Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 720 Return to Baji Valley

"Venerable, what's going on?"

Outside Nanxumi, the young monk had been waiting for a long time.

Compared to when they first met in the Divine Dynasty, Monk Zhikong's appearance has hardly changed. For travelers, time hardly leaves any traces on them, but the youthfulness in his eyes at the beginning has now quietly disappeared.

Shen Yi mastered the insights left by the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, so solving the animal transformation method was a piece of cake for him.

Moreover, as a Bodhisattva, it is normal for him to have someone around to help with chores. It's just that other Bodhisattvas all bring Arhats with them, so it's a little rare for him to have a sixth-rank practitioner with him, but it can be barely explained.

The two men agreed to address each other as "Venerable" when they were outside so as to avoid being noticed.

"Just give it a try."

Shen Yi adjusted his breathing and his expression gradually became serious.

This was the first time he saw a cultivator who had reached the second level. Just standing in front of the Great Freedom and Purity Bodhisattva, even if the other party did not have any emotional waves, could make people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Those fair and beautiful hands seemed to be able to tear apart the Bodhisattva image woven from the origin of the heavenly order with just a slight tear.

In front of this kind of existence, Shen Yi felt that he had almost performed to the extreme.

But even so, the other party still cannot be said to trust or distrust, but more of indifference.

In the end, what really convinced the Bodhisattva of Pure World was the six-armed phantom of his own body, which proved his deep connection with the Thousand-armed Bodhisattva.

"At least I'm involved."

Shen Yi looked far ahead. Even though he had anticipated this a little, when he learned that the leaders of the three religions were planning to get involved in worldly affairs, tremendous pressure inevitably surged into his heart.

Without considering the imperial aura.

In essence, the Divine Dynasty is just a larger earthly force. The only cultivators that the entire Great South Continent can produce are the three Generals of Zhennan.

As for those military formations, even if they were blessed, they might still be useful in a head-on confrontation, but if they really had to fight against these old foxes with powerful cultivation, they would probably be killed before they could even see their shadows.

Let’s look at the three religions.

Also in the territory of Great South Continent, a third-rank Bodhisattva died, but it seemed that the foundation was not hurt at all. From what Shen Yi knew, there were at least two, Jin Chan and Qi Bao, and on the other side there were also Patriarch Tian Wu and Patriarch Yu Chi.

In addition, the Pure World Bodhisattva said that there would be a Bodhisattva at the foot of the mountain to guide him... The strength of the two sides is simply not on the same level.

In the past, they were restrained by the Immortal Court. If they really let loose and fought, the outcome would most likely be one-sided.

As for why the three religions are still forbearing.

I guess it’s still a matter of human heart.

This group of gods, Buddhas, and immortals are still reluctant to give up the imperial aura of the human world. They are unwilling and dare not stand on the opposite side of the mortal world. Before taking action, they must first stigmatize the Human Emperor so that they can uphold the righteousness of doing justice for the heavens. Only then can they naturally replace the Human Emperor with the "Immortal Emperor".

"..."

Shen Yi thought about the dissolute appearance of the Human Emperor, and it seemed that there was no need for others to slander him.

With a quick analysis of the situation, anyone with a brain can see that the downfall of the Divine Dynasty is inevitable, it is just a matter of time.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, although he did not stay there for a very long time, this Great South Continent is really the most precious place on earth that best fits his idea of ​​a prosperous age.

I wonder how much more comfortable the people here are than those in Hongze.

His group of old friends finally left Hongze with great difficulty and witnessed with their own eyes the real world that King Donglong had described. However, in just a few years, they would face an even more cruel world.

It would be a pity if China were to disappear like this.

"Your Majesty..."

Monk Zhikong noticed that Lord Shen was in a bad mood and called out to him softly.

"fine."

Shen Yi shook his head. The situation he was facing now was completely different from before.

Whether it is Baiyun County or the entire Nanyang, and all the way to Hongze later, it seems that he has always been playing the role of savior, but in essence, saving the world is to save himself.

The Howling Moon Demon King overthrew Qingzhou, and even a Demon-Suppressing General would have a hard time escaping with his life.

The Cave of Thousand Demons guards Nanyang, and the priest of the Martial Temple will never be free in his entire life.

Not to mention that the Nanyang Sect is a thorn in the eyes of the other three dragon palaces except the Eastern Dragon King.

But this time it's really different.

Shen Yi suddenly had many choices. No matter which one he chose, he was confident that he could sit in a high position and eventually become one of those who shared the world.

Except choosing Divine Dynasty.

You know, the young man who woke up one day and inexplicably became a bad cop, only wanted to be free from disasters and illnesses, to keep his life safe, and to live a few more years comfortably.

If I go back to that Divine Dynasty, it would be tantamount to going against my original intention.

"Tsk."

Shen Yi suddenly remembered the night when he traveled through time and space, when he inexplicably stretched out his hand to stop the dog demon.

What exactly is my original intention? Perhaps even I myself cannot explain it clearly.

If you do what you feel like, you will probably not go wrong.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his palm.

The words "immortality" are certainly coveted, but nothing can compare to the joy of having clear thoughts.

"Give me a moment."

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, and the six-winged soul worm fell into the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, looking exhausted.

Even the old ancestor who has been wandering in the void for many years cannot withstand the deduction of thousands of kalpas. You have to know that it has only lived for more than a thousand kalpas in its life.

It even felt a little scary.

Because the owner in front of him could actually show shocking calmness over such a long period of time.

That’s right, even with the help of Patriarch Shenxu, Shen Yi still failed to truly obtain the third-grade Dao fruit.

In the words of this old ancestor, his obsessions were too strong and he was thinking about too many things, so he was unable to feel the power of nothingness at all.

As for the solution... even Old Ancestor Shenxu didn't know. After all, it was able to become a Daluo Immortal because of its origin in the demon clan. The six-winged soul worm is naturally suitable for practicing the Taoism of Huaxu.

But Shen Yi's change of mind just now actually coincided with a sense of freedom and ease.

With this glimmer of insight, he poured in the vast demon life without hesitation.

Of the more than 8,000 kalpas of demon life gained from killing the ancestor Shenxu, only about 5,000 kalpas were left at this moment. Adding the 6,000 kalpas of power already contained in the golden elixir, all gathered into a gray mist in an instant.

Shen Yi closed his eyes, his mind and spirit wandering in the grey mist. When he picked something at random, a transparent thread would fall down.

They are like crystal clear silk, which gradually begin to be woven into shape under the guidance of the soul.

The Taixu Golden Elixir is the heart, and a transparent little man is sitting in the embrace of the Yuan.

At the moment it was complete, it slowly dissipated like a pile of sand, as if it had turned into a misty wind and merged into the gray fog.

Until this moment, the six-winged soul worm was still just surprised by Shen Yi's sudden realization and did not care about this change.

After all, this is a road it has walked before.

The soul wanders in the void, and then it achieves the Dao Fruit of the Divine Void and becomes a Daluo Immortal!

But immediately afterwards, the whistling sound of the wind returned again, circling around the Bodhisattva's fruit position of guardian of the way.

"The wind can also take shape?!"

The six-winged soul worm widened its eyes.

The reason why it has been silent for many years is not voluntarily, but because of the special nature of the Shenxu Dao Fruit.

When the soul is integrated into the realm of Taixu, it is extremely difficult to retrieve it.

"Freedom does not mean having no self." "Recognizing one's true self and being persistent in eliminating obsessions is itself a kind of obsession."

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, just like himself now, he didn't have to hide from the world to avoid disasters, avoid those causes and effects, and be free from worries like the wind. On the contrary, he could do whatever he wanted and stay wherever he wanted. Isn't this also a kind of freedom?

"Let's get going."

He stood up and rushed forward.

Monk Zhikong stood blankly in the mountains, looking around, and saw that the mountains, which were calm just now, were now like a fairyland, with spiritual light flickering all over. Even the running mountain springs exuded a rich and sweet fragrance.

This is... the place of enlightenment!

Lord Shen became a Daluo Immortal Venerable in just sitting and standing? !
……

Baji Valley, deep inside.

The clouds and mist gathered together, thick as an endless white river.

Densely packed figures gathered here, they looked inhuman, yet without any demonic aura, and instead all carried an inexplicable majesty.

Strictly speaking, they are not living beings, but the embodiment of the way of heaven.

Among the gods, Buddhas and immortals mentioned by ordinary people, they still rank first.

"Have you checked everything?"

In the front were two tall figures with pale faces. One of them rubbed his knuckles hard. It was none other than General Qi Feng.

An Eight Extremes Valley is guarded by two third-rank gods.

Now that all the gods have gathered together, they are determined to completely take over this valley and put an end to future troubles.

The one who was questioned by General Qi Feng was not one of the many righteous gods, but an immortal general who was among them.

Although the words "demon" and "immortal" are often used interchangeably, they are two completely different entities.

But in the Baji Valley, these righteous gods did not cast any strange looks at the golden-bodied immortal general.

Immortal General Qian Qing, who holds the fourth rank in officialdom and holds the leopard seal, has successfully gained the recognition of a number of righteous gods through his practical actions over the past few days.

After all... there may not be anyone else in the entire Immortal Court who is more brave and fearless than these people who possess the magical power of rebirth by dripping blood.

Moreover, the speed at which the other party leaped up had already become a wonder in the sky.

"Reporting to the Lord, everything has been investigated."

Qinghua bowed seriously, feeling a little happy in his heart.

It had been a long time since she had offered her master a longevity gift. She only hoped that her luck would be a little better this time so that she could kill a few more big monsters.

"If this battle goes well, when you return to heaven, I'm afraid your position will rise again."

After getting to know each other, Qi Feng was no longer as strict as before, and even teased him in front of the gods: "Don't let those people in the Immortal Court think that we delayed you."

"The Lord God is joking."

Amid the bursts of friendly laughter, Qinghua responded calmly and retreated back into the crowd neither arrogantly nor humbly.

She knew very well how she got to her current position, so she had no right to be arrogant.

However, it was precisely this attitude of hers that made the god next to her look at her with higher regard.

At this moment, the God who had been silent beside Qi Feng raised his eyes slightly, looked at him and frowned, saying: "I always feel that my mind is shaken recently, and my state is a little bit wrong."

"Why, you've been here for so long that you don't want to leave?"

Qi Feng glanced at his colleague, still joking, not really caring.

The righteous gods were born from the way of heaven, their lifespan is as long as heaven, and they do not need to practice cultivation, so there is no way anything unusual would happen to them.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Lord Haochuan smiled helplessly and rubbed his eyebrows gently.

It is probably because he has been guarding this Baji Valley for too many years. After dealing with those big monsters, it is time to return to the Immortal Palace to recuperate for some time.

He turned around and walked down the mountain.

No one noticed that on the strong back of this deity, dense golden lines appeared faintly, forming a face. The face looked majestic and upright, yet inexplicably a bit weird.

The golden thread was fleeting and soon disappeared into his body.

"By the way, we are about to part, and I want to remind you of something."

Qi Feng did not leave in a hurry, but walked to Qinghua's side, looked at the immortal seriously, and whispered: "I know that no matter how advanced one is, everyone has a few old friends."

"But you are a Meritorious Immortal, you have a good character and a bright future. There is really no need for you to get involved in those inexplicable muddy waters."

"You should know who I'm talking about."

Earlier in Hongze, Qi Feng saw with his own eyes the cultivator from Shenxu Mountain kill Tianwu Qingluan.

He didn't think Shen Yi was wrong.

Even if this boy did not take action, he would still capture Qingluan and take him to Tianwu Mountain to question him.

But this has nothing to do with right or wrong.

Since the young man has been involved in the affairs of this group of monks, no matter what he thinks in his heart, it will be difficult for him to extricate himself.

The Three Immortals Sect and the Bodhi Sect have become increasingly restless recently, and their thoughts are self-evident.

Qi Feng didn't want this immortal general, whom he admired very much, to be involved because of his relatives and friends.

"..."

Qinghua remained silent.

She knew that this deity meant well, but how could he know the relationship between her and her master?

Seeing this, Qi Feng's eyes showed a bit of helplessness.

He shook his head.

Never mind. Loyalty and friendship are part of the other person's good nature.

The righteous gods do not care about the affairs of the mortal world and the cultivation world. At most, he can only remind them of this. As for how to make the decision, it depends on what Qian Qing thinks.

"Go ahead. Earn more merits in the battle in three days. I will then let others assist you, and your hard work these days will not be in vain."

Qi Feng waved his hand, turned around and left.

But even under such strict control, he, as a divine king, did not notice that there were several unfamiliar figures in the Baji Valley.

Somewhere in the valley.

Shen Yi fell along with the breath without informing Qinghua.

Mrs. Niu, who once made Qingzhou tremble with fear, is still too naive in front of the gods, Buddhas and immortals. This can be seen from the incident with Zi Ling. It is easy for the strong to see through her thoughts.

And this time, the actions of the Bodhi Sect revealed that something was wrong from beginning to end.

To relieve the worries of the righteous gods.

It sounds like there's nothing wrong with it, but it depends on the timing.

Just after the sutra was preached, a large number of Arhats died, and a Thousand-armed Bodhisattva also died.

Not to mention heavy losses, at least we should be anxious.

At a time like this, should we let the Bodhisattvas in the religion meddle in the affairs of the righteous gods?
"..."

Shen Yi looked up and saw an old monk sitting cross-legged on a treetop in front of him, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

The other party was like a dry stone, without any breath emanating from his body.

Hiding one's breath and sneaking in, this doesn't seem like the behavior that should be taken when coming to help the righteous gods.

(End of this chapter)