Chapter 123: Temple of Gods and Demons
As long as they are accepted as personal disciples, they can directly get the teaching of the Soaring Cloud Ascension Sutra, and the outer disciples can only start from stealing the sky and changing the Nikjing - this is the true transmission of stealing the door. It's just that in the past two years, Qiao Zhen was constantly stuck in the peak of the day after tomorrow and couldn't break it, and the mysterious effect of this mental method couldn't be expressed.
Whew, Qiao Zhen stopped and gave a long kiss! There was a fierce battle, and he almost died. It's a pity that his speed still can't catch up with these demons, and he can't get greater results by defeating the other party. Qiao Zhen thought a little depressedly, if only I had some long-range attack wrists.
"Not bad. In Daqin, there are many sects, and the pattern there is different from that of our Han Dynasty. Immortals abound in the sect, and there are even better hands in the royal army, immortals, and Taoists abound. That's where the real totalitarian dynasty comes in. We, hehe, are nothing more than puppets. ”
"I didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable to absorb the true element for the first time, what kind of cultivation method did this cheap person practice......" The mixed and impure true yuan made Qiao Zhen wonder if there was a flame on his fingers extinguished, and at the moment Qiao Zhen didn't let go of the frost and even the heavenly life element, the cool life yuan and the blazing true yuan were mixed together, and it felt much more comfortable to absorb.
Zhou Jin followed the instructions and carried out the natural Dao exercises. really quietly took down the eight gossip jade plates. It was handed over to Qiao Zhen and stood aside.
The dragon walked up to a big man. Wide-mouthed lion nose. Aspect big ears. Take action with gusts of wind. It is walking like a gust of wind. Wearing a large black cloak. A sword is held in the palm of a thick and grand hand. The light flickered. It's cold.
The best of both worlds?
Yun Menglin is the strength of the Venerable Second Grade, and that immortal is the little horn 'color' who has just become an immortal, if you talk about the level, it is a full twenty-eight levels. There is also a qualitative change of grade. After the immortals, they are Taoists, and they become immortals, but they only get the superficial laws of heaven and earth, and only when they become Taoists can they be regarded as the true beginning of enlightenment, and they realize the laws of the physical body. After that, it's time to get back to basics and become real people. After the nine grades of real people, it is the Venerable. As the saying goes, real people are respected, and they ascend to the sky one step at a time. This completeness is not comparable to a few levels.
Seeing that the yin qi created by himself was dismissed, Qiu Xianshi's face was solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off, and a black talisman appeared in his hand.
"You dare to insult my Shushan seniors. I will never die with you," Xiang Hui's green muscles collapsed. Pinch the sword. Pointing to Yao Yuqi. Said viciously: "Stinky girl, let's shoot, I want to learn Kunlun's tricks."
"Immortals, then, they're immortals?"
Qiao Xu's face became twisted. His soul was about to be torn apart. And before his soul is torn apart and he dies, Qiao Zhen will definitely go crazy first.
As soon as Qiao Zhen sat down, a bright voice came from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a man less than thirty standing in front of him, he had a square face, and he was wearing a typical bun on his head, and his expression was peaceful.
From the side of the stream where they stood, they could only see most of the lake, and on the opposite side of the stream was a raised dirt slope, overgrown with trees, and hung red wild fruits everywhere. This central Liang Gong was marked on Qiao Xu's map, which is the junction of the Feng and Youxiong tribes, and there is a large swampy mudflat by the lake. The surrounding hills are undulating, it is rare to have a few flat lands, most of the slopes are miscellaneous trees that cannot be grown, and there are not many wild beasts, so the Feng people and the bear people are not interested in this place. A few years ago, when Liang Gong walked around the village here, there were no people on the small lake of Qiao Xu. Now there are people fishing in the lake, which shows that there must be people living by the lake, and there are no fewer people.
When Qiao Zhen heard this, he couldn't help sneering, did the other party really think of himself as something, and he came to open the way.
As he spoke, Qiao Zhen raised his hand, and a small gray-white flag appeared in his palm, sending a spiritual power in, and suddenly a large area of cold corpse qi poured out of the room.
"Okay, so be it. Qiao Zhen also agreed with Yu Hai's statement. There was no more prevarication.
The formation man on the other side saw the fire ox rushing towards his companion. Immediately slapped on a bag on his waist, and a flying sword was immediately presented in his hand. The formation man quickly threw a flying sword at the fire bull. At the same time, he touched the bag on his waist and presented a talisman in his hand.
Although Xiao Bai has lost the spirit element, there is more scattered and free energy in his body, this energy seems to be the remnant of the thunder light that invaded Xiao Bai's body that day, and it can have a familiar feeling with Qiao Chen's ring.
In addition to relying on spiritual power to become stronger, food is indispensable for a low-level monk like Qiao Xu. His own little food was basically not enough. If he wanted to continue his cultivation, he needed more nutritious food.
Qiao Zhen looked at the four bandits who were screaming and fleeing, thinking back to what they had done before, the melancholy in his eyes was replaced by fierceness, and with a lift of his hand, the ancient flying sword was sacrificed.
The higher the level of the magic weapon, the greater the amount of spiritual power that can be instilled, and the greater the ability can be exerted.
Qiao Zhen Yuan Shen entered, stepped on the void, and saw that the enchantment was like an ordinary chicken when the world was not opened, mixed Yuan Ruyi, a big round ball, the ball was knotted with fluff, a drum and a contraction, as if a life was born inside, and this Prajna enchantment was the fetal membrane of that life.
"Okay yes......" Gu Yue became excited, dropped Qiao Xu, and rushed straight towards Longcheng in a puff of smoke, shouting loudly: "I'm waiting for you in Deyue Tower, you hurry up and pay the bill......"
After entering Qingquan City, Qiao Zhen wandered around the streets. This Qingquan City is worthy of being the largest city in the north of the Shenwu Kingdom. The streets are uniform, the shops are lined up, and the hawkers along the street are constantly shouting, and traders from all over the world can be seen everywhere. Such a phenomenon is probably beyond the reach of the imperial city in the north.
"Dao Cultivation ...... of the Flame Dao Effect Magic Weapon" Qiao Zhen was still thinking about tactics when he sat next to the game table. After all, such a stubborn opponent is either not very clever and has no particular attention to tactics, or has an overwhelming advantage in certain aspects, and there is no need to use tactics. Qiao Zhen recalled the prohibitions allowed in the cultivator fighting game, and then sat down in his chair peacefully, waiting for the beginning of the battle.
This black-robed Daoist had a grim face, and from time to time he emitted a sinister aura, causing the air around him to burst into a gloomy aura.
When the two faced each other again, Xiaocao's face was once red.
The flames all poured into the skeleton's mouth, the smile on Qiu Xianshi's face became more and more intense, and when the last flame was swallowed by the skeleton, Qiu Xianshi stretched out his finger at the skeleton and shouted: "Release!"