Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 155
Before the people could react from the shock, there was another scream, followed by the sound of fierce fighting, and then the old man flew up in a hurry, but suddenly fell again, and then the sound of "bang bang" continued, Finally, with a loud bang, several big trees fell down, and the old man escaped again, but the situation was extremely miserable, as if there was a sunken rib!
Zhang Qingrui and the others didn't know what happened because of the cover-up formation, but since the old man at the Jindan stage was injured, they naturally took advantage of his illness to kill him.

The four chased after them, but they failed to catch up. The Jindanqi monks flew away with all their strength, and their speed was by no means comparable to that of their swords. Qin Chuan, who was panting on a big tree, saw that his robe was torn, his face was pale, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Nephew Qin, you are..." Zhang Qingrui was very impressed with Qin Chuan, so he naturally recognized him.

"Ahem... I just plotted against him, but I didn't expect him to blow up his talisman, cough..."

Everyone's expressions were very strange. It was a real golden core stage monk, but he was forced to self-destruct his magic weapon by a Qi refining stage monk. This is too unbelievable!

"How did you plot against him?" asked a younger-looking Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"I just cast a gravity spell on him, then hit him with a power brick, and gave him a hammer again, ahem..."

"Okay Nephew Qin, your injury is not serious, let's heal it first!" Zhang Qingrui comforted him, and then stood up with the other three people with their swords. Now is not the time to ask questions, the battle over there is not over yet!
Seeing them leave, Qin Chuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, the situation was not what he said. The old man at the Jindan stage acted too arrogantly. Captured by a skill called "Devil God's Touch", Qin Chuan took the opportunity to give him a God-strike Brick.

This person reacted very quickly after falling, and after forcing Qin Chuan's close combat, he immediately jumped up and flew up, but he was slapped by another "ghost claw" of the Dutian gods, and then was slapped The Zijin hammer swiped, and at the critical moment, he had to explode his talisman to save his life.

Although Qin Chuan tried his best to dodge, he was still injured by the shock. Of course, the injury was not as serious as he showed, and these were just for others to see.

After receiving the Shahun banner, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He originally wanted to keep a low profile, but it was against his will.

In fact, except for the three of Sha Ping and the others, he didn't care about the life and death of the others at all, but when the guy who was so immortal flew over the Illusory Yin Lost Formation, he locked him. Since his life was threatened, he couldn't help it. shot.

"Are you okay?" Ye Shan'er ran over first, with a concerned expression on her face, Shen Yuan bit her lip and followed behind, and Sha Ping arrived last.

"Senior sister, I'm fine, just a small injury!"

"Well, do you still have Taoist robes? I'll change one for you. Look at this one!"

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The battle is still going on, but with one side missing a Golden Core cultivator, the strength of both sides is changing.

The four of Zhang Qingrui first joined the battle group that Lan Fengqin was in. The middle-stage Jindan cultivator was already at a disadvantage, but now it was even worse. After supporting for a while, he was injured and fled, and then Lan Fengqin and others joined another The battle group, since then the situation has completely reversed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the enemy Golden Core cultivators immediately rushed to kill and united together quickly.

Seven or eight Golden Cores teamed up to fight against the enemy, and even the Nascent Soul cultivators had to stay away. Their first target was naturally Chen Huaiyi. As a result, Chen Huaiyi narrowly escaped by relying on the defensive ability of the Three Treasure Glazed Coffin, but there was a Foundation Establishment The monk was unlucky and was instantly killed on the spot, and the situation changed again.

In fact, if they had chosen to join forces from the very beginning, it would definitely not be the situation in front of them. But then again, Jindan monks are superior in any sect, unless they meet someone with a higher cultivation base than themselves Join forces to fight against the enemy, otherwise they would join hands with monks whose cultivation base is lower than their own, and it would not be shameful enough to spread the word. It can be said that if they were not facing the danger of being defeated by each of them just now, they would definitely fight on their own.

Of course, Yan Luozong also chose to join forces, but Yujian Fei's maneuverability was far inferior to Yukong Fei's. In a short time, one person died and three were injured.

Qin Chuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, was secretly anxious. If all the foundation-building cultivators died, they, the disciples of the Qi refining period, would definitely not escape bad luck. Looking at the place where the black mist was surging in the distance, it was not much different from just now. I am afraid that Patriarch Hong will not be able to see the difference for a while.

Just at this moment, the sound of piercing the sky came, and before the people arrived, a Buddha's name was first heard in people's ears, "Nanwu Red Lotus Buddha, come with the monk's enlightenment!"

In just a split second, a skinny old monk arrived at the scene. When the golden core monks saw him, they all showed horror, "Hehe, not bad, let the old monk come to save you once!"

I didn't see how he was doing, just waved his hands lightly, and countless palm shadows slapped the eight Jindan cultivators all over the sky. Each of those palm shadows was comparable to the effect of Qin Chuan's full-strength blow of the Eight Desolation Dragon Capture Kung Fu. How powerful is it? One can imagine.

The eight people either resisted with magic weapons, or chose to dodge, but the next moment the old monk appeared strangely among them, yes, he appeared suddenly, he was still a hundred feet away just now, and he had already crossed a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, which reminded Qin Chuan One word "teleport".

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream, and the first unlucky person was the golden core Dzogchen monk, who was blown away with a punch like a broken sack, and then the old monk just pressed his fingers, and the man's head was like Like a ripe watermelon, it was poked and exploded, destroying both body and spirit.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is too strong, all the treasure clothes and armor are useless, a dignified Jindan stage master was crushed to death like a bug, maybe this can no longer be described as strong, This should be called metamorphosis!
Situ Wuhui's sigh suddenly came from Qin Chuan's sea of ​​consciousness, "What's wrong, senior?"

"Back then, this Juetong old bald donkey and I were Nascent Souls who advanced in tandem. I didn't expect him to live to this day, and he is only half a step away from becoming a god!"

"You mean he is a contemporary of you? Isn't that at least fifteen or six hundred years old?"

"Almost, if I hadn't had that incident, maybe I would have reached this point by now, alas..."

"Senior is becoming more and more sentimental. At most, in a few decades, you will see the light of day again. You may not have the opportunity to compete with this old monk in the future. Why are you so worried?"

"Hehe, you are right. If there are no accidents, with your current growth rate, I believe that day will come soon!"

"Well, by the way, did this old monk teleport just now? And that palm shadow and that finger, it's really amazing!"

"It should be teleportation. Juetong is now in the realm of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he must have initially comprehended some space laws. It is not surprising to understand this technique of shrinking the earth. The palm image just now is called Qianye Palm, which is the red palm. It's the first time I've seen that finger, the unique skill of the Lian Zen School, probably it's the unique magical power of this old bald donkey..."

While the two were secretly communicating, another Golden Core cultivator was blown away. Fortunately, the others tried their best to rescue them, so they were not killed. However, they had completely lost the courage to fight on, and retreated while fighting, fleeing far away and go.

Juetong didn't give chase, turned around and fled into the ghostly black mist. After a while, there was a sound of shouting and cursing, and a person flew out of the black mist. Almost at the same time, there was another earth-shattering sound. There was a loud noise, and another Nascent Soul came out in a hurry. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

A sudden battle finally came to an end, and everyone began to burn the corpses and rescue the wounded. Chen Huaiyi asked Zhang Qingrui a few words, and then his spiritual sense scanned Qin Chuan's place several times, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Qin Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, which saved him a lot of talking.

Half an hour later, Patriarch Hong and Jue Tong rushed back one after another. They chatted for a while, then ordered the disciples to get on the flying magic weapon and continue on their way.

In less than half a day, the flying magic weapon landed. Looking around, everyone couldn't help admiring secretly. The place is surrounded by green hills, fairy mist curls up, tigers roar and monkeys cry, cranes dance and eagles fly. Showtime new.

And in the depths of the white clouds, you can vaguely see the towering tower forest and layer upon layer of palaces and pavilions.

"When...when...when..." The melodious bell rang, followed by Buddhist singing, and suddenly 24 beautiful female cultivators and 24 handsome male cultivators flew from the sky, followed by some Monks in robes.

Patriarch Hong stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Chan Master Juetong, why are you so polite?"

Jue Tong respected the Buddha's name and said: "Friend Daoist Hong and all the disciples are here to help me get rid of the catastrophe of Honglian Zen School. Mere etiquette is nothing to worry about. Please, Fellow Daoist Hong!"

"Zen master please!"

Under the guidance of those people in the air, they crossed a mountain peak, and the front suddenly opened up. The scene in front of them seemed to be a "Buddhist Kingdom in the Mountain". It's a secular dress.

The places where Yan Luozong people were arranged to rest temporarily were not cave houses or palaces, but in several high pagodas. Afterwards, some people gave Lingguo fast food, but Hong Patriarch, Chen Huaiyi and Juetong left together.

Early the next morning, Chen Huaiyi came back and divided more than 2000 people into four groups, each led by a late-stage foundation-building monk. Qin Chuan was originally in the other group. They came over, and Sha Ping, Ye Shan'er and Shen Yuan also followed.

Each of the four groups has tasks and is divided into four directions.

This time, Qin Chuan and others took a large-scale carrier-type magic weapon provided by Honglian Zen. 500 people sat in it without being crowded at all.

The monk who envoyed the flying magic weapon first introduced himself, "In Xia Zhoulin, I was originally responsible for the general affairs of the sect. This time, I was assigned to go to the lower courtyard of Fenglin with everyone to take on the duty of guarding..."

After the introduction, he talked about some things about Fenglin Lower Court. Simply speaking, the Fenglin Lower Court is somewhat similar to Yuyang Temple in nature, but the reason why Red Lotus Zen School attaches so much importance to it is because there is a small Lingshi mine there. Overseas alliances provoke disputes in order to snatch all kinds of cultivation resources, so such places will be the focus of defense.

It is worth mentioning that half of the first batch of foundation-building monks sent by Yan Luozong were in Fenglin Lower Court, and Qin Chuan very much hoped to see Macheng there.

Fenglin Lower Courtyard is not too far away from the Red Lotus Zen Sect. After more than an hour, the flying magic weapon landed. From a distance, I saw the formation mask covering the entire mountain, shining brilliantly under the sunlight. Some buildings and steles on the side of the road The statue was seriously damaged, and it has become a broken wall. The surrounding woods have obvious signs of burning, and it looks like it has just experienced a war.

Zhou Lin sent out the sound transmission talisman, and soon after the formation opened a door, everyone entered it one by one, a man and a woman walked towards each other, and the two walked together to form an interesting contrast: one is a tall and mighty fat monk, the other is a petite The comparison between the faces of the two is also very interesting, one looks like a smiling Buddha, no matter which direction you look at, it seems to be smiling at you; don't be cold and cold, as if everyone owes her a spirit stone .

"Uncle Huiming, disciple is being polite!" Zhou Lin greeted the monk first.

On the other side, Lan Fengqin bowed down to the woman, respecting "Master", and Zhang Qingrui and other Foundation Establishment cultivators also stepped forward to salute.

Qin Chuan immediately guessed the origin of this woman, Pei Xueyi, the only Jindan female cultivator of Yan Luozong.

After seeing the ceremony, the abbot Huiming ordered someone to arrange a residence. Qin Chuan casually glanced at the surrounding environment. From his eyes, the Fenglin lower courtyard is a super-large-scale temple. There are five floors of courtyards in front and back, and side courtyards on both sides. , and the back mountain should be where the small Lingshi mine is located.

As soon as he entered the side courtyard, a hearty voice sounded, "Tsk tsk, there are a lot of people here, let me see who they are, haha... Brother Zhang, Brother Wang, eh... Kid Qin, you are here too!" The guy with the cloth hanging on his arms came over, with a clear knife mark on his face, and he looked a bit miserable.

"Uncle Ma, why did you become like this?"

"It's nothing. There was a battle the day before yesterday and I almost died. You kid is not staying in Yuyang Temple, why did you come here?"

"I'm not worried about you, uncle!"

"Tch... It's only strange if I believe you, stay here first, let's talk later!"

It is reasonable to say that it must be a bit crowded for hundreds of people to live in, but this is not the case. It is no problem for a seven-story tower to accommodate hundreds of people. There are several such towers, and there are also some small towers, but these small towers have been was taken by the first to come.

In the evening, Qin Chuan and Ma Cheng sat and drank.

"Uncle, tell me about the situation here!"

"Well, I think you should know that the main object of our Yan Luozong's assistance this time is the Honglian Zen Sect. As for the Faxiang Sect in the south, it is the object of the Haoran Sect's assistance. Now the overseas alliance is very powerful, so our side is temporarily Focus on defense..."

Ma Cheng first talked about the general situation he knew, and then explained in detail how the Fenglin Lower Court defended against the enemy several times.

"Uncle, according to what you said, the opponent only sent monks at the golden core stage to attack the mountain at most, why not send higher-level monks over, wouldn't that be more sure?"

"Hehe, do you think they don't understand such a simple truth? The key is that they can't do this. The high-level combat power of the two sides is roughly equal. If the other side chooses to divide their troops, it is easy to be defeated one by one. If they use their main force, the rear It is empty, do you think if the base camp is taken away, what will happen to them?"

Qin Chuan is so smart, he quickly figured out the reason for this. Similarly, the Honglian Zen Sect did not dare to send masters to sit in a place like the Fenglin Lower Court. The defensive power of the door is insufficient. Moreover, blindly defending is not a good way. Sometimes it is necessary to take the initiative to take the initiative. When the high-level combat power is combined, it will have a more deterrent effect!
"As long as the opponent doesn't send Nascent Soul over, we should be able to hold on to the advantage of the home field!"

Ma Cheng shook his head and smiled wryly, "It's not as easy as you think. It is not necessary for monks in the Nascent Soul Stage to come, but there are many monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage and Qi Refining Stage. They dispatched more than 5000 monks to attack the mountain the day before yesterday. More than 1000, if it weren't for the mountain protection formation, I'm afraid it would have been breached long ago!"

"Oh, are there a lot of them?"

"Well, in the countries under the jurisdiction of the Overseas Alliance, all the sects and casual cultivators have been recruited by them. I heard that the total number of people exceeds one million, and there are at least [-] distributed here. Otherwise, Nan Qi would not need it." We're here to help!"

"One hundred thousand?" Qin Chuan couldn't help taking a breath, feeling that the situation was serious.

"Why, are you afraid? Tell me about your business?"

Qin Chuan smiled wryly, picked up what he could say, and told the general story.

"Hmph, is Yan Luozong short of any of you? You were transferred here to join the battle. I'm afraid that old guy Wang Changgeng didn't do a good job!"

"So what if you know? Forget it, uncle, you have to cover me from now on!"

"Haha, it's easy to say, the wine is full!"

The two have similar temperaments, and they haven't seen each other for many years. Naturally, they drank the wine to their fullest before leaving...
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The transitional chapter, plus a little bit of text, this chapter is not well written, let's just read it!

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