Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

Mind a move.

The Blood Drinking Demon Sword came out of its sheath, turned into a streak of red light and rushed into the sword box.

"Hongluan, what is the effect of this sword box?" Wang Hao said proudly.

Unexpectedly, the first time I performed [Hundred Refinements to Immortal Method], I could successfully repair the broken sword box and refine it into a half-level fairy weapon.

It is indeed a heaven-level weapon refining method!
The charm of the Qiankun sword box is introverted, not only retaining part of the original power of the sword box, but also incorporating a trace of the characteristics of the Qiankun oven.

And can refine the sharpness of the blade!
"Buzz!"

The red glow flickered.

The surface of the sword case vibrated slightly, and a bloody sword light rushed out of it, turning into a graceful figure in red.

Hongluan bowed and said earnestly: "Master, this sword box can strengthen the sword body and speed up the transformation of my family..."

Ever since Hongluan devoured the half-level celestial weapon Confucian ruler, the energy in her body has been changing all the time.

Now, with the help of the Qiankun Sword Box, the speed of this transformation has become even faster...

"Very good!" Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction.

Stretching out his hand to touch the cold surface of the sword box, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a hint of joy, and whispered: "As expected!"

The heaven-level weapon refining method can not only refine the characteristics of the immortal artifact fragments, but also allow these powers to be fused after recasting, resulting in unexpected changes!

The Qiankun Sword Box is the best proof.

When he thought that there were still nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces of fairy artifacts in the storage bag, he felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

The business deal with Jinpeng is not a loss!

It's even earned in blood!
Looking at the sword box in the palm of his hand, he liked it more and more, and said excitedly: "According to the half-level immortal artifact characteristics of the Qiankun sword box, I can melt all these fragments into spirit swords..."

Love it!

As long as the sword box was replenished with enough spirit swords, he would not need to do it himself at all in future battles against the enemy.

At that time, thousands of sword lights rushed out from the sword box, covering the sky and the sun, imagining that scene makes people's blood boil.

If you are poor, you will strike with precision, and if you are rich, you will have full coverage.

Moreover, these spirit swords can be continuously strengthened. Once all of them are transformed into magic swords, the enemy will only be aggrieved with hatred and defeat...

"In the future, I will be a sword fairy!" Wang Hao secretly said.

The sky is bright.

Push open the door and stand in the courtyard.

Looking up at the rising sun in the east, aroused lofty ambition in his chest.

The world is full of vitality and hope, and even the autumn wind has become warm.

The purple energy rises to the east!

I saw a handsome little Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the roof facing east, his whole body shrouded in purple air.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Ziyang, have you started practicing so early?"

"Brother Wang, this is a daily compulsory course for the poor..." Ziyang slowly opened his eyes.

After finishing his work, he walked down the roof, came to his side, bowed his hands and said: "Absorb the essence of heaven and earth, bathe in the purple energy of the early sun, and you can't neglect it at all."

"No wonder Daozi's Taoism is so profound!" Wang Hao complimented.

The two talked and laughed, and walked side by side into the lobby.

Before he walked out of the courtyard, Xiao Luo ran in with a panicked face.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, why are you so flustered?" Ziyang asked concerned.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster, we have offended His Highness Qi, and the people from the Northern Yan Dynasty have come to question us." Xiao Luo said nervously.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, trying to calm down the panic, he explained eagerly: "I just had morning tea on the street, and I saw General Wu leading a group of monks rushing towards the world from a long distance away. .”

aggressive!

"General Wu? Can that bastard come here to prosecute the teacher?" Wang Hao sneered.

The words fall.

A loud and majestic voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Tenryuji Kukai, come to visit Daxia Town Prison King Judge!"

"Here we come!" Ronaldinho reminded.

Frowning, the solemnity in his eyes became more and more intense, and he whispered: "Kukai is a Buddhist disciple of Tianlong Temple, the number one existence on the Tianjiao list, and it is said that his cultivation has broken through to the Void Returning Realm... Among the younger generation of Tianjiao, Belonging to an invincible evildoer, even the strong of the older generation should be afraid of him when they meet him!"

"Is the Void Return Realm very strong?" Wang Hao asked back.

Turning his head to look at Ziyang at the side, he said calmly: "Besides, we still have Taoist Taixu, he is also a strong Void Returning Realm..."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, ever since Pindao went down the mountain to travel, I have long wanted to compete with Tianlong Buddha." Ziyang nodded in agreement.

see.

Wang Hao patted Xiao Luo on the shoulder, and said with disgust: "What are you afraid of, the sky will fall and there will be a tall man standing on top of it, not to mention you have a brother Ma?"

"That's right! I still have Brother Ma!" Ronaldinho clapped his hands, suddenly realizing.

I'm used to being timid, and I haven't changed it for a while.

Ever since King Huolin Ma came to Liangzhou City with them, he hadn't seen where Brother Ma had gone.

He almost forgot that he had fooled such a powerful immortal beast.

Stride out of the courtyard.

"Amitabha, the king's benefactor, I heard hostility from the Buddhist voice of the Buddha of Tianlong Temple..." Monk Zhenjian walked out of the side hall.

"It's okay!" Wang Hao waved his hand, not paying attention to it.

Confidence swells!

With his current body cultivation in the Tribulation Realm, who can break through the defense?

soon.

All the personnel in the sub-helm were startled, and they came out of the room with dignified expressions, and gathered towards the gate.

"I don't know that Master Kukai came to visit, but my hospitality is not good enough." Wang Hao said politely.

I saw eighteen monks wearing cassocks standing on the street, each of them had a high level of cultivation and a restrained Buddha's light.

In front of the team were General Wu and a young monk, with handsome faces and breathless breath, with occasional golden lights emerging from the back of their foreheads.

"Buddhist, he is Wang Hao. He not only humiliated Her Royal Highness, but also ignored my Beiyan court prestige. It is said that he also obtained the elixir of immortality from the secret realm." General Wu added fuel to his ear.

"My court's prestige cannot be humiliated!" Kukai said in a deep voice.

Unlike Great Xia who practiced martial arts and Southern Ming respected Confucianism, the Northern Yan Dynasty respected Buddhism and Taoism. Zen houses and temples were spread all over the country, and monks were of high status. Among them, Tianlong Temple is a national temple.

Zen Master Kunwu, the national teacher of the dynasty, came from Tianlong Temple, and Tianlong Temple is duty-bound to do anything that harms the interests of the Beiyan court.

Step out.

When he came in front of Wang Hao, his eyes were sharp and his words were not good. He said: "Amitabha, the little monk came here today to ask for an explanation from Judge Wang."

"Explanation, what explanation?" Wang Hao asked back.

"The five hundred soldiers of my Beiyan Mission visited Xia Jing with Princess Shiyun, why did not the bones remain when I came back, only Princess Shiyun and General Wu came back alive?" Kukai asked.

With a solemn expression, Buddha power surged all over his body, and an illusory Buddha wheel appeared behind his head, seemingly real and virtual.

Buddha majestic.

"The wheel of merit and virtue?!" Monk Zhenjian exclaimed.

Putting his hands together, he couldn't help reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice, with sincere admiration in his eyes: "Konghai Buddha is indeed a disciple of Buddhism who is expected to become a Buddha..."

I have practiced Buddhism for hundreds of years, but I did not expect that I would be lucky enough to witness the Buddha Wheel of Merit and Virtue recorded in the Buddhist scriptures here today.

It is rumored that this kind of Buddha wheel is a symbol of great virtue and eminent monks!
Those who do not have excellent roots of wisdom, those who are not born with Buddha nature, and those who do not have profound merits and virtues cannot practice.

Indispensable!

All eminent monks who condense the Buddha wheel will gain merits and virtues, and all dharmas will not invade, and they will be invincible!