Chapter 20: The sound of chanting

Yi Ji Xiao then asked, "Then why does your temple still place it here?"

Ben Yin thought for a while and said, "The poor monk doesn't know why. ”

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "I'll choose it." ”

Ben Yin said: "I see that it is mediocre, why did the Taoist friends choose it." ”

Ji Xiao groaned: "I think it's very unusual, as for anything unusual, I have to test it." ”

As he spoke, Ji Xiao reached out and held the black stick.

He began to inject the mana in his body into the stick, testing the root of the stick.

Because Ji Yu has a glimpse of the Wordless Sutra, he has both the Emperor Sutra and the Heavenly Demon Sutra, coupled with the special nature of his body in this life, the mana in his body has long been mixed, and he can't distinguish the attributes, but when his mind flows, the mana of the three natures of Dao, Buddha and Demon can also be easily transformed.

His mooring mana entered the stick, as if it had sunk into the sea, without a trace.

Ji Xiao had to sigh that the solid structure of this stick was definitely beyond his imagination.

Unconsciously increased the delivery of mana, and at the same time, Ji Xiao's mind moved, transforming the nature of mana into heavenly demon qi. He is also particular about this move, because the Heavenly Demon Qi is ever-changing, and he is better at controlling things than the Emperor Sutra and the Wordless Sutra, so when he converts his mana into the nature of the Heavenly Demon Qi, it is easier to find out the bottom of the stick.

As Ji Xiao's mana entered the black stick, the stick visibly swelled up and became thicker.

The stick exuded an extremely vicious black aura, floating and sinking, like surging black water, and inside was a black dragon with teeth and claws.

Ben Yin couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it.

There are not a few vicious and evil things that have been eradicated by this academy, but the ferocity of the stick is still the only one he has seen in his life.

Ji Xiao naturally had a deeper understanding than Ben Yin, and at this moment, there was an incomparable thought in that stick that broke through his hand and entered his body.

This thought is like a boundless ocean, unbridled and wild, and vaguely gives Ji Xiao a feeling of seeing the white bones at the beginning, and it is even more profound.

That thought carried a boundless black aura, occupying the meridians of Ji Xiao's body.

In the depths of Ji Xiao's blood, a force erupted at the same time, pure and vigorous, like the starry sky of the universe, boundless, and suppressed those black qi fiercely.

But when Ji Liao's bloodline power appeared, that thought became even more irritable, giving birth to boundless hatred, and it collided in Ji Liao's body at all costs.

Ji Xiao looked at the flesh inside, touched that thought, and saw clearly that its true dragon was a black dragon, and its fierce and vicious appearance was indescribable, that is, the black bone ghost king was just a well-behaved baby when he came to this black dragon.

The black dragon also noticed Ji Liao's peeping, and he actually broke through the barrier of Ji Liao's bloodline power and wanted to go directly to Ji Liao's spiritual platform.

Ji Xiao's Lingtai Purple Mansion has many stars, all of which are the spiritual imprints of his peerless learning.

Among them, the three most blazing stars represent the Heavenly Demon Sutra, the Emperor Sutra and the Wordless Sutra respectively, and the three stars took the lead in meeting it and resisting the black dragon.

The black dragon swung its tail violently and slammed into the stars, shattering the three stars apart.

Ji Xiao almost felt powerless, and he didn't expect that the will hidden in the stick would be so terrifying.

The black dragon broke through the barrier of the spiritual imprint of the three great treasures and entered the deeper part of Ji Xiaolingtai.

At this moment, this rare genius in the past generations of this academy could only wait on the sidelines, and he couldn't get close to Ji Xiao's body at all.

A strong qi shrouded the space of one foot around Ji Yu, and others couldn't get close at all.

And Ji Xiao also showed the true appearance of a human head and a snake body.

After seeing him as he is, not only did he not think that Ji Xiao was a demon anomaly, but he felt that Ji Xiao was like a supreme emperor, descending to the world, and everything in heaven and earth was his people.

With this feeling for a lifetime, with his insight, he immediately recognized Ji Yu as the legendary descendant of the Holy Empress.

He had always thought that the Saint Empress Descendant was just a legend, but he didn't know that he would actually appear in front of him.

However, he didn't have time to think about the significance of the appearance of the Holy Empress's descendant now, and he had to make sure that Ji Xiao couldn't have problems first.

He could see that Ji Xiao was in a predicament at the moment, and the root of the predicament was the black stick.

The stick was now so thick that it needed to be hugged by one person, and it was nearly a foot long, which was obviously not the limit of the stick's expansion. And what was even more worried was that the vicious aura that erupted from the stick kept hitting the surroundings.

This academy has the characteristics of a pure land, peaceful and peaceful, but it can't suppress the evil spirit of the stick.

Ben Yin had no choice but to urge the gods and Buddhas to change, and the breath of gods and Buddhas turned out on his body, and pressed towards the stick. He tried to suppress the stick and at the same time relieve Ji Xiao's pressure.

But as soon as his Dharma came into contact with the stick, he immediately spat blood from his mouth.

The essence of the stick is much higher than him, and what he is doing now is not much different from a grasshopper shaking a tree.

Ben had great courage in his heart, "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell", and he still persistently and fearlessly performed the transformation of the gods and Buddhas, and he knew that if he allowed this stick to explode, not only Ji Xiao, but also the real master academy would be destroyed.

The blood spurted wildly, and Ben Yin's eyes became darker and darker.

In addition, when the black dragon's will hit the depths of Ji Xiaolingtai, a Tai Chi appeared out of thin air, yin and yang flowed, endless, unfathomable, misty, and unfathomable.

As soon as this Tai Chi appeared, the arrogance and domineering of the black dragon ended here.

Tai Chi tightly pressed the black dragon to it, and a great will came out of thin air.

Ji Xiao's heart was shocked, the will of the black dragon was already terrifying, but in front of the will that came at this time, it was as if a child had seen an adult, and there was a qualitative difference.

Ji Xiao was already qualified to chase the Great Dao, but that will seemed to be the incarnation of the Great Dao.

The way of yin and yang Taiji, if this is the plaything of the great will that descends.

But Ji Xiao was not only shocked by this will, but also had an indescribable sense of closeness.

He can conclude that the will is intimately connected with him.

"It's good, it's very good, it's famous, it's very famous...... All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and ...... Things may be lost and gained, or gains and losses may be gained......"

The text of the Tao Te Ching began to resound in Ji Xiao's thoughts.

Soon the voice fell darkly, and the black dragon's will was completely destroyed by the sound of the scriptures.

Ji Xiao wanted to see the great will clearly, but he was vague.

Knock knock!

The sound of the Buddha appeared, brushing the ups and downs of the Ping Ji Xiao's heart, returning to the peace of the beginning. Ji Xiao slowly opened his eyes, the black stick was about a person high, and he could calmly hold the pestle on the ground by him.

The remnants of the black dragon's will of the stick also disappeared without a trace.

Ji Xiao held the stick, only to feel that there was an irresistible force in it, as if he could smash a mountain with a stick.