Evolution of the heavens

Chapter 221 Stove
Whoosh!

Chaos energy permeated outside Zhenwu Palace, and a dilapidated palace gradually approached here.

And there was a very weak lotus lamp that released nine faint colors, cut through the chaotic airflow, and fell into the palm of Lu Ya in the chaotic Zhenwu Palace.

"Mysterious girl..."

Holding the Nine Treasures Lotus Lantern in his hand, a faint sadness flickered in Lu Ya's eyes.

Sigh.

The great emperor of the Taiyi series is too powerful.

What's more, the middle-aged man also proved to be the Jade Emperor.

Even Xuannv, the world's number one female titan who kills and fights, holds a nine-treasure lotus lantern and leans against the Tongming Temple, but still ends up with a broken temple and a broken lamp, and her life and death are unknown.

In a world of great strife, everyone wants to fight for the infinite position of heaven and earth.

However, this person has already sat on it.

So what?

Lu Ya's eyes were dark, and he looked at the Zhenwu Palace where he was.

"I don't know if the mysterious girl died, maybe she fell, but the poor is still alive. Since I still live between the heaven and the earth, I live in the Zhenwu Palace. In my soul consciousness, there is still a fairy god fruit that can lead to the heavens. "Fengshen Bang"."

He looked up to the outside of the chaos, and he could vaguely see the 33rd heaven in the fairy world, as if he was asking himself, and he was also interrogating:
"Can the Jade Emperor have such good fortune as Pindao?"

A man who lives between heaven and earth and has such a great fortune, if he can't make a great achievement, wouldn't it be a pity for God to favor him so much.

What about the Jade Emperor, the Great Emperor of Proverbs, and the Jade Emperor?
"As long as I don't die, I can prove the true martial arts, and I will be the same emperor. The Jade Emperor and Zhenwu, who is stronger or weaker, is unknown yet."

Lu Ya was determined.

And aroused the astonishing fighting spirit.

God!

Must testify to the great emperor.

Greatness!

He must continue to fight!
He looked at the status of Emperor Zhenwu in the sea of ​​consciousness.

And the Northern Zhenwu Zhetian Zao Diao Banner.

Streams of messages and ancient words, entangled like water, rippled from the sea of ​​mind.

[Northern Zhenwu Zhetian soap carving flag (remnant)]

【Lack of flagpole】

[This flag is a weapon for Emperor Zhenwu to become enlightened]

……

【Fruit Status: Emperor Zhenwu】

[Personality level: Taiyi]

【Personal predecessor: Xuantian Zhenwu (deceased)】

[Incumbent person: vacant and unoccupied]

[Personality Origin: Self-cultivated by Xuantian Zhenwu]

[Refinement method: Use yourself to transform into Emperor Zhenwu, follow the content of Emperor Zhenwu's treasure, and complete the evolution event, you can refine this Fruit Status]

Emperor Zhenwu Baogao
Zhentian Shunyuan, the leader of teaching Buddhism

Cultivation and Enlightenment, Extremely Fantastic

Cover the sky and block out the sun, lead alone

Megatron Three Realms, Command True Martial Arts

Evolution Event [Block out the sky and block out the sun, lead alone]

After a great emperor became enlightened, he used the Northern Zhenwu Shading Heaven Soap Carving Flag to cover the heavens once, blocking the glory of that great emperor's enlightenment for 33 years, and occupied the Taiyi Fighting Avenue here. After success, he was promoted to the status of Zhenwu Great Emperor.

"Blocking a great emperor's enlightened glory for 33 years, occupying the Dou Zhan Dao..."

Lu Ya said to himself:

"So, the Jade Emperor's attainment of the Dao ahead of time has actually fulfilled some of the conditions for me to be promoted to Zhenwu. On the contrary, without this great emperor in front, Zhenwu would not have been able to achieve it."

"And the crux of the problem lies in the restoration of the Shading Soap Eagle Flag..."

Lu Ya's mind flashed, and the sky-covering soap carving flag appeared in his hand:
"Still missing the flagpole?"

He turned to look at the lotus lantern in his right hand.

"This Nine Treasures Lotus Lantern is also a weapon of the Great Emperor. It contains the laws of the Great Emperor Taiyi, and it is also the law in the Tongming Palace. It has the power to illuminate the heavens. On the contrary, the purpose of the sky-covering soap carving flag is to cover the heavens. The power of the sky, the two are opposite..."

"But if you use the power of the poor Taiji martial arts to integrate light, darkness, yin and yang..."

Lu Ya sighed in his heart.

"You should also need something that can smelt the two things, preferably a stove."

Although he can't be called a great master in the way of refining weapons, he still knows a little bit. If you want to refine weapons, the most important thing is fire.

Think of the stove.

Lu Ya looked at the other things in Zhenwu Palace.

One is the "Tianhe Dingdi Divine Precious Iron" that Tianpeng Zhenjun exchanged with him.

One is the "Chunyang Old Sword" given to him by the old man in Tsing Yi from Tiancao Palace.

These two things are enlightenment weapons with two fruit positions.

One is related to the fruit status of Monkey King, and the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel" can be cast with Tianhe Dingdi Shenzhenzhen Iron, and the other can be cast with the "Chunyang Sword" of Lu Dongbin, the founder of Chunyang.

"Whether it's refining the Zhenwu Zhetian Zao Diao Banner, or refining the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and the Pure Yang Sword, you need a furnace."

A thought flashed in Lu Ya's mind:

"Even my incarnation of Monkey King may have to go through the fire to plant a golden lotus in the fire and bloom a real flower."

Heartfelt sympathy.

The stone monkey who can invisibly connect to the other side of time and space.

Still standing upright.

Leaning on a sky iron rod.

It can be felt that with the continuous improvement of Lu Ya's Taoism, his name taboo has completely occupied Monkey King's body, which is completely his incarnation.

He could feel the life essence in the stone monkey's body, which had been stimulated.

How long has it been since Lu Ya placed the stone monkey in that ghost world?
Don't look at the fairyland, only more than 1 years have passed.

You have to know that the time ratio between the earth and the fairyland is a day-to-year gap, not to mention, the time ratio between the ghost and the earth is more than ten years.

Calculated in this way, the stone monkeys have been placed there for nearly 1000 million years.

But still can't shed the stone skin, come back to life in the true sense, and become the golden fairy and the great sage equal to heaven.

Perhaps, it was really as Lu Ya thought.

If Sun Wukong wants to become the Monkey King, he should go to the stove for a while.

"If you think about it this way, the gossip stove of Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun is a necessary condition for my future achievements. Zhenwu Zhetian soap carving flag needs a stove, and the melting of weapons also needs a stove. Even monkeys Survival from death also requires a stove."

Lu Ya looked at the fairy world leisurely with his eyes:
"But who owns the gossip stove, or whether it has already been born, is still a question."

Bagua furnace.

Laojun's alchemy furnace.

It is very likely that it is equivalent to the relationship between the Nine Treasures Lotus Lantern and the Tongming Palace, the Emperor Tian Yuxi and the Lingxiao Palace, and it may be opened with the appearance of the Tushita Palace.

"Let's put Laojun's alchemy furnace in the back row first. After all, I'm not yet at the critical moment for the promotion of Monkey King and Emperor Zhenwu."

Lu Ya was thinking about it.

"But right now, the third road of immortality, Patriarch Chunyang, is the path I have chosen. To prove this path, Patriarch Chunyang in the list of gods is still there, but the weapon of enlightenment, the 'Chunyang Sword', But it must be cast successfully."

"Unless, the Conferred God List can be found in the heavens, just like looking for the Devil-Breaking Sword, you can also find the original Pure Yang Sword."

Thoughts move slightly.

Then let the Fengshen list search.

hum!
Primordial Qi is constantly beating on the list of gods.

"Looking for the Pure Yang Sword..."

"First search failed."

"Keep searching."

"The second search failed..."

Lu Ya was not disappointed. It took him a lot of time to find that strange world and the demon-breaking sword, the enlightenment weapon of the ancestor of the demon master.

"However, we can't completely pin our hopes on the list of gods. After all, the Chunyang sword is only a weapon of the gods. It does not have the ability of immortality. It is very likely to be lost or destroyed in the years."

He said to himself:

"It seems that we have to prepare with both hands. On the one hand, use the list of gods to search for the Pure Yang Sword in the Ten Thousand Realms. On the other hand, it is best for me to prepare a furnace that can forge celestial weapons."

But he is not very clear about the materials and forces in the fairy world.

Suddenly.

Think of a person.

Lifting the pagoda in the palm, the two people who have been tempered by the red lotus fire in the Linglong pagoda for thousands of years emerged.

It was the fat Taoist and the great Western Arhat Rahula who were thrown into the Linglong Pagoda by him ten thousand years ago.

The wide and fat Taoist has been completely transformed into a skeleton, the skeleton of a golden-winged roc, as tall as a mountain range, and the spine is like a mountain ridge, with a metallic luster shining on the skeleton, exuding a frightening vigor.

"It has been completely refined to death."

Lu Ya opened his mouth.

He has been in a coma for ten thousand years, and the Linglong Pagoda has been refining itself for ten thousand years. Even if the fat Taoist is a second-level heavenly immortal, how can he stop the refining of the Linglong Pagoda made of ancient Buddha relics.

"Huh? If he dies, he will die. The God of Plague status and the Marshal status of Xuantan on his body have disappeared. Is it because I have been in a coma for ten thousand years, and I have automatically returned to the world?"

Lu Ya took a look into the sea of ​​heaven and began to search.

Sure enough, I saw the God of Plague Fruit Status reappear in the Heavenly Dao Sea.

However, Marshal Xuantan was nowhere to be seen.

It must have been within ten thousand years, and someone else proved this heavenly immortal.

Originally, Lu Ya wanted to search for his spiritual knowledge from this broad and fat Taoist, to see what forces in the fairy world are used to forging weapons, and borrowed a stove to try before traveling for the third time to prove the Taoist Chunyang Patriarch.

As a result, the opponent was so unresisting.

Only the bones are left.

But what makes Lu Ya slightly rejoicing is that.

Kuan Pang Daoist, Zhao Wenshen, was indeed dead, but in another place in the pagoda, there was still a half-dead golden arhat sitting cross-legged. After ten thousand years, he was still not dead.

"It's been ten thousand years, and you just thought of visiting the poor monk?"

He has become skinny and bony, his whole body looks like Rahula with bones wrapped in golden skin, with sunken eye sockets and prominent cheekbones, which truly interprets what is skinny and bony.

The flesh and blood essence in his body has been completely dried and refined by the Linglong Pagoda.

Only the skin and bones remained.

But the fire of the primordial spirit that came out from the eye sockets could not stop flickering, which proved that even this Rahula Arahant triple heavenly immortal would not be able to resist for too long.

"The benefactor is very capable. It has been ten thousand years, but no one in my Buddhist sect has surrendered and captured you." Luo Hula sighed.

Regarding the question of the golden arhat, Lu Ya was noncommittal.

The other party was locked in the Linglong Pagoda. He didn't know what happened to the outside world. He didn't know that Lu Ya had been completely comatose for thousands of years.

What's more, he didn't know that outside the Linglong Pagoda where he was now, it turned out to be the Zhenwu Palace, and the person in front of him was actually the master of the Zhenwu Palace that caused a great shock in the fairy world ten thousand years ago.

Lu Ya smiled slightly:
"It's been ten thousand years, and the master has indeed been neglected. I just came here today, but I have something to ask for advice."

Hearing the word snubbed.

A trace of misery flashed across Rahula's eyes.

Immediately, there was a faintness again.

"How do fellow Taoists know that the poor monk can answer your questions."

"It's up to the master."

Lu Ya sighed.

Immediately, a big hand protruded down from the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, and Lu Ya's Nine Heavens Demon-Swinging True Martial Power, gathered with billowing consciousness, immediately pressed on Rahula's skin-only head.

It's like pinching a withered yellow walnut.

"Humph!"

Pain flashed across Rahula's eyes.

He was desperate.

Knowing that Lu Ya said he was asking for advice, he was not so gentle, courteous and frugal at all, and his plan was to use the soul-searching technique on him.

Accompanied by a series of painful moans.

If it was Rahula in its heyday.

Don't talk about soul-searching techniques, even if his spiritual consciousness attacked him with all his strength, he would dare not dodge or evade, and he would follow through with all his strength.

But now he is seriously injured and near death, an arhat who has been honed by the Linglong Pagoda for thousands of years, and almost all his spirit has been polished away.

There was even a sense of death on his body.

Nine days later.

When Lu Ya's palm was completely separated from Rahula's body.

Rahula's body fell powerlessly in the space inside the tower like a scarecrow, with his eyes closed, he didn't say a word.

"If it's an ordinary person, at this time, I should ask Pindao to give him a good time."

Lu Ya said calmly:

"The master is still patient. It seems that there is still hope. He thinks that he will survive one day. He is worthy of being a Buddhist. At this point, he still has such patience and perseverance, which is awe-inspiring."

Rahula's lips parted: "Buddha of Infinite Life."

"Then master, just wait."

Lu Ya sighed:
"Whenever you don't want to go on and go through this endless hell-like suffering, just shout in the tower, Pindao will send you on your way."

A word out.

The space inside the pagoda lost all light, and once again the billowing red lotus karma fire rose up, red and black, and the world was re-calcined.

Rahula, who was sitting cross-legged in the fire of karma, had struggles and expectations intertwined in the depths of his eyes, and was sometimes occupied by a certain party.

At last,
It turned into a long and pious chant:
"The Buddha of Infinite Life."

Withdraw my mind.

Lu Ya opened his eyes in Zhenwu Palace, and said to himself:
"In the fairyland of Xiaomang, there is a Taoist gate of Longquan. Its lord is a descendant of Taoism who inherited the great master of smelting in the ancient fairy world, 'Yunzhong Xianjun'. The Golden Immortal weapons of that year have the firepower to train the Celestial Immortal Soldiers."

This is what he learned from Narahula's spiritual consciousness.

"I don't know if ten thousand years have passed, whether or not True Lord Peng really thinks that I am dead."

Lu Ya looked towards the fairy world beyond the chaos, and said to himself:
"Whether it's to temper the furnace of the Chunyang Sword, or to find out what happened in the fairy world where I was comatose for ten thousand years, I need to venture back."

Although Chaos and Zhenwu Palace are safe, they can't stay in the same place all the time.

Talk about promotion.

Just like that, Lu Ya put the Nine Treasures Lotus Lantern and the Tongming Hall together into the Zhenwu Palace with the Linglong Pagoda on top, stopped the Zhenwu Palace in Chaos, and returned to the fairy world alone.

Before leaving, I took a thoughtful look at the pagoda above my head:
"Famen..."

With a flash of thought, he stepped towards the fairyland.

……

And that moment when Lu Ya stepped into the fairyland.

The light of a Buddha in Heyang Immortal Realm in the fairyland shines on the pure land mountain of nine heavens and ten places. There are countless bhikkhunis kneeling and worshiping at the foot of the mountain. On the mountain, there is a blue lion bowing its head, and on the back of the lion sits a barefooted middle-aged monk in red. There is a Buddha light spinning above the head.

The monk who was teaching the Dharma suddenly opened his eyes:

"The patriarch is not dead?"

(End of this chapter)