In Qianjiang, Su He's consciousness woke up, and the chat area dominated the screen with big characters: "Nanming senior, the altar has been built." ”

A light fell on Suhe Island and turned into a real person in Nanming. Immediately after that, a series of lights fell, and more than 30 people from Qianjiang gathered on Suhe Island.

Nanming Zhenren had a bubble above his head: "Little friend, are you going to start summoning the Qianqianzi Divine Soul?" ”

The summoning method Ji Feixue had already passed it over along with the altar construction method.

Su He shook his head: "I can't do the summoning sacrificial dance, my subordinate merman sacrificial summoning, I am protecting the Dharma on the side." ”

"It's good!" Nan Ming Zhenren nodded. The dragon turtle is indeed not suitable for summoning divine souls, and a true Yuan Divine Power is too domineering. Summoning the divine soul mainly uses the power of the altar, the summoner is just an introduction, and it is naturally better to have a high path, but as long as you reach the demon realm, it is enough.

An inscription on a half-blown Dan furnace above the head of the Sanchen Daoist was engraved: "Xiaoyou may project an altar scene in Qianjiang?" ”

"Yes!" Su He nodded.

Retrospective broadcasting is one's own memory, but as far as the eye can see, it is naturally retained in the mind and turned into memory, strictly speaking, retrospective cannot be broadcast in real time, in fact, there is a momentary delay, but it is just a trace that is difficult to detect.

Retrospectively, an image was played in front of him, it was the altar scene, but Su He was missing, which was broadcast from Su He's perspective.

"Spirit Clan's Eclipse Soul Altar?" The people of Shenchen were stunned. If the heavens and all worlds say which clan has the most thorough study of the gods and souls, it is none other than the spirit race. The Spirit Race itself is a god-like being.

Nanming Zhenren shook his head: "It's just a reference to the Spirit Clan's Sun Eclipse Altar, Fairy Ji has changed the altar, otherwise the original Sun Eclipse Altar will have to be at least nearly a Jiazi before it can be properly arranged." ”

Sanchen Daoist nodded, this altar is just a glance, it looks like a spirit altar, you can see the difference between two more glances, the spirit altar is much darker than this sneaky and dark.

After all, it is a race that reigns supreme by curses.

"This altar Fairy Ji should know better, but it's a pity that Fairy Ji is not there."

As soon as the inscription on the Danding of the Shenchen Daoist appeared, everyone looked at Su He, Su He opened his mouth, where did Ji Feixue go, he didn't know. Left before March and was not heard from.

Su He looked around. Diverted the topic: "The three-phase master may not have been seen for a long time." ”

Just after knowing that Feng Yiju could forcibly cross people, the three-phase monk once solved his doubts, and then he rarely saw it. It hasn't been seen for nearly a year now.

The people of Shenchen Dao laughed and never laughed, but the Dan furnace-like bubbles on the top of his head trembled up and down, showing the joy in his heart: "The ninety-sixth time the monk made a grand wish to cultivate the body of the Ming King, and this time he also practiced the meditation of closing his mouth, and he couldn't show up." ”

Zhan Xiu next to him also laughed, with bubbles on his head: "Guess how long this old monk can stay?" ”

Without moving the body of the king of Ming, motionless for thousands of years, the old monk could not help it.

Fairy Junlan was beside him and said with a smile: "Three years!" It can't be less, the three-phase master has been holding out for three years last time. ”

The Sanchen Daoist snorted twice, and the Dan furnace above his head turned into normal bubbles: "Last time was special, he slept in a sleep, this time Master Gu Jingzhai Guiyuan personally guarded it, and he couldn't sleep, at most two years, no more!" ”

Su He had a question mark in his head, and he also knew a little bit about the cultivation of Buddhism in this realm. What you need to make a great wish to practice is the Ascended Dharma, the true Profound Dharma.

And for the ninety-sixth time, he made a grand wish...... Do you treat grand aspirations as Chinese cabbage? I'm afraid this is not a fake monk! Only mortals who do not practice dare to make vows at will.

Moreover, Buddhism makes a grand wish, which is very similar to praying to heaven and earth, not that if you want to make a grand wish, heaven and earth, and sentient beings will respond, and if you don't respond to this Dharma, you will not be able to cultivate, and you will be punished by heaven.

The Taoist patted Su He's turtle shell: "Don't compare with the monk of that color, that monk was born a Buddha, and if you make a wish like drinking water, you can respond to it as you go." I haven't kept any of the rules and precepts, and Gu Jingzhai still treats him as a treasure, but ......"

Samchen Daoist smiled even happier: "You can't live if you do your own evil!" The monk entered the Buddha very early, and he was young forever, but he made a big wish, and he was a little old, and three hundred years ago he was still a handsome little monk with a face like a double ten, but now he is an old monk with a wrinkled face. ”

Everyone was talking and laughing, but their voices gradually lowered, and they all looked at Su He. They are all existences that have been practicing for an unknown amount of time, even if they have to add a sword and axe to become an immortal in the next moment, they can still laugh. But it's about the soul of Taoist friends, and it's a little heavier after all.

Nanming Zhenren was a little lower, he had been in the Qianqianzi Cave Mansion, guarding the golden lotus of the Dao, so that he could better perceive the state of Qianqianzi.

At this moment, he has completely stopped talking, and his real body is running the formation, cooperating with Su He to summon spirits at any time.

Su He nodded, the dragon turtle on the altar let out a long groan, and Long Min came with a cane, bowed to Su He and ascended the altar.

Su He got off the altar and did his best to restrain his momentum, so as not to affect the summoning.

Su Huanian came with the sword, landed beside Su He, stood quietly, and also collected his sword qi.

Long Min took the stage and put down a comb on the altar, which was Qianqianzi's personal belongings, which Nanming Zhenren obtained from Qianqianzi Cave Mansion and handed over to Su He through the Xuan Realm.

This can be used to summon the spirit of Qianzi.

Long Min adjusted his breath, burned a foot of incense, worshiped the Quartet, respected heaven and earth, danced and sang, like a witch.

Especially with Long Min's old posture, it looks like three points.

The distant and empty singing on the altar sounded, not a human singing but a spiritualist ritual, and the resonance of heaven and earth caused by the Longmin Witch Dance.

The song brought everything around him into a subordinate position, as if the whole altar was meant to draw the sound out.

Everyone in Qianjiang held their breath and stared, quietly looking at the picture projected by Su He, and the bubbles above the heads of the people of Shenchen Dao were serious: "Don't be distracted, completely record the sacrificial dance and this song, it is best to imprint it in the soul and never forget it!" This is the word! ”

Human language is Tao, so non-Taoist body cannot speak human language. Su He has not crossed the catastrophe, and when he has not prayed to heaven and earth to get the rhyme of heaven and earth, he can't speak out of his mouth.

In turn, the avenue condenses itself and may also emit human voices. Even mortals have seen such phenomena, and when the wind blows through the valley, it makes the sound of human speech. It was even warning him not to go into the valley, what to do, and so on.

This is Creation, and the voice of the Great Dao is heard as a mortal. If you realize that the future is limitless, the last time you act according to the word, it is easy to turn the crisis into safety and meet the treasure.

Ji Feixue's adaptation of the soul conjuring ceremony will resonate with the Great Dao and summon the soul with the Dao. Write down this sound, and you will be able to make great progress on the path of the soul.

At the same time as the Taoist reminder, Su Huanian had already transmitted Su He: "Write down this dance, lyrics and music." "In terms of knowledge, she is far beyond her own husband.

The sound of the Tao spread, and the entire altar and Long Min fell into an illusion, as if the space was distorted, not in the same world. There was a sense of alienation coming from the altar.

Qianjiang Shenchen Taoist looked at the picture and said: "The altar is half virtual and half real at the moment, half in this realm, and half in borrowing a wooden comb to explore the location of Qianqianzi's soul. ”

Su He nodded and understood. It's like fishing, when people are on the shore and the line has been thrown into the water, the wooden comb is the bait.

The bait was thrown, and it only took a moment for the result to be obtained, and a cyan flame suddenly ignited on the wooden comb, and Qianqianzi appeared in the flames, and surprise flashed in her eyes.

Found her spirit.

As soon as Qianqianzi appeared, the flames were about to drill out, but at this time, a big "swastika" appeared in the flames, suppressing Qianqianzi's spirit.

"Presumptuous!"

"Damn it!"

Qianjiang was full of shouts and reprimands, and the swastika was blocking the return of Qianqianzi's soul, she was imprisoned by someone!

"Roar!" Su He roared and headed straight for the altar. Su Huanian had already dodged and landed on the altar, and with a flick of his hand, he sent Long Min down the altar, and the fairy sword flicked into a sword light and dotted on the swastika.

The swastika golden light was sheng, blocking the fairy sword back.

A huge force struck, Su Huanian turned around and stood in the center of the altar, and the flames on the wooden comb weakened in an instant, and they were about to be extinguished.

Su Huanian's eyes condensed slightly, the fairy sword was sent aside, danced, took over Long Min's seat, and summoned it in person. The majestic aura of stepping on the sky gushed out.

The sound of the Tao on the altar that gradually dissipated became melodious and clear in an instant. The same conjuring, the same witch dance, Su Huanian jumped out, which was completely different from what Long Min danced, and even the Dao sound was a little cold and quiet.

Su He jumped up, his divine sense quickly swung in all directions, and at the same time used his gaze to search in all directions.

Mountains, rocks, grass and trees can no longer block the view.

As soon as the witch dance started, he positioned the Qianqianzi spirit and wanted to recall it immediately. Qianqianzi's soul is not far from here!

Su He tried his best to search, but to no avail.

Under the altar, the flames ignited again, but they couldn't recall Qianqianzi, who rushed left and right, always blocked by the swastika.

But the swastika wanted to drill into the soul of Qianqianzi but couldn't do it, and the center of the eyebrows was a little faint golden light, completely blocking the swastika.

In Qianjiang, Shenchen gave up the chat window, and his consciousness was directly transmitted: "Nanming! ”

Nanming Zhenren's eyes were angry, and his expression was solemn: "Don't worry, I'm okay here." "He protects Qianqianzi's body, and uses his body to protect the soul, and he is okay for the time being.

Moreover, Nanming Zhenren faintly felt that in addition to his operation of the formation to protect the Dao Golden Lotus, there should be something guarding in the soul of Qianqianzi, otherwise he would have more pressure here.

"Look for the three phases!" Nanming Zhenren replied with a voice of consciousness.

Even outsiders can see that it is the Buddhist means that suppress the soul of Qianqianzi. Find professionals for professional things.

When he said this, the Sanchen Taoist had already landed on the island of the three-phase monk, waved his hand, and the small Zen monastery rose from the ground, throwing it aside, revealing an old monk who was meditating with his eyes closed.

The three-phase master cultivated the immovable Ming King and the closed-mouth meditation, and did not take away the Qianjiang consciousness body, but the consciousness body fell into a state of immobility and ignorance of foreign affairs, and the consciousness body was synchronized with the ontology, just like the dragon turtle egg in the mountains and seas.

Sanchen rushed forward and slapped the old monk in the face twice.

"Wake up! Wake up, you monk! ”

The slap fell one by one, and the people in Qianjiang were stunned. The method was rude but the effect was very good, and in a moment the three-phase master opened his eyes, and the bubbles above his head exploded: "Ge Laozidi, your second uncle's senchen, Buddha and I have just settled, and you turtle grandson will die......"

"Qianqianzi's soul has been suppressed!" A thought of the Samchen Taoist exploded in the monk's consciousness.

The monk was stunned for a while, and before he could react, he was dragged by the Sanchen Daoist and landed on Su He's small island, pointing at the picture projected by Su He.

On the screen, the conjuring altar is illusory, the flames are beating, and the Qianqianzi Divine Soul has collided several times, but it has never been able to jump over the swastika.

The three-phase monk who was in a rage suddenly calmed down, turned his head to Su He and said, "Little friend, give me the address." ”

It is not difficult to locate the Xuan Realm, just send a wisp of the breath of your consciousness clone over. After receiving a little bit of Su He's consciousness breath, the three-phase monk slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into the realm of the Immovable Ming King again.

But in just a moment, in the space on Su He's side outside Changyue Mansion, a dull sound suddenly came, as if a fist was smashing the wall.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Then there was a bang, and a red light shattered the space and fell out.

The three-phase monk was covered in flames, and fell beside Su He with a bang, and folded his hands and bowed slightly to Su He: "Thank you for protecting Qianqianzi." ”

He volleyed down into the air, walked to the altar step by step, and bowed to Su Huanian: "Thank you little fairy, let's hand it over to the poor monk next." ”

The bubbles above the head of the Qianjiang Junlan Fairy spoke cautiously: "Master of the Three Phases...... Angry! ”

She had never seen such a polite three-phase master.

The Taoist touched his beard, and his face was a little serious: "I'm afraid you haven't forgotten the origin of his monk's name?" ”

Three hundred years ago, Qianqianzi first entered Qianjiang, and he was still a three-phase monk who looked like a handsome little monk, so he looked straight, leaned over, and asked Qianqianzi: "Little fairy, if I am still vulgar, can I marry you?" ”

Qianqianzi was stunned.

Then, the three-phase consciousness body was beaten by Ji Feixue. The real body was beaten by the master of Gu Jingzhai.

The three-phase monk stopped and was honest.

Now, Qianqianzi's divine consciousness has been suppressed, and it is still Buddhism that suppresses her.

The psychology of the three-phase monk can be imagined.

Politely sent Su Huanian down the altar, the three-phase monk took off the Buddha beads on the neck, looked at the sky and threw it away, and the flames on the wooden comb that wanted to disperse were rekindled in an instant, which was more vigorous than when Su Huanian summoned the soul, and instantly covered the entire altar.

Qianqianzi is no longer half exposed, all of it is revealed, as if it can sense this side through the space.

"Sanxiang senior, is that you?"

Qianqianzi spoke, but no sound came out, but she knew what she was talking about with her lips alone.

The flames on the three-phase monk's body suddenly rose, pointing at the summoning screen and scolding: "Sun thief! Move me Qianjiang Fairy, have you asked the Buddha if you have the demon pestle in his hand?! ”

The three-phase monk scolded and shook his fist, hating to smash the swastika with one punch.

"The Great Fan Dust Separation Spell is specially used by you to imprison the fairy soul? You deserve to be a monk, and you deserve to be cut off from your children and grandchildren! ”

The three-phase master did not have the slightest appearance of a monk, he scolded, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe off the bubbles on his head after scolding, and then suddenly reacted, this is not Qianjiang, and the evil words can't be wiped off. And - scold this handful of birds, what to wipe off?

I'm going to scold him!

Scold his eight-generation ancestors!

The more the three-phase monk scolded, the more ugly it became. Its scolding is unspeakable!

Su He landed beside Su Huanian, and the two little sailors covered the fairy's ears.

Scolding and scolding, the swastika flashed in the flames, as if it was unbearable, and saluted him. The three-phase monk's face turned abruptly serious.

"Found you!"

"Little friend Su He, help me kill the enemy!" Sanxiang let out a low voice and leaned straight south.

Su He's face was gloomy, the three-phase master didn't know what means he used, and at the moment when the swastika reacted, he also sensed where the other party was.

"You keep the house!" Su He whispered to Su Huanian, the waves under him tumbled, jumped up, and went straight to Dongyun.

The speed of the three-phase master was much faster than him, and before Su He arrived, he saw that thousands of miles south of Wuxiang Mountain, two different Buddha lights rose to the sky, and the iron rope was horizontal.

Buddhism, the palace!

Su He arrived in a boat, and heard the three-phase master shouting: "Escape thief!" Coward! ”

The old monk didn't have any mercy at the moment, but threw his robe aside, his bare chest, his body full of tendons, and his old face was full of murderous intent.

Opposite him was also an old monk, with a sad face and folded his hands, and at a glance he was a monk who had attained the Tao.

The three-phase master is a first-class scoundrel compared to him.

Beside the master, a member of the Imperial Palace clan stood in the air, and an iron rope stretched out from the palm of his hand, stretching across the entire space, suppressing the Buddha Light of the Three-Phase Master.

The three-phase monk was not afraid, his hands were clenched into fists, his muscles were beating, and he snorted coldly and looked at the monk opposite: "Escape thief!" Back then, he didn't dare to face the emperor, but now he is in cahoots with the palace! ”

In ancient times, the Xuanhuang Realm was known as the Xuanhuang World, the first of the heavens, and the land of enlightenment. The cultivation of the heavens and all worlds was born from here. Buddhism and Taoism are worshiped in all worlds.

Until Xuanhuang was calculated by the emperor and stole the origin of the world. That great war nearly toppled three thousand worlds.

It was the Xuanhuang World that rushed to meet the enemy, but it never fell behind, as long as it eased up, it was still unknown who would win or lose.

At this time, the Buddha made two doors, and the Buddha led the Buddha to nearly sixty percent of the strength, and escaped to the starry sky to open the Buddha realm, closed the mountain gate, and escaped the war.

This is the origin of the fugitive thief in the mouth of the three-phase monk. The monk on the other side is not a monk from the Xuanhuang realm, but from the Buddha realm!

In ancient times, I don't know for hundreds of millions of years, but Buddhism defected, and a great war the Xuanhuang world became the Xuanhuang realm.

Which of the top forces in the heavens and all worlds doesn't know?

The Buddhist sect that remained in the Xuan Desolation Realm was even more faceless. What happened is difficult for future generations to know, but it is known that in that battle, the Buddhist disciples left behind were killed and injured by eighty percent. The war was calmed, and several large temples formed Gu Jingzhai to spread the Buddhism and Taoism, but it was almost semi-hidden, and it was not born again.

Occasionally, most of them appear in the mortal world, where ghosts are rampant, where demons are chaotic to mortals, Gu Jingzhai's disciples will appear wherever they are.

"Amitabha!" The monk in the Buddha realm looked at the three-phase monk and recited the Buddha's name.

"Who can tell you and my descendants all the reasons for what happened back then? Besides, my Buddha is merciful, and the monks are not stained with red dust, so how can my true Buddha participate in such a killing thing, flesh and blood grinding plate? ”

The three-phase monk jumped to his feet and scolded: "Let your mother's fart!" Don't mess with Hongchen at that time, when you come to your grandson, you will come to rob my Qianjiang girl? Isn't this really red dust?! ”

The monk's face became more and more compassionate: "The monks are not stained with red dust, but they should also be responsible, this female demon is evil, how can the monks stand by and watch?" Fight the evil and get rid of the demons! ”

"Evil mother!" Before he finished speaking, the three-phase master's body flashed and smashed it with a punch. The red flame of the Buddha's light on the fist smashed on the monk's protective Buddha light, and a loud bell rang, and the two bald heads changed color at the same time.

The person who sealed the palace beside him, the iron rope rolled, and he swung the rope into a whip and drew it straight towards the three-phase master.

Su He's face changed greatly, and he roared and asked for an assistant.

But I saw a sword light shooting in the distance, and with a crisp sound, it bounced off the iron cable.

A middle-aged man dressed as Xuantianmen fell in Dongyun Mountain, with a smile on his face: "At the invitation of the head of Qingyuan, I suppressed the Two Realms War Domain, I didn't expect that the Two Realms War Domain had not yet been there, so we would first run into the miscellaneous pieces of the Imperial Palace, we were lucky." ”

The person who sealed the palace did not speak, his eyes were gloomy, and the iron rope smashed the space and rushed in, and the middle-aged Xuantianmen did not hesitate, and the sword chased and killed.

"Don't worry, I will kill this thief!"

The three-phase monk did not reply, and the two of them had already moved elsewhere across the space battlefield. There is Yunmengze in the west of this place, and there is Xuantianmen in the east, and the people of the palace dare not dare to stay here for ten dares.

The three-phase monk glanced back at Su He and said, "Su He Xiaoyou, Qianqianzi's soul is under the underground palace here, and it bothers Xiaoyou." ”

Su He took the flying boat and nodded.

The three-phase monk's eyes fell on the monk opposite, and he reminded: "Little friend, be careful, there is a triple palace below." ”

Is it just a triple triple? That time you can be invincible.

Su He slowly fell into the waves.

I saw the monks facing the three opposites, and folded their hands: "Poor monk Yuanyi, this senior brother, how can you and I fight the Dharma in Buddhism, how can you be like ordinary people?" You and I have a fight in the mountains! ”

After he finished speaking, he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! "Suddenly, the Buddha's light on his body was shining, the treasure was dignified, and the Buddha's light was thousands, and Su He sensed a great crisis from the Buddha's light.

The battle between Lingshan is a unique means for Buddhist disciples, and it is about the high and low struggle of Buddhism and Buddha rhyme. Only compared with the light of the Buddha, outsiders look like they have arrived at the Buddha Land of Lingshan, only to see the light of the Buddha shining, but in fact, there are many crises, and there is no blood for killing!

The three-phase eyes were awe-inspiring, and his hands were folded: "As you wish!" Amitabha—"

Seeing that the three phases agreed, Yuanyi's eyes were merciful and slowly closed. In Biling Mountain, the monks of the Buddha realm have never been afraid of the monks of the Xuanhuang realm, even the monks of Gu Jingzhai.

Such a barbarian monk, but let you know that my Dharma is vast! Let you be pious into my Buddha realm!

He closed his eyes, and the Buddha light on his body was full and completely unfolded.

But after listening to the Buddha number of the three-phase master, he recited: "- Amitabha, your second uncle!" ”

The three-phase monk suddenly took a step in the void, and he had already landed beside Yuan Yi, and he was punched in the head.

"Boom!" With a bang, Yuan Yi's eyes flashed with gold stars, and when he opened his eyes, he saw another punch smashing, and the three phases were furious: "You are also worthy of Amitabha?" The Buddha taught you not to stir up red dust if you have no benefit from yourself, and not to stand idly by if you have great interests with yourself?! ”

Boom!

Another bell rang.

The three-phase monk asked while fighting: "Which demon do you worship?" Why do I Buddhist, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?! ”

Boom!

"Why do I Buddhism me, hell is not empty, and I can't become a Buddha?!"

Boom!

"Why do I Buddhism, even if I become a Buddha, I should sail backwards and cross the world!"

Punch after punch, Yuan Yi resisted, but he had been taken advantage of by the three phases, and a Buddha bead was set in the void to suppress his Buddha power, and his fist was to the flesh.

"Your uncle! Ge Laozi! Sanxiang punched and scolded: "You forced Lao Tzu to break the body of the King of Ming, and you forced Lao Tzu to break the closed mouth Zen." ”

Punch after punch.

Yuan Yi resisted desperately, but there was surprise in his eyes.

The underground palace was discovered, and this mission was bound to die, but it was also a great achievement to force an Gu Jingzhai to step on the sky and break the body of the immovable Ming king.

Even today's defeat is worth it!

The King of the Ming Dynasty has to make a great wish to practice, and how many times can a monk make a grand wish in his life?

When the three-phase master smashed a punch, the muscles on his body skyrocketed by one point, the wrinkles on his face shrank, and he regressed from the appearance of a seventy or eighty-year-old monk year by year.

For every point of youth, the Buddha's power increases. Su He was stunned.

An old monk in his seventies or eighties with wrinkled faces can't see his appearance. At this moment, he is getting younger, but Su He feels that the bald head is becoming more and more familiar.

Mu Wan!

That bold man who was reincarnated into reincarnation with the witch girl in the white spirit talisman divination!

(End of chapter)