The monk was speechless.
There was a golden stream of light swirling in the blue cassock. When he opened his eyes that had been closed, the sorrow on his face disappeared, and the swastika marks in his eyes trembled.
At this moment, the world that the monk saw took on a completely new look.
"How can Saha living beings see the truth without suffering from the ten evils? Gulie, you are still struggling with the evils of ignorance, greed, and lies. If you were a door god, then you would be a god, and all suffering would leave you."
The monk's tone was faint, as if he was admonishing the younger generation.
The voice in my heart responded immediately:
"Brother, that is your way. You have even deceived yourself, so you have fallen deeply into the evil of idle talk. What's more, if you escape from the Saha world, will you live forever and not suffer from the ten evils? You are just deceiving yourself. I escaped from the cave. After traveling around the world, I realized that the only thing that connects to the upper realm is the Shengwu Taoist Hall. Senior brother, the upper realm is by no means a place of bliss. Once you enter the upper realm, you will also suffer from the ten evils and the consequences of reincarnation. It’s painful. But the upper world is the place of transformation that we, the villains, have been pursuing for eternity. It is a place without beginning.”
The monk's child's eyes were empty. For a long time, the light of his cassock was hidden, and his eyes were closed again.
"A vain person will lose his mortal body, how can he be reborn in the upper realm with his ancient body?"
His tone was calm, as if he was just stating an insignificant matter calmly.
"You accept your fate, senior brother."
I just let the voice in my heart ask questions, but the monk never responded.
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Gulie Feise Tongren shrank, stopped looking at the building, and finally sent a sentence:
"Maybe one day, you will become a picture that I personally paste on the door."
After saying that, Gu Lie frowned slightly, and when his eyes moved, he saw that the Shenwu Taoist leader who had looked at him before was still staring directly at him.
"Humph, you're just a villain."
Gu Lie glanced sideways at Chen Qingyan, his body shining with golden light as he was picked up and sent away.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyan had no choice but to look away.
He couldn't hear the conversations between adults clearly, but for some reason, he could hear the conversations between villains clearly.
"Could this upper realm be the world where the Nirvana Saint lives? The pot is just a cave-heaven treasure that the Nirvana Saint placed in the lower realm to nourish heaven, earth, and man? The cave-heaven treasure is equivalent to the supreme realm weapon? That buzzard, Is it also a similar cave-heaven treasure? The other things that Gu Lie said are connected to the upper world should be portals like the buzzard... and the branches of the world, which also originate from the upper world... .But, how did they appear in the world before dimension ascension..."
Chen Qingyan scratched the hair on both sides of his head and thought distressedly.
"They call each other senior brothers, which shows that Gu Lie was once a disciple of the Shengwu Dojo, but the disciples of the Shengwu Dojo were also very miserable. The junior sister was arrested to refine the talisman, and the senior brother almost became a painting. From this point of view, the so-called saint The disciples of the martial arts field are just livestock raised by a certain force in the upper world that holds the treasure of the cave. They raise some villains with potential and strength, and use them to refine talismans and paintings when necessary. In fact, it is a kind of comparison. Rare material, right?”
"Since Gu Lie is a disciple of the Shengwu Dojo, then "Taotie" is probably one of the secret methods of the Shengwu. The information told by Ti Gu and Duo Li cannot be taken completely seriously. They probably only have a partial understanding of it."
"But the so-called holy martial arts secrets are only something practiced by villains. They are most likely just extraordinary knowledge fed by adults in order to obtain specific materials. What is the world of adults like? I'm really curious. "...
Chen Qingyan seemed to have a cat scratching his heart.
But the more you know, the more doubts you have.
He refined key words and silently summarized.
Soon, Chen Qingyan made the decision in his heart that he could not become a disciple of Shengwu Dojo.
As for why Gu Lie came back and what his purpose was, it didn't matter to him.
It is enough to have a possible portal to the upper world.
He didn't want to live in a place like the Shengwu Dojo that was directly concerned by 'adults' for a long time. Not to mention not being able to enter the practice room, he would also become a guest in the crystal ball, allowing others to watch, and sooner or later he would be arrested to refine talismans.
Just as he was thinking about it, a golden beam of light fell.
Chen Qingyan was sent to the square again.
On the opposite side, five people appeared again, each with an astonishing aura. They were obviously beings who had practiced a certain style to the extreme.
Chen Qingyan felt relieved, it was not Shengwu.
It’s okay if it’s not a holy martial arts.
After thinking about it again, I felt that this was normal.
There are so many holy warriors. Even if there is a dispute between Taoist leaders, it is just that the Taoist level has more combat power. In fact, people at the level of holy warriors are as rare as a rare existence. It depends on talent and understanding, school and cultivation. The suitability of the practitioner, otherwise even with the aid of the two magical items Shou Yuan Dan and Zhu Guo, it may not be of much help in promoting the Holy Martial Arts.
Chen Qingyan was still rejoicing that the five people on the other side saw that he was alone. After a tacit look at each other, they already took action.
They didn't know Chen Qingyan, but even if they did, they wouldn't hesitate to take action.
choke--
The long sword clanked.
One person slashed out an arc-shaped sword that tore through the sky.
Dongdongdong——
The earth trembled.
The muscular man, whose body was as carbon-like as iron, ran wildly, making a dent with each foot. As he ran, his whole body became red and hot.
A man suddenly jumped up into the sky, opened his fingers, and dropped a fishnet still hung with blood stains. It was strong in the wind and enveloped the people below.
There were two more people, one holding a spear and the other an ax, coming from both sides.
In a blink of an eye, there was an ambush from all sides.
Chen Qingyan was startled. The objects held by these people were actually rare treasures.
Knife, net, axe, spear.
Boom.
The square shook, and a thin dust mist rose.
Chen Qingyan held down the strong man's head with one hand, stared at the steel body kneeling in the pothole, and asked:
"Where is your exotic treasure?"
The strong man's forehead was bleeding. He opened his eyes wide and looked at this man who could not move even if he pressed him with one hand. He was shocked.
Suddenly the surrounding scenery changed.
When the capable man came back to his senses, he found that he was being lifted up in the air, and being lifted up with him was another old man with a hunchback like a fisherman.
At this time, a palm-sized fishing net was floating in front of a man, like an octopus squirming, with a faint red light flowing.
Below, the sword light dispersed.
The ax and the spear were thrown into the air;
The three of them raised their heads with angry expressions on their faces.
But soon, the angry expression turned into panic.
"Holy Martial Arts."
One of them growled.
A strong sword wind pressed down, the air current of wild hunting swept across, and a huge hole was penetrated in the square.
The three people gathered together were suddenly shaken and fell to the ground. Their bodies were covered with scars, as if they had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
"I surrender."
Covered in blood, the man holding the ax gritted his teeth and shouted.
Chen Qingyan, who had already pounced down, was immediately pushed away by a beam of golden light.
The person holding it also disappeared, secretly saying a pity, and fell lightly to the ground.
This is the gap between Shengwu and Taoist leader. Even if he possesses a rare treasure, he cannot make up for it.
He picked up the long knife on the ground.
At this time, a gray beam of light fell from the sky.
"The winner is the leader of Shenwu Dao."
"Please make your choice as soon as possible."
"1. Capture what your opponent has learned throughout his life."
"Two, three Zhuguo."
"Three, three longevity pills."
"Four. Randomly obtain a set of genre inheritance."
"Five, a rare treasure."
"Six, leave."
At the same time, long-lost spatial reminders also appeared in my mind.
"You have completed the assessment task "Holy Martial Ranking""
"Your current ranking is: twelfth"
"Do you want to continue the hunter assessment?"
"Tip: The higher your ranking, the richer the rewards you will get after becoming a hunter."
Four short messages.
After reading it, Chen Qingyan chose 'no' without hesitation.
Then, information came from space again:
"Please leave the Shengwu Dojo first."
Chen Qingyan was startled, the space didn't pick him up directly.
Immediately, Chen Qingyan, shrouded in gray light beams, chose the option '6. Leave'.
When he made his decision, a beam of golden light fell from the sky, crushing the gray beam of light. When the golden light dissipated, Chen Qingyan disappeared into the square.
Above the gray clouds.
When Chen Qingyan left, Tiger Eye Taoist Master Zhi Sui suddenly opened his eyes, and the light cloud in his heart shone violently, and broken scenes emerged, but there was still no figure of that person. After a moment, the light cloud dimmed, Zhi Sui's face looked a little more confused.
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Shenwu Dojo.
The golden beam of light that reached the sky slowly dispersed, and the aftermath of the strong force field still lingered in the air.
At this time, the leaders of the Shenwu Dojo who were surrounding the outside cautiously approached.
On the empty gravel ground, a man with a pale face was holding his head, as if he was suffering from some pain.
The Taoist leaders looked on worriedly and did not step forward rashly.
A long time, a long time.
The pain on the man's face subsided. He glanced tiredly at the people around him and walked into the courtyard.
Lin Jun, the Taoist leader of Yifeng, opened his mouth and said, "Ming Xi Xiao..."
"I'm tired." A hoarse voice came from his throat.
Lin Jun shut up immediately after hearing this. The other Taoist leaders stopped and stood outside the courtyard. The scene was silent for a while.
...
At this time, inside the house.
Chen Qingyan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
Feeling that the earthworm-like golden lines in my brain were slowly disappearing, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're really tenacious."
Chen Qingyan bared his teeth.
This golden line, after he chose to leave, appeared from the golden light pillar that descended, exuding an intoxicating power and trying to penetrate into his brain. After Chen Qingyan discovered it in time, he gathered all kinds of forces to stop it.
The golden thread looked the same as the golden thread of the 'Holy Martial' mark, but it seemed to be alive and intelligent, but it didn't seem to expect that it could be seen. It was stunned for a while, and after losing the support of the golden light pillar, it suddenly It was broken up by the power of various levels of Taoism such as knives and swords, leaving only a small section that could barely squeeze into the mind, but it was no longer sustainable and was quickly eliminated.
The fight with the golden thread consumed Chen Qingyan's energy too much.
That intoxicating power made his brain a little stiff and sluggish.
"This is the kind of thing that erases the memories of those who leave the Shengwu Dojo."
Chen Qingyan was mentally exhausted and wanted to sleep, but the reminders from space in his mind urged him to make a choice.
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