Begin immortality by slaying demons

[The first catastrophe, when you read the Great Sutra of Lingwei and the Dao Protection, a hazy figure gradually appeared in your mind. It was not clear and true, but it seemed to be engraved in your soul, unforgettable]

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, his pupils gradually condensed, as if a circle of golden rings appeared.

The Bodhisattva’s fruit position has no specific shape, and it pays more attention to the word “meaning”.

As the panel prompts emerged, Shen Yi found that he was a little familiar with the blurred figure, as if he had seen it a long time ago, and even used some of its power.

"So the Dharma body of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva was born from this phantom?"

"The spiritual power protects the Tao, the focus is on the word protecting the Tao."

Shen Yi was slightly clumsy and awkward to mobilize the six golden threads in his body. The threads were clearly swaying as light as a feather, but his soul seemed to carry countless mountains.

Just like a person with inconvenience in his hands and feet, his palms trembled like a sieve, not to mention making subtle movements, such as weaving them into shapes.

But time can relieve all discomfort.

In front of Yaoshou, which was in units of disaster, six golden threads still wrapped the amber round beads.

Shen Yi kept in mind the true meaning of the phantom that he had just seen, and his movements were slow, allowing the golden silk to gradually penetrate and wrap the round beads.

But it is obvious that only six golden threads, even like the roughest bamboo weaving, can't be completely formed, and can only barely form a human shape with an upper body.

He suddenly accelerated the speed of influencing the demon's life span.

Every thousand kalpas of life will make a golden thread appear in the body.

Until he had completely mastered this third-grade true scripture, Shen Yi also understood what golden silk was.

The righteous god is the incarnation of the order of the heavenly way. If a monk wants to imitate the other party, he must find the origin of the order of the great way from the vast power of the catastrophe.

And this thread of golden silk is a kind of order of the great way, and is called "the power of protecting the way" by Bodhi Buddhism.

Soon, the four thousand kalpas of demonic life were exhausted, and the four extra golden threads were extremely barely replenished the lower body of the bamboo weaving villain.

The amber beads slowly suspended, like the heart of this villain.

At the same time, Shen Yi's heart was pulsing at the same frequency as this amber bead.

The golden silk is like bones, and light slurry flows, forming a thin film, like skin, covering the gaps on the golden man and covering the amber beads in it.

At this point, a new prompt surged.

[Third Grade. The True Sutra of Lingwei and Protecting the Tao (Remember): Introduction]

The power of thousands of kalpas and ten golden threads finally gathered into a third-grade Bodhisattva's fruit position.

But so far, Shen Yi has not been able to have a title like the Thousand Arm Bodhisattva, because his Bodhisattva's fruit position is only in its prototype. Even if he has a vague idea in his mind, he does not have enough golden silk to build those magical characteristics.

To be honest, before seeing the light pouring out, Shen Yi felt a little cold in his heart.

After all, just weaving a rough human-shaped frame requires ten golden threads. Could it be that the Bodhisattva’s 1,000 arms use a thousand golden threads?

Now it seems that this is not the case.

The other party may be stronger than himself, but there is absolutely no such a terrifying gap. Otherwise, the fruit position of the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva can be completed in just seven golden threads.

It's probably different manifestations of light and slurry.

"call."

Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes, and the remaining meridians on his knees moved without wind, flipping the pages.

He put his palms together.

Although he was wearing a plain ink shirt, a golden Buddha light quietly emerged from the outline of his whole person.

The golden lotus, which was originally in the body, used to carry the amber beads, slowly emerged from the body and gathered again under it in the form of flowing light.

Shen Yi opened her eyes again, and the golden ring on the edge of her pupil became more and more solid, and she looked very majestic.

He sat upright on the lotus platform and suddenly swept into the sky!

...

At the gate of the city where people come and go.

A young man dressed like a scholar walked in slowly, his appearance changing constantly, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the black dog he held.

The Thousand Arm Bodhisattva has not received any reply yet.

Finally, he couldn't help but step into the territory of the Divine Dynasty himself.

The bond left behind at that time allowed him to clearly feel that the Ming King of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers was still alive.

Since you are alive, why not speak?

It's most likely that he is apostate.

Like the Daluo Immortal Lord and Bodhisattva, they do not pay much attention to any evidence, but pay more attention to doing things based on their hearts.

The reason why the Thousand Arm Bodhisattva did not use the golden thread to directly erase the life of the Ming King of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers was because he also knew what the Ming King did when he protected the sutras.

The opponent's performance of overwhelming the same realm is even far superior to the Golden Toad Arhat of that year.

If the golden toad sits on the lotus platform and becomes the Bodhisattva, it is still a matter of whether it is willing to enter the world again.

By then, the Ming King who subdues dragons and tigers will become the most promising person in Bodhi Buddhism.

With such a talented and beautiful jade, he is willing to give Shen Yi another chance to meet him. Anyway, as long as the chain is still in his palm, even if the country is vast and the world is vast, the other party will never be able to get rid of it.

It is just a matter of time to find this Ming King.

Thinking of this, the Thousand Arm Bodhisattva quietly walked into the crowd, with a calm expression. Only when he heard those unpleasant noises would he frowned slightly.

"Isn't it rumored that the Bodhi Sect wants to help the court quell the demon disaster, why hasn't there been any movement for so long?"

"Is it because I'm just talking and lying to the court?"

The casual discussions of the people were also the doubts in the hearts of the Demon-Slaying Si and others.

Xishan Prefecture.

Yang Mingli brought Feng Xi and a group of title-name generals in the main hall.

But this time, no one sat down.

Lord Yang, who has always been completely missed, guessed wrong this time.

So far, the entire twenty-seven prefectures of Danan Prefecture have not caused a single disaster.

I don’t know if the three evil monsters, who were famous, were killed directly by the battle of Nanyang General Yu Songfeng Mansion, and actually gave up this once-in-a-lifetime great opportunity.

"It's not your fault."

Even Feng Xi did not mean to blame the other party at this moment.

Because the actions of the demon clan are not consistent with common sense.

"Besides, just like you said, with the strength of the Demon-Slaying Secretariat, even if you go out, it will not affect much."

“…”

Yang Mingli stood with his hands behind his back, his dry lips twitching, and his voice was hoarse and unspeakable: "Even if it's a slight slight, it's better than sitting and waiting wither."

If the Three Immortals Sect only lost a little to the Bodhi Sect, but because of their own mistakes in judgment, the court failed to participate, allowing the ritual to step onto the land of China.

Then his surname is Yang, the sinner who deserves to die.

Perhaps, like Yan Lanting, if you think less about everything and follow the original intention, it will be more in line with the laws of nature and more favored by the great way?

Hearing this, many generals with titles dared not speak out.

Lord Yan's serious injury has not healed, Lord Yang's mood has become increasingly quiet. Before the powerful people of the three religions have really taken action, his own general Zhennan has deposed two of them.

Feng Xi sighed and stopped persuading her.

Since I chose to leave my fate, I can wait for the news now.

Everyone looked to the West in silence.

It seemed as if the next moment, there would be a large sedan chair with a ray of light coming under the support of the majestic arhat.

I don't know how long it took.

Feng Xi suddenly raised her eyebrows.

In this case, any slight change will cause a stir in everyone's hearts.

But what comes into sight is not the imagined rays of light, but a figure that comes in a mess.

The black-bearded man was the title general who guarded Songfeng Mansion.

After discovering that there was no evil disaster, he volunteered to inquire about the news, but he returned in less than half a day.

As a fourth-grade Taiyi Zhenxian, he was rarely unstable when he landed.

Such an abnormal scene made everyone feel nervous.

Even if the Arhats really came, everyone was ready in their hearts, so why did they lose their composure like this?

"Haci! Haci!"

The black-bearded man gasped hard, his eyes swept over his colleagues and bosses, and even his lips were trembling slightly, his face full of disbelief.

The next moment, he made a hoarse voice like a wild beast: "Die! All are dead!"

This sentence without end made Yang Mingli slightly stunned, but as the leader of the Demon Slaying Division of Dananzhou, he must cheer up and face all the situation again.

"Looking at the same time, what is going on?"

Hearing this, the black-bearded man clenched his fists tightly, as if he had not completely digested the horror in his heart: "The Arhats of the Bodhi Sect and the geniuses of the Three Immortal Sects, a total of sixteen people died in the Ming Dynasty, the King of the Ming Dynasty and Taixu. In the hands of the Dan Emperor.”

"The two sects suffered heavy losses, among which Tianwu Mountain is the worst. Qingluan and Xuanwu fell one after another. After hearing that the ancestor Tianwu was furious, he had already set out for the Bodhi sect!"

"And the last appearance of the true scripture was in the hands of the Ming King of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers, and was intercepted by the Taixu Dan Emperor halfway. The two disappeared into the Taixu realm, and there is no news yet!"

After three consecutive sentences, it was a powerful man like Yang Mingli and Feng Xi who reached the third grade, and his pupils were slightly shrunk at this moment.

The preaching of scriptures is actually still about the corner of the Shen Dynasty, which only involves the limelight of the other two religions.

But just fighting for the limelight, there is no need to fight for life and death to such a tragic level.

In just a few words, half of the top 50 in the immortal list set by the Demon Slaying Office were directly cut off. This is undoubtedly a major event that can turmoil in the entire Dananzhou!

And the most terrifying thing is the first sentence of the black-bearded man.

"Taixu Dan Emperor...Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tigers and Ming King..."

Yang Mingli's breathing was a little heavy. He had never underestimated the foundation of the three religions, but General Nanyang's performance was too shocking. He killed eight big monsters in a row, which made him feel a little bit of fighting against the three religions.

But only by truly exaggerating can we see how terrifying the Three Sects are.

It is like these two monks of the Three Sects who have appeared inexplicably in the eyes of the world. They must be figures that have been cultivated and hidden for many years. They actually have the strength to kill the eight great-grade arhats and geniuses with their own strength.

It is hard to imagine how horrifying the existence they will become after they enter the third grade!

“Anyway, that’s good news for us.”

Feng Xi looked sideways and pursed her lips: "At least for the time being."

Even though we know the two enemies that are difficult to compete in the future, now, before these two people decide the outcome, the sedan chair carrying the true scriptures should not be able to enter the Divine Dynasty.

With this time, the imperial capital has the opportunity to make a response.

"Maybe."

Yang Mingli wanted to turn around, but his steps suddenly staggered. The title general next to him hurriedly supported the other party and looked up, but saw that the general Zhennan had no glory in his eyes.

He actually knew why Lord Yang was like this.

After all, with the other party's personality, he has never had any expectations for Dananzhou since a long time ago. He is just loyal to his duties and barely maintaining the overall situation.

But after the incident in Songfeng Mansion, although Lord Yang still looked full of dusk, he obviously felt a hint of hope in his heart.

That hint of hope was brought by General Nanyang.

Even though Nanyang left quietly under such circumstances and did not say hello to anyone, Lord Yang still didn't say anything, and even had the idea that the other party might come back.

But now, the shocking manifestations of Taixu Dan Emperor and the Ming King of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers have wiped out the last trace of energy in Lord Yang's eyes.

"I'll help you in and have some rest."

According to common sense, as a general in Zhennan, you should not show weakness under any circumstances, which can easily shake people's hearts.

For example, even if Lord Yan was seriously injured, he had to force himself to meet with several generals including Nanyang. This is the reason.

But now, under the gaze of many subordinates, Yang Mingli did not shake off the man's arm, and obviously he was no longer interested in taking care of these things.

At this moment, a voice of Lord Feng with a little surprise came from behind everyone: "You..."

Everyone looked back subconsciously.

I saw that outside the hall, there was a long figure, with familiar clothes and fair and handsome faces, who could there be a long and unchanging peace besides the missing General Nanyang!

"You're back!"

Feng Xi had no intention of blame, and there was only surprise on her face.

No matter what happened, it would be a surprise that the other party was willing to come back in this situation.

On weekdays, Yang Mingli must have had to find out, but at this moment, he looked back at Shen Yi in silence, then tapped his jaw, saying hello, and then withdrew his eyes and continued to look deep inside the hall. Walk away.

"Where did this go?"

Feng Xi was not questioning, but just caring for her. By the way, she also wanted to give these title generals who continued to guard Dananzhou a statement.

After all, they are all those who eat the imperial court's imperial fortune. They can't leave at any time just because of their strong strength. They have to defend this place even if they die.

Sure enough, many generals with titles looked over with complicated expressions.

They don’t seek the truth, they just need Nanyang to find an excuse to perfunctorily and make themselves feel better.

“…”

Wushan mixed in the crowd, whispering hard, hoping that Nanyang would calm the hearts of the brothers a little.

However, Shen Yi ignored his reminder, rubbed his wrists a little tiredly, and walked into the hall.

"I received the message, so I went out and picked up the item."

As he spoke, he had already walked to the table, took out an ordinary ancient book from his sleeve, and placed it on the table.

Everyone looked at it in confusion, and when their eyes fell on the seal of the book, the dazzling few big words came into their eyes, and their pupils shrank together.

The true scripture of spiritual power protecting the Tao!

In an instant, the entire hall was silent.

Even Yang Mingli, who looked back at random, stood there like a thunder strike.

The true scriptures of the Bodhi Teaching represent the treasure of the third level of Bodhisattva’s fruit. At this moment, they are lying quietly in the Xishan Prefecture.