Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1148 Tan Gu Xuan Li (2)

Li Ximing traveled on the sea for some time, hurrying up and down, and when the mountain of monsters and the overseas Demon State appeared before his eyes, he had gained some experience in the [Fake Female Lifting Alien Body Method] in his hand.

'This is a trick.'

He had also seen the pot of spring water of rebirth in his hand. Although it was precious and mysterious, it was not as stable as ordinary spiritual objects. Either the great man bestowed it specifically for this method, or it emerged from a treasure land created by nature like Jiuqiu [Fangxi Miaolu]. It's just that this spring water of rebirth was much more noble. If you have to calculate it, it's a shortcut.

"[Mysterious Great Treasure Rebirth Spring Water] As long as you can refine this divine body, you will have the wonderful halo of the mysterious female from then on, and can respond to the [false female support] to avoid disasters."

Although Li Ximing has not yet mastered the art, he already has an idea in mind:

'This is not like the effect of [Divided Spirit and Different Body] itself, which can share the wounds, but it can remove the magic and save lives at critical moments. It is even more wonderful when combined with the female water magic or spiritual tools... Unless someone breaks my divided spirit and different body in one breath, [Fake Female Lifting] can be used all the time.'

Even if it was broken, he could just exchange it for a portion of [Mysterious Great Treasure Spring Water of Rebirth] and refine it from scratch, but Li Ximing had been practicing the body outside his body for so many years that he already had some self-knowledge - if one day he reached the point where the [Split Soul Body] was broken, he would hardly survive.

However, after looking through it, Li Ximing was still very satisfied overall. He actually had a clear idea in his mind:

"Although [Heavenly Crow and Fire] is for my use, it is something that Minghuang fought for at the cost of his life. Jiang Qian and his two magical powers are very fast. If he has a promising future and reaches the middle stage of Purple Mansion before me, or becomes a great immortal, [Heavenly Crow and Fire] will be more suitable for him to use."

In this case, cultivating the method of avoiding disasters and eliminating magic spells has become Li Ximing's preferred choice. The acquisition of the [False Female Lifting Alien Body Method] has also strengthened his confidence:

'This technique has been described before. If you have more water from the springs of rebirth to cultivate, you can elevate your body and cultivate one female, and the effect will be better.'

He pondered for a long time and had already landed on the Blood Sea Demon Mountain, which looked like a paradise on the surface. He asked the disciples on the mountain to lead the way and meet Ping Yanzi.

This old loyal servant of the dragon family was covered in magical light, and his cultivation had reached an extremely high level. Although it looked like he had just broken through his magical powers and was lacking in energy, his eyes were bright and showed that he was quite confident.

Li Ximing took a look and noticed something was going on:

"What a devil, he actually built a 'treasure land'!"

There are not many cultivators in the "Treasure Land", and the only one Jiangnan is familiar with is Su Mien. Li Ximing still remembers the demon fetus in his hand. According to the calculation of the days, it will either fail and die, or be reborn.

"That's the [Qi Stone Demon Fetus]!"

Li Ximing had just achieved a breakthrough at that time and did not know how powerful the [Qi Stone Demon Embryo] was. Now that he has gained more experience and has cultivated his external body, he understands that this [Qi Stone Demon Embryo] is a treasure of "Xuan Tu" and can also be a top-grade Dharmakaya embryo when placed in the [Miraculous Scroll of the Different Body and Spirit]!
'This vegetarian meal is cheap!'

He collected his thoughts. Next to this demon, there was already a monk waiting. He had a clean body and delicate skin, and seemed to be a highly accomplished Taoist. He sat at the table with a calm expression, full of thoughts.

"He is a Maha with great magical powers..."

Li Ximing clasped his hands, feeling suspicious, but said politely:
"Your Excellency is..."

The monk stood up and said with a smile:
"My name is Ming Meng, and I am Senior Brother Ming Hui. He was seriously injured in the battle between the North and the South, and his Dharma body has not recovered yet. He dares not go out, so I will take his place!"

Li Ximing suddenly realized and took a seat without any hesitation. He raised his hand lightly and several gold objects appeared. A tattered cassock covered them, emitting a dazzling glow.

Li Zhouwei and Li Ximing have achieved a lot of results in the past few years. Although most of the instruments have not been in their hands, the ones piled here are worth mentioning, not to mention Guangchan's shiny old cassock. Ming Meng looked at it carefully and sighed:
"The King of Wei has great magical powers!"

Li Ximing stared at him counting the harvest and shook his head:
"The last time your junior brother gave us a spiritual fire, he used a lot of filth! I'm still dealing with it! It's really boring. Spiritual resources are good, and spiritual objects are even better. I just hope that fellow Taoist can have some clean stuff."

Minghui definitely gave a lot, but Li Ximing always had to say one or two words to suppress it. The monk in front of him was not afraid and smiled and said:

"You are right, benefactor! I am well prepared as well."

Then he took out a scroll from his sleeve, padded it with gold silk, held it carefully in his palm, and whispered:
"Our Lotus Temple has been in the Central Plains for a long time and has some heritage. Here... there is a Dharma door from the old Wei Palace. I believe you will be interested."

"This volume is called [Record of Successful Deeds], and it is an old volume of [Capturing the King of Yi] in the State of Wei."

Li Ximing's mind moved, and he checked it with his spiritual sense, but he frowned and said:
"I wonder what kind of method it is? As far as I know, the Lotus Temple is not that old, and the people who came to Beijing during the Liang Dynasty did not have the Shanle Dao... Looking at this appearance, it does not have any ancient meaning, and it does not look like the original... It looks like a copy... Daoist friend is not sincere."

Ming Meng also knew that the copied version could not convince others, and there was even a suspicion of tampering with the key method. If it was not given by the master, he would not want to say more about it, and sighed.
"Fellow Daoist, you may not know... In the past, when the immortals and Buddhists debated against each other in front of Liang, the Liang Emperor favored one side, and the immortals won six out of ten. All the gentlemen were furious. Later, when the Zhao Emperor died, Zhao Lizong welcomed the seven ministers of the bones, and the next year, the immortals and Buddhists debated again..."

As soon as these words came out, Li Ximing raised his eyebrows, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and said:
"It looks like Shi Xiu has won this time."

Ming Meng shook his head silently and said:

"It's embarrassing to say that I was also an immortal cultivator who lost four rounds in a row. No one dared to join the debate, but who would have known... who would have known..."

He said awkwardly:

"There are two more people on the stage, drinking wine and looking down. I heard that one of them is the direct disciple of the True Lord on Luoxia Mountain, named Wei Kan, and the other is the former leader of Xiuyue and the direct disciple of the True Lord, named Nian Hao..."

"So I didn't dare to win anymore. The original owner of this thing was lost to the Wang family..."

Li Ximing frowned, reluctantly accepted his reason, took the scroll in his hand, looked at the shining golden words, and asked:
"What is the content?"

Ming Meng was confident and said with a smile:
"The Shouyi King is the one who drives the car and holds the sword for the Wei Emperor. This [Shouyi Xingshu Secret Method] was originally obtained by visualizing the Wei Emperor marching through the military formation. It is a family heirloom... The Wei King must... find it useful."

Li Ximing now knew where the other party got his confidence from, and frowned without saying anything. However, Ming Meng said quietly:

"Even if the King of Wei can't use it... this thing is a family heirloom of the Situ family... who knows what it can be used for? Situ Huo is under the command of the Song Dynasty, so he must be somewhat interested in this thing."

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Ximing's pupils dilated slightly.

"Situ Huo? Is he from the lineage of King Yi? Him?"

Although Li Ximing had heard that the Situ family was once a great family in Guanlong, the aristocratic families in Guanlong had changed several times over the generations! He had never thought that Situ Huo could be related to the Emperor of Wei. The shock he felt now was real, but he smiled:
"He doesn't recognize his relatives, and you want him to recognize his ancestors?"

Ming Meng laughed, clapped his hands and said:
"Master must also know that although these instruments are precious, none of them are complete. Our instruments are not as precious as spiritual instruments, and they are not as good as such an ancient secret method. I came here sincerely. First, I hope that King Wei can take care of the people in my Lotus Temple... Second... on Master's copper basin."

"Oh?"

Li Ximing remained calm and smiled:

"Although this copper basin has some Buddhist and Taoist influences, it is a spiritual weapon and cannot be exchanged for one or two secret methods."

Ming Meng looked embarrassed and said:

"The real person misunderstood."

He just said:
"This plate has a long history. Although its quality is not high, its origin is extraordinary. It belongs to the [Yanyang Temple Palace] established by [Dazhi Zentian Canyan]!"

Li Xi knew about [Yanyang Temple Palace], and he also learned from Li Zhouwei that the [Chanyanzi] mentioned by the immortal cultivators was [Dazhi Zentian Canyan], which was highly praised by the Buddhist cultivators. He had a clear idea in his mind:

"The Canyan is the origin of modern Buddhism, so this copper basin... is also a spiritual tool!"

He pondered, and Ming Meng said seriously:
"The founder of Kong Wu Dao is just an unknown person under the Yan Yang Dao Sect. This copper basin is his spiritual weapon. Although the quality is not good, it has great cause and effect. Therefore... Kong Wu Dao is eager to get it!"

Li Ximing suddenly understood and asked doubtfully:

"You are so kind, fellow Taoist!"

In his opinion, there was absolutely no need for Ming Meng to tell him this. Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
After hearing his words, Ming Meng shook his head:

"I have no intention of exchanging this item, and Shanle Dao does not want to interfere in Kongwu Dayu's affairs. I am just reminding you... Dayu Dao has secretly concealed the truth and exchanged this item with fellow Daoist. Once this item falls into Kongwu Dayu's hands, it will definitely create a strong enemy for King Wei!"

Li Ximing's expression became solemn and he fell silent:
"It seems... their people have gone after the master and disciple from Lingfeng!"

He thought about the monk's words and felt that they had both benefits and logic. He recalled Cheng Qian's expression and felt that he did not look like someone who was aiding the enemy. It seemed more like he was also being kept in the dark. After a long silence, he finally spoke:

"Thank you for reminding!"

Ming Meng was different from Ming Hui. He did not have such a strong heart of flattery. When he saw that he had an answer, he nodded heavily, stood up, smiled slightly, and with a surge of magic power, the words on the scroll appeared one by one. Li Ximing glanced up and down, read it through, found it extremely obscure, frowned, and looked at Ming Meng.

The monk put his hands together and said in a sincere voice:

"When it comes to Mingyang, who can beat the King of Wei? If you do something bad here, I will risk my life."

Li Ximing nodded and listened to the monk:
"My brother has been ordered by Dayangshan to guard the river bank. I am sorry for disturbing you! I have my life to save, so I'll take my leave now!"

He left promptly, while Li Ximing collected his things, thought carefully, hid the copper basin, and gradually came to an idea:
"It's done now... I'll refine those furnaces of elixirs and send them to the two of them. I should also go into seclusion and focus on my magic."

Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he found that the demon leader Ping Yan was waiting in front of the temple. He looked at him with a smile and whispered:
"Master... the matter in your hands has been settled. I have a message for you to pass on to the King of Wei!"

Li Ximing suddenly became alert and nodded politely:

"Which prince is this?"

"White Dragon, prepare for the Sea Dragon King."

"Speaking!"

The old devil stared at him solemnly and said:
"The King of Wei once replied to the Dragon King that Taizu was killed by Luoxia. The Dragons have been friends for thousands of years and should be able to distinguish right from wrong. Now that the King of Wei is in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, he should keep his promise."

Li Ximing stared at him, his voice slightly bitter, and asked:
"What does this mean, Dragon King?"

Ping Yan bowed and said:
"When the King of Wei reaches the Ji River, the Dragon King will come in person to discuss this matter with the King of Wei. I hope the King of Wei will remember that although the Dragon Clan has never intervened in the north and south, they have expectations for the King of Wei."

The Taoist master in platinum robes stared for a long time and said in a deep voice:
"I'll bring it myself."

……

Moon Lake.

The wind on the lake was blowing gently, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed everywhere, and the pale white smoke echoed between the halls. Li Jiangzong hurried down the steps, picked up the jade card again, and asked:
"Has the order been passed down? The lights are on everywhere."

The young man in front of him had a strong figure, blazing golden eyes, majestic yet gentle, and nodded:
"Don't worry, uncle. I've already asked."

Li Jiangzong seemed a little anxious and said:

"This sacrifice is the first time in a hundred years that the four clans have gathered together to worship the ancestral temple. Your eldest father has spoken on his own initiative. There can be no mistakes in this matter!"

How could Li Jiangzong not be anxious? He had been managing the family for many years, and sacrifices had always been a very important matter. Li Zhouwei personally called him up and solemnly instructed him on this matter - this was the first time!
He checked the news from each hall again and again, then heaved a long sigh of relief, solemnly changed his clothes, lit incense and bowed nine times, then turned to look at Li Suihuan and said solemnly:
"I'll leave Zhouzhong to you. I'm going to the inner hall to meet King Wei. Wait for me to come back with the decree!"

The young man just nodded, as calm and solemn as usual, which made people feel at ease. Li Jiangzong left the hall and quickly went to the inner formation. He found that the old man who had been guarding the door was gone.

This made him even more nervous. He walked to the front of the hall, took a deep breath, and bowed:

"Junior Jiangzong invites you to see me!"

"crunch..."

The door of the hall was opened a crack, and the aroma of candlelight blew in. He vaguely sensed a little golden light shining on the heavy stairs. The lights densely packed in the hall were reflected by the bronze mirrors, shining brightly, as if he was surrounded by thousands of golden lights.

"Let's do it."

This is the voice of an old man.

Li Xuanxuan had just been invited here and was sitting in front of the palace door. After Li Jiangzong, who came to report, left, the fire poured down, and then he saw a young man in crimson clothes and golden eyes appear in the hall with a solemn expression.

Li Xuanxuan's old eyes sparkled with tears of excitement. He had doubts when he heard the news of the sacrifice, and his heart was pounding. Now that he finally saw him, he was extremely satisfied and sighed:
"You are all trying to do your best... the first sacrifice of the four sects gathered together in a hundred years... it's all for the Qinglu of this good boy!"

Although the population of Tingzhou has exceeded one million, the Qinglu is so precious that Li Zhouwei and Li Jiangqian did not relax at all. They even dared not go to the world where the sun and the moon shine together. They had already mobilized the entire Wangyue Lake under the name of "Four Veins Gathering, a Centennial Ceremony".

As countless invisible golden lights floated up and passed through, the black urn on the table began to shake, and a faint sound of begging for mercy was emitted. The expression of the King of Wei standing beside did not waver at all, but he connected the magic in a decisive and clear manner!
"Om..."

Invisible colors flashed by, and the cries for mercy stopped abruptly. Li Jiangqian, who was kneeling in the middle, only felt a tinnitus, and a white light seemed to explode in front of his eyes. The clear and bright light surged in. Shengyang Mansion became extremely cool, and white light emerged!

The magical power "Da Li Shu" seemed to have smelled some extremely attractive treasure from heaven and earth, and became wildly agitated. Its cultivation began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye. Li Jiangqian had been waiting for this moment, and he immediately activated his spiritual consciousness to lock the magical power!
The supernatural power was suddenly stuck in place, but the blue cloud-like magic power was still surging in one after another, condensing into a thick blue cloud under the supernatural power. Li Jiangqian only felt cold sweat all over his body.

Li Zhouwei was able to condense the blue clouds because he had cultivated his supernatural powers to the fullest and had reached a point where there was nothing he could do further. However, he clearly had supernatural powers that were as suspended as an empty pool, but he was unable to allow the blue clouds to flow in. Suddenly, they were intertwined left and right and he became trapped.

Li Zhouwei had been watching from the side, and seeing that his face was covered in cold sweat and his color changed slightly, he was about to reach out his hand.

At this moment, a feeling of coolness surged up, and the talisman body jumped out in time. The rolling green clouds condensed in an instant, turned into a talisman, and floated down!

Li Jiangqian let out a long sigh, and his cold sweat disappeared. But he didn't have time to think about it. The dark darkness in his mind had already broken open, and red lines and red gold outlines appeared, with colorful colors!

[Tan Net Xuan Li]!
This talisman can sense the sun from heaven, collect the destiny, follow the way of seizing by Tianli, carry the light of the sun from heaven, elevate the nature of heaven, and herald the light. Wherever the nature and life resonate with each other, there will be brilliance, and the truth will be seized!

Li Jiangqian only felt his eyes heavy, as if flames were emerging in them, and his vision darkened and then brightened again, with infinite light flashing through. He was speechless for a long time, and could not help but let out a breath!

This breath was like a fire storm, which extinguished all the lights in the hall. Everything went dim, and only his open eyes were bright golden and red.

He raised his head with some trembling and looked at his father:
"This green scroll... is actually the way to sense life and seize his soul!"

Li Zhouwei was slightly surprised. He protected Li Xuanxuan behind him in the raging fire and listened to Li Jiangqian's slightly excited voice:

"It contains the way of seizing by the heavenly separation and illuminating by the sun. Once consumed, various spiritual objects of fire will not only nourish the younger generation, but will also subtly increase the life of the son. This is the so-called ascension of nature!"

"This [Tan Gu Xuan Li] has the most important Lihuo Life Induction... It is a continuous source of induction, and can also take away the lives of others. Although it cannot be cultivated into one's own, it can be secretly used for one's own practice..."

His words made the two elders' faces change, but Li Jiangqian quickly changed the subject:

"And this talismanic energy has infinite changes. It can be used as a reference for my life perception! It can be used as a basis for my life practice!"

"This means that if my son practices a method like [Southern Emperor Xuanji Method], not only will his practice speed be extremely terrifying, but when he uses it... he will also sense twice as much life! And as long as my son incorporates the three palaces and even the fire palace in his chest, a total of four palaces, everything will be sensed by [Tan Gu Xuan Li]..."

He slowly raised his head and reacted immediately:
"The most direct manifestation... is in the [Nanming Heart Fire], which is the result of the [Da Li Shu] sensing life!"

He raised his hand again, and the ancient golden fire swirled up again, its brilliance was several times greater than before, flickering brightly in the hall, and a destructive aura spread out:
"Originally, this heart fire was used to sense my own life, but now it is the life of me and [Tan Gu Xuan Li]. Its power has greatly increased. When combined with the spiritual fire contained in the four palaces in the future, it will definitely be able to reach a higher level! And as my life sensing skills improve, these advantages will be further magnified!"

After hearing this, Li Zhouwei's eyes were burning with a lot of thoughts. He pondered for a moment, while Li Jiangqian thought:
"Some small mysteries that can catch wind and shadows and control fate are helpful for calculation and avoidance of plots. They are quite helpful in fighting and doing things, but they are not very important... It is too extravagant to improve life. There is no need to say much. Just having this sense of life... is already as high as it can be!"

Li Zhouwei remained silent for a long time, as if thinking about something, then raised his eyebrows and said:
"Don't forget... you still have two life-saving magical powers that you haven't cultivated yet!"

Li Jiangqian nodded happily, and Li Zhouwei said in a deep voice:
"Life and Death Sensing... You should practice the [Southern Emperor's Mysterious Method] immediately, without delaying for even a moment!"

Li Jiangqian looked at his expression and put away his joy. Li Zhouwei then solemnly instructed:
"Before you take action in the North-South conflict, you must improve your attainments in [Southern Emperor's Mysterious Method] to a certain level! Only then can you explain why your [Southern Ming Heart Fire] is so powerful! So as not to cause people to be suspicious for no reason..."

Li Jiangqian's face slightly changed. As it concerned his own life and property, he immediately nodded, bowed, and without wasting a moment, disappeared into the world where the sun and the moon shone together.

The hall suddenly became dark, leaving only the tilted lamp stand that was shattered in the fire. Li Zhouwei helped the old man up, but saw that Li Xuanxuan remained silent for a long time, looking a little shocked. He raised his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice:
"I have been watching for so many years, I know the auras of the elders and the younger generations... They often say it is related to their personalities and destiny..."

"This one...I think it's the most poisonous."

……

West Sea.

The sea is surging and the halo is changing.

A body of weak water rises, swaying and changing, and a small island surrounded by it is shimmering with water and beautiful scenery.

Mingshan is also called Fenglinzhou. It was the place where the Weak Water monsters lurked in the old days. It is located in the abyss of the Weak Water. Although it is now greatly weakened, it still has some scenery. Even a Purple Mansion cultivator is not sure that he can ride the wind at will here.

But in this dark and bottomless place, there was a bright green light, and a figure stood quietly in the void, with a pair of quiet green eyes that showed coldness.

"He refused to come out no matter what... There must be someone behind this, and he is quite perceptive."

But his eyes did not show any embarrassment, but rather a dangerous determination. He rolled the black jade beads in his hand twice and pondered:

"I've waited so long, but still no one came to see me. Shanledao either gave up on them or... was too busy to do anything."

The only person Chi Buzi was a little afraid of was Jin Lian.

"This guy has at least eight lifetimes of experience, and he is a cultivator of immortality, proficient in both immortality and Buddhism. He is one of the few extremely capable people... He also has a weird personality, so it is not advisable to fight him..."

His expression fluctuated for a moment, and the rolling rain clouds under his feet lifted up. Clear and turbid green light surrounded his body, and his eyes fell on the great formation covering the continent:

"Clear Evening Rain".

There was a faint sound of a tripod moving in the dark clouds. A rolling green light suddenly floated down, becoming increasingly intense, and soon enveloped the entire continent. The light on the formation kept flickering, making a hissing sound.

Seeing that he did not hide his wolfish ambitions, there was a commotion in the formation, and a surge of magical powers rose up, like waves gathering, condensing and changing, with radiant light:
"Stay in the winter"!
The light of the water in this palace was extremely strange, rising and changing, carrying with it a chilling chill, a towering murderous intent, and a vast domain emerging, dissolving the pouring drizzle. There was a faint angry voice:

"Chi Buzi!"

"You have great magical powers, which we cannot match. Take a step back and ask for whatever spiritual items or spiritual resources you want! Why do you have to take the lives of my people?"

The green-clothed man's expression did not fluctuate at all. Instead, he gently turned his hand, revealing the string of black jade beads. Pieces of clear light immediately turned into heavy snow, mixed with wind and rain, and fell down with a loud bang!
"Boom!"

The sky was a mixture of light and darkness, and the snow was getting thicker and thicker. The two people's magical powers kept overlapping, but the light of the water was forcibly pushed back into the formation by the Lushui. The man in green strolled in the air as if he was strolling in the garden, and said lightly:
"'He Liyuan' and 'Su Qiongdong', both are here... Your Fenglin Continent's lineage is complete... There should be more than just these two, right?"

He raised his eyebrows and said:
"I would like to meet 'Chao Hanyu'."

The water in the palace below was constantly restless, but it could not stop the rolling green rain from falling on the formation. This went on for dozens of days. No matter how powerful the formation was, large ripples eventually appeared.

At this moment, there was a faint sound in the sky, and a monk stepped out with a solemn look. The yellow umbrella in his hand suddenly opened and floated up, blocking all the green water one by one. He put his hands together and said solemnly:

"Sir, please show mercy!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, stirring up the dim water. It was Ming Meng who had arrived!

Qing Yi Zhenren raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile:

"Jinlian didn't come herself, so I wonder what kind of person she sent."

Ming Meng was not angry. He clasped his hands together and said respectfully:
"I am Ming Meng from the Lotus Temple. I am here at the order of my master to help the Great Immortal."

Chi Buzi smiled and said lightly:
"You Buddhist monks are really funny. You got greedy and wanted to capture people and steal treasures, so you said it was fate, so you took action for no reason. Now that you are coveted by others, you know how to explain fate. You can talk about the positive and negative feelings, good and bad."

He looked casual, spreading his hands and said:
"The water monster below is predestined with me. If you like to fulfill the predestined relationship, just give it to me. I won't make things difficult for you. I only want the small one, not the old one... Leave the old one to your master as a mount!"

Chi Buzi has always been sharp-tongued. After hearing what Ming Meng said, he became embarrassed and said:
"Ming Meng has come here on orders, and would like to present a piece of Dong Yuan to you."

There was total silence in the sky, and the only answer he got was the pounding rain.

Ming Meng was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and raised his eyebrows and said:
“Two flavors!”

Seeing the green figure in the sky standing there as if he hadn't heard anything, Ming Meng's face turned pale, and the light in his hand radiated even more intensely, and he said in a deep voice:
"Great Immortal, think carefully. The three of us are standing with our backs against the formation. How can we break through easily? Master has already practiced for eight generations. Great Immortal, don't push your luck!"

"Oh?"

The green water in the sky became thicker and thicker, and Chi Buzi's gloomy voice could be heard faintly:

"Do you think I am the 'Shang Yi' who castrated the orthodoxy? Or the 'Han Qi' who is weak in status? The prosperity of 'Lu Shui' can only be suppressed by Guo Shentong's 'Bing Huo'. Do you think you are Wei Xuan Yin? How dare you say this in front of me..."

In just a moment, the rain from the sky became terrible. The umbrella in Ming Meng's hand made a sound of being overwhelmed. He was terrified:
"What a terrifying level of accomplishment... He crossed the purple level too early!"

Ming Meng had heard of Chi Buzi's reputation. Jiangnan had produced many geniuses over the years. Although Chi Buzi's cultivation speed was terrifying, he could only be ranked in the upper middle among these geniuses... But if one took into account the aptitude for cultivation, judging from his speed of surpassing the purple level... this person could definitely be ranked in the top three!
Once a Purple Mansion cultivator has passed the Purple Stage, his magical powers will greatly increase, and his connection with the heaven and earth will become closer. Moreover, Lushui also has two life magical powers! Now Chi Buzi's cultivation level... is even more terrifying!

What shocked him even more was that the falling water…actually had a different meaning, causing the magic in his body to be knocked off continuously, and the brilliant light made a fragmented sound…

"What is this? A magical power? A magic?"

Before he had time to think, the bronze tripod in the sky suddenly fell from the sky!

"Boom!"

The expected heavy blow did not come. All the raindrops in the sky and earth solidified in an instant. The rolling magic climbed and broke in mid-air, turning into clear light and falling. Chi Buzi finally stood up, and the smile on his face faded.

Countless brilliant lights are rising in the western sky, and gold like long steps is spread out. Various wonderful pagodas can be seen everywhere. The colorful pools are rippling, and it is quiet and peaceful. Sandalwood is rolling, pouring down like milk, spreading across the vast sky.

Ming Meng's eyes showed joy:
"Master!"

A monk was standing on the endless long steps. He was of medium build, with fair skin, and was simply wearing a translucent Zen robe. His face was holy, and he stared at Chi Buzi quietly. There were lotus flowers overlapping and blooming in his pupils.

'The Eighth Maha, Jinlian!'

In today's world, once a Maha reaches the ninth generation, he will go to the Sandalwood Forest to prepare for the Dharma and no longer walk the earth. The eighth generation is almost the highest limit of a Maha's actions in the world!
The benchmark is the perfection of supernatural powers!
The lotus in his eyes blossomed and withered, and all kinds of illusions emerged. They came through and washed away all the rain in the sky and earth. The next moment, they were about to fall on this great immortal. But what followed was a rolling heavy light, as turbid as ink, which enveloped the man in green.

Although they were clearly right in front of him, they seemed to be separated by thousands of miles. The dewdrops and the brilliant light that filled the sky and earth kept colliding with each other, turning into two colors of blue and gold. Chi Buzi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly an inexplicable thought emerged in his mind.

"What a horrible person. Strange... there are people who are so annoying."

All the colors gathered and sank. Ming Meng did not feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he sighed bitterly and stood there silently, his face full of worry.

As expected, as the Buddhist chants rolled in the sky, a hint of pity emerged on the monk's holy face, and his lips slightly opened:
"Chi Buzi...there is no one alive in your family...Since you have become a dog for the dragon, you should just lick your dragon's tail. How dare you mess with your grandfather?"

'I knew it!'

The Sanskrit sound came through the sky, and the two purple palaces in the formation stood still. Ming Meng lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at the face of the blue-eyed ghost.

"Buddha-honored One...you have forgiven us, but we have not...you...please hold back!"

Chi Buzi was always calm and composed, but for the first time he was shocked by these words. His green eyes swept over his holy face and he shook his head, saying:

"So this is how the Way of Good Joy is practiced."

He vaguely sensed something, and his divine power immediately swept through his body, cutting off his energy. He did not look at the person in front of him, but said calmly:

"Jinlian, hand over [Mansion Shen Yuxuanlin] to me, and I won't kill your disciples."

There was silence in the sky, and a faint sound of vibration could be heard. The monk in front of him had transformed into a Dharma body that stood tall and upright, with a joyful face spanning the sky. The Sanskrit sound vibrated, and the light was rich, illuminating the Weak Water!

"Late...dog!"

When Chi Buzi heard this, he felt his heart and lungs churning and burning. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, also becoming ruthless!
'I'm going to test your skills, you stupid bastard!'