"Shhhh

The face of the short and fat Taoist priest on the side changed, saying bad things about the six saints of Pingtian in the Six Heavens God Realm, that is not looking for death.

He still wants to be released as soon as possible after completing his sentence.

"Hey, everyone is their own ......"

Qiu Ping waved his hand, thinking that this product was making a big fuss.

I'm Qiu someone who came over in the wind and waves, what scene haven't I seen?

But before he finished speaking, the short and fat Taoist priest in front of him was already as pale as earth.

At this time, a shadow had emerged from behind Qiu Ping, enveloping his entire body.

Qiu Ping turned his head, only to find that it was a true dragon that covered the sky and the sun, more than twice as large as the ancient dragon he had killed.

Although the scale armor around the body is cyan, it seems to be dyed with a layer of gray, with an ancient taste.

It is as if walking through hundreds of millions of years of time and space, straight to the present world.

If it's just a huge size, Qiu Ping doesn't think it's anything, but the key is that the realm of this dragon is ......

Golden Immortals!

A true dragon at the level of a golden immortal.

Qiu Ping was so frightened that he retreated again and again, he was just a little golden immortal, how could he dare to blow up his hair with a golden immortal true dragon.

It's just that this real dragon is a little familiar.

"Huh? A loach? ”

"Can even loaches be cultivated into immortals now?"

The Golden Immortal True Dragon muttered to himself, but his size was so big, even if he lowered his voice, it was like rolling thunder, spreading to all sides.

The little loach only turned black when he heard it, you stinky worms, I am the lord of the East China Sea, your top boss, why do you look down on me?

Of course, these are just the words in his heart, and the attitude he shows is still very gentle and respectful.

"This True Dragon Golden Immortal, hello, I am the Governor of Shendao, and we are colleagues."

Qiu Ping's face pulled a good-looking smile.

We are all Shinto, and Shintoists don't fight Shinto.

The short and fat Taoist priest standing on the side looked at the little loach with some surprise, this thing is still a Shinto person? And it sounds like the official position is not small.

"If you weren't a god, I would have swallowed you just now."

True Dragon Jin Immortal looked at Qiu Ping with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Aha, then I can go, I can invite you to drink when I have time."

Qiu Ping snorted, then waved his hand, and was about to leave.

"Please stay."

"There is a rule in our Six Heavens God Realm, any god who wants to go out must first pass the assessment of our Six Saints of Pingtian."

The True Dragon Golden Immortal looked down at Qiu Ping and spoke.

"What are you kidding, it sounds like."

Qiu Ping's face immediately collapsed, under normal circumstances, how could anyone come to this ghost place.

If I hadn't stumbled in, I wouldn't have known there was such a place.

"I'm not going to play this inexplicable assessment with you, I'll go first."

The little loach sneered, I just looked at the face of my colleagues and chatted with you. If I wanted to leave, you wouldn't be able to stop me.

"Governor Qiu, if you leave, we will report the situation here truthfully. At that time, it will not be our brothers who will negotiate with you, but King Mingling will look for you. ”

The true dragon Jin Immortal smiled, looking light-hearted.

And the little loach's movements suddenly froze, and I wiped it, it turned out to be waiting for me here.

"Hmph, I'm so easy to handle. Since you're playing scoundrels with me, don't blame me for cheating. ”

Qiu Ping continued to sneer, then snapped his fingers and turned back time.

Since the appearance of this dragon, it has only been tea time, and there is still an hour of time I can use today.

I'll just go back in time for a cup of tea, and I'll slip away before you come, and see how you play tricks on me.

Qiu Ping silently praised his wit.

“back!”

“…… Oh. ”

Qiu Ping rewind the time for a cup of tea, and then heard what the real dragon said.

Hey, why did I rewind a tea time, and this real dragon is still here.

Qiu Ping's eyes widened, could it be that his law of time had failed?

"One more cup of tea."

“…… King Mingling has found you."

Time rewinds another cup of tea, and then the real dragon said another sentence in his mouth.

"I'm rubbing, what's going on?"

Qiu Ping began to doubt himself, why am I being targeted.

The little loach still didn't believe in evil anymore, and this time he went back a full quarter of an hour.

“…… We'll report the situation to the truth......"

The real dragon was still talking, but Qiu Ping was already numb.

Whether my supernatural powers have been weakened, or the world has been enhanced, this is too unscientific.

If it goes on like this, I will use up all the time quotas, and it will be difficult to go back to before the appearance of this green dragon.

Is it possible to force yourself to use the boat of time and go directly back to the previous point in time?

But as the master of the Dao Fruit of the Years, he knows better than anyone the evil consequences of traveling through time and space. Others dare to go into the long river of time when they get these treasures of time, but he has always maintained a sense of reverence for time.

Just like the years and years, you have been obsessed with chasing time, and time will be farther and farther away from you.

Only by maintaining a calm heart and awe in the face of time, that Dao fruit will jump into your arms like a fish.

Qiu Ping thought about it and felt that it was not worth crossing the timeline for this matter.

"We'll report the situation here as it ......."

"I agree, don't bother King Mingling with this little thing."

Before the real dragon finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Qiu Ping.

"Ah...... Oh, you don't agree...... Well? Do you agree? ”

The rest of the true dragon's words were directly choked back, and he wondered in his heart, did he mention King Mingling just now?

No matter what, this loach will rush to answer.

"Okay, let's start directly, how to break through?"

Qiu Ping was unhappy in his heart, he hated this kind of breakthrough the most, the competition link.

"I am the Six Saints of Pingtian, and I will evolve into the six worlds of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, and each realm will be rated as upper, middle and lower according to its performance, and within each level, it will be divided into three levels, such as upper, upper, middle, upper and lower, and so on."

"You have to reach every realm, you have to go up to the top, before you can leave."

The real dragon smiled, and the smile in his eyes became even more obvious.

And Qiu Ping's face collapsed even more, and he now had a very bad premonition.

"Okay, come on."

But the matter has come to this, and the little loach has to put his heart on the side and bite the bullet.

"The first realm is the horizon that has evolved from me, please enter the urn...... Uh, I mean, you can go in. ”

You almost said what was in your heart.

The real dragon spat out of its mouth, and the clouds and mist rolled around it, enveloping Qiu Ping's body in an instant.

Qiu Ping only felt that the clouds around him were steaming, and layers of mist flowed in front of him, as if it was like a light river, with a peculiar beauty.

Layers of brilliance shine out from behind the mist, folding out colorful light.

Qiu Ping looked at all this a little sluggishly, he forgot to ask, what is the standard of assessment.

What do you want me to do when you let me in?

Although the world in front of me is very beautiful, you can't let me in just to watch a three-dimensional movie.

In the next moment, the surrounding clouds and mist suddenly condensed, turning into a snow-white lotus flower flying in the sky, and then the lotus flower flipped over, and the sky and earth gave birth to brilliant colors, and endless flying flowers fell.

The falling flowers are colorful, and the world is magnificent.

Qiu Ping sat on the sidelines, watching all this, these scenes are quite good-looking, but he is a big boss, and he just thinks it looks good.

You ask him to write a poem......

I've almost forgotten what I memorized before.

"Ha ......"

Qiu Ping yawned, he inexplicably remembered Gu Xiaowan, maybe Xiaowan was here, and he would like such a scene.

A flying flower fell from the sky, and between the petals of the flower, it turned into a colorful butterfly, and in an instant, countless flying flowers turned into a variety of beautiful flying butterflies, flying lightly.

Qiu Ping stretched out a hand, and a butterfly landed on his black paws.

But the next moment, the butterfly turned into a brightly colored poisonous snake and opened its mouth to bite his finger.

Qiu Ping was startled, and subconsciously used force to directly pinch the poisonous snake to death.

But the poisonous snake that had been pinched into a puddle of flesh turned into dozens of more slender small snakes, falling towards his body. And the other dense butterflies have also turned into all kinds of colorful snakes, crowded with each other, wriggling.

The patterns on the backs of these venomous snakes resemble grimaces and human eyes, and between the wriggling, it is intimidating.

"I'll knock."

Qiu Ping was about to develop a dense phobia, instinctively felt uncomfortable, and as soon as his thoughts turned, a storm broke out in the space, and countless fine blades fell on these snakes with precision, cutting them all into pulp.

But the next moment, bright red blood flowed from the meat puree, and the blood mixed with the meat mud was wriggling, and the arms, thighs, and eyeballs were constantly generated in it, giving people a very sticky and disgusting feeling.

Qiu Ping was about to throw up.

What the hell is this?

A faint spatial barrier appeared outside his body, and as soon as the flesh approached his body, it was all moved into the distance.

But the space here is limited, and as the meat puree multisizes, the whole space tends to be covered.

Qiu Ping endured the discomfort in his heart, stretched out his hand and swiped in the void, a huge storage space was created by him, and a large amount of flesh and blood was stuffed into the space by him.

But space is finite, and these flesh and blood are infinite.

As the carrying capacity of his space reached its limit, a large amount of flesh and blood directly engulfed his body.

"Ah, I'm dead."

Qiu Ping let out a scream like killing a pig, and then it all disappeared without a trace.

"Vision score, down, like beauty, disgusted with ugliness, weak will, embarrassing."

Behind the clouds, a real dragon was hidden in it, and when he saw this rating, his heart hurt a little.

This level is too bad.

If you want to set foot in the Golden Immortal, in addition to the immortality of the mana of the body, you must also have an immortal will, there are no flaws in the whole body, and the golden nature is mixed, so that you can live forever and not be afraid of all disasters.

This little loach's temperament is similar to that of ordinary people.

Ordinary people like beautiful things and hate ugly things, but cultivators, the higher and deeper they go, the more they pursue that all beauty and evil are part of heaven and earth, and they must accept both the good and the bad sides.

This is the mainstream concept of practice.

In Buddhism, these beautiful and ugly things are regarded as illusions generated by the heart's impulses, so that there can be no distinction.

But no matter the way of Buddhism, in the pursuit of this step, it is necessary to transcend the perspective and realm of mortals.

"Let's start the second level."

The true dragon let out a long sigh, and the divine thought transmitted the sound to a figure in the distance.

In the distance, there seemed to be a shadow of the same size, but shaped like a bird, flickering away.

The figure opened its mouth and spat out, and a fiery red power melted into the smoke.

Qiu Ping was relieved only after thousands of illusions had disappeared.

Okay, you old worm, you say it's an assessment, but in fact, you just turn over tricks to fix me, and when Lao Tzu is in the same realm, I have to stuff you into the dung pit.

Even the flesh and blood blur just now is too buried.

Not long after the flesh disappeared, there was a faint chirping sound in his ears, as if it was a lark singing, and after a while, more and more birds were heard, forming a strange rhythm with each other, which made people feel happy.

The little depression that Qiu Ping had just accumulated in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"Phew."

Although there was no scene in front of him, with an unusually distant and crisp birdsong, he seemed to see a brilliant and beautiful phoenix slowly descending from the void.

Countless birds fluttered around it, and those calls seemed to be their hymns to the phoenix.

And the phoenix also responded with a chirp, so that between heaven and earth, there were beautiful notes.

It lasted for half an hour before the sound gradually dissipated.

And Qiu Ping's body and mind seem to have suffered an unprecedented baptism, and the inside and outside are extremely transparent.

However, he also has some regrets in his heart.

Such a beautiful sound, why didn't it be recorded, and it will be played day and night in the Dragon Palace in the future, how exciting it is.

As these voices dissipated, gradually, a somewhat sharp whistling sound came.

Depressed and harsh, as if crying, like a ghost's roar, like gold and iron rubbing, as if in a forest with wind coming from all directions, gloomy and compassionate, black and miserable, making people's emotions sluggish.

"I knew there was nothing good here!"

Qiu Ping smelled the same routine, they all give you some good enjoyment first, and then pull you to hell, the huge gap formed between the two is enough to make it difficult for ordinary people to collapse.

The cacophony grows louder and louder, until it becomes a maddening grinding sound, and when you listen to it, you all feel the pain of wanting to puncture your eardrum and tear your heart.

Qiu Ping operated the laws of space, wanting to isolate these sounds.

But the sounds seemed to be pervasive, still echoing in his ears, making his eyes bloodshot.

(End of chapter)