Da Bong fights more people

Liuli Bodhisattva's voice is pleasant to the ear, but it is not mixed with emotion.

"That's what the Jialuo tree said." Guangxian Bodhisattva smiled and clasped his hands together:

"According to my seat, it is likely to be true."

The two Bodhisattvas only recently learned about the concept of gatekeepers, the news that Gala Tree Bodhisattva came back from Qingzhou.

Liuli Bodhisattva nodded, with a flat tone:

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter."

She handed the jade pot to Guangxian Bodhisattva and said, "Be careful, don't hurt the guardian dragon."

As he spoke, he lightly stroked Hei Snake's head.

Guangxian Bodhisattva picked up the little snake, pressed the abdomen of the little snake with his index finger and thumb, and stroked it upwards. The little black snake suddenly stiffened, as if in extreme pain. Fragrant blood mist.

The blood mist did not disperse, but flowed gracefully into the golden bowl in front of Guangxian Bodhisattva.

Guangxian Bodhisattva let go of the tiny black snake, then picked up the jade pot, poured it over the spout, and slowly dripped out a light golden drop of water.

Liuli Bodhisattva held the tiny black snake in his palm with distress and cared for it carefully.

The golden bowl rippled with a "golden red" halo, spreading round and round.

Guangxian Bodhisattva tapped the golden bowl with his fingers and said in a low voice:

"rise!"

The golden and red brilliance floated from the golden bowl, like a firefly, and a veiled ribbon, drifting to the depths of Alando.

In a short time, a scorching sun rose from Alando, shining golden light.

The believers at the foot of the mountain knelt on the ground one after another, clasped their hands together, and pressed their foreheads to the ground, praising the miracles of Buddhism.

After Baidi appeared, the water element in the air increased sharply, and the sea of ​​clouds surged up, superimposed and collided with each other, and thunder was born.

The sea of ​​clouds under Jianzheng and the others turned into dark clouds brewing thunder and lightning.

The Baidi's blue vertical eyes stared at the white-clothed supervisor, and his voice was as deep as ever:

"The gatekeeper will not fall easily. If you are the gatekeeper, what is the first generation?"

After meeting Sarun Agu, it got a relatively satisfactory answer, but full of paradoxes.

All kinds of unusual performances of the first generation supervisor showed that he was the gatekeeper, but if he were the gatekeeper, how could he die so easily.

Seeing that Jianzheng did not answer, Baidi continued:

"After the death of gods and demons, I have been thinking, if there is anything in the world that can symbolize the way of heaven, what would it be?

"Is it flowers, birds, fish, insects, plants, trees and monsters? Is it gods and demons? Is it humans and demons? Is it the major systems of today?

"No, neither."

Baidi shook his head and said word by word:

"It's luck!

"The fall of the gods and demons is the destiny of heaven.

"The rise of the human and demon races is also the destiny. Including today, the demon race is declining, and the human race is gradually dominating the mainland of Kyushu.

"This is also blessed by heaven, and the human race should be happy. And all of this cannot be avoided by luck."

"Of the two major systems related to luck, Confucianism accepts luck and integrates with it. Therefore, Confucian scholars cannot live forever. This is a small way.

"But warlocks are different. Warlocks refine luck and control luck. Destiny masters are in the same body as the country. If the country is destroyed, they will die. On the contrary, they will be the same age as the country. Bind and fuse oneself with the favored ones of heaven. This is the way.

"Therefore, I have reason to suspect that the first generation supervisor is the gatekeeper. He was favored by heaven, so he created the warlock system."

Xu Pingfeng and Gala Tree Bodhisattva listened in silence.

The prisoner looked calm, sitting next to the front of the chessboard, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

"But as I said just now, the gatekeeper will not die easily, and you killed the first-generation supervisor. So I wondered, could the first-generation not be the gatekeeper from the beginning.

"It is the warlock system that is truly blessed by God, not the first generation. After the warlock system is created, his mission is completed, and then the real gatekeeper, that is, you, appears on the stage in person.

"Then your true identity is quite a secret."

After Baidi finished speaking, he looked at Jianzheng with piercing eyes.

The supervisor looked back at Baidi and said with a smile:

"I want to know, come and try for yourself."

Baidi's vertical pupils flashed sharply.

Boom!

Lightning lit up in the clouds, and immediately after that, there was a sound of "cracking" in the void, and a huge, illusory black wave a hundred feet high rose behind Jianzheng.

He slapped hard towards him.

It was purely formed by the power of water spirits, and Baidi's blow almost drained the power of water spirits in a radius of a hundred miles.

Jianzheng got up slowly, standing proudly still, when the huge waves were coming, he stretched out his right hand back, probing into the illusory black huge waves.

Then, with a violent yank of his right arm, he pulled out a pitch-black long sword that seemed to be solid.

Behind him, the huge black wave collapsed and collapsed.

Alchemist!

Ordinary alchemists refine steel and utensils.

A top alchemist, what he forges is a magic weapon and a magical weapon.

A pinnacle alchemist, what he practiced was how to crossbreed a human and a horse.

In the realm of Jianzheng, what is refined is the elements of heaven and earth, the arrangement and reorganization at the micro level.

If he wants, he can easily turn a stone into gold.

Using the power of the water spirit condensed by the opponent to refine a water spirit sword, of course it is also within the scope of the alchemist.

"Give it back to you!"