(The last paragraph of the previous chapter, about heaven and so on, is an operational error and has been deleted from the original version)
No more outsiders to disturb me.
Cao Yi could finally practice with peace of mind.
To be precise, it is tempering.
It has to be said that the Dark Abyss, a place where dark energy corrodes the physical body all the time, is a good place to temper the physical body.
In just a few days, Cao Yi felt that his physical body had become stronger.
Of course, just a few.
If it were possible to greatly enhance the physical body casually, the black-robed gang of big demons who have followed Wutian for thousands of years would already have extremely powerful physical bodies.
About half a month later, Cao Yi opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of filthy breath, threw away the shabby robe that had been eroded by the dark power, put on a brand new Taoist robe, and left the Abyss of Darkness, known as the most beautiful place in the three worlds, with an indifferent expression. A scary place.
I didn’t go back to the Po Tao Temple located in the North Sea.
Instead, they practiced the Nine-Headed Bird day and night, and they were a little tired of it. They walked around in the mortal world, constantly subduing demons and upholding justice.
Due to the collapse of the order of immortal and Buddha rule, the three realms are full of monsters and evil spirits that cannibalize people and do evil.
There are even many immortal cultivators and grassroots clergymen in heaven joining them.
The world is in chaos, so don’t let too many people die.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the bones are exposed in the wild and there are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles, it is a dark and bloody era.
"Blood food, today this king will eat enough. I will slaughter five, no, ten towns to make up for the shortcomings of this king for many years."
An arrogant voice mixed with excitement came.
Cao Yi instantly appeared in a town with a population of thousands more than a thousand miles away.
In one thought, a bat demon who was shrouded in rich blood energy and whose cultivation level was less than that of a true immortal was shocked to death.
"woo woo woo woo……"
A pitiful cry came from the ruins.
Cao Yi released his spiritual consciousness to check.
There are only a few dozen people left in this huge town.
They hugged each other and shivered, waiting for death to come.
Cao Yi tried to resurrect the dead, but failed.
Came too late.
The bat demon, which had been holding it in for too long, had completely digested the flesh and blood it had swallowed.
He also knows how to make a meal without rice.
With a sigh, Cao Yi led Nine-Headed Bird and others out of the town.
A month passed in a hurry, and Cao Yi himself couldn't remember how many demons, ghosts, immortal cultivators, and heavenly clergy he had killed during this period.
How many innocent people have been saved and how many people have been resurrected. .
Well, mainly because I didn’t remember it.
The dignified Golden Immortal still has some memory.
"The great calamity is certain"
Cao Yi thought it was funny when he thought of what Tathagata said before reincarnation in the original plot.
All this was clearly done by Tathagata alone.
But God will take the blame.
One day, Cao Yi met a Taoist priest with good cultivation.
Taoist priests keep saying that monks should not be stained by the world of mortals, devote themselves to cultivating Taoism, and have no desires or desires.
I hope Cao Yi can practice Taoism calmly with him, not caring about anything and not asking anything.
Cao Yi ignored him.
He has seen so many people like this that he has become accustomed to them.
The king of ginseng, Xiaotian, was very unhappy. He was so busy that something went wrong, so they planned to stun the Taoist priest and robbed him clean.
After waking up, the Taoist priest angrily chased and killed King Ginseng, roaring to the sky for tens of thousands of miles.
The two of them had enough fun, dropped the Taoist's treasures, laughed at the Taoist, and walked away gracefully.
The Taoist priest returned to his place of cultivation and continued to practice Taoism without being stained by the world of mortals.
The dojo of Emperor Donghua.
The fairy spirit is permeating the air, and several mountain peaks are looming.
After these few months of practice.
Sun Wukong's cultivation has reached a higher level. Compared with before, there is a huge difference.
The strength of the immortals and Buddhas has mostly returned to its previous state.
"Everyone, it's time for a fight to the death."
Someone spoke with murderous intent.
Everyone looked at Sun Wukong.
Now, whether in terms of prestige or cultivation, Sun Wukong is the well-deserved number one.
"There are many traps in the four gates and three palaces of Heaven...especially in the South Gate, there are countless..."
Sun Wukong seriously explained what he saw in the Asura Realm from the Ayinaval Sea of Consciousness about the Heavenly Court.
Everyone's confidence has increased a lot.
"Everyone go back and recharge your batteries. In three days, we will attack the Heavenly Palace, kill the Lingxiao Palace, rescue the reincarnated body of the Buddha, and restore a peaceful world to the Three Realms."
Sun Wukong said righteously.
After the immortals and Buddhas nodded, they left in twos and threes with deep thoughts.
Whether this counterattack can be successful.
In fact, most people don’t have a clear idea of what’s going on.
All along, Wutian has given everyone a feeling that it is too powerful.
Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.
Ying Yao, Giant Scorpion, and Black Robe, who had saved his life, all looked ugly.
Bad news kept coming during this time.
Sun Wukong, who was captured by Buddha, was rescued by Zhu Bajie and escaped back to Emperor Donghua's dojo, where his cultivation progressed rapidly.
The Buddha hid in the Mahavira Hall and saw no one.
Cao Yi, the most capable of fighting, first did not leave Sun Wukong behind, and then ran to the human world to subjugate demons and never return.
Tens of thousands of monks gathered in the presence of Emperor Dongdonghua, practicing day and night, threatening to counterattack the Heavenly Court someday.
"The enemy is getting stronger day by day. I don't know what the Buddha's plan is? He has been hiding in the Mahavira Hall and will not come out."
The charming giant scorpion couldn't help but say.
There was deep worry in her slender, beautiful eyes.
"What did Buddha plan? How could you not ask?"
The black-robed man scolded harshly.
Cancer immediately lowered his head like a primary school student who made a mistake.
At this moment, there was a flash of light, and Wutian, dressed in black, with disheveled black hair and a stern face, appeared.
"Meet the Buddha"
In black robe, Ying Yao immediately knelt down.
The giant scorpion slowed down a beat because of fear.
"Get out"
Wutian ordered in a calm tone.
The three men in black robes responded at the same time, bowed their heads and retreated.
"Wutian, it seems your end is coming soon."
At the highest point of Lingxiao Palace, on a huge black lotus platform, Qiao Ling'er opened her eyes and spoke sarcastically.
Wutian snorted, and a black light shot out from his eyes.
"ah"
Qiao Ling'er let out a shrill scream.
Lying on the black lotus platform.
But then, a vast force came out from the depths of his consciousness, repairing his injuries easily.
Wutian attacks again.
Not only did he not get any favors, he was knocked back several steps.
Qiao Ling'er was stunned and laughed: "Devil, it turns out you are nothing more than that."
"I thought you wouldn't come back."
Wutian suddenly turned around and looked at the entrance of the hall.
At the originally empty entrance, Cao Yi stood calmly. Hearing this, he replied: "I'm here to see the Buddha off."
"Send off?" Wutian's lips turned cold as if they were thousands of years old, "Do you think I'm destined to lose?"
"Is not it?"
Cao Yi asked back.
Wutian said nothing.
