Chapter Ninety-Six: The Battle of the Little Saint King
In the mountains of Sumeru, in the dream world
Chen Menglu, who sent Tang Luo out, stood on the altar with a sigh of relief, and the substances in the Four Imperial Spirit Realms were annihilated in his eyes, turning into the most original Four Imperial Spiritual Powers.
Thinking of the young man's last words, Chen Menglu couldn't help laughing at himself: "Chen Menglu, Chen Menglu, I hope you boast of unparalleled qualifications, but you can't even compare to a young man's knowledge, and the dream blood awakens in you, which is really a waste." ”
Someone once asked why a heaven-level bloodline could achieve the king realm so easily, and the Xu clan's holy king replied: Because the ability of the heaven-level bloodline is almost like the Dao.
The reason why it is difficult for ordinary grandmasters to reach the king realm is because they can't seek the Dao, but for a heaven-level bloodline, the Tao is around him, the Dao flows in the blood, and the Dao is himself.
They don't need to have an epiphany, they don't have to ponder, they just need to study their bloodline ability thoroughly, and it is a broad road to the royal realm.
Just like Tang Luo said, instead of finding the path that the Four Imperial Divine Seals had never seen, it was better to lower your head and study your own dream bloodline.
But Chen Menglu is unwilling, even if no one will practice the Four Imperial Divine Seals in the future, he also wants to be the last tomb keeper of the Four Imperial Spiritual Realm, if in the end, he can't get the King Realm, then tell the world, the Four Imperial Divine Seals are wonderful!
The confused eyes became firm again, Chen Menglu left all the decadent Tang in this fantasy realm, when his law body dissipated and reappeared in the hub of the divine array, he was still the peerless great master, the master of the illusion space, Chen Menglu!
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Three thousand miles west of Kunwu Sacred Mountain
A naked-footed monk walks with his head bowed, moving a few feet with each step, and the scriptures are melodious in the heavens and the earth, and all living beings sway along with the chant.
There was a string of prayer beads in the monk's hand, which rotated with the chant, but the most dazzling golden relics were full of cracks at the moment.
This is the exhaustion of the spirit of the Vajra Relic, the monk of the Wuxiang Zen Temple wants to fight against the swordsman of the Xu clan of Yuanzhou, and it is almost impossible to defeat, but the thing of the empowerment is broken, but it is not because the cultivation of Yankong is not as good as Xu Lao's win, but that the Imperial Void Phoenix Sword is too sharp, even if it is the relics left by the golden-bodied arhat, it is difficult to stop it.
In the end, Yankong could only escape with his divine feet, not wanting to entangle with Xu Laoying anymore.
I thought that if I pulled out such a distance, I would be safe, but a clear and beautiful phoenix song still shattered Yankong's wishful thinking.
It is said that the rooster sings the world white, but at this time, the phoenix of the god phoenix clarifies all the Sanskrit sounds between heaven and earth, and the golden divine fire falls from the sky, sealing the way forward of Yankong.
"Monk, you ran really fast, if it weren't for the breath of the vajra relics on the Imperial Void Phoenix Sword, you would have almost succeeded. ”
Xu Lao Ying, who was standing on the back of the golden divine phoenix, landed in front of Yankong, and said in a deep voice: "It's still the same sentence, uproot the Zen thoughts in Tang Xing's sea of knowledge, otherwise you won't be able to go anywhere!"
"The Supreme Master of the South is the Bodhisattva. After reciting the Buddha's name, Yankong raised his head and looked at Xu Lao Ying and said: "Tang Xing has a relationship with the Buddha, why should Xu Xing be forced to force each other?"
"I don't care if I have fate or not, I don't care if you preach the world of Zen Buddhism, but you dare to hit my relatives with your ideas, reach out and cut off your hands, and behead your head!" Xu Laoying's peach blossom eyes were full of slaughter, and he pulled out a spirit sword from the sword ruins, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the heart of Yankong's eyebrows and said: "This is not a competition, I will not have a trace of spare hands, I advise you not to make mistakes!"
The Imperial Void Phoenix Sword, the Hyun Golden Dragon Soul Armor, there are two divine objects beside him, Xu Laoying is already invincible, even if the other party cultivates the famous Wuxiang Zen Temple's Famous Painless Silence Annihilation Heart Sutra, he doesn't think that he will be defeated.
"There is no bitterness and silence, there are no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. There is no ignorance, and there is no end to ignorance. ”
In the face of Xu Laoying's aggressiveness, Yankong finally did not restrain the anger in his heart, walked towards the Xu family in front of him, and cast the great divine spell in the Heart Sutra of Painless Silence.
The sword-wielding Xu suddenly felt that the world was gray, as if it was covered by a fog, and all the keen six senses of the sword body were blinded.
After he could not see everything in front of him, his ears could not hear any sound, and then he could not smell anything, and even his right hand holding the sword felt numb.
As soon as the spiritual power in the body left the body, all contact was lost, and even the divine soul became extremely obscure and languishing.
It seems that there is only one uncertain ghost left between heaven and earth in the sea of knowledge, and after just a great divine spell, the Xu swordsman who had just taken the advantage ushered in the biggest crisis.
What's even more terrifying is that Xu Laoying wanted to open his mouth to summon the true name of the Divine Armor with his words, but he couldn't even make a sound, which made him realize that the great divine spell of the Heart Sutra of Silence without Suffering actually sealed all his six senses, and at this time he was no different from a lamb to be slaughtered.
If there was a bystander at this time, you could see that around Yankong and Xu Laoying, a Buddha Word Divine Array appeared, and the Buddha seal characters formed the Prajna Treasure Wheel, completely submerging the two of them.
In this Prajna Treasure Wheel, everyone's six senses are closed, not only Xu Lao won, but also Yankong.
However, the difference between Buddhist practitioners and ordinary martial artists is that ordinary martial artists only have six senses, namely: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.
But in addition to these six senses, the disciples of the Buddha Sect also cultivated an alayya consciousness, which allowed Yankong to clearly explore the location of Xu Laoying in the closed treasure wheel of these six senses.
At this time, this Zen Buddha was pressing towards the Yuanzhou swordsman who was standing still, and his fists shining with golden light had the power to open the mountain.
Although Xu Laoying's six senses were all closed, the Tongyun Meaning given by the Tongying Sword Body still existed in the sea of knowledge, and it warned him wildly.
But Xu Laoying knows better that in this situation, even if he attacks with all his might, he will be easily dodged by Yankong, but it is just Tufei's spiritual power, he can be sure that the effect of this closed six senses will not be permanent, and at present, only by breaking through the bottleneck of the sword body and reaching the level of entering the netherworld can he survive this catastrophe!
The sword body of the Ming is running at full strength, and at the critical moment of life and death when the six senses are closed, the wisp of the ghost is extremely smart, and the acupoints of the bottleneck of the sword body are quickly opened, just when the two fists of Yankong are about to hit the chest, the sword body of the Tongming Sword Body that has been Xiao Cheng for several years finally breaks through again, and Xu Lao Ying escapes into the Netherworld, making Yankong's fists fall short.
Even in Alayya's consciousness, he couldn't find the existence of the Xu swordsman, and Xu Laoying, who had escaped into the netherworld, also recovered his six senses, and wanted to control the divine phoenix to attack Yankong for the first time, but found that there was no trace of the Buddha in the treasure wheel of Prajna.
"Let him run again!"