True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the challenge on the seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion, Xu Yang had a draw with Qiong Huajun, the master of Baiyu Peak, the guardian of the pavilion, which was considered a success in the challenge.

As a result, Xu Yang successfully obtained the qualification to participate in the final palace trial, which was also the final chapter of this scholarly family conference.

The Qingyun Pavilion challenge, as the threshold test of the palace realm trial, is still going on.

In the square in front of Qingyun Pavilion.

Only a young monk wearing white cassocks and a face like a jade Buddha was left.

The golden jade young monk raised his head and looked in the direction of Qingyun Pavilion opposite, but his eyes did not fall on Qingyun Pavilion, but on the sky higher up.

The sky is as clear as a blue, without a trace of cloud.

The golden monk said with a Zen mind: "The sky without floating clouds is soulless, and the world without roast chicken is tasteless."

When you step onto Qingyun Pavilion, you will know that Qingyun is high.

But in the eyes of the golden jade monk, Qingyun Pavilion, Qingyun and so on, these do not seem to be important.

At this time, the Yu Dao Sect deacon on the high platform looked at the list in his hand, nodded, and then announced loudly: "According to the rules of Qingyun Pavilion challenge, the previous seven levels of Qingyun Pavilion have all successfully challenged, and now only the last one is left. The eighth floor. The one who challenges the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion is the Golden Jade Saint from the Golden Buddha Temple. The guardian of the pavilion is the master of Lanyu Peak of Yudao Sect and the great elder of Blue Star Lord."

In the last sentence, the deacon of the Yudao Sect deliberately raised his voice. Blue Star Lord is the pinnacle among the peak masters of the Yudao Sect.

On the viewing platform in the square, the crowd was chattering one after another.

"The Golden and Jade Holy Son of the Golden Buddha Temple has finally appeared, and he is the last one."

"The Holy Son of Gold and Jade achieved the best result of first place in the previous True Lotus Glorious World Conference."

"There's nothing strange about this. Some people are gods right from birth. Didn't you see that the Golden Jade Saint has a third golden eye between his eyebrows? They are born with it."

"Yes, it is said that he is the reincarnation of the Supreme Buddha."

"The person guarding the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion is the great elder Lan Xingjun of Yu Dao Sect. He is the leader of Yu Dao Sect and the supreme leader."

"Does Mr. Lan Xingjun have a special name?"

"Yes and no."

"Why?"

"Because he has not lost in five hundred years, his name has been forgotten by the world. If there is one, he is probably the "Invincible Blue Star Lord of Yu Dao"."

"Who else in the world can pass his level? The eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion is an insurmountable existence."

"Even if the Holy Son of Gold and Jade is born with great magical powers, he should not be a match for the great elder Blue Star Lord."

"The battle in Qingyun Pavilion this time is just an ordinary challenge, not a fight to the death. Besides, the rules this time are much simpler. It only takes one stick of incense to remain undefeated. But I still bet that the Holy Son of Gold and Jade can't pass Lan Xingjun. One level.”

At this moment, Xu Yang was also invited to the spectator seats.

Originally, Xu Yang had just finished the trial of challenging the seventh floor of Qingyun Pavilion, and he should go to the back to take a rest. But Xu Yang took the initiative to express that he was fine and wanted to watch the challenge of the Golden Jade Monk.

In the eyes of others, the golden monk is the aloof golden saint. But in Xu Yang's heart, the Golden Jade Monk is a good friend who has Buddhist thoughts and can give guidance.

Xu Yang murmured in his heart: "The Golden Jade Monk depends on you. You can't miss the next palace trial."

The demon dragon Minglin squatting on Xu Yang's shoulder rolled its black eyes and said: "Master, this golden and jade little monk has stolen our limelight. You were the center of attention just now, but now he has become the focus of everyone's attention. But now In my eyes, you are the most handsome boy here.”

Xu Yang turned to look at the scales on his shoulders, smiled slightly, and said, "You are the best dragon here."

"Hehe." Ming Lin shook his head and tail, looking slightly satisfied.

Dark scale twist

The head said: "Master, on the female seat over there, the most beautiful girl is looking at you."

When Xu Yang heard this, he looked over. At the other end of the spectator seats, a girl in white was looking at him lovingly.

Xu Yang and Yao Jun looked at each other, and he and she were the only two people in the world.

Standing next to Xu Yang, Gui Gu Zan clasped his hands on his chest and looked at the golden monk in the center of the field expressionlessly. The white skeleton man lying on his back also stared at the golden monk, stretched out a bone finger, pointed at the golden monk's bald head, and then touched his own bald head. Then the upper and lower jaws moved wrongly, making a clicking sound, as if to say: "This guy's head is brighter than mine."

Not far away, Zhan Yunfei whispered: "The Golden Jade Saint is finally going to appear, but no one can win against Lord Blue Star."

Near Zhan Yunfei's left side, Liu Haiyu looked at the golden jade monk in the field and thought to himself: "The golden jade saint's third eye supernatural power is really amazing. I lost to him in the True Lotus Glorious World Conference. He is the one I want to strive to surpass." People. Looking forward to his next performance.”

...

It came out after a thousand calls.

Under the attention of everyone, the golden monk walked slowly and quickly towards the gate of Qingyun Pavilion. The white cassock outside him moved without any wind, with a faint golden light rolling on the surface.

In terms of temperament, the Golden Jade Monk is undoubtedly standing in the clouds.

The eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

In a huge martial arts arena, two people stood opposite each other.

There is a young monk on the left, wearing a white cassock of ice silk brocade, with a face like a crown jade and eyes like bright stars. There was golden light swirling in the third golden eye between his eyebrows, as if a small sun was hidden.

There is an old man on the right, with white beard and hair, wearing a large blue Confucian robe with star palace patterns, and a "Seven-Star Haotian Crown" on his head. The Haotian crown is towering, and the seven "starry sky gems" inlaid on it are as dazzling as seven stars, making the whole person appear solemn and luxurious.

"The golden and jade young monk from the Golden Buddha Temple has come to challenge Qingyun Pavilion." The golden and jade young monk clasped his hands together and said respectfully.

"Lan Xingjun of Yu Dao Sect accepts your challenge." Lan Xingjun said with one hand on his back and a serious look on his face.

The golden jade monk looked to the opposite side. There was golden light swirling in his third golden eye. His expression remained unchanged, and he murmured in his heart: "The aura of Master Lan Xingjun's martial body only looks like that of the Yuanhun realm. He probably used some secret method to change his martial arts." His physical aura can’t be seen through with my third golden eye. It’s not like he is such a low-key person.”

At the next moment, the big blue Confucian robe outside Lan Xingjun rolled up on its own without any wind. The star palace patterns on it flashed brightly, and the aura of the martial body instantly changed into the appearance of the first level of Daoming Realm, not high or not. Low, at the same level as the Golden Jade Monk's physical cultivation level.

The golden jade young monk couldn't help but be surprised: "The roast chicken is fragrant but not greasy. The master is the one who hides it deeply but not exposed. Lan Xingjun is not easy to deal with."

In the mind of the golden jade monk, there are not many people who can compare with the roasted chicken, even Lan Xingjun across from him.

when--

A loud bell sounded, timed incense was lit, and the challenge began.

The little golden jade monk looked solemn, clasped his hands, and said silently in his heart: "The appearance of the golden mountain, majestic, the realm of golden light, the brilliance, the body of the golden Buddha, the golden sun on the mountain..."

On the surface of the bones in his body, five thousand golden mountain patterns suddenly lighted up, making him look like a powerful martial body from the fifth level of the Golden Buddha Sacred Body Sutra.

Centered on the feet of the golden monk, waves of golden light patterns spread out. Wherever the light pattern passes, there are mottled shadows of tall golden mountains, and pale golden Sanskrit characters jump on the surface of the shadows of golden mountains. The level of the soul realm is so high that it has reached the level of enchantment.

Lan Xingjun opposite nodded slightly, lifted his right sleeve slightly, and raised the stars for a day.

In the dark blue soul realm, the light of stars hangs down, like a miracle coming.

The same thing is that the physical attributes of the two

They are all the rarest light attributes. The difference is that the Golden Jade Monk's skill is the light of the golden sun, while the Blue Star Lord's skill is the light of the stars.

A person who cultivates knowledge usually has five physical attributes: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. There are also mutated Kung Fu bodies, such as wind, snow, thunder and ice. But the rarest thing is the light attribute body. All monks with light attribute bodies are like peerless geniuses.

"Young Monk Jinyu, I have the courage to fulfill this fate in front of the Great Elder Blue Star Lord today." Young Monk Jinyu said seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the body of the Golden Jade Monk disappeared on the spot. A golden mountain pattern passed through the void and arrived in front of Blue Star Lord in the blink of an eye.

In a blink of an eye, the two were fighting.

The little monk in white clothes, wearing a golden sun, has the appearance of a golden mountain, and his hands are alms in the golden world.

The old man in blue robe, with the stars above his head, has the posture of a saint, and his big sleeves lift up the starry universe.

When the golden monk's palms fell, there were golden mountain patterns all over the sky. This was the palm technique he was good at, and it was also derived from the technique in the Holy Body Sutra of the Golden Buddha - the technique of thousands falling golden mountains.

The Lan Xingjun on the opposite side rolled up his big sleeves, and the wind of stars rolled out, turning the wind into rain and stars.

The two moves collided, and circles of golden and silver light waves collided and exploded, like silver sword blades filling the sky, cutting through the void with a creaking sound.

The two of them fought faster and faster, and the fight became more intense.

I saw that the two figures had turned into a ball of golden light and a ball of silver light, chasing each other in the large space, and colliding back and forth. The gold and silver brilliance intertwined, like a miracle, dazzling the viewer's eyes.

From the scene, the two were equally matched.

...

The crowd in the spectator seats in the square watched the battle situation on the psychic stone mirror intently, and talked a lot.

"It's so fast, I can no longer see the movements of the two people clearly."

"Are these two children of light? They are also gods."

"They are all rare light attribute bodies."

"Jinyu Shengzi is indeed the number one young genius in the Northern Territory. When he fought with a big shot like Lan Xingjun, he actually managed to keep the upper hand."

As a disciple of Yu Dao Sect, Zhan Yunfei is also Lan Xingjun's favored disciple. He usually practices at Lan Yu Peak. Zhan Yunfei's cultivation has been advancing rapidly, and he has received a lot of personal guidance from Lord Lan Xing. No one knows Lan Xingjun better than Zhan Yunfei.

Zhan Yunfei thought in his mind: "It seems that the Great Elder only used 20% of his strength. Is he deliberately testing the Golden Jade Saint?"

Liu Haiyu looked at the battle situation in the psychic stone mirror, concentrating on it, as if trying to learn something from it.

Xu Yang said in his heart: "These two people only fight with physical skills, but they have reached the pinnacle of physical skills. But it seems that this is just the beginning."

Ming Lin, squatting on Xu Yang's shoulder, stared at it with a pair of black eyes and said, "Are these two people competing to see who shines brighter? It looks like two big spiritual stones are showing off to each other."

...

In the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

boom!

The gold and silver light exploded with a bang, and the figure of the golden monk flew backwards in the air waves, only to stand a hundred feet away.

Lan Xingjun stood in the sky, with a big blue Confucian robe hanging down like the starry sky.

"Little Monk Jinyu, you are indeed very outstanding for being able to deal with me for such a long time with the first level of Daoming Realm. But as the Golden Jade Holy Son of the Golden Buddha Temple, you should not only have this ability." Lan Xingjun said loudly.

The little golden jade monk adjusted his breathing and said without changing his expression: "I am just a little monk asking for alms. When I meet a mortal, I turn into a bowl of porridge. When I meet an immortal, I turn into a bowl of immortal soup. If I meet a high-altitude Qingyun, the little monk will Transformed this world.”

After finishing speaking, the young golden monk turned over his hand, and the light of the golden sun swirled in his palm.

"Come to the monk's bowl!"