Journey to the West: At the beginning, Li Er was mistaken for his father

"How is this going?!"

Jin Chanzi's spiritual sense was extraordinary, and he immediately noticed something strange, and wanted to use his divine sense to investigate.

It's just that just as soon as he had this thought in his mind, he felt a sudden strangeness in his mind.

Li Xiudao's surroundings produced a huge absorbing force out of thin air, which evolved into an invisible vortex, constantly shrinking inward, as if it wanted to involve his spiritual thoughts.

Shocked, Jin Chanzi hurriedly embraced Yuan Shouyi, and withdrew his mind.

But it was too late.

Hearing a muffled snort, his face turned slightly pale, but he had already lost a wisp of divine thought out of thin air.

Originally, for people of their level of cultivation, a little thought and spiritual consciousness were nothing.

As long as you don't suffer from injuries that affect the essence of your soul, you can recover fully after a few weeks of exercise.

It's just that Jin Chanzi reincarnated in his tenth life, and now he has just awakened from the past.

The essence is weak, and the mana is far from returning to its peak state. Like the loss just now, it will take Jin Chanzi seven or eight days to recover.

Jin Chanzi's consciousness is like a special key.

Or an introduction is more appropriate.

As soon as Fang plunged into the vortex, and combined with Li Xiudao's energy, a mysterious change occurred immediately.

The void above Li Xiudao's head suddenly split open, followed by a chessboard spread out on top.

Although the chessboard is small, it is only about a foot square, but the black and white chess pieces increase and decrease, but there is endless murderous evolution.

Jin Chanzi's expression became more serious.

Facing this game of chess, his primordial spirit actually flinched slightly, as if he was restrained by it by nature.

How can this be? !
He has already cultivated the true body of the Great Thunder Sound Buddha Lord, which is rare in the prosperous age of slaughter.

What avenue can overcome restraint.

What's more, although it is said that there is a natural way, there must be another way to restrain each other.

But how could it be such a coincidence that it was in the hands of Li Xiudao.

In an instant, countless thoughts arose in Jin Chanzi's mind.

I don't know if I want to intervene, and take advantage of the opportunity that Li Xiudao has not really comprehended this Taoism to interrupt its progress.

In the same situation, if it were the Tathagata, the Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and gods in the Heavenly Court would not hesitate at all.

Not only will he kill him, but he will also think about taking the opportunity to take away this magical power.

For them, this way of restraining themselves is of course the safest and most appropriate way to be mastered by themselves.

"No, my generation of monks, how can I do this!!!"

Gritting his teeth tightly, stimulating himself with severe pain, Jin Chanzi's eyes suddenly cleared up, revealing a great sense of freedom after relief.

In this instant, he had made his final decision.

He is not Tathagata, nor other bodhisattvas and arhats, he is him.

The unique golden cicada among the Three Realms.

What he practiced was to go straight and straight, without the slightest flinching, the ten acquired ways of killing.

If it is only because Li Xiudao's Taoism can restrain him now, he will directly attack Li Xiudao, who is barely an ally, and at the same time has the most direct effect on his awakening past.

Then it is equivalent to Jin Chanzi admitting that he cannot climb to the top position with his own practice, his Taoist heart is covered with dust, and he can no longer wipe it clean, and he can no longer draw his sword as fast as he is now.

Not to mention pure yang, immortality, or even good fortune that only exists in legends, it is already very rare to be able to guarantee the current comprehension of Taoism and not to fall.

not to mention……

The moment Jin Chanzi hesitated, he had already lost the best opportunity to disrupt and destroy this game.

The black and white chess game turned around in the air, without seeing any changes, it has directly entered his body.

In an instant, it has been completely integrated with its primordial mana, and can no longer be separated.

For a moment, the power of restraint that Jin Chanzi felt increased greatly out of thin air.

However, Jin Chanzi did not hesitate at all.

Because, if there is a loss, there must be a gain.

The scene just now was a heart-to-heart situation for him.

After he successfully survived, he tempered his own Dao heart for a while.

Although the mana has not improved significantly, the benefits it brings are self-evident.

Not only did he become more comfortable and comfortable driving the Great Thunder Sound Buddha, but even his relatively weak soul was strengthened a lot.

Jin Chanzi is more happy to see the improvement of his own Taoism than to seize other people's Taoism.

"This golden cicada knows the trick."

Li Xiudao smiled, and put away the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and Zhuxian Sword Formation that were ready to go in the Yuanshen.

After being possessed by Sun Wukong, the supreme ape, Li Xiudao's attainments in Hinayana magic skyrocketed, and he even comprehended a bit of subtlety with Mahayana magic.

Compared with Wutian, the founder of these two Taoisms, it is no longer even unattainable.

Although Jin Chanzi's thoughts change and his emotions fluctuate only in a flash, how can he hide it from Li Xiudao.

Since Jin Chanzi didn't try to do it, the backhand that was originally prepared for him would not be used.

Li Xiudao didn't even have time to pay attention to the changes in the golden core realm after being refined into the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, and put all his attention on the black and white chessboard that suddenly appeared in the primordial spirit.

"The law of innate catastrophe..."

Li Xiudao muttered to himself with an indescribably strange expression.

Although Jin Chanzi has practiced thousands of years longer than him, he has never been in contact with the Five Luck and Five Virtues after all, and has not been able to recognize the origin of this chessboard.

But Li Xiudao is different. He has comprehended the true meaning of merit and virtue, and possesses the destiny of humanity. Almost as soon as the chessboard appeared, he already knew his footsteps.

Jin Chanzi felt that the way of innate calamity seemed to suppress him naturally, and even thought that Li Xiudao had comprehended the spell to restrain himself.

He felt right, but his imagination was still wrong.

There are three thousand avenues, but there are only 72 pure yang gates, eighteen of which are immortal.

Therefore, although the Three Thousand Ways, the 72 Pure Yang Palaces restrain each other.

But among the three thousand roads, there are still high and low strengths.

Five luck and five virtues can all be cultivated into pure yang, and if one luck and one virtue are combined, there is hope of immortality.

Because of the congenital calamity, it is natural that the power of the Great Thunder Sound Buddha Lord of Jin Chanzi will be better than that of Jin Chanzi.

and this……

It's not the most important key.

Among the three thousand avenues, innate killing luck and innate catastrophic luck can claim that innate restraint of other one-way methods.

Among them, the innate way of killing luck can kill all magical powers, even if the opponent has already forged a pure yang embryo.

The innate calamity is able to evolve into infinite calamities, suppress everything on the chessboard, destroy the opponent's vitality, and increase one's own mana instead.

Because of this, Jin Chanzi feels that this chessboard has the power to restrain his own Taoism.

Although he had expected the method of innate catastrophe, Li Xiudao was also a little surprised that he was able to cultivate this method to a small success all of a sudden.