True Immortal of the Netherworld

"Come to the little monk's bowl." The golden and jade little monk called softly.

In the palm of his right hand, there was a bronze alms bowl with a simple style. There were clusters of pale golden light flowing on the surface of the alms bowl, like golden spiritual fish playing.

The little golden jade monk held the Qiankun alms bowl with one hand. While looking at Lan Xingjun opposite, he rubbed the surface of the alms bowl with his other hand.

Inside the Qiankun alms bowl, the nine-dragon pattern at the bottom started to move in an instant, and a pool of pale golden soup emerged from the golden light.

"The "golden light soup" transformed into the Qiankun Bowl can boost the body in a short period of time. I want to use this as a boost to see how big the gap is between me and Blue Star Lord." The golden jade monk lowered his head and glanced at the bowl. He picked up the golden soup in his bowl, raised his head and poured it into his stomach.

The golden monk wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and whispered jokingly: "Every time I drink this golden light soup, I always feel that something is missing. It would be more ritualistic if it were paired with a roast chicken. In that case, when it reaches the little monk's belly, it will be delicious." It’s a bowl of delicious chicken soup.”

Life should have a sense of ritual.

The "golden soup" entered the belly of the golden monk and emitted powerful golden light power.

The white cassock outside the golden jade monk started to fly, the golden light on the surface was like waves, and the aura of his body was rising steadily.

The second level of Daoming Realm!

The peak of Daoming Realm!

breakthrough!

The first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!

The golden jade monk's cultivation level was directly promoted to the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm under the stimulation of half a bowl of golden light soup.

The little golden jade monk turned over with one hand and temporarily put away the Qiankun alms bowl in his hand.

He glanced at his right hand and felt it was filled with the power of golden light. He murmured in his heart: "Uncle Jiu Ku Shi, you tempt me with roast chicken every time. I don't know what will happen in the next palace trial. Let me do it. No matter what, my whole body is full of energy at this moment."

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In the spectator seats in the square, Xu Yang could see it clearly and thought to himself: "The golden jade monk used the Qiankun bowl in his hand to create a bowl of the power of creation to raise his body to the level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. This is probably to test the opponent. Mr. Lan Xingjun's limit. When Jinyu Xiaoseng fights with a powerful opponent, he will always try to push the opponent to his limit. Once he reaches the limit, he will reveal his flaws. If he is caught by his third golden eye at this time, I had the opportunity to make a comeback. In the previous battles between me and him at the True Lotus Yaoshi Conference, and the fight with the fake "Xicheng Feng", Jinyu's approach was to know yourself and your enemy. This is Jinyu. The power of the little monk.”

In the eighth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

"Lord Lan Xingjun! The young monk comes again to beg for alms!" The golden jade young monk said loudly.

Opposite you, Mr. Lan Xing, stood in the air and said calmly: "Sage Jinyu did not disappoint me. I, Mr. Lan Xing, will accompany you to make this fate happen."

Lan Xingjun made a magic formula with one hand, then turned it into a sword and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. A little golden halo dispersed, and five tiny silver stars appeared on the surface of his forehead. Confucian runes overflowed from the surface of the silver star points, and then disappeared into the skin.

Astonishingly, Lan Xingjun's body aura suddenly changed, leaping directly from the first level of Daoming Realm to the first level of Heavenly Tribulation Realm. There was no pause in the process of transformation, as if his skill was already at the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

There was a golden light flashing in the third golden eye between the eyebrows of the golden jade young monk, and he murmured in his heart: "Master Lan Xingjun has also improved his physical performance to the level of the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. His aura is as stable as pine. No matter how you look at it, It’s not his limit. Let Xiao Monk give it a try.”

The golden jade young monk's eyes flashed, and the white cassock outside him flew like wings, with little golden lights rolling on the surface.

He made a secret with both hands, and the golden aura intertwined on his fingertips, and golden Sanskrit characters popped up.

Buzz!

The void shook.

The surface of the body of the golden monk

A golden tiger head about ten feet in size appeared.

There was clearly no sound, but it seemed like the roar of a tiger came out, emitting powerful soul power that made the void suddenly shake, just like the arrival of a Buddha and a tiger.

The golden jade young monk was as powerful as a tiger. He took a step forward, but as if he were stepping onto the heavenly steps to reach the sky, he was immediately opposite Blue Star Lord in mid-air.

"Buddha Dharma - Hundreds of Golden Tigers!"

He turned his palms out and transformed his palm power into golden palm prints about a hundred feet in size. Each palm print had the shape of a golden tiger rolling in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, hundreds of golden palm prints poured down, like a hundred golden tigers surrounding Blue Star Lord on the opposite side.

"It's the form-transformation technique of Buddhist power." Lan Xingjun saw this, but his face was still as calm as before, and he turned his big sleeves outward with one hand.

"Confucianism and Legalism—Hundred Star Tigers!"

From the rolled sleeves, the light of stars spurted out.

The light of the stars jumped, and hundreds of starlight tigers flashed out.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

Two groups of tiger shapes collided in the void. The tigers roared and thunder shook the heaven.

The power of the two moves collided and exploded in the void, setting off one after another golden or silver hundred-foot air waves.

Blue Star Lord stands in mid-air, as steady as a god.

But the golden jade monk was pushed back a hundred feet by the strong wind generated by the collision of moves. With his agile body, he relieved most of his strength and suffered no additional damage.

"Come again!" After the golden jade monk stood still, he let out a soft cry.

The magic formula in the hands of the golden jade monk changed, and the golden tiger head on his body turned into strips of golden light that shuttled back and forth around his body. The Sanskrit characters on the surface of the golden light strips jumped like fish.

But he saw a golden flying eagle-shaped Dharma seal formed in his hand, and at the same time, the golden light strips on his body intertwined to create a golden eagle Dharma image about ten feet in size.

The Golden Eagle Dharma Image flapped its wings, and the Golden Rain Monk's movements suddenly accelerated by 30%, as if he had an extra pair of wings.

The little golden monk turned his palms out and lifted them up like eagle wings.

"Buddha Dharma - Three Hundred Golden Eagles!"

Suddenly, a formation of flying swords filled with golden flying feathers fell from the sky. The sword formations were arranged in an orderly manner, taking on the shape of three hundred flying eagles, and the sword energy in them was already countless.

"It's the power of the Heart Sword." Lan Xingjun's eyes were sharp, "A gentleman wears a sword to show his virtue. Our Yu Dao Sect will never lose to anyone in the way of swordsmanship."

I saw Lan Xingjun's big sleeves turned up.

Clusters of pale silver star wind rolled out from his wide cuffs, and in an instant turned into a sword array of stars all over the sky. The sword array was also arranged in an orderly manner, taking on the shape of three hundred majestic flying eagles, but the sword energy in them was the blade of the stars.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

In the void, the sword formations of both sides clashed with each other one after another. The golden light and the light of stars showed off each other, and the power of the sword formations shook for hundreds of miles.

The collision creates a repulsive pressure, like the sky and the earth hanging upside down.

Lan Xingjun's figure was like that of a saint standing tall on the sky and the earth. Except for the big blue robe flying around him, he didn't move even a little bit.

The figure of the golden jade monk flew thousands of feet away in the counterattacking wind.

Stab!

When the golden monk stood firm, the edge of his cassock was cut open by the flowing sword energy.

The little golden jade monk felt that the blood in his chest was boiling and his meridians were extremely hot. He glanced at his damaged clothes and said jokingly: "The cassock was torn open. This Holy Son is a person who pursues perfection. How can this happen?"

The little golden jade monk stood still and simply untied the white jade buckle on his chest that was used to secure the cassock. Then he raised one hand and took off the white brocade cassock from his body and put it back into the storage bag. He murmured in his heart: "Such a good material. , it would be a pity to throw it away. If you go back and replenish it, you can even sell it for a lot of roasted chickens.”

At this moment, the golden monk revealed his close-fitting white monk's robe, but he was still fair and pure, which matched his fair skin color and made him feel more comfortable.

"What? The dignified golden and jade holy son was beaten until his cassock was taken off." Lan Xingjun on the opposite side mocked.

The young golden monk joked: "I'm just going into battle lightly."

In his mind, he was quickly calculating countermeasures: "Even if my martial arts reaches the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, I am no match for Blue Star Lord. It seems that I can only further improve my martial arts, but that is also mine. It’s the limit.”

The golden monk held it out with both hands, golden light flowed in his palms, and in a blink of an eye, the shape of a roasted chicken appeared.

“The state of mind of eating – roast chicken!”

He inhaled through his nostrils, and the shape of the roasted chicken turned into a ray of golden light and penetrated into his nostrils.

The golden jade monk's eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were a little moist.

In his body, the "Prajna Art of Freedom" was operating at the seventh level, which was also his current limit.

When the golden monk opened his eyes, there was a golden light flying in the third golden eye between his eyebrows, and the image of a sitting Buddha suddenly appeared in the golden light.

At the same time, a solid golden dragon-shaped aura emerged from his body. The golden dragon raised its head and waggled its tail, just like a protective dragon beast.

The shape of the golden dragon swirled around his body and then submerged into his body.

"Enlightenment - Golden Dragon Body Protection!"

The world shook, and a huge golden dragon appeared outside the little golden monk. The Golden Dragon Dharma is three hundred feet long, gazing between heaven and earth.

The golden and jade little monk stands in the mouth of the angry golden dragon, like a god or Buddha who has enlightened himself.

Howl——

A dragon roar startled the sky.

The Golden Jade Monk's martial aura increased again. The second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, seemed to be breaking through the limitations of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Half step into virtual fairyland!

Although this state, the Golden Jade Monk can only last for a short time, it is incredible enough. His original true cultivation level is only the first level of Daoming Realm.

The "half-step to the virtual fairyland" that the golden jade young monk is currently placing on his body is not a small load. He just wants to use this to explore the limits of Blue Star Lord.

If he were in this state and used all his firepower at will, it would probably be the result of the shattered meridians. That is to say, he has cultivated the Golden Buddha Holy Body, and his physical strength is extremely powerful, so he can do this.

In order to perform at his best in this competition with Lan Xingjun, the golden monk had always closed his eyes and slept soundly when he was in the square. To practice while sleeping and improve one's physical strength is something that only the golden and jade monk in the world can do.

It can also be said that the Golden Jade Monk has been preparing carefully for a long time for his "half-step virtual fairyland" at this moment.

At this moment, when Lan Xingjun on the opposite side saw this, his eyes lit up, he nodded slightly, and whispered to himself: "This golden jade saint directly swallowed the power of golden light before, and now he swallowed the energy of the golden dragon, and channeled the golden dragon. The high-level true spiritual image can only be achieved by the legendary "Great Buddha Body". The Great Buddha Body is also known as the body of Maitreya, the golden and jade saint, the reincarnation of the supreme Buddha, and it is worthy of its name. "

Lan Xingjun glanced at the edge of the martial arts stage. Most of the incense in the incense burner had been burned away.

"It's almost done, we still have to do what needs to be done." Lan Xingjun thought in his mind.

Next, Lan Xingjun turned one hand into a sword and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. A little golden halo dispersed, and seven tiny star points appeared on the surface of his forehead. Confucian runes overflowed from the surface of the star point, and then disappeared into the skin.

However, Lan Xingjun's martial arts body went from the first level of Daoming Realm directly to the "Half-Step Virtual Immortal Realm" without even a moment's pause in the middle.

Seeing this, the golden jade young monk could not help but whisper: "Little monk, I have also tried my best. Maybe the half-step virtual fairyland is Lan Xingjun's true strength."