monk's chest, but before it could enter the realm and transform into a flood, it was instantly absorbed by the old monk's body.

His body was like a bottomless pit, sucking everything in.

Including mana, spiritual energy... and also chaos essence!

"Everything is empty, everything is nothing."

The white-browed old monk chanted in a low voice.

Perhaps it was because of the existence of the real membrane eye, just like in the Eightfold Sea in the past, the will of heaven and earth could not be controlled, and the thunderclouds dissipated.

The white-browed old monk raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Ba and Zhaojie.

Although his face was hideous and terrifying, and the devil's flames were dancing wildly, his tone was eerily calm:
"I'll give you two a ride."

He clasped his hands in front of him and bowed his head slightly.

The broken vajra filled with demonic energy flew out from between his eyebrows and stabbed Wang Ba on the head!
this moment.

The distant wind is blowing near the shore of the island and the bottom of the Yae Sea.

The Taoist Yuanci, dressed in a black scale robe, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Lianxu?"

"It's a pity that they are too far apart and have never started to merge..."

He sighed softly, then without hesitation, he made a gesture with one hand in front of him.

Suddenly, a surge of energy surged all over the body!
The Ghost-Eyed Chi sensed something unusual and immediately raised the upper half of its dragon body, only to find that Yuanci Taoist had quietly become illusory!
"This is……"

It looked surprised and suspicious.

at the same time.

North Sea Island, at the bottom of the Arctic Ice Abyss.

Bing Dao Ren, who had a calm and indifferent expression, felt something and suddenly opened his eyes.

He just felt his own Dao realm, shook his head slightly, and closed his eyes again.

……

"Fuck!"

Facing this vajra, Wang Ba did not hold back at all. He added two great Dao soldiers to his body, and the two great Dao domains simultaneously blessed the Xuanhuang Dao domain. At the same time, a gray Yuanci Dao domain emerged out of thin air.

Standing in front of the Xuanhuang Dao Domain, it directly covered the Vajra!
The way of Yuan magnetic force can overcome all five elements in the world, and it can absolutely suppress the most abundant five elements spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Although there is no fluctuation of spiritual energy here, this vajra was originally refined by the five elements. Even if it has been refined by Buddhism for many years, its essence cannot be changed after all.

Therefore, the moment the Yuan magnetic field covered the Vajra, the Vajra, which was coming with great force, suddenly stopped!
How could Wang Ba miss such an opportunity? He pressed forward with the blessing of Xuanhuang Dao Realm.

One in front and one behind, they collided with the broken vajra almost instantly!

It was already leaking demonic energy and its power was less than normal. Moreover, it was entangled by the two great Dao realms. The Vajra suddenly became stuck in a quagmire and kept buzzing in the air.

The old monk with white eyebrows had a calm expression and was about to raise his hand.

Just in this moment.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Relics Pagoda, which had remained motionless since it flew here from behind the giant Buddha statue in the Mahakala Buddhist Kingdom, suddenly shook as if the opportunity had arrived, and actually covered the white-browed old monk's head!

At the same time, in the stupa, the chanting of countless monks from previous generations rang out from the silence, growing louder and louder, until the entire sky was filled with Sanskrit sounds.

When he saw the unusual movement of the stupa, the white-browed old monk's expression changed for the first time.

He seemed to understand something, or realized something, and shook his head repeatedly, his face showing anger:
"Don't stop me!"

However, countless Buddha lights were blooming in the stupa.

It was guarding the white-browed old monk and the Buddha statue behind him that was oozing with evil spirit and blood.

The body of the white-browed old monk shook, and then a phantom that looked very similar to the white-browed old monk but exuded demonic aura was forced to fly out.

He roared angrily, his face was as ugly and ferocious as a Shura Yaksha:

"Why are you stopping me?!"

"I have made mistakes and now I am here to make amends. Why are you stopping me?"

"Wait for me to reproduce the devastation caused by the great flood of the past, wait for me..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Xuanhuang Daoyu rushed over with the Vajra Pestle that showed signs of healing, and nailed it directly into the body of the phantom! (End of this chapter)