Heavenly God Mnemonic

Suddenly Yang Xuanzang folded his hands together and sat up straight on the spot, his burly body transformed into pure white, emitting a holy glow.

The old man was astonished. This brilliance gave him a kind of ultimate beauty, which made him yearning. He couldn't help but his heartbeat, and he thought to himself: "What magical power is this?"

Yang Xuanzang's hands kept forming seals. It was Van Gogh's improved Promise Zhenjing. A white and transparent lotus flower soon appeared in front of him, blooming slowly like a world, beautifully beautiful.

As soon as the lotus flower appeared, the surrounding space became quiet and gentle, and the old man looked dull, and even his hostility and internal agitation were dissolved under this light.

"Sentimental Avenue!"

The old man was full of horror. He was originally entangled in whether to escape, but at this moment, he completely forgot his situation. He sat down opposite Yang Xuanzang, bathed in the brilliance of the road, and entered a state of concentration.

When Yang Xuanzang heard what the old man said about filling the sky jars, he understood what kind of state it was. When he was in Kunxu, he was in touch with the Dao Dao before he entered the Creation Mother Lotus and saw Fanyi of.

Sure enough, not long afterwards, when the divine consciousness gradually melted into the surroundings, he constantly felt the origin of the world, and seemed to touch some hard existence.

Yang Xuanzang said in his heart: "Is this the body of the sky jar? It really feels like a jar." His divine consciousness spread to all sides along the hard perception, and after a while, he found that the hardness was not a whole body, but rather there. On the border, the divine consciousness scattered directly from the border.

Yang Xuanzang was taken aback, thinking: "Is it a broken jar?"

But this idea was eliminated in an instant. If the jar was broken, it would be impossible to trap these God Devouring Gu, and it should have been taken away by Van Gogh long ago.

He discarded distracting thoughts and continued to feel around. After the divine consciousness spread, he entered into the boundless perception.

Suddenly, I felt something in my heart. It seemed that he had touched something that was flowing, but it was not liquid or gas. The unspeakable feeling was only trance, seemingly real and illusory, making him unpredictable.

Just touching this thing makes him feel uncomfortable, as if directly affecting the present from a distant place, making him feel refreshed, and feel a sense of air.

Suddenly, a stern voice came from within that thing, with a little disdain, it turned into an invisible sound wave, blasted into Yang Xuanzang's divine consciousness, and exploded!

"Who is it? Humph, it's a bit capable of getting here, but this is not where you came from, get out of here!"

Yang Xuanzang was caught off guard against the sudden change. He only felt that the five senses and six senses were about to explode. He realized the severe pain in his whole body and came out of that state. His face was as white as paper, and after a sullen hum, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The old man also convulsed suddenly, opened his eyes, and asked in surprise: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Yang Xuanzang stared at him, two lines of murderous aura shot out in his eyes, and said coldly: "There are still people in this tank, why don't you remind me?"

The old man was so stared at him that he was all hairy, and only then regretted not taking the opportunity to escape, but he only promised: "I don't understand what the lord is talking about. There are still many people of my clan in this tin of heaven. Don't you know? "

Yang Xuanzang hummed: "I'm not talking about the Divine Devouring Gu, do you really know it or pretend to be garlic?" He said his sense of consciousness immediately.

The old man was dumbfounded. After a long time, he took a breath and said respectfully: "I am an immortal genius. I have been cultivating in this pot for countless years, and only then have I sensed the body of the pot a few times. I felt it right away, the adult's talents and supernatural powers are far from my understanding."

Yang Xuanzang said, "Stop flattering and talk about the point!"

The old man said bitterly: "Don't hide it from your lord, even those few inductions are just lucky enough to touch the barrier of the jar body. Where can I touch the only trance, let alone the sound coming out of it. ."

Yang Xuanzang was suspicious and stared at him for a while before he was convinced that he was not lying. He frowned and mumbled to himself: "Weird, who would it be?"

The old man asked: "Could it be a tool?"

Yang Xuanzang said: "I also thought that it might be the spirit of the instrument, but it is not like that, the spirit of the instrument can wander anywhere in the void, come and go without a trace, our current situation will also be under the knowledge of the instrument. And that person doesn't seem to be the case." He asked in amazement, "Is there any magic in this jar?"

The old man said: "I don't know, there is no record of this, and I have never encountered it."

Yang Xuanzang nodded and said: "Yes, treasures like this have extremely low probability of giving birth to the spirits, but once the spirits appear, they are extremely terrifying." He asked again, "This is the sky jar except this. Outside the world, will there be another space?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Yang Xuanzang's face turned gloomy, and he hummed: "I don't know this, I don't know that, why do you keep it?"

The old man was so frightened that he took a dozen steps back and raised his defense to the extreme. He trembled: "My lord, I really don't know it!"

Yang Xuanzang waved his hand and said, "Believe you once, don't be nervous, as long as you are honest and don't play any thoughts, nothing will happen."

The old man hurriedly said, "Thank you, sir."

Yang Xuanzang looked at him with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "I want to enter the place again. This time, not only will my consciousness pass, but I will also split out the three souls and seven souls. This is extremely dangerous. Yes, I want you to protect me."

The old man was stunned. The general law protector would have to trust a person, but the other party chose him? Do you have no choice, or are you too arrogant to be so sure that you won't play a trick?

The old man was thinking about it, but with a respectful look on his face, he hurriedly said, "My lord, don't worry, as long as I'm still alive, no one will hurt the lord."

Yang Xuanzang shook his head and said, "I recognize your strength, but you don't recognize your loyalty."

The old man hurriedly said: "The adults have a grace for me not to kill, and I would never dare to betray them."

Yang Xuanzang sneered and said, "Compared to your loyalty, I believe in my curse seal."

"Curse imprint?" The old man's pupils dilated instantly, his heart frightened, and Yang Xuanzang raised his hand, and his palm began to transform various weird runes, intertwined with several colors, complicated and inexplicable, and said in horror: "My lord Don't!" hurriedly pinched with both hands, preparing to confront.

Yang Xuanzang stared at him coldly, and said, "The only chance to survive is this time. Do you really want to shoot at me? Do you live obediently or resist and die? You are a wise man, so make your own choice. "

The old man's lips trembled and he couldn't speak, but after a little hesitation, he put down Jue Yin in his hands and said bitterly: "I choose to obey the adult."

//No more today, good night everyone.