Lu Kun, the three-foot earth spirit demon, is also very famous in the East China Sea. Relying on the art of earth escape, he can go deep into the ground and harvest many rare materials that are difficult to find on land and even the underworld. He also has the ability to gather demons and refine treasures. His true inheritance, the ball of divine sand refined by him, is really powerful, far exceeding his own power.
The reclining Buddha Kunlun monk was flying up and heading this way. He saw a large handful of sacred sand from a distance, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he recognized its origin.
"The method of refining treasures in the East China Sea?!"
He thought secretly, "Okay, okay, before going out to chase Flower God and Ouyang Chun this time, I went back to the Kunlun Mountains to explore Erya, in Tianbao Cave, please come out of this place. A precious treasure that has been moistened and nourished by the vortex of the sea of bitterness all year round. "The method of refining treasures in the East China Sea is often more powerful than human beings. My string of Akagi beads from the sea of bitterness are their nemesis!"
The development of the facts seems to be in line with the idea in the mind of the reclining Buddha Kunlun monk.
The ball of ten-day dazzling divine sand shot by Su Hanshan had not had time to erupt into an overwhelming golden cloud of poisonous fire like it did on the Taihu Dam, and was swallowed up by the aperture formed by the rosary beads.
The bright and dazzling firelight was all sucked away. Even Su Hanshan's own figure was swept by the hollow circle of light and disappeared.
It turns out that each of these 108 rosary beads is engraved with 108 mantras of the sea of suffering, which gathers the power of Kunlun's sea of suffering. They are entangled year after year, refined month by month, and accumulated layer by layer. .
So much so that once the rosary beads are shot out, they will be as surging as the tide of Qiantang and turbid as the sea of suffering in the lower reaches of the Yellow River. The power of thought will rush to bloom, forming layers of overlapping, intertwined and interfering illusions inside the blood-golden circle.
These illusions are half true and half false. Although there are no physical things in them, they have unpredictable power.
The power of the ten-day dazzling divine sand, although fierce and powerful, blazing with poisonous fire, is muddy and unclear, and explodes without knowing how.
Illusion spaces that are both real and fake, passing by one after another, are enough to cause thousands of washes and misdirections to these sacred sands in a snap, causing most of their power to cancel themselves out. .
Su Hanshan himself is now trapped alone in the illusion. From any other angle, he cannot be seen.
Only when you look right from the front of the blood-gold aperture can you see the countless bubbles of light and shadow floating inside.
In each bubble, there are different scenes of the sea of bitterness churning, the sacred sand shining, and the figures moving around.
“Princess, it’s time for you to come back!!”
Kunlun Monk flew to the Flower Goddess Princess, grabbed her, and let out a loud shout that shook the sky.
All creatures within a few miles were hit by this strange shout, and their ears buzzed as if they were on the verge of reaching their limit.
Ouyang Chun snorted, Zhihua and others vomited blood, staggered several steps, and almost fell.
The buzzer just now was actually Kunlun Monk who shocked these people for a moment, seized the opportunity, mobilized their spirits, and all rushed towards Ouyang Chun to prevent him from getting in the way.
The knife skills used by Ouyang Chun to break out of the Western Xia capital made the Kunlun monks feel very troubled and frightened. Therefore, during the past few months when he came out to hunt, he had been silently thinking about how to deal with it.
Use Mantra Kung Fu to guide the spiritual consciousness of the person Ouyang Chun cares about, to collide with him and hinder his opportunity to draw the sword. This is the way Kunlun Monk came up with.
Originally, Kunlun Monk had some concerns. He was worried that relying solely on the Flower Goddess to challenge Ouyang Chun would easily break the mind of the Flower Goddess, who had lost her pure land, and lead to her sudden death.
I didn’t expect that there would be a few more Ouyang Chun’s friends present today.
It can be said that God helps me!
In the face of Kunlun Monk's method, it can be said that the more friends around Ouyang Chun who are below the fourth realm, the weaker the sword will be.
Kunlun Monk and Flower Goddess Princess walked in the opposite direction. There were only two or three steps left between them.
Suddenly!
The vertically rotating circle of blood-gold rosary beads in the sky shook very quickly and became parallel to the ground.
Su Hanshan's figure descended from it like lightning, intercepted between the two, and punched out.
Kunlun monk did not expect that he would break out of the illusion of the sea of suffering rosary so quickly. Although he was not shocked, he just changed the palm of his grasping hand to push forward, and his palm suddenly thrust outward.
At the same time, Monk Kunlun turned his other hand slightly, and there was a suction force in his palm, and he was about to take back his rosary beads.
The Bitter Sea Rosary should have successfully suppressed all the divine sand. Once in your hands, it can still be of great help.
However, the moment the fists of the two sides collided, the rosary beads in the sky did not respond to Kunlun Monk's call, but grew bigger and bigger.
The blood-golden halo of light that was originally about eight feet in size immediately shattered, and one hundred and eight beads scattered and shot out, drilling into the ground.
If the placement points of all the rosary beads are connected into a large circle, it can be seen that the diameter of this circle reaches the range of a thousand feet.
Subsequently, a large amount of dark golden liquid erupted from the one hundred and eight holes, turning the thousand-foot radius into golden water almost instantly.
Within a thousand feet, the waves were rough, and when the heavy waves hit them, it was like huge rocks smashing into a deep valley, and the roar echoed, and it was not like the sound of normal water flow at all.
Kunlun Monk felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly became bitter, cold, and heavy, which made him very familiar. It was very similar to the kind of thoughts emanating from all living beings in the most bitter and cold season around Kunlun Snow Mountain. Atmosphere.
But then, these auras became manic, frivolous, violent, and fiery, which were clearly the powers of the Tenri Dazzling Divine Sand.
The Bitter Sea Rosary was not able to easily suppress the sacred sand. Instead, it seemed that the two were mixed together, alternating hot and cold in an intricate manner, forming this golden wave.
There is also a dark golden water surface. A breath you can't get rid of.
After Su Hanshan exchanged moves with the Kunlun monk, he turned his left hand backwards, and with an extremely gentle finger, he touched the center of the Flower Goddess's eyebrows.
Princess Flower God's whole body was imprisoned, leaving a clear silver fingerprint on her forehead. Her body flew out and landed in the direction of Ouyang Chun.
Kunlun monk watched all this, but did not move rashly. Instead, he landed down, stepped firmly on the dark golden waves, and touched the ground with his feet.
The Bitter Sea Rosary and the Ten-Day Sacred Sand are both beyond the power of a normal land immortal. These two powers are now intertwined, which is actually very dangerous.
If Kunlun Monk did not observe it first, but took action rashly, he would probably detonate this power. No matter what others did, he would probably shed his skin as well.
In this case, Su Hanshan was actually able to send Princess Flower God away with just one finger.
It can only be said that at least part of the cause of this dark golden sea of poisonous fire was within his expectation.
Kunlun Monk had a guess, and with a quick glance, he immediately found the traces of the sacred sand.
Eighty thousand grains of sacred sand are not scattered randomly in this sea of suffering, but condensed into tens of thousands of red crystal pills, which function steadily as nodes of this sea of suffering. It bursts out with long and powerful power.
Each eight grains of sacred sand are connected by extremely low-activity vitality, allowing the power of poisonous fire to operate in an orderly manner, cleverly forming pills, exuding the meaning of perfection.
When Su Hanshan played out the sacred sand, the demonic nature was overwhelming, and six evil spirits came out. It was precisely to frighten these poisonous sands and make them obedient enough during the process of temporarily forming elixirs.
The method of external elixir from the world of Taibai Sacred Tree can be said to have reached its peak in the hands of Su Hanshan today, creating the artistic conception of refining demons into elixirs.
It's just that he also underestimated the rich foundation of the sea of suffering in the sea of suffering rosary.
If yellow lotus trees were planted all over the Yellow River, people in the thousands of mountains would not necessarily suffer as much!
Tens of thousands of elixirs were thrown into the sea of suffering, but they failed to destroy the sea of suffering in one go. Instead, they made the sea of suffering even more poisonous and tormenting, and extremely dangerous.
“Don’t move!!”
Guo DaDa and others who followed Kunlun Monk were also within a thousand feet at this time. They regretted not staying on the hillside and looked at the steps below. Sea of bitterness, cold sweat.
In the courtyard, Fan Zhongyan held the blood he had vomited in one hand. His face was slightly bitter, and he dipped his fingers in the blood and started writing on the table.
Ouyang Chun took a deep breath, held his wife with one hand, and put the other hand on his heart, gently. He wanted to remember the faces of the enemies he encountered in the Western Xia capital and the Buddhist incantations of the Kunlun School they used. , his fingers slowly touched the handle of the knife.
“Ha, ha, ha!”
In the middle of the sea of suffering, the Kunlun monk laughed three times, “The donor is very skilled in alchemy, the best in the world. Master, I’m afraid I don’t have the ability like you!”
"However, it is common for alchemy furnaces to explode. If they explode, they will have to start over again. But if the elixir in this sea of suffering explodes, I am afraid that many people will not have a chance to come back again."
Although this sea of suffering is only a thousand feet in diameter, the one hundred and eight rosary beads were driven into the ground at an angle, and then the layers and layers of illusions were transformed into the water of the sea of suffering and released.
After the 80,000 grains of divine sand were refined into pill pills, the original poisonous fire was at its core, and it was running on its own again, sucking in the energy of heaven and earth, spreading outwards and permeating.
Therefore, the area of this sea of suffering that spreads underground is much larger than the part shown on the ground.
The phantom of poisonous fire and torture hidden underground is so wide that it has already included the lotus disciples inlaid on the hillside and Ouyang Chun and others in the foundation of the courtyard.
People who are on the edge are safer, but things like the illusion of the sea of suffering are derived from the feeling of suffering in the human heart. Their depth is unpredictable and the disasters are endless. Just like the lives of slaves in the Kunlun countries, they cannot be reasoned with.
It is not impossible that if someone on the edge makes any mistakes, the entire sea of suffering will explode.
Kunlun monk smiled and said: "Why don't you and I join forces to dismantle this sea of suffering and eliminate the danger before we talk about other things?"
"Okay! "
Su Hanshan looked at him intently for a while, suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "The elder comes first, you go first"
"No, no, no, this young monk is actually very young this year."
The Kunlun Monk of the Reclining Buddha quickly gave in, "The master comes first. The benefactor resurrects the soul through corpses. All have such skills. You are the senior. You are the first." Please.”
The two looked at each other for a moment, both smiling.
Su Hanshan's smile grew wider and wider, and he simply laughed: "Hahaha, okay, I'll do it first, monk. I'll drop all the pills on your back first."
"Stand still, so as not to trigger the poisonous fire. I have the skills to beat a cow across a mountain, so I guarantee you will be fine!"
While speaking, Su Hanshan raised his right hand, and the silver light all over his body flowed, all converging on his right hand, and then condensed on his index finger, and gradually shrank towards the fingertip.
The more condensed it is, the brighter the silver light becomes.
Su Hanshan chuckled and stared, as if holding a star on his fingertips, he slowly moved forward.
The reclining Buddha Kunlun monk has his hands clasped together, his eyes are looking at six directions, and his ears are listening in all directions. He seems to be as motionless as a mountain.
However, when the silver light on Su Hanshan's fingertips condensed like stars, the flesh on the monk's cheek could not help but twitch.
When Su Hanshan's arm moved forward and was about to be straightened, a dense layer of goosebumps had appeared on the monk's back, crawling up the bare back of his head. The smile on his face was completely frozen. He finally couldn't hold it back and stretched out a hand.
At the same time, the smile on Su Hanshan's face suddenly disappeared, and he poked out the star with indifference and concentration.
The great monk’s chubby, trembling hand reached halfway and suddenly retracted his fingers.
Kunlun Monk of the Reclining Buddha has practiced 128 sets of mantras over the years. The only one he regards as the master and has the deepest practice is "The Mantra of the Auspicious Lion."
When he made a fist with his big chubby hand, the flesh on his hand squeezed out, and it looked like the head of a lion.
It is not the kind of lion and lioness in reality, but the image of a mythical lion with a body of gold and stone, showing majesty, highlighting strength, and representing auspiciousness, with a big head and a big head.
Sakyamuni is known as the lion among men, and the lion method. In Buddhism, it often contains the meaning of directly pointing to the root and breaking the external laws.
The auspicious lion refers to the protector who has found the right fruit that he needs to guard, so all the auspicious energy is concentrated inward, and all the power of breaking the law is released outward.
It can be called the most sharp and focused skill among the three thousand skills in Kunlun.
A star on your fingertips, as thin as a dust particle, an auspicious lion, the young grass is not frightened.
When the two forces collided, there was only a very faint ripple on the sea of suffering.
"Why are you moving? The monk is not strong enough!"
"Nonsense! Is your finger really capable of hitting a cow across a mountain?"
"Punched through a mountain , Didn’t it just hit the cow?”
The skin on Kunlun Monk’s hand was broken, exposing the bones as white as jade. Su Hanshan also felt a dull pain in his fingers, which almost broke the bones.
But in an instant, Kunlun Monk's wounds were intact.
“Tongwei Chemical Combination!”
Su Hanshan’s eyes were slightly startled.
Masters at the fifth level of Dachu Martial Arts, the realm of the divine realm, can interfere with the microscopic structure and create new molecules that do not exist in the world, thereby releasing more refined and powerful vitality.
Su Hanshan still remembers the scene when Situ Daozi, the ancestor of the Situ family in Xueling County, was seriously injured and tampered with the nature of the mountain with a wave of his sleeve, erupting the energy of the stars.
Although the method that Kunlun Monk showed just now seems to be unable to affect external objects, it can already change the microstructure of his own body.
This state is very similar to Situ Yuntao's time on the eve of the Mysterious Embryo Realm and his breakthrough into the Divine Palace.
It seems that although the so-called floods in the three disaster realms have not completely exceeded the combat power range of the Xuantai realm, their physical and mental quality are already close to those of reserve forces in the Shenfu realm.
This kind of power is very different from the one Lu Kun had when he transformed his body into earth and stone.
Lu Kun is just a talent derived from the invisible demon. Similar to the demon clan, he actually doesn’t understand what details are involved in the process of change, and once it changes, he can’t Aborted, final result cannot be changed.
After his physique was transformed into other materials, he also inherited the flaws of that material.
When Kunlun Monk transformed the microstructure of his body, he was innovative. Compared with the original state, all the advantages were added and no new defects were added.
The two of them were conversing in their minds, as fast as lightning. The moment the monk's fist recovered, his two palms had already turned golden and white in a flash, changing like a lion's roar, breaking through all the heretics and punching out.
Kunlun Monk can even control the new particles of his physical body, and also disturb them at a completely new amplitude, all chanting mantras.
Use one person's body to form a great mantra and mudra ceremony with thousands of words, Dharma drums and conchs, and endless music.
In just a few words, Monk Kunlun had already observed and calculated the situation in this sea of suffering, and was confident that he would not explode it when he took action carefully.
But Su Hanshan was able to refrain from taking action in the sea of suffering from the beginning. He spent all that time talking, and he naturally had a purpose.
“You have the mantra, I have the outer elixir!”
The ultimate pursuit of the outer elixir is never to be a magic weapon, but to increase the quality and power of the inner elixir.
(End of this chapter)