Cultivation of Immortals: Begin with a Heart-warming Barrister

Chapter 532
Brilliant.

The floating island is suspended in the air.

The sky above in the distance.

It seems that there is a round of golden sun shining magnificently.

But only those who know the truth will know.

That's not a sun at all.

Even the brilliance of the sun.

In this area, it will not have any impact on the environment here.

That sun-like thing floating in the air.

It is a fairy treasure.

At the same time, it is also the core of the guardian array here.

As long as there is this fairy treasure guarding.

Then break the barrier here.

It's almost impossible to do.

This is also common sense shared by the three races.

The holy places of the three races.

Unless Mahayana joins forces to strike.

Otherwise, there will be no devastating blow at all.

And Mahayana can easily make a move?

Of course not.

Therefore, although the three races have their own calculations and their own threats.

But the three clans firmly believe that the fire will never go out.

This is also the fundamental reason for the balance of the three races.

Of course, although Mahayana can't shoot at will.

But below Mahayana, they can do their own activities.

Can't say which day.

When will someone really break this balance.

Or combine vertical and horizontal.

Or someone self-destructed the Great Wall.

But before that moment comes.

The three clans can only continue to maintain such a balance.

This is the case with the Holy Mountain where the Holy Law Hall is located.

The brilliance on the All Sacred Mountains makes it almost impossible for outsiders to peek into it.

Because, under the cover of this fairy treasure.

The outside world sees everything here.

It was like looking at the sun.

All is in the light.

Everything is clean again.

This is where all hope for the human race lies.

It is also the fire of the human race.

And the reason why the holy mountains have such a title.

But it's not because it's really just a mountain.

Instead, there are several major peaks here.

But more are various floating floating islands.

Each of these floating islands is a blessed land.

The space in it can even completely disobey the laws of physics.

For example, a seemingly small floating island.

It is possible to get into it.

will find out.

It turned out to be no less than the size of a mountain.

Some floating islands are even tens of thousands of square kilometers in size.

Among them, the mountain lakes form their own system.

You can also use the power of the guardian fairy treasure to control the day, night, winter and summer here at will.

There is a feeling of a small world.

Therefore, this kind of floating island is also called a blessed place.

In the blessed land here.

These big monks can enjoy flowers during the day.

Enjoy the moon at night.

Look at the rain in spring.

Watching the snow in Dongyue.

The scene changes, all in one thought.

And it's on one of the floating islands.

But I saw a hill full of pear blossoms.

In this blessed land.

Obviously, this hill is not as tall as the other mountains.

But this mountain seems to be the core of the whole blessed land.

Because no matter how hard the people on other mountains work.

They can't peep into the slightest bit of this mountain.

Of course, they can't do that either.

Because, that is undoubtedly the greatest blasphemy against the owner of this blessed land.

Others looked at the Fulihua Mountain.

In addition to reverence, or reverence.

Because, this is the status of the owner of this floating island.

And at this moment, in a small courtyard on this hill.

In a small bookstore.

A monk was looking at a scroll in front of him.

Yes, this is a paper volume.

It's just that the things on this scroll are not simple words.

It seems that this should be a text that has been lost and used for a long time.

But this monk looked at it very carefully.

Even, it seems that he is afraid of missing any details.

This cultivator seemed to be only about thirty years old.

This is a very mysterious age.

If too light.

Obviously, there will be a lack of majesty.

And if it is too old, it will look a little ugly.

So, thirty.

Must be thirty.

It seems like a good age.

It is also an age that people can like.

And this monk was dressed in a dark earth-colored robe.

this kind of clothes.

As long as the complexion has the slightest blemish.

That too was unmanageable.

But this monk looked good in it.

It seemed that he should be wearing a robe of this color.

Moreover, the color of this robe also made the monk's lips more plump and full.

Although the black hair on the head is also combed into a bun.

But more hair was loosely scattered.

Although it seems a bit imprecise.

But with that kind of temperament, it suddenly seems to be full of a natural harmonious rhythm.

The monk just sat here quietly.

But it seems that one person can become a landscape.

A landscape that no mortal can look directly at.

And the environment here is really quiet.

Not even a single servant.

It's really not necessary.

This monk has every need.

Just a thought.

Everything you want can be done in an instant.

And those things, if someone does it for you.

On the contrary, it will break the artistic conception here.

Yes, the fact is the same.

The closest servant is also in Zhuangzi at the foot of the mountain.

Only the master's needs will appear here.

It could even be the existence of these servants.

Not so much serving people.

What's more, it's just something that exists because of need.

After all, according to the identity of the monk.

Only with these people can he meet his identity.

But these are actually for monks.

Neither matter.

Yes, these things have long been insignificant to monks.

In front of the monk's cultivation base.

All needs are just manifestations of desires.

Of course, he also has his own things to do.

At this moment, his avatars are also acting independently under his layout.

Yes, this is the ability of monks.

It can even be said that for him, this ability exists only because of need.

Now, he seems to only care about the book he is reading in front of him.

It was as if this book was what he really cared about.

But he cared so much, but it seemed that there were still many things he couldn't understand about this book.

But the monk was patient.

He doesn't care about time.

Time, for his Shouyuan.

It seems that ordinary time will not have much meaning.

It seems that this place will always be like this, and the years will be quiet.

The sun is scattered.

bright and clean.

The aroma is heavy.

Even, there is the fragrance of pear blossoms floating in the distance.

And right now.

Do not know what is the reasons of that.

The wind in this small hall suddenly strengthened a bit.

Of course, this will not affect the monk's interest in reading.

He didn't move.

It's just the little finger of the right hand, I don't know if it was intentional or not.

Suddenly there was a slight movement.

Then, he fell silent again.

His face was quiet.

The fragrance of books is still there.

But that gust of breeze seemed very dishonest.

Yes, it's that dishonest.

Not only did the breeze not calm down.

But it seemed to be more agitated.

This violent wind.

All of a sudden, the curtain of the study was raised.

At the same time, I also tore up the original bird's incense to pieces.

But the monk still turned a blind eye.

It seemed that, for him, this was a breath of fresh air.

It should appear at this time.

Not only will it not disturb his movements.

Not even a trace of his mind will be affected.

It really did.

He is strong and he is strong, and the breeze blows the hills;
He traverses by him, the bright moon shines on the river;
But that gust of wind didn't seem to know how to restrain itself.

It also seemed to feel the monk's attitude.

Therefore, he became even more unscrupulous.

So, he not only became more energetic.

Even the monk's hair was brought up.

Finally, the monk frowned slightly.

At the same time, he sighed and said:
"If you have something to say, just say it, hehe, I didn't expect that there are really two tricks.

Can even come in here.

But, aren't you afraid that this breath will be killed directly? "

I don't know who it was said to.

Anyway, the monk didn't look up.

He continued to look at the book in his hand.

Anyway, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

At the same time, his voice is actually not loud.

Like, he knew.

No matter how loud he speaks.

Not a single sound will come out.

Like, he knew.

No matter how quietly he speaks.

That person can also hear the general.

And with the monk's voice fell.

The gust of wind suddenly stopped.

Then, suddenly, a mass of pitch-black black air appeared out of thin air.

I don't know what the black gas is made of.

Anyway, he just came into existence out of thin air.

However, it slowly turned into a human form.

A black figure.

A completely lifeless figure.

This figure can't see the face clearly.

It can only be seen that it is also wearing a strange robe.

Everything else seems to be in the dark.

And it's even more strange.

This black shadow didn't have any other breath.

correct.

The shadow seemed to appear out of thin air.

Not a trace of anger.

At the same time, there is no half-life.

This black shadow really didn't have any breath.

Yes, there are no other breath impurities at all.

There is no smell of any kind either.

he exists.

So he exists.

Indeed, he seemed to have nothing left but existence.

If not for the eyes to see.

It is even impossible to find it at all, and there is a sign of such a thing here.

And heard the monk's words.

The shadow man slowly condensed into shape.

Then he suddenly laughed and said:
"Hehe, this is not your temple.

There is nothing that cannot be entered.

Moreover, where does my divine sense want to appear.

And no one can really stop me. "

The voice was very calm.

Only a man's voice could be heard.

The others couldn't hear anything.

That's right, the man's voice didn't even have any emotion.

Yes, the voice is very steady.

Obviously, he was talking about something that should make him proud.

It also seemed to be saying something for him to show off enough.

But, in his voice.

But completely devoid of any emotion.

This scene is really weird.

Just like everything that can tell emotion.

All have disappeared.

Make it sound.

It sounds like there is a strange sense of sacredness.

Yes, it is the sense of sacredness.

It sounds like there is only one feeling.

If, if there is a god.

Then the voice of God should roughly be like this.

At this time, the monk's words also came over.

"Oh, that's great.

Anyway, if I want to go in your place, I can't do this to you.

It seems that your methods are still clever.

Given the chance, it seems that I really want to learn. "

The monk continued without looking up.

It seemed to be talking to himself.

These words seemed to be said by him at will.

It's just that when he said to learn a lesson.

Apparently, the shadow man's eyes flickered.

That's right, although this shadow man has no face.

No emotion.

Even if you look closely, it will make people feel that he is very hazy.

But just now, at that moment.

He seemed to have really moved his eyes.

He seemed terrified of what the monks called "learn a lesson".

But the monk didn't seem to notice this.

Anyway, just started.

He kept looking at the book while talking.

It was as if he had been talking to himself the whole time.

Yes, his gaze has never changed.

The pages of the book have not changed.

No one even knew whether he was really reading a book at the moment.

Read a book, so why not turn the pages.

Could it be that the content of this page is too esoteric?

So it can't be turned over?

Or maybe he was actually observing the shadow man.

You can observe people, so what if you don't look at people.

These things are so abnormal.

But such an abnormal thing.

But it actually happened here.

But the monk continued very naturally:
"I thought you all liked light.

After all, it’s not like saying all day long that you have to believe in the light. "

These words seemed to make the shadow man return to his home field.

He found his place again.

It's back to where he can handle it.

So at this time, he seemed calm and said:
"Where there is light, there must be darkness.

Where there is day, there must also be night.

This is the truth that God brought to the world.

Only those who really understand the light.

Only then can we understand the darkness better. "

This man spoke eloquently.

Although he still doesn't have any expression.

There was no emotion in the voice either.

But between the lines, there is still a faint sense of superiority.

Hearing this, the monk finally had his first expression.

Although he still didn't look up at the shadow.

He didn't speak to the shadow either.

But the corner of his mouth twitched.

He is laughing.

He's laughing.

Yes, he smiled.

Although, this smile is contained.

But he actually laughed.

Just because, he felt, it was really ridiculous here.

"Hehe, it's really good to pretend."

The shadow man caught off guard by saying this.

He really didn't expect that the majestic pinnacle of the human race.

A fully eight-star lawyer can utter such obscenities without restraint.

This.

For the shadow people.

It's just too few.

Remember the last time he heard such words.

That was the last time.

Yes, last time.

And didn't let him sigh for too long.

Just listen to the monk continue to say:

"Hehe, for a while, I hope that when your divine sense is extinguished.

You can also think about this reason.

Even, what you said made me think that you should be a dark night. "

The cultivator actually said that the black shadow man's divine sense would be wiped out as soon as he opened his mouth.

This was a bit of a surprise.