Monk Shanyuan's eyes were delighted and his lips were smiling. When he clasped his hands together, the place where he stood formed a small world of its own, solid and solid, like a Dharma Realm that was slowly spreading.
The remaining few people also had different expressions on their faces.
Either pleasant, hostile, or indifferent.
King Kong...
The four people in front of me have all achieved the Vajra Master’s practice of having no leakage in the heavens!
It is the same as the third level of Yang Fu and the first level of King Kong. It is also divided into three levels.
The inner and outer colored glaze, the ultimate Qi blood, the true talisman...
The third level of Yang Fu is to purify the physical body and soul step by step, making the body and the Tao compatible, and finally implant the Tao seeds of heaven and earth to begin to generate and cultivate the Tao, in order to break through the diamond barrier.
The three levels of Vajra are different.
There are nine levels of Vajra Dharma, with the first level being the best and the ninth level being the worst.
The first to third-grade phases are the top-grade Vajra phase.
Pure and undefiled, with majestic merits and virtues, supernatural powers, wisdom and virtues, extraordinary and subtle. The sun shines everywhere, the moonlight shines everywhere, and its own light shines brightly, making it clear inside and outside. The body is as pure as glass, top and bottom, without any traces or stains. It pervades everything, pure and wonderful.
, has great virtue, is the one who cuts off all outflows, and is the supreme vajra!
This kind of appearance is rare even in holy places and huge houses.
Often only a saintly son from a sect or a Taoist disciple is qualified to glimpse such qualities.
The fourth to sixth grades are the middle-grade Vajra phases.
His Dharma image is clear and can amplify the light, illuminating both the inside and outside of the body. Although his merits are lacking, he is still satisfied. He can break through fifty layers of evil spirits that are blocked by his mind, and can distinguish causes and conditions.
Most of these qualities are achieved by descendants of holy places and aristocratic families.
The seventh to ninth grades are the lower-grade vajra phases.
This type of Vajra phase is also the most common Vajra phase in the world today.
The god's dark form is dispersed. It has the name of Vajra, but it is slightly less than the reality of Vajra. However, its light is vast and its majesty is blazing. It can also cut off all the inferior roots under the body and make the body full.
The first level of the three levels of vajra is to achieve the quality of vajra, cast off the mortal body, and realize that all heavens are without leakage.
In the second level, one must perfect one's nature and spirit, and connect one's mind to the void. The magic power of this state is infinite and can be used inexhaustibly.
The third level is to initially condense one's own ten thousand things into one, so as to facilitate the opening of the secret treasure of the fifth level.
In Bai Shu's eyes, these four people obviously only achieved the Vajra Dharma and were still at the first level.
But even so, it is by no means easy to deal with.
Ye Xiang of Shou Wu Ye's family, his Vajra phase is the fifth grade.
As for the round-faced and chubby Zhu Ping Zhenjun of the Tiao Shenzong, he, like Wuwan's Dou Qing, both had a sixth-grade Vajra phase.
Bai Shuchen took a breath and his eyes became a little more solemn.
He had killed King Kong, not just Jiang Yaoshi. In the past two months, he had killed four or five King Kongs one after another.
But those people, without exception, are all low-grade Vajra-like beings.
And now...
"The year before last, this poor monk was lucky enough to attain the third-grade Vajra form."
Monk Shanyuan seemed to have seen through Bai Shu's thoughts, and said calmly:
"If I come to kill you, it won't be considered an insult to my junior brother's life."
The two of them looked at each other, their eyes were like lightning, both of them were unkind.
"What a pity."
Zhu Ping looked at Baizhu and shook his head regretfully:
"Mrs. Zhaoyang asked me to find some male favorites for her the day before yesterday. You are so skinny. If you weren't from the Nanchan Sect, I would really want to save your life and dedicate you to Mrs. Zhaoyang."
"Male favorite..."
Bai Shu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.
quick!
quick!!!
There was a sudden blur in Zhu Ping's eyes, and Bai Shu's figure suddenly disappeared!
A thunderous sword cry exploded in his ears, making Zhu Ping's hair stand on end with chills.
He did not turn around, but with a drum of Zhenqi, thirty-six gold rings emerged from his side.
In each golden ring, a majestic divine voice sang in harmony, and a vague figure sat cross-legged in the golden ring, expounding the principles of the great truth.
Dao Shenzong, "Thirty-Six Divine Transformations Sutra"!
The thirty-sixth layer of the divine ring had just emerged, and twenty-four layers were cut through by the sword light.
Like the pouring water of the Tianhe River, the dazzling and cold brilliance burst out together. When the golden ring was worn down to the last seven levels, the sword light finally became powerless and stopped there.
Zhu Pingping calmed down for a moment when the sword light outside the golden ring suddenly dispersed, and a fist as white as jade suddenly struck towards his face.
Countless thunder lights lingered on the fist, rumbling like a giant mill crushing the world, continuing to turn!
Bang!!!
The golden ring completely collapsed, and Zhu Ping's figure was blown away by a punch in the loud noise.
An avalanche rolled in the distance, and Zhu Ping was forced to smash several low hills, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.
This scene is only between lightning and flint.
Before Ye Xiang and others had time to react, Zhu Ping flew backwards and was knocked over by a punch.
Sword Escape!
Zhu Ping, who had just gotten up, vomited blood. He took out a magic pill, but before he could refine it, the roar of thunder could be heard in his ears again.
When Zhu Ping's soul was horrified, Ye Xiang, who was watching with cold eyes, suddenly raised his fingers and also slashed out a sword light.
The sword light transformed by Bai Shu was bent, and collided with Ye Xiang's sword light, and the two offset each other.
Dou Qing also shot out a hazy green light at the right time to protect Zhu Ping, who looked ugly.
"Sword Escape?"
Ye Xiang held a small sword as thin as a spring leaf between his two fingers and said in a deep voice:
"How old are you to have such attainments in swordsmanship?"
"Kill you first!"
Bai Shu didn't answer, he looked at Zhu Ping, sneered, transformed into a sword rainbow, and killed Zhu Ping again with a ferocious expression.
"Do you dare to kill someone in front of me?!"
Ye Xiang was furious, and he also raised a sword rainbow and slashed in the air.
The two sword rainbows were like wandering dragons showing off their strength, fighting fiercely in the sky.
The overflowing sword energy shot out in all directions, turning the snowy field below into a sieve. Loud rumbling sounds erupted one after another, and the heavy leaden clouds were dispersed, revealing a rare clear sky.
In the noise that sounded like winter thunder, both Zhu Ping and Dou Qing looked ugly. Monk Shanyuan looked at the two brilliant sword rainbows crisscrossing the sky, his expression indifferent and silent.
"Sir...sir..."
Zhang Boyu staggered over and bowed before Monk Shanyuan.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, some scattered sword energy shot towards Zhang Boyu one after another as if they had eyes, cutting through everything.
His magical power to protect himself was broken early, and half of his shoulders were cut off, dripping with blood.
"Sir..." Zhang Boyu lowered his head: "This is just an incarnation of the Buddha Thief. His real body is not far away with the Torch Dragon Guards of the two palaces!"
"Am I blind? Can't I see?"
Zhu Ping, who looked ugly, scolded him with a very unkind tone.
He looked towards the sky with gloomy eyes.
Various sword lights shot out, and the dazzling brilliance exploded into a brilliant color. It was like two dragons fighting together in the air, tumbling and killing each other, from the sky to the ground, piercing the clouds, and then destroying the mountains.
Although he is not like the Holy Son in the Tiao Shen Sect, he is obviously extraordinary for being able to achieve Vajra.
Unexpectedly, it was just a face-to-face meeting...
When the red plane sinks like water.
aside.
Monk Shanyuan, who looked indifferent, suddenly became serious.
