sweep the heavens

Chapter 160 Chapter [-]
When Chu Ping woke up, he was lying in the boundless desert, the sky was scorching like fire, the yellow sand under his body was like charcoal, but his body was empty, his true energy seemed to be empty, and he was extremely weak.

Sensing the astonishingly scalding heat in the yellow sand, Chu Ping turned over and jumped up, taking a long breath. The sparse vitality in the desert was like water droplets when a glacier gradually melted, nourishing him bit by bit. the tendons.

Gradually, his true energy grew, and his consciousness became clearer. Only then did he realize that Ta Ling had left him a message when he came out.

Read it carefully, but it is nothing else, but a little practice advice given by Ta Ling.

The pagoda spirit is extraordinary, and he directly saw through his own realm and the mental method he cultivated. The relics and stars are divided into two gods, and the main soul is practicing the magic of the demon.Ta Ling's suggestion was to let himself return the Qi Tianzong's formula to himself, and the soul of the Heavenly Demon's Possession of Life formula was broken and merged into the body!

According to Ta Ling, in the spirit world, the most powerful magic cultivator is most concerned about himself.The heaven and the earth cycle together, and the universe itself is a small universe, the greatest treasure of practitioners.As far as the various magic cultivations circulated in this world, they are just different from Taoism and Buddhism, and they are for disaster or benefit.

The acupoints all over the body are like stars, and the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian makes things happen!
Whether it's the celestial demon's birth formula or the relic primordial spirit, they can only be used as assistance.The strength of the Qitian Xinfa is incomparable to these two methods and should not be discarded.

The Taoist mental method is to cultivate the soul, sense the heaven and the earth, and use the power of the heaven and the earth to defeat the enemy.The Supreme Heart Art of the Demon Sect is to refine oneself, just like the universe and the void, the physical body is far better than the fine iron flying sword, swallowing vitality, and digging out its own treasures.

Regardless of the assimilation of the primordial spirit and the void or the immortality of the body, the former majors in the soul, and the concentration of the soul will gather the mind, and it will last forever without losing itself.The latter has sufficient energy and blood to feed back the spirit, and binds the thoughts with the powerful force of shackles.

Regardless of Taoism, what they want is longevity!
What Ta Ling said is concise and to the point, but it undoubtedly points directly to the ultimate goal of practice. It is a high-rise building. Although there are no specific rules of practice, it overlooks the distance, like a guiding light, shining ahead.

This is a valuable experience that even the suzerains of the major sects cannot give.

"So that's the case, it really solved my big trouble. Although there is no righteousness or evil in the mind, it's all in the mind of a practitioner. But as a disciple of Wuxiang Temple, it's not reasonable to be arrogant..."

Self-sufficient in spirit, I don’t feel the heat in the desert, but without the Yuta, the sense of the surrounding space will be lost, just like a person with bright eyes suddenly becomes short-sighted, seeing the world is no longer so clear, but a little blurred .

"Anyway, it's okay, first, according to what Ta Ling said, melt the demon god into the flesh, and turn the stars into the master!"

Without the boundless chaotic vitality in Yu Pagoda as his support, Chu Ping had no choice but to return to Wuxiang Temple.The aura of heaven and earth is scarce, so we can only hope in the blessed land of the cave.

When I owned Yuta, I didn't realize the importance of belonging to the sect, but now I suddenly understand why casual cultivation is so difficult.It's not like you can make great progress all the way if you suddenly get a magical practice scroll. In the thin environment of heaven and earth aura, not to mention accumulating more true energy to attack higher barriers, even if your current cultivation level is not in the Nascent Soul Realm, you can't do it. The restoration of the gods and the shattering of the demons and nascent infants require serious reserves for a long time.

Lingshi, which I thought was insignificant before, is so important now that I think about it.

"Once you become a pauper, you will realize that the world is really difficult."

After regaining his true energy, he wanted to return to the Wuxiang Temple, but suddenly he frowned slightly, and saw a few streaks of light coming from a distance, and some of the breaths were familiar.

"Huh? It's you!"

When the light falls to the ground, the figure of a person appears, and there is an old friend among them.

Lingyun in Shushan, Li Rong in Emei, Zhao Chen in Danding.The leader is calm and calm, quite imposing, his cultivation is much higher than the three of them, he is trembling and calm like a mountain.

"People from the dragon group..." Chu Ping felt a little bad.

"It's Senior Brother Chu." Li Rong and Zhao Chen were a little happy, but in the blink of an eye they saw Ling Yun's eyes were not looking good, their hearts were slightly raised, and they didn't say anything else.

"Chu Ping, several seniors disappeared here yesterday after chasing the hissing red flame beast. You appeared here today, what happened, tell me!" Ling Yun couldn't see Chu Ping at all, and was even more rejected when they met for the second time. See you later, just in time, a vicious thought immediately appeared in my heart.

"Yesterday?" Chu Ping was shocked.In the Golden Pagoda, at least two months have passed, how could it be yesterday?
Seeing Chu Ping's complexion suddenly changed, Ling Yun was even more delighted, and immediately shouted, "Senior Brother Wu, the matter of the seniors must be related to this person. Bring him back to the Special Bureau for interrogation, and we will definitely find out the root cause!"

During this period of time when he was living overseas, the Golden Pagoda was full of antiquity, and when he suddenly heard the words "special bureau" in Ling Yun's dialect, Chu Ping suddenly felt a world away, his thoughts were flying, and the bustling red dust filled with high-rise buildings and feasting brought him A thick atmosphere of hustle and bustle blows over us, as if we have passed through from the ancient times to the modern times of technological civilization.

"Senior Brother Wu" frowned, turned around and asked Ling Yun, "Who is this person?"

Ling Yun couldn't contain the excitement on his face, "He is a disciple of Wuxiang Temple, named Chu Ping. I have met him a few times, and he doesn't pay attention to us special situation people. He wants to show it in the world. Supernatural powers, and even more closely related to the disciples of the evil way. This time, it may be that he colluded with demons and murdered several seniors!"

Li Rong wanted to say something, but seeing Ling Yun's fierce eyes floating over, she was too timid to speak.

Emei was attached to Mount Shu, and even his disciples did not dare to disobey their words in front of the disciples of Mount Shu.

"Is that so?" Senior Brother Wu turned his head again, his eyes were cold as if there was no emotion at all.

Chu Ping laughed back angrily, "Spraying people with blood, speculating and not talking about it, it sounds full of loopholes!"

Ling Yun sneered, "Of course it's just speculation, that's why I took you back to the Special Affairs Bureau for a detailed investigation. If it's nothing to do with you, I'll return your innocence. If it really has something to do with you, hmph, even Wuxiang Temple can't afford it." This responsibility!"

Domineering, domineering and arrogant.

"There are so many practitioners in the world, how come they doubt me? From my point of view, you, Ling Yun, are also suspicious!"

"Pretending to make excuses, but even biting back, and seeing your sinister intentions, you will be arrested soon and come back with me for trial!"

Ling Yun took a step forward suddenly, his true energy surged, and four circles of swords appeared behind him.

After the last time, he finally stepped into the Golden Core Realm.Although Chu Ping made a fool of himself last time, his level rose and he regained his confidence.The lethality of the Golden Core Realm in Shu Mountain is still much higher than that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators.This is also the reason why Ling Yun was easily knocked away by Chu Ping last time and why he dared to provoke him this time!

In his opinion, even if framing him fails, he still has to give Chu Ping a good look!
Chu Ping's state at this time was really not good, his true energy had only recovered slightly, and if he wanted to make a move, it would definitely not work.But for Ling Yun, this is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

Brother Wu just watched with cold eyes and didn't say anything.

The situation is actually very obvious, it is the personal grievances revealed in Ling Yun's words that are at work, and Senior Brother Wu also thinks that it is not worth fighting with Shushan disciples because of a disciple of Wuxiang Temple.

The phantom light of the sword circle, the sharp sword intent cutting the void, the cold sword energy unscrupulously shooting out in all directions, the temperature in the dry and hot desert seemed to drop instantly, making people feel a bone-chilling chill.

Seeing that this "Senior Brother Wu" who was the leader and call the shots was indifferent to Ling Yun's unreasonable troubles, Chu Ping couldn't help feeling cold.

Ling Yun smiled ferociously, a blue light flashed on his cuffs, and the flying sword clanged like a dragon's chant.

Impressive sword energy rushed towards his face.

Brother Wu stood by and watched, Li Rong was timid and dared not speak. Seeing this scene, Chu Ping's anger calmed down instead.

"Ling Yun, you really look like a clown!"

"court death!"

Ling Yun yelled angrily, and the anger from the past surged into his heart today. The air on the flying sword was hesitating, sharp and unstoppable, sharp and unstoppable, cutting sharply, and shooting suddenly, it whirled in the air, and the white air traversed and circled, and it was actually about to cut off Chu Ping's head directly. Down!

boom!
The golden light on the top of Chu Ping was dazzling, and the relic spirit flew out, pinching the Nine Great Seals in his hands, and the mark of * was condensed in the palm, which was shaped like a **, carrying the unstoppable and unstoppable Buddha power, and slapped like mountains and seas!
As soon as he makes a move, he is the strongest!
The flying dragon transformed by Ling Yun's flying sword was crushed abruptly, disillusioned and collapsed.The flying sword shot back at a faster speed than when it came, and it actually pierced Ling Yun's left shoulder directly. His bones were shattered, and sharp bone spurs flew across. With a scream, he fell into the yellow sand in the distance and passed out immediately past!

Both Li Rong and Zhao Chen were stunned, they never expected that Ling Yun, who was domineering and arrogant just a moment ago, would be knocked into the air and defeated with one move, life or death was unknown.

"Li Rong, go and see Ling Yun."

Brother Wu's eyes became colder, he gave Li Rong an order, then turned to Chu Ping and said, "Your Excellency is such a poisonous hand!"

Chu Ping sneered, "Why didn't you stop Ling Yun when he started his attack just now? I was only defending myself, so you jumped out and yelled loudly. It would be unreasonable!"

"When did the disciples of Wuxiang Temple become so arrogant?" Senior Brother Wu frowned.

Chu Ping was indifferent, only to realize that "Senior Brother Wu" and Ling Yun really belonged to the same group, they were superior in their bones, and looked down on small sects.Before holding back, he thought that Ling Yun had a sure chance of winning!
"Be straightforward and strong!"

"Aren't you afraid of hurting the master's family? It's really selfish!"

"What are you, you can be the master?"

"Bold!"

Brother Wu's breath was concentrated, and there was a clear light rising from behind, like a vast Kunlun, majestic and oppressive.

"You can't escape the use of force to suppress people. As expected, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say!"

Chu Ping smirked, and the relic primordial spirit shone with a layer of golden light, sat up and down, and a phantom figure of King Ming, burning with raging golden flames, emerged and stood behind him.

(End of this chapter)