Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 133 Entering the Land of Hundred Flowers (Please subscribe)

"Little master, what are you doing here?" The old man looked at the silent moonlight and couldn't help but wonder.

His eyes fell on Tian Mansion not far away, and a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

Pudu was waiting for an answer when he suddenly saw a figure walking out of the night. He was holding a cloth-wrapped package in his arms. He looked around and hurriedly disappeared into the street.

"This is..." The old Taoist showed a hint of surprise. Although he couldn't see his face, he could sense it from the aura and naturally knew who it was.

Pudu smiled faintly, but he still couldn't calm down?
The two followed immediately.

White Hart Academy,

Although the distance between Tian Mansion and White Deer Academy is not too far, it is still extremely difficult for a scholar who has no strength to tie a chicken. I saw him gasping for breath and resting for a while at the entrance of White Deer Academy. , climbed over the wall and entered the academy, and then ran straight towards the library.

It is worth mentioning that this library was built with funds from the Tian family.

"The young master has already expected that there is something wrong with this boy from the Tian family?"

"It's just an occasional discovery."

Looking at Pudu's calm face, the old Taoist felt very complicated. He was really a formidable young man. Not to mention having such strength at such a young age, he was actually a bit stronger than him when he was observing Yiyi.

It's strange, why didn't I notice it at all in Tian Mansion?
After a while, Tian Li was seen coming out of the library, quietly leaving the academy and disappearing into the street.

After watching Tian Li leave, Pudu appeared and walked towards the library. The locked door was nothing in front of the two of them and was opened easily.After entering the library, he walked to a corner and took out a few books in the same manner, only to reveal a hidden compartment. When he opened the secret compartment, there was a package that Tian Li had brought with him.

Pudu stretched out his hand to take it, but saw several sharp daggers shooting out from both sides.

"boom!"

After the crisp sound, the daggers were broken one after another, but Pudu didn't even leave a trace on his hand.

The left and right are just mechanisms set up by mortals. It is undoubtedly a fantasy to cause harm to a Zifu monk.

Under the doubtful eyes of the old man, Pudu took out the package and opened it, revealing a very ordinary picture.

A hint of sadness flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, was it just a picture scroll?
Although this scroll does look old, even if it is an antique, it has no use to monks like them, it is just a common thing.

"It's just an ordinary picture. I'm afraid the young master will be disappointed." The old Taoist joked.

Pudu did not reply, but simply took off the package, completely revealing the scroll, and then slowly unfolded it, and a half-life picture of landscapes and pavilions suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The old Taoist looked at it twice and then looked away. It was true as he guessed, it was indeed just a vulgar painting.

Is this a fairyland picture?
A flash of doubt flashed in Pudu's eyes. It seemed to be an extremely ordinary painting, but with the Tian family being such a wealthy family, even if the ancient painting was very precious, it would not be enough to send it out of Tian's house late at night.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, that is, this thing is extraordinary.

Pudu took the scroll and walked to the table nearby, then slowly unfolded it. A ray of moonlight shone on the picture, and the little silver gleam was actually absorbed by the scroll.

Such a strange sight naturally attracted the attention of the old Taoist, who looked over in shock. This seemingly ordinary picture turned out to be anything but ordinary.

"Little master, this picture scroll?"

"Fellow Taoist, do you remember what the evil cultivator from the Tian family said about his purpose in Yunzhou?"

The old Taoist nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, there is something to say. It is for some kind of fairyland map, which can help the monks of transforming spirits to avoid thunder disasters. I think it is just a joke. How can there be such a strange thing in the world!"

The old Taoist laughed lightly, his eyes fell on the magical scroll, the smile on his face couldn't help but froze, and then he looked at Pudu with a stiff expression.

"This picture..."

"That's right, I guess it's the so-called fairyland map." Pudu laughed.

how come?
Is there really such a strange thing?

If so, doesn't it mean that this is a key to the Void Refining monk?
Since ancient times, it has not been difficult to transform into a god, but the Void Refining Thunder Tribulation is rare. But what the evil cultivator said is true, so this picture scroll can definitely be regarded as an artifact.

A flash of fire flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, but it slowly faded away after a moment, revealing a wry smile.

"My little friend, I almost caused the old Taoist to lose his Taoist heart."

Pudu smiled lightly and nodded. As expected of a sword cultivator, he was about to condense the sword's heart. Even if he had the evil intention of the sword, he could still stabilize the Taoist heart.

Sword cultivators pay attention to moving forward indomitably, and their hearts cannot tolerate the slightest retreat. This also makes sword cultivators mostly upright people. Even if they are going through a tribulation, they will choose their own strength. If they use exotic treasures, they will lose their sword heart. For sword cultivators, it is not much lighter than the broken Nascent Soul.

"My fellow Taoist swordsman has a solid heart, and he is truly worthy of his reputation as a sword cultivator."

A flash of pride flashed across the old Taoist's face, and then he said with a smile: "Hahaha, I haven't gathered the sword's heart yet, but it makes me laugh."

Then his eyes fell on the scroll: "Little Master, this scroll seems to be very ordinary. Could it be that it has some secrets?"

A flash of curiosity also flashed in Pudu's eyes, and then a golden light appeared in his eyes. He looked at the scroll again. Through the scroll, he seemed to see a small world of flowers blooming, and there were a lot of flowers in the world. At this moment, a pair of eyes looked at him across the distance. , bursting out with a destructive brilliance.

Pudu was shocked, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Transformation cultivator?

There are actually living beings in this scroll?
And there is also a god-transforming monk.

Pudu withdrew his gaze and frowned deeply.

With his current strength, although he can be invincible within the Purple Mansion Realm, if he faces the monks who transform into gods, he may not be able to do it. The Arhat Golden Body Technique suddenly flashed in his mind, which is also a Buddhist magical power. It's much easier. He has also been practicing these days. He originally wanted to save some merit, but now it seems that he may have to change his mind.

The tens of thousands of merits left behind disappeared in an instant, and the Arhat's golden body also broke through in the blink of an eye.

Xiaocheng,

Dacheng,

Finally, it stops at the state of Dacheng and Perfection.

With the breakthrough of the realm, the effectiveness of the Arhat's Golden Body is far less than that of the Vajra Dharma Body. Even the Arhat's Golden Body in the realm of Dacheng and Perfection can only be used to protect itself in the realm of transformation. For the divine monks to compete, they may need to break through the perfection of the Arhat's golden body.In order to break through the perfection of the Arhat's golden body, a huge amount of merit is required.

Pudu shook his head slightly, he should be satisfied if he could break through to the Great Perfection.

The old Taoist looked at Pudu in confusion and saw that he suddenly fell into a daze. Do you believe him so much?

As everyone knows, if he had not hidden his greed just now, Pudu would naturally not believe him. But if he could hide his greed and stabilize his Taoist heart, it would prove that he is a true sword cultivator. Sword cultivators have always been upright, so it doesn't take much. Worry.

Secondly, Pudu still retains three points of his mind. Even when facing a sword cultivator, he can suppress him in a moment.

After regaining consciousness, he slowly looked at the scroll.

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to follow the young monk to the scroll to have a look?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist invited me, how could I refuse?" The two looked at each other and smiled.

Pudu stretched out his hand to touch the scroll, and saw a bright light on the scroll, and then sucked it in. Upon seeing this, the old Taoist did not hesitate at all, and immediately followed Pudu into the scroll.

The silver light fell, leaving only the scroll alone on the table.

Wonderland of flowers,

Two figures descended from the sky,

Countless eyes in the fairyland looked towards the sky, with vigilance flashing in their eyes, and the solemn look on their faces was self-evident.

The old man looked at the world with curiosity. In terms of aura, it seemed to be no less than the outside world. However, he felt a faint sense of shackles restraining him, and his strength dropped by [-]% out of thin air.

"What a strange space." The old man frowned.

As for the woman below, one could tell at a glance that she was not a human being, but a spirit formed from hundreds of flowers, so there was no life on the ground, only flowers, and there was no karma on her body.

But even so, the eyes of the old Taoist were filled with killing intent, and he had the illusion of killing him completely.If it weren't for the lady in palace makeup standing on the top of the mountain, I'm afraid she would have shot directly.

"God-Transformation Monk, how come there is a God-Transformation Demon here?" The old Taoist murmured in disbelief.

Are they just two juniors from Zi Mansion?
On the top of the mountain, after seeing Pudu and Lao Dao, Mrs. Gongzhuang's eyes flashed with disappointment.

"You two have come a long way, why don't you come down and talk."

An ethereal voice sounded, and a rainbow bridge stretched by flower petals appeared at the feet of the two.

The old Taoist's face was full of fear, but he didn't show any fear, while Pudu smiled slightly and took the lead in walking towards the top of the mountain on the flower bridge. The old Taoist saw this and had no choice but to follow.

"Little monk Pudu has met the senior."

"Don't be too polite, just sit down."

"Thank you senior."

The old man looked around vigilantly, but suddenly relaxed, and sat down.

I saw several women standing aside, all of whom were in the Purple Mansion Realm. There were six of them. In addition, there were many Xuandan Realm monks. If they really wanted to attack the two of them, how could they have a chance to resist?It’s better not to be laughed at.

"I know the intention of the two coming here, and the three people are safe."

"Thank you senior."

"But it's not that easy to take someone from me easily."

"Senior, please speak."

"I only have one condition, and that is that you can rescue us from this dimension."

Save this space?

Pudu frowned. Although he didn't know how to operate it specifically, it would be extremely dangerous to say it from the mouth of a god-transformation monk.

"No, if these monsters are allowed to go out, I'm afraid it will cause another disaster to the world."

Pudu was startled and suddenly rolled his eyes. He was indeed a sword cultivator.

The person sitting across from him was a god-transformation monk. He was not looking for death like this.

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he saw a vast and abyss-like aura pressing towards the two of them. A sword shadow appeared above Lao Dao's head. Before he could react, the sword shadow shattered in response. Lao Dao spit out a mouthful of blood, which showed that the spirit transformation and After all, there is a natural chasm between the Purple Mansion Realm.

Pudu, on the other hand, shook his head, and a golden Arhat appeared behind him. The Arhat had nine golden dragons coiling around it. It was the Arhat's golden body and the mighty heavenly dragon's protective method.Although the aura of transforming into a god is extremely strong, it still dissipates like a spring breeze when faced with the blessing of two magical powers.

Mrs. Gong Zhuang, who was at the top, could not help but look slightly sideways when she saw this.

It's no wonder that a sword cultivator at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm respects a young monk at the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, because of his extraordinary strength.

Although she has not tested its limits, it is enough for her.

The old man's face turned pale, and he secretly regretted it. He just spoke out of his heart, and only after he had spoken out did he realize that something was wrong, but by then it was already too late. There was a heavy feeling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood blurted out unconsciously. His internal organs trembled, even though it was a minor injury. , but it’s enough to recuperate for a while.

kindness?
I thought that the young monk would also suffer some injuries from him, but I never expected that there would be no response for a long time.

Looking sideways, he saw a golden body of Arhat with a golden dragon sitting cross-legged on top of his head, just looking at the power, it made him faintly tremble.

Deity?

Gan,
This little monk is not done yet.

From the Xuandan realm where I only saw him, I later discovered that it was not that simple. He actually had the cultivation level of Zifu realm. Today, he showed the strength of Transformation realm. It seemed that there was no end. The most important thing was that he was still old. Small, compared to it, his life seems to have been lived like a dog's.

Cursing secretly, he hastily lowered his head, if he was misunderstood, he couldn't bear it.

"Please don't blame me, the monk. This Taoist monk made a mistake." He put away the golden body, put his hands together and gave a salute.

When Mrs. Gong Zhuang saw this, she ignored it and nodded. She was only in the Purple Mansion realm. Even sword cultivators in her eyes were only in the ant realm. However, this little monk seemed to have some great supernatural powers.

"Amitabha."

"Thank you for your understanding. I will tell you what the benefactor's conditions are."

"There is a secret realm within this world, called the Flower Tomb. You go inside and find a stone tablet. It is the spirit of this world. If we are recognized by him as the master, we can escape from this place. But if we cannot get his recognition, There is a great possibility of falling inside, are you willing to enter?"

After the words fell, Pudu suddenly fell into silence.

Flower Tomb!

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is not a kind place. If you go in, you are very likely to die. But if you don't go in, you will have to fight with this person. With his strength, the outcome of the battle of life and death will be difficult to determine.Pudu raised his head and looked at Mrs. Gongzhuang in front of him. He saw red lips, white teeth, charming eyes, and skin that was like gelatin. She turned out to be an extremely beautiful woman.Looking into those bright eyes, he couldn't help but froze on the spot for a moment.

After a long time, Pudu slowly came back to his senses and nodded.

"Can!"

That lady showed a smile, like a hundred flowers blooming.

"Thank you so much, little master."

As for the old Taoist on one side, he was simply ignored. I think he was also a dignified peak cultivator of Zifu in the outside world, and even a sword cultivator. I don’t know how many people complimented him. I didn’t expect to end up in such a situation here, but it’s not surprising, Gein Its strength is considered the lowest among the three.

After the agreement was reached, the atmosphere between the three of them relaxed a lot, and the lady even poured some wine into the wine. This place was a land of hundreds of flowers, so the wine produced was naturally extraordinary.

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