Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 83 Sanctification of the Flesh
Xuanzang only felt a weak pressure distributed all over his body. Although this kind of pressure was innocuous to him, when his feet landed on the second stone step, the pressure doubled.

Even so, for Xuanzang, who has a quasi-sage-level physical body, this kind of pressure is naturally nothing, and he continues to move forward.

"Tread! Tread!"

Xuanzang galloped up under the pressure. If this scene was seen by the witches of the past, their jaws would drop in shock.

This son's physical body was simply abnormal, and he was able to move forward quickly under Pangu's pressure, almost indistinguishable from the ancestor witch's physical body.

The closer you get to the plaque, the greater the pressure becomes. There are a thousand steps, and when you step on the nine hundred and ninetieth step, the pressure increases sharply.

Even with the physical body of Xuanzang's late quasi-sage, he felt the heavy pressure, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

Nine hundred and ninety one!

Nine hundred and ninety one!
Muscles and bones groaned, Xuanzang hadn't felt this kind of pressure for a long time.

"If you can do push-ups in this environment in the future, the effect will be even better!"

Xuanzang thought to himself.

Raise your thighs and go up another level. At this time, the speed will slow down by one point every time you go up a level.

When I reached level 99, suddenly my spine was aroused by inexplicable coercion, and a hot current rushed out, and soon flowed all over my body.

As the pressure around him eased, Xuanzang revealed a look of surprise. Although he had fused quite a few black crystals before, it was far from the accumulation of breakthroughs in the physical body.

But at this moment, attracted by that inexplicable coercion, the potential in his body seemed to be developed, and his physical cultivation reached a new level again.

The golden font in the mind has also changed:

[Normal Status]: The Peak of True Immortals
[Seriously]: The pinnacle of quasi-sage
【anger】:? ? ?

Feeling the full sense of strength in his body, Xuanzang had the urge to ask the Tathagata Buddha to eat a set of combined punches.

Raising his head, Xuanzang stepped onto the last step and came to the open space in front of the Pangu Hall.

Once on this platform, all the pressure disappeared, Xuanzang felt his body lighten up, but the restlessness in his heart urged him to open the palace door.

The huge black-colored palace gate is tens of thousands of feet high. Xuanzang here is like an ant standing in front of a giant dragon. There are no deliberate carvings on it, only some natural lines. The lines are full of mystery and wonder, which is eye-catching. You will be immersed in it involuntarily.

It seems to contain the mystery of the Dao, if you can understand it, you will be able to ascend in the daytime, and transform into an immortal.

As soon as he touched the door of the palace, a burst of heartbeat came from inside the hall.

"Bam! Boom! Bam..."

Xuanzang faintly heard the heartbeat getting louder and louder, and it seemed that the frequency was consistent with the frequency of the heart in his chest.

"This...isn't it a plot of seizing a home?"

Xuanzang subconsciously thought of some cultivating novels he had read in his previous life, and he didn't dare to step into them for a while.

After hesitating outside the door for a long time, Xuanzang couldn't help sighing, retracted his palms, and walked towards the stone steps, intending to suppress his curiosity and leave this place where he might be taken away.

Staying alive is the foundation of one's life.

But at this moment, the door of the Wanzhang Palace suddenly opened, black mist spewed out from the palace, and a shadow shot out.

It was a heart thousands of meters long, covered with blood vessels as thick as a dragon. Although it was beating, it exuded a dilapidated and decayed atmosphere.

Just as Xuanzang was about to avoid it, the heart was already on his body, and he directly swallowed it into his heart.

"Boom..."

As soon as Xuanzang's eyes were darkened, he entered a strange place. The blood around him seemed to have dried up, leaving only some fleshy walls, and the breath of the Dao of Power clings to it.

With a movement of Xuanzang's mind, he contacted the somewhat dim planet in the mental space. The planet's body suddenly moved, and a strange ripple spread out from the mental space.

"Power! Power! Power!"

The sound of praise on the avenue hummed endlessly.

The surrounding flesh walls seemed to have spirituality, and suddenly shrank as if they had found their master.

outside world.

The huge heart of thousands of feet curled up like a pumped tire, and the purple breath spread out from above.

A stream of extremely pure purple gas penetrated into Xuanzang's dantian, entrenched under the primordial spirit.

After a while, another earth-yellow aura entered Xuanzang's dantian. The two, one left and one right, were trampled under the feet of Yuanshen.

Countless illusory powers of the Great Dao drifted away from the heart, and poured into the star representing the Dao of Power in Xuanzang's mind space.

The black star seems to have been greatly replenished. The star began to glow faintly from the original dimness. The power of the great way surged around the star, and an illusory image of Xuanzang gradually appeared on the star.

Xuanzang's physical body shook, and a golden flower appeared in the sky, and the heaven and the earth contended!

Immortal flowers in the world, golden lotus springing up from the ground, clouds growing in the sky, and rainbows filling the air.

Invisible marks flew out of the flesh continuously, covering every inch of the prehistoric world.

"Clang clang clang..."

The sanctification bell rang twelve times, heaven and earth celebrated, and all things naturally rejoiced.

"My physical body has actually broken through again..."

Xuanzang only felt that a kind of endless power was conceived in the physical body. The so-called rebirth of severed limbs and rebirth with a drop of blood were just scum to this kind of power. Now that the physical body is sanctified, the physical body is immortal , No one in this prehistoric world can completely kill him, it is difficult to bury him in the sky, and it is difficult to bury him in the earth.

Even if someone uses the power of the great way to obliterate his body into nothingness, as long as the prehistoric world is not destroyed, he will be infinitely reborn with the branding of his body.

The vision of sanctification appeared near the Pangu Temple in the black desert, but there seemed to be some power covering this area, so that the six saints who lived in seclusion in the sky did not notice it.

33 days away, in Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun's evil corpse clone suddenly opened its eyes, and said to himself with a strange expression on his face: "This deity is in harmony with the way of heaven and feels a trace of sanctification? The disgust of the way of heaven, will some creatures consume the origin of the prehistoric world?"

"Could it be that guy Yang Mei, but isn't he afraid that the deity will suppress him after he joins the Dao, and fled to the depths of the chaos?"

Hongjun's evil corpse hesitated for a moment, and rang the Hong bell in Zixiao Palace.

With the sound of the bell, all kinds of magical brilliance lit up in the saint's ashram outside the prehistoric world.

"The teacher calls, let's go!"

The two monks in the Western Daoist Temple immediately used the technique of teleportation and came to the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Soon Sanqing and Nuwa also came to the scene.

Master Tongtian's complexion was not good, he didn't say hello to his two elder brothers, but just gave a cold snort, and nodded to Nuwa instead.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked on coldly, as if he was very displeased with the attitude of the leader of Tongtian, but he didn't attack it because he was in front of Zixiao Palace.

Taishang Laozi still looks like a stranger, and has seen other saints with a blank face.

After all the saints met each other, the door of the temple opened automatically, and the six saints walked in.

As soon as everyone entered it, the door of the palace filled with purple air closed instantly.

……

The big golden characters in Xuanzang's mind changed, three lines of characters became one line.

[Strength]: Rule Saint
Although these four words are concise, Xuanzang can understand that as his attitude becomes more serious or angry, he can overturn the laws and sages of different realms.

In the prehistoric world, the realm of saints is divided into four grades, junior middle school and post-top, and the strength gap between each grade is very large. Although they are all immortal, their strength will vary. The stronger side can even directly suppress the weak. seal.

In addition,

　The magic weapon will also affect the strength of the strength. For example, in the hands of the Master Tongtian, four top-grade spiritual treasures form a sword array, which cannot be broken by the four saints.

　　And Xuanzang is a saint in the body, a saint with the law of his own achievement, it is difficult to hurt his body without the treasure of chaos, and he is almost invincible at the same level! (anti-piracy version)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)