high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 204 Two Years Later, You Will Hold My Killing Sword

A golden avenue paved down to the ground, extremely sacred and solemn.

On the Golden Avenue, the monks in cassocks had bright eyes and a slight smile on their mouths. The endless ceiling was sprinkled, and the sound of Zen and chanting echoed together.

The monks and the Golden Avenue are like illusions, standing in the pile of soil and rock formations, as if there is nothing.

Bai Shu's pupils shrank, and he tightly locked on the big teleportation talisman in the Niwan Palace. If something went wrong, he was ready to teleport the void at any time and teleport it out from the bottom of the ground.

In front of him, the monk on the golden road had a benevolent face. Inside his body, there seemed to be a boundless sea, and the surging and exuberant qi and blood would almost set the ground ten thousand feet ablaze.

Behind Bai Shu, Xuankong's timid body trembled like a sieve, sweat rolling down from his bald head, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he showed his original shape as a ground mouse in fear.

He crawled into Bai Shu's loose monk robe, curled up into a ball, and instinctively began to play dead.

"Who is the mage?"

There was a tightness in Bai Shu's chest, he couldn't help but took two steps back, and after taking a breath, he spoke slowly.

If one side of the sky is overturned, billions of terrors will come to my mind, even if I silently recite the word "town" a few times with mantras, it will cooperate with the operation of Pozhi's thoughts.

But almost, I was still about to lose my mind, and was on the verge of falling.

The smiling monk is like a great Ming king, after a long period of dormancy in the Dharma-ending period, he finally woke up from his slumber.

Where he landed, the vast world had quietly changed its center.

The immeasurable Yuan Qi is as gentle as a cat, lying quietly at the monk's feet. In the body as deep as a black hole, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and the evil spirit of the heavenly gang are pouring in one after another.

Swallow the eight wildernesses, divine the heaven and earth!

Standing on the golden road, his figure was just ordinary tall, even a little thin, but he gave people a feeling like an ancient sacred mountain, his breath was overwhelming, and it was difficult to look up.

"Amitabha."

The smiling monk softly recited the Buddha's name, raised his sleeve robe, and gently pressed down on Baishu.

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

The invisible momentum erupted in an instant like a sea tide, and the void rumbled, and the loud sound swept through the depths of the abyss.

In the Niwan Palace, the primordial spirit suddenly lost the control of the physical body, and could no longer sense anything.

Under the oppression of the monk's breath, it was as if ten thousand mountains of earth were pressed down together, every muscle in his body was tense, and his knees became heavier, as if he had been poured with heavy iron, while Baizhu was sweating profusely.

His back is also bending down a little bit.

The monks locked up and down all sides of the void, and they couldn't break free. Looking at the golden light road, the struggling figure was almost crushed to his knees.

The monk sighed, and there was some dullness in his eyes.

But suddenly, when he wanted to withdraw his momentum, the situation below changed suddenly!

A figure with a red body and burning flames, like a fire god, slowly stretched out his hands, as if he was holding something, and was raising his head little by little.

The veins on Bai Shu's face were bulging, and his expression was ferocious and distorted. In his body, every drop of blood turned into a small red dragon, which was flowing to Shen Xi.

Stepping into the triple layer of yang talisman, after implanting the Kuhai Buddha, it is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and can directly touch the Dharma that diffuses all things.

Turning every drop of blood into a red dragon is another wonderful use of the "Red Dragon Heart Sutra".

The exuberant blood was like a crimson furnace, bursting out with blazing flames, and he slowly straightened his body, resisting the pressure of the monk's breath.

"town!"

"town!"

"town!"

There was a deep shout, and under the gaze of the monks, Bai Shu's body burst out with more radiant blood than Lie Yang, a big red dragon raised its head to the sky and groaned, its scales vibrated, and it burst out with the sound of fighting.

The monk's robes of the young man were smashed, and his upper body was naked. On his back, King Ming with the dragon's head and human body opened his eyes, not angry but majestic.

The golden body of King Longshi Ming...

The monk's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes flickered, as if thinking.

And below, there were several loud shouts.

"Disperse!"

"Disperse!"

"Disperse!"

Bai Shu raised his head to the sky and roared, under the spell of the mantra without any loss, and with the help of his divine power, he barely broke free from the pressure of the monk's breath.

The shirtless boy was panting heavily, with bloodstains all over his body, it was horrible.

His shoulder blades were shattered early, blood gushed wildly, and when his arms were lifted, they were also oppressed by the momentum, and the bones were crushed and smashed to pieces.

A crack spanned from the chest to the waist, revealing the bloody organs, which were also slowly wriggling and regenerating.

Bai Zhu vomited another mouthful of blood and activated the Chilong Heart Sutra to heal her injuries.

In order to break free from the shackles of breath, he almost destroyed half of his life.

From the fragments of the monk's robe, the trembling Xuankong crawled out. He looked at Baishu who was vomiting blood in horror, and then looked at the monks on the golden road.

The expression on the soil mouse's face fluctuated, and finally, he squeaked loudly.

He grabbed Bai Shu's hand, and was about to activate the ground technique, away from that monk.

"Certainly."

On the golden road, an ethereal and lofty voice came faintly.

Oh shit!Why is this trick again!

Xuankong's face was blank, he didn't move at all, and the dark yellow beam of light enveloping himself and Baishu also froze, showing no movement at all.

Bai Shu raised his head and saw the monk's smiling face.

"Sure enough, you are not yet [-] years old. Even if you look at the temple, there are few people who can match you."

The monk lowered his eyes and praised:

"Originally Shenzu told me that you won the famous Chen Jizi in Tongjiang. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems..."

"Yang Talisman Realm, it's already hard for you to find an opponent."

The monk smiled, and he stretched out his hand and lifted it slightly.

The scene in front of him changed instantly.

The frosty wind is blowing, the trees are full of silver flowers, and under the dim winter image, leaden gray clouds are piled up, as if they are about to fall from the sky.

Bai Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he saw clearly what was in front of him, he and Xuan Kong had already been moved from the bottom of the ground to the ground by the monks.

"Do you recognize who I am?" the monk smiled.

"Captain?"

Bai Shu looked at him, hesitated to speak out.

At the moment when the monk was oppressive, in the Niwan Palace, the spiritual thought that Guanghui had left behind did not move.

So cultivated, so courageous.

In the current frontier, the only one who has been ordered to return to vulgarity is the chief governor who is now in charge of Julongwei.

The former monk of King Kong Temple, yes!

When Guanghui's spiritual thoughts did not move, Bai Shu could vaguely guess the true identity of the monk in front of him.

He stopped here, probably because he wanted to try himself.

"The little monk is quite clever."

However, with five fingers, the essence will penetrate into Baishu's body.

Bai Shu hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, restraining her energy, absorbing the essence that flowed into her body.

His bones crackled like roasted beans, broken bones regenerated, and his limbs reshaped.

After about one or two cups of tea, Baishu closed his eyes and stood up abruptly. Behind him, blood was billowing like wolf smoke, straight up to the sky, the red light shining for dozens of miles, and the divine light was brilliant.

"Originally, I didn't quite agree with the supernatural proposal, but I had no choice but to look at it today, but I misjudged you."

The monk sighed and said in a deep voice:

"Twenty years later, when you reach the fifth level, you will wield my life-killing sword, and use all your strength in the universe to make Haiyan and Heqing clear!"

(End of this chapter)