The Book of Heavenly Demons is the fundamental book of the Self-Transformation Heaven. It is broad, profound, and all-encompassing. For Zhou Ji, this book only contains a few words. In addition to the basic skills for getting started, he only has two small magical powers: "Erosion of Truth" and "Broken Truth". , but it was best for him. Haste makes waste. Just like the path chosen for him, it was interconnected and pointed directly to the supreme devil. He only had to go step by step to catch up with his predecessors. The untouched peak is far away from the demon king Bo Xun, and it has become an important chess piece in the chess game. This is his fate and his only chance.
In front of the three girls Ji, Du and Wen, Zhou Ji never mentioned the opportunity to leave. After the fierce battle, he went to the Daluo Heavenly Tent to rest for a while, drink and have fun, relax his tense body and mind, and occasionally give some advice when he was interested. . Du Qianjie's Taoism is still shallow, and he has more than enough intention but not enough strength. He can only keep it in his heart for later, and slowly understand it in the future. After a while, he has achieved enlightenment and enlightenment. He uses the demons as whetstones, works bravely and diligently, and his cultivation is rising rapidly. As for the girl Wen Xun, her qualifications are mediocre. She is just a concubine and a doting concubine. She is ignorant and misses the opportunity. She has not benefited as much as Ji and Du, and she is not without depression.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Zhou Ji used the skills of breaking the truth to kill the demon general, swept through thousands of armies, stepped on countless corpses, and finally arrived in front of the demon palace.
The Demon Palace is as towering as a mountain. The two portals are more than a thousand feet high. The rough and complicated demon patterns appear and disappear, circling and changing. The demon flames are burning, and the cold air blows towards the face, sharp as a sword. Zhou Ji is fearless. , a demon core as big as a goose egg in the dantian was beating lively, and the demon flames swept fiercely, but could not sweep into the three feet in front of him.
He slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door of the Demon Palace. The tentacles were changing rapidly, and the demon patterns were like living things, pouring into his body. Without thinking, Zhou Ji's demon core trembled, and he used the magic patterns to break the magic patterns. With a muffled groan, he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and slowly pushed open the giant door thousands of feet high with both hands.
The hall is deep and dark, and it is completely empty. There is not a beam or a pillar in sight. When you step into the hall, you are like a tiny ant in a vast building, unable to tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
At the end of the field of vision, a glimmer of light lit up. In an instant, the light shone brightly, illuminating the outline of the Throne of Bones and Thorns. A graceful woman sat on it, her face blurred, and she rested her forehead on her hands. Her eyes traveled through the distant time and space and fell on Zhou Ji. . Her expression moved slightly, she straightened up, nodded to him, and motioned for him to come forward.
After finally meeting the real master, Zhou Ji's mind was filled with countless thoughts and speculations, all of which were extinguished one by one. He stepped forward, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the Demon Palace for a long time.
The demonic core in the Dantian suddenly stopped trembling and became as silent as a chill. Zhou Ji stepped forward step by step. After walking for more than ten steps, he suddenly figured out something and said with a smile: "But he transformed into Zi Zaitian, the daughter of the Demon King Bo Xun?"
The woman stood up, greeted each other hand in hand, and said softly: "Li An has met Taoist friend, what do you call him?"
One thought became a devil, one thought became a Buddha. The daughter of the devil king Bo Xun, named Li An, took refuge in the Buddha with bodhicitta. It turned out that this was not a rumor spread by rumors, but it was actually true. The Buddha's Dharma is boundless, but what is real is imaginary, and what is imaginary is real. The Tathagata Buddha placed this hidden seed in the sky of his transformation. Is Demon King Bo Xun clear about it? Zhenru can use this secret to create a new world under Bo Xun's nose, drive many demon generals, and provide him with the resources to practice demon skills. He must be an incarnation of the Tathagata of the Great Leiyin Temple in Xitian Lingshan!
All the clues pointed to the same place. Zhou Ji breathed a long sigh of relief. Since Tathagata did not reveal the details to Li An, he did not explain it clearly. He smiled and said: "My name is Qi Jia. I come from the Shikong Continent in the Xuandu Sea. I have the truth. Following the guidance of the master, I practice the Heavenly Demon Book, and today I am able to see Taoist friend Li An face to face, which can be said to be a blessing for three lifetimes. Thanks to my Taoist friends for their secret support, I have achieved today’s achievements. I am deeply grateful for the virtue of helping each other. Even though my strength is small, I will be rewarded in the future. .”
He called himself Qijia of Xuanduhai Shikongzhou, and there was no difference in Li An. She walked forward slowly, stood firm on her heels, and said slowly: "This is the result of past causes and conditions. At the request of Master Zhenru, I will give you all the details." The power of Taoism has nothing to do with fellow Taoists. Fellow Taoists have practiced the two truths of "Eclipse" and "Broken", and the demonic power has just been achieved. It is gratifying and congratulatory. The future is long, and the place of understanding is not far away. There is no need for me to talk too much, and I will never be there again. If you live up to the master's trust, you can succeed and retire. Whether this world exists or is destroyed is up to fellow Taoists to decide."
"What is survival and what is destruction?"
Li An wrote lightly: "I created something out of nothing, and used this 'Tian Mo Palace' to develop demons and demon generals, and achieve this world..." Zhou Ji felt something when he heard this. It turned out that this magnificent hall was called "Tian Mo Palace", and Li An took this as his name. The palace divides the heaven and the earth and creates a realm. What kind of magical means is this? Even the palace masters in the heaven are waiting for it, and they can't catch it!
"... and attract monks from the three realms of Qiyao, Lu Li, and Yunmu to come in, rely on the oases, and thrive. There is no shortage of useful talents among them. If fellow Taoists do not want to stay in this realm, they can draw out the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron, sweep away the evil spirit, and enlighten the ethnic groups in the three oases. , I brought her back to Da Yingzhou, and I withdrew from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Heaven and earth became one, and this world was naturally like a dream, annihilating all traces of the past, present, and future, as if it had never existed in this vast world."
Annihilating all traces and leaving no future troubles is naturally the best strategy, but listening to Li An's tone, it seems that he has a hidden agenda and is not willing to wipe out this world casually. Zhou Ji asked: "What if we leave this world behind?"
Li An was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "The future is unpredictable, and it is difficult to know the blessings and disasters. Leaving this world as a retreat will not be in vain for my hard work to create the world." Zhou Ji heard a faint hint of reluctance, and Li An hid it. Demon King Bo Xun evolved this world, and the price he paid was probably unusually high. It would be a pity to kill him. She seemed to have the intention of entrusting this world to herself.
After a pause, Li An said again: "The Heavenly Demon Palace cannot stay for a long time. Fellow Taoists must refine a natal magic weapon as soon as possible to support this world. Only then can this world be preserved and move freely."
Zhou Ji sighed: "It's so rare to have a natal magic weapon comparable to the 'Tianmo Palace'!"
Li An said: "It doesn't need to be compared to the 'Heavenly Demon Palace'. It's difficult to open up everything, but it's easy to maintain it. Is there a treasure beside me that I can take a look at?"
Zhou Ji lowered his head and thought that he was not a "Taoist with many treasures". Apart from the four-horse chariot that traveled around the sky, the only thing left was the five-color divine light sickle. He hesitated for a moment, pulled out the long sickle from his spine, and laughed at himself: "I have nothing. Only this sickle has been with me all these years, and I cherish it."
A bit of innate chaotic energy differentiates the five elements and creates the Maurya King's Dharmakaya. His bones are refined into a five-color divine light sickle, with a beak as the tip, the head as the blade, and the spine as the handle. The five divine lights of green, yellow, red, black, and white illuminate and disappear. The reincarnation is dyed with a layer of gray power of nirvana. Li An was moved by it and said softly: "In the past, the Tathagata Buddha achieved endless nirvana between the two sal trees. The so-called permanent and impermanent, happiness and no happiness, self and selflessness, purity and impurity, this five-color divine light sickle is supreme. The enlightenment of Buddhism can be a tool of destiny to support this world!"
