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Chapter 204 The Black Devil Born in the Purple Mist

The sound was like rolling thunder, exploding heavily on the ground, carrying unparalleled majesty and killing intent.

The flying snow that was rolling down was far away, and the biting frost wind was also calm. Within fifty feet around the two of them, the wind was calm and the sea was calm.

"Twenty years, fifth realm..."

Bai Zhu raised his head:

"Ordinary people's cultivation, not to mention the hidden treasure of life, human immortals, the diamond barrier alone cuts across the martial destiny of countless people, even if it is exhausted in a lifetime, it will be difficult to overcome it.

Not to mention other things, just because the teacher of the young monk is unintelligent, he will stop at the fourth level and his life span will be over.

I have achieved the fifth level in twenty years, so the Grand Governor thinks so highly of me?"

The monk in front of him was wearing a cassock and had an ordinary string of beads on his wrist. They were not Buddhist treasures and had no other special qualities.

After cultivating Vajra, one has achieved the state of leak-free heaven and earth. The human body's small heaven and earth are perfect, and the essence circulates and circulates without any leakage.

After realizing that there are no leaks in the heavens, not only the small world of the human body is perfected, but also the appearance can be traced back, and youth can be maintained forever.

It will not be until the three hundred years are up and the life span is over that the person will age instantly.

At this point, in a leak-free state, any dissatisfaction with the appearance will be washed away by the principles, and the defects will be filled up, making it perfect.

If it is not done intentionally, all the people in Vajra will have the appearance of gods and gods.

Many Yangfu girls practice martial arts, eager to break through, and are even more obsessed and persistent than male practitioners.

There are also some for this reason.

Dadudu Ranxu is a fifth-level or even sixth-level human immortal, and his appearance naturally maintains the posture of a young man. There is no trace that he is already a monk of the "Ran" generation.

Even Guang Hui asked him to call him uncle as a courtesy.

Bai Shu raised his head, and the monk wearing cassocks also looked over at the same time.

He seemed to be around thirty, and he did not deliberately retain the appearance of a young man. His face was ordinary and extremely ordinary. At first glance, he would not leave any impression on others.

However, the monk in front of him was like a deep abyss, and thousands of intangible and qualitative things were absorbed into it, making it difficult to figure out his true identity.

"For you." The monk said calmly: "Twenty years is more than enough."

Bai Shu smiled and was noncommittal.

"The Vajra Temple cannot be without people in the temple. I have been fighting with wealthy families like the Xie family for half my life. After me, it is your turn."

The monk whispered:

"Those aristocratic families are not easy to get along with."

King Zheng, the aristocratic family, and the Holy Land check and balance each other. The three parties' forces have supported the national destiny of Zheng for thousands of years. Their forces have waxed and waned, but they have generally maintained a balanced situation among themselves.

During the era of King Wu and King Wei, aristocratic families and holy lands united with each other in order not to be defeated by the power of the royal family and fall into a state of collapse.

When Xie Xuan's father lost power, the royal family and the Holy Land put aside their past grievances and joined forces.

For thousands of years, I am among you, and you are among me. The situation between the government and the public in Dazheng has become increasingly turbulent.

This time the Northern Guard sent troops, the government and the public were also divided. It was only after Xie Xuan personally came to the court with his sword in hand and suppressed all the opposition that the two countries officially entered the war.

"My incarnation has been waiting for you for a long time. Who would have thought that you would actually go underground."

The monk looked at Xuan Kong who was still motionless and said:

"When you first came to Beiwei, did you recover a ground rat? That's good luck."

"Xuankong was injured by the octopus monster, otherwise..." Bai Shu shook his head: "I wouldn't be able to immobilize him with a spell."

At his feet, the poor country mouse still kept its shrinking posture, motionless.

It was rare that Xuan Kong mustered up the courage and wanted to pull Bai Shu away with him, but was once again restrained by the spell and unable to move.

His actions made Baizhu slightly surprised.

"You're a country rat, but you're still loyal. I'll give you a chicken drumstick later."

Bai Shu nodded silently in his heart. He stretched out his hand to dissolve the curse in Xuan Kong.

"Excuse me!" he said softly.

A gust of wind blew by, but the local mouse remained motionless, not even blinking his eyes.

"untie!"

"untie!"

After three consecutive calls, Baizhu's face became a little embarrassed. He took a deep breath and put all his effort into it.

"untie!"

His lips and teeth moved slightly, and there was a low echo between heaven and earth, like the sound of thunder, or the voice of a saint teaching all people.

For a long time, under Baizhu's gaze, the motionless Mouse finally blinked slowly.

That action seemed to have exhausted all his energy. After blinking, Xuan Kong was still frozen.

"The Grand Governor..." Bai Shu turned around helplessly and saluted the monk: "Please take action, the Grand Governor."

"That's easy to say." The monk smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Shenzu would actually give you Lord Xuanwen's mantra. With such a state of mind, it's not bad at all."

"Excuse me!" He pointed out his hand and said calmly.

Just a gust of breeze blew by, and Xuan Kong immediately broke free from his restraints.

"Big Boss! Big Boss! I feel like I'm going to die! My whole body is not well! Big Boss..."

As soon as the flowers bloomed in front of his eyes, Xuan Kong jumped up into the sky, and the pitiful howl like a slaughtering pig sounded again, rolling through the snow.

Bai Zhu had no expression on his face, stretched out his hand to grab the dirt rat's neck, and threw him into his spacious monk's robe.

"Shut up!"

He scolded him in a low voice, and seeing the constant movement in the monk's robe, he had no choice but to forcibly silence him with a curse.

"The military situation is critical, so I bothered the governor to come in person." Baizhu bowed deeply and saluted: "How virtuous and capable is this disciple!"

"No matter how precious I am to you, I can't use my main body at this time. What you have in front of you is just an incarnation..."

The monk shook his head:

"On the one hand, I will take you back to the camp. On the other hand, I will also kill a black demon along the way."

"Black devil?" Bai Zhu was puzzled.

"Who would have known what Miao Yan had done? He actually secretly connected with the leader of the Northern Wei Kingdom. He even hid the secret from Cizai, who is the Northern Wei Imperial Advisor, so as not to be embarrassed."

"Like living corpses and human demons, black demons are also created by Miao Yan."

The monk sighed:

"It's a coincidence that the black demon I was chasing happened to have hurt your spiritual pet. It was the octopus monster you talked about."

Octopus monster...

Baizhu's expression was shocked. He frowned slightly and looked a little solemn.

Twelve wings, a monster that looks like a flying octopus. According to what Tumouzi said before, this octopus killed many martial arts monks. At the last moment, it even broke free from the restraints of Shiwan and walked away.

Even the official of Dazheng, who is in the fifth realm, can't stop it.

The monk said that he came to kill it along the way, but the monk's cultivation in front of him...

Bai Shu's eyes were fixed and he didn't speak.

The abbot, the divine monk, if the governor is really in the sixth realm.

In the Vajra Temple, doesn’t it mean that there are three human beings and immortals existing in the world?

"Let's go and take you to see."

Ignoring the turmoil in Bai Shu's heart, the monk stretched out his sleeves and robes, shrank the ground to an inch, and moved hundreds of miles away.

"this……"

Bai Shufang, who had just crossed the void, opened his eyes and was shocked to see the strange and endless scene in front of him.

A chill crept up from the bottom of his heart, causing him to tighten his body unconsciously.

"Want to know?"

The monk's voice rang in my ears:

"The true origin of these dark monsters."


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