Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 130 Buddha Fruit Relic, Martial Arts Golden Body

The phantom above the Hanging Temple has already soared into the sky.

The top of the ten thousand zhang cloud turned into black.

A black phantom of King Ming, with countless black devils in front of him.

With this appearance, it is clear that the suppressed Earth Immortal Realm demon cultivator escaped.

"Om-"

The golden seal flew up to the sky.

The moment the small seal flew out, the golden light exploded, revealing endless Buddha light.

When Xiaoyin flew into the sky, he finally showed his true colors.

Under the phantom shadow of a golden ten thousand zhang bright king Buddha, a golden bead the size of a pigeon egg shines.

"That is--"

Ying Wuya widened his eyes.

"This is the relic from the Buddhist legend?" Xun Kuang whispered in the distance behind him, his long robe and sleeves twitching.

relic.

The treasure condensed by the Buddhist sleeve.

The relic is equivalent to the golden elixir of immortals, but it is different.

Because the golden elixir is a piece, but the relic is not.

When Buddhist cultivators step into the Golden Core Realm from the Foundation Establishment Realm, they don't need to go through a catastrophe, and directly condense into relics.

Because he has not experienced thunder calamity, the cultivation strength of the golden core Buddha is lower than that of the same level of immortal and demon practitioners.

But Buddhism has a remedy.

That is to gather more relics.

Immortal cultivators, demon cultivators, or demon cultivators all have one Golden Core Demon Pill.

There can be hundreds of Buddhist relics at most.

In ancient times, one hundred and eight relics were cultivated, and then condensed into one Buddha fruit relic, which became the strongest golden alchemy Buddha in the world.

Condensed into a Buddha fruit relic is half a step into the realm of the Nascent Soul.

Then, the Buddha fruit turns into a golden body, which is the Nascent Soul of Buddhism.

The strong man known as the Buddhist Vajra Great Cultivator is the Nascent Soul Realm.

"This is not a relic." Zhang Li narrowed his eyes, and there was a gleam of golden light in them.

This golden light coincides with the Buddha light and relics in the void.

"This is the Buddha fruit relic."

The relics of a half-step Nascent Soul strongman, the strength of which is concentrated, is equivalent to dozens of relics.

The power contained in the Buddha fruit relic is so powerful and profound that it is unmatched by other golden core practitioners.

Even the overhaul of the ninth level of the golden elixir does not have such a magnificent power as the Buddha fruit relic.

The method of Buddhist practice is most about accumulation.

"Bam—"

As soon as the phantom of the Golden Light Buddha appeared, it directly knocked away the shadow of King Ming who was rising with devilish energy.

In the phantom, there is also a pale black relic emerging.

This is real Sherry.

A relic soaked in demonic energy.

Under the relic, Chang Kong, who was dressed in a black cassock, clasped his hands together, and there were many magic patterns on his head that looked like flames.

When the golden Buddha phantom collided with the Enlightened King's phantom, a gleam of clarity returned to the originally ferocious eyes of the sky.

He widened his eyes and looked around.

At this time, the Xuankong Temple was in a mess, with corpses scattered all over the place, all of them were the original Xuankong Temple disciples.

These disciples were sacrificed to attract the demonic energy of suppression.

These things are all done in the sky.

It's what he did when he was taken over by the demon cultivator in the sky, occupied his body.

Now, he is sober.

Around Manchuria, his face showed pain and sorrow.

His face began to decay rapidly, turning into old age.

"Wan Mo State has defeated Ming Wang State, and the thirteen guarding Earth Immortals have been killed, and Ming Wang State is about to collapse."

The clear sky suddenly let out a loud cry.

The people outside the Xuankong Temple didn't understand much of what Changkong said.

Only Zhang Li, Ying Wuya and the others had serious expressions on their faces.

The Wanmo State is the Earth Immortal Realm suppressed by the Xuankong Temple.

Mingwang Prefecture is the Earth Immortal Realm that was suppressed by Zhenmasi.

These two worlds are extremely powerful earth immortal worlds here.

The wars in the earthly fairy world seem to have nothing to do with the mortal world, but in fact they are not.

The power of cultivation in the world of immortals is too strong, and just a few masters can sweep away the mortal world.

Even if the power of heaven repelled them, they couldn't really suppress them all.

Originally, there were basically suppressed treasures everywhere in the immortal world, blocking the passage.

If the demon cultivators of Wanmo Prefecture occupy Mingwang Prefecture, they can walk out through the passage of Zhenmagic Division in a fair and bright manner.

Because Zhenmusi uses magic methods to suppress passages and suppress Buddhism.

For the demon cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demon State, the suppression methods of the Demon Suppressor not only cannot suppress them, on the contrary, they can also bring them great benefits.

"The passage under Zhenmasi is also very likely to be occupied by the Wanmo State."

Changkong's next sentence made Ying Wuya shudder again.

What to think, what to come.

"Moxiu didn't rush out of the passage of Zhenmensi, because he is not interested in the mortal world."

"When Ming Wangzhou is completely occupied, the demon cultivators of Wanmozhou will rush out of that passage and occupy the entire mortal world."

A sad look appeared on Changkong's face, and the black cassock on his body also turned into moon white.

He took a deep breath and looked up at the King Ming Sari Buddha fruit above his head.

"Prince Ming has ruled the world, and his disciples have committed serious crimes."

"Today, the disciple is willing to sacrifice himself to help King Ming subdue the devil."

Changkong chanted the Buddha's name, and the black demonic energy dissipated from his body, and his whole body shone with golden light.

He walked forward step by step, his eyes fell on Zhang Li and Ying Wuya.

"The poor monk also knows that the two of you can't do anything about it."

Not to mention Zhang Li and Ying Wuya in front of them, the war between Mingwang State and Wanmo State, even the practice world is not qualified to participate in it.

"I hope that you can send this Buddha fruit relic to Mingwang Prefecture."

"This relic enters Ming Wangzhou, and it can reach a strong man in the fairyland."

"Although it can't restore the general situation, it can be considered as doing our part."

There was a bit of loneliness in the voice of the sky, looking around, sighed softly: "When all the demons come out of the cage, the mortal world will be completely stained with ink at that time."

As soon as the words fell, Chang Kong's entire body began to slowly fade away, turning into a pale golden cloud, enveloping the Xuankong Temple behind him.

"Chichi-"

The black demonic energy was enveloped by the cloud of Buddha's light and neighed.

This magic energy is like a living thing.

The phantom of King Heijia Ming who had been scattered began to gather again, as if they were about to collide with the Buddha's light.

"Hmph, you dare to wreak havoc with mere demons." Ying Wuya let out a low cry, and flew up.

He raised his hand and punched out, and the shadow of the fist turned into a golden dragon, roaring and rushing out.

The long dragon collided with the devilish energy, smashing the phantom of King Ming that hadn't formed yet.

Behind Ying Wuya, the Demon-Suppressing Division's Demon-Suppressing Envoys formed a formation, and streaks of golden and black streamers fell down, condensing into a long knife and slashing down.

Zhenmensi's inheritance comes from the way of magic, but he goes against the way of magic and suppresses the way of magic.

This method is quite miraculous.

"boom--"

The long knife slashed down, smashing the void in front of him, and cutting the black phantom of King Ming into two halves.

The demonic energy that was chopped off did not dissipate, but opened his teeth and claws, still looking like an arrogant demon king.

Zhang Li raised his head to look at the sky, and there was a trace of golden light in his eyes.

He could feel the entanglement of heaven at this time.

It is impossible to say that the Dao of Heaven does not know about the changes in the Xuankong Temple.

But Heavenly Dao did not stop, or in other words, did not warn.

There is only one reason for that.

The mundane way of heaven does not really reject the encroachment of the mundane world by the demonic way of Wanmo State.

For Tian Dao, Martial Dao, Immortal Dao, or Demon Dao, no matter who becomes the mainstream of Mortal Dao, it is beneficial to him.

Just sit and watch the changes in the mortal world, and then choose the strongest one as the way of heaven.

It is possible that Tian Dao had the idea of ​​abandoning martial arts in the world only after sensing the power of Immortal Dao and other various cultivation methods.

The Dao is ruthless, that's it.

Martial Dao, is it really about to be abandoned by the Dao of Heaven?
Zhang Li looked at Ying Wuya who was punching forward.

Ying Wuya stepped into the fifth level of the martial arts grand master and is the strongest martial arts in the world.

But even so, he didn't have the power to build a foundation.

Martial arts are indeed not as mature and far-reaching as other cultivation methods.

Squinting his eyes, Zhang Li's body was filled with strong energy and blood.

This surge of energy and blood power caused Ying Wuya who was throwing punches in front of him, and those powerful people behind him turned their heads.

"That's it, Immortal Master Thunder!" A master of the Qi Condensation Realm wearing a black robe and holding a long knife whispered.

"How is it possible, isn't Immortal Master Lei Ting a major cultivator of immortality? He, why is he so tyrannical in his martial arts practice?" An old man in the blue-robed master realm holding a dagger stared at Zhang Li, whispering in disbelief.

Ying Wuya also stared wide-eyed, with a flash of inspiration in his eyes.

"It's so strong, the condensate of this qi and blood even exceeds me..."

As a strong man who stepped into the fifth level of the martial arts grand master, Ying Wuya thought that his martial arts cultivation was the strongest in the world.

But at this moment, he could feel that Zhang Li's martial arts cultivation was far beyond his.

"With the cultivation of martial arts, the interior scene reflects the exterior scene, and the power of heaven and earth is gathered with one's own energy and blood."

Zhang Li whispered softly, but his voice could be clearly heard for miles around.

Outside his body, mountains and rivers shrouded in clouds and mist emerged, and in front of the mountains and rivers, a huge gate shone with golden light!

"This is it!" All the disciples in Jingyuan Temple stared at their master and uncle in front of them.

This scene is clearly the manifestation of martial arts cultivation, which surpasses their cognition.

"The sixth level!" Ying Wuya exclaimed in surprise: "This is the sixth level of the great martial arts master!"

The sixth level of the martial arts master!
It is the sixth level of the Great Master Realm that has never been seen in this world!
Martial arts have a bright future!
Ying Wuya only felt that his blood was boiling, and his body seemed to burst.

For countless years, he has supported the martial arts in the world alone, and has been groping.

How many great masters have switched to other paths of practice.

Only he, Ying Wuya, firmly believes that martial arts can also suppress the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, pick up the stars, and smash the sun and the moon.

But he has been cultivating to the peak of the fourth level of the Grand Master Realm, and he can't break through. Even he himself is in despair.

Outside Luojing City, under the oppression of Thunder Immortal Master's water dragon sword, he broke through the limit.

This sword made him feel the magnificence of the power of the immortal way, and it also gave him more insight into the practice of martial arts.

In the fifth level of the martial arts grand master, all powers and speeds have been increased several times.

Ying Wuya thought that he could compete with the power of Immortal Master Lei Ting with the power of martial arts.

It was only now that he realized that the cultivation of Immortal Master Lei Ting was beyond his comprehension!
"Haha, my way is not alone!"

Ying Wuya looked up to the sky and smiled.

He thought he was supporting martial arts alone, but now he saw that someone in the world had already surpassed him in martial arts.

Not only is Ying Wuya neither angry nor annoyed, but he has a feeling of fighting spirit and bursting confidence.

Martial arts are not impossible!
Seeing Ying Wuya like this, Zhang Li felt a little emotional in his heart, this Great Qin Emperor, No. 1 in Mortal Martial Arts, is really unimaginably steadfast.

Only such a person can withstand the constant urging of the power of heaven and earth, and become No. 1 in ordinary martial arts.

"drink--"

Zhang Li gave a low shout and punched out.

With a golden gate, Fist Shadow directly knocked away the demonic energy in front of him.

Before the golden gate, those demonic energy were directly shattered without a trace of resistance.

This is the power of martial arts.

Pure and solid.

Unlike other powers that can influence each other, the power of martial arts is crushing.

Use force to break skill.

One power down ten sessions.

It's that simple.

The gate transformed by the Tianmen Five Elements Fist directly suppressed the magic pressure and retreated into the Xuankong Temple.

Above the sky, the power of the Buddha relic fluctuated and then descended.

This majestic force collided with Zhang Li's martial arts boxing technique on the outside scene.

The entire gate turned into a pair of ten hands clasped together, and they were clapped with one palm.

"boom--"

The devilish energy surged and was finally pressed into the bottom of the Buddhist pagoda behind the Hanging Temple.

One after another golden Buddha patterns flickered, locking the pagoda.

Seal the devil.

"Om-"

As the demonic energy was sealed off, there was a surge of clouds between heaven and earth, as if the power of heaven had awakened.

Not sober.

Tiandao has been paying attention to this side all the time, until now, he just chose to end.

Layers of clouds pressed down, pouring towards the Xuankong Temple, turning into wisps of clear rain.

The rain washed away the haze over the Xuankong Temple, dispelling the only trace of demonic energy.

This demonic energy is also a kind of heaven and earth power, which comes from the Ten Thousand Demon State, and it is also a great supplement to the heavenly way.

It's like the aura in Zhang Li's hand.

Spirit Stone.

With the entry of the power of heaven, all those who are bathed in the rain can feel that the meridians of their bodies are being gently combed, and the flow of qi and blood is smoother.

Ying Wuya stood where he was, with his eyes closed, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to digest the feeling after seeing Zhang Li's shot just now.

This is a martial arts genius.

Just by observing and enlightening, there will be gains.

Zhang Li also stood still.

In his mind, the power change of the combination of martial arts and Buddhist power emerged when the power of Buddha fruit relic was blessed.

Martial arts and body training combine to transform into the power of a dragon and an elephant.

Body training and martial arts, and then combined with the power of Buddhist practice?
"boom--"

Behind Zhang Li, a war elephant appeared.

The dragon pattern on Zhan Xiang's body intertwined, and then the golden halo flowing from his body, and a faint relic condensed on the top of his head.

Demon Dragon Elephant!

Ten thousand laws are invincible, golden body dragon elephant!
Opening his eyes, a smile appeared on Zhang Li's face.

For this fusion, he didn't use his golden finger to fuse.

This understanding is his understanding of martial arts and practice.

"The seventh level of the great master of martial arts, there is no blame for breaking the law."

Use your own blood without leaks to condense the realm of impenetrability.

Zhang Li whispered softly.

At this time, Ying Wuya also opened his eyes, looking at the war elephant behind Zhang Li: "Mr. Zhang, have you found a way to practice martial arts?"

"What is the pinnacle of the Great Master Realm?"

Ying Wuya's questioning made the surroundings instantly silent.

Everyone looked at Zhang Li.

Everyone wants to know where the future of martial arts practice lies.

Zhang Li nodded slightly.

"Martial arts is based on oneself, the sixth level is exterior, the seventh level is innocent, and the eighth level and ninth level are unknown to me, but I have already found the final path to the great master realm."

"The golden body of martial arts, the golden body of condensing without leaks."

"Combat power," Zhang Li said with a frenzy, and lowered his voice: "Golden core can be fought."

Martial arts golden body, can fight golden core!
The golden body is the golden core of martial arts practitioners!

Zhang Li still had a feeling in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

After the golden body, there is the Dharma image!
Martial Dao Yuanshen, Golden Body Dharma.

That should be the Nascent Soul Realm of martial arts practice!
(End of this chapter)