This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 52 Nine Turns of Mysterious Art, Luck in the World!
33 days outside.

Paradise of Paradise, Leiyin Ancient Temple.

The two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, sat in the center, surrounded by bursts of sandalwood that lasted forever, and the sound of Sanskrit never stopped.

Ever since receiving the summons from Bailian Boy Blank, Jieyin has been trying to find out what happened to this boy.

but.

He tried to investigate anyway, but couldn't find out any cause and effect.

Nothing is normal.

Everything is quite normal again.

He frowned for a long time and said:
"The karma of the white lotus has been concealed."

"Could it be that there are saints in Beihai again?"

At this moment, Jieyin raised his eyebrows suddenly, and he suddenly discovered that Bai Lian's long-lost fate suddenly returned.

then.

He was suddenly furious.

He found that Bailian boy had lost all vitality, and he couldn't even perceive his soul.

He frowned, and a great power emanated from him, and the whole prehistoric world was filled with the coercion of a saint in an instant.

"Who dares to kill my boy?"

a time.

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens prostrated themselves under the coercion of this saint, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

The boy who received the saint and sat down was killed? !

That Bailian boy is the pinnacle of immortality. It is said that he has been bound by his cultivation for tens of thousands of years and refuses to prove the Tao, and he wants to let the Western religion spread throughout the prehistoric times.

He was killed!
Only the Golden Immortal Realm can kill him.

Who is the immortal who attacked the West when he was enshrining the gods?

at the same time.

Shouxian Palace.

Zishou also felt the spiritual thoughts sweeping through the heaven and earth, and he drank a glass of King Yu wine in his hand, feeling emotional in his heart.

The sage is convenience.

With a roar, the whole server pops up.

But...he fell silent.

The authority of the Primordial Prison can actually break through the laws of heaven in the prehistoric world, break through the authority of saints, and manipulate part of the cause and effect.

Is it because the sage is too weak, or the Primordial Prison is too mysterious.

……

Gazing at Honghuang with his spiritual sense, anger appeared in his eyes after a long time.

He found that he couldn't find any trace no matter what.

This is impossible.

Zhunti raised his head, saw Jieying's angry face, and asked:
"Brother, the white lotus is born from the lotus flower in the Eight Treasures Merit Hualong Pond, it can be resurrected within 81 days after death, why should you be so angry?"

Picking up Ning Ning's eyebrows, he said coldly:

"Bai Lian not only lost her vitality, but also her soul."

"I searched the sky and the earth, but I couldn't find any clues."

Zhunti heard the words:
"The luck of the human race that circulates in the world can hide the prying eyes of the gods and gods, and it is difficult for saints to project their spiritual consciousness into it, so they can only barely deduce it."

"Bai Lian is in Beihai, so it's not normal for senior brother to find out."

Jie Yin shook his head and said:

"Junior brother, I planted the Buddha seal on Bai Lian long ago. As long as Bai Lian is alive, the Buddha seal will not be destroyed. Even if there is luck in the world, the poor can easily perceive it."

"Now, this Buddha seal has disappeared."

Zhunti stopped twitching his fingers suddenly, raised his head to meet the unbelievable gaze, his eyelids were half closed, and he clasped his fingers, revealing a gloomy look.

Zhunti endured Tianwei's backlash, and deduced the cause and effect of Bailian.

puff!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhunti's consciousness touched Bailian karma, it was forcibly interrupted, and he spit out a mouthful of holy blood!

"Can't deduce?"

Zhunti was shocked.

They are sages of heaven, who can know the affairs of the world in a single thought.

Even if calamity is approaching now, and the way of heaven is chaotic, they only need to bear the backlash of the power of heaven, and they can calculate everything.

Now, his deduction was forcibly interrupted.

Zhunti forcibly communicated with the way of heaven, and deduced it again!

He didn't believe that in this prehistoric world, there was a fate that he couldn't deduce.

Even if it is covered by a saint, the number of days is only vague, how could it be forcibly interrupted!

Quasi-mention counts.

puff!
He spit out a mouthful of golden blood again.

This time, the backlash he suffered was even heavier, and his compassionate face seemed to be plated with gold.

"It was interrupted again..."

Zhunti was shocked.

However, this time he deduced a scene.

In the picture, the outside of Chongzhou City is like a purgatory, the monsters in the North Sea are only left with severed limbs, and more than [-] rebels surrendered on their knees. .

This punch shattered Bai Lian's vitality, shaking her soul away!
"The Beihai rebels lost."

"Bai Lian is dead."

After Zhunti's deduction, he was stunned first, and then burned with anger.

This is his plan for many years, and it is the key to unlocking the gods in the world!

Now, it turned out to be a failure!
"Who!"

"Who dares to plot against the poor!"

"Tongtian, is it you!"

Zhunti was furious, and wanted to find out, regardless of the backlash.

But no matter how he deduces, he will be interrupted forcibly, and he still can't see who the figure who killed Bailian is.

Zhunti's eyes sank slightly, he looked at Jieying, and passed on all the spiritual consciousness he had deduced.

Jieyin even showed unbelievable eyes.

"This this……"

"How could this be!"

"Beihai's plan has lost everything?"

"Bai Lian has bound herself to the peak of the Celestial Immortal for tens of thousands of years, and there is no opponent under the Golden Immortal.

"This person's cultivation must be above the Golden Immortal."

"Once you enter the golden fairy, you will not enter the mortal world."

"Now the luck of the Yin and Shang countries is still there, and the luck of the world is getting stronger and stronger. Once it is contaminated, it will be doomed. Cut off and teach those golden immortals, who dares to walk lightly at this time?"

Zhunti was silent when he heard the words, raised his head after a while, and looked at the world:
"The body of the white lotus is transformed from the lotus seeds of the twelfth-grade pure world white lotus. It is an innate spiritual treasure. It is difficult for ordinary golden immortals to shake it without magic treasures."

"This person can kill Bai Lian with just one punch. There are only two possibilities."

"The first is that he is not a human, but a witch. Only the body of a great witch can resist the magic weapon."

"The second possibility is that he has practiced the Nine Turns Mysterious Art."

Jieyin nodded and said:

"In this world, the great witch has long since died, so there is only the second possibility left."

"Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu is a Taoist protection technique, and it cannot be cultivated unless one has understanding."

"There are no more than two successful practitioners at the moment."

After receiving the introduction, he looked at two places in the world.

Meishan and Guanjiangkou.

"The Erlang from the Yang family at Guanjiangkou, and the white ape at Meishan."

Zhun held a bodhi branch in his hand, threw out hundreds of millions of Bodhi wonderful lights, and stood up from the golden lotus barefoot.

"The one at Guanjiangkou is a pawn laid out by Yuan Shi, and it is impossible to ruin my plan."

"It seems that it can only be the white ape."

"Whether it is true or not, you will find out when you catch it and ask."

"If you really dare to kill me, the guardian boy of the Western Cult, I will let you be a mountain guardian spirit beast!"

Zhunti's voice fell, and he stepped out of the 33 outer heavens and came to the world of the world!

There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds all over his body, golden lotuses fell down, the scriptures of Purdue were born out of thin air, and a pure land of whirling was born under his feet.

Around the pure land of mother-in-law, the luck of the human race has receded.

Feeling the rich human luck around him, he frowned slightly.

"The luck in the world is so strong. Di Xin, what have you done all these years?"

There was a look of surprise in Zhunti's eyes.

He has never come to the world since the Five Emperors.

Zhunti only remembered that when the witch clan was massacred, luck in the world could only cover the sight of the gods.

Now, it can actually hinder his Dharmakaya.

A coldness flashed in Zhunti's eyes.

"We must not let the race continue to develop, otherwise it will be another witch race!"

Zhunti made up his mind, no matter what, the fate of the Yin and Shang countries must collapse, and the world will be full of gunpowder.

If the fate of the world is not completely disintegrated, his plan to come to the east to preach is just a dead letter.

Zhunti looked at his position, stepped out, and the long river of time and space was rippling, and his figure disappeared again.

After Zhunti disappeared, the luck of the surrounding human races rushed to the location where Zhunti disappeared, like giant dragons colliding to create a vortex of luck!
The luck in the world is not afraid of the coercion of the sage of heaven.

(End of this chapter)