Heaven mistakenly recognized Sun Changsheng, which was a good thing for Zhou Yi.
The eyes of the immortals and true gods gathered together, and no one cared about the mortal world anymore, let alone the declining Xuanyuan Sect.
Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Senior Sister Xuan Yu's cultivation has reached perfection, she is purifying her mana every day and waiting for the opportunity to form elixirs.
Junior brother Xuan Li grew up and looked ordinary. His four spiritual root qualifications were at the lowest level and he had only reached the middle stage of Qi refining.
"Dongsheng Shenzhou's spiritual energy is really rich, and Xuanli's cultivation speed is no worse than Jiuzhou's superior qualifications!"
Zhou Yi has been stuck in the completion of foundation building. He used the excuse that the Taoist heart is not perfect and dare not trigger the Thunder Tribulation. Every ten years, he meets Zhou Xin, the god of good deeds, and reports that there has been no change in Xuanyuan Mountain.
"Xuan Yu may be able to condense the elixir!"
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"Can."
Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, then turned around and crushed the elixir into powder.
The True God of Heaven does not know what kind of secret technique he has used to cover the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent. Once someone crosses the tribulation, he will trigger a curse. He will cast a spell mixed with several powerful thunder tribulations, and secretly disturb the souls of the monks.
Zhouyi read the classics of the three religions, but he had never heard of such techniques.
"No matter whether the Immortal Way is in line with Heaven or against Heaven, it has never had magical powers that aggravate thunder disasters. It should be the magical powers of outsiders!"
Time is like water, and the sun is like a shuttle. Another ten years passed.
When Xuanli was thirty years old, he knew that his qualifications were low, so he bid farewell to his master and went down the mountain to continue the family line.
There are only three masters and apprentices left on Xuanyuan Mountain. Ling Weizi may be discouraged, or he may have other plans, and has not gone down the mountain to continue to accept disciples in recent years.
This day.
The night is dark.
Xuan Yu saw the white-bearded old man in his sleep.
"Meet the Master."
A monk can not only worship one person as his teacher. Even if a stranger teaches the Dharma in his dream, Xuan Yu will respect him as his teacher.
The old Taoist caressed his long beard and said: "You have already completed your Foundation Establishment for some years. You can trigger thunder tribulation at any time. However, regardless of whether there is a pill-forming spiritual object or not, you will inevitably fail in the end!"
"inevitable?"
Xuan Yu's expression changed slightly, not because he was suspicious, but because he thought of his senior brother and second senior brother.
"Master, please give me some guidance on how to survive!"
"Pindao has a Buddhist method of reincarnation that can trace memories of past lives, but this method is somewhat risky.
The old Taoist said slowly: "Perhaps the heart of the Tao collapsed, or perhaps the body was seized in the previous life, which is another kind of death and the Tao disappears. Even if you survive the catastrophe of the reincarnation safely, your temperament will change drastically due to the influence of the memory of the previous life!"
Xuan Yu had doubts on his face. Righteous monks were extremely taboo against external evil. Once you lose control, the consequences will be worse than death!
"Master, I wonder if this disciple's past life has anything to do with you?" The old Taoist looked at the vicissitudes of life and sighed after a long time.
"That happened a long time ago. There is not much cause and effect. It's just that Pindao is too old and has some inexplicable nostalgia for the past."
Xuan Yu didn't know how long it was, maybe a thousand years or three thousand years, so he thought about it carefully and said.
"Master, please cast a spell!" The words were divided into two parts.
Let's say that Sun Changsheng got an official position and lived happily in heaven relying on his reputation as "Heavenly Master" and "Elder Brother".
In just thirty years, he was promoted to three levels in a row.
From the ninth-grade camp manager to the sixth-grade prison commander, he can be imprisoned regardless of his strength or connections.
This day.
Sun Changsheng finished his training and entered the eighteenth-level prison with the token. According to the number, the blood essence and blood are extracted one by one. The human race collects less and the demon race collects more.
More than 100,000 prisoners quickly gathered into a pool of blood.
"With so much blood and essence from monks, if we had killed so many lives in the ordinary world, now we don't have to commit any crime of killing, and we don't have to violate the laws of nature. We can collect it every few days!"
"Master is indeed right, the end of the road is to be an official!" Sun Changsheng returned to the cave, opened his mouth and swallowed the blood pool into his belly.
The abdominal cavity has been made into a storage cave, with an area of several hundred feet, and has been filled with monks' essence and blood. Forty-eight thousand stone monkeys are floating in it. After finishing his daily routine, Sun Changsheng meditated.
At this time.
A message came from the Eastern Emperor Hua Yangzi.
The four emperors in heaven were the first to become true gods, and then lived in seclusion
Behind the scenes, not even the court came forward. Hua Yangzi came out of seclusion today to hold a Qian Nian True God celebration and invite Sun Changsheng to the banquet.
"The emperor invites me, so I have to go."
Sun Changsheng called his officials and asked the emperor what his hobbies were.
Niu Xiaowei said: "The Eastern Emperor's best is ancient scriptures, the longer the time, the better, or ancient magic and the like."
The Shinto stopped at the True God, and it was difficult to go further, and it was difficult to leave the Dongsheng Divine Continent and even think about ascending to the immortal world. Therefore, Hua Yangzi placed his hope in the ancient classics and understood the path beyond the True God on his own.
"Classical books..."
Sun Changsheng rolled his eyes and saw that there was a prisoner in the 18th floor of the Heavenly Prison, who might be hiding ancient scriptures.
"You will give me the eighteenth level token. I will visit fellow Daoist Xiangkong and ask him for a few volumes of classics.
The prisoners held in the eighteenth floor of the prison are all prisoners in the divine transformation stage, and their sentences are endless, and they will be imprisoned until they die.
The most famous among them are several demons who were once the leaders of the demon sect branches.
After the demon sect ascended to immortality, the remaining demons repeatedly rebelled against heaven, and after being suppressed several times, the orthodoxy was almost cut off. However, there are a few demon sects that are either intimidated by the power of heaven or have received guidance from their ancestors and abide by the laws of heaven.
From the devil's path to a side sect, even the exercises he practiced had additions, deletions and modifications.
However, if you want to investigate, there will always be crimes. The remaining branches of the demonic path, from top to bottom, are all imprisoned in the sky prison.
In order to prevent the devil from escaping, the formation tokens of the Eighteen-Level Prison are held separately by all the righteous gods in Tianlao, and can only be opened if they are activated at the same time.
When Niu Xiaowei and others heard this, they didn't think much and directly handed the token to Sun Changsheng.
This is not the first time this has happened. There have been no problems in the prison for thousands of years, and the rules set back then have become extremely loose. For example, if an official contacts a prisoner privately, it is also against the law of heaven. Nowadays, it has become subtle.
Riding the clouds and flying towards the Eastern Emperor's Palace, I met many righteous gods who had received the message and greeted them familiarly.
Not long after.
When they arrived at the Emperor's Palace, Sun Changsheng had already gathered around him hundreds of righteous gods, at least those with middle-level third-level positions.
When clouds fall, heavenly soldiers will lead the way.
After a while.
A roll call resounded throughout the palace: "Master Sun, a volume of the ancient Taoist scriptures."
When the gods who had already arrived heard this, they all showed strange expressions. It was said that the Celestial Master was best at digging graves, but now that he has been reincarnated, he still retains his craftsmanship.
Huayangzi sat upright, looking infinitely more majestic than a thousand years ago.
"Master Sun, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Emperor."
Sun Changsheng is sitting on the right side, and next to him is Gu Xiao, who is obviously an acquaintance specially arranged.
When the righteous gods arrive, the banquet officially begins.
Hua Yangzi said: "Back then, the Celestial Master liked fine wine the most. I spent hundreds of years searching the Divine Continent and obtained many thousand-year-old wines. Today I have taken them all out to congratulate the prosperity of Heaven and the return of the Celestial Master!"
The gods sang their promises in unison, and the heavenly soldiers came out one after another carrying wine jars.
Heaven has ruled the Divine Continent for thousands of years, and the strength of its heavenly soldiers is at least golden elixir. Judging from his shaky movements when carrying wine, he doesn't know how much wine there is in the jar.
Wow!
The heavenly soldiers poured out the wine, pouring it down like water from a lake.
The wine glass was also extraordinary. Several kilograms of wine was poured into it, but it was only just full.
Riding the clouds and flying towards the Eastern Emperor's Palace, I met many righteous gods who had received the message and greeted them familiarly.
Not long after.
When they arrived at the Emperor's Palace, Sun Changsheng had already gathered around him hundreds of righteous gods, at least those with middle-level third-level positions.
When clouds fall, heavenly soldiers will lead the way.
After a while.
A roll call resounded throughout the palace: "Master Sun, a volume of the ancient Taoist scriptures."
When the gods who had already arrived heard this, they all showed strange expressions. It was said that the Celestial Master was best at digging graves, but now that he has been reincarnated, he still retains his craftsmanship.
Huayangzi sat upright, with infinite majesty and majesty compared to a thousand years ago.
"Master Sun, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Emperor."
Sun Changsheng is sitting on the right side, and next to him is Gu Xiao, who is obviously an acquaintance specially arranged.
When the righteous gods arrive, the banquet officially begins.
Hua Yangzi said
Said: "Back then, the Celestial Master liked fine wine the most. I spent hundreds of years searching the Divine Continent and obtained many thousand-year-old wines. Today I took them all out to congratulate the prosperity of Heaven and congratulate the Celestial Master's return!"
The gods sang their promises in unison, and the heavenly soldiers came out one after another carrying wine jars.
Heaven has ruled the Divine Continent for thousands of years, and the strength of its heavenly soldiers is at least golden elixir. Judging from his shaky movements when carrying wine, he doesn't know how much wine there is in the altar.
Wow!
The heavenly soldiers poured out the wine, pouring it down like water from a lake.
The wine glass was also extraordinary. Several kilograms of wine was poured into it, but it was only just full.
Sun Changsheng couldn't help but admire: "He is indeed the True God of Return to the Void, one of the few giants in heaven. The wine used in this celebration alone can fill several large lakes."
The righteous gods sitting here are also extraordinary. They picked up thousands of kilograms of wine and drank it all with their heads raised.
The aroma of wine is overflowing and refreshing.
Sun Changsheng drank several drinks in a row, but he didn't use magic to resolve it, and he was actually a little tipsy.
“Good wine!”
Several heavenly soldiers were waiting beside him, and when the wine glass was empty, they immediately filled it up.
The banquet lasted for several days. Sun Changsheng let go of his drinking capacity and drank more than a dozen jars by himself. Not to mention the other delicious delicacies such as dragon liver and phoenix marrow, any of them would be of the highest quality in the mortal world.
At the end of the banquet, Sun Changsheng was extremely drunk and staggered out of the hall.
"Go back to Tianlao."
Soaring clouds flew more than two thousand miles in the mist. Suddenly, the magic power was not flowing smoothly. The clouds under his feet disappeared and his figure fell to the ground.
With a bang, it smashed through the palace.
Sun Changsheng scratched his head and looked around, but there were countless miraculous medicines.
"This is... the elixir palace of the Hubu Department?"
The Household Department is the most luxurious department in the Heavenly Court. It oversees all the spiritual mineral deposits in Dongsheng Shenzhou. It has the third subsidiary department of alchemy and talismans. It refines the collected spiritual objects and sells them to Zhengshen at the market price.
This is also one of the benefits of the Heavenly God. As long as you have enough incense and spiritual stones, you can buy any medicinal medicinal weapon.
"It is a serious crime to break into the Alchemy Palace without permission. You must leave quickly!"
Sun Changsheng's magic power started to work, and most of the alcohol smell immediately dissipated. Just as he was about to turn into a ray of light and leave, he caught a glimpse of the alchemy furnace standing in the palace.
The seven-color flames burned blazingly, and layers of restrictions blocked them, but they couldn't stop the furnace lid from beating continuously. It seems that what is being refined in the furnace is a living thing, which is constantly impacting the seal. Every time the furnace lid is opened, a rich fragrance of elixir and Buddha's light will overflow.
"Buddhist elixir?"
Sun Changsheng's thoughts changed, his eyes sparkled, and he looked inside along the gap in the furnace cover.
"There are actually relics in the furnace? Such a breath must have been left by some Arhat. How could such a spiritual mountain treasure appear in heaven?"
"No wonder the alchemy furnace keeps beating. Although the Arhat relic is a dead object, it still retains the will of Buddhism in life. I am afraid that the difficulty of forcibly refining it is comparable to fighting with immortals!"
When Sun Changsheng thought about this, he suddenly realized that he might have stumbled into a huge secret.
What is the difference between Heavenly Court daring to refine Arhat relics and rebelling against the three religions?
"Slip away, you can't be tainted by such things..."
Sun Changsheng used his magic skills to restore the leaky roof of the palace.
As a result, before Dunguang could fly out of the alchemy hall, a ray of Buddha's light caught him and forcibly pulled him into the alchemy furnace.
"what happened?"
Sun Changsheng subconsciously used his magic power, opened his mouth and spit out hundreds of talismans to protect himself, blocking the raging flames in the alchemy furnace. He looked up at the nearby Arhat relic and found that it was covered with cracks.
"This relic is about to die!"
Buzz!
There was a loud noise in the alchemy furnace, and the Arhat relics shattered into powder and turned into immeasurable Buddha's light that penetrated into Sun Changsheng's body.
Arhat's inheritance was so grand that Tianjun's physical body couldn't bear it and turned into powder in an instant. The countless top spiritual objects stored in the alchemy furnace are boiled by the spiritual fire to emit medicinal power, keeping Sun Changsheng's essence and soul alive in the inheritance.
After a while.
Sun Changsheng's shattered body was restored again, naked and naked. All the magical treasures and spiritual objects collected and stored over the years were crushed into fly ash for the inheritance of Buddhism.
Only the blood pool and the stone monkey in the belly could barely maintain themselves. Under the constant washing of the Buddha's light, they merged into one body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
boom!
Sun Changsheng's body collapsed again, then recovered a moment later, and the cycle continued.
Hundreds of times, I finally managed to bear the Arhat relic.
at the same time.
The pool of blood in his belly had disappeared and all merged into the stone monkeys. The original lifelike stone statues came to life one by one, turning into 48,000 monkey-shaped blood shadows with self-awareness.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Familiar voices awakened Sun Changsheng from his confusion. "Children, are you finally resurrected?"
Hearing this, the blood shadows nodded one after another, shouted "King", and jumped into Sun Changsheng's body one by one, like a baby swallow returning to its nest and merging with him. With each blood shadow blending in, Sun Changsheng's magic power increased by one point. The originally immortal ape body gradually turned into a blood shadow that seemed virtual and real. In this state, the physical body and the soul merged very quickly.
When blood and shadow merge.
The Arhat inheritance has not stopped. Infinite Buddha's light poured into Sun Changsheng's body, and dense golden textures appeared in the body of the blood shadow. It seemed chaotic and disorderly, but if you look carefully, it turned out to be volumes of Buddhist scriptures.
After a long time.
Sun Changsheng merged with the 48,000 blood shadows, and his body changed from empty to solid, and returned to the body of a red ape.
Sensing the near-infinite power within his body, Sun Changsheng gently clenched his fists into the void, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared, which he could break with just a little force.
Roar!
They looked up to the sky and roared, and the demonic energy surged into the sky.
Sun Changsheng caressed the center of his brow, and at some point he engraved a ten-thousand-character mark. He circulated the golden mana in his body, and a Buddhist halo suddenly appeared behind his head. The whole body exuded extremely rich Buddha light. Golden lotuses bloomed in the sky, and bursts of Zen chanting could be heard.
"Pindao is based on Taoism, integrates the devil's 48,000 blood gods, and refines Arhat relics
"The three religions are united, Buddha and devil are one, and they will eventually become immortals!"
Sun Changsheng jumped out of the alchemy furnace and stood naked in the air, his red hair burning like flames.
