Chapter 168 Lingbao solves the puzzle and gives Qingping the sword!

Chapter 168 Lingbao solves the puzzle and gives Qingping the sword!

How does it feel to be hit by three thousand worlds?

I didn’t know it before, but Lu Xuan knows it now.

"Ahem."

If it hadn't been for the last moment, when the Third Master seemed to realize something was wrong and splashed out a glimmer of light from the void, Lu Xuan would have been crushed into ashes!

Despite this, Lu Xuan still felt extremely uncomfortable. There were really three thousand worlds comparable to the small world floating in that drop of blood.

He could see layers upon layers of Arhats, Bodhisattvas, etc. sitting in every world, all chanting sutras and showing compassion!

But immediately, under the protection of Qinghui, Lu Xuan regained his strength, and even passively began to absorb the Buddha's blood containing three thousand worlds,

The terrifying innate material and divine essence break and reshape him again and again, which is similar to the process of mediating creation and swallowing the Bodhi peel.

Lu Xuan's whole person is being broken and reshaped again and again, like the alternation of prosperity and decline, like the rotation of yin and yang, wandering in the gap between life and death again and again.

And every time it is reshaped, the physical body becomes stronger, and the material that makes up the body loses a bit of nurture and adds a bit of innateness.

In this cycle, Lu Xuan could see that the three thousand worlds in the Buddha's blood began to collapse one after another.

Facing the catastrophe of the end, the arhats and bodhisattvas who lived there, who were full of compassion, also began to panic, losing their original compassion and purity.

As time goes by, Arhats pass away one by one, and Bodhisattvas pass away. Although ninety-nine percent of the terrifying essence in the Buddha’s blood is lost in the void [origin],

But the vast and turbulent innate material left still turned Lu Xuan into a big fat man.

"belch"

He was full, but the thick innate material was still crushing his skin, bones, flesh, organs, and even tiny cells one by one, and rebuilding them bit by bit!

Lu Xuan silently endured this extreme pain, but his whole body was changing from acquired to innate bit by bit. Although the process was slow, it was slow and steady.

finally.

‘Crack! ’

It's like the sound of bamboo shoots popping out of the ground after rain.

Most of the vast innate material dissipated completely, while a small part was completely transformed into a part of Lu Xuan.

He stretched, and the aura around his body surged, and the original physical calamity was crushed. Before this first calamity into the earthly fairyland had time to show its power, it was overwhelmed by the essence of Buddha's blood!

That is to say, there is no cultivation method to reach the Tianmen level yet, otherwise Lu Xuan would have become a Second Tribulation Earth Immortal, but it is not a disadvantage.

This not only filled up the hole left by his hasty breakthrough from the heavenly and human level, but also with this terrifying accumulation, Lu Xuan could have a premonition that,

After he reads the Five Thousand Words of Morality and obtains the Supreme Dharma Sutra left by his teacher, which corresponds to the Earthly Immortal level, he will probably make an ultimate leap!

Lu Xuan exhaled slightly, shook his head, and calmed down his thoughts. While realizing the extremely terrifying and almost innate physical body, doubts arose in his heart.

The Third Master seems to be fighting with others?

A Buddha with Buddha's blood?

He swallowed. A drop of blood was terrifying to this point. It contained three thousand worlds and was inhabited by countless Arhats and Bodhisattvas. What level of existence was the Buddha who shed this blood?

In the legend, is it the Tao Fruit that is superior to the seventh step?

Lu Xuan was thoughtful.

In silence and nothingness for a long time, time has no meaning here, space does not exist, there is no top, no bottom, and no four directions.

Lu Xuan just sat quietly in it, holding the fishing drum that reached the sky, imagining the treasures of his body. In the darkness around him, brilliant innate spiritual light bloomed, and everything was silent.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the void rolled and shook again, and a majestic and high-spirited figure limped in.

"Third Master!" Lu Xuan quickly stood up to salute, and then secretly glanced at the Third Master. Half of his body was stained with blood, but it was not the Third Master's own blood.

Different innate substances and terrifying essences bloomed in every drop of blood. Not only the Buddhist rhyme, but also many vast auras that Lu Xuan didn't recognize. Each strand was just like the sky, stretching across the boundless sky.

‘Gudong! ’

Lu Xuan swallowed.

As the lame Taoist walked into [Origin], wherever he came, several angry sounds seemed to be transmitted along, echoing in [Origin], deafening.

"Lingbao, are you crazy?"

"When did we provoke you?"

"Lingbao, you are unreasonable!"

Listening to those majestic Taoist sounds gradually falling silent, the lame Taoist flicked his sword, chuckled, and said to himself:

"Being reasonable? I am the reason. Why should I be reasonable with you?"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Xuan, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said:

"It's a huge advantage for you, this guy. You've got a lot of good fortune, a lot of good fortune."

After a pause, the lame Taoist sat cross-legged casually, and the blood stains on his body were melting away bit by bit. Lu Xuan was extremely greedy when he saw it. There were at least hundreds of drops of blood, and every drop was comparable to the Buddha's blood just now. If he All absorbed.

I'm afraid that with just the physical body, I can smash a big product with one punch, right?

The lame Taoist smiled and said:

"Xiaoxuan, why are you calling me so urgently?"

Lu Xuan came to his senses, quickly made another salute, and said honestly:

"Replying to Third Master, I met Grandpa Chu."

"What?" The lame Taoist was a little confused.

"It was Grandpa Chu who raised me when I was a child. After Grandpa Chu died, I personally buried him and guarded his grave for more than a month, but Grandpa Chu came to see me again today."

"Oh, isn't that good?" The lame Taoist was a little puzzled: "You tell me the important point first, we will still find trouble with those bastards, they dare to plot against us."

Although Lu Xuan didn't understand, he didn't think much about it. He spread his hands and four bronze fragments emerged from them.

The lame Taoist's expression froze and he suddenly became solemn.

"This thing."

He narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"Xiaoxuan, where did you get it from?"

"I got it from Grandpa Chu." Lu Xuan said softly: "I got this one seven years ago, and it has something to do with my return to ancient times in my dream. The other three were all obtained in the past two months."

"Tell me carefully about your Grandpa Chu."

Lu Xuan didn't hesitate. Even though he told the lame Taoist everything, he didn't even finish the conversation when time was frozen.

Including "Three Pure Beings Are Thieves", "Weaving Your Future", etc. Lu Xuan himself is more inclined to the three masters and chooses to confess directly. At the same time, he is also curious about whether his so-called weaved future is true?

After listening to Lu Xuan's narration, the lame Taoist looked slightly strange and muttered:

"Yeah, it seems I just killed the wrong person. Who cares?"

His expression became relaxed again, and he smiled and said:

"I thought that the old boy would have to accumulate a few more calamities, but he didn't want to wake up early. Well, that's not right. The old boy is not that stupid. It seems that there is something fishy in it."

"Do you know Grandpa Chu?" Lu Xuan asked respectfully.

"We know each other."

The lame Taoist thought for a while and said:

"He used to be like you, caring about all things and wanting to make the world pure. He was very talented and squeezed himself into the position of Dao Fruit. He occupied half of the Dao Fruit by his own strength, and later created the Heavenly Supervisory Immortal God. , by virtue of Heavenly Court occupying half of the Tao Fruit, perfection is achieved."

Lu Xuan's eyes were bright. After hearing this, he already knew who Grandpa Chu was. It was the teacher who had told him before that he had tried to take the path of supremacy and suppress the world, but in the end he lost his true intention and was overthrown by the immortals and Buddhas. And attack, and eventually die.

At this time, the lame Taoist continued to speak:

"That old boy was pretty good before, but unfortunately he deviated from his own path later on. Let's not talk about this."

After a pause, his expression became slightly solemn:

"The old boy must have started planning after discovering your shortcut savvy. In this case, the three of us have to thank him for sending him a disciple. But according to what you said, there is something wrong with Chu Tai who came to find you. The real One is not so stupid."

As he spoke, the lame Taoist fell into deep thought.

Lu Xuan didn't say anything, he just sacrificed the mask and placed it with the bronze fragments from all directions, waiting for the third master to think.

After a while, the lame Taoist raised his head, looked at Lu Xuan, and said with a smile:

"Well, that guy is an [uncertain number] just like you, so I won't bother him for now. At least for now, he is not only harmless to you, but has given you a lot of opportunities. You can get to where you are today. , I want to thank him.”

Lu Xuan was a little confused after hearing this. What was the unknown number?

The lame Taoist waved his hand, grabbed the mask, examined it carefully for a moment, and then said:

"Those are the fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell, which are among the supreme treasures. Before the timeline that was overthrown countless times, in a certain history that has been invalidated, Taiyi once created the world with it, and almost created another great world."

"You can just keep the fragments of the East Emperor Bell for yourself. As for this mask, it's a bit strange. I've put a hidden restriction on it. You can continue to hold it, but don't use it."

Lu Xuan listened carefully, his mind was spinning, and there was some hesitation on his face.

The lame Taoist smiled, as if he had seen through Lu Xuan's thoughts, and said:

"You want to ask about the weaved future? It is indeed true, but after the old boy was beaten to death once, even if he returns now, he has lost the half of the Taoist fruit from heaven. He is no longer perfect and his realm is It’s fallen sharply, so I can’t see clearly.”

As he spoke, he touched his neck, feeling a little guilty:

"You don't have to worry about the future that has been woven. It is used to deceive an old thing. You are an [uncertain number] and your fate is uncertain. Your future can only be determined by yourself."

Lu Xuan seemed to understand but not understand, and his thoughts turned over and over again. According to the previous teacher's description and what the current third master said,

The Nine Directions Dao Fruit Grand Position can hold up to eighteen people, but that should be under the condition that each person only occupies half of the Dao Fruit.

Grandpa Chu once occupied the entire Dao Fruit, but now he was killed once and lost the heaven, leaving only half of the Dao Fruit that belonged to him.

And the Third Master said that he was an indefinite number, and the future he weaved was useless to him. Was he using it to deceive an enemy?

After thinking for a while, Lu Xuan asked:

"Third Master, where is Grandpa Chu?"

"Don't worry about it. Just treat it as a gift giver. As long as it gives you benefits, you can do whatever he asks you to do!"

The lame Taoist waved his hand, and then his expression became a little solemn:

"But something's not right about that old boy. Although he fell short in success at first, his character, methods, courage, etc. are all the best choice, if he didn't lose his original intention in the end."

After a pause, he continued:

"In other words, he shouldn't have done such a stupid thing. There must be something fishy in it. I can't say specifically. Either he has a big problem himself, or all this is just a part of his plan, including you coming to see me."

"Ah?" Lu Xuan's eyes widened.

The lame Taoist just smiled:

"Again, you just treat him as a gift. Don't worry. You need to know that even when he is in his prime, he may not be able to beat me. This does not count your other two teachers. !”

Lu Xuan was relieved.

"Okay, do you still have any questions?"

"Yes, it's about my senior brother Zhang. He broke away from his original path and was trapped in the small world for more than 100,000 years. Now he doesn't know if he can reincarnate again."

"It's simple. Your fragment of the East Emperor Bell can leverage the fundamental laws of time. Can't you just send it back to him? Is there any problem?"

"If you reply to Third Master, it's gone."

"Yes." The lame Taoist nodded and asked, "How are you mastering the Zhu Zhi Sword?"

"Student, I feel ashamed. I have been busy with my affairs recently and have neglected my practice. I have only analyzed one hundred and ninety-nine words from a thousand avenues so far."

Even after hearing about Chu Tai, the lame Taoist's expression did not change significantly. He seemed to be choked and coughed twice.

After a moment of silence, he spoke quietly:

"Well, it's not bad. I'll teach you the Sword Killing Style, and you can figure it out on your own."

Having said that, the lame Taoist clicked lightly, and another vast ancient scripture penetrated into Lu Xuan's spiritual world, turning into thousands of Taoist texts, flowing with splendid brilliance!

Lu Xuan was immersed in it, with a look of obsession on his face. Although killing and execution have the same origin, they are completely different.

The sword-killing style focuses on [killing] and [profit], while the sword-killing style focuses on [killing] and [death]. As the words of the avenue circulate, a grand scene of burying immortals and Buddhas all over the sky, and all the heavens and worlds emerges!

The lame Taoist stood up slowly. Before leaving, he hesitated and threw out a long cyan sword.

"Although that old boy is not a big problem for us, but if he is deliberately harmful to you, he is still a big trouble. You hold this sword, except when facing the old boy, you must not do it at any other time. Use it!"

Lu Xuan came back to his senses from the sword-slaying posture and subconsciously took the long sword wrapped around the blue lotus:

"This is."

"Qingping, there is no need to ask any questions about my sword, just hide it in the sea of ​​your soul."

The lame Taoist figure slowly disappeared. Before disappearing, he gave one final warning:

"By the way, remember not to tell your teacher what happened here. Well, you don't have to ask why. You just need to know that if you tell your Majesty about this in foreign language, it will bring disaster to us!"

He didn't bother to lie, he just vaguely blurred his words, and didn't say whether "we, etc." were referring to Sanqing, or just himself and Yuanshi.

Lu Xuan didn't know the reason, and his expression suddenly changed. Big... big disaster? ?

He quickly made a gesture:

"I understand, Third Master, I will never say it externally!"

"Good." The lame Taoist slowly disappeared.