The Ancestor of Body Repair

The northernmost part of Yunlu State is close to the Shattered Nation. Between the two, there is a dense space crack, filled with the power of space, and it is difficult for even a spiritual monk to pass.

Not far from the crack in this space is the residence of the Holy Demon Sect, the famous Wanren Mountains.

This mountain range is long and narrow. Although the depth is only a few dozen miles, its length is hundreds of miles away. The thick black mist is like a large dark cloud, covering the entire mountain range, and there are flashes of blood from time to time.

Beneath these mists, there are countless wide and steep mountain peaks. They are like a broad blade, pointing straight to the sky. The top of each mountain peak shoots a black magic column toward the mist above. Is presiding over some kind of formation.

In the middle of the mountain range, there is the most generous and towering giant peak, which is several hundred feet wide and a thousand feet long, ten times the size of other peaks.

On the platform on the top of the mountain, there is a circular magic circle with a diameter of about 10 meters, emitting a faint purple light, with a magic knife standing in the middle.

The blade is about one foot wide and four feet long. The broad blade surface is covered with a layer of dark red streamer. The blade tip is rounded, and there is no blade edge. It looks like a thick blade-shaped iron piece.

The handle is hidden in the magic circle, and the exposed knife handle is quite strange. There are a dozen silver knives lined up on it, and the blood-red mist is lingering between them. This knife handle is like some kind of creature. , want to devour the blade.

Several black circles surround the surface of the magic knife, exuding a rich and bloody and brutal aura. Standing in front of this magic knife, it is as if facing the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and a strong sense of killing is coming.

At this time, three immortal cultivators were sitting cross-legged around the magic sword formation.

The most eye-catching is a monk with a fat head and big ears wearing a red gold-trimmed cassock. He has a friendly face and a peaceful breath. This person is the abbot of Huatian Temple, the top powerhouse of Dazhou, and Zhiyuan.

Another old monk, with a purple-gold staff standing beside him, was the first Huatian Temple, Zhiyuan, whom Lu Kun met by the Tongtian River.

The third person is a slender woman. She has a soft appearance and looks only in her twenties. The magic power of the late Nascent Soul is surging in her body. She is the second elder of the Holy Demon Sect, Qi Ruyan.

With the casting of these three great cultivators, the magic knife in the middle poured out a dark red light at intervals, which merged with the thick spiritual energy column above the Blade's Edge Mountain, and disappeared into the black mist in the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, a full 30 sword light phantoms were shot out, and the three talents stopped casting spells, gathered the power of Nascent Soul, and slowly opened their eyes.

Looking at the incomparably thick black mist in the sky, Qi Ruyan said with a grateful expression: "Thank you two masters for your help, otherwise, the true power of the Great Array of Ten Thousand Blades cannot be activated at all by the concubine alone."

Abbot Zhiyuan showed a kind smile, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and he put his hands together and said: "It's good, the Great Spirit King Buddha, Fairy Qi is polite, and now there is a change in the cracks in the space of the Broken Kingdom, Buddhism naturally can't let the big one. Zhou's immortal cultivators are struggling internally, and I hope this great formation of ten thousand blades will allow the sects outside to retreat in spite of the difficulties and save a battle."

Qi Ruyan looked at the blood-red magic sword that was inserted upside down in the center of the magic circle: "With the magic dragon blade as the eye, the magical power of the great formation of ten thousand blades has already reached the level of the transformation of vitality, these magic gates of Yunlu Province, the concubines are not the same. Don't worry, I'm afraid that Old Demon Wu of Yuan Demon Sect will take action."

Speaking of this, she clenched her fists tightly, and said with a bit of hatred in her tone: "Senior Brother Huang and all the junior brothers died in the Southwest Xiu Xianjie, maybe it was the old monster who secretly shot, after all, the magic dragon blade is against the gods and demons. The temptation is beyond imagination."

"Excellent Great Spirit King Buddha."

With the Buddha's name from the abbot of Zhiyuan, a peaceful breath came out, and the hatred in Qi Ruyan's heart seemed to be affected, and it melted all at once.

The fat monk said, "I'm afraid Fairy Qi misunderstood Wu Daoyou. At that time, he and Lao Na were both at the entrance of the Broken Kingdom. As for the other elders of Yuan Mozong, they didn't have that strength."

"If the old man expected it well, many elders of your faction died at the hands of the Body Refinement Pavilion."

Qi Ruyan didn't seem to notice the change in her emotions, she was slightly taken aback and said, "Training Pavilion?"

Abbot Zhiyuan sighed and said, "Before Huang Daoyou left Dazhou, he visited Huatian Temple and asked if there were monks in the spiritual transformation stage in the Southwest Xiuxian world."

"The power of will of the old man is quite special, and he has a feeling for the Southwest Immortal Cultivation World. Senior Yin has fallen, and there are no other gods, but I don't know that there is a sect called the Body Refinement Pavilion hidden there. It is a body training method that has never appeared in the world of immortals."

"Several Taoist friends of the Holy Demon Sect, fearing that they were overwhelmed by greed, wanted to seize this practice, but they were retaliated by the Body Refinement Pavilion."

"Specializing in the cultivation of the physical body?"

Qi Ruyan looked surprised. If there really was such a miraculous technique, Huang Chong would definitely find a way to get it. The Holy Demon Sect used to be the number one demon sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but now that the sun is thin, her senior Huang will not let anyone rise up. Chance.

"But……"

She frowned and said: "Senior Brother Huang and Junior Brother Xue both have imitation spirit treasures, plus the elders of the sect, how can they be destroyed with such strength?"

There was still something she didn't say in her heart. The Seven Devils Sect was also under the control of the Holy Demon Sect. The combined strength of the two was astonishing.

At this time, Zhi Yuan, who was holding a staff on the side, said slowly, "Fairy Qi, the poor monk met by chance and met the Master of the Body Refinement Pavilion by the Tongtian River. The fighting method is completely different from the immortal cultivator."

He recalled the situation at that time and smiled bitterly: "Ashamed to say, facing this pavilion master Lu, even if the poor monk had the Golden Spirit Staff in his hand, he would be injured after a moment of support. Death is gone."

"Pavillion Lu can also use the power of will to remove it from his body with the help of his senior brother."

At this moment, the abbot of Zhiyuan stretched out his palm, golden light flashed, a golden bowl fell on the palm, a gray-black spiritual light was suspended in the faint golden light, and an aura mixed with ferocity and brutality permeated. .

Feeling this breath, Qi Ruyan lost her voice: "The true meaning of the devil! This is the special will studied by the senior holy devil king. It has been integrated by Senior Brother Huang, how could it be..."

When the abbot Zhiyuan heard this, he showed a bit of thoughtful expression: "Old Na always felt that this will is a little weird, it turned out to be created by the senior holy devil king, since Pavilion Master Lu can control such will, I am afraid that he has already merged the true meaning of God. "

"In addition to the unheard of body training exercises, the combat power should be higher than that of the old man. With such a terrifying existence and the sect behind it, Daoyou Huang and the others are not opponents at all."

Qi Ruyan looked at the true meaning of the evil spirit, and gritted her teeth: "Even if there is a conflict, there is no need to leave the elders of the sect alone in the body training pavilion. This person must have taken a fancy to the true meaning of the evil spirit of the sect, and wants to kill people and capture treasures. ."

Abbot Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "Fairy Qi, Pavilion Master Lu is not targeting the noble faction, he has also shot at Taixuanzong, Lao Na received news from Shadow Pavilion not long ago that Taixuanzong has lost two great monks and many Yuanying period. elder.

"The person who sold this news is the same person who spread the news of Huang Daoyou's death. Judging from the time when the junior brother and Pavilion Master Lu met, this person is the master of the Body Refinement Pavilion."

"He actually dared to provoke a sect with a god-turning cultivator in charge?"

The fat on Abbot Zhiyuan's face shook and said, "As far as I know, two resource points in Taixuan Sect have been destroyed, and even there have been battle fluctuations at the level of God Transformation. Pavilion Master Lu is estimated to have fought with fellow Daoist Gu. "

"In the face of these rumors, Taixuanzong did not speak up. Obviously, fellow Daoist Gu did not win Pavilion Master Lu."

Qi Ruyan heard the words, as if thinking of something, her face gradually turned pale: "I also entered Taixuanzong... Master Abbot, do you think this pavilion master Lu will..."

Abbot Zhiyuan looked solemn, nodded and said, "Old Na also thinks Pavilion Master Lu will come. Another purpose of coming to help this time is to meet Pavilion Master Lu and try to adjust the grievances between him and the Great Zhou faction."

"If he continues to attack the high-level immortal cultivators in Dazhou, the existence of the major transformation gods will definitely not sit idly by, and coupled with the attraction of physical exercises, it is likely to trigger a bigger war, which is the last thing Buddhists want to see. of."

Following his words, the surface of Zhiyuan's body exuded a light golden halo, and the surrounding peaceful atmosphere became more intense.

Qi Ruyan's uneasiness calmed down a lot, and she said with a bit of respect in her eyes: "Master Abbot Gao Yi, but Master is not a cultivator after all, if Old Demon Wu and the Pavilion Master Lu both come here, the so-called double fists are hard to beat. Four hands..."

Abbot Zhiyuan chanted a Buddha's name and said, "Thank you Fairy Qi for your concern. Although the old man is insufficient in cultivation, he is no weaker than the cultivator in terms of defense. Self-protection should not be a problem."

Qi Ruyan looked at the magic dragon blade in the middle, and hesitantly said, "Buddhist martial arts have unique magical powers, which can stimulate both the magic energy and the spiritual energy at the same time. Can't the master control the magic dragon blade?"

When the abbot Zhiyuan heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and the peaceful aura around him was taken back by him.

"Lao Na's merciful intention collided with the demon spirit in the Demon Dragon Blade. Forcibly urging it would reduce the magical power of this treasure, and even be attacked, it's still Fairy Qi..."

At this moment, he suddenly stopped talking and turned his head to look towards the south of the mountain range.

"What a strong fluctuation of demon energy! Could it be that fellow Daoist Wu is here?"

All kinds of things in the past two days, hey, I owe four chapters, I will try my best on the weekend...