Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

One thousand eight hundred and ninety-two feet!

That line of words, the height of it, made the cultivators look up.

Everyone was extremely shocked in his eyes.

One thousand eight hundred and ninety-two feet, compared to Su Xuan Saintess, cut nearly two hundred feet higher.

"It's worthy of being an eminent monk in the Da Zizai Temple, my god, if one goes further, wouldn't it be worth two thousand zhang!"

"The seventy-first of the immortal list, what is the meaning of this person's word now!"

"No, he is exhausted. If he falls from the mountain, he will probably be injured or killed!"

Voices rang out from everyone's ears, and saw that the mountain fell unscrupulously.

Wuxian and the others' complexions changed suddenly, "Hurry up to catch him, the power on the mountain is too terrifying, if you fall in this way, the big demon will be reduced to mud!"

The sky yelled, he had already moved a large array, and a pattern of formation appeared in his hand, and he wanted to climb up to meet people.

Feng Bao also consecrated the magic weapon. Behind Wuxian, promised big bones appeared, bone palms like mountains.

"What kind of madness is this bald donkey!" Wuxian uttered angrily, moving his bones, preparing to take the unscrupulous.

At this moment, a shadow quietly passed over everyone's heads.

This sudden change caused everyone to start looking at the shadow.

The eyes are golden wings, carrying a shadow, into the Phoenix Blood Mountain, and soar into the air.

"Evergreen kid!"

"Isn't this guy waiting for the immortal man?"

"When did he come?"

The Wuxian trio were shocked, and their eyes were extremely surprised.

Before, they still had worries in their hearts. After all, it was the existence of Xianbang, and it was unknown whether Qin Xuan could win.

Now Qin Xuan returned safely, letting a boulder fall in their hearts.

Qin Xuan boarded, moved Jin Peng's body, the golden wings shook, and rose up into the sky, like a dragon going out of the abyss, directly crossing hundreds of feet.

Entering this mountain, the pressure of memories from previous lives swept wildly.

As if surrounded by mountains, he was walking through the mountains, as if into a quagmire.

In his previous life, he had climbed eight hundred and sixty-four feet on this mountain, but now...

Jinpeng neighed, and his wings shook again.

boom!

It was only a dozen breaths, and Qin Xuan seemed to be walking flat on this Huangxue Mountain, soaring into the sky. In the horrified eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan had already passed the names of Feng Bao, Tianxu and others. Enter its nine hundred feet.

Above the head, the unscrupulous body has also fallen, right in front of him.

Qin Xuan looked at the unscrupulous and extremely weak body, his eyes were indifferent, the body and infant in his heart flowed, and inside the body, if there were nine young chicks cried.

He suddenly stepped on his feet, and the entire Phoenix Blood Mountain seemed to tremble slightly.

In an instant, he approached Wuliang, and Qin Xuan reached out his palm and grabbed the unscrupulous neck robes.

Unscrupulous in his exhaustion, he barely opened his eyes, his eyes oozing blood and bloodshot eyes, looking at Qin Xuan.

"Thank you for your help!" His voice was extremely weak, his lips were pale and bloodless.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Why, your Buddhist path is nothing more than this? Can't you even cross a mountain?"

His words were calm, but like a thunder, he fell into an unscrupulous heart.

Unscrupulous eyes shook, "What does the donor mean!"

"It's the seventy-first of the immortal list. You are also the seventh Buddha cultivation. This Buddha's mind is too weak!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "On the way of cultivation, whether there is as much as possible, will all sentient beings yearn for."

"One mountain, one person, let you be like this, and your Buddhism is nothing more than that!"

Unscrupulous hearing the words, a little silent.

"Donor, manpower is sometimes poor, but you know it!" He slowly said: "Everything in the world, by a fixed number, the little monk is dull, how dare you force it!"

Qin Xuan looked at the top of the Phoenix Blood Mountain with unscrupulous eyes.

"Everything in the world has a definite number?"

"Extremely ridiculous!"

"I, Qin Changqing, don't believe in definite numbers, I only know..."

"Destiny does not restrain me, how can everything be done to me!"

When the sound fell, Qin Xuan stepped on again, stepping on the cliff of the Phoenix Blood Mountain like a mirror.

"There is a Phoenix Blood Mountain, Mo Yan is like this, what about the destiny? If I, Qin Changqing, want to turn it over like the ground!"

Jin Peng dissipated, walking like flying, stepping on the cliff like flat ground, and galloping toward the top of the mountain.

"what!?"

Everyone below, seeing this scene, couldn't help but shocked.

"What is the Palace Master Qingdi planning to do? He didn't let go of his unscrupulousness and continued climbing!"

"Couldn't he intend to climb the mountain with unscrupulousness? The pressure that he has to bear has more than doubled!"

"His Qin Changqing is also too arrogant. He is exhausted from climbing alone. Now that he takes one person to the board, how high can he reach?"

Among the onlookers, no one was shocked, and some sneered.

Qin Xuan is strong, they know, but it doesn't mean that Qin Xuan is invincible and can do everything.

Huangxue Mountain is so terrible. It was a treasure set by the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom. Even in the years of existence in the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom, no one had dared to take people to climb mountains.

But now, this Palace Master of the Azure Emperor, Qin Changqing, but a cultivator of Yuan Ying's top grade, has done tens of millions of years, something that the entire Xianhuang Divine Kingdom and even the guests visiting and entertained by the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom would not dare to do.

"I thought that being unscrupulous was crazy enough, why did this kid Changqing go crazy with unscrupulous?"

"Can madness be contagious? Damn it!"

Tianxu and Feng Bao looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Qin Xuan's actions were too horrible, even if Qin Xuan was strong, the danger of taking people to climb the mountain would be too great.

If Qin Xuan also exhausted his strength and fell from the mountain, the danger would be almost enough to kill him.

But soon, no matter the Taoist monarchs or Feng Bao, the expressions of the three people who were onlookers changed from bitterness to consternation, shock, and finally to dullness.

It was just a hundred breaths of time, and Qin Xuan actually climbed a thousand feet on the Huangxue Mountain.

One thousand nine hundred feet, even, surpassed the record before Wuliang.

Qin Xuan was on the mountain, and the body guard Zhenyuan enveloped the two, resisting all the pressure.

His body faintly trembled, only those eyes were indifferent to the extreme.

"Donor, why bother to act so wildly, let go of the little monk!" Wuliang sighed slightly, and after a few breaths, he recovered a little bit of energy, but unfortunately his body was still weak and difficult to move.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "Crazy? In Er Deng's eyes, it may be madness, but in my eyes, it's just a matter of effort!"

"Unscrupulous, your vision is too shallow, how can a mayfly know that a tree is high, and how can a well frog be broad tomorrow."

"Whether it's the fairy list or the Phoenix Blood Mountain, it may not be climbed in the eyes of Er Deng, but in my Qin Changqing's eyes, what is it!"

On Qin Xuan's body, the essence was condensed, Ruuo condensed into a layer of Shen Xi on the surface of Qin Xuan's skin.

In the Huangxue Mountain of this thousand and nine hundred feet, Qin Xuan's aura has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger.

The unscrupulous pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly, shocked by Qin Xuan's strength.

This guy is indeed a monster!

Unscrupulously sighed softly, then said, "The posture of the donor, the little monk is not as good as it is."

Qin Xuan glanced at Wuxin faintly, "Unscrupulous, if your Buddha's mind is like this, why bother to fight for yourself before?"

"Deceive yourself!"

"Buddha cultivators in the world claim that the small ones cross oneself, the middle ones cross others, and the big ones cross sentient beings."

"But in my Qin Changqing's eyes, on the contrary, the Hinayana should be to cross all sentient beings. Therefore, the path is the easiest. All beings have infinite good and evil, and they cannot be crossed. Good, but the good ones have their own blessings, and the evil ones have their own evil consequences. The Mahayana can overcome oneself, and all beings can overcome it, and it is difficult for oneself."

Hearing the words unscrupulously, he couldn't help sinking into thought.

Buddha!

He knew better than Qin Xuan. He cultivated Buddhism for the seventh life, and what Qin Xuan said was not even a Zen language.

However, Wuxin didn't feel that Qin Xuan's words were unreasonable, but instead made him feel.

All sentient beings, human hearts change, one thought of good and evil, one thought of the devil Buddha, good and evil are endless, how to get through?

Others, punish evil and promote good, this way has always been done by the Buddha and Tao in the realm of cultivation.

As for myself... In the past, I felt that I could let go of everything, until he met that one and found out.

If he can let go, then what is the robbery, if he can't let go, how can he become a Buddha?

Since that city, he has been trying his best to catch up for hundreds of years, but he can't even touch the edge of the immortal list.

In unscrupulous contemplation, Qin Xuan has already stepped up a few hundred feet again. Above his body, a strand of blue veins appeared, and Qin Xuan's speed gradually slowed down.

The pressure on Huangxue Mountain is indeed extremely terrifying. Tens of millions of years ago, the people of the great immortal sect had logged on to this mountain, but never reached the top. Qin Xuan is now the top grade of Yuan Ying, and he has not even returned to the void. No, climb this mountain, like flying above the sky.

What's more, Qin Xuan also took one person with him.

The pressure of horror makes the eternal evergreen body seem to encounter obstacles.

The nine-color body infant trembled frantically, rolling in like lava, engulfing every inch of Qin Xuan's flesh and blood.

"The words of the donor have made the little monk a fruitful harvest!"

"However, let the little monk put it down, it's too much a drag."

Under the protection of Qin Xuan, Wu Xuan couldn't feel the slightest pressure, but how could he know how terrifying the pressure Qin Xuan was under now.

At one thousand nine hundred feet, he was exhausted and almost killed. Now, Qin Xuan has taken him on a mountain climb of two thousand four hundred feet, and went straight to two thousand five hundred feet.

It's scary enough to climb the mountain alone, not to mention that Qin Xuan took him with him.

Qin Xuan didn't say anything, his eyes were calm, as if he was lightening the Huangxue Mountain, disapproving.

Unscrupulously was a little silent, and in a sudden, Qin Xuan had already stepped at 2500 feet.

Around, Wuliang even saw a name.

Miaokong!

Unscrupulous pupils shrank suddenly, wonderful empty space, the Buddha of Dazizai Temple, the master who created Dazizai Temple, who has already become a Buddha and immortal, and entered the immortal soil?

Is it a coincidence?

The unconscionable heart was shocked. For tens of millions of years, he guessed that it might be true.

When the ancestor of Da Zizai Temple was founded, did he climb this mountain just two thousand five hundred feet?

Is it possible for Qin Xuan to succeed, the ancestor who has surpassed his Da Zizai Temple?

"The donor, the little monk took the liberty to ask the last sentence, since the donor has three levels of Buddha in his eyes, is the way of the donor for all living beings, for others, or for himself?" Wuxin said, looking at Qin Xuan.

At the beginning, Qin Xuan's Taoism crushed its Buddhist, Taoist and Dharma aspects with just one finger.

This point, in the unscrupulous heart, has long been puzzled and curious for a long time.

At Huangxue Mountain, at an altitude of two thousand five hundred feet, Qin Xuan's feet paused slightly, and he never looked at unscrupulous.

"My Qin Changqing way is the same as the Buddha?"

As the sound fell, Qin Xuan's body quietly revealed the Eight Desolate Battle Patterns.

In his body, if there are dragons and phoenixes chanting, the spirit is gushing like Shenxi.

Qin Xuan stepped on it again and suddenly jumped into the sky.

One step!