The flower monk is famous for his unrestrained and carefree manners. He eats meat, drinks, and enjoys flowers without any scruples. But after all, he is a Buddhist monk and the most famous bald man on the Chinese table. He has never cursed in public.

Master Qingfeng Temple finally broke the precepts.

Seeing that the projection of Yin City was about to be pressed to the top of his head, through the thin array of treasure light, through the monk's cassock, you could faintly see countless ghosts gathered in front of Yin City, pointing at Qingfeng Guan Jijiu and scolding, rushing to the front of him, and successfully invading a layer of treasure light. Master Duhua could no longer hold back and cursed in public with the magical power of Buddhist lion roar: "Amitabha... thief! The boy named Xu, Zamao, who is surnamed Chen, are you going to kill the monk if you don't come out of seclusion yet?"

Malatang stared at the monk fiercely and threw the purple grapes that had already been delivered to his mouth on the ground. The little girl was very partial. No matter whether it was Xu Changsheng's reason or not, she would not allow anyone to insult the old brother Xu! If the monk hadn't been so miserable now, she might have jumped up and kicked the bald head.

However, everyone except Malatang, whether it is Buddhist Taoism or seniors, even Bai Lu and others secretly complained about Xu Changsheng in their hearts. Since the Ghost King launched the projection of Yincheng, the Buddhist masters of Qingfeng Temple worked together to fight against the powerful enemy, but the strongest Xu Zhenren in the legend has never been retreated? It is understandable to practice in seclusion, but at this moment, it is still possible that people suspect that he is a thief who is the name of the world and the thief.

Now even the people in the Taoist sect are already sneering, saying that this time they came to Qingfeng Temple to help Zhenren Xu when they were blind. Now it seems that this Zhenren Xu is mostly a turtle who has cultivated into a spirit.

In Xu Changsheng's own fairyland, there is a clear world, with clouds, clouds, clouds, and mysterious lambs, Chen Ning and Xu Qing standing by side. Just as they woke up from the meditation, they opened their eyes wide and looked at the evil Taoist genius in the middle.

At this time, Xu Changsheng's whole body was as transparent as glass. The light from inside and outside rushed to the bull's fight, reflecting apricot-colored Taoist robe as transparent. The Chong Mai, the Ding Mai, the Yang Wei Mai, the Yin Wei Mai, the Yin Huo Mai, and the Yang Huo Mai were flowing. Among them, there were clouds and clouds and clouds, and lightning converged. Thirty-six white dots containing strong lightning were flowing into it, arranged in six or six, guiding the incomparable magic power to the last Ren and Du Mai.

"The magic power is like a mountain and a sea, like natural evolution, and can produce clouds, thunder, and move mountains and rivers! This is a state where the magic power in the six meridians is completely saturated. Now that it only lacks the energy of the two poles of yin and yang, it becomes its own small circle. Xu Zhenren is in seclusion for more than two months because of his unique talent in this world. Today he will be able to break through the Ren and Du meridians!"

Taoist Chen Ning and Master Xu Qing smiled, but there was not much shock or envy. They have accompanied Xu Changsheng into the meditation and rushed to the gates in the past two months, and have benefited a lot from themselves. They have watched Xu Changsheng gradually accumulate steps through the water milling skills. What's the point of envy of Xu Zhenjun?

"bite!"

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I remembered a faint sound in the immortal world. Suddenly, the ice surface was broken, and it was like a gap in the jade mountain. Virginity broke into the guard. I saw Xu Changsheng and Ren Du meridians suddenly connected, connected with the other six meridians and integrated into one.

The true essence of the Yin and Yang poles that originally flowed in the Ren and Du meridians also flowed into the six meridians. From then on, the eight extraordinary meridians were no longer boundary, just like a void Hunyuan world, with only thirty-six dark thunderous stars shining in the sky, and the true essence of the Yin and Yang poles began to gradually evolve and emerged as a mysterious yellow state!

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the universe is vast. This is the real Taoist small Zhoutian. The great real man's method in ancient times. How could he practice the golden elixir more than us... Chen Ning congratulates the True Lord, open up the two meridians and become..."

Halfway through speaking, he couldn't help but stop. The realm of ancient great real people like Xu Zhenjun was in legend in the past. He didn't know whether Xu Changsheng's strength was a great achievement of human and immortals or an earth immortal at this moment.

"Whether Xu does not cultivate the golden elixir or the Yin God, how can he correspond to the immortal level of my Dharma-Ending Age? However, the strength of the True Lord at this moment should not be lower than that of the gods on the mainland. True Lord, Qingfeng Temple, fight hard, Monk Hua has already vomited blood and turned into a thorn intestines. Please ask Zhen Lord to take action quickly..."

Seeing the legendary realm of the Great Realm, Master Xuqing was in a state of great power and actually learned to tell jokes.

"Haha, Monk Hua has done a lot of effort to me, so I naturally won't owe him. But now it's not the time for me to come forward, so I have to borrow two of you to force the Ghost King to take out the means of putting it in the bottom of the box. I also want to borrow his hand to further achieve the success of my achievements!"

Xu Changsheng raised his eyes and looked out of the self-immortal realm, and smiled and said, "Although Monk Hua was bleeding, he never showed his true skills. He is such a cunning bald man... But it's hard for him. The two fellow Taoists don't have to wait any longer. Please come out to help him. The two of them lingered in my own immortal realm for dozens of days, and their skills should be greatly improved. This time, they don't have to hold back. They will help me project the Yincheng shadow for ten miles first!"

After saying that, his right hand raised lightly, a glow flashed by, and the self-immortal world disappeared without a trace. Chen Ning and Taoist Master Yizhen realized that they were in the cloud room of only 12 or 3 square meters. The cushion under his butt was still hot, but Xu Zhenren was already "disappeared".

The bright moon shines among the pine trees, and the breeze leaves and remains.

Xu Changsheng didn't use any invisibility method, nor did he deceive the spiritual consciousness of the two masters. He stood up from the cushion, his heart was calm and open, without falling into shape, without self, without joy or anger, and walked out of the cloud room...

At this time, the small circumference in his body had become, and he was regulating yin and yang, opening up Hongmeng, and forming his own heaven and earth. He wanted to see Xuanhuang, so every step he took was faintly connected to the great circumference outside his body, harmonious with the heaven and earth, and corresponding to the pulse of the earth.

The so-called bright moon shines on me, and the breeze blows on me. I am like an inconspicuous stone under the moon. There is an inconspicuous leaf in the wind. It is clearly in this world, but it is so ordinary that people won’t pay attention to it. It is obviously passing by Chen Ning and Taoist Master Xu Qing, but how could the two masters pay attention to a small stone on the ground and an unknown fallen leaf in the wind? They turned a blind eye to Xu Changsheng and thought that Xu Zhenjun had escaped early.

Walking to the earth ground of Qingfeng Temple, Xu Changsheng saw the monk Duhua who had just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and was scolding the "Zhi Niang Thief". He smiled slightly. This monk is not simple. If he had all the means, I am afraid that Chen Ning might not be his opponent. Now that he is oppressed to such a place, he is still hiding his own private life? Sure enough, the old madman Ge Wuyou said it was right, "Taoist is honest, Buddhist intent", so Taoism seeks immortality, Buddhism arranges the next life, and even the method of cultivation is affected by temperament.

After looking at Malatang and Bai Lu, he looked up at the air. He saw that the projection of Yincheng was only about ten meters away from his scalp. The ghosts and Yin soldiers in it were clearly visible, but Xu Changsheng still shook his head slightly, "It's really not enough. I hope that Chen Ning and Master Xu Qing can force out "that words", otherwise my arrangements will just fail...'
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