Ling Li smiled: "Everything has Buddha nature, Buddha and demon directly refer to the original heart, Buddha and demon are one, the original heart to the Buddha is the Buddha, and the heart is close to the devil is the devil." In this world, there are wolves in sheep's clothing, and there are sheep in wolf's clothing, does the Buddha also think that human nature is determined by appearance? ”

After hearing this, Dao Yan clasped his palms together: "The benefactor's lesson is that the poor monk is in good shape, but he is inferior." ”

When they reached the three hundred and eighty steps, Li Shanqing and the three old monks all stopped, with some helplessness on their faces, and said to Ling Li with a gasp: "Holy Lord, please continue, my subordinates really can't hold on." ”

Ling Li looked at Dao Yan before he said, "It is estimated that everyone can't climb to the top, does it make sense to do this?" ”

Dao Yan also shook his head slightly: "The ladder is in front of you, can the donor not be moved?" ”

Ling Li also smiled after hearing this: "What the Buddha said is that this staircase is here, and you have to try to climb somewhere." ”

Ling Li and Monk Daoyan slowly ascended the four-hundred-step platform side by side.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, I only felt that the coercion between heaven and earth was even stronger!

"Amitabha!" Dao Yan shouted a Buddha horn in his mouth, and the source qi on his body suddenly burst out, and the surface of his body was instantly shrouded in a layer of light, and the golden light was brilliant.

Ling Li felt it, "This heaven and earth coercion seems to be very helpful for forging a golden body?" ”

Dao Yan opened his mouth and said: "Heaven and earth are the furnace, the golden body is an embryo, and when it advances to the late stage of the Nirvana realm, the physical body is just forming an embryo. Nine forging of the golden body, this is just the beginning. ”

Ling Li felt it carefully, it seemed that the coercive energy of heaven and earth was not only destroying the tissue structure of the muscles, but also containing a kind of vitality, repairing the damaged body, and indeed helping to temper the body.

This lotus ladder, perhaps in ancient times, was not only a passage for testing, but also a place for Yanmen to help disciples forge golden bodies.

However, this level of pressure is still not strong enough for him.

Monk Daoyan gritted his teeth and accompanied Ling Li to continue to move forward.

When he reached the four hundred and fifty steps, the golden light on his body dimmed, and the flesh and blood on his body began to crumble!

"Amitabha, the donor should go by himself, the poor monk can't accompany him!" Dao Yan also said with a wry smile.

Breaking up with Monk Dao Yan, Ling Li quickened his pace, stepping up to the five hundred floors, and the energy on the entire lotus staircase suddenly became violent, and the pressure suddenly increased.

Standing on the platform of the five hundred floors, looking at the light gates that appeared on both sides, Ling Li thought about it, but continued to take steps and continue to climb upward.

Five hundred layers, it seems that they have entered the test of the Creation Realm, and the pressure suddenly doubles.

In the void, a black crack suddenly flashed, and a void wind blade slashed directly into Ling Li's body, and he didn't have time to react at all.

On Ling Li's body, blood splattered suddenly, and a narrow wound more than a finger deep appeared on his left shoulder.

He squinted at the sky above him and licked his lips.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've experienced the feeling of being hurt.

Running the body of the King of Prison Ming, the wounds on his body immediately stopped bleeding, and then healed quickly.

The powerful defense and self-healing ability of the Golden Body of the King of Prison Suppression is reflected here.

Looking up at the golden Luan Pagoda Hall that seemed to be standing in the clouds, Ling Li continued to climb upwards step by step, and the higher he went, the more frequent the spatial cracks appeared.

It's getting harder and harder, but it's not there yet.

Ling Li felt that the Prison Suppression King Body Technique, which had not made much progress before, seemed to have made a slight improvement.

As the wind blades in the void crack became more and more dense, the wounds on Ling Li's body also became more and more, blood oozed out, and the blood on the surface of his body became more and more intense, his clothes were torn, and the wounds on the surface of his skin coagulated into blood shackles, which looked quite eye-catching.

However, along his wounds, along with the Void Wind Blade, some starlight golden energy entered his body, repairing his wounds at any time and refining his flesh.

"If it is not broken, it will not stand, so it is!" Feeling the golden energy that entered his body and repaired his injuries, the corners of Ling Li's mouth couldn't help but smile a little. It seems that this ladder, in ancient times, although the wind blade generated by this void crack has an extremely strong destructive effect, the golden energy contained in it is also of great benefit for refining the body and casting the golden body.

"What if I use the Heavenly Demon Transformation?" Ling Li thought about it for a while, and finally gave up this idea. This Buddha and demon have been incompatible since ancient times, and if they are wiped out by this Lotus Ladder as a monster, it will not only be a matter of losing all their old capital, but they will not be able to protect their lives.

The practice itself is to live a little longer, not to be so risky.

As more and more Void Wind Blades appeared in the sky above his head, Ling Li was also running the Prison Suppression King Gong with all his might, and because of his cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Body, his Prison Suppression King Body was also promoted to the Immovable Ming King Body. However, it is not an authentic Yanmen golden body, the exercises are running, but the surface of the golden body of the immovable Ming King is wrapped in a layer of dark gold-like color, and from a distance, it seems that the whole person is like a blue and black iron tower with a faint golden light.

This Void Wind Blade is obviously extremely powerful, even if Ling Li has now cultivated to the Golden Body of the Immovable Ming King, it is still difficult for the physical body to withstand its sharp destructive power, but when the Golden Body of the Immovable Ming King is fully operational, the damage received has been weakened a lot.

It's no wonder that Tantai Muye didn't dare to tear the sky with Yutai Yingge and cross the void.

With this destructive power, he was also afraid of encountering any danger.

"Snort!"

One after another, the Void Wind Blades, mixed with a large number of sharp mangs, slashed on Ling Li's body, and those energy sharp mangs were also like cow hair needles, penetrating into Ling Li's skin and burrowing into his body, with sharp pain and pinprick stinging, which also eroded his nerves and consciousness like a tide.

Fortunately, his physical body is quite strong, and the exercises are urged with all his might, and he can resist the pain coming from all over his body.

"Shhh Cultivation is really special and not something that people do! Ling Li gritted his teeth, gasped in his mouth, and couldn't help complaining. As a result, the energy inhaled was like a sharp needle, and his mouth suddenly pierced and stinged, making him quickly close his lips. Although the inside of the mouth has also been modified and strengthened, it is still very fragile without the protection of the skin.

The wind blades flew in the sky, and under such crazy damage and erosion, the metallic luster on the surface of Ling Li's body was gradually becoming bright and smooth, like a metal device that had been hammered and polished, and his flesh had become more solid and fine.

Moreover, Ling Li could also feel that under the forging and refining of this strength, the surging power contained in the flesh and blood of his body was also increasing at a slow speed......

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