It was actually a method sent by Zhao Duanluo?

But where did Zhao Duanluo get it?

Chen Xuan's heart was rolling.

I don't know if the Zhao Duanlu inside the palace is true or not, and there won't be a problem with the cheats he sent, right?

"Abbot, if you change to other methods at this time, is it too late?"

Chen Xuan asked.

He got a lot of secret books from the ancient period from the Golden Buddha Ancient Cave, many of which were long-lost classics in Shaolin, if they were cultivated by the abbot of Fakong, it would definitely be better than the one given by Zhao Duanluo.

Abbot Fakong shook his head lightly and said: "It's too late now, this step out, there is no turning back, if the old man is really unlucky, the great cause of reviving the human race will be handed over to Chen Shaoxia." ”

Chen Xuan's face was solemn.

"If the abbot thinks too much, the abbot will inevitably be blessed. ”

"Thank you Chen Shaoxia. ”

Abbot Fakong squeezed out a smile.

The Qingfeng Dao Leader on one side sighed softly and said, "Chen Shaoxia, I called you here this time, in fact, there is another matter, I don't know if I should talk about it or not?"

"Senior, please speak. ”

Chen Xuan spoke.

"Today's Brother Zhao is becoming more and more incomprehensible, not long ago, I secretly deduced him with [Xuantian Algorithm], and found that there was a layer of mysterious mist on his body, and his luck was like cooking oil on fire, unimaginable, but although his luck far surpassed others, there was a trace of bloody aura hidden in it, and he did not have Zhao's unique golden dragon luck, in my opinion, most of his body had problems, or rather, he was not Zhao Duanluo himself. ”

Qingfeng Dao said.

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed.

Can this also be seen?

"Is the senior's calculation true?"

"Everything is a deduction, the credibility is seventy or eighty, I hope it is the old way that is too worried, the reason why I told Chen Shaoxia, I hope Chen Shaoxia will be more vigilant, and you must not fall for the conspiracy. ”

Qingfeng Dao said.

He also used the [Xuantian Algorithm] to deduce after the abbot's body had a problem, and the [Xuantian Algorithm] is an extremely top-level algorithm in the Wudang lineage, practiced to the extreme, deducing the heavens and the earth, and claiming to be omnipotent.

However, its drawbacks are also extremely huge, every time it is deduced, it will lose one point of its own qi, so the Qingfeng Dao Commander does not dare to deduce more.

"Okay, thank you seniors. ”

Chen Xuan spoke.

His heart was dark.

Zhao Xuanlu in the palace is really fake, but if it's not true, then who is he?

Was he trapped under a cliff three hundred years ago?

It can't be the madman from 300 years ago, right?

Wait, he remembered that Zhao Duanluo had said before that the person who trapped him was the [Tribulation], maybe he could find out by asking the [Tribulation] organization.

"When the Bodhisattva of Freedom is contemplating himself, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all calamities..."

Abbot Fakong clasped his hands together and began to chant.

Chen Xuan bowed again and again, said goodbye and left.

The current abbot of Fakong is obviously not in good shape, and he can't be too disturbed.

Suddenly, Chen Xuan thought in his heart.

Do you want to return some of Shaolin's lost classics to Shaolin?

He has obtained the inheritance of the demon monk, except for a few exercises that are useful to him, most of the other exercises are not interested in him, rather than this, it is better to return some of the exercises that are not interested to Shaolin.

In this way, he is not considered to have broken the inheritance of his predecessors.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan was ready to wait for this matter to pass before looking for Abbot Fakong.

Time is fast.

Two days passed.

All parts of the world are still in a sensation, and a large number of demon kings gather every day, and at the beginning, there are still some demon kings who want to make some movement.

However, after they entered the temple, they soon saw Chen Xuan's figure, and they suddenly became honest.

Every demon king had a smile on his face, and he bowed his hands again and again, and he couldn't see anything abnormal.

No matter what their inner thoughts were, at least when facing Chen Xuan, none of the demon kings dared to expose it.

There is no way, the shadow of the famous tree of people, Chen Xuan's ferocity has penetrated into the demon's heart.

Except for the Dharma Body Realm Ancestor or the Divine Son, no one dared to be an enemy for him.

"You're all here to protect the Dharma?"

Chen Xuan smiled coldly, looked at these demon kings, and said, "If I find any demon king who dares to make even the slightest movement, I will destroy his clan!"

He glared at the group of demon kings viciously.

The faces of this group of demon kings suddenly changed, and they cursed secretly in their hearts.

"What are you arrogant, the Peacock Clan has now started to deal with you, and when the sacrifice to the sky is completed, the demon ancestor-level powerhouse can destroy you with one hand. ”

The demon king of the Mangniu clan said secretly.

Chen Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to these demon kings.

Two days have passed, and tomorrow at noon will be the time for the abbot of Fakong to officially condense the Dharma Body.

Condensing the Dharma Body is extraordinary, it is necessary to be quiet for a few days, and it is possible to have a trace of success by adjusting the spirit and spirit to perfection, and the state of the abbot of the Law Void is obviously not very good, just adjusting it for three days, I am afraid it is far from enough.

In the afternoon of the same day.

The ground broke, and the rat swallowing sky of the Black Rat Clan came out of the ground, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one, so he hurriedly ran towards Chen Xuan, and said, "Lord, big news, big news!"

"Well, what's the news?"

Chen Xuan frowned.

"I just got the news that the demon king of the peacock clan is worshipping the sky in retrograde, using an ancient ritual to make their demon ancestors in their clan make a move out of the air, and now this ritual is halfway through. ”

The light in the eyes of the rat swallowing the sky flickered.

"And that matter?"

Chen Xuan's eyes flashed.

"It's true, it's my little cousin who saw it with his own eyes. ”

Rat Swallow said, "Cousin, come out." ”

Burst!

The inside was broken, and a dark-skinned young man came out, sneering, arching his hand again and again, and said: "Chen Shaoxia, I have admired the name for a long time, I have admired the name for a long time, and I have seen Chen Shaoxia in the day of the rat swallowing the sun." ”

This is a demon king-level powerhouse.

Chen Xuan looked Rat Swallowing Sun up and down, a little surprised.

This rat swallowed the sky, he became a demon traitor, and dragged his cousin into the water?

What a talent!

"Did you find out the news?"

"Yes, the little one vouches for his head, it's absolutely true. ”

Rat Swallow Ri hurriedly spoke.

"How many days will it take for the ceremony to be fully completed?"

"It's hard to say, it's about five days. ”

Rat Swallow Day opened.

"Five days?"

Chen Xuan nodded secretly, just in time.

As soon as this side was over, he immediately went to the entrance of the Peacock Clan's enchantment, and when the time came, he directly broke their ritual and made them fall short.

But!

Chen Xuan suddenly touched his chin and thought in his heart.

"Can you take the risk of taking a hard touch with a strong body level and try it?"

Now that he is at full strength, how strong he is, he himself doesn't know, if he cooperates with the artifact, can he block the blow of a law body-level powerhouse?

"All right, go down and keep searching. ”

Chen Xuan spoke.

"Yes, my lord. ”

Rat Swallow Sky smiled, and Rat Swallow Sun burrowed into the ground again.

Time flickered, and another day passed.

Noon on the second day.

A layer of gray mist shrouded the sky, the sun was restrained, the weather was a little gloomy, it seemed that a storm was coming, and an invisible suppression enveloped the entire Shaomuro Mountain.

Looking at the demon kings with blazing eyes, every Shaolin monk frowned and sighed secretly.

With so many demon kings gathered, they would definitely not let their own abbot break through so easily, how should this be?

The eyes of the demon kings flashed, and there were all kinds of thoughts in their hearts.

And Chen Xuan and Qingfeng Dao Chang are one left and one right, standing on the roofs of Shaolin's Luohan Hall and Damo Academy, monitoring the demons.

"It's noon, why hasn't the old thief come out yet?"

There is a demon king transmission.

"Most of the old thieves are not sure, they are afraid in their hearts, how can the Dharma Body Realm be so easy to condense, there are only one or two Dharma Bodies in our demon clan, and the inheritance of the human race has been broken for countless years, if you want to condense successfully, I'm afraid it's not a dream?"

The demon king next to him responded.

Time passed little by little.

The sky was even darker, and the wind was howling, rolling up the leaves all over the ground.

Finally, the old abbot's body came out of the depths of the courtyard.

After the demon kings from all walks of life saw his body, they were all secretly surprised, incredible.

Is this still a human body?

Half of the body has turned transparent, and you can clearly see the internal organs inside, and the other half is golden and hazy, as if it is made of gold, and it looks more and more demonic, looking from a distance, as if only half of the body is walking.

"What kind of exercises did this old thief cultivate, how did he become like this?"

The demons looked at each other.

Even the five Heavenly Rank masters of the Ancient Seven Evils stared at each other with a blank look in their eyes.

"Amitabha. ”

The abbot of Fakong recited the Buddha's voice, his feet bloomed lotus, and he walked forward one step at a time.

Chen Xuan's eyes froze and looked at the old abbot.

The dragon turtle also frowned.

"It seems that something is really wrong with him, and there is a feeling that he can't put it into words. ”

"Yes, it doesn't seem to be a Buddha, it's more like a demon. ”

Zhao Ritian said suspiciously.

The old abbot walked out step by step, and the golden lotus flowers behind him bloomed one after another, and one by one the ancient [swastika] characters, densely packed, flew up from behind him, the golden light was hazy and mysterious.

At this moment, he seemed to have abandoned his body and ascended.

Finally, he walked between the stupas, sat cross-legged, folded his hands, and began to recite the sutras.

"He wants to use the relics of the sages of the past generations to help him condense. ”

There is a demon king's secret way.

Chen Xuan's eyes stared coldly at the demons in all directions, his eyes were like a soul-snatching magic hook, which made people cold, some demon kings who just wanted to make a secret move were looked at by Chen Xuan, and their bodies suddenly became numb, and they couldn't bear it, lowered their heads, and began to count the ants.

"Nima Dan Chen Xuan, when my Black Snake Clan Demon Ancestor is born, I will definitely kill you. ”

The demon king of the Black Snake Clan scolded in his heart.

Bang!

Suddenly, an incomparably terrifying roar sounded, and the golden light in the hands of the Fakong Abbot who had just sat down was shining, and he slapped hard towards the ground in front of him, and suddenly a layer of incomparably brilliant golden Buddha light emerged, mighty and swept away in all directions.

In an instant, hundreds of relics stupas seemed to be resurrected at the same time, blooming with pieces of brilliant divine light, and thick pillars of light rushed out from inside, converging towards the body of the abbot of Fakong.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering, and the relics are not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from the color..."

One after another Buddhist scriptures came out of his mouth, mighty and mighty, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

The entire space shook, and the endless heaven and earth vitality frantically converged towards him.

High in the sky, a series of brilliant lightning suddenly appeared, crackling, around the old abbot constantly chopping, in all directions I don't know how many houses were destroyed by thunder and lightning.

The demon kings of all walks of life, the Terran Grandmasters, and the Great Grandmasters were all shocked.

It's a horrible scene.

It's like an ancient immortal god shattering the void.

And what was even more surprising was that none of the thick thunderbolts fell on the abbot of Fakong, and all of them took the initiative to avoid him, as if there was an invisible force on his body that repelled these thunderbolts.

The light of the Buddha between heaven and earth is even more dazzling, incomparably bright, like a round of great sun radiating brilliance.

"This old thief won't really succeed, will he?"

Many demon kings were surprised.

The five people of the Ancient Seven Evils also shrank their pupils and looked in all directions, as if they were looking for someone.

Click!

Suddenly, one after another stupas exploded, and one after another brilliant relics flew out of it, all of them revolving around the abbot of Fakong, and then suddenly all the relics exploded.

Rumble!

A more brilliant Buddha light began to appear, and in this layer of bright Buddha light, a vague golden phantom appeared, and it could be vaguely seen that this was a golden Buddha shadow five or six meters tall and eight arms.

And at the moment when this golden Buddha shadow appeared, the other half of the body of the abbot of Fakong was also rapidly turning transparent, and layers of Buddha light overflowed from the surface of the body, converging towards the phantom behind him.

Bursts of ancient Buddha trumpets permeated the air, mighty, resounding between heaven and earth, full of peace and tranquility.

"He's going to succeed!"

A demon king exclaimed.

"Do it!"

I don't know who shouted.

In an instant, dozens of demon kings and five [Awakening Realm] powerhouses of the Ancient Seven Evils pounced in unison, fast to the extreme, and boomed when they came up.

"Presumptuous!"

Chen Xuan roared violently, unceremoniously, and a mouthful of [Sunset Knife] appeared in his hand in an instant, and the endless true qi gathered in the past, the glow was bright, and there was a piercing long roar inside, as if a demon bird was about to rush out of it.

He directly slashed at the many demon kings.

The incomparably brilliant sword gang appeared, and it seemed to be the only one between heaven and earth, and a phantom shadow of a great sun golden crow could be clearly seen emerging, roaring up to the sky, and sweeping with wings.

Bang!

The earth-shattering roar came out, and the entire heaven and earth were directly shaken, the space was like a tide and twisted rapidly, the power of a knife was unimaginable, and the sword qi that spread out alone made people feel like the body was about to explode.

Puff puff!

Yes!

Six demon kings were directly slashed under a knife, flesh and bone splashed, and more than a dozen demon kings were directly broken by a knife, their bodies turned into two, howling bitterly, blood gushing, and all kinds of internal organs flying all over the sky.

And the rest of them also encountered the impact of the sword, as if they were swept away by a terrifying golden wave, and they all spurted blood wildly and flew out.

However, there were too many demon kings in this group, even if Chen Xuan slashed out with all his strength, many of those demon kings' terrifying killing techniques still rushed to the abbot of Fakong.

Qingfeng Dao's long body flashed, and appeared in front of the abbot of Fakong, running [Tai Chi Immeasurable], a huge cyan Tai Chi diagram emerged, yin and yang rotated, and the space roared, and it was resolved with all its might.

However, he didn't have the ability to defy the sky like Chen Xuan, and although he tried his best to defuse it, he was still shattered by his defensive true qi, vomited blood in his mouth, and flew out upside down.

Thundered!

A terrifying explosion occurred directly around the abbot of Fakong.

The terrifying killing techniques were all blocked by the Buddha light on his body.

The whole heaven and earth shook, and the earth quickly cracked.

The huge phantom that was taking shape behind the abbot of Fakong suddenly paused, and due to this change, it no longer continued to form, but the light flowed backwards and began to converge towards the abbot of Fakong himself.

"Kill!"

The five Ancient Seven Evil Lords roared loudly, and still took advantage of the chaos to blast out terrifying beams of light and blast towards the abbot of Fakong.

Chen Xuan's eyes burst out with murderous intent, soared into the air, and directly slashed at the five primeval seven evil lords.

"Death to me!"

Bang!

With a single sword, the brilliant golden light engulfed everything.

With a bang, the five Ancient Seven Evil Lords all exploded, turning into human skins and quickly dissipating.

"It's a painted skin, not a real body!"

The dragon turtle spoke.

Chen Xuan's eyes were full of murderous intent as he looked at the demon king who was wailing all over the ground, roared angrily, and swung his [Sunset Knife] directly towards them.

He's going to make all the demon kings pay!

"Chen Shaoxia, stop it, don't continue to disturb!"

Qingfeng Dao Chang vomited blood in his mouth and shouted.

Chen Xuan was shocked in his heart, and immediately took the [Falling Sun Knife] and looked towards the abbot of Fakong.

I saw that the body of the abbot of Fakong had disappeared, but at this moment, because of the reversal of the huge phantom behind him, the body actually began to slowly take shape again.

The huge phantom behind him was constantly blurring, and one after another golden Buddha light overflowed, heading towards the flesh group of the abbot of Fakong, and the moment this Dao Buddha light group passed, it was no longer golden, but turned into an inky black color.

Such a scene is even more bewitching!

The huge eight-armed Arhat phantom was constantly dispersing, and the reorganized Fakong abbot was no longer a Buddha body, but a dark demon body.

"He's going to be a demon!"

Zhao Ritian exclaimed.

"How so?"

Chen Xuan was surprised.

All the demon kings were wailing, extremely shocked to see all this, many demon kings were rolling on the ground in pain, but even so, they were looking at the abbot of Fakong with difficulty.

Between heaven and earth, all of a sudden all the Buddha's light disappeared.

Gusts of yin wind whistled, whining and piercing, and a strange black mist began to appear from nowhere, overwhelming the sky and converging.

In the thick black fog, shadowy figures began to emerge, eerie and terrifying, as if someone was crying bitterly, whining harshly.

Such a scene is extremely weird.

This place is still a sacred Buddha land, and it has clearly become a ghost domain.

All the monks watched in horror.

"Abbot!"

They shouted in horror.

"Buddha... Demon... The sea of Buddha is boundless..."

Bursts of obscure and ancient voices slowly came from behind the abbot of Fakong.

The golden eight-armed Arhat phantom dissipated faster, turning into a trace of golden light, converging towards the body of the abbot of Fakong.

Abbot's face suddenly felt a little painful, and suddenly a little relieved, his facial expression changed rapidly, and the speed of his physical reorganization suddenly accelerated.

High in the sky, thick thunder and lightning suddenly roared, surrounding the abbot of the Fakong and constantly splitting, one after another brilliant light, earth-shattering.

But as before, all the rays still haven't been able to get close to the abbot of Fakong.

After a small half-pillar of incense, the eight-armed Arhat phantom behind the abbot of Fakong finally disappeared completely, and in the same place, the body of Abbot Fakong completely turned black.

His face was even more painful, and his mouth let out a muffled snort, as if he was suffering greatly, and black veins appeared one after another on the surface of his body.

After continuing for a while, finally, Abbot Fakong's face completely returned to calm, his hands were folded, and the pitch-black boy on his body quickly faded.

"Amitabha. ”

He chanted in his mouth and stood up.

Between heaven and earth, all the demonic fog and yin wind dissipated.

Only the abbot of Fakong was left.

His complexion still implied compassion, but his eyes suddenly did not look like his own, revealing coldness and gloom.

At this moment, the abbot of Fakong seems to be extremely weird.

Even Chen Xuan was a little shocked and didn't dare to move.

Is this a success?

Or did it fail?

"Abbot, you... You've succeeded?"

The first Fa Yuan master of the Luohan Hall asked in surprise.

"I have Buddha compassion and have indeed succeeded. ”

Abbot Fakong spoke.

"Great, great, the abbot has finally succeeded. ”

Master Fa Yuan shouted excitedly.

The demon kings of all walks of life were extremely frightened, and vomited blood in their mouths.

It worked?

How is this possible?

They are already so sabotage?

Why did he succeed?

"Boy, something is wrong, be careful. ”

The dragon turtle said vigilantly.

"Yes, I don't think it's right either, but I can't say anything wrong. ”

Zhao Ritian nodded.

Not far away, Qingfeng Daochang's face changed, and suddenly his fingers were pinched, his face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was pale, and he was extremely frightened.

"He's not the abbot of Fakong!"

Qingfeng Dao Leader was shocked.

What the?

A kind of Shaolin monk's face changed greatly, and then he showed a blank look.

How could it not be?

This is obviously their old abbot?

"Emptiness is not different color, color is not different from emptiness, I am the law of emptiness. ”

Abbot Fakong said.

"No, you are not Fakong, your destiny is not right, and Fakong's destiny has been extinguished. ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang shouted, "Who the hell are you?"

All the monks were incredulous, and they all looked at Qingfeng Dao Chief, their eyes widened.

Even Chen Xuan's hair suddenly stood on end.

The eight-armed arhat in mid-air just now was dissipating, and Fakong's body was reorganizing, could it be that at that time, the abbot of Fakong was already dead?

There is an incredible being resurrected in the body of the abbot of Fakong?

"It's over, he's not a demon, he's been taken away. ”

The dragon turtle suddenly retracted its mind and limbs into its shell.

Even Zhao Ritian shuddered, and hurriedly drilled into the turtle shell of the dragon turtle, was kicked out by the dragon turtle, and hurriedly drilled towards Chen Xuan's back.

"Amitabha. ”

Abbot Fakong's face was compassionate, but his eyes became more and more cold, he looked at Qingfeng Daoist and said: "Lao Qu is Fakong, you have repeatedly said that I am not, it seems that Daoist friends have been enchanted, and Lao Qu can only save Daoist friends." ”

Call!

Suddenly, his body disappeared, and a terrifying yin wind swept by, extremely fast.

Qingfeng Dao Chang's face changed, and he ran [Tai Chi Immeasurable] with all his might, and the huge cyan yin and yang diagram was urged to the extreme, rumbling and spinning.

Burst!

One of the yin and yang diagrams was shattered by Fakong, and the terrifying palm with a pitch-black magic light grabbed directly towards the top door of Qingfeng Dao Chang.

But at this moment.

Bang!

A brilliant sword light suddenly emerged, earth-shattering, accompanied by the long hiss of the primeval fierce bird, and slammed down towards the body of the abbot of Fakong.

Chen Xuan made a move!

...

The second chapter arrives, and it's 12,000~~