Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 427 Kunpeng Asked for That Thing

The Buddhist beads that Huipao took out shattered as soon as they were squeezed. Obviously, the material was very ordinary, but a powerful barrier was sealed inside, and a ray of the thoughts of a strong man was sealed inside. It was obviously a life-saving item for Huipao to ask for help.As a life-saving object, it is either powerful or has a shocking defense. Once the barrier is unfolded, it is no small matter, and the strange soul-stirring force hits it without even a ripple.

That was Chen Xian's accumulated soul-stirring power after worshiping for [-] consecutive days, which was terrifyingly majestic. The defense of the Acquired Treasure-level Golden Lotus was breached in less than ten minutes, which shows its strength.Now when it hits the Buddha Light Barrier, there is not even a splash, and its defensive power is simply terrifying.

However, such an astonishing defense also comes at a price, that is, its own energy consumption is extremely fast. According to its consumption speed, no external force is required, and the barrier will naturally dissipate within a quarter of an hour.

Knowing that the barrier will dissipate within a quarter of an hour, the gray-robed man with disheveled hair and ashen complexion has no worry on his face. A quarter of an hour is enough for the owner of the idea to save himself hundreds of times.

After the gray-robed man calmed down, he used the power of the enchantment to quickly abandon distracting thoughts, recite Buddhist scriptures silently, and keep the altar clear so that he would not feel fear and horror due to the influence of the soul-stirring spell. Under the influence of the Buddha, the Buddha's light on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels like breaking through some kind of shackles.

This guy in the gray robe unexpectedly had an epiphany when the fear turned to relax in the midst of the horror of life and death, and he wanted to break through!
If Chen Xian saw this scene, he would die of anger without using the gray robe. Grandma's killing move turned into a breakthrough opportunity for others, and everyone would die of anger.

The Buddha's light on the gray-robed man suddenly brightened and then darkened. After the dark, the Buddha's light became brighter, and the light before it became dimmer.

"Extremely prosperous and then declining, whether extremely prosperous or not, neither dry nor prosperous, also dry and prosperous!" The gray robe who was comprehending the Dao suddenly opened his eyes, and chanted with a sacred face, with a strange tone, like chanting a mantra.

As the gray robe chanted a mantra, the Buddha light on his body suddenly split into two, half dead like a dead leaf, full of decay, and the other half active like a green leaf, full of vitality.

As soon as this artistic conception came out, the aura of the gray robe suddenly increased greatly. From the late stage of Taiyi, he directly crossed the peak and reached perfection, and his body exuded a unique dao charm, which seemed to be perfection.

The perfection of Dao is called Da Luo, and the gray robe actually took this opportunity to comprehend Da Luo's heavenly way. Although he is still a Taiyi Jinxian, he can be expected to be a half-step Da Luo!
After the man in gray robe was promoted half a step to Da Luo, his aura has not stopped, he is still making great strides, and seems to be going all out to break through Da Luo's barrier and become a top expert.

As the gray-robed man charged towards the realm of Da Luo, the half-withered and half-glorious Buddha light on his body also squirmed, entangled with each other, and continuously merged.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the Buddha light that was merging on the gray robe suddenly exploded, and the rapidly rising aura quickly fell back.
"Wow..." The gray-robed man suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of Buddha's blood, his face turned from red to white quickly.

"It's a pity that such a good opportunity..." After the blood spurted, the gray-robed man did not wipe his mouth, but sighed sadly.

Sighing for a while, the gray-robed man began to think about it. After the gray-robed man roared to the sky for a while, he failed to advance to Daluo this time, and reached the sky in one step. There are many reasons. One is the lack of accumulation. It is a little bit reluctant to break through the great realm; second, the understanding of one's own dryness and glory of Daluo Tiandao is still in the half-dry and half-glorious state, and has not reached the state where the Tathagata (Buddha, Daluo Jinxian) is neither dry nor prosperous, but also dry and prosperous; Yes, just now, when I had made great progress in my cultivation and my consciousness was clear, I found that I had lost some vital energy.

When he thought that he failed to advance to Daluo Jinxian, the gray robe's face became very sad, and when he thought of the loss of energy, his face became angry, and he said viciously: "Damn Jade Jiao King, you used evil methods to take away my life energy and harm me. If you can’t reach Consummation, you can’t advance to Daluo, I want you to die…”

After roaring for a while, the gray robe quickly calmed down, looking at the thinner and thinner barrier, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"It's been two cups of tea (10 minutes). Why hasn't the Buddha come yet? Could something have happened?" The gray-robed man felt a little uneasy.

No wonder the gray robe felt uneasy. After all, with the speed of that Buddha, although he was not the first in the Three Realms, he was still among the best. When he was young, he was able to fly from the east to the west of the Great Desolation in one day. One week, not too far apart, 10 minutes, enough for him to go back and forth thousands of times, it's been so long since he arrived...

The gray-robed man began to worry, not because of the Buddha. After all, in this era when saints were not around, there were people stronger than that, but none could threaten his life.

He was worried that the one who was held back by others, if he didn't come after a cup of tea, the barrier would be shattered and the power of soul-stirring would come, and he might not be able to stop it alone.If one soul is taken away, let alone being promoted to the Da Luo Immortal position, it is hard to say whether he can save his life in the future.

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Xiniu Hezhou, Futu Mountain.

The dark clouds all over the sky hang down very low, the rain is heavy, and the wind is very strong. All the spirit birds and beasts all over the mountain are prostrate on the ground, not daring to breathe out, as if there is a terrifying beast entrenched nearby.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!" Suddenly, a grand Zen chant resounded between the heaven and the earth, and there were thousands of golden lights and a thousand streams of auspicious energy, which protected the entire Futu Mountain.

Most of the spirit birds and beasts in the mountains are intelligent. Seeing this situation, they didn't know that someone came to destroy the place, and they all ran back into the cave with their tails between their legs, and shrank their heads.

"Kunpeng!" The master of Futu Mountain, Zen Master Wuchao stood up from the Wuchao and yelled at the sky, apparently in a bad mood.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the dark clouds of Tiangong probably didn't like the Buddha's light, so they rose a certain distance.

After the dark cloud climbed to a height of [-] zhang, when I looked again, there was no such thing as a dark cloud. It was clearly a huge strange fish covered with black scales.Its fins are slender, like the wings of a bird, and when it flaps gently, it will roll up a wind that can tear the space, and drag the huge fish body in the air.

After the strange fish flew high into the sky, Xu felt that a fish flying in the sky was a bit eye-catching, so he twisted his waist and turned into a big roc, spreading its wings and flying up and down in the air.

"There is a fish in the north, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of the Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; The cloud hanging from the sky is the bird, and the sea will migrate to Nanming. The Nanming is also Tianchi." A clear voice of chanting came from the mouth of Zen Master Wuchao, and he frowned, very unhappy and authentic : "Kunpeng, you are not living in Beiming House, come to Futu Mountain to seek death?"

"Looking for shit? Yes, I just came to Futu Mountain to look for someone named Lu Yashi, it really stinks!" A somewhat obscene voice came from Nine Heavens, it sounded hoarse and gloomy.

Zen Master Wuchao is very well-cultivated. Sun Wukong can endure even smashing his bird's nest with a stick. He can endure even more than Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. , don't hang shit on your mouth all day!"

"You just put shit on your mouth, and your whole family hangs shit on your mouth... Oh, sorry, your whole family hangs on their death, and you are the only seedling left. Haha, I don't know you three When will the crow with feet die?" That wretched and gloomy voice came from Nine Heavens Again, full of viciousness.

The clay figurine was still angry, not to mention that the big head of the clay figurine, Buddha, was ridiculed continuously by Kunpeng, and Zen Master Wuchao's face darkened. Night.

Zen Master Wu Chao muttered silently in his heart: I can bear it, I can bear it, I can bear it, I can't bear it, no need to bear it any more. What is it that bears the turtle? I am Fusang God, the founder of ninjutsu. That's it.

"Huhu..." Zen Master Wuchao took two deep breaths, and after suppressing the fire pressure, he said calmly again: "Do demon masters only engage in verbal disputes? Tell me, what are you doing here?"

"I heard that you will be killed for getting a bastard with a ghost girl from the Ghost Car Race. Go and save it if you rush. I'll see if there is any chance to fish in troubled waters." The wretched and gloomy voice came again, with words Very vicious, but openly stated his purpose.

"Want to fish in troubled waters? I'm afraid you won't lose money by stealing chickens again. This is Xiniu Hezhou. Don't forget that Zhen Yuanzi, who has a vengeance with you for killing your brother, is nearby. You are not afraid of being misunderstood by him as provocation if you show your Dharma body in such a big way." Come to find you desperately?" Zen Master Wuchao asked with his hands on the cypress branch, his eyes slightly drooping.

"Don't worry about it, you stinking shit. I got the news that that pedantic Niubi took ginseng fruit to Shangqingtian Miluo Palace three days ago to listen to Yuanshi Tianzun's sermon. There are only two left in the audience. It's nothing to worry about if you are a child looking after the house." That obscene voice boomed from Nine Heavens.

"Kunpeng, do you really want to be my enemy?" Zen Master Wuchao asked, his body straightened suddenly.

"Why, do you have an opinion? I hate the Golden Crow, and my biggest dream is to destroy the Golden Crow family. I would be very happy to see a golden crow with mixed hairs fall!" The gloomy voice replied with hatred, as if it had nothing to do with the Golden Crow family. With unforgettable hatred.

Whenever I think of being forced to join the Heavenly Court by a Golden Crow holding the most treasured Donghuang Bell in my hand, I swear to be arrogant, to fight with the cruel but powerful Wu Clan, and I am about to get the foundation of holiness, Hongmeng Ziqi. When the two Golden Crows who were about to reap the benefits were disturbed, Kunpeng was so angry that he wanted to swallow the Golden Crows one by one.Prevent me from obtaining the majestic purple energy, and deny me the road to holiness, this hatred will last forever!
In Kunpeng's heart, the hatred for the Golden Crow is second only to Hong Yun, the bad guy, and far surpasses the two Western Saints.

Listening to Kunpeng's words of hatred as deep as the sea, Zen Master Wuchao frowned, Qingyun suddenly appeared above his head, and a round of red sun was rising slowly, emitting hundreds of millions of divine lights.

"In a hurry to save the bastard, are you ready to go all out?" Kunpeng's vicious voice sounded, and Qingyun also appeared on the head of the shrouding roc. , disappeared without a trace as soon as it entered the sea area.

The sea above Dapeng's head is the manifestation of Kunpeng Dao, the sea of ​​Beiming, a sea of ​​silence, lifeless, and where the sun cannot shine.

"It's fine if you want to save your son, but you have to give me that thing. As long as you give me that thing, I'll leave immediately!" Kunpeng said after holding back the Buddha's light with the Northern Ocean.

"What do you want, tell me clearly!" Zen Master Wuchao raised his head and asked.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you know what I'm talking about!" Kunpeng said impatiently, but he did not fail to speak clearly, obviously he had some scruples.

"How do I know what it is if you don't tell me?" Zen Master Wuchao was so furious that he took advantage of the fire to extort something, but didn't point it out. This is bullying!

"Two cups of tea!" Kunpeng didn't answer Zen Master Wuchao's question, but said the time inexplicably.

While Zen Master Wuchao was thinking about what Kunpeng said, Kunpeng said leisurely again: "One more cup of tea, the protective barrier you prepared for your bastard son will disappear, and someone will take away a soul! If you lose it, you will be a dead person if you rescue it, and if you lose the earth soul, it will be a waste if you rescue it.”

After hearing Kunpeng's words, Zen Master Wuchao's expression changed, and he asked anxiously, "Kunpeng, what exactly do you want?"

"It's just that you still don't know what I want because of your stupid qualifications. Without the help of that thing, can you have your current cultivation level? What I want is that thing!" Said sarcastically.

"I have today's cultivation base because I have the most noble blood in the world, monopolize the luck of the Golden Crow clan, and kill mountains of corpses and seas of blood. I can't give you any of these things!" Zen Master Wu Chao's face was a little ugly Said, thinking that he is the dignified prince of heaven, the son of the quasi-sage, to be called dull, this is an insult!
"Hey, the most noble bloodline between heaven and earth is really a yawn of a toad—a big tone, and I'm not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue. As for monopolizing the luck of the Golden Crow, haha, I also monopolize the luck of the Kunpeng, and I'm the one between heaven and earth. The first and only Kunpeng is as lucky as you, the Golden Crow. When it comes to killing, you are not as good as me. I once listened to Taoist ancestors preaching in the Zixiao Palace in the Nine Heavens. Without the help of that thing, how can you be able to keep pace with me in cultivation?" Kunpeng said, his huge body lowered down a little, like a mountain collapsed, and he was daunting.

"That guy Duobao was born later than you and me, his blood is not as good as you and me, and he has never entered the Zixiao Palace, but his cultivation base is higher than you and me. Yes, I was born later than you, and my cultivation is on par with yours, which only shows that my aptitude is better than yours!" Zen Master Wuchao said proudly with his head held high.

"I've seen you since you were just an ugly crow. I don't know what you are. You're a piece of trash. It's a big joke to say that you have better qualifications than me! Your time is precious. , stop talking nonsense, and quickly hand over that thing, or your precious son will lose his soul!" Kunpeng said.

(End of this chapter)