"It's just an incarnation of Ye Zhen. If you die, your life will only be shortened by more than ten years. It won't hurt your roots. Do you need you to help him transcend?"
The green-clothed monk sneered, but there was a hint of sadness in his tone.
Golden elixir monks can cultivate themselves into seals, but their physical bodies cannot suppress them. In this Lihan Palace, they will also create forbidden formations everywhere.
He himself temporarily created a body outside his body, and forcibly divided part of his soul to control this body before he could enter. The situation of the old man in black robe was probably the same, and he paid a huge price.
The reason why I want to snatch the Bodhi Seed is because I heard that this Bodhi Seed also has the ability to restore the injured soul. And the effect of the Dragon Subhuti Bodhi is even greater than that.
But he didn't say a word, silently looking at the corpse of the black-robed monk. Only he knew best that even if the black-robed old man's body could still survive outside Lihan Palace, he would probably only have a few years to live.
The line of life and death cut by that sword can clearly cut off the vitality and directly damage the root. Even the main body thousands of miles away will probably not be spared.
Since he can use the third layer of rotten bones to eat his heart, there is no doubt that this person is Na Ye Zhen. It is said that this person did not have much life left. Now that his incarnation was cut, he was hit head-on by this sword.
I'm afraid I won't live long.
And when he looked at Zhuang Wudaosheng again, there was more than just fear in his eyes, there was also a hint of vague fear. He knew that the man in front of him would become a huge shadow weighing on his heart for decades to come.
Fazhi suddenly remembered why fourteen years ago, his senior brother, who was no less talented than him, became depressed after the battle with Chongyangzi, his halo was gone, and he was reduced to the status of an ordinary disciple.
At this moment, Zhuang Wudao also had a despair that made him look up to the mountains and find it difficult to reach.
"King Ming's Turning Wheel Mantra? Is this a Buddhist verse left by your predecessors? It's interesting. You've escaped a disaster -
Yun'er moved her hand and took back the Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin in front of her again, and then looked around at everyone.
"Do you still want to fight again? I can still accompany you."
His words were calm and calm, but they were unspeakably domineering. The monk in blue had a purple complexion, but he no longer had the slightest intention to fight.
Sima Yuntian was silent, with his eyes lowered to cover up the anger and aggrieved expression in his eyes. Fang Xiaoru, on the other hand, had a calm expression. His previous arrogance and unruliness were gone, and he returned to his elegant demeanor. It seemed that the matter in front of him had nothing to do with him.
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"Since none of you want to fight anymore, I will take the first step and say goodbye."
At some point, the barrier outside the door here has been opened. However, it can only be crossed through the bluestone.
Yun'er looked away contemptuously, and recalled all the spiritual weapons, as well as a Sumeru ring and a pair of gold gloves that the old man in black robes carried with him, back into his sleeves. Then he walked in like this.
Inside the door on the third floor.
"Today's work is not over yet. When we get to the third level, Wu Dao will ask everyone for advice one by one."
Yan Dingtian shook his head slightly, smiled at everyone present, and then followed Zhuang Wudao into the door.
He had been standing on the bluestone just now. He was considered a coordinated person and was also qualified to enter.
The monk in green clothes could only watch quietly. Although his face was covered by a mask, his eyes showed indescribable aggrievedness and resentment.
Holding the sword in his hand, veins popped out in his arms, and he tightened and tightened several times, but finally he had no choice but to let go.
He knew that the sword strike just now might be Zhuang Wudao's strongest blow. He knew that this guy probably didn't have much strength left, otherwise he would never give up and leave early.
However, he just couldn't muster the courage to continue fighting. He didn't dare to test his limits.
And even if we try to stop him at this time, how can we stop him? The gate has been opened. At this time, Zhuang has no way to advance or retreat, and he has already occupied an invincible position.
His heart was extremely cold, and Zhuang Wudao's final words when he left made his heart tighten for no reason.
Knowing that after reaching the third level, they will most likely face Zhuang Wudao's crazy revenge. Even if six people work together, they can't do it, so what will be the outcome if they encounter each other alone?
At this time, outside the stone palace, Xiao Dan stood quietly and solemnly, his face turned green and white, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
There was silence for a long time, until a beam of red light came across the sky and rushed into the stone palace. The flying swans of Chiyin City disappeared from the light and appeared, and then looked at the mess all around in shock.
"What happened here? But what did I miss?"
Including the monk in green clothes, the five people present all turned their faces away in unison, feeling indescribably ashamed and embarrassed, almost ashamed.
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When he stepped out of the door on the third floor, Zhuang Wudao could no longer suppress his injuries and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Yun'er's thoughts had retreated into the sword aperture. But he had to admit the overwhelming pain in his body and the splitting pain in his heart.
The Great Shift of the Universe in the second heaven realm can only resolve 40% of the force that rebounds from other people's attacks, and even less if it encounters magic.
Even after using Star Shift, this mysterious art, it only increased this number to about 75%.
The remaining two and a half percent had to be borne by Zhuang Wudao himself. After a fight in the stone palace, he was besieged by six people, and his injuries were already serious. However, he was suppressed by Yun'er and did not show it to the public.
It was Zhuang Wudao himself, but he didn't have such a masterful ability to regulate Qi and blood. As soon as he regained control of his body, he was immediately injured.
In fact, Yun'er could have controlled his body for half an hour and could have fought with those five people for a while. But because his physical body couldn't bear it, he chose to retreat.
After vomiting out the blood congestion, Zhuang Wudao felt that he was feeling better in his body. However, he could not avoid losing his vitality and becoming weak. He knew that what he needed most at this time was to find a safe and hidden place to recuperate.
"Fellow Taoist Yan, thank you very much. I need to find a place to recuperate, so I will take my leave first."
Although Yan Dingtian had spoken for him just now, it was impossible for Zhuang Wudao to have 100% trust in this person. Especially when he was injured and weak, he would not go with him.
He is not afraid of Yan Dingtian, and does not worry about what tricks this person can play. However, what if he contacts others again? This person has a fifth-level letter talisman in his hand, even in this Lihan
Within the palace, we can also contact hundreds of miles away.
"Brother Zhuang is indeed injured."
Yan Dingtian smiled slightly, his eyes lost a bit of playfulness and became more serious: "But Brother Zhuang, can you listen to what Yan Dingtian says before leaving?"
"Huh?" Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Yan, it doesn't matter what you say."
He couldn't afford to waste the time to say a few words.
"Yan wants to ask Brother Zhuang for help."
Yan Dingtian knew that Zhuang Wudao was in a hurry to leave, so he went straight to the point without any nonsense: "In about a month and a half, can you please ask Brother Zhuang to collect a treasure for me. There may be a big war at that time, and I will be unable to support myself alone. I need to
Brother Zhuang helped me greatly."
"So that's it." Zhuang Wudao heard this, but he didn't mean to agree: "But why should I help fellow Taoist Yan?"
How could the kindness of saying a few words of justice to him just now be enough to make him risk his life and waste so much time?
Yan Dingtian was not surprised, and asked with a smile: "I heard that Brother Zhuang has some grudges with Taiping Road in the north? That matter is very important to me. Today Brother Zhuang helps me, but tomorrow Brother Zhuang will have some grievances against Taiping Road."
No matter what action he takes, Yan will definitely be a loyal ally to Brother Zhuang. Yan will swear by his soul to never break this promise.
"Taipingdao?"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the young man in front of him carefully, with a thoughtful expression on his face. That behemoth of Taiping Road in the North. One day, he would be his enemy.
Is there really no possibility of reconciliation between him and Chongyangzi? In fact, all he needs is for Chongyangzi to bow his head and apologize in front of his mother's grave.
His eyes were confused for a moment, but when Zhuang Wudao came back to his senses, he nodded slightly and said: "This can be considered, but as you are the only one, Brother Yan, I'm afraid it won't be enough, unless it's the Great Ling Court or the Tiandao Alliance.
Only then can I consider it”
If there comes a time when the entire Taiping Dao becomes an enemy, what's the use of having one or two more people to help?
"So Brother Zhuang has guessed it?"
Yan Dingtian's tone was obviously surprised, and then he laughed lightly: "I, Yan Dingtian, am just an unappreciated prince of the Great Ling Kingdom now, so how can I make a promise on behalf of my father? However, Yan is ambitious and does not laugh.
He also intends to get his hands on the throne. Once he obtains that thing, he is 70% sure that he will be able to enter the eyes of his father and become one of the crown princes. If he can ascend the throne one day, he will definitely not forget Brother Zhuang's help today.
"In other words, they are all just empty promises?"
Zhuang Wudao turned around and left without any regret: "I need to think about it for a moment or two, and I will reply to Brother Yan later and say goodbye."
In fact, there is no special way to connect within this third level. Once separated, it will be difficult to see each other again.
"But what if I say that there might be something Brother Zhuang needs in that place?"
Yan Dingtian was not frustrated, and instead threw a purple-red peach wood charm towards Zhuang Wudao.
"Brother Zhuang, please think again. Even if Yan fails to get the throne in the end, he can still have his own fiefdom, and most of it is in the north. At this time, he has nine golden elixirs under his command, all of whom can help Brother Zhuang."
Zhuang Wudao took the Xing Shen Mu traction machine, took it, looked at Yan Dingtian thoughtfully, and then nodded slightly: "I know, I will definitely consider it carefully."
This time, Zhuang Wudao's words were a little more serious. The nine golden elixirs can be considered a considerable force.
The situation on the third level is similar to that on the second level. It's just that the area is wider and the phantom fog is thicker.
Zhuang Wudao used the magnetic escape method and only escaped about 700 feet before Yan Dingtian disappeared, and his spiritual thoughts were also unable to sense it.
When he found this place, he needed to be more careful. This time, the legal restrictions were more intensive. In addition, as he gradually went deeper, he found that his body was getting heavier and heavier. Dozens of times of gravity began to weigh on him, making Zhuang
When you act without reason, it becomes even more difficult.