Sea Of ​​Bitterness Of The Heavens Billion Weight

Chapter 245 243 [Six Paths of Reincarnation, infinite terror]

After a general review of the many magical skills of the other shore, Zhang Ruoxu did not choose Buddha Palm, nor did he choose the Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven, which are the most powerful and mysterious Cultivation Technique in theory.

Instead, choose the Heavenly Emperor Jade Book and the Human Emperor Golden Book as the Foundation Establishment Cultivation Technique.

He is not a novice on the road of cultivation, but a great supernatural being comparable to Immortal King, good fortune, and someone who has come to his Realm, he knows very well that something like Cultivation Technique is not the stronger the better, but the more suitable it is for you. it is good.

There is no most powerful law, only the most powerful person.

Based on the golden books and jade books, reach a certain height, and then discover the mysteries of the Buddha Palm and the Seven Swords of Heaven, and then conceive all kinds of scriptures, sublimate them to the fullest, and walk out of the own path.

Just when Zhang Ruoxu was about to take down the Heavenly Emperor Jade Book, the Human Emperor's Golden Book, and quietly Insight, to comprehend the true meaning in it, a cold voice sounded.

"Although the fellow daoist is one of the masters of Six Paths of Reincarnation, it's not easy to get nothing for nothing. You have to leave something behind."

A dark figure emerges, exuding traces of magic, but it is far from the Devil Buddha. He is the second-generation descendant of the Devil Sovereign claw, the master of the original Devil Dao, and Gaidai Devil Monarch.

"That's right, that's right, if mortals have shares, let alone us."

In the void, Vermilion Calabash turned into a short Daoist, wearing a fishtail crown and a big red robe, with an old-fashioned appearance and a long beard.

Daoist Lu Ya, a great supernatural being at the good fortune level.

Both are masters of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The Samsara seal was up and down in the void, and after waiting for a moment, the Lord of the Eight Paths Samsara appeared.

It looks like the Human Emperor's Golden Book, the Heavenly Emperor Jade Book, was collected by those two, and now seeing that I was prostituted for nothing, they hurried out, wanting to collect some interest.

"Forget it."

Zhang Ruoxu sighed, staying in the eight-way Samsara space for now is going too far.

The Samsara seals sing and move, like a creation in the void, with good fortune supernatural powers, the light curtain continues to flip, changing from silver white to green, and the redemption spectrum of elixir, genius and treasure, and various sundries appears.

Before many Medicine Pills, there was a column called Bloodlines.

It is an extinct golden body, known as the Sacred Body, with golden energy and blood. The Sacred Body has a small achievement, which can be compared to the legendary Xiaoneng; exchange price: one hundred thousand good deeds.

The heavenly domineering body, the qi and blood god purple, the four shapes of the gods and beasts, the domineering body is small, it can challenge the legendary Xiaoneng; exchange price: 100,000 good deeds.

Body of Taiyin, Ancient Emperor's Bloodline, Taiyin Supreme, Minor Physique, Can Suppress Celestial Immortals, Exchange Price: 70,000 Charities

The body of the sun, the blood of the ancient emperor, the sun is the most holy, the physique is small, can suppress Celestial Immortals, exchange price: 70,000 good deeds

………

Human King Body, Bi Luo Body, Yuhua Body... The little universe has all kinds of physiques, Wen Jiaai can easily create them.

I evolve the chaotic body from the yin and the sun, and there is no chaotic body to reverse the universe. That is the basic operation, and even the Heavenly Emperor can learn it.

That method shocked the two of them immediately.

Looking at the line by line, line by line of blood, Devil Monarch and Lu Ya Daoist calmed down their voices, but set off a turmoil in their hearts.

We spoke out one after another, one was to collect some interest, and the other was to try my real identity through what Zhang Ruoxu gave.

But now, Samsara has shaped thousands of bloodlines out of thin air that we have never seen before.

"Could it be that the mother of the little land, the former land of the other shore, has been reincarnated?!"

Lu Ya Daoist's expression was simple, and the vermilion in the void Calabash raised his head, and the projection dissipated.

Devil Monarch also left, in a good mood, and there was one less low hand to intervene in the Badao Samsara space. Even if it is the other side, it is at most a good fortune level little magician.

"Fish and dragon are mixed together, with evil intentions in their hearts."

Zhang Ruo humbly commented on the relationship between several Samsara masters, and then avoided the heavy eyes of the first stage in the dark, and opened up a quiet room.

In the quiet room, based on the Samsara seal, Zhang Ruoxu evolved a front-earth tuba, four feet tall, with a loyal face, like the king of Vajra; born with supernatural power, majestic, holding a 400-jin Zen staff.

Dressed in a white robe, like a demon lord descended from the sky, he is really the god of Tai Sui in the world.

"White Sword Immortal of Sajia, pay homage to Lord Samsara Yin."

The tuba smiled honestly, and saluted cupped fist. Under the surface, I drove the Samsara seal, but actually it was the Samsara seal that ordered me.

That is the Eighth Stage vest. The white sword fairy vest is lost, and there is no Samsara seal. The Samsara seal vest is lost, and there is no former soil vest.

Walking in the world with a large size, the deity lives in seclusion in front of the screen, observes the cultivation of the own system, and impacts the perfect real fairy Realm.

Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly: "What a white-clothed sword fairy, but he needs a name to walk in the world, and he can always bleed everywhere, so call himself a but."

Tuba thought for a moment, then clapped his hands and smiled: "How about changing to Guanxi now?"

"Too rude." Zhang Ruoxu shook his head and said, "The word town is changed, how about changing it to Tianxin?"

Suppressing Tianxin, since ancient times, God's will is low and difficult to ask, but there is no such thing as your generation to suppress Tianxin.

It was a longing and a hope.

Dahaozhen Tianxin was overjoyed, and since then has no name, no matter how puppet incarnation is first-class.

Years passed, time passed by little by little, and suddenly, one day after another, beams of light appeared in the eight Samsara space, bringing a personal figure.

There are only a few people, except for a big monk who is snoring and sleeping.

But very slowly, the quiet voice awakened the last sleeper.

Meng Qi suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for breath. Just now I had a nightmare. I dreamed that my identity was exposed and I was slapped to death by the palm of the abbot who had obtained the golden body of Arhat.

Although I have never met the abbot, but that dream was such that before I woke up, I was trembling all over.

"It's wrong, he was the one with the worst quality among the people who came that time." A thick and solid voice pierced into Wen Jia's ears.

who? How could there be no other voices outside the meditation room? Could it be the senior inspector...Meng Qi was a little startled, looked right and left, and froze on the spot. It was his own Zen room outside!

It was a square paved with stones similar to white marble, the center was empty, surrounded by a circle of statues of dragons, phoenixes, Kui Niu, Pixiu and other immortals, birds and beasts, and next to him, the many men from Xijiange whom he saw yesterday Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, and Qing Jing, the descendant of Xuantian Sect, were looking at a Vajra boy with wary faces.

Low and majestic, like a heavenly king in the lower realm, with a simple and honest face, and like a golden body made of clay.

What the hell was that strange speech just now?

Could it be that I have come to infinite terror, just as the Seventh Monk Wen Jiazhang was wondering.

Qing Jing, the descendant of Xuantian Sect, the orthodoxy of Heavenly Emperor, shouted angrily: "This man, he is a member of Duolin Buddhism!"

"All of that was a conspiracy of his Duolin Temple. Except for Kong Wen, the Earthly Celestial who obtained the 'Golden Body of the Dragon Subduing Arhat', who can hide it from my Celestial Eyes and Ears, and steal you from the world without a sound? In Duolin Temple, take it away from the elders?"

The little Vajra frowned, and went down to Bangbang to punch Qingjing twice, knocking the Daoist to the ground.

"First, you are a monk!"

"Seventh, welcome to the world of Samsara."

"Eighth, you are the leader of our newcomers, I want to insult you."

In an instant, Meng Qi's mouth grew to be very small and old, which is really infinitely terrifying!

(end of this chapter)