Longevity: Using Martial Arts To Outlast Immortal Cultivators

“Not Nascent Soul?”

“Spread martial arts?”

When many disciples heard this, their faces suddenly showed expressions of surprise.

They didn’t know that Li Yuan was not an immortal monk.

And those disciples who knew martial arts were even more shocked. The Supreme Elder actually broke through the golden elixir of martial arts.

For many years, no one has been able to break through the golden elixir of martial arts and reach a higher level.

Thousands of years ago, it is said that there was a martial arts ancestor who was known as the first person among the gods.

Could it be that their Ziyang Clan is going to produce such a powerful figure again?

As the head teacher, Mu Xue naturally sees further.

This move by the Supreme Elder will undoubtedly push the reputation of Ziyang Sect to a new peak.

Since then, Ziyangmen has been the true holy land of martial arts.

Even if the Ziyang Clan declines in the future, many martial arts monks will miss their old relationship.

She bowed quickly: “Please rest assured, Elder Taishang, this disciple will spread the news throughout Wuzhou in the shortest possible time.”

Although Wuzhou is vast, as the headmaster of Ziyang Clan, it is not difficult for Mu Xue to do it.

Li Yuan nodded and then returned to Tianxiu Peak.

In the main hall of Tianxiu Peak.

Li Yuan pulled out a piece of hair, activated his magical power, and the hair turned into an identical figure.

When Donkey Changsheng next to him saw this, his eyes suddenly widened. What is going on?

Why is there suddenly an extra boss?

With its cultivation level, it can naturally be distinguished that this is definitely not an illusion.

Li Yuan studied it for a moment and then put away the avatar.

This incarnation is the strongest with 10% of his strength.

Don’t think that 10% is weak, even if it is only 10%, it is enough to suppress the original Zhang Lingjun.

The only regret is that this incarnation, unlike the puppet, is a disposable item and will dissipate once the energy is exhausted.

Donkey Changsheng was shocked and said: “Uh-huh, boss, what kind of spell is this?”

Li Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: “This is not a magic spell, this is a magical power, which I realized after I gave birth to the Yuan Fei.”

Donkey Changsheng was stunned when he heard this.

Is there such a good thing as giving birth to a Yuan Fei?

It felt like it might not even be able to deal with that clone.

If I had known this, I might as well have practiced martial arts.

Li Yuan saw Donkey Changsheng’s thoughts at a glance, shook his head and said: “The magical power that is conceived is completely random. It may be a very powerful magical power, or it may be relatively useless.”

There are tens of thousands of incarnations like him, and they are considered very powerful.

If anyone was pregnant with the magical power of turning stone into gold, they would probably be furious.

After being promoted to Yuantai, Li Yuan also relaxed.

At this stage, there are not many people in the Tianhuang Realm who can threaten his existence.

What’s more, the magical power he awakened this time is quite powerful.

Li Yuan quietly let his body sink under Tianxiu Peak, while his clone sat in the outside world.

From then on, if there is no big event, the true body will not come out.

He is now waiting for Wang Li to come out of seclusion and take him to see the Demon Abyss.

If Demon Abyss does not have a martial arts inheritance, then we can only wait and see which genius can create a method to practice the acupoints.

…

Meanwhile, Bodhi Temple.

Ming Ya, who was concentrating on practicing, was upset and had a splitting headache.

In his mind, there seemed to be another figure awakening, full of negative emotions.

“what happened?”

“This poor monk is born with a Buddha’s heart, how could he become possessed by evil spirits for no reason?”

Ming Ya was shocked and angry, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn’t figure out how this negative personality came about.

“Hahahaha! Boy, let me out quickly, otherwise Bodhi Temple will be in danger.”

“No way, what on earth are you?”

“You are the thing. I am the real Mingya. You are just a puppet who has been transformed and has lost your true personality.”

“It’s ridiculous, you devil, don’t try to confuse a poor monk.”

“Bewitched? You have already been transformed by others, and I am the back-up man for your creation.”

Ming Ya growled, not believing the nonsense of negative personality at all.

The wonderful thing about the Liuli World Transformation Sutra is that after being transformed, you will only feel that you are your true self now.

“Foolish, you can’t trap me. One day, I will come out and become the real Mingya.”

Now that the devil’s heart has awakened, he will naturally not be content with being imprisoned.

He kept struggling, and as time went by, he became stronger and stronger.

Ming Ya has no intention of practicing, and if he doesn’t pay attention, his body may even be controlled by the devil’s mind.

He was frightened in his heart. If he continued like this, he would be swallowed up by the demon heart sooner or later.

“That’s right! Patriarch! Patriarch must have a way!”

Mingya quickly went deep into the forbidden area of ​​Bodhi Temple and saw an old monk with white eyebrows and long beard.

This old monk’s aura was rotten, as if he had completely passed away.

This person is none other than the Patriarch of Transformation who has been at Bodhi Temple all year round.

Ming Ya kowtowed again and again: “I’m here, the Patriarch. I have evil thoughts in my heart. I would like to ask the Patriarch to help me get rid of the devil.”

After a long time, the old monk slowly opened his eyes.Open your eyes.

“It’s Mingya! Why did you have the inner demon born?”

“I don’t know, disciple, but I have been practicing hard since I came back from this experience in the world of mortals. But for some unknown reason, I suddenly had demonic thoughts.”

“Oh, did you have any different experiences when you went out this time?”

Ming Ya shook his head and said in a deep voice: “No, it’s the same as before. I discussed sutras with Uncle Jingguang for a period of time, and I became clear about my mind and nature. On the contrary, I became more enlightened in my Buddha mind.”

The old monk frowned and said with a puzzled expression, his powerful spiritual mind looked at Ming Ya thoroughly.

But even with his cultivation level, nothing unusual could be seen.

At this moment, Ming Ya’s eyes suddenly turned red, and his evil thoughts surged to the sky.

“Hahahahaha!”

At this moment, the devil’s heart actually suppressed the Buddha’s heart.

He looked at the old monk and said quickly: “Master, please don’t listen to his nonsense. Mingya has betrayed Bodhi Temple, and I am the real Mingya. Someone wants to use Mingya’s hand to seize the tens of thousands of years of my Bodhi Temple’s foundation. Please, please Patriarch Mingjian.”

As he spoke, he was about to tell the strangeness of the Bodhi Heart Sutra.

But Ming Ya reacted quickly, saw his true nature clearly, and quickly took over control of his body.

“Grandmaster, that’s it. The demon is very scary. The disciples have no choice but to come to the Patriarch for help.”

But the next second, the devil’s heart took over again.

“Fart, I am the real Mingya. You are a hypocritical puppet. You have been bewitched by the false Buddha and you don’t even know it. Patriarch, please listen to me when I talk about the Bodhi Heart Sutra.”

When the devil’s heart opens his mouth, he will tell you the mystery of the Bodhi Heart Sutra.

But as soon as he said a few words, Ming Ya understood his true intentions and suppressed him instantly.

“Master, please don’t listen to the devil’s words to deceive the public. Perhaps it is because of my understanding of the Bodhi Heart Sutra that my disciples were able to cut off these evil thoughts. It’s just that the inner demon is so cunning that it has grown until now to show its prototype.”

When the old monk saw this, he was already shocked.

This is not a demonic thought, this has clearly become a demon.

The demon’s thoughts can still be clear, but the demon is difficult to kill.

The old monk hurriedly said: “Quickly recite the meditation mantra, and the poor monk will help you get rid of the demons.”

When Ming Ya heard this, he naturally would not refuse.

He sat cross-legged, silently reciting the meditation mantra and reciting the Bodhi Heart Sutra.

He discovered that it seemed that the more he circulated the Bodhi Heart Sutra, the harder it was for the demon to control his body.

The wonderful teachings taught by my Buddha are indeed extraordinary.

The old monk didn’t know what Ming Ya was thinking, but he knew from the demon’s upper body that Ming Ya was his true form.

The old monk didn’t believe a word of what the devil said.

He chanted the sound of Buddha, and his powerful spiritual thoughts swept through Ming Ya’s body over and over again.

The demon heart struggled desperately, but it became increasingly difficult to regain its body.

“Old bald donkey, are you crazy? I am Mingya!”

Inside Ming Ya’s body, Demon Heart’s face was ferocious, and he kept roaring, trying to control his body again.

But at this time, under the joint suppression of the old monk and Ming Ya, it was not easy.

Even his demonic heart showed signs of melting under the influence of the two of them.

The devil’s heart is frightened and angry. He is unwilling and resentful. Why doesn’t the Patriarch believe in him?

He is obviously the real Mingya, why should he be treated differently?

No, I will never die!

The devil’s heart roared, but under the transformation of Ming Ya and the ancestor, the aura became weaker and weaker, and the traces became less and less.

It was not until three years later that there was no trace of the demon heart in Mingya’s body.

Ming Ya slowly breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him: “Thank you, Patriarch, for taking action, otherwise this disciple would be in danger!”

The old monk nodded, waved his hands a little tiredly and said, “Go ahead and advance to become a god as soon as possible. This poor monk won’t be able to hold on for long.”

“Disciple, resign!”

Ming Ya slowly exited the forbidden area where the old monk retreated.

But he didn’t know that the devil’s heart was not completely dead, but was just watching him secretly, waiting for the opportunity.