"Master, did I hear you correctly? You said chanting the Buddha's name can help you achieve a breakthrough in your mind?" Yue'er frowned slightly and said with surprise on her face.
"This, I just had some insights. I need further confirmation. However, among the major schools of cultivating immortals, monks are indeed the least likely to go wrong." Lin Xuan looked at the scripture in his hand with a thoughtful look on his face.
color.
"Hmph, I think those virtuous and eminent monks are not necessarily good people. Monk Kongxuan has such a great reputation, but he doesn't do anything but kill people and steal treasures." Yue'er said disapprovingly.
Seeing the little girl's angry look, Lin Xuan burst into laughter.
Cultivation of immortality is only for the sake of immortality. Regardless of whether it is Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, Demonism, or demon cultivator, they are just different in nature and have nothing to do with moral character.
Who said Buddhist cultivators would be compassionate?
The world of immortality is inherently cruel.
However, these Buddhist scriptures are of great use to him, and Lin Xuan plans to study them carefully. If they can really sharpen his mind, he will not have to go to the secular world to endure hardships.
"Master, what are your plans next?"
"Have I already said that I will try to find a way for you to successfully condense the Nascent Soul? Kong Xuan has an invitation in his hand, saying that the Tianyun Trade Fair is about to open." Lin Xuan said slowly.
"Tianyun Trade Fair, what is that?" Yue'er asked curiously.
"It is naturally the biggest event in the world of cultivating immortals. To put it bluntly, it provides a place for everyone to exchange knowledge and experience. In addition to us human cultivators, there are also demon clans participating."
"What, the demon clan is also coming, is it true or not?"
The girl was a little confused. Although the two tribes of humans and demons were not incompatible, their relationship with each other was by no means harmonious. Humans hunted the demons and used their fur, bones, and inner elixirs as materials for cultivating immortals.
When facing the monks, the monsters also showed no mercy, killing them and then using them as food without even spitting out their bones.
In particular, the Golden Pill Yuanying is a great tonic for the demon clan. It is not impossible for your cultivation level to skyrocket after taking it.
Since ancient times, the two tribes of humans and monsters have been attacking each other, and their strengths are almost the same. In Yunzhou, there are probably fifth-level clutch-stage monsters, but they are just like the old monsters in humans, and they are focused on surviving the catastrophe.
The family lives and dies, otherwise they would not interfere in worldly affairs at all.
For a transaction of this level, there must be a gathering of experts, and they might get some useful information about having a baby with Yue'er.
Seeing Lin Xuan being so considerate to her, the little girl was touched, but there was worry lingering in her heart: "Master, the Tianyun Trade Fair is good, but..."
"What's wrong?" Lin Xuan asked curiously. This girl has not always wanted to have her own body, so why does she seem so worried now?
"Young Master, we have just offended the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. If we meet the monks of this sect on a narrow road in the city, it will be too dangerous, so we should not go." Yue'er spoke with her teeth gently biting, even though her desire to possess a body was so urgent.
, but compared to himself, the young master is obviously more important.
Seeing the struggling look on the little girl's face, Lin Xuan felt a warm current in his heart and sighed: "So you are worried about this. Don't worry, as long as we are careful, there shouldn't be much of a problem, not to mention risking everything for my moon."
What does it matter if you take risks?"
"Thank you, Master!"
Seeing Lin Xuan's resolute attitude, Yue'er said no more. A strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her pretty face flushed. Maybe it was excitement, but there might be something else...
However, it was too late for Lin Xuan to savor it carefully. Green light rose up all over his body, wrapped the girl in it, and flew away like the sky.
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On the other side, thousands of miles away, looking at the corpses at her feet, Meng Ruyan was extremely depressed.
Why do we always encounter this kind of thing?
In order to sharpen her state of mind, she had to cover up her cultivation and come to endure hardships. It was okay to be beaten and scolded, she could endure it by gritting her teeth. As long as she succeeded in breaking through her state of mind, it would not be a dream for her to advance to the middle stage of clutching and coupling.
The higher the level of cultivation, the more confident you are in surviving the catastrophe. There is no hope for monks to ascend in the early stages of separation and union.
For the road to immortality, the number one female cultivator in Yunzhou endured a lot of hardships, but just now she couldn't help but take action, and her months of hard work were in vain.
Speaking of which, I really can't blame her***.
Cold words and taunts are nothing, and beatings and scoldings are tolerated.
Don't forget, although she is the Supreme Elder of Tianya Hai Pavilion, she is also a pure and pure female cultivator.
Moreover, Meng Ruyan knew very well that she had an appearance that would captivate the entire country. Although she was not as good as her disciple, she had smooth skin and a better figure than her.
As the saying goes, beauty brings trouble to trouble, so Meng Ruyan deliberately used illusions to hide her beauty. Although her current image is not ugly, she is definitely an ordinary female nun.
Nothing eye-catching at all.
Meng Ruyan originally thought that everything would be fine, but when she was unlucky, her teeth would get stuck even if she drank cold water.
First, the bullshit young master of the Baifeng Sword came to tease him without any eyes, but he managed to escape. Then he used the Wanli Talisman to attract his beloved disciple, and asked her to kill all the Baifeng Swordsmen without leaving a trace.
Frankly speaking, Meng Ruyan didn't want to do this. Although revenge was not done personally, it still had a considerable impact on tempering her state of mind.
But she couldn't swallow this breath, even a mere foundation-building monk dared to tease her.
I originally thought it was a special case, but I didn't expect that I just met another thing without eyes in the market.
Meng Ruyan really didn't understand that with her current appearance, her figure but not her figure, her face but not her cheeks, those idiots were blind, and this time it was even more outrageous, they were not just teasing, they just wanted to take her back.
For the sake of her state of mind, Meng Ruyan didn't want to kill anyone, so she had no choice but to run away, but the idiot kept chasing her.
It's unbearable, but it's unbearable. Those guys had their souls sucked out and their souls refined, but Meng Ruyan's months of mental training were all ruined.
Thinking about the hardships she has endured these days, Meng Ruyan's face turned extremely ugly.
Her delicate body was trembling a little, and she sighed after a long time, but her forehead was actually covered with drops of sweat.
She was secretly alert in her heart. Just now, a crazy murderous aura surged in her mind, and she wanted to destroy everything nearby.
This is not a good sign.
An unstable Taoist mind will not only affect your cultivation, but it may also lead to misfires if not done properly.
Meng Ruyan didn't want to be doomed. It was too difficult to use this hard-working method to temper her state of mind, not to mention the effect was not obvious.
what to do?
The number one female cultivator in Yunzhou, a person who could make the entire world of immortal cultivation tremble by stomping her feet, was completely confused.
Suddenly a ray of fire caught her beautiful eyes.
Meng Ruyan's expression moved slightly, she raised her slender hand, and the firelight fell into her palm obediently.
Flying sword to pass the book!
This is a magical power that can only be used by monks in the clutch stage. It is farther than the Wanli Talisman and is more reliable. Even if the person you want to notify is thousands of miles away, it can be delivered accurately.
Meng Ruyan frowned slightly and sank her consciousness into it.
He raised his head after a moment, but there was a look of hesitation on his face: "This old guy in Wangtinglou said that he has cultivated to a critical point and has no skills at all. He asked me to represent the human race and host the Tianyun Trade Fair for him. What do you think?
It's beautiful, among us old immortals, he is the one who is most confident of surviving the catastrophe. By chance, he took the fruit of forgetfulness and gained an extra thousand years of life out of thin air. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
Okay, now I've got an advantage and I'm still acting like a good boy. I'm still in the human world in the late stage of separation and union. I want to cultivate to the Great Perfection and then go through the heavenly tribulation. I say that I'm 100% sure. I haven't even reached the middle stage, so why should I spend time on you?
Do hard work."
"What's more, in order to ensure the success of the Tianyun Trade Fair every three hundred years, the human and demon tribes will each send a person in the separation period to host it. The demon tribe doesn't know who will come, the peacock from Jinfo Mountain or the Wan Zhang Gorge.
That dragon, if it’s these two, that’s fine, but if it’s the old poisonous Nine-Headed Insect, I might fight him first.”
Meng Ruyan said to herself, then she flicked her delicate hand, and a golden light flew out, replying to Wangtinglou's flying sword message.
But after only half a cup of tea, the goddess's expression changed slightly: "Wait a minute, Wangting Tower wants me to help in vain, of course there is no way, but the Tianyun Trade Fair happens once every three hundred years, and the masters of the human and demon races will
Gather, there are countless treasures, go and take a look, maybe you will find something, of course, this fairy is only a low-level monk, and will not interfere with the business of the human and demon tribes."
Thinking of this, the woman became a little happy. She reached out and patted the storage bag, and took out a low-grade flying sword with dim light.
Before she thought of a good solution, she could only sharpen her mind in the world of mortals. Although the low-grade spiritual weapon was flying slowly, the Tianyun Trade Fair would not be held in two months, so it was not too late.
But he said that after a few hours.
In the midst of a treasure mountain with elegant scenery.
There are several thatched huts, and a monk is meditating in the hall.
This man looked to be in his early forties, with three long beards, an extremely elegant appearance, and an air of elegance about his body. He looked like he was well-educated. There were several ancient books beside him.
Songfeng Academy!
Among the seven major forces in the Twelve States of Tianyun, this sect is mainly composed of Confucian disciples, with very few immortal cultivators from other schools. In terms of strength, it can only be ranked in the middle among the seven sects, even slightly inferior to Tianya.
Haige.
However, there is a secret that is unknown to the world.
The Supreme Elder of Songfeng Academy is the number one monk in Yunzhou.
Wangtinglou is also the eldest among the old monsters of the human race. He is over 2,500 years old this year.
Logically speaking, if he had not succeeded in ascension, he would have died long ago!
But this man was very lucky. He once took a god-defying thing, the fruit of forgetfulness, which added a thousand years to his life. Therefore, although his qualifications were not ranked first among the monks in the separation and union period, he had a longer life span.
The hard work of time has steadily surpassed the others.
Legend has it that Wangtinglou only embarked on the path of cultivating immortality when he was in his twenties. He was originally a secular scholar and was very smart since he was a child. Later, during the palace examination, he was named on the gold medal list and was ranked top in high school.
It's a pity that at that time, he read too much and was a bit pedantic, so he was not suitable for the intrigues of officialdom. He was almost summoned by the emperor to be his consort, but he was framed and thrown into a prison.
But good fortune and misfortune depend on it, and misfortune lies on the back of blessing. When Wangtinglou lost all hope, he found a poem about cultivating immortality on the wooden bed in the prison.
At that time, he didn't know that there were immortals in the world, so he was half-convinced, but since he was about to die anyway, he started practicing with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
This is a Confucian article about cultivating immortality. It is not very clever. The only advantage is that it is quick to learn and practice quickly.
Wangtinglou did not take any elixirs in Tianlao, but Confucianism emphasized the use of Haoran and righteousness. As a contemporary great Confucian, Wangtinglou began to read the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of two.
He stood out among the candidates and was the most beautiful girl in high school. His awe-inspiring righteousness was naturally very deep.
So he finally reached the middle stage of agility before he opened the knife, and he had a certain ability to protect himself, and he was able to break out of the prison.
Although he was wanted by the world, Wangtinglou had already embarked on the road of cultivating immortals at this time. After experiencing this big change, his character was no longer pedantic. He was extremely smart by nature and had experienced all kinds of hardships.
, and finally achieved the current achievements step by step.
From a death row prisoner to the number one cultivator in the human world.
However, Wangtinglou is not satisfied with this. He wants to ascend to the spiritual world. However, this person's character likes to be absolutely sure in doing things. Moreover, his lifespan is long enough, so even though he is in the late stage of separation and separation, he still refuses to go to the spiritual world.
Heavenly Tribulation, and prepare to go one step further and practice to the Great Perfection before going to Shatter the Void.
While Wangtinglou was meditating, Fairy Ruyan's flying sword flew into the window.
Tinglou sank his consciousness into it, but after a moment he smiled bitterly and shook his head. This Fairy Ruyan is more than a thousand years old, but she is as unruly as those yellow-haired girls. She doesn't want to go if she doesn't want to. However, there is no half in the Feijian Chuan book.
A word of rejection.
All she said was that she would not work for nothing for herself, and that she would pay her a thousand pieces of top-quality crystal stones if she wanted to go.
Humph, she really dares to speak, even if a thousand top-grade crystals can turn the entire human world upside down.
What to do? Wangtinglou gently stroked his beard, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
He really can't leave here now.
After a while, a snapping sound reached his ears, and Tinglou slapped his forehead hard: "I'm so confused, why did I forget that old bald donkey?"
The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has two immortal cultivators in the separation and union period. Since they have no skills, they can just let the monks deal with the old monsters of the demon clan.
What's more, Huitong, that old bald donkey, still owed him something from the last bet, so he didn't dare to let him go.
A cunning look appeared on Tinglou's face. He released his spiritual consciousness and quickly wrote the Flying Sword Letter. It contained both soft and hard tactics. He must send one of the two old monsters from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to be the host of the Tianyun Fair.
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Jingyuetan, the most mysterious forbidden place of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.
Not to mention ordinary disciples, even the leader of the sect and the first master would not dare to set foot here easily without being summoned.
This pool is actually only a few hundred feet square, with nothing but an inconspicuous big tree.
However, this bodhi tree is one of the Three Treasures of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.
The tree is said to be millions of years old.
Two old monks were sitting under the tree.
One's face was sallow and withered, and he looked as if he was going to die at any moment. Not only that, there was also a scar on his face, which looked quite scary.
The other one is wearing a bright red cassock and has a solemn appearance. One glance makes people want to worship him. In his hand lies a small sword.
"Brother, what do you think of this matter?" The monk with the scar on his face spoke.
The monk in cassock did not speak.
"Huh, this old guy from Wangtinglou, Tianyun Fair has agreed that we will take turns hosting it. This time, it's his turn, but he deliberately shirks it. It's really disgusting." Monk Scar said angrily.
"Why, junior brother is resisting and unwilling to go for him?"
"This..." Monk Scar was stunned for a moment, and became tongue-tied. Of course he didn't want to delay his cultivation. For those who were cultivating immortals in the separation and union stage, he had long wanted to avoid the secular world. But he had seen the legend of Feijian, and Wangtinglou used both soft and hard tactics, and his tone was simply
There is no doubt that if I force myself not to go, the old monster will definitely not give up.
To put it bluntly, the monks in the Separation and Reunion Stage are all preying on the weak. Although they rarely fight against each other, it is not impossible to force Wangtinglou to beat him up.
"Damn it, I'm not the only old monster in the separation and separation period. Why are you naming me by name? I'm so easy to bully." Monk Scar thought a little depressed.
"Junior brother, don't be anxious. In fact, I think it's a good thing for my brother to come and see you."
"A good thing?" Monk Scar was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"Yes, last time Huangshan made a bet, you fell into the trap of Wangtinglou..."
"That's his deception."
"Whether it's cheating or cheating, you lost anyway, and the few treasures you owe him are all hard to find in the world. Over the years, we have asked our disciples to search everywhere, but we have only found one-third of them.
, Although Wangtinglou has never paid bills, what if he one day..."
"Hmph, senior brother, don't say it. Could it be that that poor scholar really dares to bully others too much? We can't beat him, but we won't let him be slaughtered." Monk Scar said with a strange eye roll.
"I know this well. There are only a handful of monks in the separation and union stage in the entire Tianyun Twelve States. And after reaching this level, although you and I can't defeat Wangting Tower together, but fighting alone, it is impossible for one party to kill the other.
It's so easy. After all, the vitality of the human world is thin, and the power of our supernatural powers will be greatly weakened. Due to this restriction, the deeper the realm, the greater the impact. It is easy for Wangtinglou to defeat or even seriously injure us, but if we want to kill us, it is just
It's just a dream, but if we were in the spiritual world, the situation would be completely different."
"That's right, so monks in the Separation and Reunion Period seldom have bad relations with each other. This is because one party is not sure that it can destroy the other party. Once the enemy is allowed to escape, there will be endless troubles." Monk Scar nodded and said in agreement.
"Having said that, Wangtinglou is a monk in the late stage of Lihe after all. It is best not to offend him if he can. Besides, you are hosting the Tianyun Trade Fair on his behalf this time, which is a return of favor. I believe that given his status, it is not good either.
Let’s talk about the items we won from the bet. Speaking of which, we didn’t suffer a loss.” The solemn monk smiled and said slowly.
"Senior brother is right. In this case, I just go. It's just that I don't know which old monster from the demon clan will come. It will be a bit troublesome. Besides..."
"What?" The solemn monk opened his eyes.
"The physical body of Master Nephew Kongxuan was destroyed in the hands of a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying. How should that boy deal with it?"
ps: Well, 5000 words, one chapter, but it’s not too small. Also, I’ll see if I have time tomorrow. If I have time, I’ll break it out. If not, I’ll break it out the day after tomorrow. Haha. Also, keep asking for *** votes. If you don’t have any more time,
, please vote for me tomorrow, the goal is still to stand on the Xianxia classification list. (To be continued,)