A nervous look appeared in Kong Lanyou's eyes, realizing that something was wrong.
Chi Yao stared deeply at Zhang Ruochen, smiled sarcastically, shook her head and sighed: "This is why you made me swear an oath? Brother Chen, do you think I will listen to you?"
"I know that the oath cannot bind you. You also tampered with the oath and played word games."
Zhang Ruochen said: "But, this is the inner space of "The Sixth Patriarch's Buddhist Explanation of Zen Pictures", and it is my world. Do you think that I can't bear to come to this Bodhi tree and lie in the spring of life? Is it really just that I am here?"
Healing? I am using my mental power to explore this world and figure out whether I can suppress you in this world."
After a pause, he said: "If you are not allowed to keep your oath, I can only take strong measures."
When he said these words, Zhang Ruochen cut his wrist again and sprinkled the blood into the golden Buddha soil.
Suddenly, more Sanskrit characters emerged from this world, appearing around Chi Yao, imprisoning her inside.
Zhang Ruochen's martial arts cultivation has indeed been abolished, but when he passed through the divine tribulation, his mental power reached the seventy-second level. With such a strong mental power, in the "Sixth Patriarch's Zen Picture", he
It is certain to imprison Chi Yao.
Chi Yao ignored the Sanskrit words around him, and the sarcasm on his face became stronger, saying: "In the abyss of darkness, you taught me a truth. No matter what the reason is, being hurt by the person you love most is the most uncomfortable.
By forcing your own will on me, aren't you hurting me? Have you forgotten the truth you said? "
"I haven't forgotten! But, isn't what I want to do now the same thing we had already discussed eighteen hundred years ago? At that time, we actually knew that only one person could cultivate the complete "Ming King Sutra"
, the other person has to pay and fulfill." Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Ruochen is willing to sacrifice himself to fulfill her, how could Chi Yao not be moved?
Nothing can better illustrate that she has an unparalleled weight in Zhang Ruochen's heart. Any man who makes such a sacrifice for a woman is an expression of true love and the most sincere show of love in the world.
She should be happy.
But, I can't be happy.
This is what she expected, but not what she wanted.
Crystal tears appeared in Chi Yao's eyes, and she said: "I am practicing Xujuan. Only I can help you, but you can't. Eighteen hundred years ago, I won and you lost. You have to live well.
You have no other choice."
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "Actually, the holy monk has never said that only the virtual volume can complete the real volume. Everything is our own understanding. We think that only the virtual can complete the real. In fact, the real can also complete the virtual."
"Now, my divine source and sea of energy are shattered, and my path forward is cut off. In this case, of course it is me who will help you."
Chi Yao shook her head vigorously, tears falling from her eyes and hanging on her crystal-clear face.
She mobilized the divine energy in her body, and colorful divine light escaped from her body. However, the Sanskrit characters suspended in the space fell on her like talismans, suppressing her so that she could not move.
This is the power of the Sixth Patriarch and the Holy Monk Sumeru. She is not a mid-level god who can fight against it.
A smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's pale and sickly face, and he said: "Yao Yao, why are you so emotional? It's just teaching the skills, not a separation between life and death. Did the holy monk say that after the skills are taught, the other person will definitely die?
?”
Chi Yao calmed down a little and said: "The holy monk said that once we practice the "Thirty-Three Heavens", it means separation. Isn't the meaning obvious enough?"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "You have not understood the true meaning of the Holy Monk. What the Holy Monk means is that the one who practices the "Thirty-Three Heavens" is very likely to become a strong man like Fudo Mingwang in the future, with
A long life. And the other one, because he has lost his cultivation due to the transmission of kung fu, his life will not last long. This is the true meaning of separation!"
"But, I am a spiritual god! And I am very talented in spiritual power. Even if I pass on my skills to you, I can still survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui. I may even become a being like the Supreme Being, and my lifespan will not be much less than yours.
.The holy monk still made miscalculations after all, and he underestimated me."
Chi Yao showed a doubtful look and said: "Is this really true?"
"This is my guess! But don't you think this is the fact?"
Zhang Ruochen added: "Actually, even if I teach you the skills, I still have the opportunity to continue practicing martial arts. Just like the Blood Spirit Immortal, even if he falls into the realm many times, he can still practice to the divine realm again. I can also find a way."
Chi Yao said: "The technique practiced by Blood Spirit Immortal is special, it is the immortal blood silkworm, and the foundation of martial arts has not been destroyed, so it can be rebuilt naturally. But your Qi sea was wiped out by Qingzu, and even a new Qi sea cannot be born.
How can I practice martial arts again after I come out?"
"Really? I don't know that!"
How could Zhang Ruochen not know?
The world only knows the Blood Spirit Immortal, but they don’t know that there are many monks who practice immortal blood silkworms, but only three of them have achieved enlightenment. After the rest of the cultivators are killed, they are really dead! After their cultivation is abolished, they can no longer achieve it.
The Great Saint Realm, let alone the Divine Realm.
Out of an unknown number of people, only one Blood Spirit Immortal emerged.
Just like Zhang Ruochen went to the "Singularity Point" in the beginning to practice the first-level holy will. His body and soul were turned into particles. It is not that he will be able to reunite his body. It is just that when the time, place and people are all available, he can create a hundred million
It’s just a one in 10,000 chance.
But Zhang Ruochen couldn't say these words.
Because he wanted to convince Chi Yao, he added: "Although Qingzu is strong, Taishifu may have a way to help me restore the sea of qi. Besides, there are countless mysterious skills in the world, and sea of qi may not be necessary to practice martial arts. Retreat
In ten thousand steps, if you are practicing the "Thirty-Three Heavens", why should I still practice martial arts?"
"Are you sure it won't be life-threatening?" Chi Yao said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I have refined Bai Cang Blood and Earth, and I have also cultivated to the point of absolute physical transformation, and even spiritual power. How powerful is my life force? How can there be any danger in just passing on the skills?"
"Okay! In that case, I will practice "Thirty-Three Heavens". One of us will practice martial arts, the other will practice spiritual power, and we will fight for a future together."
Chi Yao naturally did not believe Zhang Ruochen easily and said: "Go back to Kunlun Realm first."
"Why?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Chi Yao said: "Your divine source has been broken, and the tenth level of the sky has collapsed. Only by re-condensing the divine source and reshaping the sky can we pass on the power. We must ask the Supreme Being for help. Besides, for such a big thing as passing on the power,
How can you not have a strong protector around you?"
Chi Yao used a delaying strategy, first stabilizing Zhang Ruochen and tricking him back into the Kunlun Realm. It would not be too late to make a decision after asking the Supreme Leader for advice and confirming that Zhang Ruochen's life would not be endangered if he passed on the skills.
Make a promise to trust each other and not deceive each other.
But, who in the world can do it?
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were focused, and he looked at the golden vortex suspended above the mirror platform, and said: "Actually, I don't need to trouble the Supreme Being, I can reshape the tenth level of the universe myself. Have you forgotten? I am a spiritual god!"
Zhang Ruochen jumped up and landed on the Mirror Stage.
In an instant, my mind is as calm as a flat lake, and thousands of distracting thoughts do not disturb my mind.
The powerful mental power was released, wrapping the golden vortex, pulling it downwards, and gathering it between his hands.
In the Tongtian River, wisps of divine soul mist were directly inhaled into Zhang Ruochen's body. The broken tenth layer of the sky was slowly reshaped under the control of his powerful mental power.
No one understands how the ten-layered universe is constructed better than him, and only he can perfectly reshape it.
Chi Yao did not expect that Zhang Ruochen was actually reshaping his cultivation, and said: "No! We must go back to Kunlun Realm first. We are teaching our skills here. If there is too much movement, the gods in the nearby star field will be disturbed."
"No! This is the scroll world, a corner of the Sixth Patriarch's Buddha world. Who can sense this... huh?"
Zhang Ruochen frowned and asked, "Where is the star field we are in now?"
Chi Yao didn't know why Zhang Ruochen suddenly asked such a question, and said: "The Golden Burial White Tiger and I crossed most of the hell realm and chased into the Santu River before we came here. The Santu River is full of ancient secrets, not only horizontal
It crosses the realm of hell, and there are many space roads that connect the entire universe. Now, it’s hard to say which star field we are in. "
"What happened?" she asked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The formation you set up outside has been attacked. It is a god-level power. Go out and take a look first!"
…
This saint's ruins are located on a desolate rocky planet.
At this moment, there were two figures standing outside the ruins.
One of them had a lot of blood in his body and a pair of wings growing on his back. Although he was in the shape of a human, he had an eagle head.
The other one is a god with a human face.
They are all gods, and they are not ordinary true gods. Their bodies are surrounded by regular divine patterns.
The one who launched an attack into the ruins just now was the eagle-headed god, and what he struck was a spherical supreme holy weapon.
"What a powerful formation. It seems that the news sold by the thief is true. There is indeed a fluctuation of divine power in this star field. It is very possible that Zhang Ruochen really escaped here." The eagle-headed god took back the spherical supreme holy artifact and
So said.
The human-faced god said: "The news that the thief is selling only says that there is a fluctuation of gods here, but it does not say that it must be Zhang Ruochen. What if there is a great god inside and happens to pass by this star field? Wouldn't we offend him?
Are you in big trouble? Are there many monks who have been tricked by the thief?"
"Isn't that true?"
There was a look of fear and regret in the eyes of the eagle-headed god.
The human-faced god complained: "I told you, first pretend to be passing by and go to pay a visit. It won't be too late to take action after confirming the identity of the gods in the formation, but you are still impulsive!"
In formation.
The dilapidated stone temple appears from the scroll of "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen".
Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao, and the Golden Burial White Tiger walked out of the stone hall and looked at the two demon gods outside.
"Why did two monster gods appear? Could it be that they went from a certain space road in the Santu River to a distant star field, left the hell world, and came to the southern universe?" Zhang Ruochen said.
The southern universe of Heaven is the star field where the major demon clans are entrenched.