"The 20-year-old golden bodhi tree is a good material."
Chen Huaian picked up the tree trunk on the ground.
Fen Guang died, leaving only this little bit of his essence. He had forged the blade of the Black Scale Sword, but still lacked a scabbard that matched the blade. This Golden Bodhi was just the right thing to use as a scabbard, so that Brother Zhang could live more comfortably in it.
Without the burning light blocking the way, the path to the Burning Holy Land was now unimpeded.
"Li Ziping, take everyone in first."
After Chen Huaian gave Li Ziping instructions, he handed a black dragon scale to Li Qingran: "Qingran, this is the control of Jiulong Shengxuan. Now your master is giving it to you. You follow Li Ziping and Zhang Mengchu. Don't run around or act rashly. Call your master as soon as you encounter danger."
Li Qingran took the dragon scale and immediately felt connected with the nine black dragons of Jiulong Shengxuan. She could give orders to the nine black dragons at will.
"What about you, Master?" Li Qingran squeezed the dragon scales tightly: "Aren't you coming with us?"
"No." Chen Huaian shook his head, "Master needs to wait for someone."
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Wait for the monk Fenye."
Chen Huaian looked at the entrance of the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus, his voice was low and seemed to contain ice: "The Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus has been breached, and Monk Fen Ye will definitely notice it. He will rush back as quickly as possible. There will be a battle between Master and Monk Fen Ye...
Remember, your primary goal is to save Yun Suxin. The second goal is to weaken the power of the Burning Holy Land. The entire holy land has been corrupted by Burning Industry's thoughts. There is not a single good monk among them. Kill them all at any cost! ”
Li Qingran knew that among all the people present, only her master could stop Monk Fen Ye.
Only the Master can buy time for them to save people.
Each of the powerful Dongxu masters like Li Ziping and Zhang Mengchu has his own opponents, who are the elders of the Fenjing Holy Land who also have Dongxu cultivation.
So she didn't say anything like "Master, can you please not go?" or "That's very dangerous." He just nodded very solemnly.
"Please rest assured, Master. Qingran will protect herself."
"Master, please remember that you still have us, and I, your disciple... Now, you are the strongest!"
The early stage of Mahayana versus the second stage of Mahayana.
And Monk Fenye definitely has more than one magical treasure.
There is no benefit in fighting, Chen Huaian knows this very well.
But when he heard Li Qingran's words, he still felt a surge of energy flowing through his body.
"Go ahead."
He turned his back with his sword in hand and stood behind everyone.
Even though there was only one person standing there, the boiling sword intent seemed to have formed a Great Wall. This sword intent told everyone not to worry about the future. It also indicated that if Monk Fen Ye wanted to return to Fen Jing Holy Land for support, he would have to break through this wall.
Li Qingran bit her lip, looked deeply at her master's back, and then without hesitation, she controlled the Nine Dragons Holy Pavilion to enter the Burning Holy Land.
Master had a great battle with Monk Fen Ye.
They also had a great battle with the Burning Holy Land.
Although she is not beside the Master, she is still with the Master.
"Master...please take care!"
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Not long after Jiulong Shengxuan entered the Holy Land of Burning Purification.
The entire Xumi Realm suddenly shook.
Chen Huaian knew that this was not because of the great battle in the Fenjing Holy Land. As a top-level spiritual treasure, the internal space of the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus was not that unstable.
The sound of Buddhist scriptures came from a very far distance.
He knew that the owner of the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus, Monk Fenye, had arrived.
The spiritual treasure is spiritual, and the vibration is the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus expressing its anger and accusation. When he was talking about the absence of monk Fenye, he was exposed by a hole in his head, which was a humiliation.
"Brother, Monk Fen Ye is at the second calamity realm of Mahayana."
Zhang Yibai is now beside Chen Huaian, his face solemn: "I admit that your swordsmanship is the best in the world, but the gap in realm is insurmountable. This time, the main purpose of fighting with Monk Fenye is to delay time, and you must not rush to attack!
Although Fen Ye is a monk, he is very good at killing. If you are at a lower level than your opponent, there will be no good end if you use attack against attack! It is better to defend instead of attack, and use four ounces to move a large amount of force! ”
Chen Huaian nodded slightly.
He is not an arrogant person.
It is true that sword cultivators are the best at killing, but he does not think that practicing swordsmanship can enable him to cross a major realm in the Mahayana period and confront the second calamity of burning karma head-on.
The so-called two-tribulation Mahayana is the Mahayana that has experienced two heavenly tribulations.
To reach the state of Mahayana and ascend to immortality, one needs to go through several heavenly tribulations and the last great heavenly tribulation. Every heavenly tribulation is both a tribulation and a test for Mahayana practitioners.
Every time a Mahayana cultivator passes a wave of heavenly tribulations, his dantian, sea of consciousness, and physical body will be greatly improved. Therefore, a Mahayana of zero kalpa cannot defeat a Mahayana of one kalpa, and a Mahayana of one kalpa naturally cannot defeat a Mahayana of two kalpas. The difference of one kalpa is a qualitative difference.
"Oh, right." Zhang Yibai suddenly said, "Brother Chen, I only know that you are in the Mahayana stage now, but I don't know how many times you have survived the heavenly tribulation?"
Chen Huaian was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Not even once."
“Uh…” Zhang Yibai stroked his beard and laughed dryly, “Oh, it’s okay. It’s not a big problem. We’ll just do our best. If we can’t win, we’ll delay. If we can’t delay, we’ll run. If we can’t run, then we’ll just die.”
Chen Huaian: “…”
How to say it?
It's understandable that Zhang Yibai can't find a Taoist partner with his comforting skills.
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"How dare you, Jiange thief, destroy my Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus?"
Amid the approaching Sanskrit chanting, there was a sudden roar, which made the peaceful Sanskrit chanting suddenly change and made people feel irritated and violent.
In the far distance, a golden light came flying towards them.
Before it even arrived, the temperature around it had already risen suddenly.
Chen Huaian knew that the Lord had come.
“Fen Ye Monk, you teamed up with Yu Yao Zhenren in the Zhongzhou Secret Realm to persecute my Sword Pavilion disciples. Now there are other disciples from other sects trapped in the Holy Land. Let’s settle the old and new accounts together!”
Even if you can’t match her in skills, you can’t lose in momentum.
Chen Huaian did not retreat. Instead, he rushed towards Monk Fenye with his sword in hand.
The black clothes fluttered in the strong wind, and the dead branches were crushed as the footsteps landed.
The sword blade broke and pierced straight into the face of Monk Fen Ye.
Zhang Yibai said that this monk is good at killing, so let's test him with a sword first!
The Burning Karma Hand was the whole body, as if covered with a layer of gold, with a face showing a furious Vajra look, and in his right hand he held a Vajra, which was slamming towards Chen Huaian's head with scorching heat.
Seeing that the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus was broken, he was extremely furious. He didn't want to waste any more words with Chen Huaian. He just wanted to kill this flea of the ninth level of Dongxu with one stick!
The sword and the vajra collided with each other, and there was a loud thunder.
Circles of air waves wrapped in true essence spread out with the two of them as the center, and the virtual world in Xumi was like duckweed in the raging waves, tottering in the shock waves.
Monk Fen Ye's pupils suddenly shrank.
Can the ninth level of Dongxu withstand his attack?
He looked at the pale-faced Chen Huaian in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.
“When did you achieve the Mahayana breakthrough?!”
Chen Huaian stared at the monk Fenye.
In other words, stare at the vajra in the hands of Monk Fenye.
His ability to withstand this attack had a lot to do with the help of the Black Scale Sword and Zhang Yibai.
But that doesn't matter.
The important thing is...why does this vajra look familiar?
He seemed to have seen him somewhere.
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