Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 278 Twelve Grade Golden Lotus Fragments
This is not the first time Xu Siyuan has come to chaos, but the chaos Xu Siyuan is in now is different from that of later generations.

I saw that the air of chaos is extremely thick, and a strand of chaos seems to be able to give birth to all things, and every strand of chaos seems to contain infinite vitality and good luck.

The breath of the demon god filled the entire chaos.

One Demon God, one Dao.

Three Thousand Ways, all over Chaos!
Chaos at this time is really a good place for enlightenment. If it can withstand the pressure of chaos, even a pig can live tens of thousands of years in chaos and become a Da Luo Jinxian.

It's no wonder that the top treasures are bred in chaos. At this time, chaos itself is a supreme treasure that can give birth to all things.

The Great God Pan Gu was born and grew up here.

But Xu Siyuan didn't come here for enlightenment, and Xu Siyuan didn't have time to meet Pangu, so Xu Siyuan swung his sword and slashed at the bodhi tree.

This bodhi tree is exactly Zhunti's body, and it is also one of the ten innate spiritual roots.

The Bodhi tree is tens of thousands of feet tall, supporting a sky in this chaos, and each Bodhi leaf is engraved with countless Dao patterns.

Xu Siyuan just glanced at it and felt as if he had glimpsed some truths between heaven and earth. It was rumored that the Bodhi tree could help people to realize the Tao. After seeing the Bodhi tree, Xu Siyuan knew that this statement was true.

But before Xu Siyuan's sword fell, he saw the bodhi tree moving without wind, and a man appeared in the shaking branches and leaves.

The man was wearing white clothes with patterned patterns on his waist. He was wearing a heavenly gown with loose sleeves, tied around his waist with a slow belt, wrapped around his body in the morning glow, with patterns of white and light nets on his body.

All kinds of adornments symbolize the adornment of all kinds of dust and dust, which also symbolizes that ordinary people regard Bodhi as their afflictions, while Zhunti regards afflictions as Bodhi.

Who else could this person be if he wasn't Zhunti.

It's just that it's not Zhunti in the chaos, but the appearance of Zhunti in later generations.

The sage is eternal, which means that the sage is eternally the same in the past, present and future.

A saint is always so powerful, Zhunti made a great wish to become a saint, Zhunti can't compare with Babel, but under Xu Siyuan's sword, Zhunti came into being naturally.

However, Xu Siyuan was still relieved, Zhunti who appeared in front of Xu Siyuan was infinitely close to a saint, but after all, he was still a little short.

Make an oath to the way of heaven, and if the wish is not fulfilled, it will not be perfect after all.

If you are not a saint, you are not invincible.

And there is a reason for Xu Siyuan to work so hard to come to the chaos. At this time, Zhunti had not yet transformed, and the reference had not yet been born.

Later generations receive Zhunti almost inseparably, but at this time Xu Siyuan only needs to deal with Zhunti alone.

The Zhunti who just appeared was a little dazed, but in an instant Zhunti understood all the reasons.

Zhunti used his past body to deal with Xu Siyuan, so it was difficult for his past body to be perfectly hidden in the past time.

After all, it is a hidden danger. Now that Xu Siyuan is here, he should break up with Xu Siyuan.

Zhunti smiled at Xu Siyuan and said, "Little friend, we meet again."

When Zhun Ti opened his mouth, the energy of chaos gathered, and the immeasurable energy of chaos turned into a wonderful tree of seven treasures in Zhun Ti's hands, and then Zhun Ti brushed it towards Xu Siyuan.

There are no more predestined words with Buddha, only Zhun Ti's thunderous anger.

The Buddha is willing to open the door of convenience, but I will not cross you Xu Siyuan.

Xu Siyuan is happy and fearless, the law lasts forever, and the way is eternal, even in the chaos.

Yin and Yang life and death lingered around Xu Siyuan's body, and the innate treasure-level gourd even appeared on top of Xu Siyuan's head.

All of a sudden, the chaos became lively.

The Demon God of Life and Death and Yin-Yang rushed towards Xu Siyuan like crazy.

How could they allow others to interfere with their authority in the chaos.

Although there are many treasures in the chaos, there are not many innate treasures, and all the demon gods heard the news and moved.

"Good calculation!" Zhunti said.

Attracting the attention of many demon gods with himself, Xu Siyuan came to slay him in the chaos. It turned out that Xu Siyuan himself was the sharpest sword!

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The six-winged black mosquito was the first mosquito in the prehistoric era. It was born with innate hostility. Even though Zhunti kept it by his side and listened to the Buddhist teachings for many years, the nature of the black mosquito remained unchanged.

The black mosquito came to the west cautiously all the way, and it was a little impatient after not drinking blood for many years.

Hei Mosquito looked at Qinglongguan and said with a smile: "The Buddha said that compassion saves people, but why do you agree not to save me with your body?"

"I can't cross me, and I don't want to cross me, so why should I believe in Buddhism? Today, black mosquitoes are going to kill me."

Hei Mosquito met several novice nuns, Hei Mosquito quietly disappeared and appeared behind them, the moment Hei Mosquito opened his mouth, the novice nuns were sucked out of their blood.

After drinking the blood of the sage Zhunti, how can the blood of the world get into its eyes.

Black mosquitoes suck the blood just for nostalgia and venting.

Mosquitoes are good at hiding, and Jieyin Zhunti has accepted a few disciples over the years. Although no one has become a quasi-sage, there are still several Daluo Jinxians.

However, no one found the trace of the black mosquito. Along the way, even several Arhat Bodhisattvas were poisoned by the mosquito.

It's just that the more blood it absorbs, the more tasteless the black mosquito will feel. It seems that the ancestor of mosquitoes in this world has lost interest in blood.

"It must be mentioned that you have hurt me a lot!"

How much blood in the world is comparable to that of a sage, and when he thought that Zhunti would make him no longer able to taste the beauty of blood, Hei Que felt extremely resentful in his heart.

The twelfth-grade meritorious golden lotus left behind by Jieyin is suppressing Xitu with golden light, and there are two Daluo Jinxians guarding the side.

The Buddha's light is the most intense here, and the sound of chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha is endless.

Hei Que felt extremely uncomfortable, but seeing the twelfth-grade merit golden lotus in the center of the Buddha's light, Hei Mou felt hot in his heart.

Good baby!

Hei Mosquito was born in the sea of ​​blood, and Hei Mosquito had seen the [-]th-grade karma red lotus in the blood sea, but that karma fire red lotus had already belonged to Styx, and now there were only two big Luo Jinxians guarding the golden lotus.

Hei Mosquito had stayed with Zhun Ti in the west for many years, and he was very familiar with the restrictions beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. Hei Mosquito sneaked around the restriction and came under the Golden Lotus of Merit, but no one noticed in the process.

"I have sucked countless blood in my life, but I have never tasted the taste of worldly treasures."

"Your Buddha often said that there is a destiny, and I think this golden lotus is destined for me!"

The golden lotus of the twelfth grade of merit is the treasure of the saint's teaching, and it is only a little bit worse than the innate treasure, but as the first mosquito in the wild, the beak of the black mosquito is also a rare treasure.

The black mosquito sucked towards the twelfth-grade virtuous golden lotus. The virtuous golden lotus has its own golden light to protect the body, but without the blessing of a saint, the black mosquito's beak pierced through the golden light bit by bit.

"Crack!"

The golden lotus shattered, and a fingernail-sized fragment fell from the golden lotus.

The black mosquito swallowed the fragments into its stomach, and the black mosquito then burped.

tasty!comfortable!
It turns out that the taste of this golden lotus is so delicious, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Hei Mosquito's eyes: the lotus has twelve grades, which is enough for it to have a full meal.

　Thanks to Yeluo Guigen, Aberdeen Bob, and yetz for their rewards

　　
　　
　
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