Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 161 Ma'am, aren't you the queen? ! (Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month!)
The entrance to Lingshan.

The originally clear sky became dark, and black clouds floated in, making people breathless.

As the breeze blew, Xu Muchen, the gatekeeper of Yujing Gate, stood on the top of the tree, staring solemnly at the huge magic cloud boat in the sky.

"It's such a terrifying power. The Demon Sect finally came to the door. Obviously, they came prepared. With this posture, could it be that they want to start a war with the Immortal Sect? We can only go back to the Zongmen first and report to the elders."

Xu Muchen pondered for a moment, then leaped forward and shot in the direction of Wuji Immortal Sect.

It is true that he is a disciple of the gatekeeper, but he will not go to death. With the aggressive appearance of the other party, if he dares to invade Lingshan, there must be a strong Nascent Soul Transformation God sitting in command.

Among the mighty devil clouds.

Huge black boats hundreds of meters long, carrying a majestic palace on their backs, swam from the other side of the sky.

Many monks from the Demon Sect stood on the deck, looking at the Miaomiao Xianfeng below.

Their costumes are different, but there is no doubt that they are all leaders from the ten sects of magic.

There was excitement and impatience on his face, as if he was looking forward to this battle.

On the deck, the leader is a handsome young man with an outstanding temperament. He is wearing a black robe with starlight shining on it, making him look like a shining star.

The young man has a handsome figure, a handsome face, black hair and a shawl, wearing a magic ring, and a pair of star-like eyes staring at the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect below.

He is the number one demon son of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the leader of the contemporary Demon Sect—Situ Huan.

Situ Huan was born with a demon body, with thunderous heavenly spiritual roots, obtained the true biography of the demon master, and learned the ancient kung fu "36 Changes of Heavenly Demon". In less than a hundred years, he has cultivated to the Golden Core Great Perfection. The most prestigious name is the spokesperson of the demon sect cultivated by the demon palace and the demon master in the past hundred years, and he is also the leader of the devil's arrogance.

The rankings of the devils under the command of other palace lords will change from time to time, but Situ Huan has always been the number one devil. For hundreds of years, no one can shake it.

On his left and right sides, there are hundreds of foundation-building monks and more than a dozen Jindan-level monks. There are not only charming beauties, but also several Nascent Soul-level magic palaces. The aura is extremely powerful.

The most frightening thing among them was the old man who looked like a withered bone next to the demon son Situ Huan. He closed his eyes and rested his mind, his aura was unfathomable, and he felt a strong sense of oppression when he stood there.

A pair of big hands that are as smooth and tender as a baby are particularly conspicuous.

The magic boat was about to enter the Wuji Immortal Sect, Situ Huan raised his head, and soon sensed a strong murderous aura coming from the Yujing Gate.

"Senior Juesha, I'm afraid I will trouble you to take action."

Situ Huan smiled, and spoke to the aging old man with a magnetic voice and a gentle tone.

The Supreme Elder in front of him is one of the ten sects of the Demon Dao, Jue Sha Sect. He has a very high seniority. With the supernatural power of Jue Sha Demon Fist, he has conquered all sects big and small, and has established his position in the Demon Sect. elder.

The old man Juesha raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes were calm, and he said expressionlessly:
"This old man has long wanted to ask for advice on the level of the Wuji Immortal Sect's swordsman. I want to see whether it is the sharpness of the sword of the Wuji Immortal Sect or the strength of the old man's fist."

The words were full of complete coldness, as if there was some unknown hatred for Wuji Immortal Sect.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the aura of the world changed suddenly, and a [-]-meter-long rainbow of sword aura descended from the sky and struck towards the giant demon boat.

Seeing the situation, a priest of the Nascent Soul Realm wanted to resist for everyone, and gathered all his magic power. Behind him was a phantom of the Nascent Soul, and Hao Ran punched the sword energy.

But in just an instant, the shadow of the fist was broken by this sword.

The terrifying sword energy showed no signs of avoiding it, and stabbed straight.

The face of the Priest of the Nascent Soul Realm Demon Sect turned pale immediately, he was so dignified in his Nascent Soul cultivation that he couldn't even beat the opponent with a sword!

"Let the old man come."

The old man Juesha said lightly, and disappeared on the deck in a blink of an eye, slowly raising his hand, taking it easy.

Touching the sword energy with one hand, flicking with two fingers, just lightly.

"boom!"

A low, scalp-numbing sound echoed in the sky, and the sword energy burst into pieces, like setting off a firework in the sky.

But it's not over yet, with a breath of effort, looking up, there is a surging sword energy on the dome of Lingshan, making up for the position of the big hole, forming a majestic rainbow of mana in the sky.

An old man in Taoist robes appeared in the midair of the Wuji Immortal Sect, with a calm expression, just like the indifference of guarding for a hundred years, said:

"Evil spirits are forbidden to walk in the spiritual mountain ahead."

In an instant, the air of frontal cold filled the world, and a simple and simple long sword stood like a pillar of suppressing the sky, standing on the top of the Wuji Immortal Peak, emitting astonishing fluctuations. All the monks in this world looked up at the sky, dumbfounded, Looking at the Taoist robed old man in the sky.

"Sword cultivator Gao Kui! This is the strength of the sword bearer!"

"In my lifetime, I actually saw the sword bearer make a move!"

"Although it's not a good thing, it's still too shocking! It is rumored that the sword bearer has kept the sword for a hundred years, just for the moment of shooting. This is a height that many people can't reach in their entire lives!"

This kind of sword energy that disdains the world makes everyone feel palpitations.

The brilliance brought by the sword qi shone throughout the Wuji Immortal Sect. Countless disciples were surprised to see it, and were amazed at the superb kendo realm of the person who brought out the sword.

Swish!
In the gap between the spurts of Qiandao sword energy, the old man Juesha shot out like flying lightning, and in the next moment, he was already standing in front of the sword holder.

With five fingers put away, a punch with You Ran's magic light came down with a bang!

The old man with the sword showed a dignified look, and controlled the sword with Qi. The flying sword just blocked the punch and made a counterattack.

The sword energy was concentrated and strong, and the old man Juesha drew out his fists to block it.

"Bang!!"

The fist collided with the long sword, and there was a shocking sound, and a series of destructive storms sounded, smashing the surrounding fairy peaks to pieces.

The air ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, and the ground was shattered inch by inch under the terrible pressure, making everyone in Wuji Immortal Sect dodge again and again, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

so horrible!

Both of them are powerhouses above Huashen, and they can feel this sense of oppression from a long distance.

In the crowd, Elder Bai looked anxiously.

He knew that the ten sword bearers of the Wuji Immortal Sect were cultivated using secret methods, focusing on the cultivation of swords and the realm of swordsmanship, but their actual cultivation was definitely not as good as that of the real Huashen masters.

The accumulation of a hundred years of sword cultivation will always be used up.

A sword must become blunter with use.

But the real power of transforming the gods can absorb the aura of heaven and earth and turn it into his own use. After a long time, he will inevitably fall into a disadvantage.

Right now, the new head teacher can't leave Lingtan for half a step, and it's hard to make a move. The other fairy gates don't know the situation. Judging from the situation of no news, maybe the other nine gates of Lingshan Mountain are also dealing with the invasion of the demon gate, and they don't care about this side.

I am afraid that this crisis can only be dealt with by the Wuji Immortal Sect itself.

"Hand over Prince Yan, and you will avoid death."

When Elder Bai was thinking like this, a refined voice came from the void.

He looked up and saw that the devil boat headed by Situ Huan had finally reached the sky above Lingshan.

At this time, Situ Huan was condescending, his gaze was condescending, his temperament was extremely elegant, and he said with a light smile:
"Today is the time for my magic door to change fortune."

After finishing speaking, several priests from the Demon Palace in the Nascent Soul Realm turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect.

The elders of the Wuji Immortal Sect were ready a long time ago, and they also rushed forward, and the two sides entangled each other.

Situ Huan smiled slightly, and looked at the younger disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect.

"Shh!"

A sword light came in an instant.

Situ Huan didn't change his face, he took a step back, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, and after holding it with one hand, the other hand condensed a black cyclone and punched it out.

The offensive was launched like a thunderbolt.

It hit the sneak attacking disciple, and the true disciple flew backwards, spat out a big mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground slumped, unconscious.

Facing such a formidable enemy, disciple Xu Muchen took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, and the flying sword in his sleeve shot out, stabbing towards Situ Huan.

"Ow!"

The howling of wolves sounded, and a dark vision of a wolf's shadow emerged from Situ Huan's body, accompanied by a pitch-black crescent, directly blocking the sword.

Xu Muchen failed to make a single strike, quickly stepped back, and said solemnly:
"The Heavenly Demon changes first, the Sirius picks the moon."

He had heard of this ancient technique.

The 36 transformations of Tianma originated from the ancient demon gods of Tianmo Tiandi. Every ancient demon god is a terrifying existence from the ancient times. It has been passed down for a long time. There are a total of 36 transformations. One transformation is stronger than the other transformation. It is said that no one can stop Situ Huan's ninth transformation. Change.

The Omen 36 transformation has never been fully displayed.

This battle is too difficult to win.

"Let me come."

At this time, a firm hand patted Xu Muchen's shoulder.

He turned around and saw that it was Gu Tianji who was wearing a white crane Taoist robe.

Gu Tianji's old playful expression had faded away, replaced by a serious expression.

Situ Huan looked at Gu Tianji in front of him, and touched the magic ring on his hand, with an interesting taste:
"Gu Tianji, Daoist No.1, the eldest disciple of the Taoist Temple of Longevity, let me experience your strength, is it as powerful as the rumors say?"

The corner of Lingshan Xianfeng.

Yu Qinghan leaned on Zhao Huai's shoulder, enjoying the long-lost peace.

For some reason, Zhao Huai suddenly said blankly: "Madam, you must be real."

Yu Qinghan, who was dozing off with his eyes closed, was directly amused by his words, with a funny face on his face, pouted and said, "Why are you asking that again?"

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Zhao Huai stretched out his hand, pinched Yu Qinghan's fair cheek, and tugged.

"It's true."

"Snapped!"

Yu Qinghan slapped Zhao Huai's hand off, then rolled his eyes at him, and said, "I'm just a fake, enough to marry you, to have children for you, to look for you for a year, and to worry about you." One year, satisfied?"

"Child? Madame, you have a child!"

"When did this happen!"

Zhao Huai immediately sat up straight, looked at Yu Qinghan, and stared at Dao.

"Yeah, so-and-so has become a father, and he has never even met the child."

Yu Qinghan sat up, crossed his arms and hugged his chest, and hummed.

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Huai immediately became at a loss, with surprise in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly extremely happy!

That's right!

I am actually going to be a father!

"How many months old? Where is the child? Where is it?"

Zhao Huai asked three questions in a row, speaking hurriedly, with anticipation in his eyes.

Child, what a distant word, it really descended on his head now.

"I was only three months old, because the secular world was too busy, so I handed it over to the elders of Wuji Xianzong to take care of it. Lingshan has the best resources."

Seeing him nervous and at a loss, Yu Qinghan covered her mouth and smiled lightly. Seeing her husband so happy, she was also very pleased, and explained slowly.

"What is your name?"

Zhao Huai continued to ask, there seemed to be light in his eyes.

"The boy's name is Zhao Pingan, and the girl's name is Zhao Ruyue."

"Zhao Pingan, Zhao Ruyue."

Zhao Huai muttered the two names, understood Madam's intention, then laughed, held Yu Qinghan's face, kissed him hard, and said emotionally:
"Ma'am, it's very kind of you."

"Okay? Am I not a fake?"

Yu Qinghan sarcastically said mercilessly, apparently still fussing over what happened just now.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the two who had been warm for a long time were startled by a huge movement in the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dull bell of the alarm rang throughout the Wuji Immortal Sect.

Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan both reacted.

"This is the alarm of Wuji Immortal Sect. The bell rings, indicating that someone wants to harm Lingshan."

Yu Qinghan frowned and said.

"Maybe it's someone from the Demon Sect. The Promise Master has fallen and the formation has been damaged. Even if the Immortal Sect is ready to fight, this will be a vicious battle after all." Zhao Huai guessed.

Yu Qinghan nodded and thought, "It's very possible, we have to check the situation."

Both of them are not sloppy people, and it is obviously a critical moment for Xianmen, not the time to talk about love.

Yu Qinghan took the lead in flying into the air and galloped towards the mountain gate, followed by Zhao Huai.

"Ma'am, when did you break through to the Golden Core?"

Looking at the back of the other party, Zhao Huai said in surprise.

"Surprised?"

Yu Qinghan smiled lightly, feeling a little complacent.

"sharp."

Zhao Huai praised without hesitation.

He has the cultivation blessing of the small world inside the mirror, and his cultivation speed is not as fast as hers. Madam is indeed a cultivation genius.

The two soon arrived at Yujing Gate.

I saw the black magic cloud spreading thousands of miles, and the huge magic boat docked above the Wuji Immortal Sect.

And a series of terrifying cyclones are stirring at an altitude of [-] meters.

Countless awe-inspiring red gas smoke floated over Lingshan Mountain.

"This is."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Huai had an ominous premonition in his heart.

[Aura Watcher] The scene he saw was obviously a sign of bloody blood!
Could it be that even the sword bearer can't resist the invasion of the demon gate?

"boom!"

A figure in a white robe flew out, smashed through the suspended islands, and landed on the ground, splashing a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Seeing the familiar face of the figure, Zhao Huai exclaimed:
"Brother Gu!"

He immediately appeared beside Gu Tianji and helped him up.

"Go away, you shouldn't be involved in this crisis."

Gu Tianji coughed out a mouthful of blood, held the Flying Sword of Flying Flying Sword in his hand, barely supported his body, and still showed a sunny smile.

"Who hurt you!"

Zhao Huai gritted his teeth and asked.

He already regarded Gu Tianji as his rare friend, how could he leave him alone.

Besides, the entire Promise Immortal Sect is under the control of the Demon Sect, and it is really not that easy to leave.

"Stop thinking about it, let's die together."

A magnetic flat voice sounded.

A figure like a demon appeared in mid-air, it was the number one devil with fluttering black hair, Situ Huan.

The moment Situ Huan saw Zhao Huai's figure, the magic ring in his hand suddenly lit up.

His originally plain eyes suddenly lit up, revealing an excited smile.

"I just said, how can ordinary people have such strong luck, you are the Great Yan Prince."

"call out!"

Gu Tianji took out the natal flying sword, a white spirit sword.

A layer of brilliant brilliance appeared on the sword body, and the power of the natal magic weapon completely burst out. Just a swipe in the void, and the spirit sword turned into a thousand, forming a river of sword energy hundreds of meters long, which was torn apart.

Like a rolling river, sweeping forward.

Situ Huan didn't panic, a phantom appeared behind him, confronting Mantian Jianhe.

In desperation, Gu Tianji turned his head and shouted to Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan via voice transmission:

"Your Highness, quickly take Empress Da Xia away."

"Hmph! Resist, you really haven't improved at all in the past ten years, and I'm so disappointed!" Situ Huan snorted coldly.

The phantom rose slowly and was about to hit Gu Tianji's body.

Suddenly, a phantom of a baby flickered in the sky, and Elder Bai rushed to him in no time and smashed the phantom.

At the same time, he sent a voice transmission to Yu Qinghan:

"Teacher, take His Royal Highness and leave quickly, the Wuji Immortal Sect is no longer safe."

A Yuanying enshrined and protected by Situ Huan's side from Tianmo Palace noticed the sound transmission and quickly reported to Mozihui:
"This woman is the new secular one."

"It seems that there is still a surprise, Empress Daxia, are you the emperor who ascended the throne for a year?"

Situ Huan smiled indifferently, with curiosity in his eyes.

Hearing everyone's words, both Yu Qinghan and Zhao Huai were shocked physically and mentally.

The two looked at each other, wide-eyed.

The mouth is slightly opened, the face is full of doubts, and the eyes are full of shock and disbelief.

"Prince Great Yan!? Husband, aren't you a pawnbroker?"

"Empress Daxia. Ma'am, aren't you the queen of the general?"

(End of this chapter)