Chapter 146 Thousand-Year Sky Sea

A complicated and lengthy scripture appeared in Xie Que's mind. It was neither Buddhist nor Taoist.

The content is both preaching and Zen.

Xie Que was able to see Huang Ting and the Vajra Sutra.

Moreover, according to the information I have obtained, this bodhicitta certification is rumored to be the most powerful method for cultivating Yinshen.

Xie Que took a deep breath, lit a stick of incense and bowed again and again: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

At this time, several people wearing costumes also walked into the temple.

"The master has appeared!" The white-faced boy said with surprise: "When was the last time the master appeared?"

Qing Yi blinked: "It seems like hundreds of years ago, Hua Lian fooled an entire country. The master appeared and appreciated Hua Lian's great show."

"Wu Chou, what kind of work did you do?" The white-faced boy asked Xie Que curiously, with a face full of amazement: "How many people have you deceived?"

"It's nothing..."

Xie Que didn't know what to say, and he couldn't say that he was a related party.

"That's right, just ignore him." Qing Yi smiled: "How can you easily tell others about this kind of work that can earn you a lot of reward money?"

After his consciousness withdrew from the Liyuan, Xie Que was not in a hurry to practice.

Literary skills require the most hard work. If I sit here for too long, the day lilies will become cold.

He pondered for a moment, then looked at the old monk's body.

After consuming eight white entries, the old monk's body began to flash before Xie Que's eyes like clouds of smoke.

Feng Tianyu was born on the island where Nanfa Temple is located. He entered the temple as a monk because he was found to have literary talent.

The monks in Qiongyuhai are much more traditional than before Feng Zidu founded the Great Zhou Dynasty.

They are not allowed to grow their hair and practice spiritual practice, and they are not allowed to eat meat.

He has been gifted since childhood, and by the time he was in his twenties, he had already reached the third level of literary practice.

He was accepted as a disciple by the then abbot of Nanfa Temple, who claimed to be the reincarnation of the previous abbot.

At the beginning, Feng Tianyu was like a young monk, innocent and kind, respecting the Buddha and the precepts.

There was no change until the master passed away and reincarnated, and when he entered the Tao and became the abbot.

But when looking for the reincarnation of the Master, they discovered that the Master actually massacred an island in order to cultivate Buddhism.

His belief instantly collapsed.

At that time, with his three calamity cultivation, he could easily handle the master who had just entered Taoism and had recently recovered his memory.

But between the master and the demon, he chose the master.

From then on, under the bewitchment of his master, he became omnipotent.

Xie Que didn't feel surprised when he saw this.

After all, the pleasure brought by power is much more enjoyable than any strict rules.

But what surprised Xie Que was that what happened next had something to do with him.

His master told him after the reincarnation of his traveling master.

A few years ago, a young monk appeared in Nanfa Temple. He swallowed the pure green glass beads condensed from the essence of Garuda.

Hearing this, Feng Tianyu knew that it was the young monk named "Feng Du" who also practiced the Ten Metaphorical Method, and he couldn't help but feel moved.

With this glass bead, it can condense the Garuda Dharma, and its strength will greatly increase from then on.

But after the young monk killed a Taoist monk from Nanfa Temple, he quickly escaped and disappeared without a trace.

Xie Que frowned. Feng Zidu actually killed someone when he went back to get the righteous law.

More than ten years later, a demon king named Burning Sea King appeared in Qiongyu Sea, with divine power reaching the sky.

What's more important is that the young monk Feng Du is following behind King Fenhai.

After being chased by Feng Tianyu, his master was invited by Zhenren Yu Shaoyang to participate in the annihilation of King Fenhai.

After all, his master practiced the Three-Life Dharma and needed to be reincarnated three times to realize the Yang God.

This is the second life. His cultivation has reached the seventh level of thunder tribulation, but he was also destroyed by the Burning Sea King.

Xie Que thought for a while and couldn't remember who his master was.

After some real people escaped from the clutches of Burning Sea King, they spread the news.

After hearing this, Feng Tianyu couldn't help but feel panicked, fearing that Feng Du would bring King Fenhai to trouble Nanfa Temple.

Fortunately, after hearing that Burning Sea King had offended Poseidon God, he felt relieved.

Hundreds of years later, he resigned from his post as host and practiced quietly without paying attention to other matters.

It wasn't until three hundred years ago, when his cultivation reached the eighth level of thunder tribulation, that he could confidently leave the mountain.

However, he did not expect that the most powerful person in the Qiongyu Sea at this time was actually a big demon.

Named "Wanxiang Zhenren", he is rumored to be of the same clan as the mysterious Fenhai King.

Same race? Xie Que was thinking in his mind, but he had never seen an orca that had entered the Dao realm.

With the same black sea snake nicknamed "Emperor", he established the "Wanxiang Society", a business organization that spans half of the sky and the sea.

Xie Que was stunned again. Judging from the time, it happened to be the end of the hundred years of the Great Black Possession of the Emperor Zhou.

In the name of the emperor, is being an emperor addicted? Xie Que had a toothache.

After more than a hundred years, Feng Tianyu's cultivation has been stagnant, and his life span is only three hundred years.

At this time, I happened to meet Dazhou Master, who had spent hundreds of years looking for this place.

The real person from the Great Zhou Dynasty gave Feng Tianyu a conch-like magic weapon, which was able to directly contact the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

After learning a lot of information about Dazhou, he was invited by Master Xuan of Ming Dynasty and couldn't help but think about it.

According to what he thought, the combat power shown on the surface of Da Zhou was only the strength of the seventh level of thunder tribulation when Feng Du took action a hundred years ago.

No matter how talented Feng Du is, he entered the Tao a lot of time before he did.

Presumably a tie wouldn't be a problem.

If you get a dragon energy and condense the spinning fire wheel, you can condense the ninth dharma metaphor along the way.

Having made up his mind, Feng Tianyu found an orca in the Wanxiang Society to escort him to Da Cai.

He also boasted to the late emperor and King Yan that his cultivation level had reached the ninth level of thunder tribulation, and when he conquered the world and obtained the dragon energy, he would be able to become the true king of Yangshen.

The late emperor and King Yan were also very happy.

Until three years ago, before the magic weapon conch ran out of power, he could continue to communicate with King Yan.

Withdrawing from his memory, Xie Que began to think.

He got a lot of information, but the most useful ones were nothing more than the situation in Qiongyuhai and the Buddhist scriptures in his mind.

Has Dahei returned to Qiongyuhai now? This didn't surprise him.

After all, if you can't defeat Feng Zidu, running is the best option.

But the words of the giant sea snake indicate that it is not a dragon, which makes people a little curious.

After all, Xie Que knew that Dahei's greatest wish was to transform into a dragon.

According to what Xie Que learned at Beiming Taoist Temple, Dahei's cultivation level at that time was also half-step to Yangshen.

It should not be a problem to control the Zhou Dynasty, but even so, he would not be able to defeat Feng Zidu.

Could it be that Feng Zidu had already attained Yang Shen? Xie Que frowned.

In Feng Tianyu's memory, Feng Zidu was only a seventh-level thunder tribulation more than three hundred years ago.

How to be more powerful against Dahei who is half a step ahead of Yangshen.

Then there is only one possibility, and that is Feng Zidu's hidden weakness.

However, the world was stable three hundred years ago and the evil dragons had been eliminated, so there was indeed no need for him to show much strength.

The seventh level of thunder calamity is more than enough, and it can also create false impressions for people with ulterior motives.

Now, Feng Tianyu has been caught.

Xie Que estimated that if King Yan did not know the true strength of Zen Master Jinghua, this rebellion would probably be just a joke in his eyes.

The seven major sects that combine vertically and horizontally are just a matter that can be solved by one person.

At the end of Feng Tianyu's memory, he estimated the landing time with King Yan.

In about half a month from now, King Yan will set up an altar at the port to welcome the eminent monks of Nanfa Temple.

Xie Que rolled his eyes, now that he had obtained all Feng Tianyu's memories.

Then maybe I can use this as an excuse to do something.

Burying these things deep in his heart, Xie Que looked at the broken scene around him.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, the boat gang was finished.

Most of the lower-level disciples died, and the gang leader also died an untimely death.

The few grandmasters on the shore who were injured in the aftermath of the battle between Xie Que and the Flesh and Blood Bodhisattva would find it difficult to regain their strength as masters even if they did not die.

Xie Que walked up to the shore and checked the breathing of several masters.

Except for Master Lu and a middle-aged grandmaster who were still alive, the others were all dead.

Xie Que lifted up the two masters and brought them to the nearest boat gang station.

After sensing that there was still a living person inside, Xie Que threw it towards the door and left like a smog.

Although Jinmen City was not damaged, the two human skull locks formed by the flesh and blood Bodhisattva killed many people in the city.

Along the way, Xie Que could hardly see any common people.

Only a few brave ones dared to come out to see what happened after the bright red sky faded.

In front of the Demon Suppression Division, the Xuanjia Army seemed to have left for a long time, and there were only a few sad-looking secret sect Tutuos in front of the door.

"What happened to the secret sect? What are those Xuanjia troops here for?" Xie Que patted the familiar Toutuo on the shoulder.

The tutu was suddenly startled, turned around and saw Xie Que, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Deacon Xie..." Xie Que has not yet entered the secret sect. Although the people there are familiar with him, they can only address him by his position as the Demon Suppressor.

"After what happened last time by the river, many famous masters were killed or injured."

Na Toutuo showed a wry smile: "I don't know the specifics. It is rumored that the secret sect colluded with the heretics and deliberately set up a trap that caused heavy casualties to each sect. King Yan was furious and demanded a thorough investigation of the secret sect."

Xie Duo nodded, this matter actually has little to do with the secret sect.

But since it happened on your territory, you have to bear some of the blame.

After questioning again, it was revealed that the Xuanjia Army only called some people for questioning and did not take any substantial action.

Xie Que couldn't help but feel a hint of gloom in his heart.

Logically speaking, if King Yan wants to rebel, he must first eliminate dangers in his territory.

An organization that directly takes orders from the emperor, such as the Demon Suppression Division, should be King Yan's first target.

But he let it go so easily, which made Xie Que doubtful.

Knowing that none of the acquaintances in the secret sect were present, the master, Master Yan Guang, who was the governor of the Demon Suppression Division, was also summoned to Shenjing City.

Xie Tong nodded and left the Demon Suppression Division.

The Xuanjia Army seemed to have suffered too much damage during the process of refining the flesh and blood altar, and there were far fewer Xuanjia Army patrolling the streets.

They were all heavily armed and were knocking on doors.

But Xie Que also knew that such a loss was nothing to King Yan.

After all, after decades of painstaking efforts to manage the Yan land, and having the confidence to rebel, it would never be possible to rely on this Xuanjia army, which was purely composed of warriors.

It has another background.

For example, four or five of the Taoist disciples under his command died beside the small carriage ditch, and King Yan did not move at all.

Even if it is still continuing its plan, it shows that these losses are bearable.

Using the lives of these real people to control the secret sect in the territory may even make a small profit for King Yan.

After all, Xie Que knew of no less than twenty real Taoists who had entered the fourth realm by worshiping gods in the secret sect.

For King Yan, who had the intention to rebel, this danger was the first thing to be resolved.

Xie Que's figure became a little more hidden, and he dodged these Xuanjia troops. He left the city gate and went to Wuding River for a circle.

There were indeed some demons taking over in recent days. Xie Que found a circle of corpses, but there were no useful entries.

After completing his own work, Xie Que felt that he was worthy of the tribute from the Demon-Suppressing Division.

As soon as the thoughts came to his mind, he headed towards the Danan Mountains.