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Six hundred and twentieth eight chapters day remnant change

This crazy dwarf demon cultivator is already at the True Spirit level, and ordinary methods may not be effective... Wuxu was thinking to himself while talking with the city lord and his wife.

Bang! There was a crisp sound. Mr. Xuan opposite seemed to have understood the conversation between his parents and Wuxu, and knowing that Wuxu had come to heal him, he slapped the stone table in front of him into two pieces with one palm, then rose into the air and pointed at Wuxu.

Xu said, "You little bald donkey, what are you capable of? How dare you come to cure this young master without being ashamed?" After saying this, he spit out a silver light from his mouth, a thin needle like a toothpick, and silently shot towards Wuxu's chest.

Come.

"Don't be rude to my son!" Upon seeing this, his mother reached out and snapped her fingers to fix the silver needle. At the same time, she said eagerly to Wu Xu, "Master, cast the spell quickly, my son's madness is about to happen again."

Mr. Xuan's face suddenly changed, half black and half white, even his two eyes were like a painted face in an opera. He flew upward again, reaching high in the sky, and the devilish energy from his body was released, and his whole body seemed to be walking.

In the darkness, the voice was thin and erratic, as if coming from through a deep tunnel, "If you can beat me like the old bald donkey last time, I will listen to the sutra again!"

So that's it. Wuxu understood immediately, and while flying up, he said, "I'll teach you after you win! That's how it should be! Two city lords, please wait and see."

The city lord and his wife who followed closely seemed to have known that this was going to happen, so they didn't say anything more. They just stepped back and jointly set up a barrier to prevent the fight from spreading to Cicheng below.

Awakening to the void, he sat down in the lotus position, connected with the sound conch of the sky and the sea, and the mandala Dharma Realm appeared behind him. In the middle of the Dharma Realm, there was a tall and majestic Dharma Appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata, surrounded by thousands of lights and blazing flames like clouds. This Dharma Appearance, followed by

Wuxu’s hands form a seal together.

Mr. Xuan, with his magic eyes firing, sneered, "It's this move again! Let's look at my red demon sword!" After saying that, he clasped his hands in front of his chest and slowly raised them up.

The demonic energy around him continued to surge towards his hands, gradually condensing into a demonic knife; by the time he raised his hands above his head, the demonic knife was already red, and it screamed like a baby, in the void.

It causes waves of fluctuations, just like the transmission of spiritual consciousness.

The boundless murderous intent came over in an instant and spread to Wuxu's Dharma Realm. Before Wuxu moved, the Great Sun Tathagata in the Dharma Realm suddenly recited mantras, and the Buddha's light rotated, dissolving the boundless murderous intent invisible.

"Kill!" Mr. Xuan shouted sharply, moved his hands forward and slashed out the magic knife.

In the Mandala Dharma Realm, the Great Sun Tathagata immediately sacrificed the Xuanyang stone bead, and clouds of flames formed a huge Buddha palm half a mountain high and flew out.

The Buddha's palm and the devil's sword dissipated one after another in the void.

Wuxu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "If you encounter heretics, you must surrender first if you protect and teach the Dharma." Then the sound conch from the sky attracted the power of all sentient beings' wishes, one palm after another, and struck out nine palms in a row. Each time

With every palm, Buddha's light shines and fierce flames fly.

Mr. Xuan only resisted two palms, and had no time to gather the so-called sincerity magic sword. He could only dodge left and right. He was in such a state of embarrassment that he finally had to admit defeat with a strange cry.

The Cicheng city lord and his wife who were watching the battle couldn't help but be stunned, as if they didn't expect that Wuxu would be so fierce and far better than Fangcai.

After a while, Wuxu and others landed in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion. A group of demon cultivators had already received the order and flew out from the City Lord's Mansion. They served all kinds of wine and food diligently. The City Lord and his wife were more enthusiastic than before. Mr. Xuan's expression was

Sitting there in embarrassment, saying nothing, only looking at Wuxu with cold eyes from time to time.

Sure enough, you can only preach after winning the battle. Wuxu still sat down, drank a few sips of fruit wine, and then asked, "Little monk Miaoxu, don't you know the names of the two city lords?"

"It turns out to be Master Miaoxu. I'm so glad to meet you!" The female demon cultivator spoke again this time, no longer using her spiritual consciousness to turn her voice into words. "My husband and I are Chang Qingmu and Luo Buhou of the Tiancan Sect.

.Young man Chang Xuan, I have offended you a lot. I hope Master will not take offense."

Chang Xuan, who was sitting aside, grinned and snorted coldly, "He's a great treasure, so he can't be considered a winner."

Wuxu laughed heartily, "Others teach the Dharma with respect, but when I come to you, it seems that it is the little monk who begs you."

"Xuan'er, don't mess around." The female demon Shura scolded her hastily.

Chang Xuan seemed to be angry and anxious. In desperation, he patted his head with both hands and spoke with his spiritual consciousness, "Who wants you to teach the Dharma? I am just practicing very fast and my state is a bit unstable. I need to adjust it."

That’s it!”

What he said seemed to be correct. Wuxu was speechless for a moment, so he could only smile again and said, "In this case, the young monk will recite a Buddhist sutra for you because of Master Yuanfa's cause and effect. Please follow me into the Dharma Realm.

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Chang Xuan shook his head, unwilling to enter the virtual Dharma Realm, "I won't go if I don't go, it looks really uncomfortable inside."

Wuxu was angry and funny. He really couldn't do anything about this crazy demon cultivator, so he shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, the young monk is here to solve the cause and effect."

In this case, Wuxu simply stopped using the sravaka method, just opened his mouth, recited the Heart Sutra once, and then left.

This made Chang Xuan roll his eyes and scream strangely. Chang Qingmu, Luo Buhou and his wife had no choice but to stop Wuxu with a wry smile, and asked Wuxu to do whatever it took to use Buddhist magical powers to heal Chang Xuan.

Wuxu sat down again and said to the couple, "Don't say that this is the realm of Tiancan Sect in the Demon Realm. There are also thousands of demon cultivators in Cicheng City below. If your noble son does not enter the Dharma Realm of the young monk, how can it be that the young monk displays his Buddhist magical powers and chants sutras and preaches in public?

Isn’t it disturbing public order? It could even be considered a provocation?”

"A mere True Spirit cultivator can be so arrogant!" Chang Xuan laughed so hard that his mouth watered.

Chang Qingmu, Luo Buhou and his wife were stunned for a moment, and then they realized what they were doing. They stopped Chang Xuan from being rude and told Wuxu that it was okay. Then they each sent out a stream of spiritual consciousness and headed straight for Cicheng below.

They walked around together. Then, they said to Wuxu, "The two of us have already sent out a message to inform everyone about the master's chanting here today."

As soon as he and his wife finished speaking, Cicheng below suddenly became quiet. Wuxu looked down and saw that many demonic cultivators in the city were looking up at the city lord's mansion. He also heard some demonic cultivators whispering to each other,

"The city lord and his wife have invited Buddhist cultivators to heal the young master's injuries again."

"Don't talk nonsense! The young master is not injured, but his state is unstable and needs some Buddhist tuning."

"That's right. When we practice magic, it is inevitable that we will be a little radical. Occasionally, we listen to Buddhist sounds and adjust ourselves. This is the teaching of the sect master."

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Wuxu's face couldn't help but change slightly. He didn't expect that Buddhist chanting in the mouths of these demon cultivators would become an occasional way to regulate the body and mind?!

The evergreen-eyed Luo Buhu couple saw Wuxu's face darkening and said hurriedly, "They are talking nonsense, master, don't pay attention." Then they scolded downwards, "Quiet, don't make any noise!"

Wuxu snorted coldly and felt angry in his heart, so he asked, "Master Yuanfa, what scripture did you recite earlier?"

Chang Qingmu and Luo Buhou looked at each other with a look of embarrassment on their faces, "Master Yuanfa, I didn't make it clear at the time."

Chang Xuan, standing aside, said lazily, "He recited a spell at the end. What kind of cold eye spell was it?"

The Shurangama Mantra? Wuxu nodded. The Master Yuanfa was reciting the Shurangama Sutra at that time. This Chang Xuan had no fixed mind and confused consciousness. When he was promoted, he was probably even more possessed by inner demons. And the Shurangama Sutra was

There are many chapters and verses in this sutra that can break away the inner demons and evil views. Therefore, Master Yuanfa recited and recited this to help him guard his mind and consciousness, and reluctantly promoted to the true spirit. It stands to reason that when Master Yuanfa recited and upheld the Dharma, he was promoted to the true spirit.

As he ascends to the true spirit, his mind will inevitably be further condensed, and it will definitely not remain so chaotic. Wuxu thought about it, and I am afraid that this has a lot to do with the magic skills he practices. Many magic skills will swallow up the spiritual consciousness of other monks, but he neglects to practice them.

Transformation, and even deliberately retains the spiritual consciousness of the monks that was originally swallowed up. In this way, even if you are promoted to a true spirit, your mind will inevitably be chaotic, like multiple personalities, crazy and crazy.

Thinking of this, Wuxu had an idea, but still asked, "I wonder what kind of magic skill Mr. Xuan practices?"

"You monk, why are you such a nagging mother-in-law?!" Chang Xuan had long been impatient. He jumped up, turned around and said to his mother, Luo Buhou, pitifully, "Mother, help me."

A child can capture this person with just one arm.

, just eat his relics! Why go to such trouble!"

Naluo Buhou smiled awkwardly at Wuxu.

"Amitabha!" Wuxu offered sacrifices to the Dharma Realm, and the Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata appeared. "He said that if the little monk does not have the relics, even if he does, Mr. Xuan, you will not be blessed to receive them."

"Come on, let's fight again!!" Chang Xuan suddenly sprouted a pair of fangs from his mouth and rushed over with his hands flying.

"Xuan'er is going crazy again!" Luo Buhou, the man with evergreen eyes, hurriedly stopped him, "Master Miaoxu, please quickly cast spells and chant sutras."

"Young master, you have no fixed mind. It's like many people are in the same body, fighting endlessly, and they all want to be the master of the family. This time, the mouth has fangs, it is another person." Wuxu explained while forming seals, "

These people, except myself, are all entangled in various karma from the past." At this point, Wuxu remained silent, and the appearance of the Great Sun Tathagata in the Dharma Realm became increasingly bright and solemn.

Immediately afterwards, the flames around the Dharma image began to beat, like musical notes, and then flew out one by one, turning into flowers made of golden light, floating above Chang Xuan's head. Looking from a distance, they looked like a sutra.

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Chang Xuan also had his legs crossed at this moment, his eyes were closed, and his expression was unpredictable, as if he was caught in a battle between heaven and man.

After about a stick of incense, Wuxu called out Amitabha and slowly stopped casting the spell. The Dharma Realm was half hidden, and the strange images in the sky disappeared.

The demon cultivators from Cicheng who were watching below couldn't help but feel disappointed. They all muttered that Wuxu was too petty, chanting sutras, but not letting others hear even a single sound.

Chang Xuan also slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, licked his mouth, patted his head with his hand, then stretched out his hand, changed into a slender white soft robe, and transformed into a handsome young man with a delicate face.

, then he saluted and thanked Luo Bulhou, who was standing next to the evergreen tree, and finally looked at Wuxu, "What kind of scripture did you, monk, recite just now? It sounds comfortable to listen to. However,"

His next words were even more shocking, "It's nothing more than that. Don't think that the Buddha's Dharma is boundless. For me, it's just a temporary discomfort and a slight adjustment!" When he said this, his face changed several times.

, each change is a face and an expression. In just a short time, seven different faces have changed.

Unexpectedly, Chang Xuan's demonic nature was so strong! He had just used his eighty-nine skills, especially in the Dharma Realm, using the sravaka method, offering the Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata, and reciting the Mahavairocana Sutra for a whole time.

.Wuxu was surprised in his heart, but sneered on his lips, "The young monk only promised to chant the sutra once, but did not guarantee the effect. Mr. Chang is deeply obsessed with demons, and his demonic roots are deeply planted. May you wish for more blessings in the future."

Chang Xuan chuckled nonchalantly and said, "Master Miaoxu is reciting sutras for me. I should give Master Miaoxu a ride."

"No need." Wuxu looked at him deeply, then looked at Chang Qingmu, Luo Buhou and his wife. In any case, there was no need for him to bother chanting sutras anymore and just do things to benefit others in vain. Wu Xu

With this thought in mind, he immediately turned around and flew away.

Chang Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands and watched Wu Xu fly away for a moment. Suddenly, without looking back, he said in a cold voice, "Young Master, please come back as soon as you go." Then, he turned into a gust of demonic wind and chased after him.

Chang Qingmu and Luo Buhou, who were standing behind, looked at each other, waited for a moment, and then both followed.

It’s really unreasonable that my Buddhist practice of reciting sutras and mantras is regarded by these demonic practitioners as a way to regulate the body and mind! These demonic practitioners are so arrogant just because they are in the demonic realm! It’s not that they don’t report that the time has not come, but when there is an opportunity,

He had to go through a lot of meditation. Along the way, Wu Xu was still a little confused. He chanted the Buddha's name for a while and just put it down when he suddenly realized that Chang Xuan was chasing him from behind.

Amitabha! Wuxu recited the name of the Buddha. On the surface, he remained calm. His figure flashed and escaped into the Dharma Realm. He pretended to sneak quietly, but in fact, there was a trace of breath, leading Chang Xuan to follow him. When night fell, the hour

Once the connection between himself and the sea conch in the sky was at its strongest, Wuxu found a mountain peak and stopped.

A moment later, Chang Xuan flew over in no hurry. Just like when Wuxu saw him for the first time, he stretched out his hands in the shape of a bird, but now he was wearing a white soft robe, flowing elegantly in the wind.

It looks extremely chic when you go up there.

"It seems that the master has chosen a place?" He slowly landed on a sharp rock in front of Wuxu, his hands still stretched out, as if his whole body was bathed in the spring breeze, and there was a faint hint of unique majesty.

Solemn.

"Master Chang, do you want to eat the little monk?" Wuxu, at this moment, both the physical body and the body of spiritual consciousness are already in the mandala Dharma Realm. The Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata has not spoken but there is the sound of the Dharma. Every word has been transformed.

It turned into a raging flame and flew in front of Chang Xuan, the light was blazing.

Chang Xuan lowered his hands and looked at Wuxu and his Dharma Realm with great interest. After a while, he replied with regret, "It stands to reason that the master's recitation of Buddhist sutras is good. If you stay and appreciate it slowly,

It's the best. But now, people like you have no way to do it.

It’s really hard to find a true spiritual Buddhist cultivator sent by the sect.” When he said this, he suddenly paused and seemed to be thinking about something seriously. Then he said again, “If you can respect me as your master, stay here.

If you become a scribe by your side, I will not eat you."

Wuxu laughed angrily and waved the Xingyun Bamboo in his hand, causing a ray of Buddha's light to fly out from the Mandala Dharma Realm.

Chang Xuan stood proudly and did not dodge or avoid, "Even if it is the Xuanyang True Fire, I am not afraid now, let alone this mere Buddha's light." Sure enough, the Buddha's light was far away, and once it came into contact with the demonic energy around it, it seemed like

The mud cow entered the sea and disappeared.

Wuxu raised his brows, "Sure enough! What kind of magic skills are you practicing? How come you have completely changed into a different person?" That ray of Buddha light just now was deliberately shot by Wuxu, and as a result, he sensed that Chang Xuan's aura was completely different from before.

, basically two people.

Chang Xuan shook his head, "What this young master is practicing is the Tian Can Bian, the supreme treasure of our Tian Can Sect. You are just a former city lord of Yongzhou City, and you have no family or sect. How do you know about it, and how do you know its secrets?"

It turns out that his identity has been exposed. But at this time, it is not the time to delve into this. When Wu Xu heard the words, he immediately shot out a Buddha light and sensed again that the aura of Chang Xuan in front of him became another completely different one! It was just like

Wuxu had previously looked at Chang Qingmu and Luo Buhou

Generally speaking, there are many people in Chang Xuan's body; and, depending on the situation, he can switch among these people at will. In other words, he can be any one of them, and any one of them is him. This

It is a completely different concept from the incarnation of ordinary monks.

Different bodies, different spiritual consciousness, different breaths, different techniques, different people... It's no wonder that "he" just said that he is no longer afraid of the Xuanyang True Fire.

Chang Xuan couldn't help but smile when he saw Wuxu's expression, "Now that the monk understands, I will take my master's move of the Thousand-Change Palm!"

Previously, Wuxu Buddha's palm defeated his Red Demon Sword, and now he was going to defeat Wuxu with one palm!

He slowly raised his hands, put them on his chest, turned his palms over, and pushed Wuxu straight away. There was nothing fancy about it, just like an old man doing Tai Chi.

Countless demonic energy flew out from his palms and turned into palm shadows. Each palm shadow was completely different in size, shape, color and aura. It was as if there were hundreds of demon cultivators high-fiving from all directions at the same time.

Countless palm shadows were flying all over the sky, with no blind spots in all directions. But Wuxu disappeared along with the Dharma Realm.

Then, a bamboo leaf quietly emerged behind Chang Xuan, with a hazy starlight, as if it had grown from another world to this world with its wonderful vitality.

This bamboo leaf grew faster and faster, growing bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into a bamboo sword, with the green tip getting closer and closer to Chang Xuan's back.

Suddenly, a face appeared on the back of Chang Xuan's head. There was nothing else on the face, except for a single eye in the middle of the forehead. The single eye suddenly opened and shot out a stream of light. Then, two short, child-like arms emerged from its back.

"Stretch" out.

If the blow misses, the bamboo sword disappears immediately.

After doing this for two or three times, Chang Xuan's physical body suddenly burst open, and more than ten figures flew out, flying in different directions. Each of these more than ten figures were solid, with different figures, faces, expressions, and auras.

It is to release the power of the true spirit level, and each takes one side to form a team.

A magic array. With the mountain peak as the center and a radius of more than a hundred miles, everything is contained in this magic array.

"Monk, you saw the opportunity early and fled outside the formation. If you are still in the formation, I will definitely let you have no escape and capture you without mercy?" These more than ten demon cultivators spoke at the same time, and then launched at the same time.

Formation.

In the Demon Realm, unlike other places, demonic energy dominates. When this magic array is in operation, it can control all the demonic energy in a radius of more than a hundred miles, and then turn these demonic energies into pieces of invisible magic blades, seven, seven, forty-nine

The pieces, criss-crossing, have the potential to wipe out all the spiritual energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye in the formation.

Although this move is arrogant and clumsy, it is a feasible way to force out the Mandala Dharma Realm. Of course, this move is also very demanding. It is difficult for ordinary monks to do it alone. Only practitioners like Chang Xuan can do this.

A monk who is skilled in the technique can use it.

Wuxu took advantage of the situation and deliberately exposed his flaws, exposing the Dharma Realm of Mandala.

Seeing that "Sure enough" was forced out of the Wuxu Mandala Dharma Realm, the dozen or so "Chang Xuan" immediately laughed strangely, moved up the magic array, and strangled them.

Wuxu was very "cooperative" and destroyed the Dharma Realm. He then entered Tianyuan Temple, the Taoist temple, and sat on the originally empty Buddhist altar. He communicated with the sea sound conch and began to attract a steady stream of kind-hearted sentient beings to believe in and make wishes.

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Chang Xuan thought that he had broken Wuxu's Mandala Dharma Realm, but he didn't expect that a small temple that seemed real and illusory would appear out of thin air, and Wuxu's aura was hidden in it, so he immediately besieged it. But he didn't know that he was still inside the Mandala Dharma Realm.

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In Tianyuan Temple, Wuxu formed the lotus seal, showing the appearance of Guanyin Bodhisattva. His ten fingers exuded a mysterious aura, which floated straight to the walls on both sides. On the walls on both sides, many portraits disappeared and appeared. It was Wuxu who had been with Zhang Cuilu and others.

People are here at Tianyuan Temple Road

The spiritual pattern left behind when fellow practitioners participated in the field. Now, when Wuxu casts a spell, the spiritual pattern is touched, and figures from the heavens holding swords fly up from the wall, and then follow Wuxu's thoughts and fly out

, fighting with the dozen or so figures of Chang Xuan.

The Heavenly Sword Formation is a white bone sword held by the heavens, with the meaning of annihilating reincarnation. It has the effect of restraining Chang Xuan's demonic power. Therefore, Wuxu has this plan. But the shadow of the sword is not a real thing after all. After a moment,

, Chang Xuan noticed something unusual, and immediately realized that he was still in Wuxu Dharma Realm, and hurriedly retreated.

How could Wuxu be able to fulfill his wish? He tried his best to attract the power of all living beings' faith and vows, and he wielded the sword array from afar, vowing to keep Chang Xuan.

At this time, it seems that it is time to fight for the spiritual consciousness again. As long as the spiritual consciousness is enough, the sword shadow will not dissipate. If Chang Xuan has no other tricks, he will be trapped to death.

But at this moment, the Chang Qing Eyes, Luo Buhou and his wife flew over. Seeing these two people coming, Wu Xu hurriedly restrained his breath and hid the Dharma Realm. But this couple and Chang Xuan had some kind of special feeling.

After flying around the mountain peak anxiously for several times, the evergreen tree

The blind eyes suddenly opened, dripping two drops of blood and tears, and shot out two red lights, which actually illuminated Wuxu Dharma Realm and the scene where Chang Xuan was trapped. Naluo Buhou held out the black leather drum and beat it rapidly with both hands.

While speaking, he made a hoarse and incomprehensible sound in his throat.

The red light shines on the Dharma Realm, not only revealing the Dharma Realm, but also corroding the Dharma Realm; the fluctuations emitted by the leather drum, along with the hoarse and incomprehensible sound, directly penetrate the Dharma Realm and continue to attack Wuxu's spiritual consciousness.

Wuxu was a bit stuck, so he had to increase his reference to the power of faith and wish of all sentient beings in the sea conch. This caused an overload of the use of his spiritual consciousness. Wuxu first felt that his spiritual consciousness was extremely tired, as if he had stayed up for several nights, and then

The pain is extremely painful, and if it continues like this, my consciousness will inevitably be damaged, and I may even go crazy and become mentally retarded.

But we must persevere! We must have the spirit of Dong Cunrui blowing up bunkers and Huang Jiguang blocking the scene!

Hold it! If you want to hold it back like Qiu Shaoyun did!

Wuxu secretly said to himself in his heart.

The lotus seal on both hands, the mysterious aura overflowing from the ten fingers, is like the substance, the golden fluid, the fragrance of the lotus.

Maybe it's an illusion or a hallucination. Wu Xu reminded himself.

But a few strands of this mysterious aura flowed towards the green lotus spiritual fire on the incense table in front of the Buddha altar. The green lotus spiritual fire was originally a nine-leaf green lotus lamp. It was snatched by the monk. After being damaged, it turned back into a ball of spiritual fire. Enlightenment

After the virtual refining, because he did not want to return it to the Lotus Sect, he kept it in Tianyuan Temple, the Dharma Realm dojo, and did not show it to the outside world.

At this moment, looking at the spiritual fire, Wuxu naturally went through all of this in his mind like lightning. Wuxu's current state was like a visualization when he thought about it. So, a lamp of nine

The Ye Qing Lotus Lantern reappeared, almost exactly the same as the one that was destroyed.

Wuxu had an idea, or an instinctive move, and with his thoughts, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp flew out of Tianyuan Temple, became bigger and brighter, illuminated the entire dojo and even the Dharma Realm, and finally blocked the attack of the evergreen wood and Luo Buhou.

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In this way, he worked hard to destroy Chang Xuan, the demon cultivator who wanted to eat the relics and eat himself, and then quietly escaped and recovered from his injuries.

Thinking of this, Wuxu roared from the depths of his heart, running his consciousness almost crazily, trying to attract the power of faith and wish from all living beings as much as possible.

As one goes and the other goes, Chang Xuan really can no longer hold on in the Heavenly Sword Formation. The twelve "hims" are all in ruins, dodging left and right, and in Wuxu's eyes they are nothing more than clowns.

At this moment, all his efforts are accomplished in one battle!

At this moment of enlightenment, I feel more and more excited, as if I have taken the aphrodisiac of power; I feel more and more clear, and I can see the world with the Dharma of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!

Wuxu suddenly recited the six-character Great Ming Mantra in a place of ignorance, just like the instinctive groan when ejaculating.

In the Heavenly Sword Formation, all twelve Changxuan were seriously injured, either lying down or lying down, and no longer had the strength to fight again.

Amitabha! Wuxu recited the name of the Buddha, and still appeared in front of them in the form of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, holding a willow pure vase, with a wonderful and majestic appearance, and infinite compassion. "The Buddha's Dharma is boundless and can save all living beings! I will save you today. You should know the cause and effect."

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Wuxu just said that, and then he wanted to do the work of salvation.

At this time, a demon cultivator stood up, his hands were cut off, and he stood there like a log; then, another demon cultivator stood up, his eyes were blinded, and he stood there,

His eyes were still dripping with blood and tears; then, another demon cultivator stood up. He stood there, smiling stupidly, as if he had been beaten into a fool... One by one, twelve demon cultivators stood up.

, standing there, all disabled.

"I, a monk from the Tiancan Sect, was born as a member of the Tiancan Sect, and died as a ghost of the Tiancan Sect!"

"If I cut off my hand, I will cut off my hand!"

"I'm blind, so I'm blind!"

"If I can't say it, I can't say it!"

"If you say I'm stupid, I'll be stupid!"

.......

These twelve demon cultivators, twelve Chang Xuan, stood up, each said something, and immediately flew up, gathered together in the air, and turned into a Chang Xuan.

"I didn't expect you to force me to use the Heavenly Creation Transformation!" Chang Xuan, still wearing a white soft robe, stretched out his left and right hands, with demonic energy surging all over his body, like a bird ready to fly away at any time, "Monk! Although we are incomplete, we are still alive.

I don’t need you to save me! Let’s fight with our left hand and right hand, fight with our eyes and throat, and in the end we will fight to create a perfect me.”

"Chang Xuan, you use disabled people to practice cultivation. All kinds of obsessions have taken root and sprouted, and karma has entangled you. Are you still you? When will you be free?" When Wuxu saw this, he understood a lot in an instant and asked with a sigh.

"What is obsession?" When Chang Xuan said this, he looked up to the sky and roared, and the demonic energy all over his body suddenly burned. His whole body was like a huge fireball, which could not be blocked by the heavenly sword array and the Mandala Dharma Realm. It flew straight into the sky.

, "Those who have hands say that those without hands are handicapped, and those who are self-righteous say that others are mentally retarded. When a Bodhisattva is born, he thinks he is a Bodhisattva. This world is not just yours. What you say does not count."

When the Bodhisattva got upper body, he thought he was a Bodhisattva. Wuxu was suddenly startled, and the connection with the sea conch was immediately disconnected. His mind went blank, his whole body was in great pain, and his limbs could not move, and they were no longer normal.

You say I have no arms and legs, but I still walk.

You say I am deaf and dumb, but I think you are chirping.

You call me crazy, but I laugh at you for not being able to see through this world.

You say I'm mentally retarded, but I don't know...


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