"The technique practiced by the young monk is called the 'White Bone Original Vow Sutra'."
"It can also be called Hinayana Sutra, but it is the method of self-salvation."
"However, it is extremely difficult to learn the meaning of this sutra. You have to break the precepts to induce the demonic mind to turn into a demonic mind, and use the demonic mind to cultivate the body of pure glass and white bones." Juefa recited the Buddha's name softly, and did not continue to talk to Tushanjun about the inner meaning of the technique.
The meaning of the sutra cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.
And because the scriptures are secrets that are not passed down, Juefa cannot explain the advantages and disadvantages of his own techniques to others.
Wouldn't this be exposing one's trump card to others?
Even if Juefa agrees, it is impossible for Baigu Temple to be willing.
There must be restrictions on the disciples just like the Wanfa Sect, so that even if they are in an unconscious state, they will not reveal all the hidden skills.
Hearing what the monk said, Tushanjun suddenly understood.
No wonder the man from the Corpse Demon Sect exclaimed, ‘Breaking Monk’. The look on his face was enough to show that monks who practice this type of technique are relatively rare and cannot be found everywhere.
There is a way to follow good deeds as if they were ascending, and to follow evil deeds as if they were collapsing.
It is easy for a Buddha to become a demon, but it is as difficult to transform a demon into a Buddha as it is to ascend to heaven.
"Monk, there's a big problem with this exercise you're practicing." Tu Shanjun's message fell on Juefa's ears.
There was no ridicule or teasing frivolity in his tone, but it was very solemn.
This is also the first time the monk has seen Tushanjun look so serious.
Juefa said frankly: "Yes!"
He did not hide that his skills were exquisite, but admitted the problems with them. After all, most Xuanmen skills are known for being gentle and gentle. If you practice step by step, even if you want to practice something wrong, it will be a big problem.
The trade-off is slowness.
The improvement of cultivation is slow, the growth of strength is slow, and the understanding of the state of mind is also slow.
But this method is the most stable method of cultivating immortals.
If nothing unexpected happens, one can become an immortal with such Taoist scriptures.
The auditory method gave him a rough idea, and Tu Shanjun was well-read, so he naturally understood the key to it right away.
The monk's original wish to cross body sutra needs to arouse the inner demon, turn the demonic intention into the demonic heart, and turn the inner demon calamity into his own help.
How to arouse inner demons?
For a monk, of course it is breaking the precepts.
In fact, breaking the precept is just the introduction.
"The person who created this technique is a great talent. Unfortunately, this technique has too many problems. Those with weak minds will fall into the devil's path, while those with a firm mind will not be able to transform Buddha into a demon..."
"Are all the methods of your White Bone Temple like this?"
"Most are fair and peaceful, only a very few are like this."
It should be so if you think about it. No matter how much you say that White Bone Temple is an orthodox sect, how could it possibly promote such an extreme method?
Of course, you can use it, but you can’t live without it.
Everything exists for a reason.
Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others can't do it either. Moreover, why can't 'I' succeed in it in the end?
Practitioners all talk about the saying, "Swallow a golden elixir, and from now on my fate will be determined by God." However, they all firmly believe that they are the chosen one.
Of course, if you don’t even believe in yourself, how can you talk about becoming an immortal? It’s better to pack up your bed early, live a prosperous life, and live a wonderful life for decades, so as not to become a victim on the road of pursuit.
Don’t you see, there are many withered bones on the road to immortality, and fierce ghosts are crying in the soul banner.
As he spoke, the billowing smoke and dust in the sky turned into a faint mist and spread.
The moon and stars are hidden in the fog.
The clear sky and the dark night are getting farther and farther away, but it seems to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, isolating the inside and outside.
The inner firefly lights and the colorful street gate dimmed.
Juefa stared at the figure in the clouds and mist reflecting the moon.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
A heavy sound came, and a huge horizontal jade bed appeared from the mist.
There are invisible monsters in all directions, holding beams on their shoulders, making loud noises with every step.
The demonic wind flows through the body, pulling out the slightest trace of mist.
A person stood up on the jade bed across the long street.
Dressed in gorgeous clothes, with thick flesh, a leopard's head and eyes, and a tiger's back and waist, he looks very rugged.
This is the king of Beihang Mountain City, the Tiger of the North.
"Tsk tsk."
Tu Shanjun clicked his tongue and said with some disappointment: "I thought he would look like some noble young master, but I didn't expect it to be Li Kui flamboyantly dressed in fancy clothes."
"Senior, who is Li Kui?"
"It's normal for you not to know."
Beidi Shanjun stood in front of the steps and looked at Juefa. Then he took out a portrait from his arms and compared it. His round eyes widened a bit: "It's you?!"
Juefa knew what the other person was holding without even looking. It must be a portrait of him.
In the Hugu Mountain group, the demons and ghosts inhabited by Qingling Qi have not been exterminated, but they cannot be expected to forget their appearance. They will definitely piece together the appearance of the monks and ghost cultivators.
Just like those posted in front of the city, they have a certain charm.
If you look more carefully, you can see that they are almost the same.
"Drumming!"
"Dong dong dong."
The demon drum trembled three times and six times, and the demon soldiers gathered.
Within a moment, thousands of little demons gathered around the tiger.
It’s really majestic.
All kinds of people have formed an army, and spirits and demons are mixed together. Although they seem to be a mob, their momentum is rising.
The sword is held horizontally in front of the body, and the eighteen kinds of weapons are changing.
The halberds stood upright like a forest, and the wings of the bird monster with feathers and arrows turned into long bows, standing on the houses of different heights on both sides of the long street.
It is not an exaggeration to say that a heavy army is pressing down on the territory.
If an ordinary monk entered such a monster den, even the bones and dregs would be swallowed clean.
And all the preparations were made to deal with a monk standing under the street with his hands clasped together.
"The young monk Jue Dharma has already heard the name of the tiger."
The Tiger Lord on the steps hummed and said: "I am the Tiger Lord under the Lord of the Great Black Mountain, and the leader of the monsters in the North. Monk, you can call me 'Chishan Lord'."
"Mr. Chishan?"
Tushanjun inside the banner smiled, this chi tiger is really quite virtuous.
Lord Chishan was silent for a while and then said: "Monk, please leave as soon as possible. I won't embarrass you, otherwise this will be the anniversary of your death."
The monk's aura was exposed just now, and of course he was surprised, so he arrived belatedly.
As soon as he arrived, he quickly called for demon soldiers and demon generals to recruit all the demons and horses that could be used to feel at ease.
But now, as he got closer, he realized that the monk's cultivation level was not as high as he thought, and he seemed to consume a lot of mana.
There is a 60 to 70 percent chance of winning, but there is still a possibility of failure after all.
Juefa shook his head and said: "Amitabha, this young monk cannot retreat so easily."
The task of eradicating evil is done, now that I have chosen to take action, uproot the entire demon nest and cover it in the northbound mountain.
Chihu was furious. On the one hand, he was worried about the monk's cultivation, and on the other hand, he was wary of the ghost cultivators who were traveling with the monk.
Now after waiting for so long, there is only one monk, and there is no trace of other ghost cultivators.
The timidity in his heart turned into anger, and he shouted angrily: "Monk is so bold, do you really think I am afraid of you?"
"Young men, whoever kills the monk will be rewarded with five hundred spiritual stones!"
As soon as these words came out, the group of monsters started to dance wildly, some screamed strangely, some danced, dignified, surprised, cold-eyed, violent, and turbulent...
"Ouch!"
"roar……"
"Kill the monk and eat the meat."
"..."
The little demons rushed up in a hurry.
When the order was given, the feathered bird monsters standing on the house were suddenly released like crossbows, and the feathers on their arms turned into arrows and whizzed through the wind.
The darkness was overwhelming, and arrows were raining down.
The feather arrows with mana attached are more like a net intertwined in the air.
Juefa sighed and didn't pay much attention to it.
Perform the soaring cloud and mist escape technique.
The ground is filled with white light.
In an instant, he had arrived in front of Chihu in front of the steps of the grand hall. His body of white bones wrapped in pure glazed water was pressing forward with powerful force.
Chihu's eyes widened.
He felt a strong wind coming, and the spiritual energy around him was cut off by the power of Jufa.
Moreover, the force of the palm turned into huge pressure, pressing down all the cold hair on his body. Even his three-dimensional face became flat, and his originally tied bun also fell apart.
A head of wild hair is flying in the cracking wind.
He even saw the palm prints on the monk's palm.
A thought flashed through my mind: "So strong!"
"boom!"
The monster mist receded, and the jade bed standing horizontally under the feet was torn into pieces, and even the monsters that were resisting the beam were blown away by the impact of the ripples.
The ground collapsed and the surrounding houses were reduced to rubble.
For a while, dust flew up, blocking most of the view.
However, these could not hide Chihu's figure at all. The man in Chinese clothes flew out of the fog and dust, flipped in mid-air, and a huge white tiger spun around a few times before landing on the ground.
"roar!"
For a moment, the tiger roared like a mountain shaking, then it roared again with all its might.
Lord Chishan transformed into a half-man, half-tiger, and the steaming demonic power moved the tiger's claws.
When the escape technique is used, the fog and clouds seem not to be separated.
It is said that the wind follows the tiger and the clouds follow the dragon.
Chihu is also a transformed spirit, so his speed is certainly not bad.
Coupled with the fact that he already had advantages in this area, he was able to compete with Jufa in a matter of seconds.
Jufa's body became transparent again, and his white bones were looming.
In close combat with Chihu, who had a monster body, he actually gained some advantages.
This is not surprising, Jue Fa originally followed the path of a pure glazed white bone body, and his physical body is even more powerful than the zombies of the Corpse Demon Sect.
No matter how strong the spirit monster's body is, there is still a gap between it and the disciples of the sect.
In just a few breaths, Chihu's expression was obviously different from the beginning.
The thought came to me: "We can't get entangled any longer."
When Chihu slapped the tiger's claws, his body completely transformed into a demon body, and his four legs landed on the ground. The tiger's tail, which was like a fine steel magic weapon, struck Juefa hard.
The sudden burst of waves swept away the surrounding buildings, turning everything in its path into ruins.
In the battle between these two foundation-building monks, even a small Qi-training demon would not be able to intervene.
If you are too close, you will easily be injured by the aftermath of the battle, or be killed by the stimulation of the spell. Therefore, after the fight begins, those with low cultivation will have already stayed away.
"Good opportunity."
"kill!"
Chishanjun opened his mouth.
A sinister ghost flew out of his mouth and turned into a sharp sword in mid-air to kill him.