The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 374 Lu Sheng and Deep Blue

Ahead, in the dark starry sky, a single star emitting grayish-white light rotated alone, and there were no stars around it.

"It's weird."

Shen Ma murmured in a low voice. When he approached, he felt an unusual aura. There was a bit of light in the depths, and a bit of warmth in the coldness.

"Go, go down and have a look."

After passing through the gray atmosphere, Shenma finally saw the surface of the star clearly. The ground was scorched black, as if it had been scorched by a raging fire, and only a few low vegetation existed.

Moreover, the air is filled with a thin layer of gray fog all year round, cold and humid, and some places are even shrouded in darkness, which is completely unreal.

This place is severely suppressed by the Dao, and the aura is thin, which cannot support the monks to realize the Tao and practice. It is an ancient land that has declined.

However, even so, there are still many creatures living here, especially the human race.

"Hey!"

Shen Ma and Malphite landed on a hill, not far away smoke from cooking, a small village is located at the foot of the hill, a stream flows slowly, surrounded by yellow and orange rice.

"Hey, I haven't seen such an idyllic scenery for a long time, I miss it so much." Shen Ma couldn't help thinking of Concubine Luo Mi's quiet little village, full of memories.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, Malphite stretched out a big hand, poked into the bushes, and pulled out a mass of soil mixed with countless straws.

I saw the lump of mud struggling constantly, shooting straw roots out frequently, but it was difficult to break through Malphite's defense.

"Huh? What a weird creature, but it's so weak, it's just a little bit stronger than ordinary people, no wonder it can avoid my induction." Shen Ma showed surprise, and opened his five-color eyes to scan back and forth.

"A different way?"

Shenma sensed a chaotic imprint of the soul from the straw mud. It has no intelligence and only acts on instinct.This kind of creature is like some kind of special distortion.

"Disperse!"

Shen Ma spread out his spiritual thoughts to perceive the situation within a radius of ten thousand miles.

In a small lake fifty miles away, a blood coffin was buried. Inside the coffin was a mutated blood corpse, which was being conceived.

Hundreds of miles away, on a purple tree as high as ten feet, there are hundreds of corpses hanging, including ferocious birds and beasts, as well as humans.

Thousands of miles away, a wedding procession appeared, with a paper man playing a musical instrument at the front, and a matchmaker with rouge smeared on her cheeks beside the flower bridge.

Within ten thousand miles, all kinds of weird existences are acting according to certain rules. They feed on all kinds of flesh and blood creatures, but their cultivation is very low, and even a Taoist monk can directly sweep them away.

The human race here is not cultivating the sky-shrouding method, but the lowest level of mortal martial arts. It mainly focuses on tempering the flesh and blood. Only a few talented people can compete against strange creatures.

"This place is a pigsty, a pigsty of weird creatures!"

Shen Ma sighed, and walked towards the village ahead with Malphite.

In front, the golden paddy is hanging on the yellowed leaves. When the wind blows, the whole paddy field undulates like sea waves.In the sky above the rice fields, there is also a large group of white lights gathered together, like clouds.

If you look carefully, there are hundreds of human-shaped white lights, they are like children, playing and playing, making strange laughter of "hehe".

"Humph!"

Shen Ma let out a muffled snort, and the clusters of white light instantly shattered and turned into pieces of light rain, falling on the rice fields.

"What's going on? The rice boy has disappeared!"

"Ah! Monster, run!"

At the edge of the rice field, when a dozen or so farmers in rags and sackcloth saw the figures of Shenma and Malphite, they were so frightened that their buttocks pissed and screamed continuously, but their bodies were completely out of control, and they couldn't move at all. no.

After all, Malphite's ten-foot-long body alone looks like a small mountain bag from a distance, coupled with the scattered drops of holy power, how can those mortals be able to compete?
If it wasn't for the two of them intentionally controlling the coercion, they might turn into dust in an instant within a radius of ten miles.

"Sir, forgive me!"

"My lord, we are willing to be servants and slaves. I just ask that you have a large number, so that I will not die!"

……

A sound of begging for mercy sounded in the field, one after another.

"Hmph, the left and right are just dead, what are you begging them for, I've already had enough of this day!"

A man in his fifties gritted his teeth tightly, his whole body was bulging with veins, desperately trying to break free from that terrifying pressure.

"Did you make a mistake? This seat is not the weird existence you think, uh, I almost forgot, Xiao Mo, please restrain your coercion quickly, don't scare them." Shen Ma said.

"Got it!" Moffitt replied.

"Phew!" The dozen or so farmers present breathed a sigh of relief, and the terrifying sense of oppression on their bodies finally disappeared.

"Tap!"

Shen Ma stepped forward, staring at the only middle-aged man in the crowd who dared to speak out, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, and said: "You are very good, and you even have a trace of the blood of the Eucharist. Would you like to practice Taoism with me?"

"Cultivation?" The man's eyes showed doubts, and he was very unfamiliar with this term.

"Well, how should I put it? Let me show you!"

Shen Ma stretched out a powerful hand into the void, and after a while, the big hand descended with a blood-red coffin.

"Blood Resentment Coffin!" Everyone present backed up, their faces pale and terrified, and some of them ran directly towards the village, terrified.

"I don't know how scary this thing is in your eyes, but for me, killing it is easier than strangling an ant." Shen Ma chuckled.

Afterwards, the so-called Blood Resentment Coffin was reduced to a pile of powder in front of everyone, and the existence in it disappeared without even howling.

"Immortal!" Everyone shouted in unison, and the timid ones already bowed their heads in worship.

"This?" The middle-aged man was also dumbfounded, but he quickly came back to his senses, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "I am willing to practice Taoism with you, but I, Lu Sheng, will never do anything against the common people. moral thing."

"Lu Sheng? Good name! Don't be so wary, I come from outside the territory, and I won't stay here for too long."

"External territory?" Lu Sheng's heart was fluctuating, and he looked horrified.

"When you cultivate enough in the future and step out of this ancient star, you will naturally understand. Let's go, take me into your village." Shen Ma laughed.

"Yes, my lord, please." Lu Sheng said respectfully.

"To join my Dutian lineage, just call me the boss." Shen Ma said.

"Yes, Boss... Boss!" Lu Sheng coughed dryly, feeling that the boss's voice was a bit awkward, like a gang in the market.

The paddy fields were only three miles away from the village, and after a while, they came to the entrance of the village.

"Dong dong!"

A ten-foot-long cowhide drum was placed on the open space at the entrance of the village. A big man held two copper hammers and kept pounding on the cowhide drum, making the sound deafening.

Around it, there are seven or eight men holding spears and swords, waiting in full force.

"This cowhide drum is interesting, it can barely defend against those weird existences." Shen Ma laughed.

"Village Chief, don't worry, this is a god who descended from outside the territory and will not harm us." Lu Sheng rushed forward and shouted loudly.

"You... said they are gods, are they gods? There are hundreds of people in the village, in case... something happens, can you afford it?" An old man in his sixties stood up and looked at Shen Ma and Shen Ma. The huge figure of Malphite trembled.

"Village Chief, these two adults are really gods. I just saw the adults grab the blood grudge coffin from a very far away, and with a light grip, they directly smashed the coffin."

"Yes, if your lord wants to harm us, he will turn into dust within a radius of ten miles."

……

More than a dozen farmers who had seen Shenma's supernatural powers hurriedly explained, for fear of offending the two living gods in front of them.

The village chief was still hesitating, but Shen Ma directly stretched out his supernatural hand, grabbed the cowhide drum, and observed its structure.

"He's not afraid of Weigu!"

"immortal!"

"This is definitely a fairy!"

The village head and the seven or eight big men were so startled that it was as if a thunder had exploded above their heads. In their eyes, the village drums were the strongest magic weapon against the strangeness.

"It seems that there are still some monks in this world who understand formation patterns, but for some reason the practice method has been erased? Could it be that someone is playing tricks?" Shen Ma found several incomplete patterns in Weigu, which proves that there are still formation patterns in this world. legally inherited.

However, his divine sense was scattered for thousands of miles, but he didn't find a monk who practiced the method of shrouding the sky, which made him extremely confused.

"Okay, stop kneeling. I am here only to preach. If you are willing to practice, you can wait here at this time tomorrow. If you don't want to, I won't force it."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Ma and Malphite disappeared in front of them.

"Preaching, practicing..." A group of villagers stared blankly at the direction where Shenma disappeared, unable to recover for a long time.

Thousands of miles away, [-] miles away, and [-] miles away, Shenma set foot in dozens of human cities and hundreds of uninhabited caves on this day, and found that this star really has no magic to cover the sky, and here The Dao Law seems to have been modified, specifically for practitioners.

"Could it be cursed by the Supreme?" He was at a loss, feeling that there must be a big secret hidden in it.

A day later, he came to the small village again.

At the entrance of the village, there is a large population, young and old, at least half of the people in the village have come.

"Haha, I thought you guys would run away overnight because of the fear in your heart." Shen Ma laughed.

"Don't dare, dare not, it's my blessing to be able to practice with the adults." The village chief said tremblingly.

They did discuss about escaping last night, but the wilderness is full of dangers, running out is no different from dying, so they stayed in the end.

"It is indeed your blessing. Since I set foot on the ancient road to the starry sky, all the arrogances of all walks of life have run away, and even the Great Sage has killed several..." Shen Ma began to tell his glorious deeds.

It's just that the dozens of villagers below are stunned. Some of them don't even know a few big characters. Listening to Shen Ma's boast, it feels like a fairy tale.

"Ahem, forget it, you don't understand this. Now, those who want to practice can stay here, and those who don't want to practice can leave." Shen Ma said.

Some timid villagers ran away directly. If the village chief hadn't forced them to come, they might not know where to hide now.After all, what they are facing is the dragon horse and the stone man they have never touched.

"Do you know what cultivation is?" Shen Ma asked.

"I don't know." All the villagers shook their heads in unison, looking puzzled.

"I know, practice is to become stronger, I want to become stronger, please teach me the immortal method!"

A [-] or [-]-year-old boy opened his mouth and said, he was wearing bunt clothes, showing muscles like horned dragons, and although his face was still immature, his brows and eyes were piercing.

"Oh, why do you want to become stronger?" Shen Ma asked.

"I want to kill those nasty weirdos and avenge my mother!" The boy clenched his fists and said loudly.

"Yes, you have ambition. A practitioner must first establish an ambition and persevere in order to reach the other shore. If you don't even have ambition, how can you talk about cultivation? Young man, very good! What's your name?" Shen Ma said.

"My name is Lu Shenlan!" The boy said forcefully.

"Boss... big, this is my son." Lu Sheng said.

"Haha, it can be said that the tiger father has no dogs! No wonder he also has the meager blood of the holy body, so it is your seed. Do you have any children? Call them all." Shen Ma said.

"Boss, this is the only child in my family's ten generations." Lu Sheng said awkwardly.

"It's a pity, you child looks sleepy to me, do you want to join my family?" Shen Ma asked.

"Think!" Lu Shenlan said loudly.

"Very good, just call me the boss from now on." Shen Ma said.

"Yes, boss!" Lu Shenlan said cheerfully.

Lu Sheng's face on the side was already darkened, and he followed his son to call Shen Ma the boss. He felt that he was virtually equal to his son.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. Next, I will tell you about cultivating the Tao. You have to listen carefully. The human body has countless 'doors'. Cultivation is to constantly open these 'doors' and discover the true self..."

Shen Ma held the coffin on his head, and passed on the profound meaning of practice to all the villagers present in the form of spiritual thoughts.

Even foolish people who know nothing about spiritual practice can quickly understand the profound meaning of spiritual practice after being empowered by him.

Not only that, Shenma also took out a ten thousand year old medicine, took its essence, and sprinkled it into rain to nourish their bodies, allowing them to open the 'door' in their bodies and embark on the road of practice.

"The "Ling Treasure Sutra" was created by the Nine Heavenly Gods in the Age of Mythology, Lingbao Tianzun. His scriptures are powerful and powerful, and they specialize in strange and unknown..."

Next, Shen Ma passed on the wheel of the "Ling Treasure Sutra".

A month later, under the guidance of Shen Ma, Lu Shenlan was the first to perceive the existence of the wheel of life.

"Boss, I feel it. Something is moving in my stomach, and it's about to gush out." Lu Shenlan excitedly said.

"Calm down, concentrate, try hard to pry open that layer of diaphragm, and you can reach the sea of ​​bitterness." Shen Ma said.

"Yes!"

Lu Shenlan sat cross-legged on the open space, trying to guide the surge of divine power. Not long after, a faint golden glow burst out from under his navel, and the sound of the tide could be faintly heard.

"The blood is still too thin, but it's good, at least in the future, he won't suffer the cruel catastrophe like Ye Fan." Shen Ma sighed secretly.

"Hey!"

At this moment, strands of gray mist surged in, carrying a cold and evil aura, which made people feel creepy.

"This is... a curse?!"

……

(End of this chapter)