Chapter 232 My friend, you and I are destined to be in the West.

"Yu Linglong, don't be so arrogant."

"You are despicable and shameless. You took advantage of my absence to launch a sneak attack on the Ten Thousand Demons Nation."

"Even if there is no Ten Thousand Demons Nation today, I can still kill you here with my own hands."

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"Huang Quan, save me."

"Fuck, why is it an illusion?"

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"General Ma, help me."

Finally, Yixian’s cry for help worked.

A glass lamp fell from the sky, blocking the three thousand indestructible silver threads.

The sage's whisk burned quietly in the glass lamp, and the glass lamp and Taiyi whisk formed a brief balance in mid-air.

At this time, Yixian finally breathed a sigh of relief and reattached his wings that had been cut in half by Yu Linglong.

"Senior brother, please be careful." Yixian said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother? General Ma?"

Yu Linglong's eyes flickered as she guessed the origin of the glass lamp.

"According to rumors, there are five magic lamps in the prehistoric fairyland. Among them, the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp belongs to Donghuang Taiyi, and it disappeared after the witch-lich catastrophe. The other three magic lamps are in the hands of Nuwa, Master Taiqing, and Master Yuqing respectively. It is impossible for them to appear here, so this should be the companion spiritual treasure of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng, the Liuli Lamp."

The colored glaze lamp is also known as the Lingjiu Palace Lantern. Although it is not as famous as the Precious Lotus Lantern in the hands of Nuwa or the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern in the hands of the Taiqing Saint, it is also a magical weapon famous in the ancient times and is not difficult for Yu Linglong to recognize.

In particular, the glass lamp of the ancient Buddha Dipankara once shone brightly during the great calamity of the Conferred Gods.

A human-shaped shadow appeared on the glass lamp, and then completely solidified, appearing in front of Yu Linglong and confronting her.

"You are worthy of being a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect for being able to recognize my origins. My attack on you is not bullying the weak. Glazed Lamp Wick Ma Shan, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist."

"It is you, Ma Shan, the glass wick that has become a spirit."

Yu Linglong was not surprised.

"Given your background, it's understandable that you would stand up for the Ten Thousand Demons Nation."

During the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, the companion spirit treasure of the ancient Buddha, the Glazed Lamp, absorbed boundless magical powers due to years of practice under the Taoist priest Ran Deng. The wick of the lamp turned into a human form and fled to the foot of the mountain under the alias Ma Shan. He became a fierce general under the command of the Crown Prince of the Shang Dynasty and was invincible.

Later, Yang Jian borrowed the magic mirror and discovered Ma Shan's origins. He then asked the Taoist Master Ran Deng to subdue Ma Shan and put him back into the glass lamp.

Therefore, Ma Shan is undoubtedly a demon that has turned into a spirit.

He can be considered as the chosen one who survived the great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods.

But this is not necessarily a good thing.

Because he neither became an immortal nor a god, he was finally trapped in the glass lamp and followed the Taoist Master Ran Deng to join the Western religion.

Yu Linglong had psychologically anticipated Ma Shan's appearance.

"Yixian calls you Senior Brother. It seems that Yixian's true identity is Dapeng Yuyixian, the mount of the Ancient Buddha Ran Deng."

It was during the Conferred God Tribulation that Randang subdued a Dapeng as his mount.

After all, the demon race was once the overlord of heaven and earth, and a lean camel is bigger than a horse. In today's prehistoric fairyland, there are not many strong people who are qualified to own a mount. After all, this is humiliating the demon race, and ordinary practitioners do not have the courage.

In a sense, this can even be said to be a symbol of status.

Of course, only now.

If there is inflation in the future, or the demon race becomes increasingly decadent, it will be hard to say.

"He sent all his mounts and spiritual treasures to the lower world, and greatly weakened them. The ancient Buddha Ran Deng was really willing to spend money." Yu Linglong said coldly.

Ma Shan and Yuyixian are both "unlucky guys" who successfully survived the great calamity of the Conferred Gods. Although they did not get a job or become immortals, they have seen the great world of the ancient immortal world after all.

Putting them into this small world will have a certain impact on the journey of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng in the prehistoric fairyland.

Compared with the investment of Master Xuandu in this world, the investment of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng is obviously greater.

Ma Shan naturally couldn't let his master down.

"When facing the third generation of disciples of the Human Sect, the Ancient Buddha naturally dares not neglect it. But no one is as cautious as you think. Junior brother is just a corpse."

Yu Linglong looked at Yixian and raised her eyebrows after a moment: "If you kill the three corpses, you will become a golden immortal. Is this the body of the three corpses?"

Yixian sneered, "Are you scared?"

The three thousand silver threads in Yu Linglong's hands shone brightly, and amidst thousands of lights, they headed straight for Yixian.

She was too lazy to waste time talking to Yixian.

Killing the three corpses will lead to the attainment of the Golden Immortal. This was a cultivation system that was once widely circulated within the three religions. Its essence was to allow practitioners to complete their own evolution.

The Taoist book "Dream of the Three Corpses" says: "There are three corpse worms in the human body."

Specifically, they include three worms in the upper corpse, three worms in the middle corpse, and three worms in the lower corpse, so they are called "three corpses and nine worms."

If a cultivator wants to embark on the path to becoming an immortal, he must eradicate the "roots of the three corpses."

The upper corpse worm lives inside the human head and makes people stupid, dull and without wisdom.

The corpse worms in the human chest cause people to have worries and delusions and cannot be at peace.

The lower corpse worms live in the human stomach, making people greedy for sexual desires.

After beheading the three corpses, one will become a Golden Immortal, completing the transformation and sublimation. Naturally, one's cultivation will be promoted, and it will also conform to the world's imagination of a Golden Immortal: wise, calm, indifferent, and without desires.

But this is just one of many cultivation systems, and it is essentially no different from cultivating merit, cultivating righteousness, and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The reason why he is so famous is that the immortals who become immortals by killing the three corpses meet the requirements of the superiors for immortals:

Low desire, no trouble, no care about fame and fortune!

Which ruler doesn't like to use such subordinates? Therefore, beheading the three corpses is very popular in the prehistoric fairy world today. Including the Heavenly Court and the Western Church, they also support their disciples to practice the way of beheading corpses.

But human religion doesn’t care about this.

Yu Linglong follows the orthodox path of a Qi-refining practitioner, while also cultivating virtue.

Ji Changsheng focused on cultivating merits and virtues, and also practiced the orthodox way of cultivation.

They never thought about cutting off their obsessions and desires, which are definitely something that intelligent creatures must have.

In fact, none of the Six Saints and Six Emperors developed in this direction, otherwise the saints would not have almost died together during the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, and the Six Emperors would not have married, had children, and fought for power.

Yixian has already reached the stage of beheading the corpse, which means that his true level in the prehistoric fairyland is not far from the level of a golden fairy. However, in Yu Linglong's view, this is a dead end.

The ultimate goal of cultivation is to transform yourself into a heavenly machine.

It meets the above requirements.

But the future is destined to be bleak.

Yu Linglong would not persuade her, she just didn't want to waste time talking to a corpse.

"Good to come."

Yixian came to his senses at this time.

Just after he came out of retreat, he was stunned by Yu Linglong's Taiyi Whisk. As a result, he, who had integrated Kunpeng's blood essence, was always being suppressed and had not yet fully released his fighting power.

Now that Ma Shan was able to plunder the enemy, the sky was clear and the rain had stopped, Yixian felt that he was fine again.

"Brother, please don't make any move yet. I will meet her alone."

The Winged Immortal revealed his true form as a roc, with wings like clouds hanging down from the sky, blocking out the sun. With golden light in his eyes and a sharp scream, the Winged Immortal spread his wings and swooped down, his claws like hooks, trying to tear Yu Linglong into two pieces.

Three thousand silver threads pierced through the body of the Winged Immortal, but the Dapeng Eagle did not slow down. Even though its skin was torn and the sky was stained with blood, it still did not cause fatal damage to the Winged Immortal.

The strength of the demon race's body began to show, and the serious injuries further stimulated the bravery of Yixian and the magical effect of Kunpeng's blood.

Yu Linglong's eyes were shining and her face was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Yixian would dare to confront her head-on.

The strength of Yixian's body, assisted by Kunpeng's essence and blood, also slightly exceeded her expectations.

However, Yu Linglong was just surprised, not frightened.

The Taiyi whisk in his hand shone brightly again, and three thousand silver threads completely wrapped Yixian's body, first destroying the speed that Yixian was most proud of.

Afterwards, Yu Linglong did not activate the third form of Taiyi Whisk.

She simply released her powerful aura of the Tribulation Realm.

That is a peak that far exceeds what this world can accommodate.

The wind and rain are blowing, and the thunderbolt is coming again. The rules of heaven and earth do not allow such powerful creatures to remain in the lower world and not return. This is a violation of the rules of heaven.

Amidst the violent storm, thunder and lightning, Yu Linglong raised her left hand high, and in full view of everyone, she drew the red lightning into wings and cast the thunderbolt into a spear.

The shot stabbed Yixian so hard that he felt chilled to the bone.

The saint's magic weapon can be used, but the cost is too high.

To kill just one of the three corpses, Yu Linglong thought that she didn't need to use any magic weapon.

It's enough to rely on yourself.

Ji Changsheng almost cheered when he saw this smooth and flowing combo.

Thunder tribulation can be played like this.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like I opened a back door for my wife.

Yu Linglong's subsequent actions indeed seemed like she had made arrangements with the Thunder Department in advance.

She dispersed her aura, regained the strength of a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, and took the initiative to bow to the sky: "Please wait for a moment, Thunder Gods, I will ascend immediately."

The thunderbolt dissipated.

The sky is clear and the air is fresh.

Only the wailing of the Winged Fairy and the blood-stained sky proved that a shocking battle had just taken place.

Yixian is not dead yet.

But he had already lost his will to fight, his eyes were filled with fear and astonishment, "This is impossible. How can you use the power of thunder? Did you inherit the legacy of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Voice Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable? Or were you taken in by the Divine Sky Jade Purity Mansion in advance?"

Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun, one of the part-time jobs of the Southern Divine Emperor, is the highest god in the Department of Thunder.

The headquarters of the Thunder Department is the Divine Heaven Jade Purity Palace, which consists of three provinces and nine departments, the Central Department of the Thirty-Six Inner Courts, the East and West Huatai, the Mysterious Pavilion, the Four Palaces and Six Courts, and various departments, each with its own division. The Nine-Sky Thunder General, the Eight-Direction Cloud Thunder General, the Five-Direction Barbarian Thunder Envoy, and the Thunder Department General Envoy are all subordinates of the Nine-Sky Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun. There are 36 Thunder Gods in the various departments, who strike thunder on behalf of the heavens and all obey the orders of the Nine-Sky Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun.

Just now, Yu Linglong drew the red lightning into wings and cast thunderbolt into a spear. In Yixian's opinion, this was something that only the gods of thunder could do.

Yu Linglong and Ji Changsheng on the ground looked at each other.

Of course, she did not receive the inheritance of Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun.

But she can indeed use the authority of the gods of thunder.

Isn't it reasonable for a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect to use the authority of the Prince of the Chan Sect? Moreover, the one who now claims to be the Prince of the Chan Sect is crying and shouting that he wants to marry her.

Therefore, it was not unfair for Yixian to lose.

"It seems that Yuqing Zhenwang has also met his end."

Ma Shan was also shocked by the thundering methods displayed by Yu Linglong.

The glazed lights spun and jumped, reflecting Ma Shan's changeable face.

"Let me learn from you, fellow Taoist, your thunderous methods."

Clusters of cold ghost fire spread out around Yu Linglong.

The portal to the underworld opened wide, and a cold and evil aura immediately filled the space between heaven and earth.

The fire inside the glass lamp is called the Netherworld Ghost Fire, one of the ten sacred fires. It can go directly to the underworld and review the life scenes of the deceased.

As the companion spiritual treasure of Dipankara, Dipankara entered the Western Buddhism and was listed as one of the Three Buddhas of the Past, Present and Future. A large part of the reason why he was called the Buddha of the Past was related to this lamp.

Those who die under the glass lamp can see their past lives clearly.

As the ghost fire of the underworld surrounded Yu Linglong, Yu Linglong’s life began to vaguely appear in the ghost fire.

Yu Linglong's face turned slightly pale, but she still did not choose to use the third form of Taiyi whisk. Instead, she sat cross-legged in mid-air, allowing the Netherworld Ghost Fire to burn her without moving.

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

This made Ma Shan both shocked and angry.

"Fellow Daoist, you are too arrogant for not using the Taiyi Whisk when facing the Netherworld Ghost Fire."

This was a slap in his face, thinking that he was unworthy of her using her greatest killer move.

Ma Shan used the Netherworld Ghost Fire to unlock the final form of the Glass Lamp.

Therefore, the difference between the two was immediately clear. It was also for this reason that Ma Shan could not accept this result.

"There is no Xuanhuang Merit Tower to protect you here. If you continue to be so arrogant, I will send you to the underworld and reincarnate."

Ma Shan used all his strength to activate the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

Yu Linglong's figure became increasingly vague, as if it would be burned to ashes in the next moment.

Until three thousand silver threads flowed out from Ma Shan’s chest.

Ma Shan lowered his head.

Look up again.

In front, Yu Linglong's figure was still being burned by the ghost fire of the underworld and was on the verge of collapse.

Yu Linglong's usual cold voice came to my ears: "The ghost fire of the netherworld leads directly to the netherworld. With my current level of Taoism, I cannot break it."

Therefore, she was not surrounded by the ghost fire from the very beginning.

Since you know you are no match for him, why bother to go head-on? Yu Linglong is not Yu the Old Demon, and her head is not that hard.

What Ma Shan saw was only Yaoguang Luo Huan.

"impossible."

Ma Shan couldn't accept this outcome.

"No illusion can remain undetectable under the burning of the ghost fire."

"Ordinary illusions really don't work, but Yaoguang Luohuan can."

This is an illusion that leads directly to Daluo.

The colored glaze lamp is only a magic weapon of the Daluo level.

A worthy match.

"Of course, if I had held on a little longer, I wouldn't have been able to hide it from you." Yu Linglong said frankly, "It's just that you couldn't hold on a little longer."

Her attainments in Yaoguang Luohuan were not as high as Ma Shan's level of opening the Liuli Lamp.

But Ma Shan did not hold out until her Yaoguang Luohuan revealed a flaw, as her defense was broken by Taiyi Fuchen.

He was just a wick, not a demon spirit known for its physical strength.

But Taiyi whisk is, after all, a magic weapon of the saint.

Yu Linglong pinned Ma Shan in place, her true energy burst out, and the next moment, bang! Explosion is an art.

After killing Ma Shan, Yu Linglong looked at Yixian who was still alive.

His expression did not seem relaxed, but rather more solemn.

"Sure enough, there is a back-up plan."

Yixian laughed loudly: "Yu Linglong, even if you are extremely powerful and a master in the world, what can you do? I didn't want to use this thing, but you forced me to do it."

If he can avoid it, he really doesn't want to use it.

Because once he uses this thing, it means that his trip to the mortal world has been a complete failure, and he needs a saint to come down in person to help him.

Even if you win, you are still a loser.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng has already invested a lot of money. As long as they make good use of it, they will definitely have a chance of winning after the Xuanhuang Merit Tower is tied up.

But they didn't catch it.

Judging from the game between the ancient Buddha Dipankara and the great master Xuandu, it is obvious that the disciple of the great master Xuandu is better.

With this result, the Ancient Buddha Ran Deng may not be unable to afford to lose.

But Western religions cannot afford to lose.

"Master Xuandu can win, but the Human Cult cannot win again, and the human race cannot produce another emperor."

Yixian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and even though his body was still being ravaged by thunder and lightning, he respectfully took out a slender, green, and shining green bamboo. Ji Changsheng, Yu Linglong, and many others all looked extremely solemn in an instant.

"Six Pure Bamboos!"

Yu Linglong uttered five words.

Yixian's injuries were completely healed, and his aura cultivation even improved. In a very short time, he surpassed Yu Linglong and continued to climb.

"Yes, it is the Six Pure Bamboos."

The bitter bamboo, originally one of the ten innate spiritual roots, was obtained by the Taoist master Zhunti, one of the two saints in the West, and refined into an innate spiritual treasure that can seal a person's six senses and make him at the mercy of others.

Yu Linglong had told Ji Changsheng before that the conspiracy behind the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons might not only be the work of the ancient Buddha Dipankara, but there was a high possibility that a saint from the Western Church might be involved.

This is indeed the case.

The holy man Cundi cast down six pure bamboos.

"My little friend, you and I are destined to be in the West."

A compassionate voice came from the Six Pure Bamboos.

When hearing this sound, all things grow, like a spring breeze blowing on your face, making people involuntarily indulge in it.

But Yu Linglong was not intoxicated.

Ji Changsheng was not intoxicated either.

On the contrary, they both felt a chill in their hearts.

The game is now decided.

The Six Pure Bamboos were already arranged by the Bodhisattva Cundi, so the great master Xuandu could not add to them.

"If a saint behaves like this, even if he wins, he still loses. Why does he do this?" Yu Linglong frowned and said, "Beating the great wizard does not bring glory to the saint."

After all, Xuan Du is only a quasi-saint.

Losing to Zhunti was natural, and no one would think that Xuan Du was ashamed.

The Bodhisattva Cundi did not answer.

However, Ji Changsheng spoke first: "Fairy Linglong is wrong. If there is anyone among the six saints who can surpass the great master Xuandu and add glory to him, there is still one."

Although Uncle San’s actual combat record is not that good, it is just that his brain is not working well. He certainly does not think that defeating Master Xuandu is an honor for him.

But for the Saint Zhunti...you don't say it, you really don't say it.

Nuwa alone cleared the Styx, but failed to take down Zhunti.

Does he need to prove himself? Is Master Xuandu a good person to prove himself?

Here comes the problem.

"Saint, you failed to take down the Styx before. If you can't take down the Archmage this time...what will you do?"

Ji Changsheng was really worried about Zhunti.

Even if the Great Master Xuandu held the exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth on his head and held the Tai Chi diagram in his hand, he really felt that Zhunti might not be able to move Xuandu.

The defense of the Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth + the Tai Chi Diagram may not be inferior to the sea of ​​blood.

The Saint Zhunti was not angry. The voice coming from the Six Pure Bamboos was as gentle as ever: "My little friend, you also have a destiny with me in the Western Paradise."

Ji Changsheng laughed: "It seems that the Saint has made up his mind to use the Xuandu Grand Master to improve his reputation. Saint, I am only curious about one thing."

"you say."

"If the projection of the Six Pure Bamboos is cut off here, will it affect the power of the Six Pure Bamboos itself? If the Six Pure Bamboos itself is damaged in the battle, will the Saint still be able to defeat the Xuandu Master alone?"

Before taking action against the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, Ji Changsheng was mentally prepared for the possibility that this saint would interfere in the game between quasi-saints.

Shameless people know shameless people best.

So, he made a plan in advance.

"Saint, you will have to answer this question yourself in a moment. Amitabha, I wonder if today will witness the first miracle in history where a saint is defeated by a quasi-saint."

The ancient fairyland.

Master Xuandu, with the exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth on his head and the Tai Chi diagram in his hand, took a step forward and arrived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

“Xuandu pays respect to the mountain!”

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A corpse appeared in Ji Changsheng's hand.

Lou Mengyang's.

Afterwards, Ji Changsheng silently practiced the "Yin Shi Painted Skin Sutra".

If you are not of the Lou family bloodline, you cannot summon the phantoms of the Yuantu and Abi swords.

However, "The Painted Skin of the Yin Corpse Sutra" takes away the status of cause and effect.

The Yuantu Sword is now in the hands of Nuwa.

"Amitabha, Infinite Heavenly Venerable, Mommy, please love me again!"

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