Chapter 638: Walking with the Enemy

Compared with Gu Chuanxia's momentary embarrassment, Xuzhu is a little more calm, obviously because of the reason for a period of time first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 But at the same time, it also proves in disguise that the climb is not thoughtful.

With the ability of the ruins bamboo, it is now just standing still. Otherwise, would he have deliberately waited for the ancient legend at the starting point of Buzhou Mountain?

"This is the cold wind that really blows down from above the heavenly realm, and unless you cultivate to the Dao Sect Dao Body, the Dharma Body of the Buddha and the Dharma, you can't resist it at all. Before Xuzhu's words fell, a purple-red halo erupted on Gu Chuanxia's body. His skin seemed to be imprinted with a layer of flowing special patterns.

Desperately withstanding the cold wind, the ancient legend took a step and took three steps up. The ice slag mixed with the cold wind hit the ancient legend like a meteor, and the frost splashed out was mixed with sparks.

Xuzhu looked at Gu Chuanxia dumbfounded, and returned to his original state in an instant.

"The Overlord's body training technique is indeed extraordinary! But I guess you just borrowed some of the structure of the Overlord's body training technique, and used some other methods to fill it in. ā€

This is obviously testing the tone of the ancient legend.

The current physical body of Gu Chuanxia is not so much the overlord body trained by the overlord training technique, but the divine body.

In ancient times, there were many people who worshipped barbarism and simple physical muscles, and the gods born from this belief had a knack for tempering the flesh.

Gu Chuanxia had read the memories of some of these gods, and based on the methods in their memories, and based on the overlord body training technique, he created a new body training method.

That's the benefit of having a foundation.

Seeing that Gu Chuanxia ignored him and strode forward, Xuzhu's whole face darkened. As soon as he gritted his teeth, a dark gold color appeared around his body, and his forehead also opened his vertical eyes, which had been as black as ink, which looked particularly terrifying and gloomy.

The changes in the ruins, at a cursory glance, look like the Dharma body of Buddhism. Even the vertical eyes, which were as black as ink, seemed to be King Kong's angry eyes. But if you look closely, you will find that there is a fierce hidden in it, and after the change, there is a faint smell of blood all around. It is completely different from the fragrance that blooms from the Dharma body of Buddhism.

Looking at the back of Gu Chuanxia gradually moving away, the steps of the ruin bamboo seem to be light, but every time he steps out, there will be a blood-colored lotus blooming, even if he has been away for a long time, the blood-colored lotus flower is still not dispersed for a long time.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the bamboo was catching up, the muscles of Gu Chuanxia's body tensed a little more, the cartilage between the joints creaked, and he continued to walk briskly against the cold wind that could even blow out the stars.

It was as if the two were in a silent race.

After about ten miles away from the foot of the mountain, Gu Chuanxia first relaxed in one breath, and the patterns around him faded, only the purple-red light was still there, fixing the cold wind.

The divine body is not good at this, and it needs to be fueled by the power of faith. As a great master of the world, there are naturally many people who believe in his ancient legends. It's just that in order to test the abilities of the various gods in the Divine Prison, I consumed too much. Now what is left is also used up as fuel to open the divine body.

Of course, there will be such a large consumption, and it is also related to the fact that Gu Chuanxia does not cultivate Shinto, these abilities that belong to the gods, he only borrows them, not their own cultivation.

Although the various abilities of the gods are very powerful and wonderful, the ancient legends would not do anything to dig their own graves.

Not long after Gu Chuanxia stopped, Xuzhu hurriedly walked to his side, the blood-colored lotus flower under his feet was closed, and there seemed to be black water waves faintly rippling under his feet.

The black vertical eyes were closed, the dark golden skin turned snow-white in an instant, and the face of the bamboo was also a little ugly.

"What an ancient legend! There is a means to snow the ancient gods!" When Xuzhu chased after the ancient legend, he had already seen the sudden change of the ancient legend.

Gu Chuanxia looked at Xuzhu and said the same thing.

"If you dare to make a deal with the Asura clan, your courage is really not small. ā€

"The first ancestor of the Asura was suppressed by the Buddha in ancient times and turned into a boundless sea of blood. Under the ancestor of Asura, there are four Asura kings, and since you have an eye of Asura, it must be related to Vimaltatra. ā€

Everyone in the world knows the Asura King Rahu, because even if it was destroyed in ancient times, to this day, there are still many legends about Rahu, and in each legend, Rahu belongs to the level of the Great Demon King who destroys the heavens and destroys everything.

And Vimalithara is actually the king of the Asura clan, and it is rumored that he has nine heads, each with a thousand eyes, nine hundred and ninety hands, eight legs, and spits out the fire of destruction from his mouth, which is also not to be underestimated.

The birth of the Asura clan is inextricably linked to Buddhism itself, and it can even be said to be a typical representative of the two sides of the Buddha and the devil. The methods that are cultivated are often very similar to the wonderful methods of Buddhism. Based on these evidences, the ancient legend deduced that he had something to do with the Asura clan, and it was a matter of course.

However, it was indeed surprising that the ancient legend could know about Vimaladara.

Except for Rahu, who once ravaged ancient Middle-earth, many other tribesmen, including the other three Asura kings, have never stayed in Middle-earth, and have always stayed in the land of blood in the west.

Nowadays, even in the classics of Buddhism and Taoism, there are very few words recorded.

Why did the ancient legend know?

Of course, I know it from the Banner of Hell, although there are few Western gods in the Banner of Hell, but it is not nothing. Among them was the Emperor Nengtian, who had fought against the Asura clan, and later the Emperor Nengtian felt that the path of the gods was too limited and it was difficult to go further. He faded away from the body of the gods, incarnated into Buddhism as a true spirit, and became the emperor Shakti, one of the twenty heavens of Buddhism. It is also known as Shaktihuan Indra.

It was also through the memories of Emperor Nengtian that the ancient legend learned a lot of information related to the Asura clan.

"The king of the Asura clan has something to do with the ruins, which means that the Asura clan has also begun to recover in this era. Although the Asura clan can fight well, there are too many limitations, and once Rahu also wanted to break through this limitation, but he was suppressed and never succeeded. I don't know what kind of turmoil it will set off in this era. ā€

This is not groundless speculation. Now in the era of martial artists, there are also rampant demons. In addition to the hundreds of schools of thought that have not been integrated into Confucianism in ancient and medieval times, there is also a faint inheritance left by ancient demons such as the Asura clan.

The former is just different from the Three Sects, and it is really unjust to be included in the evil demons. And the latter is really a first-class demon, and all kinds of methods are mainly bloody and cruel.

"It seems that you still have a lot of adventures that I don't know about!Can you tell me about it?" Xuzhu's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was gentle. It's really like a friend, and I'm caring about my friend.

(To be continued.) )