Infinite Sims

Chapter 322 A Lost Ordinary Tree

The fairy gates in the world are divided into five categories.

Top, Large, Medium, Small, Not Influential.

The level of the fairy gate is determined by the strongest person in the gate. The Jindan monk is a small fairy gate, the Nascent Soul monk is a medium-sized fairy gate, and the Huashen monk is a large fairy gate.

As for the top-level immortal sect, there must be three or more monks who transform themselves into gods.

In the entire world of cultivating immortals, there are thousands of immortal gates, among which there are more than a dozen large immortal gates, but there are only three top sects.

Jianzong, Zixiao Gate, Tianyin Temple.

Two ways and one Buddha.

The Taoist sect is powerful, but because the strength of the two top immortal sects is similar, there is no real leader.

And because there is only one top-level fairy gate in Tianyin Temple in Buddhism, the voice is more concentrated.

Tianyin Temple.

There is a restricted area in the back mountain of the temple, where a nine-story pagoda stands. The surface of the pagoda exudes a faint golden light, which makes people feel a little worship.

Standing outside the tower, you can clearly hear the knocking sound of the wooden fish, and there is also a faint low and strange sound.

A gust of wind blows.

Outside the tower gate, an old monk with a compassionate face appeared.

"Master, this disciple wants to clear up the confusion."

Shi Ru glanced at the pagoda, then lowered his head, waiting for the reply inside.

He is one of the three deities of Tianyin Temple, and he is also the abbot who holds great power in the temple, but even so, he dare not neglect the people in the tower.

Because the identity of the other party is far superior to him.

The other party is not only his master, but also one of the most talented people in Tianyin Temple for thousands of years. His cultivation base has already reached the top of the world, and he is only one step away from the ascension that has not appeared for 5000 years. .

"Say."

The door of the pagoda opened slowly, and a voice of pity for heaven and man sounded from inside.

Different from the bright and holy appearance, the interior of the pagoda is full of thick black mist.

As the gate opened, many heads emerged from the black mist, as if something wanted to break through the restriction of the black mist and escape from the pagoda.

Deng!Deng!Deng!
The steady sound of the wooden fish suddenly became louder.

Those heads retracted quickly as if they had been hit hard, and the black mist regained its calm.

Shi Ru's expression didn't change because of the scene in front of him, and after the sound of the wooden fish returned to the original volume, he calmly stated his intention for coming.

What he wants to solve.

It was the death of Huashen that caused a lot of noise a few days ago.

One Huashen, five Nascent Souls, and hundreds of golden elixirs, in the name of eradicating the remnants of the Righteous Qi Alliance, finally all fell into the hands of a medium-sized fairy who usually does not show the landscape.

Information in the practice world spreads very slowly.

But it was about Huashen's death. As the top sect, Tianyin Temple naturally received the message at the first moment.

"The Righteous Qi League and the Qingxuan Sect are also interesting. What actions do they have?"

The voice of fax came from the black mist.

Shi Ru knew that "they" referred to the other two top immortal sects, so he replied: "The elders were sent to the Southern Region, and it seems that they want to make friends with the Qingxuan sect."

Fax asked, "Why didn't you do that?"

"There is a disciple named Wude in the subordinate branch temple. He is very gifted and enlightened. He has already completed the golden core at a young age. I planned to take advantage of his promotion to Yuanying and pull him into the main temple. I didn't want to be plotted to death by the Zhengqi League halfway through. .”

A trace of anger flashed across Shi Ru's face, and he continued: "The leader of the Zhengqi League has a deep relationship with Qingxuanmen. Who knows if there is their support behind the Zhengqi League. If we make good friends with them, it will not be the reputation of our temple."

Faxed: "Shi Ru, you've got a picture."

"I"

Shiru was stunned as soon as he opened his mouth, and then gave a wry smile: "Master is right, it is my appearance, Amitabha, the death of enlightenment is the fruit of one's own fault, I should not blame it on Zhengqi League , let alone vent your anger on Qingxuanmen."

Faxed: "Good, can the confusion be solved?"

"It's solved, thank you, Master."

Shi Ru bowed respectfully, then resigned and left.

Walking out of the restricted area of ​​the pagoda, he turned his head to look in the direction of the pagoda, his face was full of coldness: "Master, why are you still alive?"

"If this continues, I don't know if I can bear it."

His words and deeds just now are just his disguise.

As a God of Transformation, how could he become obsessed with that trivial matter? The reason why he made that appearance was just to find a reason to see if the fax was dead.

If you die, then the nine-story pagoda is yours.

Relying on the pagoda based on hundreds of millions, plus his own talent that is one point higher than the fax, he will definitely be able to achieve perfection in a very short period of time, and then become the first person in the past 5000 years to ascend man of.

Shi Ru sighed,

Unfortunately, Master is still alive.

restricted area.

Inside the nine-story pagoda.

In the pitch-black mist, countless hideous and ugly souls of the dead floated in it, and they all unconsciously moved away from one place.

At the very center of the first floor, there is a half-foot-sized golden area.

The facsimile, which Shiru called Master, was sitting cross-legged in the golden light, with his eyes closed tightly, his white eyebrows and beard almost reaching his shoulders, standing on his chest with one hand, and beating the wooden fish with the other.

He has a kind face and kind eyes, and there is no trace of turbidity in his body.

"As my disciple, I will soon lose my temper. This is not acceptable."

The golden light around the fax suddenly exploded, and the light turned into thousands of golden threads, piercing deeply into the mist. All the dead souls encountered along the way fled in a hurry, and the crying and screaming became several times louder: "My I have a hundred years to live, and during this period, no one can take away the nine-storey pagoda from me, not even my disciples!"

After a dozen breaths.

The golden light retracted, and calm returned to the tower.

A smile played on Fax's face.

Like a smile, full of compassion, but also like a ferocious, full of viciousness.

His lifespan had reached the limit of becoming a god hundreds of years ago, but no one wanted to die, and he, whose cultivation had reached the top of the world, even less wanted to die.

With the nine-storied pagoda as the main body and countless precious spiritual materials as the auxiliary, he has survived to this day.

And, can continue to live.

It's just that he can bear it, and his once proud disciple seems to be unable to bear it.

"The group of mortals placed a hundred years ago should be almost mature, and they can go to the sea to harvest in more than ten years to replenish the Buddha's light for the pagoda."

The fax counted, and a smile appeared on his face again.

This time, the smile was kind.

Just as he restrained his smile and was about to return to his usual appearance, his movements suddenly stopped, and then he stopped knocking on the wooden fish, raised his head to face the top of the tower, and opened his cloudy eyes.

The dead souls seemed to have sensed something, and they all froze in place, motionless, and even their voices disappeared.

Above Tianyin Temple, there is a huge blue shadow among the clouds.

The blue shadow loomed, and soon emerged from the clouds and fell towards Tianyin Temple.

The huge blue bird is at least a hundred feet in size.

But none of the disciples in the temple looked, as if they couldn't see it.

(End of this chapter)