Outside the burning hall, the eyes of a flaming face were blocked by layers of blooming golden lotuses. The faces of He Xinyi and other Donghuo Palace disciples were full of horror and shock.
They naturally knew who that face represented, but at this moment they were sealed away by the other party.
Below the faces, three more people were standing, still moving as they had at first, and then they woke up, seemingly in a blink of an eye.
Especially for Xue Chen, lotus flowers were blooming all around his feet and in the dimensional space around him, but none of them could compare with the brightest one on his forehead. It was the same as the lotus platform of the external minister when he became an immortal, which was also the thirty-sixth grade.
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"I said in my dream that golden lotuses were everywhere, and when the pearls descended from the sky, I would achieve enlightenment. Dream Fire Immortal Lord, your ultimate dream within a dream was broken by me, what else is there?"
Xue Chen maintained his mysterious and noble temperament at this moment, looking at Immortal Menghuo with a smile, and his tone was no longer so awe-inspiring.
"The true meaning of the lotus!" The voice of Menghuo Immortal Lord came from the sealed face, which was both shocked and bitter: "You have begun to aspire to Bodhi, how can I do anything to you with my little Taoism?"
As Xinyuan said, Xue Chen realized the Tao at a critical moment. After the five phases of the disillusionment of life and death, he also realized the lotus phase, which is called the lotus phase bodhicitta.
Lotus and Bodhi are both the purest and most sacred representatives of Buddhism. It has been recorded in ancient books that the only criterion for judging Buddhist practice is whether there is a lotus, Bodhi, whirling, or pure sand in a person's heart. There are thousands of kinds of them.
One phase.
At that moment, his consciousness transcended himself, liberating more of his true self, and his will sublimated, reaching a mysterious and unpredictable realm, easily breaking through dreams within dreams.
Now when I look at the 'Dream Fire Immortal Lord' again, I realize that the face projection is just the imprint of the will placed in the Fire Palace Formation. It can only be manifested by relying on the energy support of the East Fire Palace. His true body has not come.
It can be seen from this that Dream Fire Immortal Lord is more powerful than the three of them imagined, and this brand may only be left behind for tens of thousands of years.
"We have touched the core formation here. The Emperor Talisman in it may have contacted the main palace formation talisman at the upper level. Dream Fire Immortal Lord may really be rushing over. Let's act quickly." Xue Chen kept calm and said
I am not proud of breaking the magical power of a star king.
"That's right! Brothers, come with me and rush forward to loot everything here!" Ling Xiaotong screamed and rushed forward, kicking the burning door open. Fei Yuntian also had a gangster look on his face.
Xue Chen was suppressing the will of Lord Meng Martian outside, clasping his hands together tightly. No matter how hard the flames struggled, the golden lotuses in his eyes were still blooming layer by layer, without limit.
Boom!
Suddenly the hall collapsed, and two figures jumped out, and then they saw the little spirit boy with storage utensils hanging all over his body. His little eyes were shining, and he laughed with great satisfaction: "This trip is worth it, there are so many treasures here, and there are so many treasures here.
There are some spiritual materials produced in the Dream Forest, but they are priceless and are worth enough for us to loot ten bases."
At the same time, without the support of the main hall formation, the flaming face dissipated little by little, but before it was completely destroyed, he warned the three of them: "I remind you, be cautious in everything, and don't go beyond the thunder pool!"
"Bullshit! I have stepped on your faces many times." Ling Xiaotong just gave him a sideways look, which made the faces of the disciples of the East Fire Palace turn red, and some of them vomited blood again, feeling extremely sad and angry.
Then, he pointed at He Xinyi and shouted righteously: "You ungrateful stinky woman, we were ready to let you go just now, but we didn't expect to fall out with someone's support and want to make me look good? Hum hum! Let's see who gives it to whom.
You look good, I will strip you naked today."
After saying that, he rubbed his hands and approached with a wicked smile. He Xinyuan was so frightened that he panicked, screamed and then cried, but the spirit boy ignored him.
It wasn't until he got close to the other party that he suddenly changed his attitude. He looked at He Xinyi who was crossing her arms and lowering her head in astonishment, her cheeks filled with embarrassment: "You're actually having sex? I'm a man with a family. I just said that I would strip away all your treasures."
, but I’m not interested in you, so I’m just being sentimental!”
Seeing the contemptuous look on the spirit boy's face, He Xinyi became even more ashamed and angry, but she was powerless and could only threaten him by staring.
"Hehe! Look at my wonderful hands being empty!" The spirit boy stretched out his five fingers, the silver light shone, and he vaguely saw a mirror.
They saw He Xinyi's sachet hanging from Liu's waist, the ring on his slender finger, the bead chain around his wrist, etc., all detached, as well as many treasures in the Zifu space, turned into streamers and disappeared into a mirror.
"Huh? This is..." Ling Xiaotong said in surprise, then he closed his palms and the silver glow dissipated, revealing He Xinyi's pale and charming face, with bulging but dull eyes.
"Uh! You don't have to do this, right? It's just that you lose your possessions, but you don't lose your life. As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood..." Before Ling Xiaotong could finish speaking, he was shocked by the treasure in his hand. It was a ball of
The red and black strange fire alternates between virtual and real, creating a vast dream, with a lullaby faintly singing.
"Nightmare Fire!" Fei Yuntian spat dryly, telling the origin of this flame.
Xue Chen's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he was very happy. Nightmare Fire is a rare kind of strange fire in the world. Although it is contaminated by a devil, it can actually be used by various schools because its attribute is 'dream'.
It can help monks refine their spiritual will. It is very rare. It can only be produced in the Dream Forest in the entire continent, but the fifth-grade one has never appeared.
"It seems that you have just been found, so we got a bargain, quack quack!" Ling Xiaotong was extremely happy, and then brought the strange fire to Xue Chen and Fei Yuntian, laughing and rubbing his hands while twitching his posture.
"I don't need it." Fei Yuntian curled his lips in disdain, because he pursued speed and surpassed everything, and the secret of the illusion was an obstacle.
Mr. Xue already had the heart of the Wanxiang God, so this flame had little effect on him. Naturally, it would not steal the love of the spirit child. He nodded with a smile: "Brother Ling, your gambling ghost city contains all living beings and performs the world of mortals. It just needs the aliens."
A trace of the origin of fantasy and mystery in the fire!"
"Good brother!"
The spirit boy laughed heartily and swallowed the strange fire with a big mouth. Then he saw a bonfire in the ghost gambling city above his head. Many residents came around to dance around, hold bonfire dances, compete in drinking goat's milk wine, boxing and guessing riddles, etc.
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The two of them looked at each other with speechless faces. Such a precious strange fire was actually used as a bonfire.
"You..." He Xinyi trembled all over and fainted from anger.
"Well, let's leave quickly!" Ling Xiaotong seemed a little unable to bear it and hurriedly suggested to the two of them to leave.
So, the three of them left the Dream Demon Forest without searching in detail, fearing that the Dream Fire Immortal Lord would arrive. But what they expected was good. Half a quarter of an hour later, sparks emerged from the void.
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A large-scale war broke out somewhere outside the Dutian barrier. Although Xingjun did not participate in the war, the intensity was not small at all. The most attractive people were naturally the young leaders of both sides.
The Dongwang Immortal Sect, led by the twelve young palace masters, among which the four young palace masters of "Shanlin Haikong" came and set up the Dutian battle formation, with great fighting power.
On the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance side, only Tianbo and Yuan Xiang are stronger, but their formation cannot be underestimated. The Feng Shui Vein Technique activates the Heavenly Luo Earth Veins and assists the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, resulting in extraordinary changes.
The war was naturally naked and bloody, involving tens of thousands of people on both sides. With each collision, some people died, mainly immortals and Taoist palaces, and most of them were rogue cultivators.
Not bad! It’s the casual cultivators who are stimulated by the point rewards from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals to join the army. The Dongwang Immortal Sect also has similar measures, but they do forcefully recruit the casual immortals in the enchantment, and the rewards are relatively small.
In addition to the two families, there was also a third party in the field. They hid in the melee and secretly collected the dead corpses and blood souls of the casual cultivators, but did not touch the souls of the disciples of both sects.
The battle is still going on, fighting in a world where the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the world is upside down, and the mountains, forests, seas and skies combine to suppress each other, but they are blocked and entangled by two black and white dragons.
Until a certain moment, the nearby crystal wall barrier suddenly twisted, and three powerful rays of light rushed out. The energy interfered with the battle fluctuations between the two sides. The black and white dragon's breath and the world's brilliance were chaotic, and they headed towards the three figures.
"I'm going! I was attacked as soon as I came out!"
At the same time as the scolding sounded, a giant glass-like arm suddenly appeared, as if it was composed of countless glass pieces. As the five fingers rippled, the dragon's breath and light were decomposed and absorbed by the countless glass pieces.
Immediately, the battle formations of both sides retreated at the same time, and everyone looked at the three people who suddenly appeared. It was none other than the Three Musketeers. They came back about a month after entering the barrier this time, and happened to encounter a big battle.
"Hey! Why are there three demon cultivators in the war between immortal cultivators?"
The middle-aged Second Swordsman looked suddenly in surprise. The three people pointing at the Dongwang Sect, their palms emitting black and red firelight illuminated the void. All falsehoods and hidden magical powers were useless, revealing the true faces of the three people - blood, bones.
, three evil sons.
Xue Chen and Fei Yuntian looked helpless. In their opinion, Ling Xiaotong obviously did it on purpose, but they had no objection. Although they could not stop the war, they could stop such inhumane behavior.
Because collecting corpses in the battlefield is the consistent style of Evil Demon Island. With the support of Evil Demon King, other forces acquiesced. As long as the corpses of their own sect disciples are not taken away, the others will not care.
Under the starry sky dominated by the Immortals, the evil monks mostly collected corpses in secret and did not dare to blatantly do so. But now being exposed by the spirit boy is equivalent to taking off the cloak of hiding and making it known to the world.
"Ah! There is my brother's wronged soul on the bloody robe of Xue Xiezi!"
"Isn't the broken bone in Gu Xiezi's hand the innate spiritual light fairy bone of fellow Taoist Lingguang? No wonder he fell. It is most likely that Gu Xiezi secretly harmed him! Damn it!"
"What is the Evil One chewing in his mouth? Oh my god? Those are the remnant souls of the dead!"
"I understand, we are just cannon fodder. Even if we die in battle, we will not have the right to be buried. We will be collected by the monks of the Evil Island, and our souls will be extracted and refined. We will never be reincarnated!"
The casual cultivators on both sides were all agitated. They worked hard for both sides but ended up with no bodies left. This was unacceptable to anyone.
Whether it was the Fourth Young Master or Tianbo Yuanxiang, they were immediately in a state of panic, because their battle formations had dispersed, and the situation was chaotic and out of control.
"Three brats, they ruined Operation Evil Island and are looking for death!"
A sharp roar suddenly sounded, and a bright red flash appeared in the void.
