Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 882
"Social practice is the criterion for testing the truth. Whether it is Fa-rectification is not what you say."

"To put it bluntly, it's the same path. Zhuxia Zhonghua can walk it. It took you Tianzhu Sheguo a long time to embark on this path that suits you."

Listening to An Lanyue's narration, Ouyang Ke sighed, "Comrade Anna is right."

"So although I refuted the Dharma of Master Da'a, I also refuted Di Yi's fallacies at the same time, and pointed out the direction for Master Da'a."

"In conclusion, I must have passed the test of Da Ah, and it is only natural to get merit."

Antonina, no, it should be An Lanyue clapping her hands with a smile, with a relaxed look, "Speaking of which, there have been two experiences in a row, in which Buddhist thoughts were faintly involved in the struggle. It seems that this so-called corpse The experience in the mountains should be the participation of the so-called Buddha."

"Buddha?" Ouyang Ke shook his head, "This enlightenment is probably a fake, right?"

"You can't say that." An Lanyue shook her head, "No matter how much you underestimate this Buddha, you can't deny the fact that he is very likely to be a sixth-order."

"The reason why the immature Buddhist thoughts are shown here is just because it is likely that the thoughts of a certain growth stage of the Buddha reflect the corpse mountain."

Maybe.

……

The seventh floor of Corpse Mountain Abyss.

A picture scroll of a gray-clothed priest and a tall demon narrating the truth hangs in the void.

Below the picture scroll, two slender and tall men stood side by side, looking at the picture scroll.

"In the beginning, it was a magic sound by the sea against a Sanskrit sound, and the two were evenly divided. Then it was the black chess attacking and killing against the white chess defending in the deep mountains. Now it is the pastor against the demon king in this picture scroll in the sky." Gao Xueji, who was dressed in white and snow-covered, said flatly : "It can be seen that the battle between good and evil is about to be decided."

The person next to Gao Xueji was dressed in black, with a long sword on his back, and his face was equally indifferent, but he was comparable to Gao Xueji, but he was the invincible arrogance in the world of true martial arts, with no doubt about his sword.

If there were outsiders here, I'm afraid it would be hard to believe that such an outstanding person like Gao Xueji would be like good friends with Jian Buyi, a genius who was not born in Zhenwu Palace.

"Can you confirm that the evil side is him?" Jian Buyi asked calmly.

Gao Xueji shook her head slightly, "No."

Jian Buyi nodded slightly, as if to comfort Gao Xueji, "Be patient, don't rush, just take your time."

Gao Xueji hummed lightly, as if she also understood this.

When he raised his hand, the huge picture scroll shrank rapidly, and finally fell into his hand.

"Let's go, let's continue walking and see if we can find more clues."

……

On the bank of the abyss, many great venerables looked at the names on the jade wall, from top to bottom, the top row was almost all the fate wheel talents from all walks of life.

Among them, Gao Xueji ranked first, with a merit value as high as 3000 million, far surpassing No.2 Hong Qiong, after all, the latter only had 800 million.

It's just that the great venerables feel that it is worth noting that there is also Jian Buyi, a genius among casual cultivators, who is also hanging high in the first row.

But everyone didn't care too much about it. Peerless Tianjiao, normal operation, maybe this Tianjiao is lucky.

In contrast, those names that had already faded made them sigh even more.

For endless years, every time the resentful spirits in the channel subside, the Nine Realms will organize geniuses to go down to practice, but there will always be many geniuses who fall in it.

Beside Li Huangyu, Li Hanzhong looked at Ye Ang's name and felt a little relieved.

"Who are you looking at?" Li Huangyu asked.

Li Hanzhong's face suddenly became a little weird. After thinking about it, he still said, "Ye Ang."

Li Huangyu glanced at it, "12 merits, very good."

Li Hanzhong said with a smile: "That's not it, this little guy probably only broke through to the second level of Jindan, and he can achieve such a result, which is far beyond my expectations, but I don't know what his chance is in the mountain of corpses, and whether he has already broken through. We have reached the Golden Core Third Heaven."

"Ye Ang?" Li Huangyu murmured slightly, "Why is it a little familiar?"

Li Hanzhong said bravely, "He is Beiye's disciple."

Li Huangyu's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, "It turned out to be him."

"No wonder there is a sense of familiarity."

Li Hanzhong suppressed his smile and said to Li Huangyu: "When he comes out, the Palace Master wants to give him some advice?"

Li Huangyu glanced at him, his eyes were very indifferent, but Li Hanzhong's smiling smile froze on his face.

Only then did Li Huangyu look away, looking at the word "Ye Ang" on the jade wall, there was a hint of memory in his eyes.

Li Hanzhong was thoughtful. As he thought about it, the owner of the Hall of Eternal Life probably remembered her experience in the time when she practiced and traced the root of the Longevity Tribulation Sutra.

"Let's talk!" Li Huangyu lightly highlighted two words, unable to hear her emotions.

……

Also in the corpse world, on the edge of the sea of ​​blood, a man and a woman are looking at the sacred tree that blocks the sky and the sun.

The woman was dressed in a blue dress, the coat was a moon-white gown, and a silk jade belt was tied around her waist. She had a heroic and elegant temperament, and her bones were natural. Just standing there, she did not have the slightest arrogance, but it gave people a kind of arrogance and restraint. Feel.

There is no trace of her daughter's weakness between her brows, her eyes are restrained and cohesive, and there is a kind of tough will that has been tempered deeply hidden in it.

Her long hair was only tied together with a simple white jade ring, but it didn't give people the slightest feeling of simplicity.

Her temperament is so outstanding that people ignore her peerless appearance.

The man was wearing a black suit with a cropped cut, and looked at the sacred tree in front of him seriously.

Suddenly, the man seemed to have discovered something. He squatted down, dipped a little sand from the sea of ​​blood washed up under his feet, rubbed it lightly, and put it in front of him to smell it.

"How?" asked the woman.

The man stood up, and he was Guo Ziming who was originally in the dragon world.

"There is also the smell of building wood in the sea of ​​blood. It seems that there is a direct energy factory for life forms. The foreign invaders here have also accelerated the pace of erosion."

Guo Ziming looked at Jianmu solemnly, and asked the woman, "Xingyun, is there any way you can slow down the other party's progress?"

The woman, General Xingyun, raised her head upon hearing the words, stared at the star in the sky, and suddenly said, "Close that energy plant, which can solve your problem."

"Difficult!" Guo Ziming shook his head, "The opponent's defense should not be underestimated. If others put the energy plant there, it is not for fishing."

Nebula looked down slightly and landed on Jianmu, "Unfortunately, we can't solve the energy plant, we can only let Jianmu erode the sea of ​​blood."

Her eyes fell on the sea of ​​blood, "Originally there was only Jianmu himself, at most he could transform the energy of the sea of ​​blood and be self-sufficient. After all, Jianmu's body is too huge."

Her gaze went up again, and fell on Jianmu's unbelievably thick trunk, "With such a huge body, the temperature inside Jianmu is already extremely high, and a large amount of high-energy energy that can be directly absorbed by living organisms is required to maintain it. It itself extends to the heat dissipation system in time and space, if the energy supply is cut off, Jianmu will die."

"Otherwise, if it wants to forcibly maintain its own life system, but does not have enough energy to support the heat dissipation system extending in time and space, then Jianmu's end will be that the internal heat dissipation is blocked, the temperature soars, and eventually he burns himself to death."

(End of this chapter)