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Chapter 363 How thick or thin, as I wish!

Those who were stunned were also Chu Zhengdao and the cultivators of Creation.

In the past, Chu Zhengdao failed to capture people with his volley, and others thought it was just a small trick. Now he used thunder, but still failed to achieve success, and the feeling was different.

On the other hand, Hu Qiu and Guan Yu were not much different.

"Sure enough, there is a way!"

After Chu Zhengdao was surprised, he laughed. He looked at Chen Cuo, nodded and said: "No wonder these two people remember your name. They do have some skills, which is good. Otherwise, they are just trash and boring. Since we meet today

Now, why not let me give you some pointers so that you can taste the inheritance of ancient true cultivation!"

There was a hint of joy in his words, and then he waved his hand, and the two maids waiting beside him took the thunder flag and stepped back more than ten feet.

"I just came to see your way." Chen Cuo's tone was calm, but his eyes revealed the meaning of inquiry, "After Zulong's second Jedi Heavenly Power, the innate spiritual energy was exhausted, and the way of refining Qi was almost cut off, so he had to rely on heaven.

Only the treasures of material and earth can continue. What is your method of refining qi? Is it by absorbing the treasures of the five elements?"

Chu Zhengdao raised his head and laughed.

"What a great ambition! Anyway, let me open your eyes!"

As he said this, he made a seal with his hand, and his whole body was immediately dotted with lightning, but it was not as fierce as before, but a little more agile. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and five solemn figures could be vaguely seen, hazy, gathered by thunder.

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However, as Chu Zhengdao retreated slightly, the five figures gradually calmed down.

It's just this silence that actually makes the world between heaven and earth more solemn, and the heavy pressure around the mountain peaks becomes more intense, making it difficult for people to breathe!

Chu Zhengdao looked proud and said: "These are my five blood relatives, who transformed into five thunders and sacrificed their blood to become gods! They are the roots of the five elements!"

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"This is?"

At the top of the Yunwu Mountain, Old Man Tushan saw the chessboard covered with stormy clouds, five divine lights manifesting, five colors flowing, and the blood light contained inside, and he suddenly understood something.

"The method of nourishing the gods with blood sacrifices? As soon as they came to Middle-earth, they released the accompanying shikigami to shepherd them?" Old Tushan glanced at the man opposite, "Does this have the dignity to claim to be orthodox?"

After "Nie Zhengrong" showed his hand, the old man Tushan's tone became more and more rude, and his words even contained a hint of ridicule.

"There are many ancient Dharma schools and thousands of families. As long as they can be passed down to later generations, there is always something to be said for it. What's more, when the ancestors were ordered to go eastward by the ancestral dragon, the Japanese country was desolate and had poor mountains and rivers. Without extraordinary means, how could it be possible to establish mountains and establish mountains?

The sect, has been passed down to this day? Furthermore, the method of blood sacrifice to condense spirits was born out of enlightening living beings, which is also the righteous way of the Yuan Dynasty!" The old man Fu Ying smiled, but there was a sparkle in his eyes, "Didn't you, the way of creation, also look for those who wear robes?

Mao Daijiao, a person born from moisture and transformed into an egg, are you going to recreate the universe?"

He pinched his beard and said with a smile: "Whether it's useful depends on whether you can become enlightened!"

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"Five gods? Belong to the five elements?"

Chen Cuo felt five rays of lightning of different colors flying through the clouds, and the curiosity in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Not bad..." Chu Zhengdao was talking when he saw Chen Cuo raise his hand!

Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and the five figures in the sky, together with the clouds and mist, all fell towards Chen Cuo's long sleeves.

Chu Zhengdao was not surprised but smiled: "I don't know how high the sky is! You only took advantage of it, and you are so arrogant?"

As he said that, he moved his hands separately, making seals with one hand and turning his hand into a palm, and pressed towards Chen Cuo!

Suddenly, five thunders shook, the clouds and mist in the sky began to boil, and the five hazy figures were about to fall down and merge into them!

In an instant, the earth trembled and a terrifying coercion descended. The monks around him had the urge to worship and couldn't help but become frightened!

"Such power! Could it be that this person is at the pinnacle of immortality!?"

Su Ding and others were also frightened and had the idea of ​​​​escape.

The palm that pressed against Chen Cuo echoed faintly with five blurry figures. The five-color thunder converged, and strange figures emerged from them. They looked weird and had twisted postures, like five kinds of strange beasts!

But Chen Cuo did not dodge, and a poisonous bead formed on his fingertips, bursting out with colorful colors, and faced the impact!

In an instant, the five-color thunder was mixed with various colors, and then suddenly exploded!

Chu Zhengdao originally had a smile on his face, but when he stared, as if he had discovered something incredible, his face turned pale and he actively backed away, full of surprise!

Beside him, streaks of thunder exploded and turned into phantoms kneeling in prayer.

However, on the heads of these phantoms, there are five colors.

Chen Cuo squinted his eyes slightly to see through the reality, and various scenes flashed before his eyes.

So, Chen Cuo said with a smile: "You are offering blood sacrifices to your close relatives, turning them into gods, and instilling the five elements in the people so that they can worship them every day. No, it's not indoctrination. You should be selling fear and anxiety to make them

They are rolled up inside, competing to worship, and even artificially cultivate the five elements clan, such as the fire clan, the water clan, etc., thus laying the foundation for the five elements of Qi, endlessly refining it every day, and becoming the root of Qi refining!"

He became a god in the Divine Treasure, and fought against the Twelve Yuanchen to gather various foundations of immortality. Under the bonus of the gray mist, he felt the wilderness. Now his understanding of Shinto is even more profound, and he can see it with just one glance.

Come out of fiction!

"You are not Daoji! Are you deliberately hiding your disguise and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?" Chu Zhengdao lost all his smile and showed anger. He felt that he had been fooled. "Since you are immortal, why do you hide your head and show your tail?"

As he spoke, light gushed out from his eyes, thunder exploded around him, and five colors surged in, trying to drown Chen Cuo.

Along with the thunder, there were also layers of whispers.

The creation monks around him were just affected by the aftermath of the thunder, and they all felt dizzy. There were actually many memories in their minds, as if they had experienced a series of grievances and hatreds!

“It looks impressive, but it’s empty on the inside!”

Chen Cuo shook his head, turned the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl in his hand, and his thoughts jumped out and fell into the bead, and his endless reverie suddenly spread.

"Ju Hou Song Jue, oneself is the heaven, and the mind cages the surroundings, making up for the deficiency with excess."

Chen Cuo stood still, while his reverie surged, he constructed a majestic scene, with mountains and rivers flowing around him, erupting with surging suction!

Chu Zhengdao was shocked. The figures around him were attracted and fell towards the mountains and rivers around Chen Cuo.

"Snatching and plundering?" Chu Zhengdao's thoughts moved, but he couldn't stop it, and then sneered. The five gods controlled the thunder light, and the shadows of the gods expanded and contracted. Like breathing, the rhythm spread, causing Chen Cuo's energy and blood to match it, and he followed it.

There was vibration and crackling between the muscles and bones, as if there was thunder brewing.

Before the thunder fell, the energy and blood in Chen Cuo's body seemed to be out of control!

"A method that affects other people's energy and blood?"

But I saw the poisonous pearl in front of him turning again.

The five-colored light hovering above the figure's head rose up and turned into five kinds of thoughts.

The color of fire turns into fierce anger, the color of wood turns into continuous hatred, the color of water turns into viciousness, the color of gold turns into resentment, and the color of earth turns into heavy unwillingness...

Emotions are surging, and blood and blood follow each other!

But Chen Cuo's mind sank, and the Ju Hou song started to circulate.

"Use Heaven to rule the people, use what is left and make up for what is left!"

As soon as the thought fell, he waved his sleeves, driving the five colored thoughts to fly out in a mighty manner, and all of them merged into the five divine shadows.

Water and milk - blend.

Suddenly, the five divine shadows expanded rapidly!

Chu Zhengdao's aura surged, his level of Taoism actually increased, and his cultivation level expanded uncontrollably!

Instinctively, he was overjoyed and said: "You have made a mistake!"

"Your joy can serve as my sword!" Chen Cuo stretched out his hand, and it seemed as if there was an invisible hand that transcended all kinds and fell into Chu Zhengdao's heart, grabbing the growing joy.

"Thinking about desires in your heart, restraining yourself will produce good things, and indulging in indulgence will produce poison. If you overdo it, it will be poisonous!"

boom!

Chu Zhengdao's smile solidified.

Joy reverses and turns into heart plague!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Five divine shadows exploded one after another!

Chu Zhengdao screamed miserably, his eyes were red, blood spurted out from his mouth, thunder scattered from his body, he fell down, and all the strange phenomena around him were wiped away.

This was so sudden that everyone present was stunned.

"Good...good guy!" Hu Qiu opened his mouth and gasped, "It's only been a few years, but he has made great progress!"

Guan Yu's beautiful eyes are full of admiration.

All the monks were even more horrified!

"Little Lord!"

The expressions of the two maids changed greatly, and they were about to approach, but Chen Cuo pointed them out, and the sound of Juhou's singing reached their ears. They were immediately filled with sadness and joy, and cried with joy. Their thoughts were scattered and they couldn't help themselves. They also fell in the air!

The changes in everyone's thoughts all had ripples, which were sensed by Chen Cuo.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, sorrows and joys depend on each other, as much or as little as I wish, gather together!"

In the dark, he felt two eyes coming from the depths of the void. He knew that there were still people peering into this place, but he ignored them. Instead, he stretched out his hands to grasp. The layers of colorful colors, carrying little bits of thunder, came from

Chu Zhengdao's body seeped out and merged into the ball beads.


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