Chapter Eighty-Eight: Liberation and Taoism

Looking at the gradually healing space tunnel, Ying Yuan's face slowly became solemn, and when the five-colored divine light unfolded just now, what Ying Yuan felt was the same power as Lei's body, and over the years, Ying Yuan had used this power many times, so he was naturally extremely familiar.

That is divine power, and only God has power.

And the five-color divine light hook just now caused Ying Yuan to remember for a long time, in that forbidden place, in the Valley of Absolute Sound, before he obtained the thunder shadow, he was also fought with the five-color divine light.

Although the time is a bit long, Ying Yuan can still confirm that these two five-color divine lights are from the same source. That is, Wang Dazhi's identity has surfaced.

"I didn't expect things to get more and more complicated. ”

Originally, he wanted to recapture the jade pendant in Xianxi Town, but now it seems that the existence of Wang Dazhi is not something that the current Ying Yuan can solve.

"They really acted, son, you have to hurry up, the realm is still far from enough, you have to become a god as soon as possible, otherwise once they get into trouble, you and I will be dead." Ray's voice was not as light as before, but serious.

Ying Yuan didn't answer him, turned to look at the Miao Pharaoh Ancestor behind him, in the eyes of the Miao Pharaoh Ancestor, he saw a trace of anger, obviously the Miao Pharaoh Ancestor also sensed where the aura on Wang Dazhi's body came from.

The surrounding scene changed again, Ying Yuan and the others returned to the Fanyin Gate, not in the Futu Pagoda, but back to the room of the Miao Pharaoh, Ying Yuan bowed, and retreated first, leaving the Miao Pharaoh Ancestor there. The Miao Pharaoh Ancestor was silent for a long time, looking at a blank picture scroll hanging on the wall of the wing.

How long this scroll was blank, Miao Fa Ancestor doesn't remember, but what he remembers is that when he painted back then, he and Li Ru, the sage teacher, painted together, the times have changed, what is the content of the painting, Miao Fa Ancestor doesn't remember, the only thing he remembers is that the one where the content of the scroll disappeared was the one where Li Ru became a god and ascended.

In the huge room, the atmosphere was oppressive and heavy, and the sound of Miao Pharaoh's breathing slowed down a lot, and after a long time, he seemed to mutter, as if to someone: "Wait, you can come out when it's almost time." At least, I have to fight this old bone. ”

Miao Pharaoh Ancestor took a deep breath, his originally somewhat stiff back stood up, his aura continued to rise, breaking through the demigods, and he was only a stone's throw away from becoming a god, and the next thing may not be solved by the demigod realm, so the Miao Pharaoh Ancestor made his cultivation infinitely close to the gods.

At that moment, the wind blew around, and the fallen leaves outside the wing room were suddenly turned by the wind and flew into the air.

Ying Yuan also returned to the wing room prepared for him by Fanyin Gate at this time, after entering the door, he closed the door, raised his hand to make up the enchantment, and then his original normal face turned pale in an instant, and the power of time just now has been running many times, for him now, not only is the time short, but also the side effects are large, Ying Yuan is also desperately suppressing the side effects, so that he did not break out at the first time.

Back in the chamber, he naturally couldn't suppress it anymore, and it broke out in an instant, he only felt that his head seemed to be pricked by countless needles, the sharp pain started from the head, all over his body, and in an instant cold sweat invaded his body, wetting his back, Ying Yuan sat on the ground with difficulty, meditated cross-legged, and began to meditate, but the sharp pain continued to erode his will like a tidal wave, and he failed to enter the meditative state many times, Ying Yuan gave up, staggered to his feet, fell on the bed, and relaxed himself as much as possible.

Time gradually passed, Ying Yuan's pain slowly weakened, in the past three hours, Ying Yuan was finally not as weak and uncomfortable as before, he sat up, meditated to adjust his mental state.

The power of time really can't be used casually, it has to be used as a killer weapon at a critical moment, at least before becoming a god, I can't completely control it.

After meditating for a while, after the spirit was not poor, Ying Yuan stood up, removed the surrounding barrier, pushed open the door to breathe fresh air, only to find that it was already the dead of night, and the sound of insects around him was commensurate with the cool night breeze of the autumn night, which made Ying Yuan feel a little comfortable, and his tired body was also slowed down a lot.

"At the benefactor, the abbot is invited. ”

At this moment, a monk ran over, pretending to be the calm appearance of the senior brothers in a childish voice, and Lao Cheng spoke.

"Okay. ”

Ying Yuan smiled, did not expose the monk's old success, but responded and went to the Daxiong Hall with the monk. In the Daxiong Palace, Ying Yuan saw the three monks of the Sanskrit Sound Gate, and he respectfully performed the junior salute.

"The benefactor doesn't have to be so polite. Shi Zhong smiled and said, "This time, the poor monk has something he wants to ask the benefactor." ”

But before that, the poor monk felt that the benefactor should understand the ins and outs of the matter and then make a decision. "Shakya said.

"This time, I want to ask for the poor monk and the younger brother, the matter of liberation. I believe that the donor also knows part of it, but it is not comprehensive, and the whole thing is probably like this. ”

Shi Zhong said slowly:

"Dao Ming is Shi Zhan's favorite apprentice, although there are already many disciples such as Dao Xuan, but Dao Ming's innate understanding makes Shi Zhan particularly proud, and even the poor monk master is also admiring him. Originally, Dao Ming should have been cultivated as an abbot, but one day, Dao Ming sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and looked at the forbidden art inside, in the forbidden art, there is an evil law called "All Things Are Me", this evil method is to self-cultivation, devouring, flesh and blood, all kinds of forbidden cultivation paths, in which there should be all the cherry blossoms after the Tao Ming went mad, and with its understanding, the "All Things are Me" exercises, self-compiled into "All Buddhas are I", so far, the Tao Ming and the Sanskrit sound door completely broke off the relationship, but also privately broke down the mountain gate, nowhere to be found. ”

"I know that recently, that Dao Ming found Senior Brother Shi Zhan for some reason, and what happened after that, we don't know, but what we can know is that Dao Ming seriously injured Senior Brother Shi Zhan and took away one of the things of Senior Brother Shi Zhan. ”

Ying Yuan said strangely: "Something?"

Shakya nodded: "Yes, the spirit of Senior Brother Shakti." After Shi Zhan's junior brother sat down, his soul was incomplete, and he was still cultivated in the spirit card. ”

"That's it. ”

Hearing Shakya's words, Ying Yuan knew why he was in the Futu Pagoda and met the Dao Underworld, it was probably for that divine soul.

"So we want to ask the benefactor, can we help Fanyinmen capture this traitor alive?"

After chatting for so long, it's finally time to get to the point.

"A few seniors, so look up to the juniors?" Ying Yuan smiled bitterly, "I'm just a polarized god realm, the same realm as Dao Ming, it's okay to repel him, it's basically impossible to capture him alive." So ........"

Ying Yuan is not finished, but the meaning of refusal is already obvious.

"It's okay, the donor only needs to help Fanyinmen find that traitor. ”

Shi Ming took a step back.

"This ......."