Destiny Immortal Way

021 The Wicked Monk Seeing Benevolence

On the [-]th day, Mass Burial Ridge was in turmoil, with deadly aura sweeping across the imperial city. The whistling sound was like a magic sound, which made many monks in the imperial city heartbroken and felt the threat of death. At this moment The Mass Burial Ridge is like an abyss, ready to swallow all life forms.

However, this terrifying momentum was quickly suppressed by the magical sound of the piano, and everyone mourned. What kind of sadness is this!It seems to have been precipitated through the ages, and there is a magical power that arouses the emotions of all living beings.

In Mass Burial Ridge, Lin Xiao naturally also heard the sound of the piano. It came from the depths, from an unknown distance, and the sorrow from the depths of his memory suddenly flooded out like a tide, and soon drowned it.

In the catastrophe of the doomsday, the lives were devastated, the parents turned into puddles of pus and blood in front of his eyes, and the bones of his relatives did not exist, so he could only build an empty grave to replace them.At a critical juncture, the beloved girl stepped forward and died on her behalf. The last look back, sad, nostalgic, regretful, some words, before it was too late to say, the phrase "I like you" choked in her throat, settled in her heart, and evolved became a great regret.

Moon!An ethereal and beautiful name, that almost perfect girl, is destined to become Lin Xiao's greatest grief and regret in this life.I haven't had time to love you, you just left!Die for me!

"what--!"

Lin Xiao raised his head to the sky and let out a mournful cry. The great pain overwhelmed him. He grabbed one of Wang Chong's legs and yanked it violently. The blood splashed all over his body.

Wang Chong screamed, but he was still immersed in endless fear, rolling on the ground screaming ghostly, the physical and mental pain tormented him!

"Roar--!"

Lin Xiao couldn't care about Wang Chong now, and there was a beast-like roar from his throat. Tears flooded his entire face like torrential rain. Because of the great pain, his face looked very ferocious, and all the muscles in his body squirmed. , There is a terrifying force surging.

He screamed for a long time, and it seemed that he could temporarily vent the grief in his heart. Now he was aroused by the magical sound of the piano, and the greatest pain in his heart was aroused. Scenes of memories appeared before his eyes. At this moment, he was completely immersed in the huge in the sorrow.

"Ding--!"

In the depths of the Mass Burial Ridge, the magical sound of the piano is still there. The closer you are to the sound of the piano, the greater the impact. The same is true for Wang Hong and his gang. Everyone has pain on their faces, and those who are unbearable even roll on the ground with their heads in their arms. Whoever has no past has no pain in his memory.

"Amitabha--!"

Somewhere in the Mass Burial Ridge, a fat monk sat cross-legged, chanted the Buddha's name, and recited Buddhist scriptures plausibly, but even so, he was trembling all over, his chubby face showed pain, and he was sweating profusely. Obviously he is also suffering great pain, this is not who the monk is!

All living beings in the world cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires, even a monk who eats fast and recites Buddha cannot escape.

"what--!"

Monk Jianren finally couldn't take it anymore, and roared in pain, but still maintained a cross-legged posture, and in the center of his eyebrows, a faint "Buddha" gradually appeared, exuding a sacred golden light.

"Roar--!"

However, at a certain moment, the pain of the benevolent monk seemed to have reached a limit, and a terrible roar came out from his throat. The black is frantically devouring the sacred golden light on the word "Buddha".

Monk Jianren suffered more and more, with painful struggles on his face, and the appearance of black on the word "Buddha", which seemed to intensify his pain. In the end, he clenched his teeth and shut his mouth, but the bursts of terrible roars did not stop , as if it came from his body, the "Buddha" seal on the center of the eyebrows was half-stained by the strange black, exuding a terrifying demonic nature.

Buddhist monks are supposed to be merciful and save all living beings, but there is a terrifying demonic nature in the body of Jianren monk, which is fighting with his holy power. It is really strange that such a situation appears in a monk.

I don't know what the origin of this monk is!This phenomenon is really too mysterious!

……

The turmoil in the Mass Burial Ridge was suppressed by the divine piano sound, and gradually calmed down. The covered night sky revealed its true face, and a round of bright and clear moon hung there quietly. The cold white light seemed to be more and more sacred at this moment.

Lin Xiao is now enduring unparalleled pain, and the profound kung fu in his body is running rapidly. The mysterious incisions that should belong to the stone tablet have turned into lines that seem to be alive and appear on the surface of Lin Xiao's skin. However, this time, these mysterious and The complicated stele pattern is very clear, exuding an ancient brilliance with an indescribable color.

"Dong dong dong..."

Moreover, there was a faint sound like a war drum in Lin Xiao's body. His current state was completely stimulated to the peak state, and his energy was soaring. Under the stimulation of the magical sound of the piano, Lin Xiao seemed to be undergoing some special events. The change.

After a while, Mass Burial Ridge finally returned to its former calm, and the mysterious piano sound from the depths gradually disappeared, as if the song had still come to an end.

"Xiantu asked, where is my way? Where is my way?"

Lin Xiao also withdrew from the great grief, murmured unconsciously, and immersed himself in a mysterious state. He sat there cross-legged, pinching the strange magic seal with his hands, and his profound arts continued to operate. After the baptism of grief, he seemed to vaguely see his own direction, and he was about to take that step.

In a daze, he seemed to be in an ancient battlefield, where endless killings filled the place, the sky and the earth were shattered, the avenue became chaotic at this moment, countless black holes appeared in the sky, like a hornet's nest.

Those who are destined to obey the destiny, now that the avenue is broken, do they still need to obey the destiny?Lin Xiao seemed a little dazed, he suddenly remembered what the Master of Tianji Sect said that day, those who defy the fate of heaven often will not die well, and all beings in the world are in the cycle of heaven and earth, and it is impossible to escape from it!

"Buzzing..."

The pure aura contained in every part of the body has been transformed into true qi, drawn by the profound art, and circulated along a mysterious path, streams of pure true qi flowed into Lin Xiao's meridians, and the true qi surged , dredging his meridians.

Refining Aiki refers to transforming all the aura in flesh and blood into true qi, guiding it into the meridians, and forming a cycle of true qi according to the skills he has cultivated. Lin Xiao is going through this process at the moment, and this process consumes The time is also longer.

After the time of a stick of incense passed, the true energy circulation in Lin Xiao's body tended to be complete. At this moment, his whole body was transparent, and he could faintly see a mysterious and complicated true energy circulation meridian map, with countless light spots flickering, as if Contains a vast starry sky, with an artistic conception that encompasses heaven and earth.

But Lin Xiao obviously hasn't completed his skills yet. He is still groping in confusion, walking in that vague direction. The circular meridian diagram always lacks a kind of verve, without a trace of spirituality.

In other words, he hasn't really taken that step yet!It's just infinitely close, with a thin layer of veil in front of it, it will break if you poke it!But even with this thin layer of gauze blocking it, it seemed quite difficult.

The journey of cultivating immortals not only pays attention to the cultivation of true qi, but more importantly, one's own perception, which can also be said to be the realm of the soul, this is the most important thing!

This is also the reason why on the doomsday earth, the older people generally have higher cultivation bases, because they have experienced more, realized more, and their soul realm is higher. As long as they have enough resources, they can pass the level all the way.

And Lin Xiao is still very old, so he is naturally inferior in realm, and needs constant tempering!

……

"too frightening!"

Wang Hong and his group finally recovered. They were greatly affected before. The weaker members of the team could not even withstand the collapse and died. What's more, they killed each other to vent their anger. Now the five survivors except Wang Hong There are only ten body-refining nine-level cultivators left for those who are strong in refining and combining Qi.

This time Wang Hong brought a full thirty, but he lost half of it all at once. Those people either inhaled the weird gray fog here, saw some terrible things and were frightened to death, or they were killed by the depths of the Mass Burial Ridge. The mysterious sound of the piano was so exciting that he collapsed and died.Such a huge loss made Wang Hong's face pale.

"It's Young Master Wang's cry! In that direction!"

A cultivator at the ninth level of body training exclaimed first.

"quick!"

The others also heard the horrific screams. Wang Hong's face was ecstatic, and he led the crowd to follow Wang Chong's screams, and soon found Lin Xiao and Wang Chong who was rolling all over the ground.

"Chong'er!"

Wang Hong yelled and rushed over to hold Wang Chong down.

"Chong'er's legs—!"

Immediately, Wang Hong saw Wang Chong's bloody ###, his right leg was bloody to the root, which was torn off by Lin Xiao in a frenzy before.

"It actually crippled one of my son's legs!"

Anger burst into Wang Hong's eyes, and Wang Chong, who was in a state of madness, was stunned with a palm. He stared coldly at Lin Xiao who was sitting cross-legged not far away.

"Haha...God help me, this kid seems to be in a critical moment!"

A strong man who refines Qi and Qi laughed and said, "It's this brat who made them miserable and lost a lot of soldiers and generals!"

"Hey! Hold on, let me do it!"

Wang Hong's eyes were terribly cold, staring at Lin Xiao who was immersed in the mysterious state, he wanted to personally deal with this nasty boy, and let him suffer several times!Now he has disabled the leg of his only son Wang Chong. It can be said that Wang Hong hates Lin Xiao to the bone.

"What a pity, this kid is about to take that step! Hehe... Let me break it with my own hands! Haha..."

Standing in front of Lin Xiao, Wang Hong laughed maniacally. He slapped Lin Xiao's Tianling Gai with his palm. Now that the latter is at a critical juncture, he has lost all sense of the outside world and can only be slaughtered by Wang Hong!

Wang Hong was looking forward to Lin Xiaoxing's expression when he turned around and found that he was about to be promoted but was broken by his own hands. Not only did he want to destroy Lin Xiao's way forward, but he also wanted to capture him and take his secrets as his own!

However, at this moment, a burst of golden light appeared, and a golden foot kicked directly on Wang Hong's face. It came so suddenly that even Wang Hong didn't react.

"I'll wipe... which wicked person!"

Being kicked on the face by someone's foot, Wang Hong's face turned black all of a sudden, and he couldn't help but yell!Thinking about him, Wang Hong, as the boss of the Wang family, he could be regarded as a respectable person in the imperial city, but now he is kicked on the face by someone's foot, what a shame!Just want to drive him crazy!

"Amitabha! The donor's hostility is too strong, let the poor monk come and purify it for you!"

The voice of the monk Jianren came, full of holiness and compassion. I saw him sitting cross-legged on a lotus throne, hanging in the low sky, pinching the Buddha's seal with his hands, like an eminent monk, smiling and staring at the dark place below. Wang Hong with one face.

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