Shushan magic door authentic

Chapter 205 Zen Master Tianmeng
Yue Yun was forced into a dead corner by Fu Zeyang, messed up, cast magic for Fu Zeyang to affect his mind, thought of his hard work for hundreds of years, only got a registered disciple, and learned all kinds of spells, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the right result.

However, even these will be lost now. After hundreds of years of hard work, searching and searching, all the painstaking efforts will be in vain!Terrified by the fear of losing, it is transformed into a great terror by magic.

Fu Zeyang's appearance is only in his early twenties, but he is also very handsome, with a face like a crown jade and eyes like shooting stars. When he looks at him, he also smiles at the corner of his mouth, very cute and amiable.

But at this time, in Yue Yun's eyes, it seemed that he himself had fallen into hell, became a lonely and helpless wandering soul, lost all his mana, was extremely weak, and could be blown away by a gust of wind, and Fu Zeyang was a special The ghost king who devours wandering souls, the extreme suppression from the aura of the primordial spirit, made him breathless, drowning inch by inch into the darkness.

"Have you thought about it?" Fu Zeyang urged, "If you don't make a choice, I will let you master and apprentice go up together!"

Yue Yun had tears in his eyes: "Why is Master Fu so hard to force you? I... I beseech Master Fu to pity me that it is not easy for people in my sect to practice, it is difficult to get a human body, and it is difficult to find a fairy..." As he spoke, tears burst out of his eyes , "Killing people can't kill you. This time we are blind and willing to repay with our lives. Master Fu, you have a lot, so let us go..."

Fu Zeyang smiled: "Unexpectedly, the famous and dignified Yudong real person was scared to cry by me? Well, since I admit defeat, I am not unreasonable and I will not take your life. I don't like to kill people. , what I dislike the most is those who fight and kill at every turn. They have no technical content at all. They only know how to fight fiercely. What is the difference between street gangsters in the mortal world and scumbags in alleys? In fact, I am the most kind person and willing to be kind to others Yes, I can feel that you have been wanting to be immortal for hundreds of years and have suffered so much. If you want to be destroyed by me, lose your wisdom, indulge in reincarnation, life and death, and then think about it later, you will not I know how many lifetimes I have to wait."

Yue Yun nodded quickly: "The leader is absolutely right!"

Fu Zeyang said: "I sympathize with your hardships. You don't have a serious master. Back then, Master Lianshan only accepted you as a registered student. If you just tried your Taoist skills, it would be difficult for you to become an earth immortal. How about it, I think your root aptitude is not bad, and you just come to practice my Dao Dao Dafa, so you can worship under my sect, and I will teach you the authentic Dao Dao, which is guaranteed to be much stronger than the few sect spells taught to you by Fellow Daoist Lianshan. "

Yue Yun opened his mouth, but couldn't close it for a long time: "This... this..."

Fu Zeyang lowered his face: "What? Isn't my Taoism and magic power not qualified to be your master? Or do you look down on me? Do you think that your sect of Taoism has overtaken me, the authentic sect of magic?"

"No, no... I dare not look down on the leader, it's just..." Yue Yun hurriedly searched for words in his heart, "I know that my roots are superficial and dull..."

"You bastard!" Fu Zeyang said angrily, "I said your aptitude is not bad, but you said that your aptitude is shallow and blunt. You really look down on my vision and my magic! If that's the case, I'll let you try it." Heavenly Demon Dafa is powerful!"

With one finger of Fu Zeyang's left hand, the magic needle nailed into the three gates and nine orifices of Yue Yun's body shot out a magic flame at the same time, burning violently. With his right hand, he took Xie Lin and Yu Duan together from the air, and gathered the three of them together, putting them on Yu Duan's body. The clothes turned into flying ashes first, without a hanger, and then she wanted to attack Xie Lin, Yue Yun stood up cleanly and begged: "Master Fu, please stop! Master, please stop!"

Fu Zeyang kept his right hand temporarily and asked Yue Yun, "Then do you agree or not?"

Yue Yun was pierced by the magic needle, and the needle tip shot out wisps of magic flame, which burned his ancestral orifice, the mud ball jade pillow, etc., some of which were extremely painful, as if cut into pieces by a thousand knives, cutting his flesh one by one, Some are extremely itchy, like billions of flies crawling around in them, some are so numb that there is no other sensation, only a lot of mosquito-like needles are left to pierce...

He has practiced hard for hundreds of years. Although these physical pains are painful, they can still be endured. What he is afraid of is that Fu Zeyang will really mix Xie Lin with his master. However, if there is a slight negligence and a big mistake is made, the consequences will be unimaginable!
He was tortured, he was at war with heaven and man in his heart, after much deliberation, he decided to agree to this old devil for the time being. After the calamity, there will be time to turn around in the future. If you don't agree, look at the situation, the end of the calamity is just around the corner.

On the one hand, because of his cowardice in belief, he was afraid of losing the efforts he had put in in the past, and on the other hand, he was also taken advantage of by Fu Zeyang's magic, and was constantly seduced in the dark. He finally let go and agreed: "I am willing! I am willing... "

Fu Zeyang stopped the magic needle, and Yue Yun seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, and he lay on the bed. His body was already wet with sweat, and his face was covered with bean-sized beads of sweat. His eyes were fixed on the tassels hanging from the bed frame. Huffing and wheezing.

"Okay! Now that you agree, come down quickly to learn from your teacher!"

Yue Yun settled down, took a breath, got out of bed, and knelt down on the ground: "Yue Yun, pay homage to Master!"

"Well, you are making an oath, saying that if you dare to disrespect me in the future and have the intention of harming me, you will be devoured by all demons."

Yue Yun never thought of lurking beside the old devil, waiting for a turnaround in the future. His greatest hope for the future is that this catastrophe can be over quickly so that he can get rid of the old devil and run to the ends of the world, never to see each other again.

Therefore, this oath was made very neatly. According to what Fu Zeyang taught, Fu Zeyang has already cultivated the magic body of the demon god, and he is the demon god himself. He is capable of fulfilling any oaths made to him, no matter how far apart they are. By connecting with his mind and matching the "frequency", he can have a direct psychological connection with the other party.

Fu Zeyang was very happy when Yue Yun paid homage to his teacher, "Good disciple! Good boy, from now on, you must listen to the master's words honestly, follow the master's way, and don't be half-hearted and envious of other families' Taoism. I will pass on my favorite Dafa to you!" You are stronger than the Nine Heavens Profound Sutra of the Emei Sect." Fu Zeyang patted Yue Yun on the head and made him stand up, "As for this Sun Tong, you don't know how to discipline your disciples, and you should stop accepting disciples in the future, and this is not allowed Bring it through my door."

Yue Yun hurriedly knelt down again: "Although he has poor qualifications, he made a big mistake. After all, I have been with me for many years. He and Sun Tong were originally overseas loose immortals. They were my apprentices in the previous two lives. They were robbed by accident. In this life, I Extradite them again..."

"Master and apprentice of the third generation, this fate should come to an end! After cultivating for three lifetimes and still being so unprogressive, he is also not worthy of cultivating immortals. Let me deal with it, and you don't need to worry about him..."

Before Fu Zeyang could finish his sentence, Zizai Tiangong suddenly shook violently. Fu Zeyang was slightly startled, knowing that another master had come, and most likely it was Yan Yumu's Silent Thunder. It seemed that he had seriously underestimated this old lady, Master Fentuo. Lei Yin Buddha's fire was even shaken, but she didn't expect that the palace formed by her own divine light, she made the palace shake so badly as soon as she made a move, the silent thunder released by her is a hundred times more powerful than Jiang Xuejun's.

Just as she was thinking, the palace shook again, more ruthlessly than just now, it seems that it is impossible not to fight back, only to be beaten but not to fight back, let her continue to bombard like this, the Zizi Shenguang will be smashed by her sooner or later!
Fu Zeyang was about to do something when he suddenly heard a Buddha's cry like a bronze bell: "Namo Amitabha! Fellow Daoist Yan, please stop and let me have a few words with Master Fu."

Fu Zeyang originally used his mind to sense and manipulate the Divine Light of Freedom, so that Yue Yun could not perceive the outside situation. After being loaded by the Hunyuan balloon, he went directly to this temple, making him think that he was far away from Tiantai Mountain, but he didn't know that he was still in Fahua Temple. , and spread the conversation between himself and Yue Yun to the outside, allowing Master Fentuo and Xie Shan to watch, in order to arouse the hatred of the other party.

Now the Buddha's name directly penetrated the shield of the divine light of freedom, and was transmitted from the outside into the hall, buzzing and echoing.

Yue Yun was surprised and said, "Which eminent monk is this?"

"Probably Zen Master Tianmeng." Fu Zeyang looked out with his magic eye, and sure enough, he saw a large group of people standing in the clouds above the ruins outside, except for Master Fentuo, monks of the An generation of Fahua Temple, and Xie. In addition to Shan and Ye Bin, there is an old woman with fluttering silver hair, a tall and thin middle-aged woman, several monks of different heights, fat and thin, and a dozen or so sword immortals who have never seen before. Point here.

The other monks are fine, one of them is an old monk with snow-white eyebrows and beard, his demeanor is similar to that of Zen Master Baimei in the past, but Zen Master Baimei is tall and slightly in shape, this monk is very thin, but his face is ruddy, which makes people look With a calm heart, neither arrogance nor impetuosity, very serene, he met Fu Zeyang's eyes from a distance, and he once again shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! Master Fu, poor monk Tianmeng, you are polite here!"

Fu Zeyang also returned the gift sternly: "Fu Zeyang, the leader of the Guangming Sect, has met Master Tianmeng. He heard that the master has already completed his meritorious deeds. He has lived in seclusion in Daxue Mountain 400 years ago. ?”

"Master Fu is a study of heaven and man, and he has great supernatural powers. He can straighten out the whole universe by just picking up a thread, so why should he know how to be an advisor?" Zen Master Tianmeng said calmly, "I have heard about Master Fu's name for a long time. The master of the palace Taoism also cultivates blood nerves, but he is different from Deng Yin's good and evil, and he has obtained the Dao of Sanfeng Zhenren. He should have transcended the three realms and enjoy freedom forever. The devil is fascinated, but in fact, as soon as this thought came out, the leader also ruled with the demons. You have calculated your mind, and you want to teach fellow Daoist Cui, fellow Daoist Yue, and fellow Daoist Xie to fall into the way of demons, but don’t you know that they are entangled with each other, entangled with each other, and there will be no release .Amitabha, put it down, Master! Amitabha!"

(End of this chapter)