"You, you, you...you can actually rejuvenate your youth?"
Monk Jie Chi was dumbfounded.
He gloated for a long time, proudly watching Zhao Mu die in front of him, and was already ready to cheer for victory.
As a result, not only did Zhao Mu not die, but he came back to life and was even more alive than before?
What's going on?
I've already climbed into bed, but you told me you're a man?
You don't want to be so playful, do you?
Who do you hate?
Monk Jie Chi is going crazy.
What's more important is that he has been practicing in the world of immortality for hundreds of years, and he has never heard of anyone who has become old and rejuvenated despite being devastated.
Is this a dream?
Or is the poor monk dazzled?
Monk Jiezhi's face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Zhao Mu: "Xiao Niuzi, do you have some unique elixir in your body that can help you live a second life?"
"If you say yes, then that's it."
Zhao Mu smiled: "Old bald donkey, let me ask you again, do you think you should break through the soul refining realm first and break free from the restrictions, or should I refine the magic weapon first and kill you?"
Monk Jie Chi gritted his teeth, feeling solemn as never before.
Yes, he is not confident anymore.
Previously, he thought that Zhao Mu's lifespan was limited, and he was sure that Zhao Mu would not be able to let the treasure claim its owner, so he always acted as if he had a winning chance and was not nervous at all.
But now the situation is completely different.
Since Zhao Mu has lived out his second life, with his cultivation at the Life Palace realm, he has gained another five hundred years of life.
Even if he continues to use the Tianji Compass to accelerate Zhao Mu's lifespan tenfold, it will still take another fifty years before Zhao Mu is consumed to death again.
Fifty years is definitely enough time for Zhao Mu to complete the refining of that treasure.
What's more, what if there's not enough time?
He was really not sure whether Zhao Mu had any other elixir that would allow him to live another third, fourth, or even fifth life.
So at this moment, Monk Jie Chi felt more nervous than ever before, and he no longer felt as relaxed as before.
"Huh, Little Niu Noi, it is indeed surprising to me that you can survive the second life, but to say that, you have a chance to kill me is simply ridiculous."
"I want to see if you, poor monk, have the ability to refine that treasure."
Monk Jie Chi spoke very forcefully, but his face was extremely pale.
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stepped up his practice, not daring to waste even a moment anymore.
Zhao Mu smiled slightly and had no intention of continuing to ridicule.
Instead of wasting time taunting him, he wanted to make the nine-colored glass lamp recognize its owner as soon as possible, and then directly kill the monk Jie Chi.
Time flies by, and another twenty years have passed.
For twenty years, Zhao Mu continued to release his desires and let the nine-color glass lamp absorb them to his heart's content.
In this process of release and absorption, Zhao Mu felt that his mind was becoming more and more in tune with the nine-color glass lamp.
That feeling, as if both parties gradually have a common goal, is very mysterious.
Finally, one day, Zhao Mufu came to his heart, and suddenly a stream of pure Yang mana surged out of his body, filling the air toward the nine-colored glass lamp above.
The nine-color light of the nine-color glass lamp also suddenly shrank and turned into a beam of light, which just covered Zhao Mu's magic power.
Under the guidance of the nine-color light pillar, all of Zhao Mu's magic power entered the nine-color glazed lamp.
In an instant, a sense of intimacy of flesh and blood arose spontaneously, and Zhao Mu found that he could perfectly control the nine-color glass lamp.
It feels like using the palm of your hand to do whatever you want.
"Finally, it was successful."
Zhao Mu took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.
In the front, the monk Jie Chi is still practicing hard, and the aura on his body is stronger than it was twenty years ago.
But it is obvious that Monk Jie Chi has not yet broken through to the Soul Refining Realm.
Zhao Mu even had a vague feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with Monk Jie Chi's practice.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been too impatient in recent years.
At this time, the aura of the monk Jie Chi became a little disordered, which was a precursor to becoming possessed.
"Sure enough, a stable state of mind is the foundation of spiritual practice."
Zhao Mu shook his head and raised his hand gently.
The nine-colored glass lamp was summoned, turned twice in the air, and fell directly into his hand.
At the same time, the restraint that imprisoned the monk Jie Mo disappeared in an instant.
The monk Jie Chi suddenly woke up with a start, his eyes were bloodshot, and he even looked like a wild beast losing his mind and being crazy.
Is this guy really obsessed?
Zhao Mu played with the nine-colored glass lamp in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Old bald donkey, it seems that I won after all."
Monk Jie Chi raised his teeth and stared at Zhao Mu with his red eyes: "No, you didn't win, it was the poor monk who won. Even if you haven't broken through to the Soul Refining Realm, the poor monk can still kill you."
He slowly stood up, and behind him, a six-foot-tall Buddha statue also stood up slowly following his movements.
The Buddha statue is solemn in appearance, with hands clasped together and words recited in its mouth.
In an instant, the majestic chanting sound resounded throughout the underground palace, as if the surroundings had turned into a paradise.
Zhao Mu looked around and found that he had left the underground palace and appeared in a peaceful and peaceful world.
There is no war, no disease, and no pain in this world.
Everyone living here has smiles on their faces, as if no one is sad.
"Such a world is too false. Joy, anger, sorrow, old age, illness, and death are the normal state of the world. Although it is beautiful to be immersed in happiness forever, it is actually just a life controlled by others. How can there be such a thing as bliss?"
Zhao Mu shook his head lightly, raised his hand slightly, and the glass lamp radiated bright nine-color brilliance, instantly breaking the illusion around him.
The underground palace reappeared, and monk Jie Chi was still standing in front.
"What's wrong with the Paradise? That's the world that everyone longs for. If you don't believe in the Paradise, you are disobeying the Buddha. The poor monk will send you to the Paradise now to make amends to the Buddha."
The monk's eyes became bloodier and redder.
He suddenly pointed his left hand to the sky and his right hand to the earth, and declared the Buddha's name: "I am the only one in heaven and earth!"
"Amitabha!"
Behind the monk Jie Chi, the six-foot-tall Buddha statue simultaneously emitted the magnificent sound of the Buddha.
The next moment, the bright golden Buddha light filled the underground palace, turned into a huge palm, and grabbed Zhao Mu fiercely.
"Calf nose, go to hell!"
The monk Jie Chi roared ferociously.
"Is this the Dharma of the Living Tathagata?"
Zhao Mu murmured to himself.
The most powerful exercises in Sansheng Chanyuan are past methods, present world methods and future methods.
And what Monk Jie Mo is using now is the "Tathagata Dharma of the Present World".
Legend has it that when the Buddha Sakyamuni was born, he pointed his left hand to the sky and his right hand to the earth, and shouted: "I am the only one in heaven and earth."
Therefore, the "Tathagata Method of the Present World" is also the most powerful among the three techniques. With Monk Jie Chi's current cultivation level, its power is almost as powerful as that of ordinary soul refining masters.