Lord, I am such a good person.

"Boom~"

The dark clouds on the dome exploded and smashed into the surging sea of ​​blood.

In an instant, it seemed as if countless meteors with long blood-colored tails streaked across the night sky.

The heavenly maidens scattered flowers, like a dream, like a magnificent fireworks display.

Under the surging sea of ​​blood,

the angry Lotus Buddha had a dragon wrapped around his hand, like the sun in the sky;

the white hair between his eyebrows shone everywhere, like mercury pouring down the ground.

"Buddha, have mercy~"

………

"First, the waters of the four seas stood up, and now the clouds of the nine heavens are hanging down. Good monk, good monk!"

After climbing up the city wall with difficulty,

the big-headed ghost looked up and saw this shocking grand scene.

He laughed wildly and wrote with a brush in his hand.

The next moment, a picture of [Dragon Buddha Suppressing the Prison] appeared on the bone plate.

"Big Head, Big Head, we really seem to be dying this time."

With blood flowing from his eyes,

the little ghost with hanging boots grabbed Big Head's scalp tightly and shouted with difficulty.

"Haha, even if Big Head dies this time, it's worth it, as long as we can send these back."

At this time, Big Head's mouth corners were raised high, and the flesh and blood on his body were melting rapidly, but Big Head didn't seem to care about it. Instead, he stuffed several bone plates stacked in his hands into his mouth,

swallowed them whole, and then inserted his hands into his stomach fiercely,

"【Ten Thousand Miles Listening Technique】"

But just as a mysterious rune appeared on Big Head's body, the overwhelming blood-colored Buddha light had already come to him,

"Don't do it, monk, Big Head is just one last bit away!"

In the desperate scream, Big Head's figure was completely submerged in blood.

………

In the city, after sensing a life-and-death crisis, the Happy Corpse Mingyu suddenly gave up wrestling with the Wrongful Death City.

He had numerous big mouths on his body, and began to chant incoherently.

With the inexplicable waves rippling out,

I only heard a voice,

"Master, save me..."

But with the endless Buddha light pouring back like the water of the Milky Way, the Wrongful Death City was completely submerged in an instant.

………

"Haha, such an eager response? It seems that this person is not only a disciple, but also the lover of you, the flower monk. It's a pity that you can't disturb me here."

In the cloudless night sky,

the hazy figure in the blood moon suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

After a laugh, he saw him gently wave his hand,

as if he wiped the water stains on the table with his hand.

The next moment, the inexplicable waves disappeared instantly.

Faintly,

there seemed to be a fat man with a gloomy face, and when his breath dissipated slightly, countless figures under him turned into meat paste in an instant.

"I didn't expect the little monk to have any preparations. It seems that I was too sentimental."

After doing all this, the hazy figure lowered his head slightly, as if he had discovered something, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes, and then the figure disappeared faintly.

"It's time to prepare for that, little monk. I look forward to our next meeting."

………

"Hmm? You're not coming? Or is there something else going on?"

In the Wrongful Death City, Shi Ran looked up at the endless night sky with a frown on his face.

The big moon was still the same big moon, as if it had existed for eternity.

The red lotus in Shi Ran's eyes slowly turned.

"I don't know if I'm too suspicious. I always feel that everything is going too smoothly."

Beside him,

Han Xi and the happy corpse had long disappeared.

The whole Wrongful Death City was filled with ghost lights, clean and tidy, as if nothing had happened.

Oh, no,

Except for a centipede running around in the city.

"I've prepared other means in advance."

The tone seemed a little regretful, and of course, Shi Ran's face also had some pain.

"Forget it, I still don't want to think too much. It's better to break through quickly to avoid more dreams. After all, the price of the fourth realm is at least higher than that of the third realm."

Shi Ran said as he took a deep breath, looked around and sat cross-legged in the middle of the square.

"Hu~"

When he exhaled, it seemed like a surging river was rushing,

"Huahua~"

A strong wind suddenly blew in the city, making the bricks and tiles in the city rustle, and the ghost fire flickered;

"Inhale~"

When he inhaled, it was like swallowing a whale,

In an instant, the Yuanqi of the whole ghost land suddenly changed into a rotating vortex, which continuously came to the City of Wrongful Death.

The blood-colored moonlight hung down the gauze curtain,

In the endless surging swamp,

A quiet and strange City of Wrongful Death was like a small boat rippling on it, floating independently between heaven and earth.

In the city of the dead,

a monk with a jade-like face sat cross-legged quietly on the square, facing the blood moon, and the primordial qi flowed into his throat while he was breathing. This scene looked like an old ghost worshiping the moon from a distance.

………

"The four realms are divided into three elements, the essence element, the qi element and the spirit element. There is no order of priority among the three elements. As long as any one element is broken through, one can directly enter the four realms of cultivation. The Taoists call it the golden elixir, the Buddhists call it the relic, and the Shintoism calls it the life elixir..."

Shi Ran kept adjusting his mind while swallowing a large amount of surging primordial qi.

"But the quality of this elixir is very interesting. If you use that tricky method,

1. [Qi Collection Method], you can continuously collect and refine the external qi, merge it with your own essence, qi and spirit, and finally condense it into a pill to achieve the so-called [Qi Pill].

However, after this pill is formed, it needs to continuously collect qi from the outside to maintain the existence of the Qi Pill, which is quite costly;

2. [External Alchemy Method], or you can use some special material as the medium, add your own essence, qi and spirit to it, and create a [hard pill] in your body, but this pill cannot be damaged, otherwise you will definitely suffer;

3. [Medicine Pill Method], of course, you can also use the power of the external pill to break through the big barrier in your body with the effect of the medicine, and finally create a [medicine pill]. Of course, the price is that you need to take medicine frequently, and there is no potential for development in the future;

There are many types of golden pills (sariras) in this way, but in the end, none of them can form a perfect and flawless golden pill (sarira),

Therefore, all these methods are inferior, and the golden pills (sariras) they form are mostly called [fake pills]. "

The mind keeps comparing various information, and Shi Ran carefully sorts out what he has gained and realized in these days,

"And the relics are the cultivation of precepts, concentration, and wisdom, and are the appearance of the combination of mind and Buddha. Therefore, most Buddhist monks who break into the four realms start from the divine essence. "

Shi Ran's eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and the red mole between his eyebrows shone brightly.

"However, in that illusion of wrongful death, I accidentally cultivated the divine essence. In theory, I could have broken through to the realm of the Four Realms and One Yuan, but at the last moment, I was forcibly suppressed by the Buddha. "

As he spoke, the smile on Shi Ran's mouth became more and more intense.

"But this time it's not that I don't want to break through, but the Buddha wants to take this opportunity to play a big game.

After all, what's so great about the Four Realms and One Yuan? If you want to break through, you should break through to the Three Yuan directly to be worthy of the identity of the Buddha as a time traveler. "

The tone was full of confidence.

As he spoke, Shi Ran looked down at the black bricks under him, his eyes determined,

"Come on, isn't it just sitting and passing away?"

"Everything in the past is like yesterday's death; everything in the future is like today's birth!"

"Amitabha~Buddha~"

As soon as the voice fell,

Shi Ran's whole body was burning with a sky-high fire.