I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 376: Heaven does not help people, people help themselves
In ancient times, only the emperor would be called Long Live. The original meaning meant eternal existence and was originally a congratulatory speech to the monarch from his subjects.

Not everyone can afford this kind of title.

Long Live and Wan Sui are just one word different, and their meanings are completely different. They gathered the power of thousands of Sui, and after Mr. Fu's ingenious transformation, they turned into an extremely terrifying evil spell.

Wan Sui worships, three calls Wan Sui.

In an instant, ghosts cried and wolves howled in the void, and the world became miserable and dull.

Miaozhen's body trembled, and every time he shouted, the Tao Yun in his body was forcibly knocked down.

There is even a feeling that the soul fire is unstable and will be extinguished directly.

Seeing this, Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes into a straight line, looked sideways at the hexagram plate at his feet, and grinned evilly.

"Don't think I don't understand. In your hexagram plate, between you and me, you need at least three steps to complete the hexagram. If I don't move, you will have to take six steps to complete the hexagram. Can you hold on for six steps?"

The two of them had stayed in the Xuyin Land for so long, and he had already figured out the old Taoist priest's methods.

Although my Ten Thousand Evil Technique is crude, it is just a simple combination of soul-calling and worshiping techniques. It cannot be regarded as an excellent and perfect technique, but it is enough to deal with the old Taoist priest.

As long as he doesn't move, let's see how long this old Taoist priest can hold on despite all the worshipers behind him.

Miaozhen slowly raised his head after hearing the words, his face that was already weathered looked even more aged now, he looked at the Wanhuang Mountain, and couldn't help but nodded and said: "Thank you for being able to think of this method, you have been thinking about it for a long time, right?" .”

"Not long after I entered the tomb and saw a steady stream of ghostly figures being taken into the picture of opening the door, I thought, what do you think, it's awesome!"

Mr. Fu looked proud, and it was no wonder that he was so arrogant. There were so many different magics in the world, but even those unfashionable little skills were created by chance after countless attempts.

Those who can create their own art are all talented and intelligent people, and there are even a few who can become kings and hegemons with one art.

As the saying goes, one trick can be used everywhere.

But looking at the past and future, there are no monsters in the world that can create spells at will like Mr. Fu, and can combine several spells together without even trying slowly.

Based on this alone, he is the master of martial arts.

Even the old ghost back then could never compare to him.

only……

Miaozhen reached out and touched her hair.

Strands of white hair floated down from her forehead, and Miaozhen's cloudy eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent. She slowly raised her hand and said, "Who said I still need to perform divination?"

???

Mr. Fu was startled when he heard this. He began to perform divination and cast stones to ask for directions. Isn't this a basic operation? ?

I saw the corners of Miaozhen's lips raised, her fingers spread out, and she whispered: "Hexagram!"

With a hexagram,
For a moment, the Eight Diagrams under his feet were spinning rapidly, and he jumped directly over the steps of fortune-telling and began to quickly form a hexagram.

Not long after, two hexagram symbols appeared out of thin air behind Miaozhen.

The top is separated and the bottom is dry.

Hexagram, there is great fire in the sky!
When the hexagram was completed, Miaozhen's body surged with a nameless luck. With the blessing of luck, the soul fire suddenly turned into the sun.

Miao Zhen made a seal with her fingers and lowered her eyes slightly: "Fire is in the sky, and it is great. A gentleman should curb evil and promote good, and he will give up his life in accordance with heaven."

As the words fell, a bright light suddenly illuminated the void.

Mr. Fu almost bulged his eyes out and screamed: "Oh my god, you fucking cheated!!"

As he said that, he immediately blocked the huge mountain-like evil figure behind him in front of him, and cursed with a distorted face: "Stinky Taoist priest, you lied to me! It turns out that you still have something up your sleeve!!"

When the two were in the Yinxu Land, he asked Taoist Miaozhen to teach him fortune telling several times. Miaozhen taught him fortune telling several times, but he never learned it.

So I asked, "Why is it so troublesome? Just the step of starting the hexagram has to be repeated six times. The hexagram images are still random and have no meaning at all. If you fight with others, you, old Taoist, finally completed the hexagram images. In the end, you still have to complete the hexagram images." What should I do next?"

At that time, Miaozhen just smiled calmly and said: "This is Yi Shu. If I can do whatever hexagrams I want, then I will really become a god."

Mr. Fu later tried to think about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out thoroughly, so he simply stopped learning.

But the current situation is obviously completely different from what Miaozhen taught him back then. The old Taoist priest can raise his hand to form a hexagram, and the hexagram is a superior hexagram such as the great existence of heavenly fire. It is completely different from what he said at the beginning.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, the sky was clear and the scorching Wanshou Mountain was sizzling. Large swaths of haunted ghosts fell down like burned tires under the burning light of the fire.

Hearing Mr. Fu's scolding, the smile on Taoist Miaozhen's face grew thicker: "I've been hiding it for so long just for today."

As he spoke, Taoist Miaozhen raised his hand again.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

More and more hexagrams began to take shape in the hands of Taoist Miaozhen.

Gua: Mountain and modest.

Hexagram: Fire Land Jin Hexagram

Hexagram: Mountain Fire Ben Hexagram

Of the three hexagrams, one was better than the other, and now Mr. Fu's head felt numb.

Good guy, with the Heavenly Fire Dayou before, these four hexagrams are the top Shangshang hexagrams among the sixty-four hexagrams, and he has collected all the four auspicious hexagrams.

It doesn’t matter if you just make a prediction at your fingertips, why can you just get whatever you want? You are so awesome, why don't you go play mahjong?

Blessed by the four auspicious hexagrams, Miao Zhen Taoist's whole body is as bright as the sun, like a scorching sun. Even if he stands there motionless, just by the divine radiance rippling around him, all ghosts and ghosts are wiped out and all evil spirits retreat.

But Mr. Fu was also not a good person. Seeing that the situation was not good, he simply formed a seal with his hands, inserted ten fingers into his chest, and pulled hard.

"Thorn..."

As the skin and flesh were torn open, the bare chest was exposed, and a vermilion heart beat continuously.

Mr. Fu casually picked out the heart, put it in his mouth and bit it into pieces.

Then he sprayed out towards the melting Wan Chong Mountain in front of him.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the entire Wan Chong Mountain red.

Suddenly, the wind blew, the void trembled, and Wan Chong Mountain suddenly began to expand. Each huge tentacle seemed to be piercing into the void, exuding weirdness and ominousness.

When Miaozhen saw this, he had to look serious. When he saw a huge red lotus gradually sprouting from the Wan Chong Mountain, his face became even more gloomy.

"Sure enough, you still haven't given up."

"Hahahaha, I am the Holy Son of White Lotus. If Longhu Mountain had not imprisoned me back then, then when the decadent dynasty fell, it would have been the time when I came to the world to preside over the destruction of the Tao."

Mr. Fu had a ferocious look on his face, and then he recited a sutra: "We are all enlightened and untainted by dust. The bells and drums in the shadowless temple are ringing. We can see the light freely in all directions. It shines everywhere. Maitreya is born after the three yangs return to nirvana. We can survive the disaster with two yuan." Raising swords and soldiers, the Jade Emperor will be replaced in the sky, and the King of Hell will be replaced on the ground."

As the scriptures were chanted and chanted, the lotus flower growing on Wan Chong Mountain became more and more enchanting and sinister.

The billowing evil energy rushed straight towards Niu Dou, and it was actually as strong as the fire of the sun behind Taoist Miaozhen.

"Kill, kill! Kill!"

Bursts of killing cries rang out from somewhere in the dark. The killing cries seemed to run through time and space and come from every sacrificial cry of the White Lotus Sect in the past.

There are even wisps of light of faith that can be seen with the naked eye flying out from those altars and descending on this lotus in this life.

"Hey……"

Miaozhen sighed, said nothing more, and just started the hexagram again calmly.

This time, the Bagua rotation under the feet is much slower than the previous four hexagrams.

Miaozhen did not intervene directly, but looked down at the hexagram plate at his feet, with a moment of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

At this time, Mr. Fu suddenly noticed that Taoist Miaozhen's body was aging rapidly.

It is visible to the naked eye that he is aging rapidly.

His hair fell off in large swaths, and his body, which was originally relatively strong, now had its flesh and blood faded away, leaving only the dried old skin hanging on the bones. Seeing this scene, the smile on Mr. Fu's face grew thicker, he slapped his forehead and danced with joy: "Haha, you can't hold it anymore, right? You deserve to die, right? Hahahaha, after all, you are a mortal body, you fight But I."

Miaozhen did not answer Mr. Fu. He just opened his mouth with difficulty and asked in a hoarse voice: "If a person dies, he will become a ghost. If a ghost dies, he will die. If he dies, he will die. If he dies, he will die. If he dies, he will die. What do you think? How many times can I die?"

Mr. Fu was startled and tilted his head to look at Miaozhen. He didn't know why Miaozhen was now so old that he couldn't even speak.

But at this moment, Mr. Fu felt a great sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He muttered in a low voice: "When people die, they become ghosts, when ghosts die, they become ghosts, and when ghosts die...that's not right!!"

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Taoist Miaozhen: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Miaozhen smiled.

It's just that his face is saggy and drooping, and it looks uglier when he smiles than when he cries.

He looked at the hexagram plate at his feet and saw that a round of hexagrams had begun to slowly stop at his feet. He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I'm going to die, so what do you mean by saying I'm dead?"

"you are dead?"

The ominous premonition in Mr. Fu's heart became stronger and stronger.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the hexagrams paused at the feet of Taoist Miaozhen. The hexagrams were not complete at the moment, but it could be seen that they were the Qian hexagrams.

"Qian Gua..."

There was a thump in his heart, and he immediately raised his head with red eyes and said, "Impossible, you want to become an immortal?? Why do you do that?"

Miaozhen squinted his eyes, or it could be said that due to excessive aging at this moment, his eyes were no longer visible.

He raised his head and thought about the past.

The past keeps popping up in my mind.

He became a monk at the age of three, and received the Taoist title at the age of six. When he was a child, he stood on the mountains and rivers, watching the rise and fall of the sea of ​​clouds. At that time, he also had a master beside him.

He still remembered how strong his master looked. He also remembered that in order to find some herbs for himself to replenish his body, he went to fight the old tree spirits in the mountains alone for three days and three nights. When he came back, his thighs could not close together.

Later, when I grew up, my master also passed away, and the world was like a duckweed in a sea of ​​clouds. No matter whether it was fame or fortune, in the end, all four things were in vain, just a handful of loess.

Later, troubled times arose, and all living beings suffered, with yellowish complexions and thin muscles, and they changed their bodies to eat.

Before the world was in chaos, people were already in dire straits.

All he can do is accept a disciple and escape to the mountains and forests.

It wasn't until his apprentice died that he walked out of the mountains and forests, causing a stir in the world. He beat the world's masters and fled, forcing his enemies to bow their heads and killing a whole family.

It wasn't until the Heavenly Master heard the news that he came and slapped him awake. He suddenly realized that it was only at this moment that he truly understood the meaning of his own scripture of saving people, nothing more than that sentence.

"Life in this world is full of suffering. God does not help people, people help themselves."

Thinking of this, Miaozhen smiled at the corner of her lips: "I act on my conscience!"

"conscience??"

Mr. Fu was startled, then burst into laughter, his eyes red: "I've smashed your conscience!"

As Mr. Fu took a deep breath, he saw that the Wan Chong Mountain behind him was swelling more and more, and the lotus flowers on it were swaying, exuding all kinds of ominous things. Under Mr. Fu's urging, it was like Mount Tai, pressing down on Taoist Miaozhen.

The huge mountain of meat came down with such force that before it even touched Miaozhen, Miaozhen's body made bursts of cracking sounds like fried beans.

Until there was a boom.

Miaozhendu's physical body was also smashed to pieces in an instant.

"It's done!!"

Mr. Fu danced happily, but soon stayed quiet again. He walked forward step by step with a grimace, and took back the huge mountain of flesh. He looked at the smashed body in front of him, still keeping the smile on his face. .

The laugh was very stiff and forced, or it could be said that he was forcing himself to laugh.

It felt like this time it was smashed and everything was smashed, but at the same time my heart was empty.

It's like I'm always chasing an achievement in the game.

But after he accomplished something, the short-term joy was replaced by confusion and boredom.

"Just die like that?"

Mr. Fu squatted next to Miaozhen's corpse, looking at the bones in front of him that had been broken into a pile of rotten flesh, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Then he suddenly reached out and started to pull at Miaozhen's corpse.

"No, no, you definitely won't die like this. Stand up, stand up, aren't you an immortal? Are you standing up??"

Mr. Fu tried to join several bones together.

Seeing the broken bones scattered on the ground again, Mr. Fu was stunned for a few seconds, and then he waved his hand in anger, knocking Miaozhen's bones all over the ground.

Just when he was about to lose his temper and curse, Leng Buding saw that there seemed to be a hexagram under Miaozhen's corpse.

Immediately, he gently opened it with his hand and saw that it was a Kun hexagram.

The lower stem and the upper kun.

This is……

Tai hexagram, heaven and earth support? ?

"Rumble, rumble..."

On Shouyang Mountain, Xu Xin and others were sitting under a big tree to enjoy the shade.

Just listen to Xu Xin talk endlessly about how he scared the second master of the Cui family and fled in panic, and how he saw the ghost fairy born.

Just when he was talking about the topic where he was frothing, suddenly there was a thunderous explosion above his head, which frightened Xu Xin so much that he almost fell to the ground.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he looked up at the sky above his head, only to see that the sky, which was originally fine, suddenly became covered with dark clouds.

"Oh my god, I almost scared the soul out of me!!"

"Didn't the weather forecast say it will be sunny today? Why did it suddenly become cloudy?"

Everyone also looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "Boss, you can control me, control him, and you can also control God. As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune come overnight. Who knows why God suddenly changed his face."

Xu Xinyi curled his lips: "Superstition, God, believe it or not, I will make a call right now and ask someone to disperse the rain clouds. I only believe in man's destiny."

After saying that, Xu Xin couldn't help but glance up with a guilty conscience.

"Boss, it's been almost three days. Why is there no movement down there? It's hard for the company to explain."

One of the team members said with a grimace.

Since Taoist Miaozhen and others led the team down the tomb passage, the pressure on the company has also increased sharply.

Not just because of the arrest of Gu Xiangcheng and Mr. Fu.

After all, they are also afraid of causing trouble again, not to mention Taoist Miaozhen, even Si Xiaoyin is also quite old.

Besides, the three surnamed disciples from Longhu Mountain have followed. If something goes wrong below, the company cannot bear the responsibility.

"Boss, stop talking. I think it seems a bit..."

At this time, a team member pointed to the top of his head: "Look!"

Xu Xin and the others raised their heads after hearing this. They walked out from the shade of the tree and looked up. This was the only time they raised their heads.

"boom!!"

A bolt of thunder swayed from the clouds, splitting a hole in the clouds, and a golden light broke through the void and shone directly on Shouyang Mountain.

At this moment, countless people in China raised their heads in shock and looked at Shouyang Mountain.

The old man of the Xu family, who had originally taken the high-speed train and was about to leave for the south, suddenly got into a cold war, stood up and lay in front of the window, looking at the thick haze above his head, with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost. , screamed: "Someone has become an immortal?"

(End of this chapter)