Chapter 310: Body and Mind, the Primordial Spirit Appears!

[You successfully killed Shi Shouming, the Thunder Spirit Corpse, and obtained 2,000 Crimson Points.]

In the distant horizon.

At this moment, the sleeves of Yi Chen's Taoist robe had completely disappeared, his right fist was a bloody mess, and his white bones were faintly visible. The energy organs in his chest and abdomen had also drooped their heads, looking dejected.

Yi Chen felt the gaze ability in his mind, and after he realized clearly that the two intercepting masters on Kunxu Mountain did not continue to pursue him, he stopped briefly in the sea of ​​clouds and looked back.

Then his figure flashed and he suddenly went towards a crack in the valley.

…. ….The more you soak in the lava, the hotter it gets! Half an hour later, a Taoist figure who was "fighting hard" walked out of the lava pool.

He took out a Taoist robe and put it on himself, with a ferocious look on his face.

"I was careless."

"It's not a martial ethics thing."

"It was a one-on-one duel, but you cheated and attacked me, the Master of Hidden Dragon Temple, the Master of Blood Killing Tower, the independent cultivator Yan San, the great elder of the Hehuan Sect, the abandoned disciple of the Fa School Zhang San, and the future leader of the Hidden Dragon Alliance..."

After being suddenly ambushed, Yi Chen finally suffered a big loss. Fortunately, he reacted in time and activated the Soul Burning Transformation in time to strengthen himself and transfer his supernatural powers, so he did not cause too serious damage.

The cave he was in now was a volcanic magma cave deep underground that he had accidentally found. After swallowing and absorbing a lot of energy, the energy organs in his chest and abdomen began to stand up again.

"Gan Nen Niang, how come there is another Jie Dao master on Kunxu Mountain? How dare this person interfere with the fight between me and Wusheng Sword Mother? He is destined to die."

"I have been making righteous sneak attacks all day long, but today I was pecked in the eye by a wild goose. It seems I must kill him."

No one can control everything. Yi Chen thought that this trip to Jian Xie Sect would not destroy the sect, but at least he could suppress the entire Jian Xie Sect and make them retreat inside the big formation to fight against him. However, plans could not keep up with changes after all. Who would have thought that there was a powerful Jie Dao hiding on Kunxu Mountain.

"But don't panic. I killed a strange corpse before I changed my strategy, which made up for the deep red point gap needed to advance to the seventeenth level of true power."

"Let these old guys show off for a while."

"The magma in this cave is so hot that there is a risk of an eruption in the next few hundred years. By then, all the people in the mountains and fields will be devastated. Fortunately, my body has absorbed and transformed this agitated magma. There will be no worries here for a thousand years. Master, my merits have increased again."

Yi Chen glanced at the somewhat wilted molten cave. Some magma was still splashing out from the entrance, and the cave entrance was in a mess. This was all caused by the ups and downs he had gone through in there in order to recover his cultivation.

His body is not picky about food.

Geothermal energy and thermal radiation are also a type of energy. This is very physical.

In a flash, Yi Chen rushed out of the underground cave and arrived at a bear cave several hundred meters away.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it is a bear cave or not. It’s just that compared with the poor breakthrough environment in the lava cave, the brown bear cave is more open and spacious for Master Yi.

After sending Xiong Zi into a baby-like sleep with a single strike of his hand, Yi Chen immediately used his strength to kick Xiong Zi away. He sat down cross-legged with a cold look in his eyes.

Although his injuries have only recovered about 70% to 80% now, he doesn't want to wait any longer. He believes that the physical enhancement brought by the breakthrough of his true skills will surely make his body completely renewed and fully recovered.

He must let those sneak attacks show the amazing wisdom of his Yi Chengzi and give them a little deep red shock!

He, Yichengzi, was already angry.

"Crimson, break through for me!"

With a cry in his heart, Yi Chen fell into a state of meditation, his brows drooped, 250,000 deep red dots were deducted in an instant, and a magnificent memory suddenly emerged in his mind.

Like a cursory visit, the memory expands.

A bright moon, scattered shadows of flowers, ten miles of green mountains, intermittent bird sounds.

In a Taoist temple with green bricks and green tiles among the mountains and fields, a tall Taoist is studying scriptures by lamplight, holding a scroll in his hands.

After a while, the Taoist sighed and put down the scroll in his hand.

"Hey, I have been sitting in a small building deep in the mountains for a hundred years, and my progress in refining the Pure Yang True Art is still very slow. The path is cut off, so what is the way forward?"

At this moment, the moon is setting in the west.

The Taoist stood up and walked to the window. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. Soon, the sword of wisdom in his heart rose up, emitting bright light. The confused thoughts disappeared in an instant and turned into determination.

"I have reached a dead end many times, but each time I have tried to make further progress."

"It was so before, and it is so now."

"If the road ahead is really blocked, I will leap forward and continue on the road ahead to prove my Pure Yang Path!"

The Taoist suddenly stood up with a thought, his Taoist robe fluttered, and he traveled around the world immediately.

He observed the world for a hundred years, and on his way to attaining enlightenment, he saw that the people were living in misery, there was a great famine, and people were eating each other.

The world is gradually deteriorating.

There were also rebellions by local warlords, who established their own regimes and attacked each other.

At this time, the country was invaded by foreign races.

In order to stop the foreign invaders from pursuing them, one of the vassal states even broke the Yellow River, flooding hundreds of miles and making the already suffering people even worse off. Unfortunately, it cannot be said that it was completely useless, but it was of little use.

The foreign races were arrogant, killing for fun and competing with each other.

The land of Qianzhou sank, heaven and earth mourned, and the people cried.

When we arrived at a town, it started snowing heavily.

The Taoist saw two half-grown children huddled together in the corner of a dilapidated Taoist temple. The temple was drafty on all sides, and the children had some straw under them.

One of the younger children, who was covered in frostbite, asked, "Brother, why is it snowing? I'm so cold. I think I saw my mother making delicious Bobo chicken for us."

The older children's eyes no longer had any innocence, but were filled with resentment: "It's snowing, maybe God is dead."

"The snow is a sign of God's mourning!"

"Brother, bear with it for a while. When the snow is a little lighter, I will go to Huang's Restaurant to find you something to eat."

"Brother, don't go. You can't compete with the big wolf dog that Mr. Huang keeps."

"You've lost twice. Mr. Huang is teasing you. I'm not hungry. Gurgle~Gurgle~"

Seeing this scene, the Taoist's eyes flashed with a whirlpool, and after some questioning, he knew the whole story.

Both children were from a nearby town which had recently been massacred by foreigners. Fortunately, their parents saw the opportunity quickly and hid them in their own cellar, so the children were spared. The two children also witnessed the death of their parents with their own eyes.

And Mr. Huang was from a nearby family that led the surrender to the foreign race.

"Enlightenment! Enlightenment!"

"You are such an arrogant thief! You are so arrogant! You don't even take me seriously."

"My master, the founder of the Pure Yang Dao, taught us: In prosperous times, practice Dao behind closed doors; in troubled times, go down the mountain to help the world!"

"I'm going to kill him. Let's see why Qianzhou has become like this."

"This matter is important, fuck his ancestors."

On that day, it snowed heavily. The Taoist made the elegant sound of Daqian in the snow, and it was obvious that he was in a very bad temper.

He stretched out his hands and held the two children in his arms. Pure yang energy filled the air and soon the two children's bodies became warm.

"Uncle Taoist, what are we going to do?"

"Eat, eat big fish and meat."

"Where can we find fish and meat to eat now?"

"We'll eat whoever has it. Mr. Huang's family must have it. Kill them and everyone will have something to eat!" The Taoist grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

"Good! Kill them, they are bad.

Uncle Taoist priest, have dinner for everyone. Hello, Uncle Taoist priest!" The younger child's eyes flashed with hatred, but he clapped his hands and laughed, "Uncle Taoist priest, what is your Taoist name? I heard from my mother that Taoist priests all have Taoist names."

The Taoist paused, licked his lips and replied: "I am a compassionate and merciful person who helps the poor and the needy. I will cook it slowly over low heat and then cook it over high heat until it becomes thick, oily, and red. The sauce is fresh, fragrant, and refreshing. Master, the soup is thick and tasty."

The two children will never forget that day.

On that day, Mr. Huang's entire family was killed. The Taoist gave grain to the poor people and then treated the two of them to a sumptuous meal.

…. ….Two and a half years later.

A Taoist priest in red threw the wine bowl in his hand hard to the ground.

"There is no end to the wine in the cup, and there are no end to the heads of foreign races to kill."

"The enemy is in Qianzhou and will enter Beijing today!"

At this moment, someone in a restaurant in Jincheng, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties of Daqian, recognized the Taoist priest in red and could not help but exclaimed in surprise:

"That's the demon Taoist Blood-robed Taoist."

"This person refused to obey the king's rule and disrupted the peace between the queen mother and the foreign races. He has been wanted by the royal city. Under the advice of the national teacher, Master Jiujie, he was listed as the world's number one demon. His scarlet and purple Taoist robes were stained red with blood."

"The Blood-Robed Taoist has traveled through the two capitals and thirteen provinces of Daqian over the past two and a half years, killing more than a million foreigners. Now that he is about to enter the royal city, I think there will be another bloody storm."

These days, the Blood-Clothed Taoist is both famous and slandered throughout the world.

Some people praised his actions, while others angrily criticized him for the excessive killing, which was a bit extreme.

Any illegal officials of Daqian who fall into his hands will also be killed!

Kill profiteers too!

The real story here is that someone is secretly manipulating public opinion, confusing right and wrong, and ignoring the fact that those people are collaborators and traitors.

…. ….The royal city, the top of the Forbidden City.

The Taoist confronted the national teacher, Monk Jiujie, against the dynasty's great formation.

"Now I think I have found the crux of the problem."

"This royal city has become filthy (liao)."

"The people who have not been killed are filled with pits and valleys, pits and valleys!"

Monk Jiujie frowned and said, "Blood-robed Demon Daoist, you have killed too many people. Aren't you afraid of the difficulty of the heart tribulation?"

"I understand that it is not easy for you to cultivate, so I would like to give you a piece of advice."

"The fields and the city are filled with murderers. Who can hold the Tianhe River to wash the armored soldiers?"

The Taoist's blood-red robe shook, and he laughed loudly under the full moon: "Half of the country has been destroyed, and all the horses are silent under the iron hoofs of the foreign race. Why should we care about the disaster that we are facing?"

"Other high-ranking cultivators are afraid of the heart calamity, but I have never been afraid in my life, and I have never regretted it. What is there to be afraid of?"

"When the inner calamity turns into an inner demon, I will kill the demon."

"Whoever dares to stop me, I will kill him if he is a god or a Buddha!"

"Hah! Ignite the seven emotions, burn the six desires, the thirteen flames of pure yang are all empty!"

"The Pure Yang Holy Seal opens the sky's light!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

With a loud shout, the Taoist in Blood Robe attacked in anger. The pure sunlight shone on the entire royal city, and no evil spirits or monsters could escape.

"Ah! Damn it!"

"The Pure Yang True Method has drawn my Five Yins to their peak and broken the secret of my alchemy cauldron. My master is about to reveal his true form!"

With a shrill roar, the Chinese master's skin split open and turned into a giant black snake with eight heads, surrounded by black flames.

“Haha, I saw the demonic energy rising to the sky in the city just after I entered the royal city. I didn’t expect that it was a demon god from another race lurking in the royal city and stealing the position of the national teacher.”

"You didn't expect it, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being."

"Your hidden tail is wagging here and there. You are not a real monk at all."

"All the high-ranking officials in the royal city are already your puppets."

The two of them were not idle while chatting and laughing, and they used their ultimate moves one after another, and for a moment, the wind was raging in the sky.

…. …. "Master, you are crazy. Stop it immediately. I will issue an oracle to make the foreigners withdraw. If you continue to fight, even if you don't die, your foundation will be destroyed."

"Back off, your mother."

"The mountains can be uprooted, the rivers can be cut off, but I am the only one who cannot be defeated. Come and die!"

The final ultimate move roared, and the Taoist was between life and death. His thoughts were influenced by the pure yang power and slowly turned golden. When the eight-headed giant snake turned into ashes, a snake-eating shadow actually bit off half of the body of the Taoist in blood-stained clothes.

"I curse you, I curse you for all eternity. I will wait for you in hell, Blood-robed Demon Daoist, you lunatic."

This was the last shrill roar of the eight-headed giant snake left in the royal city.

The Taoist, with only half of his body left, paused on one foot and soared into the sky.

The culprit has been brought to justice, and a prosperous era is about to arrive. Taoist priest, it is time to return to the mountain.

…. ….His life was in danger, and the black air lingering on half of his body was constantly devouring the Taoist's vitality.

In a month at most, if he cannot break through, or resolve the curse cast by the eight-headed giant snake before its death, the Taoist can prepare to pass away.

The curse uttered by the giant snake before its death was not a verbal curse, but the use of its supreme demonic power to draw out the thick blood evil surrounding the Taoist's body, transforming it into a vicious curse that continuously eroded his body and soul.

"You have been meddling in other people's business. Your skills are about to collapse. Do you regret it now?" A strange man came to visit and chuckled in front of the Taoist temple.

"I do not seek immortality, but to be free and unfettered, and to have a clear mind. What is the point of living as long as a turtle?"

"I have heard that there is a strange stone in the East China Sea, which is as old as the heaven and earth, but it is unconscious and has no consciousness. I will not take this kind of immortality."

The Taoist shook his head and smiled, with half of his mouth curled up into an arc. The strange man retreated, and Lian said he admired him and said he would come back in a month to see him off.

"Give me a ride? It's not that easy for me to pass away." A strange color flashed in the Taoist's remaining half of the eye.

“It is said that if you plant flowers with care, they may not bloom, but if you plant willows by accident, they may grow into shade trees.”

"I didn't expect that the opportunity for me to break through to the seventeenth level of my true skill would come from here."

The Taoist shook his head slightly, and blood began to seep out from the cross-section of half of his body again.

As the saying goes, there is no blessing without misfortune, and there is no misfortune without blessing. Under the curse of the eight-headed giant snake, he was indeed in a life-and-death crisis, but he did not gain nothing.

It's just like when a person's kidney is cut, the remaining kidney will be extra big.

In order to fight against the strange curse, the remaining half of his body became stronger and stronger. The vitality settled in his body seemed to sense the impending disaster and began to constantly repair his broken body to fight against the curse.

"The most important thing is that I understand my own heart and my own path."

"A golden divine being has awakened in the acupoints in my body. This is my body god, and its power is infinite."

"But where is my mind? Where is it?"

"My spiritual power is sufficient, but it is like a pile of loose sand. I cannot form a fist to control my Dharma body. This is absurd, absolutely absurd!"

"My Dharmakaya is flawed, so I naturally cannot break through to a higher level of True Kung Fu. This is the reason why my cultivation progress is so slow."

"Things in the past and present are easier said than done. Today, I have achieved unity of knowledge and action. I have proved my truth. My thoughts are pure and positive. It is time to concentrate my mind."

"I, understand!"

"The holy sun shines, welcome the light of the seven clouds."

"The sky is bright and the golden wheel is shining."

"Break through the darkness and gather into a thousand saints"

"Concentrate your mind for me!"

With a roar, wisps of golden mist from the Taoist's remaining acupoints converged towards his qi sea.

The physical spirit and the mental spirit are not unrelated. In fact, people whose physical spirit is not strong enough cannot concentrate their minds at all. Even if they do, it will still be a disaster. There is only one outcome: the physical body will become exhausted and collapse.

But the Taoist did not have this problem. His body was so strong that he was no longer human! A month later, the stranger arrived.

"Niubizi, I'm here to collect your body."

As soon as he entered the Taoist temple, he saw that the Taoist priest was not dead and was even in better spirits.

"Ox Nose has a good method. I will come again in a year. I must collect this corpse today." The stranger retreated.

A year has passed.

Ten years have passed.

A hundred years have passed.

Every time, the strange man would run to the Taoist temple to ask whether the Taoist priest was dead, but he would return disappointed every time.

A thousand years passed.

The white-haired strange cultivator came again, his skin was wrinkled and his hair was white, and his life was like a candle in the wind.

"Ox Nose, why don't you just see me off."

The stranger looked at the Taoist priest who was still alive and kicking but only half of his body was left and said helplessly.

At this moment, the black air lingering on the Taoist's body had long disappeared.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the brilliant sound of Taoism resounding through the heaven and earth.

"Alone in the midst of the myriad phenomena of the universe, I practice the power of the universe from the beginning!"

"Zongheng Beidou is very scheming, and overturning Nanchen is very courageous!"

"Ghosts cry and gods howl, the original spirit appears, the creation is pure yang ~ the evil atmosphere is gone!"

At this moment, it was a starry night. The light of the stars in the sky mixed with inexplicable strange forces and roared towards the Taoist temple, making sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling, directly blowing off the roof of the Taoist temple, revealing a huge hole.

"The art of mind and destiny is created by nature."

"My Pure Yang Spirit is complete."

"Master Dao, I understand."

The Taoist concentrated his mind and saw a golden little soul figurine suddenly appear in the qi sea three inches below the navel, as if in a dream.

He unfolded his Dharma body, paused on one foot, and soared into the sky.

The stranger raised his head and saw that half of the Taoist's body was growing wildly, and then it was restored in an instant.

A Taoist shadow over thirty meters tall, like a colorful crystal, stood in the night sky, emitting golden divine light, like a scorching sun.

The Taoist fell down.

The stranger had a complicated expression: "Niubizi, you could have slowly recovered your body a long time ago, right?"

"yes."

"Then why don't you slowly condense your body, but do it this way?"

The Taoist was silent for a while, then he replied: "You have always wanted to collect my body, I was afraid you would not come."

"You are a nice person, a good person."

"After all, it's quite boring for me to condense my soul alone."

The stranger died.

(End of this chapter)