With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 161

Two people came who had joined the sect.

At the same time, he also received incense and became a new era warrior with the appearance of Dharma.

There was a lot of noise in the woods not far outside Yuanjun Temple.

Say something weird.

What this is is a deserted mountain temple.

Collecting incense and belief without permission.

It violated the rules jointly agreed upon by the religious leaders.

This time, they were ordered to cut down mountains and destroy temples.

Li Zhen, who accidentally overheard their conversation, picked his ears.

I feel a little insulted to my intelligence.

贫道

Pooh.

Xiaobai's Yuanjun Temple has been standing here for so many years.

I don’t need anyone’s permission.

What's more, these sects haven't wiped their own butts yet.

He rushed up and took the chicken feathers as arrows.

They also came up with some kind of labor regulations.

It's just a bit confusing.

Li Zhen shook his head, too lazy to pay attention to these bored guys.

A thought came to my mind.

Thinking about it to himself, it was like the divine consciousness described in the novel before.

Suddenly, it spread outward.

It's like turning into a pair of big hands.

He set aside the formation that was casually arranged outside Yuanjun Temple a few days ago.

The mist surged and silenced all sounds.

Block all those who come to offer incense without sincerity.

The world suddenly became cleaner.

Li Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

He lowered his head and looked at the little foxes waiting for him in the palace.

He nodded and continued to read:

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive."

"The sun and the moon are waxing and waning, and the stars are shining brightly."

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below.

The foxes shook their heads along with him.

It was as if I really understood.

Jingming thirty-four years.

The iron stone in Li Zhen's hand took shape for the first time.

There is no edge, no sharp edge.

On the contrary, through continuous hard work, it became mellow.

It's like an iron ball that can be held in one hand, or like a bead.

After being refined and washed day after day, his whole body was surrounded by a faint black and white aura.

No need for real energy stimulation.

It can float in mid-air by itself, which is quite magical.

When the white fox first saw this bead, he was shocked.

What the hell?

The stones will fly.

But he couldn't bear to take his eyes away.

Hiding behind Li Zhen, he looked carefully.

Looking at it, I wanted to touch it, but I was a little scared.

Li Zhen smiled softly.

At the same time, there was a somewhat satisfied look on his eyebrows.

The first time you try to refine a weapon, you can achieve something.

I have to say that Li Dazhen is really a genius!

But the thing that bothered him was.

Since nearly a year.

People in those sects.

He didn't back down from his previous warning.

Instead, they increased their efforts to send people here.

Li Zhen took a lot of trouble.

Pindao doesn't have much treasure on him.

This Yuanjun Temple is another ruined temple.

What is there for those people to worry about.

Could it be that.

Just because of the incense of this place?

I don't understand.

Since he didn't understand, Li Zhen wasn't prepared to think too much.

He was about to get up and set up the killing array he had newly researched from the "town" character.

Give these ungrateful sect members some color.

Suddenly.

He stopped, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"seemingly."

"Maybe there's something in me that they really want."

Li Zhen turned around.

Under the confused eyes of the white fox, he quickly walked into the house.

Quite a search.

Finally, I found a book on the corner of the table.

It was the diary I picked up from Zhuang Yu.

At that time, I had just decided to live in Yuanjun Temple, and there were many things to do.

Then I forgot about this diary.

When I was free, I thought it was somewhat immoral to read people's diaries. .

Over the years, it has become a foothold on the table.

Just now.

But there is another reason why I have to watch it.

"Zhuang Yu, Zhuang Yu."

"Pindao doesn't mean to read your diary. Everything happens for a reason."

Mouthing like this.

Li Zhen sat under the tree and opened it with curiosity.

[In the twenty-fourth year of Jingming Dynasty, on the first day of March, it was sunny.

Everything in the Wulin Alliance is going well, but it's not as interesting as when we were running the Great Blue Dragon Association on our own. 】

[In the twenty-fourth year of Jingming Dynasty, June 15th, it is cloudy.

I feel a little nostalgic when I return to the Bloody Knife Gate station in Daxue Mountain after a long absence.

On the way, we encountered a ruined temple that actually enshrined foxes, which was strange. 】

[In the twenty-fifth year of Jingming Dynasty, April 22nd, there was a strong wind.

This world seems to be undergoing some unknown changes secretly.

But what exactly is the change? I am scratching my head and worrying. 】

[In the twenty-sixth year of Jingming Dynasty, May 15th, it was sunny.

It has been almost a month since the heavy rain, and some demagogic sects have emerged uniformly in various places.

It's a bit weird, I'm going to check it out. 】

Diary, intermittently.

The content looks very normal.

What Li Zhen didn't expect was.

庄瑀

I have actually been to Yuanjun Temple.

I also saw the fox enshrined here.

He couldn't help but glance at the white fox who leaned over curiously to see what he was looking at.

The white fox raised his head and blinked at him.

Some doubts.

Li Zhen smiled and didn't explain anything.

It's all over, and there's no need to mention it again now.

But, is this fate?

really

Wonderful.

He lowered his head and continued reading the diary.

[In the twenty-sixth year of Jingming Dynasty, July 11th, it was sunny.

I discovered the great secret hidden by all sects!

There is incense in the world, and faith creates gods!

Maybe, this is my chance, a chance to become a god! 】

[At the end of the twenty-sixth year of Jingming Dynasty.

Make me an image and worship me as your god.

The Blood God Sect has been established for more than five months, and I can already feel the power.

Abundant power, the power to enchant people!

When I went out, I met an enemy on the road and fell into the water. 】

See this.

Li Zhen paused and scratched his head involuntarily.

He didn't expect to see familiar people in this diary.

just

This short sentence seems to have been said, but it seems not to have been said.

It's so embarrassing.

If only Feng Chong, who was happy now and didn't know where he was, knew.

Tsk tsk.

I don’t know how angry I will be.

He shook his head and smiled.

Li Zhen continued to browse the diary.

However, the subsequent records are somewhat lacking.

The whole story is that I killed hundreds of people in blood sacrifices and became stronger.

Tomorrow, I will kill thousands more people in blood sacrifice, and I will become stronger, and some other useless words.

Li Zhen has no interest in these.

After all, people die.

Is it powerful?

not necessarily.

Flipping through it quickly, the diary is almost at its bottom.

Just when he turned to the last few pages, Li Zhen's eyes lit up and he murmured:

"So that's it."

[In the thirty-first year of Jingming Dynasty, on the first day of January, it snowed heavily.

After six years of teaching, he accumulated countless wealth.

Although it is of no use to me, I am not willing to share it with those greedy people.

So I hid them in places that mattered most to me.

After doing this, we went to Tianshan Mountain. It was time to spread the reputation of the Blood God Cult throughout this area. 】

Li Zhen closed the diary.

Looking at a page of crude drawings that fell in his hand. He was somewhat silent.

The so-called treasure trove is actually outside Dihua City.

Zhuang Yu’s former wife: Xi’er’s tomb is not far away.

"Ah~"

Li Zhen sighed.

It turns out that even someone like the leader of the Blood God can do such a tragic thing as blood sacrifice to a living person.

There is still a soft place in his heart.

"It's just that if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

Recalling the first time we met.

The appearance of that boy with a yin and yang head.

He shook his head and flicked it casually.

If there is wind, frequency will help.

The page of paper in his hand floated out of the backyard and out of Yuanjun Temple.

Finally, he landed in the middle of a group of people who were at war with each other and dressed in different clothes.

Came at the same time.

There are also a few light words.

"Here is the secret map of the Blood God Cult."

"You can take it according to the picture, but you can't damage the tomb next to it."

"If it's against the rules, we should be like this."

The words fell.

There was a flash of thunder in the clear sky, and fire was lit in the void.

In an instant, there was a sudden flash of lightning on a century-old tree.

Laoshu:? ? ?

The next moment, everything turned into charcoal.

People in the sect who originally had different ideas.

For a moment, his face turned pale with different expressions.

You look at me and I look at you.

In silence, they retreated one after another.

Nonsense, the treasure can be divided later.

But you only have one life, and if it’s gone, it’s gone.

but

Where did this god come from?

It can both kill the leader of the Blood God.

Now, he can summon thunder with his bare hands.

Such methods are like those of an immortal.

Not to mention these warriors, most of whom only have a golden body of less than half a foot.

Even if the leaders of various religions come.

I'm afraid, I have to kneel down and sing "conquer".

Such thoughts are spinning.

Although from different denominations.

But in the minds of many people present, the same idea came to mind.

When we go back, we must turn the area around Yuanjun Temple into a restricted area.

Grandma’s, it’s so scary!

at the same time.

Beyond Middle-earth.

among the East China Sea Islands.

Fengchong sits among a rocky beach.

The sky and the earth are empty, only the sound of waves crashing echoes.

And, a long sword across his knees.

He closed his eyes tightly and frowned.

It seems that he is enduring some pain.

However, at the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

A look of doubt flashed across his eyes.

"Chong'er!"

"But I'm too tired, so why not take a break for a while."

Qi Hongshuang, who was watching him closely at the side, saw this and jumped up quickly, saying with concern.

"I'm fine."

"I just suddenly felt like someone was thinking about me."

Feng Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"It's just that this cultivation method that combines the magic weapon with the human sword can really defeat the Blood God Cult Leader?"

Qi Hongshuang's expression also changed, and she couldn't bear it.

But looking at the lingering sadness and perseverance in his brows, the words that originally advised him to give up were not uttered after all.

"Such a magical weaponry method was accidentally acquired by my ancestors from overseas fairy islands."

"It is said that it is the orthodox path of martial arts outside the world."

"It's just that something crucial seemed to be missing in the past years, which prevented me from practicing."

"But now the world is undergoing great changes, and gods and ghosts are appearing. I think if anyone can master this method this time, it must be Chong Erqian."

Looking at Qi Hongshuang's encouraging eyes.

Chongchong moved his lower lips and said softly:

"I hope so."

Swirl around.

In her extremely concerned eyes.

Again, he closed his eyes.

And in the invisible sight of ordinary people.

There are strands of Qi wrapped around the blade of the long sword.

Time and again, it was cut and shattered by the invisible sword light.

But in the failure again and again, it keeps coming back.

It seems like there is no end.

Li Zhen had no way of knowing what happened to Feng Chong.

Therefore, I don’t know.

This boy did not know where to enjoy happiness as he thought.

Instead, he was practicing a method that no one had ever successfully practiced before, while suffering a lot.

At this time, he looked at Yuanjun Temple, which had become clean again.

Lying contentedly under the ginkgo tree.

at last

Can have a good night's sleep.

And the white fox on the side.

It's the same as always.

Press, bounce, and press the beads suspended in mid-air.

Have fun.

Jingming thirty-five years.

News of the immortal in Yuanjun Temple spread.

Although ordinary people would not know that this so-called "immortal" is Li Zhen.

But it can't be hidden from people who are interested.

So, in this year.

Two people walked into Yuanjun Temple.

Get rid of the pestering little foxes.

Finally, I saw Li Zhen in the backyard.

It was Li Xianling and Zi Zi who were driven down the mountain by him and had been wandering outside for a long time.

Their appearance remained unchanged.

Even with these years of practice, I have become a little younger.

But the temperament on his body has faded away.

A little more calm and a little more mature.

They were very excited to see Li Zhen.

But what people didn’t expect was.

Li Zhen didn't feel the joy of meeting again after a long separation.

He just sat up from the chair under the ginkgo tree and vaguely saw who the person was.

He looked past these two beings who were known as fairies in the world.

He looked towards the empty back.

Then, he muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"Why have you been out all these years?"

"When you come back, are you still alone?"

"Are we going to learn the Tao of poverty and end up alone forever?"

The words trailed off.

When we met again after so many years, the somewhat sentimental atmosphere immediately disappeared.

Li Xianling was the first to hold his breath and rushed over with his teeth and claws bared.

Grabbing his beard and not letting go.

If such a scene were seen by people who admired her in the world.

That is when the faith is shattered and shattered to pieces.

Naturally, he is not as big or small as Li Xianling.

But after being down the mountain for many years, it feels a little more "human" than before.

At this time, he didn't step forward to stop him. He just gave Li Zhen a roll of his eyes.

After that, he turned his attention to the white fox who was watching them quietly.

After a while of fighting.

The unfamiliarity that was not much was eliminated.

When several people sat together again and talked about the past years.

Li Zhen still held a cup of chrysanthemum tea and asked Li Xianling:

"Have you ever been to Tianshan Mountain when you came back this time?"

"Never."

Li Xianling shook his head.

"Then go and take me to say hello to Master Xiaoyao Palace."

"By the way, bring back those two idiots Erqing."

Li Xianling looked at him with a half-smile.

Get up and leave gracefully.

But of course he stayed.

Naturally, he took over the task of taking care of Li Zhen's daily life.

As always, nothing seems to have changed.

But both she and Li Zhen understood that something had changed.

After the rest of the month.

Li Xianling returned under a drizzle.

While bringing back Erqing and Briquettes who were full of resentment.

I also brought back some ridiculous news:

"Kunlun Mountains"

"It seems like a dragon is born!"

(End of this chapter)