Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as Ru Jing left, the remaining disciples of the Returning to the World Sect immediately followed.The Buddhist cultivator who questioned Mu Qinyan's cultivation just now had eyes flickering, and when he met Shang Mu Qinyan's gaze, he quickly avoided it, and he didn't know what he was planning, and hurriedly disappeared into the crowd.

Mu Zhuoyan secretly left a trace of spiritual thoughts on this person, and walked out of the meditation valley in another direction.

Because the main island is not allowed to fly, there are many inaccessible places in the mountains on both sides of the meditation valley, so Mu Zhuoyan found a secluded cave and carefully checked the situation in his body.

Just now, after seeing the phantom that descended into Fanhen's body with the Eye of Judgment that had been fused with the scriptures on the wall in the Tower of Interrogation.The fog around his golden core seemed to have changed accordingly.

Right now, the red mist is like the essence flowing out of the blood, boiling, and the golden core is faintly visible in it, and the inseparable connection with the Lingtai has been broken.

Following the glance of Mu Qinyan's divine consciousness, these fragmentary pictures flickering into the mind, the turbulent emotions carried in them are like a flood, and the faces that emerge in the pictures are different, but all of them are ill-fated. He died unexpectedly in the suffering of several generations, accumulating unimaginable complex malice.

Maliciousness escaped from the red mist, climbed along the spiritual consciousness, and constantly impacted the Buddha's root, which was transparent to Miaoyin. Every time it was even slightly shaken, it would strip away a trace of the connection between the altar and the golden core.

And when the connection between the golden core and the spiritual platform is completely severed, this physical body will turn into dry bones, and there is no room for return.

These red mist were originally the projections left by all the monks who died under the Pluto Art of the Great Prison, or the remnants of the mind barriers of the people who were killed in the past.

To cut off life is to kill, to have love is to live.To cut off life is to kill.He walked all the way, his hands were covered with blood, and he killed countless lives.But all living beings are afraid of death, and all are afraid of the sword and stick, and use oneself to save others' feelings, so don't kill and don't use the stick.Before Mu Qinyan escaped from the control of the main god, he was just a survivor, and he survived by hunting and killing people with points; the people who were killed by Buddhist monks who practiced the Great Prison Pluto Art were also on the road of comprehension, going against the sky monk.Both have experienced unimaginable pain and suffering to come to this point.

After reaching this step, he was killed.Is it right or wrong to kill them?

Is it right or wrong for lice to avoid death, and ants to be greedy for life and eat other people's flesh to nourish themselves?

There is no answer to this question, but at this moment, under the persecution of the Great Prison Pluto Art, Mu Zhuoyan must give an answer.

In the forest, suddenly there was an incomparably terrifying countercurrent, nourished by the aura, and the plants and trees that gave birth to a little wisdom were incomparably lowered, because in this cave, a monk who formed a pill was about to shatter his golden pill.

This monk is exactly Mu Zhuoyan.

He does not study Buddhism, does not practice Buddhism.Even though killing is a sin, the crime has already been committed, and he will fall into the innocent hell in the future, but before that, Mu Zhuoyan wants to live, and all the things that prevent him from living are his evil obstacles, just like this Great Prison Pluto , since it is an evil obstacle, it should be cut off without hesitation.

The golden core exploded, emitting an extremely sharp golden light that penetrated all the red mist.Mu Qinyan's complexion was pale, his cultivation was retreating steadily, and the meridians all over his body were ruptured, showing a bloody red light on the skin, revealing a bit of sluggish ferocity.

The originally transparent buddha roots of the wonderful sound turned into nothingness, covered with a layer of faint soul light, flickering and changing, and after the dust settled, it turned into a root bone that was also transparent, as clean as ever.

People like Mu Zhuoyan have the same Buddha roots, but they are so transparent that they are far more suitable for cultivating the Great Prison Pluto than Miaoyin.

Break and then stand, die and then live.

The golden elixir that had been crushed into fly ash melted with the red mist, and in the empty altar, endless black lights surged, forming a thick dark golden round elixir.

At this moment.

Mu Qinyan was bathed in a mysterious aura, the half of the godhead that had been swallowed up in his soul, the power was faintly combined with this golden core, blending together, exuding a huge power from ancient times. pressure.If there is a sense in the sky, he wants to send down auspicious clouds, but he is deterred by this force and dissipates far away.

In the turn of the peak, Mu Qinyan's cultivation base has broken through to the peak of the late Jindan stage in one fell swoop, half a step into a baby.As for the Great Prison Pluto Jue, which was originally divided into three realms of life, death, and breaking, only breaking remains.Perhaps this is its original appearance-the Buddha's heart is fearless, there is no reason to last forever, and it only reads broken, broken, broken.

The aura in the valley was consumed in large quantities for Mu Zhuyan to reshape the golden elixir. The thousand-year-old bodhi wood that grew deep in the valley seemed to have sensed it, emitting a wave of aura to feed back. The five head monks on the stone platform all had What was observed, the spirit consciousness was scattered to investigate the reason.

But Mu Zhuoyan had already used the supernatural powers in the Great Prison Pluto Art to cover his breath and mixed into the meditation valley.

At this time, two days had passed since he entered meditation practice, and the two disciples on the last battle stage happened to decide the winner.

Selection is over.

Among the top twenty this time, there were 14 disciples under the age of 25. Such a result made all the older monks present feel a sense of urgency. Could it be that the cultivation world is about to usher in a new era?

The empty saffron monk's robe fluttered in the mountain wind, palms slightly clasped together, and he held a jade slip out of thin air, inscribed in it was the ranking of this selection and the final selection of Kongyin Temple with him to Taixuan Mountain to participate in the heavenly competition. Candidates for the Battle of the Rankings.

"No.1 in the selection this time, will be included in the hospital of returning to the world."

"Selection No.2..." Liao Kong continued to read until the tenth place, as a reward.Instead, announce the list of participants in the Tianbang battle.In addition to all the disciples under 25 in the top [-] mentioned in advance, there is one more person.

"Miaoyin of the Court of All Angers." He put Miaoyin in the last sentence, but it still caused a commotion in the audience.

"The Court of All Angers? In this competition, it seems that there are no disciples from this court."

"Who is Miaoyin, why can he go directly to Taixuan Mountain without participating in the selection?"

Those bitter monks from the outer sect who lived in Zhong'an Yuan originally wanted to argue for Miaoyin.

"Miaoyin is a disciple of the Kongjun School, and he formed alchemy at the age of 15."

But he was choked back by the disciples of the inner sect of the Guishiyuan: "Why don't you participate in this selection when you are so powerful?"

"This…"

Mu Qinyan's wisp of divine sense is still there, sending back all the actions of the person it is attached to.Unsurprisingly, those who encouraged the crowd were none other than the former disciples of the Guishiyuan.

It was inconvenient for the casual cultivators who came to watch the battle to participate in this kind of incident within the sect, but they were also curious about who the wonderful sound was.Why did such a talent become silent after forming a pill?Therefore, the voice of discussion is getting louder and louder.

At this moment, the No.1 selected this time came into the mirror, but said lightly: "I heard that Junior Brother Miaoyin has a transparent Buddha root and a talent from the sky, and he will go to Taixuan Mountain on behalf of Kongyin Temple with his Golden Core Stage cultivation base. There is nothing wrong with it." He changed the topic and said again, "It's just that I missed the opportunity to participate in the battle of the Tianbang in the mirror, and I couldn't see the demeanor of the younger generation. Is this a pity?"

Jindan vs. Jindan is just a rivalry, just to show the strength of Miaoyin to everyone and calm the discussion.It is the late stage of Jindan who entered the mirror at a slightly older age, so even if Miaoyin is at a disadvantage, it is not ashamed. In the eyes of other masters, this request can be easily agreed.

But Liaokong was originally afraid that Miaoyin would fall into the karma of the Great Prison Pluto Art at a young age and could not be broken through, so he followed in the footsteps of his master and planned to take him to Taixuan Mountain to broaden his mind.How can I stimulate him again at this moment?

"Although you can't participate in the battle of Tianbang, you can go to Taixuan Mountain with me to observe it, which is considered to have fulfilled your wish, are you willing?" Liao Kong turned around.

Jin was silent for a moment, no matter how much he didn't pay attention to Miaoyin, he didn't dare to brush the abbot's opinion again and again.Just about to agree, but only one person in the crowd said in a clear voice: "I wish to fulfill this wish for senior brother."

This person is Miaoyin, with warm eyes and a handsome face, and a clear and clean aura throughout his body. It seems that he sincerely wants to dispel the regrets of his senior brother, and immediately makes people feel good.

"Junior brother is kind." Jin said immediately without giving Miaoyin a chance to retreat.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Liaokong sighed and said: "Since that's the case, you two should compete in the battle at Mount Tai in the middle."

This was an extra fight, and it was between two Jindan stage monks. The crowd that had been scattered around gathered together again, and all eyes were focused on the two people who stepped on the battle platform.

Mu Qinyan stood opposite to the mirror, his eyebrows were like a spring breeze covered with water, and his heart felt warm when he looked at it, but what he thought in his heart was exactly the opposite. Since you have provoked me again and again, don't blame me for being cruel.

Both are in the late stage of Jindan, neither of them thinks that they will lose.

Things developed according to the idea, but they did not relax when they entered the mirror.Because he not only wants to win, but also wins with ease.

"Brother, be careful."

On the battle platform, the mirror rose into the sky, his right leg bowed slightly, his hands were bound like treasures, and a golden wheel was lifted out of the opening and closing, and the brilliance was overwhelmingly coming towards Mu Qinyan.

This golden wheel is called Ruyi Follow the Heart, and it is a spiritual formula common to all predestined methods in Buddhist practice. When the wheel comes out, it is like a cage, which can lock all the things covered by the brilliance in place, making them unable to move.

In the round displayed by Guan Rujing, the Buddha's light is fully visible, like a bright moon, and the light of a strong sun. It has just been condensed and has firmly reflected the wonderful sound on the stage. Even a monk in the refining period can see it. exquisite.Entering the country, this effect is what you want.

Mu Qinyan naturally knew his plan.

It's nothing more than that both sides want to pretend to see who is more skilled.

In the strong light, Mu Zhuoyan's whole body was like a cloud like a shadow, and suddenly melted into nothingness. A golden lotus appeared under his feet, and a colorless and formless protective barrier appeared, firmly resisting the opponent's Buddha's light.At the same time, an incomparably powerful aura flowed from his fingertips, condensing into a lustrous brilliance, making him look like a Buddha alive. Compared with the two, he forcibly overwhelmed the entrance.

Jin frowned slightly, he only knew that Miaoyin was forming alchemy at fifteen, and he had expected that it would be a skill to stabilize his cultivation base without retreating in one or two years, and how many monks with unstable foundations in the cultivation world forcibly formed alchemy , even if it succeeds, it will regress after a few years. In his opinion, Miaoyin is exactly this kind.But right now, the opponent's cultivation is not retreating but advancing.If such aptitude is developed by him, can he really hold it back?If you can't hold it back, this Kongyin Temple... When you enter the mirror, your mind turns slightly, and your eyes are deep.