Fahai didn't care about it anymore, and he went around according to his memory, and worked it for an hour or two.

Only a sphere with a diameter of ten meters was made.

But what should I do next?

"The ball should be turned."

This is extremely easy, you can do it by using a little magic power.

"How fast should I turn?"

What exactly is the atmosphere?

"Is it because I don't have enough knowledge?"

Fahai smiled embarrassedly.

Still thinking too naively.

Regardless of his scattered power, he transformed into a ball of magic, wrapped it up, stretched out his hand and jumped out of the illusion of his mind.

Since he has entered the illusion, he has of course mastered the magical powers of space.

Even a distance of several hundred kilometers, you can reach it by step.

Come to Shifeng Mountain where he broke up with Xuankong.

As soon as he stood still, Xuankong flew over with his wings and said happily: "Master?"

When he flew to Fahai, Xuankong stopped in the air involuntarily.

I only felt a layer of golden light on Fahai's body, but my whole body's cultivation could no longer see through.

"Let's go."

Fahai spread his palm open and Xuan Kong flew into his palm.

"The disciple has been worried and worried that his master will suffer an accident these days. Where is the devil?"

"I have killed it. Do you know that these White Lotus Sects harm the world?"

Xuan Kong shook the bird's head: "I don't know. I have only been practicing in the mountains for so many years and have never asked about the world."

Fahai nodded and said, "It's good to do this, so you don't get any karma."

Xuan Kong asked, "Master, who are these monsters? I saw that the demonic spirits in Xushui City were noisy these days, and a large number of soldiers and horses came. The two Buddhist temples in the city were blown up and many monks were captured."

Fahai clasped his hands together, his eyes full of sorrow: "Sincere, this is caused by me, but I have innocently implicated my fellow disciples. Well, I will kill you."

With a flip of his finger, the drop of Arhat's golden blood appeared.

It is as brilliant as gold and as scorching as fire.

The smoke waves flowed in the golden blood, as if there was a supreme Buddha and a towering ancient temple.

Xuankong only took a look and was completely stunned: "Impossible."

He shook his head violently: "Master, am I dazzled? What is this? Why did I see a trace of Hanxuan fortune, and it seems that there is a universe inside?"

Fahai said: "This is the illusion of the mind of the master. This bird body is abandoned. I will find another Dharma body for you. You will temporarily enter my illusion."

"Illusion? What is Illusion?"

Fahai used his hand to drive Xuankong's soul into the space and appeared again above Xushui.

Looking down at the altar, the formation was unexpectedly large.

The city wall was like a big enemy, with archers lying on the arrows, and a large number of officers and soldiers were crowded on the horse path, wearing bows and armor, and fully armed.

On the platform below the altar, countless officers and soldiers gathered, driving thousands of corvee labor, and were repairing the altar.

There were more than a dozen people standing on the top of the altar.

Three of them were dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes, wearing golden robes, with golden crowns on their heads and carrying golden swords in their hands.

Not to mention anything else, just relying on the golden background on this robe, if it were a different dynasty, as long as it was worn on it, it would be a serious crime to behead.

The Song Dynasty was the exception.

These three people are not Taoist sects, but their status in the Song Dynasty was better than Taoist sects.

It is the state religion of the Song Dynasty and the Shenxiao Sect.

The Taoist in charge was covered in white hair, but his face was rosy. At first glance, he was the great cultivation of the Golden Pill. He was the Lord of Lingxiao Palace in Zhending Mansion and the True Man Qianji.

Looking at the crack, Qianji Zhenren was not as majestic as before, but had a bitter face.

What kind of cultivation is that he can split the altar into two petals with one palm?

He asked the county magistrate behind him, "No one saw such a big noise?"

County Magistrate Wang Quan had long been stripped of his official uniform and was escorted by two officers and soldiers. He knelt on the ground with the word "prison" written on his back, with his hands and legs shackles, a death row shackle on his neck, a rag in his mouth, and a bloody face.

The guards pulled off the rag from Wang Quan's mouth.

"Sir, I'm really wronged..."

The two detained officers and soldiers were tall and fully dressed, and looked very elite.

He held the stick in his hand, completely disregarding Wang Quan's life. With one blow, he beat Wang Quan to the point of bleeding and shouted: "Don't call for justice, I'll honestly reply to the words of the lord."

"Sir, I really didn't see it. Sir. I only worked in the yamen that day, and I felt the ground was shaking violently. It was already like this when I came out. Please ask me to avenge me, Sir..."

There were two officials standing next to him, and they were also trembling.

One of them looked at Wang Quan's miserable situation and felt a heartbroken. He was the magistrate of Pingshan County and this place was under his jurisdiction.

After Wang Quan, it's his turn.

Gritting his teeth, taking a step forward and bowing, "Real person, can I say something?"

Qian Ji Zhenren saw that he was wearing a blue sky and white cloud suit and nodded: "Tell me."

The official bowed to the ground.

The Song Dynasty's state religion, the divine power, and even above the imperial power.

All the civil and military officials of the dynasty, including the national tyrants of the dynasty, all claimed to be immortals in the sky and had divine positions.

He is a dignified county magistrate, and he has to bow his head when he sees the Taoist magistrate.

Chang Ju said to the ground: "You are afraid that this matter is not done by human power. Many people in the city have seen it. They say that a divine palm came down from the sky, which is the divine power from the sky. Perhaps our sacrifices are not enough, our hearts are not sincere enough, or some offends the gods, so as to reduce the power of the sky, please ask the real person to understand it."

Qian Ji frowned and couldn't speak for a moment.

If possible, he would rather explain it as the divine power from heaven.

Who can reach such a level of cultivation? If you really have such a level of cultivation, how terrifying would you reach?

With one palm, we split the altar dozens of feet into two!

He has also been practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years, and has achieved great success in the golden elixir. No one knows better what this means than him.

If anyone can do it, it is no different from the Daluo Golden Immortal.

But the blame is because of the blame. The White Lotus Sect believe that it was done by a demon monk.

It shocked the whole country.

Qian Ji glanced at the two junior brothers, one of them, one of them, one of them, one of them, one of them, one of them, one of them, one of them, and one of them, and three of them, who have been more than a hundred years old.

At this time, the three of them looked at each other, all of whom were full of bitter expressions.

Qianjue sighed: "Now that the White Lotus is powerful, and if you do things like this, you will be punished by God."

Qian Ling shook her head secretly, her face full of sadness.

The three of them, who have been in charge of Lingxiao Palace for a hundred years, can be regarded as the first time they have attained enlightenment.

It’s just that I’m not good at practicing hard.

The Shenxiao Sect was originally a righteous Taoist sect. It was passed down from the Five Patriarchs of the Jie Sect and the Yuanshi Dharma King of the Saint Realm of Yuqing. Practicing the Five Thunder Gods Dharma is also considered an orthodox Taoist sect.

But I didn’t expect that more than a hundred years ago, a genius of cultivation appeared in the Shenxiao Sect, named Lin Lingsu.

In just over a hundred years, he has reached the realm of Nascent Soul Transformation.

Lin Lingsu was greedy for wealth and honor in the world, and actually forgot the foundation of the Taoist sect and went to the court to become the national master.

By using words, he presented the sacred name to the current saint, calling the saint the reincarnation of Emperor Jiuhua, and the leader of the Taoist lord, the Taoist lord, the Emperor Daojun.

With one hand and one step, Shenxiao Sect helped the state religion to the status of the state religion.

But now the Jin Kingdom is powerful, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King is arrogant and has a huge magic power.

In order to resist the Jin soldiers, they actually joined forces with the White Lotus monster to create evil heretics, and set up altars on the borders of six states across the country, and recruited six Dings and six Jia heavenly soldiers to descend to earth.

Used to resist the Jin soldiers.

Xushui City is one of the sixteen Rongjin borders.

The altar has been built for three years and is about to be completed.

However, he was unexpectedly cut from the sky by a Buddha's palm and split in half.
Chapter completed!