high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 171 Future Vision 【Two Chapters in One】

"Mr. Long is really polite."

Wang Qiuyi smiled slightly, and then gently spread her five fingers.

The terrified Qingli Jun caught a glimpse of his movement, and his heart trembled again. The huge mountain's dragon head shone slightly, causing the void to ripple for a while, as if he wanted to escape at any time.

After Wang Qiuyi loosened her five fingers, the dilapidated small world quietly disappeared without a trace, and was taken back by Wang Qiuyi again.

He watched the big jiao's movements with a smile on his face.

"Lord Dragon."

"Little Jiao..." Qingli Jun replied with a sneer, "Little Jiao is here."

"Monk Cizai from Landa Temple is with you?"

Lord Qingli, who was originally terrified, calmed down a little. He thought for a moment, but his heart became even more terrified.

Wang Qiuyi, he absolutely can't afford to offend him, the golden cicada's nine-death technique has been broken, and killing himself is not much more difficult than cutting melons and vegetables.

Thousands of years ago, although I was not an opponent, but facing this person in front of me, I was far from being so embarrassed and helpless as I am now.

But Beiwei...

Qingli Jun's thoughts changed, and his heart became impatient.

The big country in the north is also not easy to mess with...

If the abbot of Landa Temple died in his territory, then it would be really troublesome.

"Monk Cizai has already left for Beiwei. He is here to discuss with Xiaojiao about exploring Ziwu,"

In the blink of an eye, Lord Qingli had already made a decision, and he spoke half-truth and half-falsely:

"Xiao Jiao didn't agree."

"Purple fog?"

"Monk Cizai and Zen Master Miaoyan, these two have united a group of famous families in Beiwei, and even the royal family of Beiwei has participated in it."

Qingli Jun said honestly:

"Some things fell into the purple mist, which is not a small fortune. Master Guanghui's celestial beings, and Xiaojiao's divine way talisman are all due to the good fortune of Ziwu."

"Why don't you go?" Wang Qiuyi smiled.

"Ziwu is too weird." Qingli Jun said truthfully: "Little Jiao is afraid of death."

Wang Qiuyi was stunned for a while, he stared at Qingli Jun for a while, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"As expected of you."

With a flash of Wang Qiuyi's figure, she disappeared in place.

"Wait until I go and kill Ci Zai, and then I'll ask you about your crime."

Lord Qingli raised his eyes in astonishment, not only Wang Qiuyi, but also Guanghui, who looked blank in the distance, had disappeared.

His eyes flickered, and he let out a long low moan. Between the heaven and the earth, there was a faint sound of chanting sutras, as if ancient gods sat cross-legged on a building tree reaching the sky, spreading the fire of wisdom to the world.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting sutras, every scale of the big jiao was shining brightly, and the flames were boiling, as if they were about to burn.

Finally, when the bright sea of ​​light that filled the sky dissipated, a thousand-foot-long, incomparably majestic dragon regenerated its broken body, entrenched in the void.

The big jiao sighed, and his eyes like a magic lake revealed countless and inexhaustible anguish.

With a twist of his body, he turned into a handsome man wearing a bamboo crown and a green robe. The man's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and even his breath was quite low.

The man in the green robe and bamboo crown covered his lips and coughed twice, then stepped forward and walked across the void.

At the foot is a towering and majestic five-fingered mountain, with an incomparably lofty aura, as majestic as a sacred mountain, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Every inch of rock on the mountain flows out soft and pure Buddha light, like a pure land of Zen.

On the mountain, Om, Ma, Ne, Ba, Mi, Hum, the six-character Da Ming Dharani is shining with endless Buddha light, which seems to contain countless known and unknowable Zen principles.

The six-character Daming Mantra was blessed on the Five Fingers Mountain, and even all the subtle changes in the depths of the void were completely forbidden.

Lord Qingli stared at the Five Fingers Mountain, his complexion suddenly darkened.

He raised his hand hesitantly, and slowly picked the word "Om" at the top.

In an instant!

The golden snake dances wildly, the thunder light bursts out, the rainbow light of the avenue slopes like a waterfall, and the Buddha's light fills the sky.

Gently waving his sleeves, Lord Qingli concealed all the riots in Wuzhi Dashan. With the other hand, amidst the roaring explosion, he was about to remove the word "Om" at the top.

But when the Buddha's light became more and more turbulent, and the Five Fingers Mountain also showed the slightest crack, at the last moment, an old hand pinched Qingli Jun's wrist and dissuaded him.

"Old brother..."

After a long time, Lord Qingli sighed heavily, and he turned his head, his face darkened.

The soul of the big turtle manifested into a white-haired old man, who was stretching out his hand to stop Lord Qingli from smashing the Five Fingers Mountain.

Beside the big turtle, there were also dozens of aquarium primordial spirits. They lowered their heads and said nothing.

"Your Majesty." Dagui choked up and said, "Forget it, forget it, my Dragon Palace Temple is weak, and now I can't afford to offend that great god."

Guanghui's palm manifested the handprint of the Great Buddha, which suppressed the physical bodies and dharma bodies of all the veterans of the Dragon Palace, and sealed them all under the Five Fingers Mountain.

They are only allowed to barely escape the Yuanshen from Niwan Palace.

The flesh body has always been said to be a treasure raft, and it is the great support for crossing the sea of ​​suffering in the world.

Losing their physical bodies, only the veterans of the Yuanshen Dragon Palace are left. The cultivation base of the five-level life storehouse is only barely able to exert the strength of the diamond level.

What's more, without the Niwan Palace, the place where souls are hidden, the combat power of the Vajra Realm would not last long.

Qingli Palace's thousands of years of heritage was sealed by Guang Hui's palm.

"Guanghui is bald! Hateful! Hateful!"

Looking at the primordial spirits of the veterans of the Dragon Palace in front of him, Lord Qingli jumped into a rage, wanting to rush to the crown.

"king……"

As soon as he cursed out the name angrily, his heart froze, and the words on his lips were swallowed again.

A group of veterans of the Dragon Palace were about to dissuade them in a hurry, but they were greatly relieved when they saw that Lord Qingli was alert on his own.

The monarchs and ministers of the Dragon Palace are relatively in number, and they are speechless for a while, and they can't help but feel sad.

"Your Majesty..." Dagui's body trembled, "The Divine Dao Talisman..."

"It was stolen." Qingli Jun sat powerlessly in the void, lowering his head.

"He won't give me a chance to become a god."

After a while, the man wearing the bamboo crown said in a low voice: "It's over, everything is over..."

Dagui finally couldn't hold back anymore, his lips moved, but he cried bitterly, tears rolled down from his mung bean-sized eyes.

Seeing the big turtle crying, all the veterans of the Dragon Palace couldn't help it, with a thick layer of sadness on their faces. .

All of a sudden, this group of great demons of the five realms, totally disregarding their decency, hugged their heads and cried into a ball, their mournful voices shook the heavens.

Lord Qingli received the divine way talisman edict, which is the most hopeful time for the Yaozu to turn around in thousands of years.

But this opportunity was shattered before his eyes.

The demon kingdom on earth, the supreme being in the world... everything has become an empty dream.

"All right."

Qingli Jun barely suppressed the sadness in his eyes, and forcibly pulled himself together:

"Everything that happened just now, has there ever been a little bit of noise?"

"Never, never." Dagui hurriedly wiped away his tears, and replied in multiple voices: "Wang... Mr. Wang set up the formation flag early on, covering up the response and changes, and the outside world didn't notice it."

"It's okay." Qingli Jun sighed sadly: "He finally saved some face for me."

The inner face has been lost, if he loses the face on the bright side, then he really doesn't know how to be a demon as the most ancient immortal.

The green-robed man wearing the bamboo crown closed his eyes slightly, his divine intent swept over every palace group in the Dragon Palace, every inch of space, and even the slightest change could not escape the perception.

Among the endless killing formations, one of them also responded to Lord Qingli's urging.

Taiyi Light King Great Enchantment——the spirit of the array sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​Taiyi Qi, the huge light man with pupils all over his body, also opened his eyes in unison.

"No."

After a long time, Lord Qingli opened his eyes:

"Monk Cizai, that damned old bald donkey, when did he escape from my Dragon Palace?"

"He..." Qingli Jun frowned deeply: "He has expected this scene a long time ago?"

A group of old ministers looked at each other, but they were at a loss and did not understand what it meant.

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At the moment when Lord Qingli asked a question in doubt.

On the vast white snow field, a figure in a golden monk's robe is stepping on it. Every step he takes is like moving the earth, and he has taken an uncountable long distance.

In this situation, it seems that the monk in front of him is measuring the earth.

Shrink to the ground!

This is a great supernatural power collected by the Landa Temple, which is unparalleled.

But in the end, it was still in vain.

When the golden-robed old monk saw a slight sway in the void in front of him, two figures appeared.

He sighed heavily and gave up all resistance.

The middle-aged monk with straw sandals looked dull, and beside him, the person wearing the sapphire mask had a smile in his eyes.

"Wang Qiuyi, the invincible immortal thousands of years ago." The golden robed old monk breathed out lightly from his mouth: "Mr. Wang is still alive, I am really surprised."

"I haven't declared my family name yet." Wang Qiuyi shrugged her shoulders, her eyes were full of meaning: "Monk Cizai, I really didn't expect that someone like you would be born in a mere Landa Temple."

The Six Divine Changes of Buddhism - Tianyantong!

After Guanghui, the divine-footed monk, another sky-eyed monk, Cizai, was born in this vast world.

"You left Dragon Palace the day before yesterday." Wang Qiuyi took off the sapphire mask, his pupils were shining golden, sacred and awe-inspiring: "Do you have a premonition that I'm coming?"

"Exactly." The golden-robed old monk nodded slightly.

"Why?"

"Tianyan clairvoyance." The golden robed old monk pointed to his own eyes, and said calmly: "Tianyan clairvoyance can clearly see all the solemn, pure and wonderful lands, and seeing the future is naturally a proper supernatural power."

"Future Vision?"

"Exactly." The golden robed old monk smiled.

"How long can you see the scene?" Wang Qiuyi was very interested.

"Of course I can't see how far away." The golden robed old monk smiled wryly: "If I could see it early, I wouldn't come to Tongjiang even if I said anything."

"That's right." Wang Qiuyi said lightly, "I'm sorry you don't have the guts."

"Future Vision?"

He stared into the gloomy eyes of the golden-robed old monk, in which there was chaos, which seemed to cover everything from beginning to end, all birth and death.Dim and dark, faint and deep, a little bit of light flickers, but it is also erratic.

"I know you are just a spiritual body." Wang Qiuyi looked away: "But you are not afraid? Are you not afraid that I will kill Beiwei directly?"

"If Mr. Wang can do it." The golden-robed old monk said lightly: "There will be no division of the Three Kingdoms today."

"Oh?" Wang Qiuyi raised her eyebrows slightly: "You seem to know something?"

"Mr. used the cover of Fighting Monk Kongfa to feign death and escape. After recovering from his injuries in the South China Sea, he wanted to make a comeback."

The golden-robed old monk smiled softly: "But the two saints issued a decree at the same time, blocking Mr. from Luzhou for the rest of his life."

Guanghui's expression changed, but he didn't speak.

"And Mr. Wang's trip was also at the behest of Xuan Wenjun, to restrain Miao Yan and Yaozu Shinto before returning to Luzhou."

The golden-robed old monk continued: "Sir, you won't be staying in this continent for long. If you try to disturb the situation in the world, the two saints will not tolerate you."

"No one knows about these things except me and the two saints."

A trace of murderous intent appeared on Wang Qiuyi's face: "How did you know?"

"Heaven's eyesight."

The golden-robed old monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's mantra in a low voice.

"It's clairvoyance again."

Wang Qiuyi sighed, and said helplessly, "This Tathagata Zen, it sounds, makes me quite moved."

He lightly clenched his fingers into a fist, and stopped talking to the golden-robed old monk, and threw his fist down heavily on him.

The fist prints spread all over the void at the same time, omnipresent and omnipresent, sealing all changes, all possibilities of evasion, and even all possible variables.

The moment Wang Qiuyi punched, the golden robed old monk retreated early.

But no matter how he runs the future vision, all the endings are just that fist.

No matter what the process is, the final result cannot be changed.

No matter how you resist, how you struggle, shrink the ground to an inch, the Eight Seals of the Void, the Four Zen Heavenly Protection Mantras, the Great Searching Magic, the Magic Eye Thunder, the Jiejie Finger, the Mud Plow Tianping Fist...

All kinds of supernatural powers and all possible variables are presented one by one in the future vision, without a trace.

But in the end, there were no exceptions.

The golden-robed old monk sighed deeply, closed his future vision, and waited for death with his eyes closed.

Bang!

With a crisp sound of glass, the body of the golden-robed old monk split inch by inch, and his breath suddenly became weak.

"I have good news for you." Wang Qiuyi said with a calm face, "Hei Tianzi is still alive."

"Hei Tianzi?!" The gray-eyed old monk in gold robes widened his eyes in astonishment, he moved his lips reluctantly, but he was unable to stand up again.

"Tell you the Lord of the Northern Guards." Wang Qiuyi ignored it, and with a wave of his sleeve, he completely turned the body of the golden-robed old monk into ashes.

"The world is at war."

He turned around expressionlessly, blending into the snowy field behind him: "It's not a child's play."

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And in Qingli Palace.

A five-color rainbow light bloomed and galloped towards the distant sky.

Moving out from the golden battle platform, Bai Shu, who was driving the escape light away, looked slightly condensed, without saying a word.

The opponent in the next match was actually Chen Jizi.

From this point of view, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult for him to win the son of the Chen family of Luojiang by relying on the great peacock's divine light alone.

After thinking for a moment, he opened the properties panel.

【Name】: Baizhu.

[Martial arts]: "Big Peacock Fist" is complete. Getting Started with The Lion Walk. Introduction to "The Golden Body of King Longshiming". Introduction to Gandharva Glazed Curse.

"Freedom of Human Awakening" has not been introduced (10%). "Purple Pure Heaven and Human Body" has not been started (7%).

"Pozhi Asura King Visualization Sutra" (Shisheng Asura: Xiaocheng).

"The Sutra of Using the Sword of the Fetal God" - (Yaoling Sword: Consummation).

"Red Dragon Heart Sutra" the third realm of Yang Talisman (the third level - the true Talisman of the Way).

[Attribute value]: 5517.

After forcibly accepting the Kuhai Buddha into the body and cultivating the realm of the true talisman, both understanding and aptitude have improved slightly compared to before.

The existence of the Dao seed is to change the root bone, force the traces of the Dao into the primordial spirit and the body, and use the kung fu of water to prove the state of the body and the Dao.

Based on this, to break through the Vajra barrier.

There are few kinds of Taoism in the world, and the Kuhai Buddha is the top one, and it is not inferior to Chen Jizi's Chixiaotian.

Relying on the existence of Kuhai Buddha, the two supernatural powers of "Freeman's Enlightenment Sutra" and "Pianjingtian Human Body" that were slow and quiet before have finally improved a little under the daily painstaking practice.

When Bai Shu was thinking silently, a bright golden bridge suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

A young monk with a handsome face came down from the golden bridge. He clasped his hands together and smiled warmly at Bai Shu:

"It's the first time we meet, little monk Xuandi, please be polite."

(End of this chapter)