Xuan Jingzi couldn't help but have a cold war, shocked. This coldness actually affected a cultivator Huanxu. This discovery shocked Xuan Jingzi. Although his body was not as perverted as Mo Xian, he was considered a cultivator Huanxu. No matter how weak his body was, it was much stronger than ordinary cultivators. However, when he felt the cold, he could imagine how low the temperature outside was.

The external laws cannot be adjusted, and only the internal laws can be called, but this is the origin of the monk. Usually, since he entered the transformation of the gods, the battle between the monks was qualitatively different from before. Under normal circumstances, the internal laws were just leads to trigger the external laws and formed magic. The power was small and powerful, but once the laws of the heaven and earth could not be called, the combat power of the monks would plummet. Mo Xian saw this and couldn't help but think of the use of the Netherworld Sect Master that day, and he controlled the laws almost instantly. A few god-transforming monks, such as Wei Tian, ​​caught off guard at that time, and could not even Yukong.

This pointed out a way for Mo Xian. Who said that the battle between monks is shocking? A clever monk can master the other party's life and death without moving. Without brilliant magical effects, no shocking momentum, and in the thought of enemies and life and death, this is the realm of Tao. Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. If they succeed naturally, the people all say that I am naturally!

Xuan Jingzi didn't think much at this time. He felt that the pressure of his Dharma domain became greater and more than three zhang, and he could no longer expand. Outside, he could open it as much as dozens of zhang, and he was a pediatric department.

He knew that it was broken, and he must have been taken by the other party with a treasure. This should be the space in the treasure. He had not thought that he would naturally fall into the Xuanyin space inside the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner. The space generated inside the magic weapon could also be achieved to a certain extent, but to generate such a pure Xuanyin space, he might be afraid that he would fall into Mo Xian's Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner.

It is not a secret that Mo Xian has the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner to meet the Immortal Sect. Mo Xian is really cunning. In addition to using the Thunder Cauldron, he actually used the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner to attack. Now the problem is to go out quickly. Xuan Jingzi suddenly became anxious. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and began to look at the surrounding situation.

How could Mo Xian allow him to look at it? A few roars of giant beasts were heard. He found that monsters such as Zhu Huai, Ghost Car, Hercules and Demon King appeared around him. He regarded Fengxue as nothing and rushed towards him.

He immediately contracted his defense circle, and the strange lights drooped, protecting him tightly within a range of about a foot.

The strange light almost became a substance. A wind and thunder sword flashed in Xuan Jingzi's hand. The sword was filled with a ball of thunder fire. The sword fingered and divided it into several balls and shot it out to the surrounding area. In the middle of the electric rain and stone fire, it temporarily forced the beasts away, but also felt a sense of weakness. In this space, when will the difficulty of using spells be increased ten times?

If no one presided over the board, he would really rush out, but reality gave Xuan Jingzi a blow, and a cloud of fog appeared in the space, covering the surroundings tightly, even the divine thoughts could not be penetrated. He rushed left and right and felt that the resistance was getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, it was completely different.

The fog disappeared without realizing it. He looked out and was stunned. He was wrapped in countless pieces of black ice, and he seemed to be an insect frozen in amber.

Xuan Jingzi made a cruel decision and wanted to make money from Xuan Bing. He only heard Xuan Bing squeaking. Not only did he not break away, but when his magic power was released, Xuan Bing immediately followed up. He was shocked and hurriedly resisted, but the magical domain outside was only less than one meter left.

At this moment, a talisman came through the air, and regarded Xuanbing as nothing, and went straight into the Dharma Realm. He knew that it was not good, it was too late. He was stunned for a moment, all six consciousnesses disappeared, and the person fell into darkness and completely fainted.

Mo Xian shook the Xuanyin beast-gathering banner, and the person was thrown out. A talisman was pasted on Niwan Palace above his head, which suppressed Niwan Palace. He was drowsy and fell into the altar of Abi. The iron chain stretched out and hung him up again.

Speaking of which, it was a long time, in fact, it was only a few breaths. This time, a cultivator Huanxu was hung on the altar. This time, the elder was completely silent. Xuan Jingzi was a cultivator Huanxu. He was also accused of Mo Xian during several breaths. Mo Xian showed his fangs for the first time, and the entire Immortal Sect was silent.

When Liu Xiazi saw him, he smiled bitterly. He did not have any opinions, but Mo Xian did such a thing, which was hitting the immortal sect in the face. His eyes turned. It seemed that Mo Xian should not expect those elders to come forward in person. It would be a loss of his identity. If Mo Xian didn't buy his account, his cultivation was just a god transformation, and he was not a match for Xuan Jingzi. How could he be Mo Xian's opponent? Mo Xian's master Qianxuzi was in seclusion. But there was one person who could definitely subdue Mo Xian, and he was Mo Zhenzi.

Liuxiazi arrived at Mo Zhenzi's cave again. When Mo Zhenzi saw him coming, she sighed secretly: "Are you here to see Mo Xian?"

"Old ancestor, although Yuan Dunzi and Xuan Jingzi are wrong, Mo Xian's actions are not a bit too much!" Liu Xiazi said after saying goodbye.

"The Southern Hua Sutra says: 'It is not that there is no self, it is not me that has nothing to gain!' You have obtained the manifestation of power, but you have not obtained the cerebral of power. The powerful skill is the human heart. If you cannot penetrate the human heart, how can you use it?" Mo Zhenzi did not answer his question, but said this, borrowing the Chinese dialect of Qiwu Theory in the Southern Hua Sutra, telling Liuxiazi to look at the problem from the opposite sides.

"The ancestor said that I didn't think about it from both of them?"

"The child can teach, and the standards of right and wrong, gain and loss are completely different from each person's perspective. 'For right and wrong, because of wrong, because of right and wrong, because of right and wrong. The saint cannot help but shine on it to heaven. It is also because of right and right." You also have your reason, but if you lose your power, you are too heavy in your heart, and if you have traces, you will lose your sense of measure. In this case, you are not as good as a child who only follows the law. If you continue like this, how can you transcend it? Power is also the great way. Therefore, those who value power will forget power in their hearts and everything they do is in line with power. Everything in the world is not the great way. You should think carefully!" Mo Zhenzi said.

Liu Xiazi was sweating profusely: "What the ancestor taught me is that the disciples understand, but how to solve the current situation? If it is not solved well, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"So what if you show people a joke?'Song Rongzi still laughed at him. And he praised him without persuasion, and did not discourage him by the world without depressing him. He determined the difference between inside and outside, and argued with the state of honor and disgrace. This is already gone.' If you can't see through this point, what else can you practice!" Mo Zhenzi said without hesitation.

After Mo Zhenzi's words, Liu Xiazi was stunned!
Chapter completed!