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The flower monk is famous for his informality, eating meat and drinking wine to appreciate people's flowers, and acting without scruples, but after all, he is a Buddhist monk and the most famous bald head on the Chinese table, and he has never scolded the street in public.

Qingfeng Guan let the flower master finally break his mouth.

Seeing that the projection of the Yin City was about to be pressed to the top of his head, through the thin treasure light of the magic circle, looking through the robe of the great monk, he could already faintly see countless ghosts gathered in front of the Yin City, pointing at the breeze and chirping and scolding, and the countless ghosts riding the Yin Knife in the front flashed, and successfully invaded a layer of treasure light, Master Duhua could no longer hold back his mood, and scolded in public with the roar of the lion of the Buddha Gate: "Amitabha Buddha...... The boy surnamed Xu, the miscellaneous hair surnamed Chen, you still haven't left the customs, are you going to kill the great monk?"

Malatang glared at the big monk fiercely, and threw the purple grapes that had been delivered to his mouth on the ground, the little girl was very eccentric, whether it was Xu Changsheng's reason or not, she would not allow anyone to insult the old brother Xu! If it weren't for the fact that the big monk's current appearance was really miserable, maybe she would jump up and kick this bald head.

However, everyone except Malatang, whether it is Buddhism and Taoism, predecessors and descendants, even Bailu They are secretly complaining about Xu Changsheng in their hearts, since the ghost king launched the projection of the Yin City, the Buddhist and Taoist masters of Qingfeng Guan have worked hard to fight against the strong enemy, and the strongest Xu Zhenren in the legend has never been able to retreat and practice, which is understandable, but now this situation has not yet come out, and it is a little suspicious that he is a deceptive and name-stealing person with the name of a real person.

Now even the people in the Dao Sect are already sneering, only saying that this time they are blind to come to Qingfeng Guan to help Xu Zhenren, and now it seems that this Xu Zhenren is most likely a turtle cultivator.

In Xu Changsheng's self-body fairyland, it was a clear world, with clouds and clouds, light and clouds, Chen Ning and Xuqing Daoist were lined up left and right, just woke up from Dingzhong, and looked at the demonic Daomen Tianjiao in the middle with wide open eyes.

At this time, Xu Changsheng's whole body was as transparent as glass, and the bursts of light released from his body and outside rushed straight to the bullfight, reflecting an apricot-colored robe as transparent, and there were bursts of light flowing in the six veins of Chong Pulse, Belt Pulse, Yang Dimension Pulse, Yin Dimension Pulse, Yin Pulse and Yang Pulse Pulse, among which there were faint clouds and clouds, thunder and lightning converged, and a full thirty-six white spots containing strong thunder light flowed into it one after another, arranged in the number of six or six, guiding the incomparable mana to rush to the last Ren Du Second Pulse.

"Mana is like a mountain like a sea, like a natural evolution, it can give birth to clouds, thunderbolts, and move mountains and rivers! This is the state in which the mana in the six veins has been completely saturated, and now it only owes the qi of the two poles of yin and yang, and it becomes its own small Zhoutian. Xu Zhenren is a unique talent in the world, and he has been in retreat for more than two months, and today he can break through the second pulse of Ren Du!"

Chen Ning and Xuqing Daoist smiled, but there was not much shock and envy, they had accompanied Xu Changsheng into Dingchong Pass in the past two months, and they had benefited a lot, and they had watched Xu Changsheng gradually accumulate thousands of miles with water grinding kung fu, this is what Xu Zhenjun has worked hard for, and what is there to envy

"Ding!"

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly remembered an undetectable sound in the self-body fairyland, and suddenly the ice surface was darkly broken, like a gap in the jade mountain, and the virgin was broken, only to see Xu Changsheng Rendu's two veins running through, and the other six veins were connected and integrated.

The true element mana of the yin and yang poles that originally circulated in the two veins of Ren Du also flowed into the six veins, and from then on, there was no boundary between the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, just like a void mixed yuan world, only thirty-six stars with dark thunder light shone in the sky, and the true yuan mana of the yin and yang poles began to evolve gradually, and there was a state of Xuanhuang!

"Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, this is the real Taoist Xiao Zhoutian, the great real people of the ancient era, who is more hard to practice Jindan than us...... Chen Ning congratulates Zhenjun for opening up the second pulse and becoming a ......"

Halfway through speaking, he couldn't help but pause, the realm of ancient great people like Xu Zhenjun was in legends in the past, and he didn't know that Xu Changsheng's strength at this moment could be regarded as a human immortal or an earth immortal.

"Xu Zhenjun doesn't cultivate the Jin Dan, he doesn't cultivate the Yin God, where can he still correspond to the immortal level of my end of the law era, but the strength of the true monarch at the moment should not be lower than that of the mainland immortals. Zhenjun, Qingfeng watched the hard battle, and the flower monk had vomited blood and vomited into a pair of piercing intestines, and asked Zhenjun to make a quick move......"

Seeing the legendary realm of the great real person, the Xuqing Daoist was in a surging mood, and he actually learned to tell jokes.

"Hehe, Monk Hua has contributed a lot to my Qingfeng Concept, so naturally I won't owe him. But now is not the time for me to come forward, I have to borrow the power of the two to force the ghost king to come up with the means of pressing the bottom of the box, and I will borrow his hand to further complete the work!"

Xu Changsheng raised his eyes and looked outside the realm of his own immortal, and said with a slight smile: "Although Monk Hua is bloody, he has never shown his true skills, he is really a cunning bald head...... But it's hard for him, the two Taoist friends don't have to wait any longer, so please go out to help him. The two of you have been lingering in my own fairyland for dozens of days, and their skills should also be greatly improved, but this time they don't have to keep their hands, first help me repel the Yin City projection for ten miles!"

After saying that, his right hand was raised lightly, a glow flashed, and the autologous fairyland disappeared without a trace, Chen Ning and Yizhen Dao Chang found that they were in the cloud room that was only twelve or thirteen square meters, and the futon under the buttocks was still hot, but Xu Zhenren had 'disappeared'.

The bright moon shines on the pines, and the breeze remains.

Xu Changsheng didn't use any stealth methods, let alone blinded the divine consciousness of the two masters, so he stood up from the futon, his heart was calm and open, he didn't fall into the form, there was no thing, no self, no joy and no anger, and walked outside the cloud room.

At this time, the little Zhou Tian in his body has become a small Zhou Tian, and he is sorting out yin and yang, opening up Hongmeng, becoming a world of his own, and wanting to see Xuanhuang, so every step out, there is a faint groove connected to the outside of the big Zhou Tian, in harmony with heaven and earth, and corresponding to the pulse of the earth.

The so-called bright moon shines on me, the breeze blows me, I am like an inconspicuous stone under the moon, a fallen leaf in the wind that no one notices, obviously in this world, but ordinary people will not pay attention. Obviously, they passed by Chen Ning and Xuqing Dao Chang, but how could the two masters pay attention to a small pebble on the ground and a nameless fallen leaf in the wind They turned a blind eye to Xu Changsheng, only that Xu Zhenjun had escaped early.

Walking to the dirt field of Qingfeng Temple, Xu Changsheng saw from a distance the great monk Duhua who had just spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and was scolding the 'straight lady thief', and smiled slightly, this monk is not simple, if the means are exhausted, I am afraid that Chen Ning may not be an opponent, and now he is oppressed to this kind of place, and he is still hiding his private Sure enough, the old madman Ge Wuwu is not wrong, 'Taoism is upright, Buddhism is clever', so Taoism directly takes immortality, Buddhism arranges the afterlife, and even the cultivation method is affected by temperament.

After glancing at Malatang and Bailu and their brothers, he looked up into the air, only to see that the projection of Yin Cheng was only about ten meters away from his scalp, and the ghost Yin soldiers in it were visible, but Xu Changsheng still shook his head slightly, "It's really not enough, I hope Chen Ning and the Xuqing Daoist can force out 'those words', otherwise I will make all the arrangements, but they will just fail......