The eight white apes have been trained by the monkeys for more than ten thousand years. They are basically extraordinary. They also have a little bit of the blood of the ancient apes, and they have obtained magical powers specially taught by the monkeys. This is a wonderful method specially developed for the spiritual apes born in the world.
Thanks to Gu Xiechen's explanation of the Great Dao, and the instillation of the star power of the Tiangang and Earthly Evil Stars at no cost, my magical power has been improving day by day.
In just over ten thousand years, the eight white apes have the character to practice diligently, and now they have one foot on the threshold of Daluo Jinxian.
Compared with the serious Daluo Jinxian, the white apes' magic power is still slightly behind, but the difference is not big. But with the indestructible Vajra body trained by the monkeys, and the ancient Xiechen using the energy of the twelfth and the sun to help them
After tempering the physical body, the fighting power is truly terrifying.
Back then, Monkey Yi Taiyi Sanxian's cultivation was able to turn the Three Realms upside down, but he was the master who could leapfrog and challenge Daluo Jinxian.
These eight-headed white apes do not have the same spiritual roots as monkeys, but because they have been abused for many years, their ferocious energy is stronger in their hearts, so they become more ferocious and cruel, and their murderousness is a hundred times more serious than that of monkeys. The eight-headed white apes are a hundred times more murderous than monkeys.
Working together, they can even compete with the high-grade Daluo Jinxian without falling behind.
As soon as the eight iron rods weighing more than ten million kilograms were unfolded, the eight-headed white apes hit the female cultivator in white head-on according to the Bagua directions. The iron rods rolled up the four-phase energy of earth, water, fire and wind, and the void of Boluo Nimi was bombarded.
Pieces were shattered.
The stick wind was dripping, and a strong attraction came out of the white apes' bodies, sucking the spiritual energy of the surrounding world into their bodies like a predatory force. This suction force was so huge that dozens of mountains on the ground trembled faintly, and the foot of the mountain appeared.
There were large cracks, and it was threatening to fly up from the ground and be swallowed into their bodies.
This Bagua formation may seem ordinary, but in fact it is the "Eight Spirits Hounded Sky Formation" that Shi Tianjun and Gu Xiechen combined with the secret killing formation of the Jie Sect. Once the formation is fully activated, it will turn the world upside down.
With its terrifying power, anything that could turn the world upside down in front of this formation is nothing more than a child's play.
After the eight iron rods were connected into one and the immortal power in the eight murderous apes was mixed into one ball, a halo of chaos was seen in the void rushing towards the female cultivator in white with countless wind, fire and thunder.
.Dozens of mountains finally couldn't withstand the terrifying suction coming from the void and flew up one after another, turning into countless large and small stones and hitting the female cultivator in white with the blow of the stick wind.
The mountains in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are extremely heavy in nature, and each rock is extremely dense. A rock the size of a fist often weighs more than 100,000 kilograms. The huge mountain top hit the female nun in white with a loud noise, and the female nun's expression changed.
A bit ugly.
Buddhist Kung Fu places more emphasis on cultivating one's life, which is to train the physical body, and stress on using oneself as a boat to cross the boundless sea of suffering. But this female cultivator in white places more emphasis on magical powers. You can't expect a delicate beauty to wield an iron rod.
, heavy weapons such as the magic pestle are used to fight people in close combat.
Looking at the fierce flames of the eight murderous apes, the female cultivator in white waved her willow branch in her hand, and a green breeze and drizzle spread out.
The female cultivator's exercises are peaceful and have the authentic aura of Buddhism. Every wisp of gentle wind and drizzle she blows out has the power to split a mountain. Every drop of drizzle she scatters weighs more than ten thousand kilograms, and is contained in the invisible and colorless form.
With great power, he has gained the true essence of the Buddhist magic technique for subduing demons.
But the large formation of eight white apes was like a pile of hob wheels. The gentle breeze and drizzle were turned into pieces by the chaotic storm. Then a sharp ape cry was heard, and the height of the eight white apes swelled to about a hundred feet.
The big ape surrounded the nun in white and smashed her head and face with an iron rod.
Each iron rod weighs more than ten million kilograms. In addition, when Gu Xiechen refined these iron rods, he did not know how much lunar and solar energy was input into them.
Flying, with the force of the stick, billions of thunderbolts hit the head. In addition, the eight-headed white ape's arm strength is unparalleled, and the iron rod brings boundless killing power when it spins.
The female cultivator in white has been practicing in the Snowy Mountains for a long time. Although she has great magical powers and boundless magic, the people who interact with her on weekdays are all kind-hearted eminent monks and virtuous people. I don’t know how many Yuanhui have not fought with anyone.
Unlike other heavens in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Paramita is not arrogant and the Buddhist family is the only one in Lotte Heaven. Therefore, it has always been peaceful and there has never been any internal disputes. The Buddhist monks have been cultivating in this peaceful environment for countless years. They have long since
I forgot that there is such a thing as war in this world.
Such ferocious eight-headed white apes surrounded her and began to smash and attack her. The female cultivator in white was immediately confused. She was not good at close combat in the first place, and in a hurry, she even forgot to use all the mysterious forbidden techniques she had.
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On weekdays, the female cultivator in white occasionally uses some magic, that is, to induce the birth of lotus flowers and lotus roots to worship the Buddha statue, to summon some gentle wind and drizzle to nourish the purple bamboo forest, or to use some small restraints to make a little joke with her classmates, or to treat the injured insects on her own territory.
Beasts heal wounds. She knows the powerful Buddhist restraints and can send them out almost instantly, but she has never used them.
Facing the eight iron rods smashed down on her head and face, the female cultivator in white was still hesitating whether to use the Eight-Part Heavenly Dragon's Evil-Destroying Buddha's Light or the Mustard Seed Sumeru's Separation and Combination Buddha's Light to respond to the enemy. Her body had already reacted instinctively - she raised her left hand.
The white porcelain vase and the willow branch in the right hand face the eight iron bars.
It's pity to see two ancient artifacts handed down from ancient times. It's like using a crystal cup to collide with an iron hammer. There is a "ding, click" sound, the white porcelain bottle is shattered, the willow branch is broken. Eight iron rods are smashed like a piece of wood.
The two magic weapons belonging to the female cultivator in white were broken into pieces and hit her directly.
Only a wailing sound was heard, and a pretty and dignified Buddhist nun was smashed into meat cakes by eight iron rods. A relic flew into the sky from the mess of flesh and blood, and was about to escape to the snow-capped mountains.
An evil wind came from inside, and Kong Sangri struck out with his sword from afar, exploding the relic into countless golden light rains and disintegrating.
There was a loud sound like the earth was shattering, and the mountain area where the purple bamboo forest was located below shook. Large chunks of rock formations collapsed underground. The originally dense purple bamboo forest shriveled and withered in an instant. In just a few breaths, it was once a beautiful landscape.
The dojo has turned into a big bottomless hole.
The Nine Nether Dao army cheered in unison. Accompanied by the high-pitched and loud ringing of the Chaos Bell, the army rolled up heavy demonic clouds and black energy and continued to move forward.
In the snow-capped mountains, the faces of the sexless old nun and a dozen old monks and nuns have become extremely ugly. Zhenjun Wuji, who is sitting aside and watching the battle, is looking at his fingers as if nothing has happened, laughing secretly in his heart. Buddhism has been damaged.
There are several elites. This is a good thing that Xuantian palace is happy to see happen. The more people die, the better. Anyway, the ones who die are bald donkeys, which is none of his business.
"The demonic flames are blazing, but we haven't even found out their details yet." The old nun without sex held up her prayer beads and said dryly: "We have to send out capable people to find out the details of their leader."
A group of old monks and nuns also saw that the ones who appeared in the Nine Nether Dao army were not their core. Gu Xiechen and others who were sitting on the White Bone Demon Dragon Cart and other cloud cars had not yet taken action. But they had already suffered a series of defeats.
After three battles, if this fourth battle was lost so cleanly, the spirit of the Buddhist cultivators up and down the Snowy Mountains would be gone.
The Supreme Lord Wuji who was standing beside him suddenly laughed: "There are a few proud disciples of Xuantian Palace, but they also have some small means of subjugating demons. How about..."
The sexless old nun hurriedly interrupted Zhenjun Wuji's words, and shouted sternly without even looking here: "I also ask Venerable Baishiya Brahma to take action. I must break the devil's energy and don't let them."
You underestimated my lineage of the Snowy Mountains."
A deep and powerful sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded from somewhere in the Snowy Mountains, and an old monk who was over ten feet tall stepped on the clouds and flew up. The skin all over the old monk's body was as transparent as water, and the jade muscles and golden bones under the skin were clearly visible inch by inch.
, the five internal organs showed a colorful luster like glass, and the brain did not see the brain tissue of ordinary people, but a sticky colorful water wave, with eight relics floating on it, which was truly magical.
All the old monks and nuns cheered in unison. The old monk's physical body has been trained to look like this, and his brain has been turned into chalcedony. It is obvious that both his magical power and physical body have been tempered to an extremely high level. According to them,
According to Buddhism, this old monk has at least reached the realm of being in the heaven without possessions. The corresponding Taoist sect is the dragon-turned-brahma realm, which is at least the peak cultivation level of the high-grade Daluo Jinxian.
Even in ancient Buddhism, this can be regarded as a Bodhisattva with profound Taoism and profound teachings.
The sexless old nun glanced at True Lord Wuji proudly, and said lightly: "We haven't seen you for so many years, but Senior Brother Fantuo has made great progress in his cultivation."
True Monarch Wuji just smiled lightly without saying a word. He looked down upon these old monks and nuns. They valued their status and wanted to show off. With their cultivation, they swarmed up and led numerous Buddhist monks from the Snow Mountain to fight against the Nine Nether Dao army.
At one point, the asexual old nun alone could overwhelm Jiuyou Dao.
But they have to follow the rules and send out monks and nuns to fight. Isn't this a waste of their own strength?
However, the Buddhist sect in Daxue Mountain has a large number of people, and the number of eminent monks and virtuous men is like the number of sands in the Ganges. There are hundreds of dead and wounded, but it doesn't matter.
True Monarch Wuji nodded and smiled at the sexless old nun, but he smiled without saying a word. He couldn't tell how happy he was in his heart.
The face of the sexless old nun turned gloomy. She saw Lord Wuji's gloating thoughts, and immediately turned her head and looked eagerly at the old monk Fantuo who flew forward.
The astonishingly handsome old monk Fantuo crossed millions of miles of void in one flash, and stopped alone in front of the Nine Netherworld army formation. He casually took out a concrete and tiny mountain peak the size of a fist from his sleeve, and casually took this small peak.
The mountaintop was thrown into the void, and he shouted "long".
Immediately, thousands of miles of fragrant wind floated in the Paramita Lotte, and golden Buddha lights hung down from the sky. This thin golden light was attached with the strong Buddhist demon-conquering golden flame. Jiuyou Dao disciples and dark creatures rarely encountered it.
, if it touches the fingers, an arm will turn into ashes; if it touches the toes, a thigh will disappear.
After losing thousands of people, the Jiuyou Dao army slowly stopped.
The small mountain peak thrown by the old monk Fantuo grew rapidly against the fragrant wind. In the blink of an eye, it swelled to a height of thousands of miles and a radius of more than a million miles. It just blocked the way of the Nine Nether Dao army. The mountain's
There was a majestic Zen platform standing on the top. The old monk Fantuo floated on the Zen platform, and his body had grown to a height of a hundred miles, and he slowly sat on the top of the Zen platform.
"One thought of heaven, one thought of hell!"
The old monk chanted in a deep voice, and the foot of the mountain floating in front of the Nine Nether Dao army suddenly became a sea of swords and fire. Countless undead souls struggled in the boundless hell, screaming hoarsely. And above the mountainside, there was a paradise scenery.
Countless young men and women happily play and play in the boundless sea of flowers and dense forests, free and at ease.
"You have committed many sins. There is no way to heaven, but there is a door to hell. Come quickly!"
A gust of wind blew by, and two yellow clouds flashed out in front of the Zen platform. Two tall golden Arhats roared with astonishing eyes, and with two rays of Buddha's light, they rushed down towards the white-bone demon dragon chariot that Gu Xiechen was riding. Their big hands
As soon as he is caught, he will grab Gu Xiechen who is sitting in the car and throw him into the bloody hell at the bottom of the mountain.
The demon dragon Gen on the chariot laughed, and in a flash he transformed into a human form and flew into the sky. He raised two fists the size of wine jars and struck them down at the two Vajras. However, his fists had just touched them.
The bodies of the two Arhats, but this menacing Arhat passed through the fist of Demon Zhan Longgen like a phantom, and arrived in front of Gu Xiechen's car in a flash.
Yang Jian, who was standing on the shaft of the carriage, smiled coldly, a fairy light flashed in his eyes, a three-pointed two-edged sword flashed through a beam of light, the two huge heads of Arhats suddenly flew into the sky, and a large piece of golden light rushed out from their broken necks.
out.
The old monk Fantuo, who was sitting on the Zen table, snorted in surprise. Suddenly, there was a knife mark that was deep enough to show the bone on the little finger of his right hand.
He wanted to heal the wound, but no matter how hard he tried, the wound still existed with no sign of healing.
After taking a deep look at Yang Jian who was as if nothing had happened, the old monk Fantuo's heart sank heavily.
"What a pure Taoist mystical skill!"
Aren't the army of Jiuyou Dao all a bunch of monsters and monsters? Looking at the soaring corpse aura hovering above their queue, the will-o'-the-wisps know that this is not a good person. But there is actually a hidden Taoist master like Yang Jian in the army of Jiuyou Dao.
A powerful figure in Xuan Gong can actually kill the Arhat clone formed from a ray of true spirit of the old monk Van Tuo.
It was just a matter of killing the clone, but Yang Jian's attack actually hurt him through the connection between the golden Arhat's clone and Fantuo's body. Moreover, the injury could not be cured even by the cultivation level of the old monk Fantuo. This was incredible.
It cannot be caused by ordinary Taoist skills.
Yang Jian also looked at the old monk Fantuo coldly from a distance of hundreds of miles. After a long time, Yang Jian smiled slightly and nodded gently towards the old monk. He held the handle of the three-pointed two-edged sword.
, suddenly stabbed forward with a sharp knife.
The knife stabbed out without any sound or a blast of sword wind. However, the old monk Fantuo on the Zen platform in the distance suddenly chanted the name of the Buddha. The wound on the little finger of his right hand tore rapidly, and only a sound of broken gold and iron was heard.
There was a cracking sound, and his little finger suddenly broke at the root.
"Namo Amitabha!"
The old monk Fantuo stared blankly at his broken finger, and suddenly pointed at Yang Jian from a distance: "Donor, do you dare to enter my Buddhist kingdom?"
The mountain with a height of tens of thousands of miles and a radius of millions of miles suddenly flashed a large golden light. Countless flying Buddha girls slowly descended in the golden light, and many dragon girls with bright eyes and white teeth, Yaksha and Asura, were born among the flowers, plants and trees. They were in the flower forest.
There was singing, dancing and playing, which was a bit confusing out of thin air.
Without saying a word, Yang Jian picked up the long knife and took a step forward. He reached the foot of the mountain in one step.
Countless resentful spirits roared out of the mountains of swords and seas of fire, trying to grab Yang Jian's body and drag him into the boundless hell.
With a slight wave of the three-pointed two-edged sword, countless resentful spirits howled in unison, and broke into two pieces one after another. In the blink of an eye, it turned into green smoke and dispersed. Yang Jian lightly tapped his toe, and the mountain of swords suddenly broke, and the sea of fire was extinguished.
The sea of blood dried up instantly, and the scope of the huge Buddhist kingdom of old monk Brahma was immediately reduced by 30%.
Slowly climbing up the mountain step by step, Yang Jian's clear and clear voice resounded throughout the entire Paranimi.
"Buddhism has its own great method of merit and virtue, and it is orthodox to the saints. But there is a group of Buddhist scum who do not learn the good Zen skills, but specialize in these illusions that deceive people's eyes. With such illusions, even if you have the cultivation of the ancient Buddha
, what’s the use?”
Countless enchanting beauties twisted their waists and came towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian flashed his sword and all the countless enchanting beauties were broken into pieces.
Countless Heavenly Dragons and Eight Tribes roared and came down on Yang Jian, but with a flash of sword light, all the gods and Buddhas were shattered into pieces.
Countless Vajra Mingwang swung Buddhist magical weapons and hit them on the head like raindrops, but the clear and refreshing sword light still flashed so lightly, and countless Vajra Mingwang also turned into pieces and fell one after another.
With every flash of sword light, there was a deep visible bone scar on Monk Fantuo's body. As Yang Jian climbed up the mountainside step by step, all five fingers of Monk Fantuo's left hand were broken, and the five fingers of his right hand, wrist, elbow, and shoulder were all broken.
Luo Yi fell off silently, and the colorful glazed gold blood flowed all over the ground.
The old monk Fantuo looked at Yang Jian dumbfounded. He was trembling and wanted to say something, but where could he say it?
Although the old monk Fantuo was hundreds of miles high, he was sitting on the top of the mountain. Although Yang Jian was only eight feet tall and stood on the mountainside, everyone felt that it was Yang Jian who was looking down at the old monk Fantuo.
Yang Jian walked towards the old monk Fantuo step by step, and his voice was so loud that even Paramita was faintly shaking.
"You can transform three thousand worlds, you can manifest eighteen hells, you can change three thousand worlds like wheels. Old monk, who do you think I am?"
"I refuse to obey the rules of heaven and the orders of earth. I am free and at ease in the three realms. With my true heart, I only seek the infinite path. In front of me, your mere illusions are nothing more than fireflies in winter, a stupid waste that doesn't know whether to live or die.
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The old monk Vanda was furious. He stood up suddenly, raised his right leg and was about to stomp Yang Jian's head hard.
But as soon as he lifted his feet, Yang Jian was already behind him, and a flash of sword light with a touch of stunning feeling swiped across the neck of the old monk Fantuo. The huge head of the old monk Fantuo flew high into the sky, along with
The eight relics in the body were chopped into pieces with one knife.
"Great Sage, I am one step ahead this time!"
Yang Jian stood on the Zen platform at the top of the mountain, lowered his head and smiled calmly at the stunned monkey squatting on the roof of Gu Xiechen's car shed.
The body of the old monk Fantuo disintegrated piece by piece, turning into countless golden rains of light that scattered in all directions. The purest and most original part of the energy was integrated into Yang Jian's body.
Yang Jian's whole body shone brightly, and a sudden burst of clear air flew into the sky. Three green lotuses floated in the clear air, and gradually the green lotus turned into a dazzling golden color. The three golden lotuses swayed up and down for a while, and gradually
A bright golden light was released that enveloped Yang Jian's body.
With one knife, the old monk Fantuo fell, and Yang Jian's cultivation steadily entered the middle-level realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
Among the many people around Gu Xiechen, Yang Jian was the first one to reach the middle level of Daluo Golden Immortal.
"Hey, you are worthy of being the heroic Zhao Hui Qing Yuan Dao Miao Xian Ren Fu Ze Xing Ji Erlang Xian Sheng Zhenjun!"
Zhe Hua sighed faintly: "It's okay to be so handsome in life, and my cultivation level has improved so quickly. How can I be so embarrassed? Fortunately, this guy has no interest in beautiful women, otherwise there would be no chance for us to come out and hang out?"
After sighing for a few times, Zhehua put his hand into his underwear and slowly pulled out a cigar.
The monkey stood up slowly and gave Yang Jian a thumbs up.
"What a good Erlang, hey, next time, look at me, Grandpa Sun!"
The monkey picked up the mourning stick and tilted his head vigorously.
He jumped up in the air and smashed the disintegrating Buddhist mountain of the old monk Vanda into pieces with one stick. Then he made more than a dozen somersaults and flew forward for more than a million miles. He pointed at the snow-capped mountains with a long stick and shouted loudly:
: "From the Wuna Mountains, come up with one that's big enough to make your grandpa slap him with thirty thousand sticks!"
The arrogant man raised his head to the sky and laughed wildly three times, and the monkey shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, Grandpa Sun won't bully you juniors. I will let you take the first three moves when we start!"
After a strange laugh, the monkey hit the long stick downwards, smashing several hills to pieces. He said in a strange voice: "Quick, quick, don't hide behind and live in boredom. Your grandpa cherishes the younger ones the most, and he can't do anything when he can't.
Just hurry up."
In the void, the three monks who had been spying on Gu Xiechen and others appeared secretly again. When they saw that the challenger was a monkey, the smiling faces of the three monks suddenly changed, and they looked at each other.
He glanced at him, cursed in a low voice at the same time, and carefully slipped away without knowing where he was going.
Yang Jian returned to Gu Xiechen's car. He looked at the monkey shouting for war in front of him and suddenly laughed.
Gu Xiechen hurriedly asked him why he was laughing. Yang Jian smiled and explained: "Speaking of it, these Buddhist monks in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are really the disciples of the Great Sage. However, he did not mention this matter himself, but people in the Three Realms also
No one dares to say it."
Gu Xiechen nodded thoughtfully, right? Let’s not say who this monkey’s master is, just his status in Buddhism. These old monks and nuns really have to call him a nice name.
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But Yang Jian beheaded the old monk Fantuo with one blow. Such magical power and wonderful method really frightened the asexual old nun and his party.
With the cultivation level of a first-grade Daluo Jinxian, he could easily kill a high-grade Daluo Jinxian. What kind of mysterious skills did Yang Jian practice?
Looking at the confident monkey who slowly came forward to challenge, the asexual old nun hesitated for a long time, not knowing who to send out to challenge.
Zhenjun Wuji laughed mockingly at the side: "Masters, please stick to the eight-part Tianlong Demon-Slaying Secret Formation of Mandala and slowly consume their strength. This group of people is not easy to deal with."
It's okay that Lord Wuji didn't say anything. As soon as he spoke, even those old monks and nuns who had just escaped from the barrier became angry.
A group of old monks and nuns looked at each other and were about to nominate a certain eminent monk to deal with the monkey. That monkey over there had already done something that made countless monks in the Snowy Mountains furious!
This monkey unexpectedly took off his waist skirt in such a disgraceful manner, laughing and giggling as he faced the snow-capped mountains and spilled monkey urine.
As a first-level cultivation of Daluo Jinxian, the monkey made urine and sprayed out nearly ten thousand miles away, spreading all over hundreds of mountains in the Snow Mountain. At least tens of thousands of Buddhist monks stationed on the mountain were covered.
His urine is underwater.
"Wow", the Buddha is also angry, let alone the Buddhist cultivators in these snow-capped mountains?
Nearly ten thousand monks flew up like a swarm of wasps that were alarmed, and flew towards the monkey in a chaotic manner.
The monkey was beaming with joy, and led the eight white apes to greet the nearly ten thousand Buddha cultivators.
