Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 298

The life-killing monk gently picked up the tattered copper bowl that was thrown upside down on the ground.

With a chirping sound, it seemed as if the smoke had disappeared, and the sea of ​​bitterness in Dayue collapsed completely.

Ji Yuan was almost exhausted, gasping for breath, and staggered out of the weird illusion like a cave.

The whole person was sweating like pulp, his blood was boiling, and his body was flushed, like a boiled lobster.

As the hundred and eight thousand pores all over his body opened and closed together, he breathed in and out, creating a viscous airflow.

With a click, it was like opening the lid of a stove, and a large puff of white smoke evaporated, emitting scalding heat.

"Master, I have already climbed Mount Sumeru by a thousand feet.

Dare to ask, such a speed of refinement,

Among the successors who have practiced the "Fudo Mountain King Sutra" in the past, where can you rank? "

Ji Yuan bared his teeth and asked.

Every time he finished climbing Mount Sumeru, the muscles, bones, and membranes in his body seemed to be torn apart.

Nowhere does it hurt, nowhere does it hurt.

Especially, with the constant urging of the inner breath.

Qi and blood roll away and rush to the limbs, and there will be a feeling of itching.

It's like a snake and insect shedding its skin in a fierce mountain forest, suffering very much every inch.

"Good apprentice, from ancient times to the present, Qi and blood martial arts are always higher than a mountain.

When it comes to the understanding of martial arts and the complexity of martial arts, the younger generations are far better than the predecessors, so they cannot be compared.

What's more, the practice of a divine skill often requires a warrior's whole life's effort to comprehend the essence and essence.

It's not that the sooner the better, the key is to integrate and use it for your own use. "

The life-killing monk's skinny face shook, and he talked about him from left to right.

The palm holding the copper bowl, however, flexed two fingers without showing any traces, as a reply.

After all, monks cannot tell lies.

This is the only persistence of an old monk who has broken countless precepts as a monk.

"The master is right, I am the one who made the picture."

Ji Yuan thought to himself, the killing monk's tactful words must be to save his own face.

"That's right, Huangjue Temple is one of the three religions, one of the six true traditions, and there are many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats.

Furthermore, Yinmai is passed on by one person, entrusted with the mantle, and the requirements are extremely strict.

My innate talent today is nothing more than forging ten energy channels, and my martial arts comprehension is astonishing.

At best, it can only be rampant in the third world of blood exchange, so we should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and don't underestimate the heroes of martial arts in the world. "

After briefly introspecting for a moment, Ji Yuan regained some strength.

When his breathing became calm, he lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, with five hearts facing the sky.

Practice silently, and use the Nine-Aperture Stone Man to carefully comprehend the dragon and snake characters entrenched in the heart.

"so far so good."

Seeing that Ji Yuan didn't question him, the killing monk was relieved.

"If I tell you bluntly, let Jiulang know that he has amazing talents in horizontal training,
Losing only to the second-generation patriarch, it is inevitable that there will be pride and complacency. "

The skinny old monk smiled slightly, and looked at the vigorous Ji Yuan with peaceful eyes, feeling quite satisfied.

According to the "Mountain King Sutra", mountain climbing is also practice.

For every inch that is moved up, the muscles, bones, and flesh of the whole body have to endure great torture.

Just like forging an iron block to become fine steel, it must be beaten hard to squeeze out impurities.

Only when you have traveled [-] zhang, can you fully understand the essence of the Mountain King Buddha.

"There are two hundred and eight bones in the human body, and every one of them has to be tempered in order to wear off the strength and ensure that you don't get hurt.

Convincing the outside practice, the skin membrane and muscles have only been superficially exercised.

At best, when making a move, the muscles muster up their strength, and the skin membrane is stretched to resist the move, which is not very powerful.

But the quenching bones of the blood-changing third layer are different.

As the saying goes, blood comes out of the bone marrow, and if you want the blood to break through the shackles of the mortal body, you must change the blood and refine the bones, cut the hair and wash the marrow!
Until 'the blood is like mercury, the pulp is like frost', the initial metamorphosis is completed.

Instead, he began to forge his body and pursue the way forward for immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons. "

The sound of the life-killing monk was like a bell, condensed into a line, and imparted the Tao eloquently.

"So it turns out that the purpose of tempering muscles and bones is to stimulate hematopoiesis, reborn, and cross the barrier of transcendence!"

With a calm mind, Ji Yuan opened his mouth and swallowed two Qi Condensing Pills.

The internal organs are like a millstone, crushing the dripping iron pellets with a gentle twist.

The violent drug force exploded with a bang, rushing towards the limbs and bones.

The originally dry flesh and blood were greatly moisturised, just like the rain after a long drought.

The exhausted inner breath was filled and slowly injected into ten clanking golden veins.

Crashing, a large swath of air flow merged into thick white waves, making a rushing sound.

Like a funnel scrolling, spinning rapidly, sweeping the entire inner courtyard.

"The fourth exchange of blood...is expected."

The killing monk witnessed this scene, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, and he was not surprised.

The rare ten qi channels in the world are enough to allow Ji Yuan to flow unimpeded in the third level of blood exchange.

Coupled with the hard work of climbing Mount Sumeru, you can temper your muscles and bones and walk more steadily.

"It's a pity, the great medicine 'Golden Daigo' of Huangjue Temple is best for nourishing flesh and blood.

Compared with the fierce Great Dan, which is like a tiger and wolf, it is even better.

It's just that the old monk hasn't gathered all the medicinal ingredients yet, and he successfully boiled it.

Otherwise, before the New Year's Eve,
It should be able to allow Jiulang to complete the fifth and sixth blood changes, and really gain a firm foothold in the triple heaven. "

The thin and shriveled old monk had droopy eyelids, and he couldn't help showing regret.

He originally wanted to find Meng Xuanji to "beg for alms", but it turned out that this old ghost was cunning and had the ability to make predictions.

A stupid mount was sent to watch the door, but he never showed up.

No matter how bad the life-killing monk is, he is also a Buddhist master, the head of the hidden vein of Huangjue Temple.

How could it be possible to have such a small belly, and only care about a monster?
On the contrary, he is very magnanimous and will not hold grudges at all.

Seeing that the sapphire lion was a little silly, he specially cast a blow on his head.

He knocked it hard three times with a copper bowl, and asked "whether you have enlightened" while knocking.

It wasn't until the sapphire lion's eyes were full of tears that he stopped.

"Using the mount I raised to prevent disasters, Meng Xuanji's shamelessness has not changed at all after decades."

The life-killing monk recited the Buddha's name, thinking about where to seek alms for the precious medicinal materials that are thousands of years old.

With his realm and status as a master of Buddhism and the head of Yinmai of Huangjue Temple, as long as his identity is revealed.

There are many people who are regarded as honored guests and are willing to run for them.

only……

"If you don't work, you are already lazy, and begging for food with your bare hands is even more unbearable.

If you go to drive the little people to sit back and enjoy the success, it will be different from the disciples and grandchildren of the demon Bo Xun! ? "

The killing monk shook his head, thinking so.

Although his lineage does not observe precepts, he often drinks and eats meat.

It looks like a fake monk on the surface, but it is an ascetic monk in essence.

Don't wear gorgeous clothes, and don't ride in oxen and horses.

Drink a bowl of water and recite the scriptures once.

Eating people a bowl of vegetarian food will give them peace in their homes.

At the beginning, Pei Tu of Beizhen Fusi had no intention of provoking evil spirits, so he was safe and sound.

It is precisely because of giving a bowl of vegetarian food, forming a good relationship, in exchange for a drop of blood from the Buddhist master.

"After thinking about it, I can only go to a fortune teller and ask him to do a fortune teller to see if there is any fortune in the near future."

The killing monk put away the distress in his heart, and his cloudy eyes fell on Ji Yuan again.

That strong and lively blood light, like a spurting light, instantly illuminated the entire spacious courtyard.

A skinny old monk with raised eyelids.

He could clearly see that Ji Yuan's body was radiant and radiant.

The tendons and bones under the skin are like plate armor, which are smelted and integrated to firmly protect the internal organs.

The big tendons are even thicker and longer, bouncing and undulating, like a coiled dragon.

"Only the tendons and ribs can subdue the dragon and elephant Dali!

If it wasn't for Meng Xuanji's despicable means of intercepting people, Jiulang should have entered my Huangjue Temple!

With this mantle passed on, why worry that Yinmai can't belong to Xianzong again! "

The life-killing monk seemed to get more and more angry, and couldn't help feeling angry.
"Next time I go to Qin Tianjian, and when I see that sapphire lion, I must hit it a few more times!"

call!Suck!
I don't know how long it took, the majestic blood energy slowly fell back, and the pure inner breath was collected in the qi veins.

Ji Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up, as if entering a mysterious state.

The Nine-Aperture Stone Man in the Sea of ​​Consciousness poured a lot of insights into it.

"I am the real martial arts genius!"

Ji Yuan digested it slowly, accepted it in its entirety, and pushed Dacheng's Sanyin Demon Slaying Saber to a perfect level.

Chi chi chi, the qi channel that accommodates the yin and cold inner breath.

Suddenly it vibrated and released a strong blue light.

The originally large mass of icy cold evil energy seemed to turn into tiny threads, quickly condensing and forming.

Ji Yuan captured it with his mind, then circled his arms and bowed his body slightly.

The two steps are separated, and the force penetrates the lower body, as if stepping on a mountain, and as if supporting a huge cauldron.

At the same time, the qi, blood and internal breath of the limbs and bones are fully stimulated.

On that side of Zhoutian Dojo, there was a wave of air and ripples, which spread three feet in front of him.

I saw the fierce and unparalleled big seal of the mountain character, which matched the yin and cold evil spirit of the Sanyin Demon Slaying Knife.

It's like fire and water help each other, forming a wonderful scene!
Crashing, the chill is like a tide, rolling and running, like a wide river.

It contains torrents of black water, which is about to sweep the world and sweep everything.

It is full of chilling, cold and bitter meaning.

"Hey, this is... Xuantian's Ascension to the Dragon Dao's Sanyin Demon Slaughter Knife?

However, after Kuro's rehearsal, it seemed to be different. "

The life-killing monk's eyes lit up slightly, as if he was interested.

His judgmental vision for worldly martial arts can be said to be from a strategic height.

Convinced, Tongmai, when these two realms.

The strength of qi and blood is divided into five classes, which are dragon, elephant, tiger, ox, and horse.

Things like pulling nine bulls upside down, fighting dragons, and throwing elephants with one hand are often described as tyrannical.

However, after stepping into the third world of blood exchange.

Because the muscles and bones of the body are strong, and the energy channels are condensed.

The viscous and hot qi and blood combined with the rich and pure inner energy.

Like dripping mercury amalgam, it naturally penetrates the skin membrane and condenses the vision.

Among them, there are also high and low points.

The lower ones are birds and animals, the middle ones are mountains and rivers, and the upper ones are heaven, earth, sun and moon.

"The vision created by Jiulang is a bit inclusive, and it means that tolerance is great.

He actually thought of incorporating all the various martial arts he had learned into it.

It is not easy to take the essence of others and develop one's own martial art. "

There was a look of approval in the eyes of the killing monk.

Gather the strengths of a hundred schools of thought.

This sentence is easy to say, but difficult to do.

It is an extremely test of one's vision, spirit, courage and means.

For example, the Sanyin Demon Killing Saber is Xuantian's Ascension to the Dragon Dao's unique skill in killing.

After Dacheng, it is like a lunar star god entering the body.

Control the evil spirit, refine the mysterious sword, swing vertically and horizontally, and be invincible to those who block it!
This kind of fierce martial art that kills people like cutting grass is extremely difficult to understand thoroughly and master it.

What's more, it is necessary to capture the essence of the spirit and truly melt into one furnace.

"I didn't expect that Jiulang not only has outstanding talents in horizontal training, but also has outstanding understanding and talent in martial arts."

A smile appeared on the shriveled face of the killing monk, and then it froze.

Such a rare and good seedling was accepted as a registered disciple by Meng Xuanji, which was abruptly delayed.

What a reckless waste, I don't know how to cherish it!
Thinking of this, the old monk became even more angry, and immediately decided to say.

"From now on, I will go to the Qin Tianjian every day when I go out, so that I can enlighten the sapphire lion and give it a few more blows."

"It turns out that Dacheng's Sanyin Demon Slaying Knife was made by refining evil spirits into threads to increase the damage.

Once the sword light hits, even if life is hard to survive, the evil spirit condensed into silk penetrates into the bone marrow, like a gangrene attached to the bone, it is difficult to eradicate.

I have already become a big seal with mountain characters, and now I am refining it into a big seal with water characters, just right! "

Unaware of the changes outside, Ji Yuan made the move of the Sanyin Demon Slaying Saber.

He seemed to be integrated with the nine-aperture stone man in the sea of ​​consciousness, fully accepting the incomparably profound martial arts comprehension.

Inside the yin veins, a large group of evil spirits seemed to be crushed by a millstone, grinding them into strands of cold silk thread as thin as a cow's hair.

The icy cold breath is about to move, and after working hard, it is easily cast into a deadly cold sword.

Ji Yuan frowned, and waved his right arm outward.

Coincidentally, it was the killing monk who was sitting cross-legged.

"You apprentice, you have accomplished so much in martial arts, yet you actually used an old monk to try your sword."

The skinny old monk smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously.

He raised a finger and tapped it lightly.

This move is unremarkable, but it looks like a pillar of heaven.

There is an unshakable tyrannical spirit that supports the sky and the earth.

Chi Chi Chi, gathered into a ball, condensed into a silky cold light of the black knife.

Suddenly piercing through the air, beheaded!

"Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao's secret art of protecting education is really extraordinary!
Tongmai refining evil spirits, exchanging blood into silk, condensing the sea of ​​energy,
The fierceness of killing, one level is higher than the other level, it can be called unrivaled in the world! "

The killing monk suddenly felt a chill in his finger, as if he had plunged into icy water.

The cold blue light suddenly shattered, causing the surface of the body to appear scorched black.

It is necessary to turn the qi and blood to get rid of the meaning of yin and cold.

"If this hits the physical body of a martial artist in the three blood-changing realms, it will be like being struck by lightning, and he will die immediately.

Even in the face of the masters of the four realms, he still has the power to fight.

No wonder Yang Hong, Duke of Liang, was hit by the Sanyin Demon Slaying Knife,

Since then, the foundation has been damaged, and there is no possibility of impacting the great talent. "

The skinny and shriveled old monk knew it in his heart.

He didn't use the location world, but only used his body and soul to feel the power of the Sanyin Demon Slaying Knife.

Immediately felt that Xuantian Ascension to Dragon Dao's martial arts were indeed worthy of praise.

Ji Yuan didn't give up after returning in vain.

The ten energy channels are like a dragon swallowing clouds and exhaling fog, refining a large group of evil spirits.

The torrential black water hanging above the head became more and more turbulent.

With a sound of "crash", big waves beat, and the cold current rolled towards the life-killing monk who was sitting cross-legged.

The skinny old monk squinted his eyes, and this time stretched out his right palm, which seemed to be normal, and slowly moved over.

Since the black water transformed by the Sanyin Demon Slaughter Knife was surging and cold to the marrow, he used his five fingers to suppress it and fill the river.

Suddenly, Ji Yuan, immersed in his comprehension, seemed to see a mountain fall out of thin air.

It seems that five fingers are close together, turning into a peak equal to the sky and towering into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)