I trade everything in Journey to the West

Chapter 73
Fang Longye stretched out his hand towards the void above the turtle demon's body, holding the invisible gauze in his hand to observe.

how to say?

It feels like there is nothing in the hand, as if it is touching a mass of air.

Only when the Yuanshen probes, can one see a tulle that is as light as nothing, like smoke and clouds fluttering in his hand.

He understood that it was because he had lost his master that he could be perceived by the primordial spirit.

If it is refined by others, it is a golden immortal, and it is impossible to detect such great supernatural powers without cultivation.

There is also a difference between great supernatural powers and great supernatural powers.

It is different from convincing with nine breaths, overturning rivers and seas, flying clouds and fog, calling wind and rain, such great supernatural powers as insight into the wall and mediation of good fortune, which are the top of the top supernatural powers, and it is extremely difficult to get started.

For example, his comprehension of reversing yin and yang does not mean that the power will be infinite after comprehension, but it is just a beginner. In terms of power, it is not as good as calling the wind and calling the rain!

Seeing from a distance, after completion, can break through the essence of all things and see the Dao directly, theoretically there is no lack of understanding of the Dao.

There are very few monks who can achieve this level of supernatural powers in the Golden Immortal Realm, and there are very few probing supernatural powers that happen to be similar to this.

Therefore, even if this spirit treasure is in the Golden Wonderland, it will be of great help.

It was unexpectedly easy for Yuanshen to enter and refine, but in an instant, the refining was almost completed.

Compared with the Qingshan Seal in my hand that has not been completely refined until now, it is a world of difference.

Fang Longye turned his mind around and realized that this kind of spiritual treasure is best suited for low-level possession, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more tasteless it is.

The golden fairy can only refine middle-grade spirit treasures. Presumably, the golden fairy is either bestowed by the elders for this spirit treasure, or it is also as successful as the turtle demon and him.

This turtle monster can be used to peek at the golden fairy taking a bath, and after being noticed, it can escape and hide all the way to Beiju Luzhou. It is very easy to refine it.

"It's a pity that the lotus seed was stolen by you!" Fang Longye sighed again thinking of the rare lotus seed that was obviously extraordinary in his memory.

I can't help but look at its hundred-foot-high demon body and think to myself, if I use the pure lotus supernatural power to refine it, I think it will be rewarding.

After searching the soul, the tortoise demon, who was a little dizzy at first, felt Fang Longye's gaze, and couldn't help being alert, his whole body shivered, thinking of the regretful words that this master just said.

Immediately crying and begging for mercy: "Don't eat me, don't eat me, turtle meat is not good, it's sour and astringent~"

Hearing this, Fang Longye turned his head and teased it: "Who said turtle meat is not delicious. In my opinion, there is no bad meat in the world."

Immediately afterwards, he sang a ballad impromptuly: "Steamed with clean water, they are plump, soft and easy to swallow; Buddhist ones should be cooked in hot oil, fresh and crispy; the fellows of demons should be cut alive, dripping blood is fragrant; ordinary people No miso pickled, three soaked and three dried side dish soup..."

After the turtle demon heard the ballad, he didn't dare to yell at Fang Longye, but just burst into tears, and the sound of wailing shook hundreds of miles.

Kneeling next to Fang Longye, Jing Huan, who massaged his legs while watching Fang Longye clapping his hands and humming to the beat, laughed secretly.

But this song is quite interesting, so I have to write it down well, maybe it will come in handy in the future.

Above the blue sky, among the golden and green battlefields, the monk sitting cross-legged on the rosette couldn't help being shocked when he heard the ballad Fang Longye said.

The method of fighting suddenly stagnated, and Qingli seized the opportunity, and the balance that was already tilted towards her was shifted again.

The time for this monk's defeat is not far away.

Swinging the sword to cut off the remedial measures that the monk hastily used, Qingli showed a smile on his cold jade face, and said to the monk with a smile:
"Young master is right. My young master has always loved to study this kind of cooking techniques. Just for the fried dishes of Brahma monks, how many tricks have they experimented with?"

"Monk, you are blessed. You are from the tortoise clan and you are a monk of the Brahma sect. If this falls into the hands of my young master, don't you have to experience the joy of bloodletting and then frying?"

"Demon girl, do you think that these remarks can shake my heart? Threatening words are not enough to be believed. Just look at your Highness's azure heavenly pillar of luck, golden flower necklace, and meritorious deeds, what do you think? I will believe it?"

That being said, the monk in his ornate monk's robes was not determined.

After all, he had been in Buddhism and knew the prestige of the golden-winged roc.

This Lord, from the very beginning of the world, he has created countless killing karma.Since the birth of the human race, I don't know how many human races have been devoured, and I don't see any karma or non-karma in them.

The whole body is still clean, without any trace of karma.

After washing in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, all the dust went away, and he looked like a god with immeasurable merit.

This dragon son, who the hell knows what his background is?The dragon family has a profound background, so it is not surprising that such a person who kills and commits crimes but does not suffer from karma.

With his heart shaken, even with the blessing of Buddha Treasure, he was gradually unable to resist Qingli's attack.

Qiang~ It was like a sword cutting the sky and breaking the earth, gently slashing across the wooden fish.

Wow~ The rosary beads are scattered, and the wooden fish is cracked.

There was only a thin layer of golden light from the Buddha Rhyme completely dissipated.

The blue sky was like washing, leaving only a sword mark that could not be erased in a short time.

Under the sword marks, Qingli stood standing with a sword in his hand.

Tsing Yi rustling, what a sword fairy demeanor~
Wiping away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, the monk no longer cared about Fang Longye's threats, and immediately said with a wry smile: "Okay! Your Highness is really powerful, but a maid forced me to this point."

"Wu Qiao admires it! The Dragon Clan really deserves to be a prehistoric clan~"

"Thinking about it, it is impossible for His Highness to really let me go. Forget it, let me give up my crippled body and fight with His Highness."

Immediately summoned a simple oil lamp, and then put all the energy and spirit of the whole body into it, and the body dissipated.

The golden flame shines everywhere, bright and pure without dirt, the leaves are as pure as lotus flowers, surpassing the flowers of the moon, shining like the sun in the sky, and the Sanskrit sounds and Buddha singing are all around.

The Buddha's radiance flourishes and turns into various sun wheels, moon wheels, star wheels, and Buddha wheels. The Buddha's meaning is inside, and the wreath is outside, colliding with each other, and the extraordinary sound expands, as if it is real.

The Buddha sang all around, and the mantras between waves covered everything, and one after another, phantoms of the Buddha emerged in Zhou Za, and the light was blazing.

Qingli bears the brunt of the blow, and Jin Yan burns his body, struggling to hold on.

His eyes were shining with gold, and his eyes hurt from the shaking, and his ears were filled with the sound of chanting sutras, one after another, louder than the sound of a bell.

The indestructible sword intent in my heart, as if gold and stone met a raging fire, although it hasn't dissipated yet, it can't exert its strength.

Even with the golden immortal origin, it is still difficult to maintain a brave and diligent heart.

Just when the golden flame of the Buddha's light seemed to be slowing down, the golden light rose into the sky, sweeping everything with unstoppable power.

But Fang Longye sighed.

This voice was just a sigh, after it was uttered, it reverberated, but it became more and more charming, interspersed with a faint dragon chant, revealing an undeniable dominance.

Above the sky, the originally bright sunlight seemed to be blocked by the black sky and disappeared, and then, the thunderbolt was astonishing, penetrating the sky and the earth.

With the sound of the thunderbolt, the wind and clouds are coming together.

Fist-sized raindrops fell down with a crackling sound. They were different from ordinary raindrops. They were just nine days of weak water.

The clear golden flame of Buddha light was suppressed and annihilated.

A stream of yin and yang flows, obliterating everything.The five-color halo followed closely, turning into a treasure tree to suppress everything.

The clouds disappear and the rain clears away.

The sky was clear and the breeze was blowing.

Where the monk was, there was only an ancient oil lamp burning with a small flame.

It was taken by Qingli Su not far away, and presented to Fang Longye who never got up from the rattan chair.

Even a death blow is nothing more than a breeze.

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