The ninth vein of the Fushan Holy Land is the hidden vein... Hmmm!

And in the hidden vein, there is the inheritance of the strongest kendo mastery of the Fushan Holy Land, and the ancestor left a message, if the sword mastery of the hidden vein is opened, then the Holy Land, no matter what kind of identity, must listen to the dispatch of the inheritor of the mastery from now on, otherwise the Fushan Holy Land may be in danger of overturning.

In fact, look at this problem from a dialectical point of view.

When this patriarch of the Fushan Holy Land left such a sentence, the root of the bane had already been planted.

In the future, even if there is really a inheritor born, if there is only a part of the real power faction in the Fushan Holy Land, they will not listen to the training. Then civil strife looms, and there will naturally be cholera.

In this way, this is more like the Ancestor of the Fushan Holy Land, to some extent, the layout, or what he is planning.

But now... Maybe it doesn't matter anymore.

Because this inheritance of 'yin and yang' fell on Bai Xiaotian's body.

At this time, Bai Xiaotian, who had awakened from the inherited kendo knowledge, did not have the slightest joy, but looked a little melancholy.

If a person who is accustomed to a luxurious seafood feast suddenly gives him a crab, how happy can you expect him to be? Not to mention that the crab may be caught in his hand with its teeth and claws.

With Bai Xiaotian's cleverness, he can understand very well how much trouble and turmoil such a troublesome kendo mastery will cause.

"Damn, I knew it wasn't that simple. This should be the second test my father gave me!I thought it was just a thesis, it seems that I was too naïve to think about it!" Bai Xiaotian grabbed her hair and shaved her hair messy.

From the perspective of ordinary people, they may think that this peerless kendo method is the 'gift' prepared for her by Bai Xiaotian's father, and for this reason, he deliberately deprived the person who can inherit this kendo in the true sense of the opportunity and passed it on to Bai Xiaotian.

But with Bai Xiaotian's thinking mode, as well as her understanding of her father, she can understand it better. The trouble after obtaining the kendo inheritance is the real 'surprise', and it is also the trial prepared for her.

Fortunately, Feng Linwan, who has now been rushing towards the path of 'reckless man', doesn't know what happened to Bai Xiaotian at this moment.

Otherwise, his depression can be imagined.

The white-clothed fluttering sword immortal, or the fairy wind dao bone magic showman, that is his ideal painting style. If he has such a peerless kendo method, even if he doesn't care about the convenience of the demon defense golden body, I'm afraid there is nothing to pity.

However... None of this had anything to do with his half-star coin.

The current Feng Lin Wan is still listening to some mantras revealed from time to time by the two monks, one old and one young, through the real sight of the dust.

But after summarizing and sorting out some, it will only feel messy and unstructured.

Two monks, in fact, are one.

After discussion, they decided that the 'master', who had a temporarily stronger Buddha nature, would start to cultivate the evil ghost appearance, and the 'apprentice' who represented the future would cultivate the compassion and purity of the Buddha appearance to fight against the demonic nature derived from that moment in the Black Desire Sutra.

When their sentient beings have completed their merits, the two will become one, devouring the demonic nature with evil ghosts, falling into hell, and turning into the ** of hellish evil spirits. And the Buddha nature condenses the power of the Buddha, gathers in the body, and cultivates into the body of the golden Buddha.

Of course, these are all theoretical concepts, and it remains to be seen whether they will be completely satisfactory.

Feng Linwan's confusion was that after he heard all the evil ghosts, he understood that this was a more demonic technique than demonic skills.

People are born with grievances, so they die without stiffness.

The evil ghost is actually the thought of sin, and the evil ghost is to replace others with his own body, empathize with the most terrible and chilling malice in the world, and then have resentment and give birth to evil ghosts.

The stronger the demon, the stronger the body, and the stronger the physical body.

Until the end, the mind and the body are united, and he turns into the Rakshasa of Hell, the king of evil ghosts, stepping through the hell, fearless of the oil pot of the sword mountain, and the frost of hell.

From this point of view, this method of demonic appearance can also be called a powerful method of physical cultivation, derived from the inside out. The point is that there are not many resources required for cultivation, but there are extremely high requirements for the mind.

The body is like an evil ghost, but the soul must maintain itself, and because it is tempted on the edge of terror, it is not allowed to really step on the air with one foot, step into it, and really become an eternal evil ghost.

And the compassion and purity in the Buddha's appearance are as their name suggests, and they are beneficial.

Cultivating compassion and purity, and then feeding the body with two intentions, the body and mind are one, and the self is adjusted until it enters a certain state of incarnation.

The three phases of the law, the method of cultivation, are not difficult to understand.

Feng Linwan's doubts lie in how this kind of hedging phase can finally be melted into one furnace, so as not to contradict each other and overcome each other.

"All things originate from sentient beings, compassion for sentient beings, evil for sentient beings. From this point of view, the appearance of sentient beings that these two monks, large and small, have cultivated before, is equivalent to the foundation and general outline of their exercises. If you don't have a general outline, or you can choose one of the phases, you can't get a glimpse of the whole text, and it will be integrated. Feng Linwan thought about it carefully and came to such a conclusion.

Although his cultivation is low, he has a big brain!

What's more... I've seen a lot of miraculous skills... fragments, as well as many analytical posts on the web.

Haven't seen a pig run, haven't eaten pork yet?

"However, whether it is pure compassion, purity, or evil ghosts, they can only be regarded as relatively good physical exercises, and there is still a long way to go from my expectations. I really want to cut out the whole article from the mouths of these two monks, but it seems unlikely... ”

Originally, if it was really just two ordinary monks, Feng Lin was coercive and tempting, but it could also be used as a thing.

However, when these two monks were talking, it was revealed between the lines that they were once one, which seemed to be very remarkable.

If Feng Lin Wanzhen did too much, they would be angry for a while, and they would rather ruin their cultivation for a while, but also take revenge. That's a big deal.

The two are one, Buddha is born, and Feng Lin is invincible.

"You need to think of a way to plan well. Feng Linwan's eyes flickered, thinking about countermeasures, and he already had all kinds of thoughts and ideas in his head, but he was constantly vetoed by himself.

But I didn't seem to notice that I seemed to be off track...

Hey... What about the good witch cultivators?

You don't practice witchcraft, you talked so long before, isn't it pure water word count, fooling readers?

Although today's readers are full of driving, as long as they give them a hammer, they will subscribe, but they can't be bullied like this!

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duang duang

A dazzling piece of white flowers.

The old monk and the little monk were all bowing their heads, but they were secretly looking.

The female donors who went in and out of the living room were dressed boldly.

The upper half is as soft as jade, all of which are exposed, even if there is no big difference in the past, there is a kind of fascinating magic, which is not tired of seeing.

"Amitabha! Sin, Sin!" The old monk recited the Buddha's name, but he resolutely raised his head and opened his eyes, looking seriously, his eyes were round, his breathing was short, and his nose was thickened.

"Master, you've broken your vows!"

"Apprentice, you're obsessed!"