All Heavens Gou Xian

In order to become an immortal, one must at least detach himself from Luo Tian's revenge.

After reviewing the mountains and seas, the God of the River looked at the vast starry sky. This starry sky is not only the mountains and seas that give birth to life.

Gods come out of the dust, demons come out of Daochen, and ghosts come out of the boundless.

Immortal Continent and Demon Continent pass by in a hurry, because they are not the living, but puppets of time.

His eyes finally converged on the Cangmang faction, the ghost of detachment, and the orthodoxy of the Cangmang Patriarch.

Jiuyuan Supreme is the first cultivator under detachment, and it is also the foundation of survival in the starry sky. As the transcendent orthodoxy, there are eight Jiuyuan Supremes, and there are even several Jiuyuan living in seclusion nearby.

But it is limited to this, Jiuyuan is already at the pinnacle, and has no chance to escape.

Just as he was about to close the Book of Immortals, a ghost with a strange mask in the Boundless Star Palace took the lead.

"Fellow Daoist Boundless."

The River God paused, then nodded

The ghost didn't say anything, and the palace of the underworld returned to calm.

The God of the River recalled a past event. Patriarch Cangmang had proved the true immortal way back then, and he could hold the throne of immortality, but Luo Tian calculated, and in despair, he turned the immortal into a ghost, and raised the banner of resisting Luo Tian.

Cangmang Xingkong is expected to transcend the practice of proving the Tao, and he owes a favor to Cangmang Patriarch.

After thinking for a moment, the God of the River smiled lightly: "Cultivation is not about fighting and killing, it must pay attention to some human accidents."

So in the sixth place of Dengxian, fill in a word, Cangmang disciple.

It is not a real person's name. This quota can belong to the head teacher of the Cangmang Sect, or to the other Nine Origin Supreme Beings, and it also belongs to the future Ninth Supreme Supreme.

Looking at the three vacancies in the Book of Immortals, the River God thought for a long time and finally grabbed three golden particles and threw them into the long river with a big wave of his hand. Throughout the ages and universes, the three places were scattered across the starry sky, waiting for someone with a destiny to trigger an opportunity.

With three plops, the time rippled and then quickly returned to calm.

One coir, one hat, one boat, one foot of silk, one inch of hook; one song, one bottle of wine, one person fishing alone, one river autumn.

The river god sat sideways on the time and fished, staring intently, waiting patiently for Taoism, fruits, demons, gods and Buddhas, they were not the fish he wanted to catch.

What he wants to catch is a big fish named Luo Tian, ​​who is the Spirit of Heaven in this universe.

The most important thing in fishing is patience.

Once there is a sign of trouble, the fish will run away.

As a steady and enlightened river god, the most indispensable thing is patience.

Time turns and the mountains and seas rise, and the mountains and seas decline. Seeing him building Zhulou, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse.

Time flies, even if Meng Hao is born and walks towards transcendence step by step, becoming a fairy, becoming an ancient, and becoming a Taoist, the River God is still unmoved.

"The ancient way, holding on to the idea of ​​enshrining the sky, the mountains, rivers, and Cangshan Mountains are great, the nine mountains and the seas need to be robbed by the Tao, and my life is boundless."

The vast and simple scriptures sounded from the mountains and seas, which represented the beginning of the war between the mountains and seas and the 33 days, and represented the revival of hatred between the former Supreme Immortal Realm, the Immortal Continent, and the Demon Realm Continent.

Meng Hao, the ninth generation of Fengyao who entrusted the hope of the first generation of Fengyao Shuidongliu and the third generation of Fengyao Li, carried the sun and the moon on his shoulders, held the treasure mountain and sea mirror in his hand, and drove the five-way parrot of Jingling to break through 33 days to find life for the creatures in the mountains and seas.

Meng Hao's red pupils glared, and he roared angrily: "My generation of monks, why are you afraid of a fight?"

The nine mountain and sea monks behind them roared and responded together, their voices were like thunder, resounding across the universe, abruptly shattering an army of alien races, and a battlefield of hundreds of millions of souls on a continent. The green mountains and rivers were instantly stained with blood, turning into mountains of blood ocean.

That is the trace of war.

"Meng Hao!!" The 33-day-old golden-armored alien roared up to the sky. With hatred and madness, it turned into a long rainbow and came straight to Meng Hao. It roared all the way and rolled the sky.

"You butcher!! My world, I am home, my family, my blood!!"

"Even if there is a war, it is a battle of monks! There is no need to slaughter my people, they have no cultivation."

The Jinjia alien race is ruled by the six origins, the world has been destroyed, the whole clan has been wiped out, and they have already been devastated. The blow of despair is overwhelming, and they want to kill Meng Hao, and even die together.

Meng Hao sneered, activated the magic weapon of the sun and the moon on his body, shouted loudly, and was ready to fight.

All of a sudden, the fourth mountain and sea burst into radiance, shining golden light, just like the coming of the Buddha Kingdom. Relying on the Yellow Spring Styx River flowing through the nine mountains and seas, Ksitigarbha turned into a karma-fire red lotus to protect all living beings and save the world of mountains and seas.

The Sanskrit sound was faint, and the golden lotus was blossoming. They stopped the master and tried his best. Dizang looked at the golden-armored foreign ruler and told a fact: "You are the invaders."

Since you choose to be a robber, you don't have to complain about the fierce revenge.

The Styx of the Yellow Springs flows slowly, and the resentful spirits rise up like fireflies one by one. They are roaring, shouting, and their eyes full of hatred and anger are staring at the Jinjia Supreme, as if they want to use their eyes It was skinned and cramped, and its body was smashed to pieces.

They are the mountain and sea people killed by alien races in the past 33 days, the supreme immortal monks.

Countless years ago, blood flowed into the sea, and mountains and rivers collapsed. Today, it is just a blood debt.

The golden and sacred Ksitigarbha and the resentful and dark undead occupy both sides of the sky, but there is no conflict. Instead, they complement each other like the yin and yang of the Tai Chi diagram.

"Namo World Honored One Ksitigarbha!"

Ksitigarbha Jin Qiaojue proclaimed: "33 days, karmic fires in the ten directions, if the gods and Buddhas do not cross, I am willing to give up my life!"

"Give up the flesh and skin and become a King Kong. If I don't go to hell, whoever is like hell."

The flames of resentment and karma from the souls of the mountain and sea realm gathered on Daodi Zangjin one after another, burning the golden Dharma image red.

Carrying endless karmic fire is that light collision.

The Jinjia foreign race felt the resentment and pain of all beings in the mountains and seas in the past. In an instant, a supreme being from the six origins went crazy, and was burned into an idiot by the endless karmic fire.

"hiss"

Meng Hao gasped and looked sideways.

The majestic master of the alien race in golden armor naturally grew up through countless trials and tribulations, but he would go crazy just by touching it lightly.

Even if this is the case for a touch, what kind of pain does it bear as the main body of the karmic fire burning Ksitigarbha?

"This is a ruthless person." Meng Hao couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Be ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to yourself.

Ksitigarbha smiled calmly, showing compassion, and absorbed the soul of the other party's alien race, as well as infinite karma.

Forging a golden body with karmic fire is his way.

As for the soul of the foreign race, after several reincarnations, the traces of the past are erased, and it is repaired in a newborn Shanhai.

Turning the enemy into oneself, the way of reincarnation is so unreasonable.

Chapter 46 Wind and Wind Gather in Mountains and Seas

The way of heaven is vast and ubiquitous; the way of tunnels is vast and full of virtue;

In terms of realm, practice, skills, and Taoism, an authentic monk may not be number one, but in terms of defense, the attainments of an authentic monk are unmatched.

In the endless war of attrition, the authentic monks did not weaken, but continued to increase, and their background continued to increase.

Ksitigarbha operates the nuclear-explosive golden body, absorbs the karmic fire of the ten directions, enlightens the souls of the enemy, and controls the Cave Yin Empire. There are hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods blessing and presiding over reincarnation, which is guarding.

Meng Hao was paranoid like a demon, treacherous and changeable. He led the mountain and sea monks to attack for 33 days.

Meng Hao and Jizang Jin Qiaojue of the Nine Generations seem to be incarnations of Taiji, Yin and Yang, constantly rotating, consuming the enemy's strength and transforming them into their own nutrients. Time goes by little by little, between one attack and one defense, the form changes drastically. In order to suppress the seal of the mountain and sea world for 33 days, it was about to be shot down and merged into the mountain and sea world, becoming one of the mountains and seas.

The form is very good, but the Taoist realm of the mountains and seas, the master of mountains and seas, the supreme, has not slackened in the slightest.

33 days is just a vicious dog watching the gate, as the saying goes, beating a dog to see its master.

Beat the lackeys, and the black hand behind the scenes will surface.

That was the main culprit who destroyed the Immortal Continent and the Demon Continent of the Supreme Immortal Realm in the past, and led to the fall of the Nine Seals Supreme.

The more you know, the more you fear?A group of high-level cultivators want to escape?even surrender.

Ordinary monks are afraid because of ignorance, can they be forgiven?And as a high-level?It is itself a banner of the mountain and sea world, knowing the law and breaking the law?Sin plus one class.

Under the iron and blood methods of Shui Dongliu and Meng Hao, the heads rolled to the ground?Temporarily stabilized people's hearts.

Waiting for many mountain and sea masters?After leaving the Taoist realm, there are only two people in the base of the masters of the mountains and seas, Meng Hao, the master of the mountains and seas, and Dizang, the fourth master of the mountains and seas.

Are they the highest combat power under the Supreme?The leader of mountains and seas.

A trace of worry flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, who had always been fearless: "Brother Jin? As several mountain and sea masters said, the Immortal Continent and the Demon Realm Continent could destroy the Supreme Immortal Realm in the past."

"Where is my way out from the mountains and seas?"

Ksitigarbha Jin Qiaojue pondered for a while: "There are two hopes, one is to fight, and the other is to leave."

"If I have a detached cultivator in the mountain and sea world? All problems will be solved."

"Detachment..." Meng Hao murmured these two words bitterly, don't look at how majestic he is now?You are the master of the mountains and seas, all kinds of blessings?But the real combat power can kill the master of Liuyuan, against the Supreme?It's really a dead end.

And even the Nine Origins Supreme?In the eyes of detachment, they are just bigger ants.

"If we go?!" Meng Hao asked

Jin Qiaojue pointed to the sky: "This matter has been planned for a long time? Reincarnation and even my golden body are part of it."

Meng Hao nodded thoughtfully, whether it was him, Jin Qiaojue, or other mountain and sea masters.

Behind their rise, there is a mysterious strong man planning, bestowing great goodwill and malice, and bestowing supreme fortune and danger.

Everything is for today, for the mountains and seas of the future.

As for who this strong man is, Meng Hao has already guessed in his heart

"Now, I can only take one step and see one step."

Meng Hao sighed slightly, looking at the starry sky, full of melancholy.Where is the future of the mountain and sea world?

Take a step forward and prepare to go back to Ninth Mountain and Sea. Use the short time to be with your family. After all, the final battle is coming soon. If you don’t reunite, maybe you won’t have another chance in the future. "Fellow Daoist Meng, please stay." After a pause, he clasped his fists and said, "Brother Jin, is there anything wrong?"

Jin Qiaojue took out a page from his pocket and handed it over.

The pages of the book are like paper, but they are as smooth and bright as jade, and there are mysterious patterns on the back, winding and winding like a river of stars, with thousands of ups and downs, but there are two large black characters on the front——Meng Hao!

"This is?!"

Meng Hao's pupils shrank and his mind shook. This seemingly ordinary piece of paper had an unprecedented attraction to him, comparable to the feeling between Feng Yao's lineage and him.

"This thing is extremely precious." Meng Hao mused for a long time, then cupped his fists and bowed: "Brother Jin, if you want anything, it doesn't matter."

Although he, Meng Hao, loves money, a gentleman loves money and acquires it in a proper way. While loving money, he also pays great attention to cause and effect.

Ksitigarbha King Jin Qiaojue said solemnly: "There are immortals in the world, and they are divided into nine parts. They belong to the vast starry sky with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great opportunity."

"My generation of monks pursues the way of immortality, so everyone is destined to be immortal. Only fellow Taoists have come all the way, cultivating immortals and sealing demons. While stepping on the way of immortality, the fate with demons is even more important. Today I will give you a page of books."

"I hope fellow daoists will one day think about whether to transform into a demon or into an immortal!"

The words left Meng Hao silent for a long time

After a long time, Meng Hao got up solemnly, straightened his clothes, and bowed his hands three times: "Fellow Daoist, although Meng can't fully comprehend what he said, he will remember it in his heart."

"Dare to ask, in whose hands are the remaining eight pages?"

Jin Qiaojue smiled without saying a word, and left quietly.

Meng Hao's pupils shone with brilliance, he thought a lot, and finally accepted a page of fairy book that recorded his name, and put it in the Qiankun bag.

Meng Hao's life has been full of treasures, opportunities, and fortunes. He does not know how many treasures are stored in the universe bag.

However, there are only a few magic treasures that are extremely important. As soon as a page of the fairy book that records Meng Hao's name is put into the bag, it echoes with a bronze mirror, blooming an almost endless fairy light. Under the mighty power of the bronze mirror, Meng Hao's body symbolizes the last The bronze lamp of the lamp also shines brilliantly, scattered with white lotus flowers.

In an instant, Meng Hao seemed to be bathed in the radiance of immortality.

"This...this is..."

Meng Hao patted the bronze mirror, stabilized the bronze lamp, and breathed heavily.

"Grandma, what bastard with thick hair is it that alarmed your fifth master?" A parrot jumped out of the bronze mirror with a loud roar.

Touching the two extra fairy pages in his hand, Meng Hao asked abruptly, "Fifth Lord, is your name Wudao?"

Hearing Meng Hao's respectful title for him, the parrot was not happy for a few moments before falling into silence, as if he had fallen into a flawed area, and murmured: "Five Taos, five Taos... I am Wu Dao... who am I? !"

After a long time, the parrot looked up in confusion and asked, "Little mouse, who do you think I am?"

Meng Hao sighed: "If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

With a wave of his hand, he put away the bronze mirror connected to the five parrots.

Touching the third half-empty and half-real fairy page in his hand, Meng Hao murmured in a low voice: "Could it be that I really have a destiny with immortals, isn't the lineage of sealing demons immortal cultivators?!"

"What is the purpose of the mysterious Ksitigarbha handing over this fairy page to me?!"