Chapter 207: Destruction

The hundred-hundred-zhang Yuanying Phantom was as powerful as a god, and the mortals in the entire Gimhae County were attracted by this amazing vision, especially the Buddha in the sea of blood, which made many believers bow down and kowtow.

"Dead, dead, dead......"

Fan Tong's eyes were blank, his legs were weak, and he muttered without ethics: "Ancestor! I call you ancestor, you can't be cowardly, I and this big brother's life is counting on you!"

Although most of the pressure was withstood by the young man in front of him, the residual spiritual pressure still made Zhang Yuan's eyes tighten and his ears buzzed, but he still stared at the two projections, and his face became more and more blank.

Even if it is a human Yuan Infant, it is not a level that the Heavenly Foundation can resist, if it is said that relying on Xiao Cheng's Bull Demon Mind Method, he can still fight with the Jindan Monk, and even kill him by surprise, then when he reaches the Yuan Infant Realm, the gap in position and the advantage of the exercise method are completely useless.

He stared closely ahead, and if the young man was missing, he could only summon the two mirrors and shine them on the past with the "trace" side.

Over the past few days, he has used the Liangyi Mirror to contain a lot of powerful ghosts, although each evil spirit can only contribute a little faint ghost, but it has accumulated not a few.

may not be enough to knock these two veteran primordial babies down, but they can fight for a glimmer of life.

At this time, the black-clothed young man sighed, and there was a faint trace of contempt and disdain in his warm eyes, as if these two projections of Yuan Ying standing up to the sky were just children playing with toys.

"One feeds the infant with the help of magic weapons, the instrument is greater than the person, and the person is lost in the instrument; the other absorbs the incense and turbidity to nourish the infant, and there is no way ahead, and he has taken the evil path of the outer demons. ”

"Well, I won't use mana to oppress you and others. ”

As he spoke, the young man took a step forward, and his original harmless temperament changed suddenly, making Fan Tong and Zhang Yuan behind him feel like they were on a high mountain, and they would never move!

Then, a giant phantom emerged from behind him, with a crown robe, big sleeves fluttering, indescribably ancient, endless vicissitudes of life.

Looking at the face of this giant, it is not the appearance of a young man, at a glance, I feel that he can be anyone in the world, but after looking away, I can't leave a little impression.

This giant stood up to the sky, and in front of him, the two Yuan Ying projections, which were originally mighty, were dwarfed by each other like children, and they instantly divided the high and low.

The black-clothed young man smiled indifferently, his temperament became more and more pure and flawless, and in the next moment, a long hoe phantom suddenly appeared in the hand of the giant behind him, holding it with both hands, raising it high, and hoeing down the two phantoms......

Call......!

The breeze blows, such as the spring breeze and rain, the drizzle moistens things, and the things nourish all living beings, under this hoe, whether it is the bitter Buddha of the sea of blood, or the Jinbi Palace, they have broken and dissipated, and they are empty in this breeze.

Cijiong, as well as the ancestor of the palace family, also vomited blood under this blow and suffered heavy losses.

It involves the trauma of Yuan Ying, which can be recuperated for hundreds of years, or hopeless, and his lifespan and power have dropped greatly, and he has been in a state of collapse ever since.

The ancestor of the palace family described himself as crazy, his expression was infatuated, and he yelled in the air...... The heirloom treasure of the Gong clan is also the "Huashuang Palace" that he is tied to by his cultivation is on the verge of shattering, even if it is repaired, it is not known how many years later, during this period, whether it is him or the entire Gong clan, it is difficult to rise again!

Cijiong's face was like gold paper, his expression was gloomy, but he still retained his demeanor, but he smiled bitterly again and again: "Okay! Good for a humane baby! A poor monk is not as good as a poor monk!"

What is Yuan Baby?

Yuan is the avenue, and the baby is the new life.

If it is said that the foundation building is to guide the spiritual power in the sea of qi to spread throughout the body, to achieve a qualitative change, and truly transform a mortal into a monk, and to build a pill is a process of dispersion and reunion, and to condense the invisible and intangible thing of "Daoji" into a golden pill, which is an induction and sublimation.

Just like a pregnant woman who is pregnant for ten months and gives birth, and a new life is born - Yuan Ying is a monk who cultivates himself to make offerings, which embodies the monk's will and perception, and is in harmony with the way of heaven, and from then on heaven and man are one, and heaven and man are born!

To put it simply, Yuanying is the Tao practiced by a monk, and the blossoming and fruitfulness bear fruit!

However, each person is in a different way.

Cijiong, or the path cultivated by the entire Cihang Pudu, is the "suffering" in the prayers of all beings in the world!

Suffering comes from hardship, suffering comes from sorrow, and suffering comes from hatred......

Although this is a part of the avenue, it has always fallen behind.

And the ancestor of the palace family is even more unbearable, he has come to this point completely by relying on the magic weapon inherited from generations, which can be said to be self-isolating from the way of heaven.

And this young Taoist of the Dayan Dao Sect crushed the two of them after sacrificing the Yuan Ying projection, not that the cultivation was much higher - although he was a status Yuan Ying, it was indeed a lot higher than the two, but the main reason was the way he served.

Humanitarian.

......

Seeing Cijiong and the ancestor of the Gong family fleeing far away, Fan Tong couldn't help but shout: "Hey, you are my ancestor, right?

Zhang Yuan hadn't been able to wake up from that blow yet, and the black-robed young man's Yuan Ying projection struck a hoe, and from the perspective of his heavenly cultivation, he could really see a lot of aftertaste.

Why do you swing your hoe?

No matter which realm or side, the foundation of all living beings is the food of the soil.

The Tao is the heaven of monks, and food is the heaven of the people!

Monks are also from all living beings.

The power of a hoe is only three inches of ground, and from the perspective of the avenue, it is to ask for life from this heaven and earth.

The hoe of hundreds of millions of living people is not the soil, but the way of heaven! What about the hoe of the living people, and the hoe of the monk?

Therefore, how can this hoe, which condenses hundreds of millions of beliefs and points directly to the Great Dao, be resisted by the Blood Buddha Palace, such an external demon and evil way?

The monk's hoe, why not?

At this time, Fan Tong stiffened his neck and shouted: "Chop the grass and remove the roots, I said do you understand?

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but sigh on his forehead, eager to sew the other party's mouth.

He really wanted to quietly comprehend the glimmer of inspiration brought by that scene, which might be able to consolidate a lot for the future road.

At this time, the black-robed young man turned around and looked at Fan Tong, with a lot of complicated meanings in his eyes.

When he first became enlightened, he traveled to many outside worlds, and when he was excited, he was a spring breeze overnight, and when he was excited, he dispersed and withdrew.

The worldly affection in the eyes of the monk, after the cultivation has reached a certain height, is a kind of thing that needs to be carefully chewed, tasted, swallowed, and then spit out.

Blindly retreat the ropeway, no different from the wood to seek fish.

Incarnate as mortal, just like the last charge before the fish leaps into the dragon gate!

The so-called birth practice, entry experience, the combination of the two, with the sincerity of the infant to experience the mortal dust, in order to the infant to change the god!