Heaven and Ten Thousand Realms as Dao Patriarch

Chapter 133 Painting the Wall
The six-character mantra of Buddhism was integrated into the alms bowl, which immediately increased the sealing power of the alms bowl, and the true energy in Wang Xuan's body was quickly sealed, so naturally it was impossible to urge the Qing Ming sword to chop from the inside.

"It seems that we can only use the Xuanyin avatar." Wang Xuan was a little depressed. Although his cultivation speed was improving rapidly, he was still inferior to the older generation of monks who had practiced for an unknown number of years.

However, he didn't make too much fuss, and reached out to pat the burial copper coffin on his waist, and the avatar of Xuanyin walked out of it, and punched the bowl.

"Bang!" With one punch, the old monk's life-cultivating alms bowl protruded a large piece, and the spiritual light was dim, even showing signs of falling into the lower grade.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood came out involuntarily.

"Stop! Your boy is going to destroy the poor monk's treasure!" The old monk raised a vajra again, and was about to uncover the bowl and beat Wang Xuan to death.

Wang Xuan did stop, not because the old monk's words had an effect, but because he realized that he had done a stupid thing.

The lid of the bowl looked like a closed bell. After Xuanyin's incarnation punched it down, the sound waves in it vibrated endlessly, making Wang Xuan's body dizzy, and there was even a trace of blood in his ears.

Without saying a word, he directly handed the Qingming sword to Xuanyin's incarnation.The incarnation of Xuanyin took the Qingming sword and slashed it down.

"Crack!"

The old monk just grabbed the alms bowl and opened it, but he was one step too late after all, and there was only half of the alms bowl left in his hand.

"You!!!" The old monk trembled all over, pointed at Wang Xuan as if he was insane, and squirted out a few mouthfuls of blood again.

The alms bowl with which he cultivated both life and life was destroyed, which seriously injured his vitality, and it was difficult to fully recover without more than ten years of self-cultivation.

"What's wrong with me? I just ruined your alms bowl, and your heart hurts?" Wang Xuan sneered, "I will destroy you next time!"

Xuanyin transformed into a sword and charged forward, and Qing Mingjian slashed out a piercing sword light.

The old monk held up the Vajra Pestle in his hand to resist. This is also a top-grade magic weapon, but it is still a big grade worse than the magic weapon, and it was directly cut into two pieces by Xuanyin's incarnation.

The two protective treasures were destroyed one after another, and the old monk had already turned pale and ran away.And Wang Xuan looked at the direction of his escape, it was clearly the location of the capital!

"Sure enough, this old monk must have colluded with Cihang Pudu." Wang Xuan became more certain in his heart, and Xuanyin's avatar turned Ling Xubu and chased after him, fighting with the old monk.

"Bi Luo Tian Qing!"

"Bury all the mortals!"

"misty rain……"

Before the third form of the Burial Sword Jue "Ambiguous Rain" was used, the incarnation of Xuanyin had to stop, because the old monk hadn't caught his three moves, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

"Hey, how come no one can catch the three tricks?" Wang Xuan sighed on the surface, but in his heart he was very proud.

His Xuanyin incarnation is really powerful, at least in the world of Liao Zhai, he can be called almost invincible!
Now his only weakness is his body, and he must improve his body as soon as possible.Or when attacking other worlds next time, the main body will sit in the Xuantian world and only send the Xuanyin avatar to go there.

After killing the old monk, Wang Xuan actually breathed a sigh of relief.He hadn't used Xuanyin's avatar before, of course he didn't want to expose Xuanyin's avatar, but more importantly, it was just in case.

After all, Wang Xuan has not forgotten that there is also this supreme treasure in this temple. The supreme treasure that can emit purple precious light is probably at the level of a spiritual treasure!

If the old monk can use part of the power of the spirit treasure, it will be enough to make Wang Xuan suffer!
Wang Xuan calmed down and walked in the direction of the purple precious light, and soon saw a mural.

In this mural, there is an eminent monk speaking about Zen, surrounded by many women listening. Every woman is beautiful, and all of them are big beauties.

"Outside the capital...an ancient temple...a mural!" Wang Xuan's eyes widened, but he didn't know what it was.

This is clearly the wall painting in Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio!
"I didn't expect that the so-called treasure turned out to be the painted wall, which was beyond my expectation." Wang Xuan sat cross-legged in front of the painted wall quietly, and carefully inspected it with his spiritual thoughts.

After a long time, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The inside of this painting wall is its own space, and the aura of heaven and earth is much richer than that outside, so it can be called a blessed place.

According to Wang Xuan's guess, this painted wall is probably a spiritual treasure refined by the gods and demons of the heavens before the world level of Liaozhai fell!
However, although the power of Lingbao is powerful, it is not so easy to refine.Wang Xuan held the burial copper coffin, and after practicing for so long with the help of Xuantian's will, he only recognized it as its master, and the power it could exert was equivalent to a low-grade magic weapon.

"Is it possible to refine this painted wall? I'll go into it and have a look first." Xuanyin's incarnation walked straight towards the mural. When he stepped out, his whole body seemed to be integrated into the water, and he entered another place. a space.

As soon as he came in, he fell directly in front of the monk speaking Zen in the mural.The old monk looked at him and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"You are from the lower world? How dare you break into the fairyland, do you still want to live?"

Wang Xuan didn't talk nonsense with the monk at all, and kicked him to the ground, causing the surrounding women who were listening to the Zen lecture to exclaim.

"This monk is also a monk, but his cultivation is equivalent to that of a martial artist in the Taoist realm, and he has no means of manipulating the cave." Wang Xuan couldn't help feeling disappointed, and flew up in the air to circle around the cave. lock up.

The area of ​​Huabi Cave is not small, with a diameter of about hundreds of miles. It really looks like a fairyland on earth, and it is so beautiful.

It's just that this secret realm is quite desolate, there are only dozens of flower elves, big and small, such as Peony Fairy, Shaoyao Fairy, etc., and a few golden armored generals.

Just when he was about to continue searching, suddenly a thunderbolt fell towards him.

Wang Xuan raised his head to look at the sky, and punched that thunderbolt, smashing that thunderbolt directly.

"The power of this thunderbolt is not strong, and it is equivalent to the complete killing of entering the Tao. It cannot pose a threat to my Xuanyin incarnation at all." A smile: "But the smell of thunder is so familiar, there is even a hint of catastrophe in it, this should be the catastrophe in the cave."

"If you want to urge Dongtian to send out a catastrophe, you must have a part of this Dongtian's authority!"

Under the gaze of Xuanyin's avatar, a plump woman around 30 years old was floating in mid-air, looking at him coldly.

(End of this chapter)