After the little golden man left, Haofeng fell into deep thought.
"Don't provoke people you can't provoke?" Haofeng murmured: "Who else in China can stop him?"
Thinking of this, Haotian's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Now that my God Eyes and Immortal Bones have grown to their limit, this person who cannot be provoked cannot be Haotian."
Haofeng thought of the person behind Haotian: "Could it be the Immortal Immortal?"
After thinking about it, there is only one person who meets the requirements of the Little Golden Man!
"Haha, Demon Dao, when I become an immortal, I will definitely take your life!"
Hearing this, Mo Zheng shook his head and sighed: "This is not good!"
The little golden man ruined his plan to get a seat!
………
Heavenly space.
Little bits of golden light gathered together, and a figure slowly condensed!
It’s the Little Golden Man!
The little golden figure is still shining with golden light, and her true appearance cannot be seen clearly!
She separated her spiritual consciousness and merged into the way of heaven, observed the changes in the laws of heaven, and noticed that the laws of Dao Ancestor were faintly showing signs of recovery.
"Daozu, please sleep for a while longer!"
I saw the Little Golden Man waving his hand to summon a cloud of black mist, with bursts of blood on the black mist. Then the black mist gradually transformed into a vague human shape, no different from the Little Golden Man.
The only difference from the Little Golden Man is that the Little Golden Man is shrouded in golden light, while the Little Black Man is shrouded in blood mist.
The little golden man tapped the little black man's brow, and a golden light merged into the little black man's sea of consciousness.
The little black man's eyes slowly turned from cloudy to clear. He looked at the little golden man and said respectfully: "Master!"
The little golden man said: "You should know what to do."
Little black man: "Yes, my master!"
"cut!"
The little golden man made a light stroke against the void behind the little black man!
The eyes of the little black man gradually became confused, and the eyes he looked at the little golden man were full of doubts.
From a causal level, there is no connection between the little golden man and the little black man.
From a personality level, the little black man becomes an independent individual and has no connection with the little golden man.
After doing all this, the little golden man dissipated in the space of heaven, without causing any cause or taking away any effect!
After the little golden man left, the confused eyes of the little black man gradually became clear!
He first felt the laws of the heavenly space, then fixed his eyes on the laws of the Dao Ancestor, and his soul forcibly blended with them!
He does not seek to compete with Dao Ancestor for the ownership of the law, he just wants to slightly hinder the speed of Dao Ancestor's recovery.
………
Mount Sumeru!
The figure of the little golden man gathered here, looking at the looming Western Buddhist Kingdom and Bodhi Pure Land on Mount Sumeru, and murmured:
"When heaven and earth can accommodate Mahayana monks, Buddhism will appear in heaven and earth." The little golden man murmured to himself: "This is not possible!"
She followed the same pattern and separated a little black man, who deceived the little black man and allowed him to sneak into the Western Buddhist Kingdom.
In addition to the Buddha, there are also Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist Kingdom!
But only Buddha is an eternal existence, and the other Arhats and Bodhisattvas are just incense condensed into golden bodies, and their souls reside in them.
The spirit within it is still sinking in the River of Forgetfulness.
That is to say, there are many empty shells in the Western Buddhist Kingdom, and the goal of the little black man is to replace these empty shells!
As for the Bodhi Pure Land, it is just a holy land for Buddhist monks to practice, a gathering place for incense, and the birthplace of the golden body. Don’t pay attention to it.
After cutting off the connection with the little black man, the figure of the little golden man disappeared again.
…
Tianjian Sect!
The little golden man gathered his figure here again, looked at the Hua Jianxian who was retreating in the back mountain, and murmured: "My life is approaching, it's just in these few days!"
She was thinking about taking it away now to avoid long nights of nightmares.
After a moment, she shook her head and sighed: "The cause and effect is too big, forget it."
The figure of the little golden man disappeared again.
…
Jiuyou, Wangchuan River!
This place has the same origin as the Heavenly Space, but is fundamentally different.
There is no sun in Jiuyou, and the sky is pitch black!
The water of the Lethe River flows slowly like a trickle, exuding a sinister atmosphere that chills the soul to the bone.
But the Wangchuan River water is the purest river water in the world, and it has the function of washing and purifying the soul.
The Wangchuan River passes through a simple bridge, which is the famous Naihe Bridge.
However, there is no Meng Po on the bridge, and its function is not like the legend, it is just for ghost soldiers with low cultivation to travel between Wangchuan and the underworld.
But now the underworld is invisible, there are no ghost soldiers, and the Naihe Bridge has no effect.
Moreover, the existence of the underworld will not affect the operation of Jiuyou. This is just the dojo of Queen Houtu.
The figure of the little golden man appears on the Wangchuan River. When he steps on the Wangchuan River, the river actively avoids it, revealing a vacuum zone.
"Get up!" The little golden man raised his hand slightly, the law emerged, and the river began to vibrate!
Countless soul fragments rose from the bottom of the Forgotten River and floated in mid-air!
"Condensation!"
The soul fragments were pulled and condensed into one soul.
If Zhong Chuyu and others were here, they would definitely recognize him!
This soul looks like Sword Master!
The sword master slowly opened his eyes, and his invincible aura of scorning the world emerged spontaneously: "I am the master of swordsmanship, and I am back!"
But then, the Sword Master realized that something was not quite right with him!
Why is it just a soul body?
He looked around carefully, and finally locked his eyes on the little golden man: "This is Jiuyou, did you fish me out of the Wangchuan River?"
The little golden man nodded: "Yes."
The sword master's eyes narrowed slightly, his sharp edge revealed, and he was about to see through the person in front of him, but no matter what, he couldn't see through the film of heaven on the little golden man's body, and he couldn't even know his true appearance.
But judging from her stance, she was extremely strong.
"What exactly do you want to do when you wake me up?" Sword Master asked.
The little golden man did not answer, but summoned a physical body out of thin air: "This is the innate Tao body that is most suitable for you, and it is highly compatible with the way of swordsmanship."
Feeling the strong sword intent on the Dao body, even the Sword Master's eyes couldn't help but be blazing.
"No merit, no reward, what do you want me to do?"
The little golden man showed a look of pity on his talent: "I just feel sorry. Since ancient times, I have been at the top of the sword, only a hair away from joining the sword. I just feel sorry for this."
After hearing what the little golden man said, the sword master became less wary of the little golden man and was very happy in his heart.
The little golden man continued: "In the last battle, you must have felt something when you cut the nuclear bomb with your sword. Your understanding of the way of the sword must have been deeper, right?"
Hearing this, the Sword Lord nodded and said, "Indeed."
"I will provide you with the best environment for practicing Taoism, and wish you can join Taoism soon." The little golden man paused and said, "But before that, remember not to provoke that person again!"
"That person?" The sword master had a fierce aura and raised his sword eyebrows: "When I become an immortal and become a Taoist, I will definitely pick up a longer sword..."
"Stop! Don't say his name!" The little golden man said sternly: "Otherwise he will sense that you have been resurrected. You are no match for him now, so don't get burned!"
The sword master stopped talking and nodded: "I understand."
The little golden man pointed at the innate Taoist body: "Go in first."
The sword master hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to use his soul to take over the body.
After entering the Tao body, the blurred face of the Tao body gradually becomes clear, forming a face that is no different from the Jian Zun. All aspects of the Tao body are perfectly adapted to the Jian Zun, becoming a body that is indistinguishable from the Jian Zun's soul.
After the sword master and the Tao body were integrated, he could clearly feel the rules of the sword, and after a while, he fell into an epiphany.
Six unopened lotus flowers hung above his head.
As time passed, the lotus blossomed, revealing its true appearance, with six small swords surrounding its body.
The epiphany also ended. The Sword Master was unrivaled in the art of swordsmanship, and was now a big step ahead of everyone from ancient times to the present.
Upon seeing this, the little golden man opened up a space with his bare hands and brought the Sword Master into it.
The Sword Master looked at the space and nodded lightly: "This place is indeed suitable for cultivation."
The space is a void, but the spiritual energy is extremely abundant and filled with various laws of heaven, among which the laws of swordsmanship account for the largest proportion.
The little golden man said: "This is the place closest to the space of heaven, and it shields the secrets of heaven. As long as you don't take the initiative to attract that person's prying eyes, he won't be able to find you."
"If you have the will, when I become enlightened, I will definitely pay back the karma you and I have caused."
The little golden man did not speak, and his body dissipated. The causal connection with the Sword Master was severed, and he disappeared completely like a rootless duckweed.
The sword master looked at the direction where the little golden man disappeared, and frowned slightly.
He already had some idea of the identity of the statuette.
