Chapter 761: The swords come out to fight Meng Qi, who is old in his profession
The prototype of the universe is also changing, gradually changing towards the shape of a sword.
The last remnants of the dharma body are melting, the legal principles contained in it, and the prototype of the world nurtured are all decomposed in the real fire, turning into countless patterns...the transformation of form, the creation of the sword.
Next, Su Yi's own will penetrated it, sorted out the principles within it, and activated the Chaos Fire, covering the countless fragments of the universe in front of him and all the spiritual materials invested in it.
Guide all the decomposed fragments and Dao patterns to reunite.
White, red, blue and purple, different colors, surging brilliance, constantly intertwined and mixed, becoming a mysterious and boundless, pure black light that encompasses everything, like a black river across the eternal void, without beginning and end, a pure white destruction
Everything has a beginning and nothing to pick me up.
They are mutually reinforcing and contradicting each other.
Ji Hao opened his mouth, and the three flavors of real fire of essence, energy, and spirit spurted out, and he threw himself into it, adding to the connection between himself and the weapon.
The pattern of the universe changed again and turned into a divine cauldron, with one mouth, two ears, and three legs, interpreting the supreme great road, representing that the Tao begets one, the first is two, the two begets three, and the three begets all things.
This is an important weapon of the near path. The infinite path wraps the light group in the cauldron. Ji Hao also puts into it the treasures and divine materials exchanged from the six paths of reincarnation space, the source of all things, the divine water of the Tianhe, the Netherworld divine soil, and the Nine Netherworld.
Water, black and yellow soil...
Various visions appeared, and the origin of the divine materials was inspired, and the mysteries of the divine materials evolved into more mysteries.
The atmosphere is myriad, almost heaven-defying, and mythical creatures surround it.
Dragons and phoenixes sing in harmony, white tigers leap into the sky, basalts rise out of the sea, gods soar in the nine heavens, peacocks with five colors on their backs soar into the sky... Pieces of auspicious light and streaks of auspicious colors completely submerge the heaven and earth, clustering in the center.
"Om!"
The avenue of heaven and earth roared, and countless fragments of the avenue flew out. Nine days and nine nights passed, and suddenly there was light flying into the sky. A blazing light group jumped out of the divine cauldron and sank into the sky. It was huge, blazing, and overwhelming.
The void collapsed.
It is very gorgeous, like a sun hanging in the sky, then rotating rapidly, sprinkling a fairy-like light rain, extremely brilliant.
The sun exploded and turned into two streams of light that flew to Ji Hao's side.
One is the powerful Heavenly Sword. When the sword comes out, it becomes extremely active. The sound of tiger roars is heard endlessly. It turns into the spirit of a white tiger running across the sky and roaring filial piety. It quickly comes to Ji Hao's side and transforms into a battle knife. The word "tiger soul" is depicted in the figure.
On the handle of the knife, it is vigorous and powerful, and the scene of Geng Jin's destruction of the world emerges.
One is the blood-colored long sword floating quietly in front of Ji Hao, with strands of blood flowing, and the sword blade is sharp. With a slight tremor, it tears apart the world. Three feet and six inches away, there is a vague scene of the Netherworld Abi Hell.
………
The carriage passed through the long and wide streets and turned into the North City where aristocratic families gathered. After twists and turns, it stopped in front of a rather luxurious inn. Meng Qi, Mrs. Baihua, and Ying Ning then checked into the booked hotel.
Guest room.
Late at night, under the leadership of Mrs. Baihua, they quietly sneaked to the front of a certain vast mansion, passed through the ajar door and the half-open formation, and entered an embroidered building in the back garden under the leadership of a taciturn servant.
building.
"We will be hiding here during this period." After finishing cleaning up, Madam Baihua looked at Meng Qi with a charming smile, while Ying Ning stood behind her.
Meng Qi nodded slightly, without commenting.
Meng Qi didn't know his decision.
Soon, you will regret it to the extreme.
Located near the sea, the city is full of pristine scenery, but it can't hide the spring flowers and the gentle breeze and warm sunshine.
Many passers-by frequently looked at the Yun family's place from a distance, wondering, regretting, or mourning, just to name a few.
The original Mr. Yun made a lot of contributions to Linhai City and was respected by the people in the city.
In the Yun family, everything is austere, and everything you see is in sackcloth and filial piety. People you meet on the road, whether sincere or not, are filled with deep sadness.
Wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, Meng Qi's face showed the vicissitudes of life, and his appearance was solemn. He walked slowly, and his heart was very strange. Looking back on his experiences these days, it was quite normal until he put on this monk's robe.
Things started to get weird.
Even if the "Nine Heavens Thunder God" dies, Meng Qi will still go to the Fairyland of Su Nu to learn the Overlord's Blade.
Because the "Nine Heavens Thunder God" is dead, there is still another thunder god weaving his destiny.
The difference is that this time it is the task of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Not even trying to hide it.
During this trip, he had originally pretended to be the Poison-Handed Demon Lord, trying to learn the Overlord's Blade from Lady Yingning Baihua by infiltrating the Tao of Plain Women.
Unexpectedly, he was also involved in this turmoil by the people of Su Nu Dao, so he had to return to his old profession and pretend to be a monk.
After walking for a while, Meng Qi and others arrived at the mourning hall. Master Yun Jiu stood by the door wearing a sackcloth and mourning to welcome several guests.
He looks almost middle-aged, with small but lively eyes. He responds politely, and at the end he pretends to be: "Who is this master?"
Wan Hand said: "This is the forensic master of Wannian Temple on Guangdan Island. He is good at transcendental rituals. I specially invited him to come here to see if he can help."
There are real Pure Lands in this world, including the perfect Pure Land of Amitabha Buddha, the ancient Buddha Bodhi, and all the Buddhas with such names, most of them have their own Pure Lands.
Therefore, the Buddhist ceremony was not a fraud. Although they did not believe in Buddhism, the other filial sons and grandsons present showed moved expressions and bowed to express their gratitude.
"We have prepared the corresponding rituals, and we dare not bother the master. If the master does not give up, please help to see if the decoration in the mourning hall is appropriate." Yun Jiuye was neither enthusiastic nor blunt.
In the eyes of others, he was not interested in such things and was just giving some face to his guests.
Meng Qi clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice. His momentum was restrained, showing peace and purity in the vicissitudes of life. He stepped into the mourning hall, sensing the energy of heaven and earth, and then looked around, concentrating on not getting close to the coffin, so that everyone in the mourning hall was stunned.
I secretly praised this eminent monk for knowing the appropriateness.
But in fact, Meng Qi's eyes had become dark, and there seemed to be bright and inexplicable star lines emerging inside. What he saw was no longer an ordinary world, but a mysterious world intertwined by illusory star lines.
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There are only a few lines of cause and effect left on the person in the coffin, swaying in the wind, coming from the void, and going to different directions. Some are stuck to the corpse, and some extend into inexplicable places. It seems that they will be entangled in the next life!
After some investigation, he was shocked to find that Mr. Yun really died at the end of his life, but the cause and effect line was somewhat unusual, and there must be a hidden secret inside.
Just then, a voice came...
"The young hero Pei Ju of the Pei family; the young hero Qi Zhengyan of the Huanhua Sword Sect; the young hero Luo Shengyi of the Fist Jiuzhou; Mr. He Jiu, the young master of the Donghai Sword Village, and Huang Taichong, the Supreme Elder of the Sword Village, the elder He Xiu came to express his condolences!"
Everyone's expressions immediately changed, especially the heirs of the Yun family, who were even more confused. Why were these people mixed together?
It was inevitable that Donghai Sword Village would come, but why did Xuantian Sect and Huanhua Sword Sect also arrive?
And He Jiu came so early!
Shouldn't Donghai Jianzhuang be the last few to come to express condolences?
And the Lingbao Tianzun who made a big splash some time ago is also here?!
Third on the Earth Ranking, the supremely powerful man who can kill the Dharmakaya!
"Please come quickly!" Master Yun Jiu said with a straight face, a smile on his face, and he shouted quickly.
"Forget it, I'll go there myself!" After saying that, Master Yun Jiu strode to the door to greet him.
"The young village master leads two grand masters, this lineup is very luxurious; the most important thing is that there is also a giant who is among the top three in the earth rankings, the Immortal Traces and Lingbao Tianzun." The two of the plain girls looked at each other, and they were both aware of it.
Something is wrong.
Just He Jiu's lineup can overwhelm them, let alone a real big shot, Pei Ju of the Pei family. This leader is a ruthless person. Although there is no evidence, many people think that he is the immortal Lingbao Tianzun.
, a real battle record, a supreme powerhouse capable of competing with Dharmakaya; they were so frightened that they even thought of escaping.
Brother Kengbi? The Immortal Master of Immortality is also here, and the Immortal Ji is also paying attention to this matter?
Meng Qi's thoughts were racing, his heart skipped a beat, and he had an inexplicable foreboding feeling. He was as surprised as everyone else in the mourning hall. Master Yun Jiu, who was surprised and suspicious, came to the door.
In a few moments, Ji Hao walked in with his head held high and his chest high, carrying a hint of lofty and leisurely aura, creating vitality. Everyone's breath was stagnant, as if they saw a brand new world of heavens and worlds squeezed into this world.
With the sound of his footsteps, the entire mourning hall returned to silence, as if it was ushering in a new change and sending away the dust of the past.
Just the natural aura is enough to cause changes in the rules of the world and affect everyone's hearts and minds. They are immersed in it and suddenly see the mystery of "being".
He glanced around, with a hint of teasing and a smile, and looked at the forensic master played by Meng Qi, nodded slightly, and then walked into the arena greeted by Master Yun Jiu.
"What are you doing here, brother? Or is it a reincarnation mission related to something else? Could there be any changes in the situation?" The little monk's heart moved slightly, and he was keenly aware of something, but at the moment he was a forensic master disguised as the Poison-Handed Demon Lord.
There should be no unnecessary movements.
"I just want to understand the Overlord's Blade with peace of mind, why is it so difficult!" Meng Qi shouted in his heart. On the surface, he remained calm and returned a salute, which did not attract anyone's attention.
He suddenly stiffened, because the message Ji Hao sent him was not a big secret, but a joke, which almost made him break his guard.
"Hey, little Mencius has returned to his old profession and plans to cultivate both Buddhism and Taoism."
"I knew that this guy must be the one with the unknown premonition!" This time it was just a normal disguise. Meng Qi didn't dare to use the 89th transformation again, lest Madam Baihua and Yingning would doubt his true identity.
identity.
But Ji Hao saw through the double vest, recognized his true identity, and made fun of his bald image.
Ji Hao has no doubt about this. In terms of vest and armor, he is still a younger brother, let alone cheating.
After knowing each other for so many years, Meng Qi also understood that Ji Hao is a pure and happy person.
He wouldn't care if Meng Qi's identity was exposed, because he had the ability to deflect all accidents.
Just like now, Meng Qi wants to go to the Fairyland to learn the Overlord's Sword. By chance, Ji Hao gets interested and flips the table. He will probably take Meng Qi directly to learn the Overlord's Sword to make up for Meng Qi's losses.
Although this will not cause any loss to Meng Qi and the purpose is accomplished, it is very annoying.
Following closely behind were He Jiu and the old man with yellowed hair. He Xiu was extremely cold and stern. This was the master He Jiu brought to Donghai Jianzhuang on the way. To shake up the scene, although Ji Hao was powerful, he was a
A simple fun person, not involved in fighting, just looking for fun.
Well, let’s have some fun with the Supreme Being.
After all, he, Donghai Jianzhuang, is the eldest brother of the Yun family, so he still has to control his appearance.
The three of them walked to the mourning hall to express their condolences to the deceased Mr. Yun.
As for Wu Hengjian, who provided them with information, he hid in the dark to avoid being intercepted.
Ji Hao quietly watched Meng Qi display what he had learned from Buddhism. He had just realized the general outline of the Tathagata Divine Palm. At this moment, Meng Qi said that there was nothing wrong with Master Zhending.
"The water here is very deep." Ji Hao looked at the condolences of He Jiu and others, his mind relaxed, and he noticed some too 'natural' atmosphere in the surroundings.
Especially outside the hospital, there is a hint of the spirit of the Divine Volume Clan, which can be hidden from everyone, and naturally it cannot be hidden from Ji Hao, who has mastered the secret of "being". With his current state, unless the true innate holiness is here, otherwise the bloodline will not be hidden.
Mysteries are not worth mentioning in front of his creation.
He looked away and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, which meant something inexplicable.
At this time, He Jiu was conversing with several members of the Yun family, and no one around him could join in. This was considered a separate matter.
Donghai Jianzhuang is divided into five major branches, taking turns to take charge of the village. However, the He family has been in great difficulty since He Liu, and has always held the position of the owner of the village. The old man with yellow hair, Huang Taichong, is another branch of "Wanjianyuan".
"The leader of the clan, a powerful person on the Earth Ranking.
Although the Yun family is dependent on Donghai Jianzhuang, it is highly independent and is not a pure vassal. If Donghai Jianzhuang unreasonably interferes in the internal affairs of their family, it will easily trigger a backlash and create rifts that other forces can take advantage of.
"You slowly chant sutras to achieve transcendence, and I'll go out and take a look." Ji Hao looked back and said.
Meng Qi: Congested (′-w?`)
I opened my mouth and wanted to say that I have not been a monk for many years, but after looking at my clothes, I thought of the reincarnation mission again.
"Oh, by the way, let's talk about eggplant!" Ji Hao turned around and raised something like a brick.
Meng Qi subconsciously raised his head and heard Kacha's voice.
If others don't know it, how can he not be familiar with it?
That is clearly Nokia.
The Six Paths bully me. Even Mr. Pei wants to join in the fun. Don’t wait for me to attain the Dharmakaya.
I will endure it again and again!
If you can't bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore!
"I almost forgot that I still have a golden finger."
He got this Nokia by fishing in the heavens.
In the golden finger space, there are still a lot of useless things, such as Gatling Bodhisattva and Potato Thunder.
In his current state, they are all useless waste, but today's situation made him realize it.
There is no such thing as rubbish fishing, only rubbish fish.
An ordinary Nokia actually recorded the dark history of the future Yuanshi Tianzun.
In this way, Meng Qi has another reason to achieve success on the other side, and that is to delete his dark history.
Supervise Meng Qi’s growth by one!
"Well, I am indeed extremely meritorious!"
"I believe that Xiao Meng will definitely be grateful to me in the future."
After he finished expressing his condolences, he chatted with Master Yun Jiu for a while, and then followed several sect talkers who left the mourning hall through the pavilion and came to a courtyard.
Mr. Yun's condolences have just begun, so there is no need to stay for too long. The Yun family has also prepared many guest rooms for everyone to rest.
"Senior, I'll take the first step." Several speakers from the Jiangzhou sect raised their hands and saluted. The one who mastered came first. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a senior. He can't be called Tianzun. If he is called Evil King, there is something wrong with it. Anyway,
They are all decent people.
Bid farewell to Ji Hao and went to the guest room to rest.
With the arrival of Donghai Jianzhuang in advance, their things have been reduced a lot, so they can just be spectators.
Ji Hao nodded in response and followed the induction to a stream. He stood there alone and did not leave. He just looked at the trickling stream in front of him, as if he was waiting for something.
Wow~
The water in this stream is clear and transparent, with waves flowing past it, bringing with it a unique coolness.
One breath, ten breaths, one hundred breaths
Ji Hao's eyes never changed. The oppressive force around him gradually became heavier, as if even this small world had been cut off. The principles of law became easier, the years stagnated, and even the stream slowly solidified.
puff!
"Are you aware of my presence?"
At this moment, the water overflowed from the creek, immersing the nearby areas in a layer of shallow water. Water mist appeared all around, and the power of the water between the sky and the earth suddenly increased, bringing a terrifying and heavy humidity.
.
The stream suddenly turned blue, and the water droplets condensed, turning into a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe. He had an old-fashioned appearance and a rather monstrous appearance. The monstrous man had a kind of aloof superiority, as if
The gods are looking down at the humble people, and the higher beings are looking at the tiny reptiles.
He had blue blood flowing all over his body, and his face was arrogant and slightly unexpected.
"Shui Zujuan tribe, blue-blooded people?" Ji Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had seen something interesting, full of exploration and amusement.
"It seems like we have to pick up the path of creation again."
"I wonder if dissecting the water ancestral scroll can reveal the innate divine nature?!" Ji Hao seemed to be looking at a prey.
No, just looking at the prey, Ji Hao regarded the dharma body as his real prey, let alone a mere blue-blooded person.
Such a look is undoubtedly very painful, at least this middle-aged blue-blooded man cannot bear it.
"Despicable lower-class creatures, our clan is a god! How dare you look directly at the gods!" The proud blue-blooded man was furious, and bursts of water rose up and surrounded the surroundings.
The water overflowed out of the creek, immersing the nearby land in a layer of shallow water. Water mist appeared all around, and the power of the water between the sky and the earth suddenly increased, bringing a terrifying and heavy moisture.
Ji Hao was indifferent and silently watched him tossing around. The water in his body did not move at all, and even the power of water around him was drained away, dominated by him.
"How is it? Is the blood boiling, no longer belonging to oneself, and cannot be controlled?" The blue-blooded man felt a perverted pleasure, as if he enjoyed this kind of killing or control process. His hands had secretly formed seals at some point, and his body
There are light blue ripples swaying around it.
The words are filled with a sense of superiority. If it were an ordinary location here, it would be dizzy, and it would be impossible to even make a move. People of this level would suffer a big loss!
Such a group of people can even rely on this magical power to defeat powerful men in higher realms and gain respect from those in the same realm.