Su Che finally entered the sixth level of cultivation with the help of the abundant pure Yang energy of thunder in Qingdi Treasure Garden, but there was already another wave in the world of Yin and Yang.
Ku Yunsou, or the Beimang Ghost Ancestor, has now left Linghu Gong's villa. The body of this ghost cultivator who has attained immortality turned into a faint green sword light, and his figure gently landed in the Yin and Yang Realm. entrance.
It was already past noon, and under the strong wind, the entrance was already filled with soul-crushing coldness.
However, this was just a hint of coldness to Beimang Ghost Ancestor, even though there was already a little bit of frost hanging on his eyebrows.
Waves of Sanskrit chants could be heard in the air, and the Beimang Ghost Ancestor frowned slightly. The vibration of his sword energy cut off all the coldness on his brows.
A refreshing fragrance spreads at the entrance to the yin and yang world, and the sound of Sanskrit singing becomes clearer and clearer. It is mixed with the compassion of embracing all living beings, the aspiration to lead all living beings to be reborn in bliss, and the brilliance of heaven and earth, infinite. Endless mana.
"I am happy to seek the pure land, but I am disgusted with the filthy land." "I am happy to seek the pure land, but I am disgusted with the filthy land."
"I long for the pure land and hate the dirty land."
Amidst the layers of Sanskrit singing, a monk appeared here wearing white clothes, with pure white lotus feet on his feet, and a chill all over his body.
His skin has a light golden color, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows is the source of his fragrant fragrance. The monk's face was like a dead tree, his eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be walking slowly, but he was walking dozens of meters in one step.
The movement of his whole body implies a certain rhythm, and there is an urge to worship him in his movements.
"Master Mulian."
Ku Yunsou, Beimang Ghost Ancestor looked at the monk in front of him.
"You are late."
"Master Namo, Buddha, now that you are here, it is not too late."
Master Mulian put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "The Ghost Ancestor came here with a ray of avatar, which is a bit overwhelming. Yin Yang Dharma King must not underestimate him..."
"Where's the one in Qiantang?"
"Young Master Yun is right behind..."
As he spoke, a faint dragon roar sounded. Beimang Ghost Ancestor raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky of the Yin and Yang Realm, which was covered with clouds, had been filled with water vapor for some time, and it looked like a mountain rain was about to come.
A rather handsome scholar in white, holding a jade fracture fan and wearing a red embroidered sachet around his waist, appeared staggeringly.
"Junior Yun Luo has met Ghost Ancestor."
The blush on his face seems to be that he has just woken up from a hangover. His face is beautiful and elegant, and his movements are indescribably romantic.
"Young Master Yun, you're welcome."
Ghost Ancestor nodded, secretly thinking that it was rare for the old Qiantang dragon to be confused, and this little long insect was quite knowledgeable and reasonable.
Since time immemorial, the Dragon Clan has been a force that cannot be ignored in this world. They each dominate the water veins.
However, although they are one clan, they are not different sects. Each has its own leader, and sometimes they fight with each other even more than human dynasties. At present, the most powerful dragon kings in China are undoubtedly the four families of Qiantang, Dongting, Jishui, and Poyang. Among them, the Qiantang family, whose surname is Yun, is the most powerful among these four families.
"My father once told me that next year there will be a Qionghua Party in the palace. It would be a pity if there is no real living monarch in this world at the grand meeting."
Ghost Ancestor's eyes narrowed slightly. He was really not interested in this group of long insects meeting, but now that everyone was an ally, he didn't answer, so he revealed the matter.
"Ghost Ancestor, with Yin Yang Dharma King's methods, I'm afraid there's something wrong with you coming here as a clone."
Master Mulian looked at the old man in front of him.
"He is after all..."
"Mu Lian, you are considered a well-known figure in China. Don't you know the rules agreed upon by Xuandu Palace and Lingcoffin Temple back then?"
"Namo is my master, Buddha. The poor monk naturally knows the rules set by the Taoist ancestral court."
"No one above the immortal level can use their methods in the Middle Earth." Ghost Ancestor stood with his hands behind his back: "So I can only come here as a clone, do you understand?"
Xuandu Palace has long had rules that monks above the level of Immortal Immortal are not allowed to show power above the third level in Middle-earth. Even if they take action, they must be lowered to the level of Immortal Immortal.
If you don't follow it, the earthly immortal figures in Xuandu Palace will naturally come forward to discuss it with you in detail.
Back then, there was a second-level master from the Confucian sect who refused to obey the constraints and wanted to use heaven-reaching methods to change the heaven and the earth. Immediately, Xuandu Palace sent down five earthly immortals to invite him to Xuandu Palace.
To this day, no one has seen the second-grade Confucian sect again.
It turns out that this old ghost has advanced further in his cultivation and has reached the second level?
There was no fluctuation on Mulian's face.
After all these years, is there a Jie Fa Zhenren among the ghost cultivators?
"Mu Lian, congratulations to Ghost Ancestor for reaching a higher level."
Master Mulian put his hands together and offered his blessing.
The structure of the spiritual practice world probably presents a pyramid with seriously imbalanced proportions.
The lowest level is naturally the ninth-grade, eighth-grade, and seventh-grade children who are not popular.
Although the number of grades 4, 5, 6 and 3 is relatively small, it is only compared to children like 7, 89 and so on.
For people above the pinnacle, it is one level less than one level.
Going to the next level?
Beimang Ghost Ancestor did not answer, but looked solemnly at the Yin and Yang Realm in front of him.
There are some secrets in this gloomy mountain covered with tombs that even Beimang Ghost Ancestor must pay attention to.
"We're here, won't Yin Yang Dharma King come to greet us?"
Yun Luo from the Qiantang lineage frowned.
She has already seen the rumored wind in the Yin and Yang world that can freeze the soul, but it can only be said that it is difficult to live up to its reputation.
Now several people came to the door, but the Yin Yang Dharma King actually didn't move at all, which made the dragon girl have some doubts.
"He hid it deep."
Ghost Ancestor looked at the black mountain in front of him.
The shape of the mountains in the Yin and Yang Realm always makes this Beimang Ghost Ancestor's eyes linger.
The Ghost Palace is high above it, commanding the Nine Netherworlds. The paths are connected and the yin energy is entrenched. Every courtyard seems to have its own mystery.
The layout here and the connection of the momentum are all wonderful touches that can make flowers blossom out of rotten wood, and also make Beimang Ghost Ancestor feel a confidant towards Yin Yang Dharma King.
This old enemy and old friend is actually a kindred spirit of his.
"You two, since you have come in, please help yourself." Beimang Ghost Ancestor looked at Master Mulian and Yun Luo.
"Won't Ghost Ancestor take action?"
Master Mulian's eyes met the old swordsman with a shabby figure in front of him. The vigorous sword power under his broken body made this Buddhist master who prided himself on being the number one Buddhist disciple in Middle-earth feel frightened.
"When it's time to take action, I will take action of course. Mulian, if you want to save this Yin and Yang Dharma Realm, you have to stay a little more mindful."
Beimang Ghost Ancestor took out a straw hat from nowhere and slowly put it on his head.
After saying this, he flashed and a sword light penetrated the void.
The direction of Beimang Ghost Ancestor actually penetrated into the wind and left the Yin and Yang Dharma Realm.
Master Mulian, Yunluo, a monk and a dragon stood in silence for a long time.
"Won't Ghost Ancestor take action?"
Yun Luo looked at Mulian who was silently chanting Buddha's name.
"He always cherished Feather."
Amidst bursts of Sanskrit chanting, Mulian looked at the Yin and Yang Dharma Realm in front of her.
The opportunity to attain enlightenment and immortality is already in front of you.
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