"Yo~~~口!"
"I opened this road, and I planted this tree."
"If you want to pass this road, stay and buy wealth!"
A group of demonic monks stared blankly at the Dharma King who was circling in circles in front of him, feeling a sense of absurdity.
The late-stage Nascent Soul Power of the Black Lotus Sect actually became an insane madman because of burning a huge amount of incense and wishes!
But if you think about it carefully, it was the incense and vows accumulated in the six realms over the past thousand years of the Song Dynasty. The amount was too vast and huge. The Dharma King of the Protector was originally not at its peak. In addition, this body was later taken over by the Nascent Soul, and it was not his innate fetus.
I accidentally played it, and it seemed...is reasonable?
But, just forget it if you are always fucking yourself, why do you have to catch our group of people?
Do you need to set up a stage to perform?
Or are we just your older mates?
A group of demon monks were in tears. The problem was that they were not in front of the village and the back of the village. The army of righteous monks was chasing them everywhere. The Yimeng Mountain exit is one of the main traffic routes in Qingzhou. After staying for a long time, they might be discovered by the righteous troops.
If you want to run away, it might be too late!
Everyone was anxious and trembling, but the Dharma King of the Protectors ahead did not care about this?
As long as someone passes by, he will be detained by him with great magic power.
During this period, there were also some demon monks who wanted to sneak away, but don’t watch the Dharma King of the Prayer Church be crazy now. Once someone wants to leave his sight, he will be detained again in the air.
After a few rounds, even Linshan Black Skeleton Demon Lord and others tried it several times, and after finding that they could not escape the clutches of the demons, everyone was depressed.
They finally escaped here and saw that they could go out to sea through Qingzhou. As a result, they were trapped here by their own demonic seniors. They should not be called "Di Di Tian" and "Di Di" are not effective. What else can they do except stay and wait for death?
As for the Dharma King of Protecting the Teachings, it is also here. The righteous monks who chased him may end up like theirs, and they may also have to fall into the Dharma King of Protecting the Teachings.
But that's only for a moment,
The number of elders in the Nascent Soul Stage in the major sects of the righteous path is more than ten fingers, not to mention the thousand-year-old antiques like the elder of the Zixiao Sect.
During the heyday of the Dharma King of Protectors, he was at most 50% away from others. Now, after taking over the body, his strength has declined. The key is that his spirit has begun to be confused. I guess any Nascent Soul Elder will be enough for him to drink a pot!
Hundreds of demonic monks were restless here, and the Dharma King who accused the teachings there was having fun.
Various role-playings are dazzling, and the robber Shan King just now is just one of his identities.
"I beat the drum and complain about justice, but I ordered the officials to be in the court and beat me for forty. Where is the law of heaven?"
The red-robed young man had a vague golden light on his face, and he could vaguely see that he was an honest face. His tone seemed to be a tenant farmer in a certain place in Jingxiang. He was bullied by a local government office, Unicom, and believed in the Black Lotus Sect at the end of his life.
...
"Dalang, it's time to take the medicine. After taking this medicine in the middle of the night, I covered my head with one or two quilts and sweated a little. I'll get up tomorrow..."
"Wuwuwu, why did my uncle return this time? Dalang died of illness a few days ago. It's so hard to leave my family alone..."
"Officials, now that Wu Er has returned, he is investigating the cause of his brother's death everywhere. My family specially went outside the city to seek the Buddha's holy Buddha, worshiping him day and night to seek peace of mind..."
The red-robed young man's face was filled with golden light, and he turned into a charming and resentful slut. He murdered his husband and committed adultery with an outsider. He was afraid that his brother-in-law would find it, so he didn't know where to come from a wild Buddha statue to worship him every day. However, it is not difficult to guess from the horror words that the vicious woman would have ended up in a very miserable way.
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"I have seen many young people like you. If you know a little martial arts, you think you can dominate the world. In fact, it is a very painful thing to go around the world. There are many things you can't do when you know martial arts..."
"You don't want to farm, you don't want to rob, and you don't want to show up on the street to perform. How do you live?"
"Everyone will go through this stage. When you see a mountain, you want to know what is behind the mountain. But in fact, you will feel that it is nothing special after climbing the mountain. Looking back, you will feel that this is better."
This is a man who has experienced all kinds of life and cannot love. Because of his willfulness when he was young, he missed the beauty and could only go away to the world and be lonely for a lifetime. At this time, it seems that he is telling a long story to a young man.
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"Every spring, the peach blossoms in my hometown are blooming brightly. I want to see them again before I blindness, but unfortunately I have used up my money..."
This is a down-and-out blind warrior. Even though he died, he missed his wife in his hometown, but unfortunately he couldn't go back in the end.
...
"We are in the world. Once we enter the world for many years, I will not study hard and practice hard now. In the future, you will suffer if you walk in the martial arts world!"
This time, he was a rough man, who seemed to be the martial arts coach of a mortal family, who was teaching the younger generations in the clan to capture the hand.
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"If heaven doesn't give birth to me, Ma Yuanjue, the sword path will be like the long night forever!"
This is a martial arts swordsman in the southern border. He sounds so crazy that he sounds like a singular tone. It seems that all kinds of charm in this world are not as good as the charm of drawing a sword out of the sheath for a moment.
...
Men, women, young and old all appeared, and they appeared on the faces of the young man in red robe. They were the consciousnesses formed by the gathering of sentient beings, gradually distorting his mind, and even began to fight with each other like raising a Gu, to regain their rebirth in this body!
This is not impossible.
Because whether a person is himself is actually a very deep question and needs to be viewed dialectically.
A strange memory invades another soul, and after the two are boarded and blended.
So is this soul still the original himself?
Or is it that another person is resurrected in someone else with another memory?
Therefore, the incense and vows are poisonous. When it spreads, it will not only poison the world, but also disrupt the six realms of reincarnation and the order of the underworld, and directly make the natural laws of life and death in the world become chaotic.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! When you talk about the judge of the King of Hell in the underworld, looking at the soul body waiting for reincarnation in front of you, and looking at another person with the same memory in the human world, how should you make a choice?
This is also one of the ancient powerful people in the upper world who followed the normal operation of heaven in order to maintain the rules and crack down on faith and preach.
However, in this background of the Immortal Civilization, there are always many people who do not believe in destiny, which creates many accidents. The occurrence of this "unknown and variable" is also the magic and charm of chaotic creation.
At present, countless torrents of memories have begun to fight in the body of the young man who was protecting the Dharma King. The powerful memories will swallow up the weak memories and then grow stronger.
Finally, the successful person will move into the Nascent Soul of the "Dharma King of Protecting the Teachings" and control the body of the "Red Robe Youth" as a body-taking person, and be reborn in a new way!
Linshan and a group of people looked ahead with fear. They had no idea what kind of person the person in front of them would become in the end.
Does this newly born powerful man still recognize the identity of the Demon Sect?
Or should they transform into a messenger of justice and capture all of them, the "demonic thieves"?
Perhaps, let go of everything in the past, leave with a neutral attitude, and leave the world alone?
The unknown wait, the darkness of the future, the crisis that is close to you, and the pressure from all directions seemed to be gnawing at the uneasy minds of hundreds of demon monks on the field.
This feeling of leaving everything to fate is really a torture for them.
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Two days later, the number of people gathered around exceeded the 500 mark.
Half of them were actually righteous monks. When they were in high spirits and bravely advanced, crossing the eastern hinterland of the Song Dynasty, intending to advance in and block the Qingzhou coastline according to the established goals of the senior management.
He barely passed by Yimeng Mountain, and the next moment he was arrested by a vital hand and then threw it into the crowd.
When they looked up, there were all demon monks waiting for battle, staring at them with red eyes, all of whom were shocked, and immediately the conditioned reflex was about to start a fire.
But before I could take action, I suddenly realized that I had been sealed with Dantian and Niwan Palace, and I could not use both spiritual power and spiritual consciousness!
The group of righteous monks were panicked and could not activate magic weapons to cast spells. Do they, the cultivators who have been well-off from small sects, punch and kick like mortals?
However, when they realized that the group of demonic cultivators on the opposite side were like them, and they all had no spiritual power and consciousness, so they could only stare at them.
It turned out that as the number of people who were detained in the past two days was increasing, there were always new people who wanted to escape. The "Dharma King of Protective Teachings" was troubled and felt that it was too troublesome to catch them all, so they simply blocked all their cultivation.
Without cultivation, most people naturally dare not run around, because the reason is very simple.
Not to mention that you have temporarily become a mortal after running out, you can only wander around the mortal world in a short period of time, and you can't find the elders of your own sect to lift the seal for you. It may even take several years to have the hope of walking back to the mountain gate.
And during this period, if you encounter monks from the hostile camp, masters from the mortal martial arts world, or some beasts and poisonous insects, wouldn’t you die unjustly?
So it’s better to gather here honestly and wait for the sect to come and rescue it.
Besides, they can't even run away even if they want to.
The young man in red robe in front was very domineering, but he was young but had a profound knowledge. He could hold up so many people on both sides of the devil in one breath, including more than a dozen of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators. It is not difficult to speculate that his cultivation is the worst and he is also a senior at the Golden Elixir Stage.
If you really run away repeatedly, you might lose your life as soon as you get angry.
In this way, since the war began in the eastern battlefield, a rare strange thing has happened.
Here, the monks from both sides of the Weijing are clearly distinguished. There are no enemies on each side who meet each other and start working together. Instead, they just gather together in peace.
Even after these two days of running-in, sometimes they look at each other and smile bitterly, vaguely feeling of being sympathetic.
However, on the third day, the situation changed.
In the body of the red-robed young man in front of him, all consciousness gathered after countless rounds of fighting, and finally won the king. Three memories successfully entered the Nascent Soul of the "King of the Protectors of the Teachings" and reached an agreement to take turns to control this body.
In the morning, he was a vicissitudes of life and called himself the martial arts coach. He was originally a martial arts guard of a certain family.
In the afternoon, he was a 60-year-old man, known as Master Cen, and was originally a teacher from a private school.
At night, he was a bold middle-aged man who called himself Ma Yuanjue. He was originally a swordsman who wandered around the world.
The three of them were able to break out of the gathering of hundreds of millions of consciousnesses, and shared the memories of the original master's Dharma King, and finally reached the top. They must have been strong-minded people during their lifetime and were the best in the industry in all fields.
This time, a large amount of incense and voluntary material was absorbed and inherited, and the sublimation and transformation were successfully completed. The memory was sorted out and reborn into a complete personality. It can be said that it belongs to the same person but has three people.
A simple understanding is "split personality".
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At this moment, it was early morning and the young man in red robe who had been crazy had returned to normal for the first time. He opened his eyes and flashed with a flash of light. He looked at the wolf and looked at the wolf and walked on the tiger steps, and then stepped directly into the middle of the crowd.
The monks from both sides were shocked. The young men in red robe stood on both sides and surrounded the middle. They did not dare to act rashly. They occasionally looked at each other and exchanged their faces, but they did not dare to make a sound.
The young man in red robe looked around and looked at all these hundreds of people, as if he wanted to remember each of them firmly. Then he nodded, thought seriously for a moment, and finally spoke in a deep voice.
But the first time I spoke, everyone was surprised.
Because they were very familiar with this sound, during the two days and nights of being detained, this sound and the other two sounds appeared the most frequently!
"We are in the world. Once we enter the world for many years, we will not study hard and practice hard now. In the future, you will suffer if you walk in the world!"
“???”
“???”
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Everyone was stunned. This is... the "Master Wu" who likes to guide his younger generation the most?
Did he break through the siege?
He actually successfully seized the power of the late Nascent Soul, the Dharma King of the Black Lotus Sect!
This world is so crazy!
It is too tmd to counterattack the demonic giant in the cultivation world with a mortal body!
Everyone said in their hearts.
But now their cultivation has been sealed, and their wealth, life and life are all in the hands of others. They dare not say anything more and listen to the scolding of the people in front of them.
The young man in red robe can now call him "Master Wu" and yelled with a arrogant look on his arrogant eyebrows.
"Everyone, stands in two teams, each line is arranged in twelve, one meter apart, sets up horse stance and prepares for practice!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Many monks from both sides were hesitant because most of them had never experienced this.
However, some monks born from the family are not unfamiliar with this, including Lin Shan in the crowd.
Since he traveled to the Lin family in Qinghe County, southern Xinjiang since he was a child, he would practice swordsmanship in the family's outer courtyard square every morning. At that time, the clan would also arrange a coach to teach a group of juniors in the clan to practice the "Qingfeng Sword Technique".
Of course, there are only the effects of strengthening the body, but not much practical effect.
At the beginning, he really practiced in winter, 300, summer, and he naively thought that as long as he studied hard and practiced hard, he could become a master.
But later, after slowly getting involved in practicing family skills, I found that I could not cultivate internal energy, which is the so-called true qi, and then I realized that practicing martial arts requires not only talent, but also "understanding"!
If it weren't for the enhanced panel later, and luckily embarking on the path of immortality, now I might still be lingering in the mortal city.
But now... it seems to be a little similar to when I was in the Lin family...
Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, I actually returned to the beginning...
Lin Shan couldn't help but feel a trance. The monks born in some families present were similar to him, and their faces showed a look of recollection.
But the next moment, these people were scolded at the same time.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you line up quickly!"
Lin Shan was shocked at this moment. Old Man Zhong and his younger brother next to him were loyal and quickly pulled the boss back to the team to stand.
As for the Black Skeleton Demon Lord, he was also standing in the team tremblingly, with the soul fire shaking in the skull, as if he was a little suspicious of the Skeleton.
It is just a skeleton, and it also needs to practice morning with these humans?
But the young "Martial Master" in red robe doesn't care about these things. Otherwise, if they are responsible for teaching the younger generations of the clan, then there is naturally no distinction between teaching and disregarding you. Do you care whether you are a human or a ghost?
In this way, under high pressure, the monks from both sides of the righteous and demon spontaneously divided into two parts, and they all lined up to stance obediently.
The young man in red robe "Master Wu" nodded with satisfaction. After patrolling around, he returned to the open space between the two teams, moved his muscles and bones at will, and slowly opened the boxing stance.
"Today, I will teach you a martial art. It is my original acquired martial arts called Kunquan!"
"This boxing is very simple in mind. As the name suggests, it imitates Kunpeng in ancient books. It is a killing technique specially used to fight and capture. In the future, you can use it to defend yourself."
"Kun moved to the south of the Ming Dynasty. The water hit three thousand miles, and the swaying up ninety thousand miles. When you learn boxing, you should also visualize it in your mind to facilitate your gathering of fist power to shock your opponent."
"Okay, without saying much, there are three styles in Kunquan, so I can see clearly!"
Teacher Wu's expression was focused, as if he was obsessed with fists and feet. Every move was secretly connected to the world. His limbs and a big spine behind him were like a bow being pulled out between movement and stillness. He was "crackling" sounds all over his body, and he was agile and agile in his movements.
After about a quarter of an hour of warming up, he saw his feet jumping off the ground and his hands suddenly swung forward!
"The first style, the big Kun spreads its wings!"
Everyone felt a wild aura coming towards them, and a huge swimming fish jumped out of the sea, demonstrating its fierce and domineeringness, and transforming it into a move to strangle the opponent.
Next, the martial arts coach changed his fist posture, mobilized the strength of his whole body and his waist and hips to unite, closed his hands and turned his back to all living beings, and his shoulders trembled wildly.
"The second form, the clouds are breaking the sky!"
This move is like thunder and lightning, gathering the power of a thousand pounds of carrying a tripod, mobilizing the essence, blood and energy of the whole body to accumulate strength, and aiming to push the opponent away.
Finally, Teacher Wu made a parry move, guarding the three lower routes with one hand, and wandering with both legs, wandering around left and right, coming and going like the wind and entering a state of no one.
"The third form, Kun travels all over the world!"
This move contains light body skills, suitable for attacking the majority with few people, and also contains the meaning of defensive counterattack. It is the most widely used in actual combat.
After three moves, Teacher Wu turned around and straightened his hands straight in front of his chest, slowly pushed them down, sinking his energy into the dantian, and slowly ending his exercise.
Open his eyes and burst into light, and glanced around him sharply.
"Have you learned it?"
A group of monks hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth and shouted: "I learned it!"
"Okay, then the morning exercise will begin. I will teach each of you step by step not to be afraid of suffering. Only by suffering will you become the best!"
On this morning, the breeze blew across the hills and the sound of martial arts was heard in the forest.
People who don’t know think it is a powerful family who brings juniors from the clan to the mountains to practice.
...
Before we knew it, it was noon and the sun shone through the forest.
In the western sky, a group of righteous monks flew from afar, and it seemed that their route was also about to pass by.
Chapter completed!