In the land of Bashu, there are thousands of miles of steep mountains, with the high mark of the Six Dragons returning to the sun above, and the rushing waves and turning back to the Sichuan below, so it is mostly an uninhabited and mysterious area.

According to legend, there are many strange people here who harvest the essence of heaven and earth, absorb the aura of the sun and the moon, and enjoy immortality and vast magical powers.

Nine times out of ten the rumors are false, but this one is indeed true.

The mountains in the Shu region have unique landforms and numerous spiritual veins, both large and small. It is the best place for spiritual practice in the world. Among them, the Emei Shushan sect is the most powerful. The founder, Baimei, has been teaching for more than two thousand years and has countless masters in the sect.

At the end of the winding mountain, under a tree with a crooked neck at the foot of the mountain, Liao Wenjie leaned against a strange rock and retched with his head lowered. He used the Three Realms Teleportation twice in a row. He was already a pretty boy, but now his face is even paler.

"I can't bear it anymore. I suffered the loss of my inexperience. Next time I say something, I have to be slow."

Raising his hands to wipe the cold sweat from his head, Liao Wenjie began to meditate cross-legged under the tree. He felt that the world was full of spiritual energy, and it was not the end of the Dharma era. The pattern left behind hundreds of five consecutive hairpin bends in Uncle Jiu's world.

After a while, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, stood up and looked at the misty mountains and dangerous peaks. He held a ball of starlight with his five fingers and learned the basic information of this world.

As expected, it is a world where spiritual practice flourishes.

"Emei, Shushan Sect, Changmei..."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and touched it. His short hair turned into long hair, and his clothes turned into long ancient clothes.

He tied his long hair with a red thread and tied it behind his head. He jumped into the air and transformed into a golden-winged roc to hit the sky. The golden feathers broke through the wind and clouds, and atomized smoke exploded in an instant.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three consecutive blasts, the roc fluttered its wings and landed on the top of the mountain. Its golden eyes swept across the mountain, overlooking the vast sea of ​​clouds halfway up the mountain.

Liao Wenjie put away the art of transformation and frowned at the sky. He was so arrogant that he was not struck by lightning. It was hard for him to estimate the upper limit of the current world.

"Sure enough, we still need to manually evaluate one or two."

Liao Wenjie muttered, raised his middle finger to the sky, and waited for God to tell him the details.

Rumble, rumble————

Black clouds rolled down, the eye of the whirlpool with thunderous explosions slowly took shape, and the lightning snake spread, rushing across the sky for thousands of miles.

The next second, a lightning strike as thick as a bucket fell on the head, hundreds of them bloomed at the same time, and the sound was astonishing.

After the top of the mountain was flattened and the entire mountain was reduced to the mountainside and was level with the sea of ​​clouds, the black clouds slowly dispersed, and Liao Wenjie emerged from the scorched black earth and rock.

Earth Escape Technique.

The little life skills he deduced from the Yin and Yang diagram, using Yin and Yang to transform the five elements, are difficult for ordinary monks to reach heaven, but for land gods, the threshold is not that high.

Just have hands.

"What master is here to overcome the tribulation!!"

In the distance, a ball of golden light approached quickly, suspended in mid-air and stopped steadily. When the golden light dissipated, an old monk wearing a yellow cassock was revealed. He had a majestic appearance, and his magic power swelled in the robe. It was obvious at a glance that he had a very high level of cultivation.

Abbot of Mount Wutai, Master Zun Sheng.

This place is a hundred miles round and is the territory of Mount Wutai. Master Zunsheng was reciting Buddha's name in his quiet room. He suddenly heard that the wrath of heaven and earth was unprecedented, and he was afraid that a demon would appear in the world, so he came here to confirm.

When I saw this, I suddenly had doubts and secretly thought something was wrong.

In Liao Wenjie, he could see neither the cause and effect of the human world nor the chance of the immortal world. It was as if the other person came out of nothing, like jumping out of a stone.

But even if it jumped out of the stone, it was born and raised, and it shouldn't be nothing.

Weird thing!

When things go awry, there must be monsters. When encountering monsters, you must be polite. Master Zun Sheng whispered the Buddha's name and said politely: "The poor monk Zun Sheng is the abbot of Wutai Mountain nearby. I dare to ask this immortal leader where he came from and practiced.

Which fairy house is it in?"

"It turns out to be Master Zun Sheng. I have heard of his famous name for a long time, and it is like thunder in my ears. Today I saw him and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Liao Wenjie returned the gift and said politely: "I am a poor Taoist with no family or sect. I am just a casual cultivator. I just accidentally offended Tian Yan and disturbed the master Qing Cultivator. I hope it is not strange."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zun Sheng's face. Zun Sheng's features were straight, and his raised brows brought him a fierce aura. However, because of his fluttering white beard, this evil aura not only did not make him look evil, but actually increased it a bit.

majesty.

He is a powerful monk, and his relics will definitely come out of his cremation in the future.

"The Immortal Chief and all the casual cultivators have such cultivation, which really makes the poor monk feel ashamed. By the way, I still don't know the name of the Immortal Chief?"

"Three thousand miles away from the Four Brights, the clouds rise from Chicheng. The red light of the sunrise disperses and shines on the snowy cliffs."

Liao Wenjie recited a poem, touched his missing beard, and said with a smile: "My surname is Yan, my first name is Chixia. I am not very famous. You may have never heard of me."

"The poor monk is ignorant and has really never heard of it."

Zun Sheng's face gradually turned cold. Even if a cultivator in this world ascends to the upper world, he cannot cut off the causal connection with the lower world. Liao Wenjie is not at all. He is clearly not from this world. The name Yan Chixia is most likely a fake.

of.

As expected...

Zun Sheng had a guess in his mind, and he summoned his magic power and said in a deep voice: "Who is the benefactor? Is it because a demon from outside the territory has come to this world?"

"???"

A string of question marks floated across Liao Wenjie's forehead, secretly thinking that he was such a powerful monk. Even though he kept a low profile and was unassuming, the other party still found out his identity as a gangster.

Also, does "Outside the World Demon" mean literally, or is it a unified name for outsiders in this world?

If it was the latter, he would admit it decisively. If it was the former, he would still admit it after evading it three times. It is embarrassing to say that he came in with bad intentions and came to grab resources.

If you reach out to the party, you will be strong if you are not straightforward.

On the other side, Zun Sheng had a complex expression and said slowly: "The poor monk has been in charge of Wutai Mountain for hundreds of years. He is trapped in a bottleneck and cannot make any progress. The demons in his heart have caused the disaster today. What methods do you have, even if you use it, the poor monk will do it."

I should accept it, even if I die, I will bring it on myself."

"???"

Another string of question marks floated across Liao Wenjie's forehead. In the practice of this world, his mind seems to be a little abnormal.

It cannot be ruled out that Zun Sheng is a special case, only his brain is not normal.

"Since Your Excellency won't take any action, then it's up to the humble monk to offer advice."

Zun Sheng saw Liao Wenjie's confused face, his anger turned into nameless fire, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and then pushed out violently.

"Da Luo Buddha's Hand!"

Boom!!

As Zun Sheng pushed out his palms, the air surged like a wave. Amid the strong winds, thunder exploded, locking the space around Liao Wenjie and pressing down hard.

"What a great palm technique. The master is indeed a master. This slap has the meaning of defeating all methods with one force."

Liao Wenjie nodded secretly, swept his hand with his hand, bursting the space in front of him, jumped out of his palm to block it, and easily avoided Zun Sheng's attack.

"It's not polite to come back but not come back. I have a move called 'Tathagata Divine Palm'. Shakyamuni used it with his own hands. I learned it very well. I hope Master won't make fun of it." Liao Wenjie grinned and raised his palms in front of him.

It's shameful to say that he most likes to hit monks with the Tathagata Palm.

For example, this Zun Sheng was labeled as an extraterrestrial demon when he came up, which clearly showed that he lacked severe beatings from society. In this case, he also enjoyed the beauty of adulthood.

With one palm shot, golden light shone brightly, and an indescribable domineering palm force burst out. In the earth-shattering sonic explosion, the explosive air flow rolled and impacted in all directions, and magnified infinitely in Zunsheng's eyes.

That's right, this palm is about compassion and truth. Although Liao Wenjie did not use his own palm movements, he added the "Mustard Seed Sumeru" spell to it. In terms of appearance, he pretended to be the genuine Tathagata.

The palm is more than enough.

At least, there is no problem in deceiving Zun Sheng.

Sure enough, just as Liao Wenjie thought, Zun Sheng faced the golden palm directly. He was dumbfounded and froze on the spot, mouthing "Aba, Aba, Aba," and actually forgot to fight back and dodge.

boom---

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the vast sea of ​​clouds dispersed into the distance, and a mountain peak a thousand meters away broke. At the break, half of the palm print was deeply sunken.

Zun Sheng was embedded in it, and his body was intact, without any scars.

A golden seal hangs above Zun Sheng's head, golden light blooms, several golden dragons circle to protect the law, and the turtle shell defense is unbreakable.

The magic weapon of Mount Wutai - the Golden Dragon Seal.

With the magic weapon to save myself, Zun Sheng was not injured, but seeing the demon from outside the realm using Buddhist magical powers with his own eyes was a huge psychological shock.

Liao Wenjie looked at the golden dragons surrounding him and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Master, you are lucky. I am a very big-minded person, and I especially like to repay evil with kindness. I will give you an opportunity, so keep it well."

Hearing this, Zun Sheng felt an incomparable crisis in his heart, and his magic power was injected into the Golden Dragon Seal, manifesting several hundred-meter golden dragons.

The wind and clouds meet, attack and defense are integrated, and the waves of the sea of ​​clouds in the distance change color.

Just when Zun Sheng was defending with all his strength and felt confident, a figure flashed in front of him, and Liao Wenjie jumped directly over the dragon formation and teleported in front of him.

"Master, look at my eyes."

"?"

Zun Sheng looked subconsciously and suddenly saw a pair of red eyes, secretly screaming that he had fallen into the demon's poisonous scheme. However, it was too late to react. A basin of cold water poured down on his heart, and he felt unprecedented fear.

Liao Wenjie used his magical power of "Devil of the Heart", and the red light condensed in his eyes and went straight into the center of Zun Sheng's eyebrows. His body shook violently, his eyes lost their light, and he became confused and confused.

Buzz buzz————

The inner demons entered the body, and Zun Sheng's ears buzzed. The inner demons that he had previously suppressed in the depths of the sea of ​​​​consciousness with Buddhist methods took the opportunity to break the seal, and joined forces to continuously disintegrate Zun Sheng's spiritual defense. With just one blow,
To be continued...