high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 205 The Black Demon Born in Purple Mist

The sound was like rolling thunder, and it exploded heavily on the ground, carrying unparalleled majesty and killing intent.

The falling snow fell away far away, and the icy frosty wind was completely suppressed. Within fifty feet around the two of them, it was actually calm and calm.

"20 years, the fifth realm..."

Bai Shu raised his head:

"Ordinary people practice, not to mention life treasures, human beings, just the vajra barrier, even the martial arts that cut across countless people, it is difficult to cross in a lifetime.

Besides, not to mention other things, even the little monk's teacher Wuhuai has stopped at the fourth realm, and his lifespan will be exhausted.

The fifth level will be achieved within 20 years, and the governor is so optimistic about me? "

The monk in front of him was wearing a cassock, and on his wrist was a string of ordinary rosary beads, which were not Buddhist treasures, and had no other special features.

After cultivating into a Vajra, one has already attained the state of the heavens without leaks, the small world of the human body is perfect, and the essence and energy circulate without any leakage.

After proving that there are no omissions in the heavens, not only is the small world of the human body complete, but also the appearance can be traced back, and the youth can stay forever.

Until the 300-year period has expired, when the life span is exhausted, it will be instantly aged.

At such a level, in the flawless environment, any dissatisfaction with the appearance will be filled up under the washing of the truth, making it perfect.

If it hadn't been intentional, all the people in the King Kong would have the demeanor of gods and the appearance of heaven and man.

Many Yangfu female cultivators are in martial arts, eager to break through, even more obsessed and persistent than male cultivators.

There are also some, for such reasons.

The governor of Dadu must be the existence of the fifth realm, or even the sixth realm, and his appearance naturally maintains the posture of a young man. It is not obvious at all that he is already a monk of the "ran" generation.

Even Guanghui, in terms of etiquette, asked him to address him as Shishu.

Bai Shu raised his head, and the monk in cassock also stared at him.

He seemed to be in his thirties, and he didn't deliberately leave the appearance of a young man. His face was ordinary and very ordinary. At first glance, he would never leave any impression on others.

However, the monk in front of him is like a deep abyss, thousands of intangible and qualitative things are absorbed one after another, making it impossible to fathom his details.

"For you." The monk said lightly, "20 years is more than enough."

Bai Shu smiled, noncommittal.

"The Vajra Temple is in the temple, so there must be no one there. I have fought with a rich family like the Xie family for half my life. After me, it will be your turn."

The monk said softly:

"Those families are not easy to get along with."

King Zheng, the aristocratic family, and the Holy Land check and balance each other, and the three forces have supported the national destiny of Dazheng for thousands of years. Their strengths have ebbed and flowed, but they still generally maintain a balanced situation among each other.

In the era of King Wu and King Wei, the aristocratic families and the Holy Land unite with each other in order not to be overwhelmed by the power of the royal family and be reduced to a situation of collapse.

But when Xie Xuan's father was in power, the royal family and the Holy Land put aside their previous suspicions and joined forces.

For thousands of years, there is me in you, and you in me. This Dazheng's ruling and wild situation has become more and more turbulent.

This time when the Northern Guards dispatched troops, the government and the public were also divided. It was only after Xie Xuan personally ascended the court with his sword and suppressed all opposition that the two countries officially entered the war.

"My avatar has been waiting for you for a long time, who would have thought that you would actually go underground."

The monk looked at Xuan Kong who was still motionless, and said:

"When you first came to Beiwei, did you recover a gopher? It's good luck."

"Xuan Kong was injured by an octopus monster, otherwise..." Bai Shu shook his head, "I wouldn't be able to immobilize him with a spell."

At the feet, the poor soil mouse still kept its head shrunk, motionless.

It was rare for Xuankong to muster up the courage to escape with Baishu, but he was immobilized by the curse again and couldn't move.

Bai Shu was slightly surprised by his actions.

"You are still loyal, a local mouse, and I will add a chicken leg to you later."

Bai Shu nodded silently in his heart, he stretched out his hand, about to dissolve the spell that Xuankong was holding.

"Solution!" He said softly.

A gust of wind blew by, but the soil mouse still didn't move, not even blinking its eyes.

"untie!"

"untie!"

After three consecutive beeps, Bai Shu's face was a little embarrassing, he took a deep breath and put all his energy into it.

"untie!"

His lips and teeth moved slightly, and there was a low sound echoing between the heaven and the earth, like the sound of thunder, and also like the voice of a sage teaching the people.

After a long time, under Bai Zhu's gaze, the soil mouse, which was motionless, finally blinked slowly.

That movement seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and Xuan Kong was still frozen after blinking.

"Great Governor..." Bai Shu turned his head helplessly, and saluted the monk, "Great Governor, please take action."

"It's easy to say." The monk smiled: "I didn't expect that Shenzu would actually give you Xuanwenjun's mantra. Such a state, it's not bad."

"Solution!" He stretched out his hand and said lightly.

Just a gust of wind blowing by, Xuankong immediately broke free from the shackles.

"My lord! My lord! I feel like I'm going to die! I'm not well! My lord..."

With a flash in front of his eyes, Xuankong jumped ten feet high, and the pitiful howling like killing a pig sounded again, rolling and resounding through the snow.

With a blank expression on his face, Bai Shu stretched out his hand to grab the soil mouse by the neck, and threw him into his loose monk robe.

"To shut up!"

He scolded in a low voice, seeing the constant movement in the monk's robe, he had to use another curse to silence him forcibly.

"The military situation is urgent, and I specially asked the governor to come here." Bai Shu bowed deeply and said, "What is the virtue and what is the disciple!"

"No matter how precious you are, in this season, it is impossible for me to dispatch the main body. What is in front of you is just an incarnation..."

The monk shook his head:

"It's one thing to take you back to the camp, but the other side is to kill a black demon along the way."

"Dark devil?" Bai Shu was puzzled.

"Who would have known about the ghost thing that Miao Yan created. He secretly hooked up with the Northern Guard King, even Ci Zai, who is the Northern Guard King's Master, was concealed by him. It's not shameful."

"Just like living corpses and human demons, the black demon is also created by Miao Yan."

The monk sighed:

"It's a coincidence that the black demon I chased and killed happened to hurt your spiritual pet. It was the octopus monster you mentioned."

Octopus monster...

Bai Shu's expression was shocked, he frowned slightly, his face was a little dignified.

Twelve wings, a monster that looks like a flying octopus. According to what Tumozi said before, this octopus killed many martial arts monks.

Even the Dazheng land official, who is the fifth realm, can't stop it.

The monk said that he came to kill it by the way, and the cultivation level of the monk in front of him...

Bai Shu stared intently and did not speak.

The abbot, the god-footed monk, if the governor is really the sixth realm.

Doesn't it mean that there are three immortals in the King Kong Temple?

"Let's go, I'll take you to have a look."

Ignoring the turmoil in Bai Shu's heart, the monk stretched out his sleeves, and the ground shrinks into an inch, moving hundreds of miles of heaven and earth.

"This……"

Bai Shufang, who had just crossed the void, opened his eyes, and was stunned to see the strange scene in front of him.

A chill crept up from the bottom of his heart, making his body tense unconsciously.

"Want to know?"

The monk's voice sounded in my ears:

"The true origin of these dark monsters."

(End of this chapter)