Taoist Asura, he has left the customs

Soul search is a strange spell that everyone knows but few people know.As the name suggests, it is to directly invade the soul to search for memory. The person who is searched for the soul will suffer terribly under the power that directly acts on the soul, and what's more, he will directly have a mental breakdown and destroy his cultivation.

In the realm of comprehension, searching for souls is an absolute forbidden technique, and even damages merit.

But Fu Jiangming is not afraid of wearing shoes if he is barefoot, he will not have an afterlife, so he is never afraid of losing his merit.

Under Fu Jiangming's coercion, several cracks appeared on the stone slab under Liao Yin's knees, Liao Yin clenched his teeth, but a trace of blood leaked from his lips.

As soon as Ning Feichen grasped Fu Jiangming's hand covering Yin's head, he shook his head and said, "Soul search is harmful to merit, why don't we stay in Wuxiang City for a few days, there are some things that cannot be hidden no matter what. of."

Fu Jiangming was unmoved: "I don't even have an afterlife, so I'm afraid that something will damage my merits."

Ning Feichen earnestly said: "If he doesn't tell, it's useless even if you kill him, maybe you will attract Master Shikong."

Fu Jiangming was ruthless: "It just so happens that I can also ask the master for advice, it's really not certain who will live and who will die!"

The two sang, blush, and blush, and the other sang bad. Fu Jiangming was not forgiving, and in fact he had long since given up the idea of ​​searching for souls. After all, once this thing is used, it may directly destroy a person.

Because of the cold sweat dripping from the little monk's forehead, he slowly raised his head. Under the pressure, even his bones made a "click" sound, and he forcefully forced out a sentence: "Your respect is yours!"

I go.

I'm so grumpy!

Fu Jiangming pressed that little bald head, almost laughing: "Ning Feichen, don't stop me, I will wipe out all the merits I have accumulated before today! I have also searched for this soul!"

As he said that, a white light suddenly appeared in Fu Jiangming's hand, and with a push, the white light entered into the sea of ​​causal consciousness.

"what--"

Liao Yin only felt something like a needle point go straight into his soul, and he couldn't avoid it, but the pain went deep into his bone marrow, and he couldn't help crying.

At this moment, a pink figure bumped into Yin and knelt straight in front of Fu Jiangming.

She leaned over and made a big gift, her tone was crying: "Please let the Taoist master let him go, everything is done by Liniang, and has nothing to do with him!"

Because of his pale lips, he looked at Li Niang who was kneeling on the ground, his voice trembling: "Didn't I tell you not to come out?"

"Hey!" Fu Jiangming interrupted this very sad and beautiful scene, he touched his chin: "After a long time, little monk, you have moved your heart."

Liao Yin looked up: "This is cause and effect."

"Tsk." Fu Jiangming patted Yin on the head, unexpectedly the little monk's head was covered with cold sweat, Fu Jiangming curled his lips in disgust, Ning Feichen over there handed over a handkerchief with a very winking look, Fu Jiang Ming took the handkerchief to wipe his hands, and stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, then said: "Why, you fell asleep first, I will take this girl away!"

After finishing speaking, Liao Yin closed his eyes and fell down on the futon.

The girl in pink who was kneeling on the ground suddenly got up, and a compass appeared in her hand instantly, and the light of the compass was shining brightly, covering all three people except the little monk.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Jiangming felt a pair of familiar hands holding him tightly.

The light dissipated, and a cliff appeared in front of Fu Jiangming's eyes.

Ning Feichen let go of his hand, knelt down and wiped the ground, the yellow sand stuck to his fingers, and it still had the unique graininess of sand when he touched it carefully. There was a fine tingling.

Ning Feichen got up and said, "It may be the legendary illusion of Sen Luo."

"Sen Luo illusion?"

Although Fu Jiangming is the Taoist master of Shura, he has only lived for more than 300 years. In terms of knowledge, he is far inferior to Ning Feichen who has lived for thousands of years.

Ning Feichen nodded: "It is said that this is a magic weapon from the age of the gods. The disguised illusion is exactly the same as the reality. What's more, it can't be broken without Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation."

A long, long time ago, Pangu opened up the world, and the era of prehistoric times came; later, the gods disappeared and turned into auras of heaven and earth, and the era of human cultivation came; when they practiced to a certain level, they could ascend to the ground, and they were called golden immortals. There were gods above the golden immortals, which was the era of gods. ; Later, when the Heavenly Demon Lord came to the world, he directly poked a hole in the sky. Everyone worked together to suppress the Heavenly Demon Lord, and then found that the Golden Immortal could no longer cultivate into a god, and could only wait for death slowly. This was the era of the Golden Immortal; , the Heavenly Demon Lord was born again, everyone learned the lesson and sealed the Heavenly Demon Lord as quickly as possible, the worst thing came, everyone couldn't ascend, um, this is the era.

How many people cried that they were born at the wrong time, and they were tortured to death.

Fu Jiangming was well aware of this period of history, and he couldn't explain it in words: "There is no golden fairy in the sky, right?"

Ning Feichen nodded: "It has been nearly ten thousand years in the cultivation world that no one has ascended." He himself is the only half-step golden immortal.

But strictly speaking, half-step Jinxian is too far behind Jinxian.

Fu Jiangming shouted to the sky: "Miss Li, why don't you tell me what your purpose is?"

A female voice came from the air, and the crying sound faded away. The girl's voice was a bit delicate: "I am a girl, what purpose do I come from, but I want to trap the two of you for a few days, and you are here slowly. Wait, I will let you out when the time comes!"

Fu Jiangming: "Tsk tsk tsk, she is really a fickle woman." She was crying just now, and she changed her face when she said she would change her face.

Ning Feichen said: "You just searched for that little monk's soul, maybe he came here for revenge."

Fu Jiangming raised his hand: "Heaven and earth conscience, I just frightened him, I didn't really search!"

The two were joking around, when a voice suddenly sounded in front of them.

Fu Jiangming took a closer look and saw a monk was being hunted down by three men in black. The monk's robes were in tatters, but his brows were very firm. He turned around and threw the Buddhist beads in his hand at the man in black.This string of Buddhist beads was probably a magic weapon, and when it was thrown out, it suddenly grew bigger, and it threw it at the man in black with great force.

Ning Feichen pondered for a while, and said: "This is probably a 'reappearance', which can turn the memory into an illusion. We just need to look at it. Since it is a memory, we do not exist to them."

Fu Jiangming: No, I just think this little monk looks familiar.

The men in black didn't expect that the monk still had strength, and he was injured to a vital point without noticing for a while, and one of the men in black turned into black air and disappeared instantly.

"Magic repair?!" Fu Jiangming frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple, he always felt that something seemed to be ignored by him.

Seeing this, the remaining two people immediately picked up their knives and slashed at the young monk.

The little monk exhausted all his strength, raised his sword eyebrows, turned around and jumped off the cliff.

Fu Jiangming, who was passed through by the monk, said: "..." There are really not many bad people who don't say much and just kill when they don't agree with each other.

Fu Jiangming: "This monk..."

Ning Feichen picked it up with a wink: "It's because of the little master." After a pause, Ning Feichen watched the two demon cultivators looking for the way down the mountain, determined to see people and corpses, and continued: "Fifty years ago, Master Shikong's young disciple was rumored to have disappeared in Xianjianchou, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then."

An immortal sees sorrow, and an immortal will lose half of his life if he falls, let alone a Buddhist cultivator who is seriously injured and is only in the Golden Core Stage.

But because the little monk is not an ordinary Buddhist cultivator, he is the reincarnation of a good man of the ninth generation, his body is shining with gold, and under the blessing of merit and virtue, he can always turn evil into good fortune.

In short, nothing beats luck.

The illusion in front of him distorted like ripples, and the next moment, Fu Jiangming and Ning Feichen appeared under Xian Jianchou.

Not surprisingly, Monk Liao Yin, who had the koi traits, was rescued by a mortal girl.

The little girl was wearing coarse clothes, humming a little tune, her palm-sized face was full of smiles, her big eyes were moist and shining, she was really a beauty.She looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with two braids tied, holding a sickle and a small basket in her hand, she was frightened when she saw the little monk covered in blood, but she was a kind-hearted little girl Still leaning forward, she turned Yin over carefully, and when she saw Yin's face, the little girl blushed as expected.

Fu Jiangming was dumbfounded: "It's love at first sight one by one?" She can still be shy in front of that blood-smeared face, is the little girl so courageous these days?

Fate, when it is wonderful!

Yes, this little girl in coarse clothes is the chief culprit who trapped the two of them in the Sen Luo illusion.

Ning Feichen understood: "This is probably because of the robbery of the little master."

——The most difficult thing in the world to bear the grace of a beauty, not to mention that the savior is a pure, kind and beautiful little girl!

Then Fu Jiangming watched helplessly as the little girl dragged the little monk back.

Fu Jiangming: "Isn't that dead?"

Liaoyin had no spiritual energy when he fell off the cliff, so he fell solidly and gained merits and virtues, at least he still had one breath left, but he was dragged all the way with only one breath left, looking at the blood on the ground. Ming himself feels distressed, but if he doesn't die like this, Tiandao's heart is really biased to the limit!

Why don't you treat him so well!Fu Jiangming thought about the Wuxiang City outside, because it was already the Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen, and a beast ran past in his heart.

Ning Feichen followed Li Niang's footsteps, and said, "Because the good people of the Ninth World have not ended well, the Dao of Heaven prefers some."

Fu Jiangming muttered: "I understand the truth, but I just can't understand the way of heaven!"

The little girl worked so hard to drag the little monk back. Everyone was taking a nap at noon in summer, so no one knew that an outsider had entered the village.

Fu Jiangming pointed at the quiet village, his fingers trembling: "This... is too much!!"

Ning Feichen categorically agreed: "Excessive!"

The author has something to say: The Way of Heaven: Just because you don’t like it :)

Tiandao is actually quite cute in the outline =v=

Catch bugs, harmony is really everywhere orz