Chapter 785: It’s easy to catch the cool under the big tree

Yi Chu wanted to open the Netherworld Blood Sea, but Nishui Han didn't believe it, and Zhide and the other three didn't believe it either. However, just when they were trying to kill Yi Chu, a blood-red wave of water rushed out of the void!

The blood waves rolled, like a dam breaking through the dam, carrying an unstoppable and unstoppable momentum, rolling out from the space covered by Ba Zhen and Kanxun!

Looking at the blood in the sky, Yi Chu showed a faint smile on his face. However, although there were too many blood waves, Yi Chu had no plans to deal with Nishui Han and others in front of him.

Although the Taihao Sect was not killed, the filth of the underworld blood sea could also make the Taihao mountains become in chaos. It is said that a gentleman takes revenge, and it is not too late for ten years. Now that he has not survived the thunder tribulation and achieved the soul, it is not a wise move to fight hard.

With a determined idea in his mind, Yi Chuteng rushed towards the rolling blood wave. At the moment Yi Chuteng rose, the cold light shone away by the rolling blood wave.

Although the Eight Zhen Kanxun Cover of the Supreme Being of the Demonic Taoist was supported, the rolling Netherworld Blood still invaded the Taihao Mountains. The protective array of Taihao Gate automatically rose at the moment the rolling Netherworld Blood Water invaded, but the rocky canyon outside the protection war had turned blood red.

Netherworld Blood Water is a rare tonic for those who practice blood transformation and other people like Yi Chu, but it is a deadly thing for other monks. The huge erosion power can directly turn monks under the Nascent Soul into pieces.

Even if the monks are like this, there is no need to mention those ordinary mountains, rocks, flowers and plants. Outside the Taihao mountains, for a moment, I don’t know how many flowers and plants died under the invasion of the blood of the underworld, and the large pieces of rocks turned red.

The teeth of the cold and the cold had broken all their teeth, which was a huge blow to him who had always liked to pursue perfection. The head of Taihao Sect killed people in the Demonic Dao. I don’t know how many times he had done. Although he had done it perfectly, it was the first time that his mountain gate was attacked by the blood of the underworld.

Those who know the inside story will still say that the mistake is not Nishuihan, but if someone who doesn't know the inside story will say that although Nishuihan's methods are good, they have ruined the sects that have been left behind for many years? Such a thing is really hard to say.

No, you must not let this Yi Chu stay!

Nishuihan, the thoughts flashed in his mind, suddenly pinched his fingers, and the talisman that he had always treasured in his hands instantly shattered from his hands.

As the divine talisman was broken, a vast divine power rushed out from Nishui Han's body. A series of green light gathered behind him into a figure with a hundred feet long and appeared behind him.

The Dharma image of the Yuanshen is manifested and formed with the power of the Yuanshen. It seems illusory, but when it is controlled, it is like a real thing. At the moment when the huge figure appears, the Taihao Divine Slaying Sword in Nishuihan's hand appeared in the hands of the Light and Shadow.

"cut!"

The endless divine power spurted out from the void in an instant, and the white sword light cut the rushing Netherworld blood into two pieces between this slash.

The power of a sword will stop blood flowing!

At the moment when the sword was slashed, boundless pressure suddenly came to Yi Chu's mind. Under this huge pressure, Yi Chu even felt that he had no other choice except to slap his neck.

The Yuanshen Dharma image is so powerful. Under this Yuanshen Dharma image, even a master like the Blood-Crafting Ancestor who has achieved the Yuanshen will not have any resistance.

"Slay", the golden villain in Yi Chu's heart finally swung out a golden sword light and slashed hard at the mental pressure coming from the God-Slaying Sword.

"Boom", the golden sword light instantly shattered into pieces. At the moment when the golden sword light collapsed, the extremely sharp Taihao God-Slaying Sword rushed to Yi Chu again.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

The Jiuji Divine Cauldron rose into the air, and the black and red aura was heading towards the Taihao Divine Sword.

The sound of the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the void at the moment when the two magic weapons collided, but this time it was no more than before. This time there was only one sound. With the sound of the sound of gold and iron clashing, the Jiuyi Divine Cauldron flew backwards backwards.

The Jiuji Divine Cauldron, a magic weapon that is no less than Taihao's God-Slaying Sword, can only resist the attack of Taihao's God-Slaying Sword. Yi Chu's mind trembled unconsciously when the Jiuji Divine Cauldron flew backwards, and the cold sword light slashed out again at this moment.

The Taihao God-Slaying Sword has appeared in front of Yi Chu at this moment. It only takes a moment to kill Yi Chu under the Taihao God-Slaying Sword. Feeling the murderous intent coming from the Taihao God-Slaying Sword, Yi Chu's hands were pushed out at the same time:

The bloody sun shines on the vast thousand!

The bloody Rizhao Daqian, which contained six blood-transforming swords, blasted out from Yi Chu's palm and rushed straight towards the Taihao God-Slaying Sword.

Flying swords, like tides, rushed out from Yi Chu's palm. These flying swords gathered into six sword towers in the void and met the Taihao God-Slaying Sword.

Yi Chu, who swung the Heavenly Sword Technique, did not relax because of this. Pansha battle flag waved, and demon shadows flew out of Pansha battle flag without hesitation.

The only purpose of these methods is to stop Taihao's God-Slaying Sword from attacking him.

"Dangdangdang!"

The blood-colored sun was cut into two pieces by a knife. Six sword towers instantly turned into pieces under the Taihao God-Slaying Sword. The demon shadow on the Pansha Battle Flag instantly approached the Pansha Battle Flag and did not dare to compete with the Taihao God-Slaying Sword.

Yi Chufei retreated, and his body had already submerged into the rolling blood wave. As long as he submerged into the Netherworld Blood Sea, he could escape from the heavens, but the Taihao Slaying Sword, which was like a maggot in his tarsal bone, did not give him this opportunity at all.

"Well, what is this?"

Just as Taihao's God-Slaying Sword was about to slash his body, Yi Chu suddenly felt a majestic momentum coming from behind him. These momentums made the power of the Diamond Sutra in his body suddenly become extremely active, and the vajra hidden in his heart instantly revealed behind him.

"My junior brothers, someone is attacking my Buddhist disciples, hurry up and support!" Between the low Buddha's name, dozens of golden light rushed out from the Netherworld Blood Sea and faced the Taihao Divine Sword.

A golden aperture, several rosary beads flashing with Buddha's light suddenly rushed out from the endless sea of ​​blood and came straight towards the Taihao God-Slaying Sword.

"Dangdangdang!"

In the crisp sound, the golden aperture and several plates of rosary collided with the Taihao God-Slaying Sword. The churning blood suddenly stopped, and the gold and silver light shone straight out from the Eight Zhen Kanxun cover.

The magic power of the Taihao Slaying Sword implies the magic power of the Concentrating Talisman. It is unstoppable in this vast land of China, but now, when it collides with the golden circle, it does not take any advantage.

"A Buddhist? Are you a Buddhist?"

As if everything was in his control, a trace of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his face as the golden aperture and rosary appeared. For him, it seemed like this Buddhist sect was a taboo that he could never afford to provoke.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that this donor would know our Buddhism." In the elegant voice, the monk in red and white-browed flew out of the rolling blood waves.

The Baimei Monk's eyes glanced at Zhide Taoist and others and then poured on Yi Chu. Just now, the Buddhist magic power he felt appeared on Yi Chu, which made him unable to ignore Yi Chu.

The other monks behind the Baimei Monk also turned their eyes to Yi Chu, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes. Especially the monk named Wuxing even calculated it to Yi Chu.

The moment these monks appeared, Yi Chu connected them with the little nun Yunlin. Judging from the attacks of the red-robed monk just now, his magic power is definitely no less than that of those who practiced the soul and Dharma appearance as Nishuihan said.

The Yuanshen Dharma Image is a great backer. Now, Nishuihan has these three Taoists and the so-called Wuzhuang Sect behind them. He is weak and the best way is to find one or two backers.

As the thoughts flashed in his mind, Yi Chu hurriedly flew towards the Baimei Monk, his face filled with an extremely pious smile, and he said respectfully: "Amitabha, it is really the blessing of the Buddha. Could it be that all the disciples sent by the Buddha to rescue him who suffered? "

It was really thanks to the fact that the little nun Yunlin was busy preaching Buddhism to him every day. However, Yi Chu didn't know that one day would come in handy. After hearing that, he had one ear in and one ear out, and he knew very vaguely about Buddhist things.

After learning that the little nun they were looking for was no longer in the Netherworld Blood Sea, they became even more impatient. They were ordered to protect the little nun to worship Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. If the little nun really couldn't find it back, waiting for their punishment was not something they could afford.

However, this Netherworld Blood Sea is known to lead to all worlds. They didn’t know where the little nun went for a while, so they could only let Wuxing calculate. This calculation took a long time. Even if the White-Brown Monk’s calm qualities became extremely irritable.

Fortunately, the monk Wuxing's calculation method was pretty good. Today they finally figured out where the little nun was going. Just as they were about to break through the barrier over the Netherworld Blood Sea, Yi Chu used the Pansha Battle Flag and the Blood-colored Gourd to open the passage of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

When he saw that he and others had all the wishes come true, Monk Baimei and others were naturally not polite, and threw themselves into the blood of the underworld and came to the vast land of China.

Listening to Yi Chu's somewhat chaotic words, the white-browed monk frowned. The Buddha's power was pure, but how could he say something so inappropriate and irrelevant?

"Who are you? Why do you practice my Buddhist skills?" Monk Baimei asked Yi Chu without any comment while pondering.

This monk is not a good phenomenon to be cold or warm to him. As the thoughts flashed in his mind, Yi Chu looked at Nishui Han and others who stood coldly and stood, thinking that if he could not convince the monk to stand aside with him this time, it would be a huge difficulty for him to escape!

Thinking of this, Yi Chu said in his heart, "That's all, it's just a dragon that can be big or small, and it's a hero that can bend or stretch. At worst, I can do my best and give you a true love performance. Let's see if my actions can climb up to these stinky monks!"

Yi Chu, who made up his mind, knelt on the ground with a thump, brewing his emotions, and howled with sincerity: "Compassionate Buddha, you have finally sent someone to pick up your disciples! The disciple thought hard, looking forward to it day and night, and finally saw your messenger!" While speaking, Yi Chu rubbed a few steps and flew to the monk Baimei, sobbing in a flash, and choked incoherently: "Disciple... Disciple Xue Ming is a disciple of Dalun Temple. My magic tricks were all learned in Dalun Temple."

"This fellow Taoist, he is lying! There is no Dalun Temple in the vast land of China, and there are no Buddhist disciples." Nishuihan's golden circle fought against him. Knowing that the old monk was powerful, he saw that Yi Chu, a man in the devil, had actually formed a relationship with Buddhism, and quickly reminded him in a deep voice.

Compared with Nishuihan, the three people including Zhide Taoist, but they knew the power of Buddhism. Although their Wuzhuang Sect was dominant and had a big backstage behind them, they were also warned not to offend Buddhism.

At this moment, seeing Nishuihan speak, the Taoist Zhide also stepped forward and said, "This master, this place is the place of trial for my Wuzhuang Sect. How can there be Buddhist disciples? Master, don't be deceived by this little thief in the Demon Sect!"

The white-browed monk's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about who was right and who said it was wrong.

"Senior brother, this Xue Ming has the power of my Buddhist teachings, so I should ask carefully." A red-robed monk sitting cross-legged not far from Monk Baimei opened his eyes gently and said in a deep voice to Monk Baimei.

"Well, my junior brother is right." The Baimei Monk nodded, looked at Yi Chu, and said in a deep voice: "Since you are Dalun Temple, then I'll ask you, where is Dalun Temple now? Take me to see."

Dalun Temple was originally the name Yi Chu said nonsense. Where is Dalun Temple in the vast land of China? Hearing the question from the Baimei Monk, a hint of joy appeared on Nishuihan's face.

No, it seems something is wrong! Nishuihan, who was about to see Yi Chu's lie, suddenly realized something was wrong, but what was wrong? He asked him to explain it, but he felt that he couldn't say it for a while.

The old ancestor of Blood Ming is a man with many tricks and extremely cunning. How could he leave such an obvious flaw? Could it be that he has any designed traps waiting for people to get into? Nishuihan's thoughts flashed, and he felt that there might be something wrong with it. But just when he thought of something, Yi Chu had already spoken.

"Master, masters, you must be the master of me, Dalun Temple... Dalun Temple was burned all, killed and snatched away by them seventy years ago. Even the hall where the Buddha's golden body was enshrined, they would not let go, and burned it with a fire. If the disciple had not been passed to the 100,000 mountains by the master, it would have become a pile of loess!"

"For so many years, my disciples have hidden their names just to restore the glory of my Dalun Temple one day! I only regret that my disciples are incompetent. Not only can they not rebuild Dalun Temple, but they almost fell into the trap of the traitors of Taihao Sect, so that the last line of my Dalun Temple will be passed down in danger of being destroyed."

Yi Chu was crying as he spoke. When people who didn't know heard this, they really felt that there was a Dalun Temple in this vast land of China.

"Ancestor Xueming, you are simply talking nonsense and fart. Do you think your hypocritical performance can deceive several masters? Not to mention anything else, do you think the magic skills on you can explain clearly?" Nishui Han saw that Yi Chu was true and fake, and he made up such a story vividly. His face turned pale and his teeth were a little itchy.

The Taoist Zhide also hated Yi Chu very much, but he was unable to calm down and became even more impatient. He could not find a reason to refute him and expose him. At this time, he heard Nishui Han point out that Yi Chu practiced the magical kung fu, and immediately smiled and said, "Masters should be able to sense the magical kung fu that belongs to the magical kung fu. How could a person in the magical sect be a Buddhist disciple? Besides, this is the place where my Wuzhuang Sect is trial, and it is impossible for Buddhist disciples to exist at all."

"You are talking nonsense. My Dalun Temple has existed in this vast land of China for thousands of years. If it weren't for the arrival of you Taoists, the entire vast land of China would have been believers of the Buddha. Since you came, you have not only killed me Buddhists, burned my Buddhist scriptures, but also destroyed all the statues of my Buddha gods. Do you think you can cover up this kind of destruction of human nature?

"The reason why I practice the magical arts is to avenge my revenge. The cultivation method left by my Dalun Temple is at most that it can reach the peak of the evil spirit. If I cannot become a soul, I will naturally not be able to take revenge. However, no matter what, practicing the magical arts is a sin. I would like to ask you to punish you." Yi Chu's face showed a hint of sadness. At this time, he looked like a loyal minister in Cao's camp and his heart was in Han!

Although the Buddha's heart was clear and clear, he was also moved by Yi Chu's sad expression. The monk Wuxing stood up from the lotus and said, "You are not wrong to learn it. On the contrary, you still have great achievements. When the Buddha had the ambition of whom I did not go to hell, and when you learned the magical martial arts, you were the best interpretation of this sentence and the vigorous promotion of this spirit."

I wonder if it was because Yi Chu performed very well, but Monk Wuxing changed Yi Chu’s name of Xueming directly into the word Xueming without saying anything.

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