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Chapter 775 Daoist Pure Land, Vision?

"Ling Zun, do you want to continue?"

Peacock Manman re-manifested the human Dharma, landed in front of Xiao Mo and asked quietly, she was really not stupid, she knew that the Holy Ancestor was at an important juncture and could not be disturbed.

Xiao Mo looked at her speechlessly. Do you still want to ask?

"Just stay here and guard me with all your heart, and don't let anyone get close."

The female peacock raised her little fist: "Well, Manman will never let anyone get close. My mother said that Manman is very powerful!"

Xiao Mo touched his forehead helplessly. This kid is not stupid, but... he is really stupid.

At the same time, the trio of masters and apprentices at the foot of the mountain were unclear about the situation and did not dare to act rashly. Instead, they whispered to each other in low voices.

"Master, that man is obviously enlightening. This is an excellent opportunity. If we kill him now, we have a great chance of winning!" The young male disciple said in a suppressed voice. He wanted to feel proud and proud, so his desire to fight was extremely urgent.

After hearing this, the fat man felt as if his butt was burned by fire. He raised his hand and slapped her again, shouting in a low voice: "Kill your mother, kill it. If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute, you know?"

The male disciple was very aggrieved and angry. The other female disciple couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Master, why do you always let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige?"

The fat man also knew that he still had to maintain his image in the minds of his disciples, so he explained in a low voice: "What do you know? The Peacock Saint Clan has a very close relationship with my brother, the Emperor of Heaven. It's hard for me to take action against them, and the person on the top of the mountain looks vaguely familiar to me.

It may be a terrifying taboo existence that has survived from ancient times to the present!"

"What's a taboo from ancient times to now?" The two apprentices widened their eyes and seemed shocked, but then their words suddenly changed. They blinked at the same time and said seriously: "Master, you also claim to be such a person, but it seems like

It’s not that scary.”

"You know what a fool!"

The fat man was obviously a little angry, and he scolded him mercilessly: "You have no idea what kind of era it was in the ancient times. Have you ever seen someone raising a group of phoenixes like chickens, waiting to eat eggs every day? Have you seen it last for several eras?

Have you ever seen the Great Reckoning of Darkness that makes even the Immortal King tremble? Have you ever seen the scene where the Supreme Beings are as numerous as dogs and the True Immortals are walking all over the ground? Have you ever seen the unparalleled genius who kills the Immortal Immortal King with the mortal body of a monk? Have you ever seen the one who is born sacred and has a big heart?

Is the Supreme Bone or the half-life God-given Dao Mark innately sacred? None of you have seen it, and Master, I have not only seen it, but I have also experienced it personally, leaving a rich trace in that magnificent era!"

It was originally meant to be a scolding, but in the end, it couldn't help but take a strange turn and turned into self-praising.

The male disciple shook his head and sighed: "Master, you have said these words many times, but they are too untrue and cannot be believed. What kind of dark reckoning, innately sacred, chicken-raising fairy king is nothing more, at least in theory it still exists

Possible, but the most egregious thing is to kill the Immortal King in a state that is not an immortal. How is that possible? It is impossible for such a character to exist."

The female disciple then added: "The key is that Master, you are just talking empty words and can't find any evidence. We have dug so many ancient tombs and big tombs, but we haven't found anything to prove these words. Even your brother, the Emperor of Heaven,

Whether it exists or not is a mystery.”

"Who said I have no evidence?" The fat man raised his head and snorted coldly: "The one on the top of the mountain is the evidence of living!"

Both of them were surprised at the same time: "How do you say that?"

The fat man said quietly: "You think it is impossible for someone to kill the Immortal King with a non-immortal body. He is the one."

"This...if this is true, what will he transform into if he survives in this life?!!!" The two disciples felt cold and creepy. This is too scary. The legend is the same thing.

It's a completely different story when the legendary thing actually appears in front of you.

The two of them calmed down a little and said hurriedly: "Master, let's leave quickly."

"If you don't leave, it's not easy for me as a teacher to meet old friends from ancient times. Naturally, I have to reminisce about the past. How can I just walk away casually?" The fat monk stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a master from this world.

The two apprentices are about to cry. Although you are from the same era as the ancient times, you are not at the same level at all, okay? People were able to kill the Immortal King in the ancient times, but you? Now you are not even the Supreme. The gap is so big.

What else is there to reminisce about?

"Master, judging from the situation just now, they don't seem to be very friendly. Let's leave first. It's not too late to find opportunities to reminisce in the future."

"You don't have to be afraid. It would be great if it was really that person. We will definitely not be in danger." The fat man waved his hand, disapproving of the disciples' fear.

"Why?"

"Because he is the master of the Emperor of Heaven! And the Emperor of Heaven is my brother, so speaking of it, I can be regarded as half of his disciples. It is appropriate to pay homage to him. I think it was only the master who ordered the Peacock Clan to test me before.

This junior is just testing me." The fat man looked proud, as if he considered himself a disciple of the emperor, without any shame.

At this time, his two apprentices finally stopped opposing him, and they both breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with those illusory ancient myths, they were more concerned about their own wealth and life.

Afterwards, they greeted each other respectfully at the foot of the mountain several times, but received no response, which aroused Xiao Mo's resentment. After a cold snort, the three of them immediately did not dare to say anything anymore and waited obediently.

But waiting around is not their style, so the voices or whispers never stopped from beginning to end.

Here, Qin Changfeng seemed to have entered a mysterious realm with his soul. There were densely intertwined mysterious lines, the true and false destiny, void, cause and effect, and the law of death filled the air endlessly.

These lines are his magical war lines. Under his inspiration, these war marks are undergoing mysterious and unspeakable changes every moment.

Sometimes they merge with each other and turn into a single battle pattern, sometimes they manifest separately and condense into the substantial Void Rain Arrow, the Immortal Tower on the Other Side, the Infinite Holy Moon, the Shura Blood Sun, etc.

Obviously, this is the process by which the War Pattern Vision was born. Qin Changfeng could not rely on any external force and could only rely on himself.

Moreover, this process is not completely under his control. He can guide the general direction during the enlightenment, but what the vision will eventually become is still affected by the rules of the great road.

I don't know how much time passed, but I could only see the sun rising and setting, and the moon waxing and waning.

Qin Changfeng was silent in the epiphany of this vision. Xiao Mo had long been accustomed to waiting, while Little Peacock sat with his hands on his head and looked at the Saint Ancestor brother and giggled. Sometimes he suddenly woke up and quickly stopped his smile, as if

The Holy Ancestor's words about maintaining the majesty of a strong man and not laughing foolishly rang out, but it didn't take long for him to laugh habitually silly again.

The masters and disciples at the bottom of the mountain were always waiting and refused to leave. The fat man was actually not sure whether the one on the top of the mountain was the Imperial Master. After all, he had never seen his appearance. He could not be 100% sure by just relying on his breath and body shape.

, but he will not give up as long as there is a slight chance.

He must seize this opportunity tightly, because he has been alone for too long in order to find traces of his old friends from that era. It is too difficult to feel that a person has an unforgettable past but cannot find a familiar old friend in his memory in the whole world.

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When they were bored, they still passed the time by bickering. At this time, they heard the male disciple sigh: "Master, what I don't understand is...since you are also the unparalleled genius in the ancient times, with the supreme killing array engraved in your body, and

The Imperial Master was even a brother to the Emperor of Heaven for one era, but how come there was such a big difference in the end?"

The fat Taoist priest's face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, but it only passed away briefly. After all, once you are thick-skinned to a certain level, it becomes extremely simple to hide your inner feelings.

"You don't understand, this is related to a shocking layout that has continued since ancient times and will continue for several major eras. I am one of the most critical people, so I was buried during the ancient times, until

It was only dug out in this life."

When he said this, his tone was indifferent and his expression was arrogant. It was difficult to tell the truth for a while, and soon the two young apprentices no longer had the intention to pay attention to this, because changes finally appeared on the top of the mountain that had been silent for a long time.

boom!

There was just a roar, and all the strange sights surrounding Qin Changfeng's body exploded into pieces, turning into endless light symbols that circled and danced around him.

Each of these light symbols contains the principles of the Great Dao. When viewed individually, they are not very complicated and profound, but when they are combined under the guidance of some mysterious and unknown rules, they immediately undergo an astonishing transformation.

In the blink of an eye, all the light symbols gathered with six light points as the core, turning into six stunning immortal seals, some like flying feathers, some like real dragons, some like immortal towers... There is no doubt that it is Qin Chang

The six natal immortal seals of wind.

However, these are all things that have already existed and seem to have nothing to do with the war pattern phenomenon?

The next moment, the six immortal seals exploded and turned into Taoist talismans all over the sky again. They were all messed up and spread out in the void outside Qin Changfeng. Against the backdrop of the vast and empty sky, they twinkled like countless stars.

That place became the pure land of Tao Talisman, and Qin Changfeng in the center was the Tao Talisman Master!

As he raised his hand and pointed, a certain part of these Taoist symbols gathered and evolved around an order node as before. In an instant, a Taoist millstone transformed from the three thousand illusion worlds suddenly appeared in the world, rumbling.

Ming.

It floated in the void without launching an attack, but even if it just turned quietly and quietly, it made the world tremble, as if the world was about to turn upside down, and the sound was extremely frightening.

Xiao Mo on the side showed a rare look of surprise, not because of the power of this great millstone, but because it was Liu Shen's signature magical power. She had used it in the battle with the Corpse Immortal Emperor, and she still remembered it vividly after seeing it with her own eyes.

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Moreover, she knew better that although Qin Changfeng had obtained such magical power, he had never practiced it, and it was impossible to display this magical power without the foundation of the three thousand illusory worlds on which Liu Shen's true and false dependence depended.

But now, Qin Changfeng actually presented it perfectly with a piece of tiny Taoist talisman. Both the aura and the power were extremely pure!

Could this be the power of his vision, and the Taoist pure land flying all over the sky like twinkling stars is his war pattern vision?


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