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In ancient times, the saint did not go out of the heavens, and then Hongjun had to create the jade slip to peek into the secrets of the heavens, relying on the merits of preaching and teaching, fitting the heavens, and being immortal.

There are six holy seats, and there are many observers in the Zixiao Palace, and the lamp is one of them.

Although he has only attained the quasi-saint realm so far, his insight is by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks.

I still remember that the Taoist ancestor once said that there are three ways to preach the Tao, one of which is to make merit and preach the Tao, but the innate merit has already been divided by the six saints, and the acquired merit cannot bear the realm of 'saint' due to the lack of grade.

The second is to behead the corpse to prove the Tao, the three corpses are the monk's 'good', 'evil' and 'original heart', based on the innate spiritual treasure to sustenance obsession, and achieve the external doppelganger, which is a shortcut and a dead end.

Even the most mysterious realm of the saint Taiqing is also after cutting off the two corpses of good and evil, he is reluctant to cut off the self, among the three Qing, Taiqing Yuqing is the closest relationship, I still remember that under the gate of the Yuxu Palace, the first sage once said, 'good and evil are easy to cut, and the self is difficult to break', which is to the effect that if you cut off the self, it will no longer be 'me', and the saint who has no thoughts and no obsession will still be the saint that everyone expects?

No one knows the joints, and the lamp does not dare to delve into it.

The third is to prove the Tao with strength, which is the simplest, just need to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and you can compare with the Great Dao. However, what Pangu couldn't do at the beginning, how could the monks raised with his essence bloodline do it?

Burning the lamp had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and Zhou Bai's breath continued to sublimate in the fluctuations.

Endless spiritual energy surged from all directions like a tide, and the wind suddenly rose, carrying the clouds and mist in the sky to form a huge wind tunnel, and the small courtyard where the two of them were currently located was the center of the wind tunnel.

The burning lamp that has beheaded the evil corpse naturally knows the gap between the quasi-saint and Da Luo, and also understands that above the quasi-saint, each corpse will improve the strength and realm of each corpse.

His experience told him that he couldn't wait any longer, and he had to kill Zhou Bai as soon as possible before he had fully digested the perception of the unity of the three corpses, but the obsession in his heart still made him stop the raised magic seal.

When it wasn't Da Luo Jin Xian, Randen would rather turn his back on the teachings than cultivate Da Luo;

The double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, the achievement of the ancient Buddha position of Buddhism, obviously he has realized his wish and got what he wants, but his eyes fell on the quasi-saint above Daluo.

Step by step, his obsession keeps him moving forward, and at the same time makes him sink more and more.

It wasn't until with the help of the two saints of Buddhism that he beheaded the evil corpse to achieve the quasi-saint realm, and a trace of expectation and greed in his heart made him set his sights on the holy position above the quasi-saint.

There are three ways to preach, and these three have been blocked, and he, who should have given up, met Zhou Bai.

A variable that is not controlled by the Heavenly Dao, an ant with Hongmeng Chaos.

Even if this ant already had the strength to threaten him, he still wanted to know if Zhou Bai's methods at the moment could truly avoid the trap of 'cutting off the three corpses, and I don't exist'.

Chaowen said, Xi can die.

Burning the lamp didn't want to die, but he wanted to hear it even more.

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and even his soul trembled inexplicably, he pursed his lips and stared at Zhou Bai in front of him, even the changes in every wisp of air around the other party wanted to remember the bottom of his heart.

And Zhou Bai didn't have any cover-up, his slightly closed eyes hid a dull gaze, obviously breaking through the realm in front of his mortal enemy, but he didn't have any defense.

The wind gradually subsided, and the lamp fell to the ground at some point, standing against Zhou Bai first, only five steps away.

It's not that he doesn't want to get closer, but the aura and mana condensed beside Zhou Bai have already formed an invisible and colorless Dao Forbidden.

These Dao prohibitions were not laid by Zhou Bai himself, but the natural products of the heaven and earth of this world.

The slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the aura and coercion in Zhou Bai's body had also converged back into his body, and now he was no different from just now, but Ran Deng understood that the golden immortal that was originally revealed was Zhou Bai's own Taoism and realm.

Today's golden immortal is the realm that Zhou Bai deliberately revealed.

Burning the lamp sighed, a look of loss flashed in his eyes, and at the moment when Zhou Bai returned to his roots, he still spied a subtle abnormality.

That power was somewhat familiar to him, and a little unfamiliar.

What is familiar is that he has seen this great power in the Zixiao Palace, and what is strange is that since Hongjun joined the Dao, he has never felt this kind of power from the Dao Ancestor.

There is no doubt that Zhou Bai has become holy, but this holy position is only the holy position of this heaven and earth, if he returns to the flood wilderness, Zhou Bai is still the original golden immortal, and there is no change in the realm mana.

Of course, with the experience of breakthroughs, he has also swept away all bottlenecks on the path of cultivation.

It's a pity that Zhou Bai will no longer let Zhou Bai leave.....

The quasi-saint of the desolate world and the saint of the mysterious world, the two stood opposite each other, although they did not speak, but their aura had already been handed over.

A cluster of flames rose quietly, the lamp stood calmly, the flames between the fingers were blue and white, and the pale golden Buddha light in the depths of the fire heart loomed.

The flame was very small, but at the moment of the shot, it instantly detonated the entire eye of the storm with the momentum of a prairie fire!

The surrounding smoke clouds evaporated immediately, and all visible and invisible Dao prohibitions were shattered. Even the void was filled with a piercing grinding sound, and from time to time a pitch-black shard fell from all sides, turning into ashes and dissipating without a trace.

Zhou Bai sighed and said: "It is worthy of the ancient Buddha who cultivated Buddhism and Taoism, and he thought that the Xuanyin Yin Fire in the coffin lamp was the Buddha's hole card, but he didn't want this hand to be pure and separated from the fire has already transcended the shackles of the coffin lamp." ”

As the space was constantly scorched, Zhou Bai naturally also felt the fluctuations of the world barriers, and as soon as his eyes were fixed, Zhou Bai waved his sleeves lightly, and there was smoke and haze across the sky, and finally turned into a huge bell, and suppressed the past towards the pure world.

Endless mana erupted from the mouth of the giant bell, and it actually suppressed the pure world that burned the void in it, and there was no way to get rid of it.

Burning the lamp trembled, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his wrinkled face.

Under the saints are all ants, this sentence that has been circulated for the longest time in the desolate world is still suitable in this world.

This giant bell may seem mysterious, but in fact it has no skill or secret, and its shape can be a bell, a drum, a bowl or a bowl.

Focusing on suppressing the endless mana of the pure world and leaving the fire, these consumed mana is enough to hollow out any quasi-saint, and now the huge amount of consumption is actually a move that Zhou Bai did casually?

Randen looked up at the starry sky and sighed, "Is this the power of the Heavenly Dao? Is this the power of the saint?" Of course, he knew that Zhou Bai didn't have such a deep mana.

Can't cover the other party's ability to drive the power of the Heavenly Dao?!

A fine light flashed in his eyes, he sat cross-legged with the lamp, the golden lotus under his feet suddenly bloomed, and the flame that had been dimmed seemed to be re-fueled, and it was ignited again with a bang, and the rising flame had a faint sense of wanting to open the giant bell.

However, Zhou Bai was under the way of heaven, communicating with the great power of heaven and earth, and penetrating the past, how great the divine power was.

As early as when he pulled the lamp into this world, he had already driven all his authority to limit the mana supply of the lamp, and now it seems that the lamp is strong, but in fact, it is the advantage of the other.

As if sensing something, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Bai's mouth, his palms spread out, and he muttered, "Chihong." ”

A trembling sound came from the void, and immediately after that, a beam of red light directly broke through the barrier of the world, illuminating the entire sky in an instant.

In the suspicious gaze of the burning lamp, the killing holy power that could destroy everything converged into a beam of light, as if the divine dragon was swimming through the void, drawing extremely mysterious dao marks, and finally slashing towards the magic body of the burning lamp.

Randen had to be distracted to deal with the sudden Chihong Sword, and at the same time sighed secretly, he lost his calculations, he didn't expect that Zhou Bai's innate spirit treasure that was still in retreat on Jinao Island would actually split into a clone and rush over.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed: "I see, Daoist friends invade the poor monk's magic weapon with the power of the world, is it just for this moment?"

Everyone knows that the only one who can fight against the innate spirit treasure is the innate spirit treasure. Therefore, Zhou Bai tried his best to snatch the two magic weapons in his hands.

Not only weakened his strength, but also able to make him unable to divide his strength to fight against Chihong at this time.

In the case of not being able to replenish his mana, he was already extracting the origin aura of the Twelve Rank Lotus Terrace, and without the protection of the defensive spirit treasure, how could he block Chihong's attack?

Wisps of red light weave a sword net in the sight of the burning lamp, these rays are just the light and shadow remaining in the vision, only the increasing white marks on the body are the true trajectory of the red rainbow sword.

It has to be said that Buddhism is an extremely contradictory place, on the one hand, it questions the necessity of the existence of the physical body, and on the other hand, it constantly strengthens this stinky skin in the practice.

Whether it is the vajra refining body, or the eight or nine Xuan Gong, or the forging technique of the Daomen, the lamp has been practiced, and the flesh and blood of the body have been condensed to the extreme with the refinement of the Tao.

After a long time of attacking, the sword net became tighter and tighter, and the white marks on Burning Lamp's body became more and more, and as his complexion changed suddenly, a drop of pale golden blood was brought out by the red rainbow that passed by in an instant.

Blood droplets fell in the air, like a deadly switch.

Under the Chihong Sword, more and more blood splashed out, and a panicked look flashed in Randeng's eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to open the defensive array of the Twelve Rank Lotus Terrace, but just when he hesitated, the giant bell above his head fell violently.

The pure world that was still fighting against the giant bell lit up in vain, and then made a sizzling sound, turned into clouds of smoke, and was finally completely suppressed by the giant bell.

Without the resistance of the pure world from the fire, the lantern burned and personally felt the endless mana in this heaven and earth.

At the same time, he also discovered that this great power was not completely owned by heaven and earth, and the mana used to guide the power of the heavenly path accounted for thirty percent of the total!

The huge bell mouth smashed towards the heavenly spirit cover that burned the lamp, feeling the extreme danger, the twelve pins of the lotus platform instantly lit up with the mysterious golden light, but the origin extracted by the lamp was too much, and the twelve layers of translucent light film only opened the seventh pin, and the sound of the sound and light cover shattering came.

In the frightened gaze of the burning lamp, the giant bell fell with a bang, and it actually smashed him out of the lotus platform!

The wind whistled by, the sea was turbulent, the blood veins in his body were churning, and the sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow came from his forehead, making him snort.

Pale golden blood covered his cheeks, and the blow didn't shatter his skull, but it smashed his golden body into a huge crack.

Before he could stand still, he saw a red light in the darkness.

"Not good!" Before he could finish speaking, the red mang had pierced his skull and tore apart his sea of knowledge.

With a bang, the sky collapsed, just like the provincial museum outside the West Lake, and the violent explosion shocked the entire Nanjing!

What's even more terrifying than the last time is that this explosion is enough to wipe out the whole of Nanjing!

Frowning slightly, Zhou Bai leaned out of his hand in the shape of a claw, and an invisible light shield impounded the wave of heaven and earth qi and imprisoned it, and the huge vitality fluctuations continued to collide in the light mask, but it was continuously absorbed by this side of the world, turning into a part of the aura between heaven and earth.

Shaking his head and sighing, Zhou Bai looked at the pedestrians on the street who were talking about it, and his footsteps were raised, and he had come to Hangzhou City.

Outside the West Lake, the originally bustling streets are now sparsely populated, and although most of the dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, the ashes in the air have not been relieved.

A team of military police patrolled every short distance, presumably to stop the panicked residents.

Zhou Bai smiled indifferently and stretched out his hand to the pit in front of him, only to see a shock from heaven and earth, as if going back in time, ashes and rubble rolled upside down, and the surrounding soil and stones grew rapidly, filling the entire pit in an instant.

The vision of this place naturally attracted everyone's attention, and the monks who stayed there were horrified when they saw the scene in front of them, and turned around to look for Iron Fist to report the situation here.

I completely forgot about the phone and cell phone on the table.....

"Zhou Bai?" Several figures galloped over, the leader was the representative of the official family, Iron Fist, his eyes swept over the person in front of him, a fine light flashed in the eyes of Iron Fist, and now Zhou Bai was wearing a plain robe, his long hair was like a waterfall, and he looked like a true cultivator.

Although there was no change in their appearance, their aura gave them an indescribable coercion, which they had never experienced even in the face of the 'old birthday stars' in the group.

Zhou Bai turned to look at the monk who came over, smiled with his chin, and said, "Everything will return to normal here, only Bai Susu and Xu Shiwen are the only two, and I hope the official will not disturb them." ”

Iron Fist immediately understood what Zhou Bai meant, nodded and said, "I can only guarantee that our dragon group can do it, as for the above meaning, I am really powerless." ”

Zhou Bai smiled: "Then you tell those bureaucrats that it is better not to offend me before they think of a means to deal with me." ”

Iron Fist also smiled, scratched his head and said, "They are all smart people, they will understand." ”

The rules are set by the superior and followed by the lower. However, when someone can transcend the rules, then the new rules are set by the strong and followed by the weak.

For monks, ordinary people ... It's the weak.

While speaking, the museum in front of him has returned to its original appearance, whether it is its Chinese objects or grass and trees, there is no change from before.

Only in the exhibition hall, the booth of the Twelve Pinlian Platform is missing, as well as Zixuan and Zhou Bai who hugged each other in front of the booth.