MTL - Cultivation Is Like This-v3 Chapter 814 The three of us are too strong

  Chapter 814 The three of us are too strong

  In front of the boundary marker, facing Lu Bei's questions, Shi Wuchang knew everything he wanted to say, especially the information about Tianwailou, and he had all the tricks before he was asked.

Lu Bei was not very interested in the so-called Tianwailou, and Abi Temple only mentioned it in a word, but he was very interested in the Moon-Hiding Acacia Sect next door. Hearing that the female Bodhisattva there was very beautiful, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions. .

  I still want to go and have a look.

  No other meaning, he has a friend who is lacking in stamina, and asked him to help him go to the Acacia Sect to get a skill book for increasing stamina.

  After chatting about the surrounding forces, Shi Wuchang took the initiative to mention the recent situation of Tianwailou. The five cities and twelve mountains are not very peaceful, and many hidden old devils have mixed in.

  Lu Bei was taken aback when he heard the words, and wondered: "Why, a strange treasure was born in your Waitianlou site, which attracted this bunch of flies?"

   Is there any strange treasure, do you have no points in mind?

  Shi Wuchang was disdainful, looked at his nose with his eyes, and looked at his heart with his nose, pretending to be ignorant.

  He is an inexperienced landlord, a rising star in the Far West, but still a very mediocre kind, how dare he give pointers to the old-timers.

   Lu Bei thought about it, and touched his chin subconsciously.

"interesting!"

Yinglong clarified the time and place when the secret realm of the Far West appeared. Not many people know about it. Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, considering that the content of two or five children in the four elephants is extremely high, almost 100%, Qinglong knows today, Ji Ji tomorrow. The emperor knew that the demon emperor would appear in the day after tomorrow, and it was normal for the news of the secret realm to spread.

   As one of the executors of this mission, Lu Bei knew that he was very tight-lipped, and he was not a slanderer spreading gossip. The person who spread the news and attracted the old demons to gather together could only be one of Qinglong, Baihu, and Suzaku.

  Of course, there's a possibility that all three of them are talking outside.

  Who revealed the information is not important, the key is the purpose of summoning so many demons.

  If Qinglong leaks the information, it is very likely to stir up the muddy water; if it is Baihu, the Far West is his territory, and it is reasonable to block the two colleagues; if it is Suzaku...

  Lu Bei thought of Yinglong's mission statement, razing the secret realm, destroying the bones and turning ashes, all living beings will be wiped out, even if it is an egg, it must be shaken until it turns yellow, and then a pot of egg drop soup will be cooked.

   As a newcomer, Lu Bei participated in the Sixiang-level team building for the first time. He didn't know how deep the water in the secret realm was, but he was very satisfied with Suzaku's preparations.

   In the event of an unknown situation, teammates go first.

  In some cases, the more teammates the better.

  However, because Suzaku is the teammate that Suzaku has found, Bao Buqi has already formed an alliance. If they meet in a secret realm, they don't need to be merciless and kill them directly.

  Thinking of this, Lu Bei sent a voice transmission to Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan, explaining the stakes.

  Tu Yuan has a dog leg, and his loyalty to Lu Bei is full. There is no doubt about receiving the order. Otherwise, Gu Zongchen asked a slightly stupid question.

   "What should we do if we meet outside the secret world?"

   "You don't need to think about it, just kill it!" Lu Bei sneered, and turned to look behind.

   "Amitabha~~~"

  In the sky above the mountain road, the sound of Zen is faint, and in the Buddha's light, there are eight phantoms that seem to exist or not.

  The twelve red-clothed monks were divided into two rows. The front row held banners, the back row knocked on wooden fish mouths and recited scriptures. A thin old monk walked with his hands clasped at the end.

  Two white eyebrows drooped, and his haggard face was cold and hard, like a lacquered wood carving, with a faint cold light.

  A face is half black and half white. I don't know if it's a birthmark or some kind of magic skill. The black face is compassionate, and the white face is evil.

  Abi Temple, ugly face Buddha.

   "Old Na Shiwu, I have met some benefactors."

The ugly-faced Buddha walked up to the people, with a black and white face half smiling and half crying: "I came from Abi Temple. I passed by here and saw evil spirits, and I felt something in my heart. There is no doubt that a great demon was born. Can some benefactors point out the way and tell me Where is the devil, I can also go and surrender."

   "..." x3

  Lu Bei: Talking nonsense with your eyes open, how can there be a devil, the bald donkey put this thief and shouted catch the thief?

  Gu Zongchen: The devil is in my heart, and I am the devil.

  Tu Yuan: My old lady is super brave!

   "The younger generation, Tianwailou Shi Wuchang, visited the old Buddha, and heard that the old Buddha's dharma is coming, so he made a special trip to wait here."

Shi Wuchang's expression changed, he stepped forward with his hands clasped, and said respectfully and politely: "These three seniors happened to be passing by, and they were not demons. The junior dared to say that the evil spirit that the old Buddha saw should refer to the Heavenly City. These days, demons gather. It’s never been peaceful.”

Shi Wuchang didn't say any provocative remarks, too many times, he can't get on the stage, even centenarians and girls can't be fooled in the far west, let alone old ghosts on both sides, he dares to provoke dissension, and both sides dare to burn yellow paper to worship brother.

  Take his head as a vote!

   Therefore, he corrected his attitude and waited for the two sides to fight.

  Shi Wuchang is ready to run away, everything is ready, the only thing missing is a bad mouth.

"That bald donkey with a yin and yang face, tell me who is the devil, have you ever seen such a handsome devil?" Lu Bei stepped forward with a lewd face, bursting open the early stage of fusion powerful momentum.

  Shi Wuchang took a few steps back silently, and then took a few steps back. As expected of an old monster who has practiced for many years, his arrogance never disappoints him.

   "It's good, it's good, the benefactor is very evil. I have a few scriptures, which can suppress the evil thoughts in my heart, and I ask the benefactor to listen to me."

  The ugly-faced Buddha held a rosary in his hand, glanced over the four of them, ignored Shi Wuchang, paused slightly on Lu Bei and Tu Yuan, and finally placed it on Gu Zongchen.

  Gu Zongchen just smiled slightly, and when the ugly face Buddha recited the Buddhist scriptures, he also returned the Buddhist scriptures.

  In an instant, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, golden lights filled the sky and earth, and bursts of sandalwood refreshed the heart.

The two eminent monks fought, the sound of the Buddha was like thunder, and the precious light soared into the sky. Every time the two uttered a word, golden characters appeared. It was solemn and solemn.

  Different from Gu Zongchen's calmness, the Ugly Faced Buddha was able to fight back and forth at first, but gradually his brows were sweating, his wry smile was full of sorrow, and finally his whole body trembled and exploded into golden light with a bang.

  The monk's robe was no longer attached, and fell to the ground empty.

  The twelve red-clothed monks scattered with the wind, which is also an illusion.

   What's going on, this is the end?

  Shi Wuchang stopped and stepped back, and stepped forward silently, maintaining a low-key little transparency.

  According to the information he has in hand, the monks at Abi Temple are notoriously angry, especially the ugly-faced Buddha Shiwu who passed away a hundred years ago, and the fierce monk who took off his clothes when he couldn't say a word.

  Although I took it off this time, but...the way to do it was wrong.

  Shi Wuchang reassessed, feeling that he had underestimated the three of Lu Bei before, and the ugly face Buddha proved with his strength that these three were stronger than he imagined.

   "Tsk tsk, the bald donkeys here are too cautious. They turn away when they disagree with each other. The demons will not descend. They don't look down on life and death. Are they still monks?"

   Lu Bei glanced at the monk's robe and pointed it out, shaking it into powder. The Ugly Faced Buddha didn't come at the beginning, so he sent a clone to find out the truth.

  Too goofy.

   Everyone in the Far West is arrogant and domineering?

  Shi Wuchang and Ugly Faced Buddha's behavior style gave Lu Bei a new understanding of the Far West. He looked at Gu Zongchen and then at Tu Yuan.

   The three of us are really strong!

  The three of them continued to walk together. The situation like the Ugly Faced Buddha would only happen repeatedly in the secret realm.

   No way, we have to break up.

   Lu Bei counted the hole cards on his body and was full of confidence. Another Jiang Suxin would be able to persuade him to ascend, and decisively kicked Gu Zongchen out of the team, leaving Tu Yuan by his side.

  As for Shi Wuchang...

   Lu Bei thought about it, and brought it with him, the local gang would definitely come in handy.

The vision on the side of the boundary monument has attracted a lot of attention, because it is a place in the far west, and no monks are foolish enough to come to check it out in person, or do divination, or sacrifice magic weapons. .

  Lu Bei took Tu Yuan and Shi Wuchang away, and turned the latter into Gu Zongchen's black-bald appearance. As for Gu Zongchen himself, he can go wherever he likes, don't forget to go to work tomorrow.

  Gu Zongchen stepped out and disappeared without a trace. The golden light blocked the inspection, and all the sights were hazy and blurred.

  The Buddha in the world is powerful, and the Heavenly City seems to be a gathering of demons, but if anyone can break arms with him, most likely it will be for nothing.

  …

  Night, deep mountain, fire.

  Gu Zongchen sat cross-legged on the green grass, with a bonfire lit in front of him, a scripture book in his hand, and silently flipped through it.

   "It's finally out!"

Lu Dong turned into a black mist, occupying half of Gu Zongchen's face. The yin and yang appearance was exactly the same as the ugly Buddha in the daytime. He said angrily, "Little monk, why did you stop me during the day and told you to follow that woman? You just follow, I'm afraid I won't kill you."

   "The color is a bone-scraping steel knife. The benefactor Lu is obsessed with obsession, and he will suffer from it if his mind is uncertain. Although you are with him...in short, pink skulls, white bones and flesh." Gu Zongchen frowned.

  Speaking of it, he didn't quite understand it. When Lu Bei cut out his magic thoughts, his six sense organs should be pure. This body only seeks longevity and has no worldly desires.

  However, he is not stingy with meat and vegetables, and he has all the desires that ordinary people have. Not only did he not cut them out, but he also magnified them infinitely due to his strength.

   Weird!

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

  Lu Dong laughed heartily, somewhat disdainful: "What nonsense is the monk talking about? He is him and I am me. How can they be compared? I really think I can't be good at sex?"

   Gu Zongchen didn't speak, but looked at Lu Dong through Lu Bei, it was true.

   "It's ridiculous, I asked you to follow that woman not because of her beauty, but because of the man next to her." Lu Dong said in a deep voice.

  Gu Zongchen's heart tightened, recalling the scene when they met during the day, and thinking about it carefully, the young man's eyebrows were flying, and his appearance was good, he could be called a dragon and phoenix among people.

   "If I read correctly, he is Lu Xi!"

   "Lu Xi?!"

   "That's right, you've seen the east, the south, and the north, and now this Lu Xi..."

  Lu Dong pondered for a moment, organized his words, and gave a pertinent evaluation: "He is really a waste. Look at his low appearance, he is even more Lu Bei than Lu Bei."

  Gu Zongchen opened his mouth and gathered in the southeast and northwest, there was no place for him at all.

   "Who is the benefactor Lu, and why can you cut out your demonic thoughts?" Gu Zongchen couldn't help asking, this doubt has troubled him for a long time.

  Lu Donghe and Lu Xi are nothing more than that, the key is that Lu Nan, who was born with great supernatural powers.

  Gu Zongchen remembers that Lu Dong once explained that Lu Nan was purely lucky, and only by picking up a ready-made bargain can he achieve the supreme magic power of today. If Lu Dong was born one step earlier, he would be fine with him.

  But Gu Zongchen doesn't think so, he firmly believes that Lu Bei is the reincarnation of an immortal, and there must be a great cause and effect in the previous life.

   Otherwise, why is it that other people's demon-slaying thoughts are mediocre, but Lu Bei's demon-slaying thoughts go straight to the heavenly demon realm, and he is an extraterritorial heavenly demon at birth.

  There must be something strange in this!

   "The Demon Slaying Sutra should be handed down by the previous generation of great supernatural powers in the Heavenly Demon Realm..."

  Lu Dong speculated: "It's useless to talk now, go to Lu Xi quickly, that kid is too useless, while he is still weak, I will find a way to swallow him, I am strong, and you will be strong."

  Gu Zongchen ignored him, Lu Dong jumped up and down in a hurry, forcibly seized control of his body, and was suppressed after three steps.

  ——

  Tianxiacheng.

  This place is the site of Tianwailou, one of the five cities and twelve mountains. There is also a pagoda in the city, which is one of the killers' camps.

  At the end of the alley where no one cares, the lights of the Red Gate compound are extinguished.

  In the courtyard, Xing Li, who had been eaten and wiped clean, lay down in a large font, his eyes turned white, and his hands and feet twitched occasionally.

   He didn't foam at the mouth, he really didn't have a drop left.

  Jing Xinwu stood aside, with a beautiful body, covered in the light of stars and moons, her skin whiter than the bright moon.

  She glanced at Xing Li indifferently, thinking to herself that this man was so talented that it made her tasteless, and she couldn't stop it for a while.

  Unfortunately, the cultivation base is still a bit low, and it should be scrapped after a few times of use.

   "Get up, don't pretend to be dead."

Jing Xin lifted her jade feet lightly, and stepped on Xing Li's face. Against the backdrop of her little black face, she could hold her beautiful feet softly and softly, and her crystal clear toes were as delicate as pink peach petals. , but also playful and cute.

  Xing Li opened his eyes, and under the illumination of the moonlight, his gaze swept all the way, along his straight long legs, and made a golden-faced Buddha.

  Jing Xinwu's face was flushed, and she slid her toes and stepped on wooden characters: "It's no wonder that disciple in this seat loves you so much, and you are willing to pick it up if you want. There are indeed merits."

  Xing said with a serious face: "Grand Master, I just did my duty as a disciple and grandson, and it was Master who did it first."

   "Stop smiling in front of me, she is controlled by you, there must be other reasons."

  Jing Xin Wushuang eyes red and lowered his head, looked at Xing Li's eyes, a cloud of fragrant wind accompanied by unspeakable temptation, blew on Xing Li's face: "Tell me, what opportunity did you get to break the secret law inheritance of the Hehuan sect."

   Xing Li was dizzy, Aba Aba was drooling, he didn't know the left sentence, and he was wronged by the right sentence.

   "It's pretty hard!"

  Jing Xinwu sneered, his eyes were red as if dripping blood, and when he pulled hard, it was a deep kiss.

  Between words and tongues, Jing Xinwu, the ancestor of the Yinyue Hehuan Sect, invoked the secret method of yin and yang.

  The so-called Hidden Moon Acacia Sect has never been a serious sect.

  At first glance, it seems that the inheritance of the Way of Yin and Yang points directly to the supreme mental method of the Taoist school, and it is indeed the case, but Jing Xinwu tampered with the inheritance of the exercises, leaving a back door that only he knew about.

  In the entire Zheyue Acacia Sect, all the disciples are furnace tripods. They use relatively gentle means of raising Gu to cultivate excellent furnace tripods, and finally she personally picks them up.

  Even her direct disciple, the current patriarch Gongsun, could not escape fate, and was adopted several times without knowing it.

  Jing Xin did not guess that Xing Li also found a loophole, and plugged it up with a chance, so that he turned against the guest and suppressed Gongsun. If he hadn't discovered it early, given time, Xing Li would definitely break away from the control of the inheritance.

  The dark sea of ​​consciousness is boundless, really like a pitch-black sea, the waves are beating, and the stormy waves are all black and sticky.

  Jing Xinwu walked barefoot, Yuanshen turned into fluttering white clothes, and looked at this strange scene that had never been seen before in doubt.

   After a while, she looked happy, and she looked forward to the opportunity Xing Li got.

  A ray of red light shot out, overcoming the thorns and thorns, parting the black sea and rumbling to both sides.

  At the end of the sea and sky, a figure slowly approached.

  Xing Li is wearing a black mist robe, his eyes are divided into yin and yang, and the sleeves of his arms are rolling the yin and yang two-color swimming fish, his whole body is unpredictable. The invisible robe drags and tugs up to the sky and down to the ground, and the black and white colors are indeterminate.

  What a weird soul!

  Jing Xinwu frowned slightly, but didn't think too much about it. It's still the same sentence, which has to be inherited by her and controlled by her for life.

   A small period of crossing the catastrophe can't turn the sky!

  She stepped out in front of Xing Li, clasped her neck with five fingers, spread out the soul search method, and searched in Xing Li's memory.

  Unexpectedly, Xing Li, who was in his early twenties, didn’t have many memories, and it was pitifully few in just two years.

   At the first glance, Jing Xinwu saw a fair face, with delicate features, and at first glance, he looked like a top-quality furnace.

   "Who is this man?"

   At the second glance, in a dark world with no sky and no earth, a **** sun spans the sky, and there is a supreme statue sitting on top of the sun, looking down with ten eyes, sweeping away countless creatures with its hands.

  Jing Xin Wuxin was frightened and terrified, his soul felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, he only felt a biting cold hit his heart, a deep fear was planted, and the soul without substance was frightened to the point of being unable to move.

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

  Xing grabbed Rou Ning tightly, and slowly moved it away: "What, the master who faces the Heavenly Demon Realm, do you think that the soul is going to die?"

  Jing Xin was horrified, Xing Li unexpectedly escaped her control.

   "There is no control in the first place, how can we get rid of it."

  Xing Li raised his hand and nodded: "I, no, I know what you are thinking."

  He put all five fingers together, and slammed into Jing Xinwu's chest: "You woman, you are so courageous, you dare to break into the territory of heavenly demons from outside the territory, and I am worthy of bowing down and pretending to be deceived by your beauty."

  Jing Xin was even more frightened unintentionally, trying to get out of the sea of ​​consciousness with frequent means.

"Don't waste your energy. With your meager cultivation, do you really think you're still alive when you see his true face?" Xing Li's eyes lit up. In a word, seven truths and three falsehoods, at the moment Jing Xinwu's mind loosened, he waited. The long-standing black and white colors are submerged.

  Clatter——

  The sea of ​​black consciousness crashed against the shore, and everything returned to normal.

   After a while, Jing Xinwu safely withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and returned to her physical body. She loosened the torture and wiped the fluid from her mouth: "So that's how it is. I thought it was a great chance to protect the primordial spirit with a magic soldier."

  While she was speaking, her eyes suddenly became cloudy, and the yin and yang of her eyes became silent.

   "Gravekeeper Baihu, Bi Yuewu..."

   "Suzaku and Xuanwu are here, and the secret realm can be entered tomorrow with an ink token..."

Jing Xinwu spread her hands, and more than 20 tokens with ink characters were suspended in the air. The corners of her mouth curled up: "Lu Bei, Lu Bei, you shouldn't have come to the Far West. I didn't expect to kill you! So easy."

  Twenty rays of light flew into the night sky, like shooting stars across the arc.

   "What Lu Nan and Lu Dong are all trash!"

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

   I have symptoms, and it’s okay so far. I’m not confused. I can recognize the mouse and keyboard.

   It’s only 5,000 words today, so you don’t need to feel sorry for the boss who booked the book. This book is not reserved, it’s a purely limited and free activity.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)