I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries

Chapter 145 Golden Entry: Immortal Martial Fellows

The old monk's expression froze: "The almsgiver is cautious..."

Xie Que knew that the original method of ten metaphors before it was modified by Feng Zidu focused on the state of mind.

Each of the ten metaphors has its own spirit, which requires the practitioner to divide his mind and suppress it.

If the mind is confused, the strength will drop a lot.

Hence, Xie Que immediately turned on the talk mode: "Speak carefully? You have nephritis!"

"Stop your Buddhist ways. You talk about Amitabha Buddha, but you only want to exterminate your family."

"Since your Nanfa Temple claims to be Hinayana Buddhism, you cannot save sentient beings, so you can only save yourself."

"Can a monk who only saves himself be called a monk?"

The old monk frowned and pointed at Xie Que: "Donor..."

Xie Que's mouth was like a cannonball, interrupting the old monk's spell: "What kind of magic are you using? Eat shit!"

As soon as the words fell, a fire of anger ignited from his body.

During the hundred years of journey, he had never communicated with anyone, but he never expected to be severely scolded when he landed.

But what he didn't expect was that Xie Que took action faster than him.

There was already a huge fist mark on his chest, which made his entire chest sink.

The Yixian Yueqin soared from behind the old monk, and the raging sea roared up torrents.

"Yueqin, Gongyin." Between the reverberations of the sound waves, the water flow aroused by the sound waves trembled at high speed.

In a moment, several white marks were cut on Xie Que's extremely hard body.

White marks!This is something that even the Flesh Bodhisattva has failed to do!
Xie Que looked at the white marks on his body: "You hurt me."

The old monk couldn't help but be stunned. There were no warriors in Qiongyuhai. They were either ordinary people or cultivators. There was no such thing as martial arts.

He didn't know that there would be anyone who could cultivate his physical body to such an extent.

A forceful burning breath approached the old monk's body, and in an instant, Xie Que's body broke through the torrent, and his breath was like lava on the seabed.

This astonishing aura reminded him of a legend circulating in the Qiongyu Sea.

That was the King of Burning Sea who was rumored to have penetrated the sea route from the Qiongyu Sea to the Great Zhou Sea!

The power revealed by it can burn mountains and boil seas, and instantly annihilate Yinshen.

Even the spiritual generals in Poseidon Temple have failed in their pursuit.

Originally wanted to escape from the Yin God, but at this time he hesitated because of the name of a big monster.

A moment of hesitation by the old monk is a moment of determination, a moment of heat, and a moment of fist light.

Boiling blood heralds his high killing intent!
In the blink of an eye, the fierce killing fist has already broken through the Buddha light protecting the old monk's body and hit his body.

The Qi and blood on Xie Que's body had been completely released, and the entire sea area was filled with a sense of suffocation in an instant.

During the extremely fast sweep, the old monk's body kept falling down like a rag doll.

But what puzzled the old monk was that the opponent's fists missed his body many times.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the other party's eyes?The old monk was a little puzzled, but he was still looking for a chance to escape.

The three meridians in Xie Que's body, Shen Tang, San Jiao, and He Yang, have been stimulated to become extremely swollen. If it is delayed any longer, he will withdraw from the secret martial state.

Even if the old monk wanted to fight back, he was unable to do anything.

He originally wanted to escape from the Yin Shen and fight Xie Que, but he hesitated in the name of Burning Sea King, but he was extremely hesitant.

The other party was full of wind and cloud, his fists moved mountains and rivers, and his moves were full of dominance, but he missed the good opportunity because of momentary hesitation.

The palm is on the body, the fist shakes the soul!
Suddenly, the Qi and blood attached to Xie Que's fist brought a bitter hot wind.

When Xiongba waved it, he actually missed the old monk's position and hit the air beside him.

good chance!The old monk found a flaw, and when the sound of the piano sounded again, his figure actually accelerated dozens of times.

The Buddha's light suddenly appeared, and behind the old monk, black butterflies, water birds, white bones and other eight dharma metaphors all appeared, and he also landed on the water again like a butterfly.

He let out a sigh of relief on his complexion, and couldn't help being puzzled, such a master made such a mistake.

And he didn't hit himself more than once.

But in his eyes, Xie Que showed a smile, and the old monk was also stunned.

"What do you think I'm fighting for?" In Xie Que's eyes, a trace of air surrounding the old monk began to dissipate.

The old monk felt that the yin spirit in his body was beginning to gradually collapse, his vitality was passing away, and his life was about to die.

"Your death marks are really hard!" Xie Que wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, "I'm exhausted."

"Amitabha!"

The old monk said the Buddha's name again, the Buddha's light dissipated, and his body fell into the sea.

Xie Que picked it up, and a burst of golden light shone in front of his eyes.

Xie Que couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

You Lao Deng are not only weak but also double-standard. I didn't expect that the residual value after death is quite high!
The Death Judgment Tulu was opened to the thousandth page, which represented the thousandth entry Xie Que had obtained.

Fellow cultivator of Xianwu: Golden entry, your martial arts and immortal cultivation go hand in hand, and the one with the highest cultivation takes precedence.

With a loud bang, Xie Que felt an explosion in his soul.

A strange force suddenly emanated from the soul, soothing the emotions to an incomparably calm state.

Xie Que only felt that his mind was at peace, and no distracting thoughts arose.

He knows that this is the first level of literary skills "Entering Meditation".

Thinking of what was said in the Taoist scriptures, Xie Que imagined how he felt when he leaped hard, like a kun turning into a roc.

This is the most difficult stage of entering concentration, when the Yin spirit leaves the body.

It is extremely difficult to complete it if your mind is too complicated, which leads to the need for martial arts practitioners to start practicing from an early age.

Xie Que only felt that his body became extremely light, as if floating in the air.

He looked down, his body was soaking in the sea water with eyes closed.

An unprecedented strange feeling came from his heart, Xie Que stretched out his hand to touch it, but his own hand passed straight through his body.

The power of the Yin God rose again, and Xie Que felt that he could transform into a gust of Yin wind, spread around tens of meters, or change into any shape.

This is the second realm of literary skills, "entering the void".

All of a sudden, Xie Que felt that he could drive objects with his thoughts, and the yin spirit would come out of his body in a single thought.

As long as there is a suitable body, I can attach myself to it.

The third realm is to enter the world.

Xie Que has never practiced any martial arts or Taoism, so it is only the purest Yinshen power and nothing else.

There are also only the most basic abilities of the Yin God, such as leaving the body, transforming, repelling objects, and possessing bodies.

Even if it is a master martial artist, it is difficult to kill him directly because of lack of means.

These are basically the shortcomings of orthodox literary skills. Those who have practiced them are almost the same as those who have not.

The power of Yin Shen continued to surge, and an awkward feeling came from the bottom of his heart.

This is due to the lack of entry into the dharma, and Xie Que is still only at the third level of literary skills.

But without the necessary skills, even if Xie Que's Yin God can be strong enough to possess a world, there is no other means.

Xie Que thought about it, he still needs to get a way to enter the Dharma.

Not only does it make one's own strength more diverse, but it can also find some cover when one does some bad things.

With a change of mind, Xie Que's consciousness entered the troupe again.

After sifting through what he could afford, various ancient Taoist arts and literary skills appeared in Xie Que's mind.

Nine Pure Immortal Light, Demon Forging True Fire, Demonic Heavenly Seal, Buddhist Twins...

At this moment, an inexplicable voice fell into Xie Que's ears.

"Since you are destined to Zhuang Zhou, I will give you a Taoist method suitable for you."

An ancient Buddhist method called "Bodhicitta Awakening" gradually appeared in Xie Que's mind.

This Dharma is not included in the exchange of Liyuan.

It is the source of all kinds of Buddhism, and it is rumored that it is the method of the patriarch Subhuti and the great day Tathagata.

Also known as "Davilujana Sutra on Enlightenment of Buddha" or "Darijing", it is also the source of Nanfa Temple's "Ten Metaphors".

(End of this chapter)