"Snapped."
Qiu Ping slapped the round bead, but the bead seemed to be welded in the void, which only made Qiu Ping's claws hurt.
"Hey, I really don't believe in evil anymore."
Qiu Ping was also aroused to be competitive. He held the bead with both hands and dragged it back desperately.
Left, right, up...
But no matter which direction he exerted force, the bead did not move at all, only making the little loach sweat all over.
The little loach was a little anxious. He held the bead and opened his mouth.
"Click."
The seemingly indestructible orb was like a piece of ice being chewed off, and then a vast amount of information poured into the little loach's brain like a tide.
This orb is the relic of the old monk's ninth life. It contains the essence of his nine lifetimes of practice. Even if it is only a part of it, the amount of information it contains is huge enough.
The little loach's brain was taken out, placed on the washing board, and scrubbed back and forth, adding some soap from time to time.
Pain, dizziness, nausea, confusion...
"vomit."
He fell to the ground, retching in agony.
Of course, because he was in a state of trance at the moment, he couldn't spit out anything.
He now wanted to take his brain out of his skull, tear it into pieces, and throw it far away.
Because his thoughts were too chaotic, even his sundial couldn't hold it up and disappeared directly into the void.
Time, resumes its flow.
"ah……"
The old monk was originally on guard, but suddenly there was a sharp pain that tore apart his soul, and a piece of his ninth-incarnation relic was missing out of thin air.
Looking at the little loach's soul again, it seemed that it was suffering from hysteria, rolling and vomiting in the same place.
Seeing this scene, he was not surprised but happy.
What a fool you are, you even dare to touch the relics that contain your strong will. Under the erosion of your nine lifetime memories, even if your soul is as strong as iron, you will still fall into chaos.
Seeing that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, the old monk suddenly pounced forward with most of his remaining soul, heading towards Qiu Ping's consciousness with all his strength.
He wanted to completely erase the little loach's consciousness so that he could complete his ten lives of cultivation.
"Certainly!"
Qiu Ping looked at the flying half of the relic and was immediately startled.
He shouted loudly, and time stopped again.
"No, I have to save myself. Is there any magical power that can refine the alien memory in my brain... It seems that there is some method in Taiyuan Tao that can... Damn it, it's broken at this time."
Qiu Ping had received the inheritance of Taiyuan Tao after all, and was only good at space-related content. He only had a rough impression of the other magical powers of Taiyuan Tao.
What's more, his brain hurts at the moment and he has difficulty concentrating.
"Yes, the Nine Nether Nightmare Suppressing Secret Spell!"
Such a thought flashed through Qiu Ping's mind. His body switched at the same time, and his body in the outside world immediately turned into the body of a little green dragon.
Almost instantly, his soul seemed to be electrified, and many Taiyuan Tao inheritance that was difficult for him to understand immediately became familiar to him.
He suddenly stretched out his claws and probed into the brain.
A large number of memories converged one after another, turned into countless twisted runes, and were peeled off from Qiu Ping's brain.
Once these runes enter Qiu Ping's sea of consciousness, they can quickly take root and sprout like flower seeds, blooming into brilliant golden lotuses.
The entire Taiyuan Tianchi was transformed into the sea of consciousness of Qiu Ping, and because of the vastness and boundlessness of Tianchi, this laid the foundation for his ranking first in spiritual consciousness at his level.
And the various lotus flowers in it are all the embodiments of countless memories, practice experiences and comprehended laws of the Lord of Tianchi.
Because Little Loach's true form is only good at the method of time and space, he cannot understand or absorb the method of the Snow Mountain contained in the old monk's relics. It conflicts with his fundamentals, and he will naturally suffer to death.
Now that all of them have been taken out, his brain feels much better.
During the pause, Xiao Qinglong stretched out his paw, and patted the old monk's incomplete relic again.
A large amount of cultivation information about the Snow Mountain was forcibly extracted from it, and then turned into blossoming golden lotuses, planted in the boundless Taiyuan Tianchi.
Although this old monk has a very high level, his practice method is also quite mysterious.
But at this moment, it was in a state of pause, and the opponent had no ability to resist and could only let Qiu Ping slaughter him.
After a while, the last trace of the relics turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated, and his Taiyuan Tianchi was already filled with lotus flowers.
All the nine-generation womb cultivation secrets, which represent the highest achievement of Daxue Mountain, have been transformed into another form and stored.
Qiu Ping let out a sigh of relief and finally dealt with the old monk.
The next moment, he opened his eyes and appeared in the outside world.
Hundreds of monks were crowding around him at the moment. Seeing him wake up, they stepped forward to check with concern.
"Did I stab the monk's nest today? Why did I just kill an old monk and now there is another monk in the nest?"
Qiu Ping was puzzled, but it seemed that these monks had no ill intentions, they just kept saying some words that he couldn't understand.
"It was the old monk who made the first move just now. I was just acting in self-defense. Don't force me to make a move. I'm very powerful."
Qiu Ping looked at everyone carefully, although he still didn't know what happened.
But he could probably tell that these young monks were with the old monks, and he didn't know if these people would seek revenge on him.
"Master Gema? Have you completely reincarnated successfully? Why is this appearance now in the form of a heretic dragon? Is it because you have recently understood the wonderful method in the [Dragon Elephant Mahasattva Sutra]?"
Opposite Qiu Ping, a middle-aged monk looked surprised and kept trying to communicate with Qiu Ping.
Because in the eyes of these monks, the changes that occurred in Qiu Ping's body were beyond their understanding.
The appearance of this holy fetus was wrong from the beginning. The holy fetus should have the appearance of a smooth, pure and intelligent fetus, and should not look like a dark-faced and stupid boy. Also, in the middle of the reincarnation of the guru, the boy inexplicably transformed into a little dragon.
It has dragon horns and is covered in sapphire-like scales. It looks very strange.
Although their Daxue Mountain lineage also has the so-called [Dragon Elephant Method], their dragon refers to Naga, which is a large snake with multiple heads, not the heretic dragon of the Central Plains.
It was precisely because of these inexplicable developments that he wondered if there was an accident in the master's reincarnation.
"I don't understand at all. I have to leave now and you guys are blocking my way." Qiu Ping felt a little guilty inexplicably as he watched the middle-aged monk keep talking in front of him with a shy face.
He stretched out his hand to push the man away and walked out.
The monks looked at the little dragon man's movements and were a little at a loss.
Only the middle-aged monk's eyes became more and more suspicious.
"Whoosh."
At this moment, an arrow passed through the void in an instant, and only a wisp of cold light appeared in the sky, and then disappeared.
The next moment, it appeared directly in front of Qiu Ping's chest.
The ghostly shadow god is planning an arrow!
The arrow came so suddenly that when the little loach sensed the arrow's approach, his brain almost went blank.
Fast, too fast!
"Pfft."
The arrow pierced directly through the scales on his heart, and the cold breath penetrated directly into his heart.
He only felt that all the strength in his body was draining away.
"The law of time! Reverse time and space!"
A sundial appeared out of thin air on Qiu Ping's head. The shadow on it paused for a moment, then moved back three spaces, and time also moved back three breaths.
Just like a movie started playing in reverse, the arrow that had penetrated Qiu Ping's chest retreated from it and returned to a few dozen feet away.
At the moment when the time reversal ended, a prototype of the realm appeared under Qiu Ping's feet, and then his figure moved laterally ten feet.
At the next moment, the arrow pierced through the shadow of his body.
Qiu Ping gasped for air on the spot. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have died just now.
But immediately, the anger in Little Loach's heart boiled up.
It’s not over yet!
I was just sleeping at home, but for no apparent reason I was put in a sack, and then stoned. I was also polluted by a wretched old monk, and now someone is assassinating me.
This is no hatred or grudge!
I haven't stepped into Yuanshen yet, so why have I encountered so many disasters?
The little loach swayed and turned into the original loach again. Pieces of hexagonal prisms appeared on his side, compressing into a space of several thousand feet. Different spaces connected with each other like a maze.
No matter which direction the enemy attacks from, they will eventually be trapped in an endless cycle of space until they run out of power.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand and threw a dozen [multi-frequency sticky bombs] straight in the direction of the arrow.
You damn bastards, I'll fight you!
Whoosh whoosh!
The balls bounced in the void, and then burst out ripples. After these ripples collided with each other, tiny cracks in space burst out.
Countless irregular cracks streaked across the void, haunting like ghosts, filling the entire void.
Some of the monks who were close didn't even have a chance to scream. They were cut in half like a hot knife cutting through wax.
On the other side of these dense space cracks, more than a hundred soldiers from the Shence Battalion, led by a young general, quickly reined in their horses and stopped moving forward.
Even the military monks like them couldn't withstand the space cracks that appeared out of thin air.
Because the space crack is equivalent to material source damage, not a magic attack, they cannot withstand it.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, these spatial cracks gradually dissipated. After everyone tested that there was no problem, they drove forward.
But he only saw a group of half-dead monks, but not the "Gama Master".
The young general's face immediately darkened. Without the leader, even if they destroyed the Sixth Flame Light Kaixiang Land, their achievements would be half.
What's more, the Gama master is at his weakest now. When he recovers, their Shence battalion may not be a match.
…
"Consider your luck. If the time travel hadn't ended, I would have given you some colors to see!"
Even though Qiu Ping returned to Fallen Dragon Pass, he was still aggrieved.
He almost died today. If he hadn't mastered the Law of Time, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have ended up here today.
These despicable outsiders are all using dirty tricks.
Qiu Ping would shudder when he thought of those ghost-like arrows.
However, this also exposed one of his shortcomings.
That's because his body is too fragile. Even if his space law gives him indestructible attack power, unpredictable escape capabilities, and endless defense cycles, if he encounters a sneak attack like today, he can only rely on the years. Dao Guo came to break the situation forcibly.
This was thanks to the fact that the arrow didn't have the ability to kill instantly, otherwise he would have been doomed if he hadn't been able to activate the Law of Time.
Little Loach took a good look at himself, and then began to count the harvest.
Not much was gained this time, at least in his opinion.
In addition to drinking some sticky liquid at the beginning, which increased his quality, he also received a lot of inheritance from the old monk.
But Qiu Ping didn't like that thing either.
He can only comprehend the power of the two paths of time and space, and he cannot learn other practices at all.
These can be used as a reference for the little green dragon incarnation, but in general, they are not of much use.
"What a confusing time-travel."
After Qiu Ping muttered a few times, he found a place in the corner of the hall and began to fall asleep.
He was inexplicably disturbed from his dream and was just trying to catch up on his sleep.
In addition, he was quite frightened during the time travel, so he could only comfort his soul by sleeping.
"Huhu."
The little loach was lying on the beam and pillar, its hands and feet hanging limply, and its face was somewhat deformed because it had been pressed against the pillar.
A bubble shrank in size on his nose, making him sleepy.
In his Taiyuan Tianchi, golden lotuses swayed and turned into brilliant golden powder, penetrating into his thoughts.
Contained in these golden powders are the inherited methods of Daxue Mountain.
But after being transformed by Taiyuan Tianchi, it became a magical power that could be absorbed, understood and used for reference.
The Tao of Taiyuan emphasizes that the void is endless and can accommodate everything, and everything can be accommodated. All the dharma in the world, whether it is the great dharma or the heretical dharma, all have their merits.
This time, Qiu Ping served a master from the ninth generation who had attained Arhat status, which was almost equivalent to snatching away the entire inheritance of Daxue Mountain. There was also the old monk's comments on spiritual practice.
No matter where it is placed, this inheritance is extremely precious.
"Therefore, with the supreme Dharma, we open up the ten realms of the womb. This Dharma is also the sixth realm. It teaches countless sentient beings the six connections. It is said that the boundless and pure Buddha land is majestic in merit and virtue. It appears that boundless Bodhisattvas surround it... Discover all kinds of infinite supernatural powers..."
Countless complicated magical techniques from the Snowy Mountains, after being transformed by Taiyuan Tianchi, formed a very easy-to-understand form and were poured into Qiu Ping's brain.
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, it's time to sleep."
Qiu Ping waved his hand unconsciously, but refused to listen to a word.
Such a messy inheritance has come to disturb your uncle Loach’s dream.
Updated, there will be more later
(End of chapter)
