Chapter 209: Demonic Eat

Although the three cultivators with the first level of tempering energy tried their best to absorb the aura of cultivation, making themselves appear the same as the first-class swordsman in the world, they were simply a witch in front of Chen Shaobai and were not worth laughing at all.

Standing at the peak of reaching the true realm, you can overlook the sword-like realm, just like watching the fire, and distinguishing it clearly in a slight way. Not only can you see through all the other party's thoughts in an instant, but you can also see the skills they practiced and the ways they practiced.

Chen Shaobai felt it carefully and found that the sword seeds in these people's bodies were either in the dantian in their chest, in the lower abdomen, or in the upper dantian in their eyebrows. Although they looked turbid and had a foundation that was not solid, when these three people fought together, they were much stronger than the three Qingxuan Sect cultivators of the same level.

"There are many impurities in the magic power, and they are not bound by their distraction. The cruel and evil aura on their bodies can be felt through a room. How did they break through to the sword realm?"

Although Chen Shaobai was confused, he also raised a little interest.

As soon as I entered the quenching, I opened the door to seeking immortals and asking about the Tao. All the secrets of the great power of longevity are in this realm, and there are still people who are invading the enemy?

In his perception, although the three monks next door ordered dishes, they used secret methods to transmit voice when speaking to each other, and they also had unique encryption methods, which made people unable to see.

Chen Shaobai held his breath and concentrated, closed his eyes and listened to the side.

He seemed to "heard" that a short figure sat with two tall and burly men in black robes, chatting and laughing calmly, with unscrupulous scent and not taking all secular dynasties into consideration.

This is the unique temperament of the disciples of the major sects! Even the elders and even the sect leaders of ordinary small sects dare not be too presumptuous in the mortal world. After all, every dynasty has the protection and care of the Immortal and Demon Sect behind it. An old monster who accidentally attracted a murderous spirit would be destroyed.

"What's going on? Although my hearing was good before, how could I completely replace vision and perception, and even distinguish color and temperament?"

Chen Shaobai's mind was trembling and focused his attention on the Niwan Palace in the middle of his eyebrows. His mind was deep and he turned into a ball of bright light. Beside him was the infinite abyss of darkness.

He "uphe looked at it" and found that at some point, a silver ear had appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. Although it looked a little blurry, it had a mysterious outline. Even Chen Shaobai's current realm could not guess any magical one.

Seeing this Tremella, Chen Shaobai suddenly reacted.

This thing was the Buddhist magical power "Tian Ertong" that the monks of the Hanging Mountain Tantric Buddhism had not yet dreamed of dreaming. At that time, they were refined with Xuanyin karma fire. They thought that they could calculate the calculation after improving their magic power, but they never thought that they would have such a wonderful use.

The supernatural power of the heavenly ear can listen carefully to people's hearts, and in class can understand the various aspects of the world. Listening to sound and distinguishing colors is just the smallest use of it.

But Chen Shaobai knew that this incomplete Tianer Zhi contained a trace of insight from Monk Weimeng. If he let it go or was greedy, he would continue to use it like this. When his cultivation reaches a certain level, the Tremella will grow and evolve on its own, gradually affecting the will of dominating itself, and let himself become a small disciple of Weimeng.

Since ancient times, many Buddhist monks have sacrificed their lives to feed demons, and are they really full of food? Are you trying to subdue a true demon of Dali and fill your face with yourself?

"It's so calculating, so calculating. I said, I have clearly practiced the prototype of such supernatural powers as hell. I can't escape it by using Pili Ruyi. I can't escape it. Let me let me fish? It turns out that I still have such calculating. Unfortunately, You Zangxuan inserted a hand in it, and Wei Meng could only pinch his nose and recognize it."

Chen Shaobai snorted coldly, secretly circulated "Xuan Buddha Gong" and Xuanyin Kehuo. A purple and gold color passed by the sea of ​​consciousness, swelling and rising, and actively eliminating the undeep Buddhist insights contained in it.

After a while, the silver ears were less mysterious, but more agile. Until now, the Tianer Tong was completely owned by Chen Shaobai.

As for Xuan Buddha's skills, perhaps his vision is still shallow, or perhaps the old monk Zangxuan really has no bad intentions. In short, no matter how he looks at it, he cannot find any secret back doors and defects.

To talk about shortcomings, there are only one thing!

This Xuan Buddha skill can only support him to practice to the ninth level of Qi Tempering [Wind and Fire]. After reaching that level, he still wants to practice. He either finds a master who is as good as Zang Xuan and has memorized countless secret scriptures of magical powers, or goes to search Zang Xuan himself to repay cause and effect.

However, the previous article seems to be a little difficult. In Chen Shaobai's opinion, although his master, Dawei Tianlong, is not inferior to the old monk in terms of strength and realm, he is not as good as the Tibetan monk in terms of experience and research on the secret manager.

However, for most monks, the Ninth Level of Tempering is a natural barrier that they can never cross. Chen Shaobai only put this down for the time being and said that the ship will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. He used ancient Chinese famous sayings to enlighten himself.

"If you lose the Buddhist understanding of the Heavenly Ear Power, you can't call it the Heavenly Ear Power. From now on, this kind of supernatural power will be called 'Dieting'."

Chen Shaobai's mind changed and gave him a new name for his new magical power, which made the little white fox roll his eyes on his shoulders.

"Listen to the hearts of people and understand the sound of demons."

The Bing Xin Jue, Di Ting, and sword control techniques were used simultaneously. Chen Shaobai's thoughts swept across the room, and he saw and heard what the three people next door did.

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"What a shit thing, it's so rough and uneasy, it's dirty to the old man's mouth!"

The table was overturned with a bang, and a strong man with beard and chest shouted angrily, and his voice spread throughout Yuhuafang.

The waiter was so scared that he burst into tears, his crotch was half wet, and he was so stupid that he was so fishy that he had no intention of replying?

Seeing that the waiter had no color at all, the strong-bearded man was angry and was about to take action, but suddenly he was stopped by a short man.

"Xu Zi, no killing is allowed now, otherwise... I will kill you."

The thin man raised his head and showed a baby face similar to Wang Ruoyu. His voice was indifferent and peaceful, as if he was talking to the eldest brother next door, but what he said made people feel cold in his heart.

Hearing this, the long-bearded man named Xu Zi was shocked, quickly took his breath, and apologized in a low voice and flattered: "Brother Wuchang, we have low cultivation, and we are not as unpredictable as you, and we are about to understand the truth, be mature and mature, and integrate all things..."

Xu Zi's tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, swaying and making witty words, but the impermanent boy maintained an undeniable look and drank it all in one mouthful.

The atmosphere was depressing and heavy. Xu Zi's back was quickly soaked in sweat, and the whole person was soaked in moisture. The entire third floor was swollen by sweat.

"The cultivation level of the sword-like realm is equivalent to the level of body refining at the first level of the Earth Evil Vajra Body, but only the power of the six dragons can be pressed to death with a finger."

Chen Shaobai stayed in the private room next door, watching the development of the situation, and had some understanding of Xu Zi's strength.

As for the most unfathomable, the one who was cold and domineering, was not the cold and domineering Wuchang, but another tall but frivolous disciple of the Demon Sect who was hollowed out by wine and sex.

"Wuchang, Xu Zichu entered my Taotie Hall. He didn't understand the rules, so he might as well let him go?" In Chen Shaobai's opinion, the strongest man finally took his eyes off the food on the ground, swallowed his saliva before speaking.

Hearing this, the young man Wuchang shook his hand: "Dahong, you are soft-hearted. If you ruin Sister Yuan's big event, he will be punished by death. After he goes back, he will receive the punishment himself."

Xu Ziru was amnesty and quickly kowtowed to thank him. He quickly cleaned up the remaining soup and the damaged areas around him. He used methods to change the store to a few "rare delicacies".

Although he had a violent temper and was furious before, the person who was angry was just a powerless waiter. What's the harm even if he killed him? The owner of Yuhuafang would never have conflicts with the "Swordsman" for such a trivial matter.

After all, although the forces behind Yuhuafang are related to the Immortal Way, they are only small sects and do not understand the principle of seeking profit and avoiding harm. They have been destroyed countless times.

Soon, the store changed the tableware and several "delicious food" were quickly presented to the table.

Three people sat around the table. The hole buckle in the middle of the round table was not as big as the base of the hot pot or spicy hot pot that Chen Shaobai had seen, and was about the size of a fist.

"What are you doing?" Chen Shaobai listened and felt the changes around him, and his face became a little strange.

A cute monkey with golden velvet was pulled out and pressed and fixed under the table. The top of his head was extended out of the small hole and wrapped it with gold and silver thread. The bundle was extremely tight, and even a trace of blood penetrated out.

"Okay! I know how to enjoy this thing, you get out!"

The newly exchanged waiter left as if Xu Zi waved his hand.

"There are two ways to eat this golden monkey brain. One is boiling oil and pouring on it, and the other is raw food. However, Brother Wuchang is the main cultivation of the soul, so the latter is better."

Xu Zi smiled with a shameless face, arrogant at first and respectful at the same time, as if he had already forgotten his previous constable. With Wuchang's approval, he lifted a blue dagger with a cold light and skillfully stroked the head of the golden monkey, and his skull fell down in response.

The monkey's brain was completely exposed in front of them, and bright red bloodshot appeared faintly on the white brain, emitting a faint smell of fishy sweetness.

Wuchang lifted up a silver spoon, inserted it into the monkey's brain and scooped it into his mouth. He chewed and tasted it carefully amid the little monkey's painful screams, and seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

The magic practitioner's skills are very close to the Earth Demon. The Earth Demon eats human blood and absorbs the essence of the vengeful spirits to practice quickly. Although these disciples of the Demon Sect have not completely lost their human form to the point of being unreasonable to eat people, killing the blood and eating of the creatures has long become a habit.

Wuchang swallowed the entire monkey brain with a calm expression. Xu Zi smiled and said to Dahong, who had said before, "Senior Brother Hong, there is another dish that is the most suitable genius who practiced the Dharma-style practitioners like you."
Chapter completed!