Miao Congshu asked in a heavy mood: "Are you too?"

The monk Naisha: "I'm not."

Miao Congshu: "I don't think it's possible, first of all, my facial features are not good."

"There is no good result for mutual harm." The monk Naisha said earnestly, then took out a copy of the Diamond Sutra and handed it to Miao Congshu: "Depending on the situation, the one you are determined to make a big fuss. He has a grudge against the Heavenly Dao, but the cultivation world is innocent, and it is too miserable to be buried with the co-sitors."

Miao Congshu thought that Lao Yu was trying to break the horoscope and make no one in the cultivation world able to use the horoscope to protect the ascension.

There was no horoscope before, so the cultivation world still operated the same way?

"You might as well go to the temple gate to deceive the women to consecrate the people." He shook his head and said, "Old Yu knows what he is doing, and I don't think he can shake his decision."

The monk Naisha: "You know nothing about your own power."

Miao Congshu: "Thank you for your affirmation of me."

The monk Naisha replied that it should be, and then turned back to the main topic: "The one you are really able to destroy the entire cultivation world, causing trouble for the people and make people suffer."

Miao Congshu was lazy and really couldn't be interested in this. He took out the iced milk tea from the mustard seeds and asked the monk Naisha: "Do you drink it?"

"Drink." The monk Naisha took the iced milk tea and sniffed, sighing with a comfortable sigh: "A cup of milk tea, take off happily."

Miao Congshu: "You monks still like to drink milk tea?"

"I will follow the world, except for milk tea." Naisha's monk: "I recommend the salty milk tea, which is a specialty in the southwest prairie. They are called Sutai egg. The milk and tea flavor are very pure, a bit salty but very delicious. I think I almost became a lama there at the beginning. Later, I became a monk and thought that the six senses were pure, but milk tea could not be quit, so the Dharma name was Naisha."

Miao Congshu: "A good story, there is no strong wine, I'll toast you a cup of milk tea."

So they squatted down and sucked a big mouthful of milk tea together. Miao Congshu's limbs relaxed and became lazy. However, the monk Naisha still advised him to work harder. The salted fish without dreams were only hanged.

Miao Congshu suddenly remembered what the monk Naisha said just now, and then asked: "What kind of deep hatred does Lao Yu and Tiandao have with him?"

The monk Naisha said: "It's a long story, I'll tell you a short story."

Facts have proved that even if a monk who recites scriptures says a long story, he will be a long story.

But the story outline is basically clear.

It was probably in ancient times that this world was full of spiritual energy and monks were everywhere, and there was no distinction between the world and the world of cultivation. Demon cultivators, demon cultivators and human cultivators lived in peace, the road was facing the sky, and they were determined to compete, and no one had time to engage in party struggles.

Later, the spiritual energy disappeared, and this world divided the world of human beings that could not be cultivated and the world of cultivation that could be cultivated.

Partisan struggles occurred in order to fight for spiritual energy, and several major wars broke out, countless treasures and powerful monks fell. The secret realm was closed, the horoscope disappeared, and no one could successfully ascend to the god through the thunder tribulation.

The current situation in the cultivation world has gradually formed. Although no one ascended, it has gradually stabilized. Occasionally, several wars between demon cultivators and human cultivators cannot shake the foundation of the cultivation world.

"Sucking——" Naisha's monk: "There is a lack of spiritual energy, the horoscope is missing, and the pillars of the stable cultivation world and the mortal world collapse. We can only find alternatives."

Miao Congshu: "Who did you look for?"

Naisha's eminent monk: "The Lord of Kunlun."

Miao Congshu stopped drinking milk tea and was in a bad mood.

Naisha's monk: "It is rumored that Kunlun is transcending the way of heaven in the world. The Lord of Kunlun is the only god in this world. People worship and fear Kunlun, but in fact they are fearing the gods on Kunlun Mountain. But no one knows that the Lord of God is imprisoned in Kunlun by the way of heaven. Every once in a while, divine power is drawn to maintain the balance of this world."

Gods who should be worshipped and respected by others, come and go freely, and are not bound by this world are imprisoned by the way of heaven in a mountain that exists in rumors.

The initial Kunlun was barren and poor without any creatures.

The land is dry and cracked, and the weather is only extremely hot and cold, either ice and snow, or magma and sea of ​​fire.

In the huge mountains, Yu Fuli was the only one.

He is a proud and arrogant, unrestrained god, but he is trapped in Kunlun without a single grass or an ant. He is raised in the worst and worst environment like a cattle and sheep, and then regularly draws divine power to nourish the world of cultivation and feeds back to the heavenly way.

It is even worse than leeks. At least the people who eat it know what leeks look like and where they come from. The spiritual energy that everyone in the cultivation world absorbed when practicing comes from Yu Fuli's divine power, but they gave thanks to the way of heaven.

Too miserable.

That's it, who can't hate it?

If you don’t kill the way of heaven, you will be a psychopath.

"I support my old man Yu to do his business." Miao Congshu is indifferent: "It is indeed innocent to be dragged to the cultivation world, but what's wrong with it? Their cultivation comes from Yu Fuli, who was cut off from leeks, and he is only back now."

"What you said makes sense." Naisha's monk: "But if he destroys the foundation of this world and his karma is superimposed, he will only take revenge on himself. Even if he is the Lord of God, he will suffer from the karma."

Miao Congshu: "Lao Yu is an adult, I guess he should know the consequences." He waved his hand: "Don't persuade the master, I am the man behind his business. You see, I know how lazy I am without helping washing my hands and making soup. I'm actually looking forward to me trying to convince him to give up."

The monk Naisha thought that Miao Congshu's statement made a lot of sense, so he did not persuade him again, but gave him the Diamond Sutra.

Miao Congshu: "I will not become a monk."

The eminent monk of Naisha: "The Buddha is by your side, and the Western Paradise is happy. Remember to keep your mouth open and then make offerings piously. You will understand what happiness is to go to heaven."

Miao Congshu: "..." I didn't see that the bald donkey's little mouth was, and he could rhyme casually in addition to chanting scriptures.

The Diamond Sutra has a total of more than 5,000 words, and it is not thick in the book. A thin book is as if it is pasted with a piece of paper, and it doesn’t feel anything. Then the monk Naisha changed his perspective and played the progress he was outside, inviting Miao Congshu to watch the scene together.

Miao Congshu approached, but saw the crowd and the dumplings cooked in the pot. His vision was closer, and countless oily, green and poisonous silk threads were coiled into a large open space. In the open space, Yu Fuli and Lu Sangtu were confronting each other. At this time, the mountain protection formation of Taixuan Sect had been opened, and a Mahayana master was guarding his position in four directions, southeast, west and north.

Although it was a big fight between six people, Yu Fuli was trying to get enough hatred by himself. Moreover, he didn't think it was enough to just pull the hatred of the other five people. He flew to the top of the mountain protection formation, raised his palm, and his wide sleeves slid down, revealing his white arms as white as mutton fat.

The arms are covered with a layer of strong muscles, with five fingers spreading, and the blue veins on the back of the hand swelling, looking strong, but it looks particularly small against the backdrop of the mountain protection array.

Seeing this, a Mahayana elder who guarded the mountain formation snorted coldly: "Arrogant! The mountain protection formation was personally laid out by the ancestor of Taixuan Sect who ascended to the sky. During this period, it has been improved and has become a God-killing formation. Do you dare to force the formation to break the formation, not be afraid of attracting the killing of heaven?" The sound was like a bell, spreading throughout the mountain on Qingyou Peak.

Miao Congshu, who was in the universe, heard this and thought, the mountain protection formation is so powerful? Why did Ying Fanghu enter as soon as he said?

Naisha's monk: "That's just a mountain protection formation. The real mountain protection formation is the supreme killing formation. With the sword as the array eye, it is the first killing formation in heaven." He suddenly realized: "No wonder the Lord of Kunlun chose to use Taixuan Sect as the location to provoke trouble."

Lu Sangtu had the highest cultivation level, and seemed to feel something: "No, the knife in his hand was not condensed by spiritual power, but... divine power!"

Ying Fanghu jumped and stomped upwards, stopped at a certain position and could not go up any further. The mountain protection formation's killing intention would take the initiative to attack the approaching objects. He heard what Lu Sangtu said, lowered his head and said, "There is no god in the cultivation world for a long time. It is not worthy of its name."

"There is another one," Xue Tingchao: "Kunlun God Lord."

The other people immediately frowned and looked at Yu Fuli under the mountain protection formation, and felt an ominous sense of crisis in their hearts. They didn't know Yu Fuli's purpose, but if he was really the Lord of Kunlun, then the current series of actions would not just kill them, Miao Congshu's ex.

Xu Fuxue has entered the world of cultivation for less than two years, but he is well-known for the reputation of the Lord of Kunlun.

But how could Miao Congshu be with the Kunlun God Lord?!

Yu Fuli smiled sarcastically, and his five fingers formed claws tore open the mountain protection array. The light film that was originally invisible to the naked eye immediately showed shape, like a pancreatic sap dissolved into water and then reached out to pull up a large transparent light film.

The entire mountain protection array deflated like a pouch that broke a hole, causing a series of chain reactions. The thunder clouds in the sky quickly gathered together, almost covering the mountain because they were too thick. Thunder and lightning in the clouds intersected, and white and purple lightning shuttled like a snake, waiting for an opportunity to find a flaw to bite Yu Fuli. The Mahayana elders in four directions were furious, transformed into swords, took the lead in the formation eye, and activated the first killing formation in the heavenly way.

The Heavenly Dao used the killing formation to take advantage of loopholes and used the supreme killing aura to cooperate with the thunder tribulation to trap Yu Fuli and hundreds of monks from Qingyou Peak.

The monks below were anxious and whispered: "I feel ineffective and weak." "You have been masturbating too much?" "It seems that no, my symptoms are the same, but you know the person I like, he practices the ruthless Tao."

...

"My spiritual power is losing!", "The spiritual power stored in the spiritual weapon has also been lost!", "Stop watching the show, run away!!"

The monks finally realized something was wrong and quickly turned around and ran away, but the spiritual power in their bodies and the spiritual power stored in their spiritual weapons were all lost, unable to support flight, and they could not use teleportation arrays.

More than a dozen cultivators with low cultivation level directly dried up their spiritual power, but fortunately, their fellow disciples helped to catch it.

The other monks immediately gave up flying and walked, away from the mountain protection formation's intention of killing and thunder tribulation. Several demon cultivators thought they were running slowly, and still drove their spiritual weapons to fly too high. They approached the mountain protection formation and were directly turned into pieces of flesh by Lingchi.

The slices of meat fell down, and were still stained with fresh blood.

The female cultivator who ran away from below almost vomited when she saw her ears falling at her feet.

The Heavenly Dao Killing Formation had no mercy. In order to kill Yu Fuli, it didn't care about those ants-like cultivators. It frantically drew out spiritual power near Qingyou Peak, and used all the things it could, including the secret realm where the Taixuan Mountains had just merged.

The full spiritual energy in the secret realm has become the biggest reliance of the Heavenly Dao at this moment. It is not afraid of Yu Fuli who has broken the ban now, and he is so brave that he dares to angrily fight head-on.

The way of heaven is like the law of the Immortal Realm for the cultivation world. It does not hide the murderous intention at all, which is equivalent to a signal, which makes the entire cultivation world an enemy with Yu Fuli.

The way of heaven, thunder tribulation, killing formation and hundreds of powerful people in the formation all stood opposite Yu Fuli.

Yu Fuli is now attacked from both sides, surrounded by enemies, ambushed from all sides. Anyway, he is probably not dead or dead after a big battle.

The monk Naisha in the universe said, "I have never seen anyone so keen on catching hatred." He has never seen anyone who knows that it is not conducive to his own situation, but he can easily confront the whole world to the opposite side.

Strong is really strong.

Miao Congshu: "..." Otherwise, how could he be said to be a psychopath?

**

After Yu Fuli tore open the mountain protection formation, he took out the fragments of the horoscope he obtained in the secret realm. Even Miao Congshu didn't know when he had collected all the fragments of the horoscope.

These fragments were pieced together into a complete horoscope. Yu Fuli held it in his hand, looking down at the dozens of people who had not yet escaped due to their high cultivation level, and then said to them: "This is a horoscope."

The dozens of people who did not run away really showed a look of emotion on their faces, and even the elder of Taixuan Sect in the eyes of the formation could not help but open their eyes.

They are all at the peak of the Mahayana stage, and are about to ascend, but they suppress their cultivation. Every hundred years they have to find ways to cultivate one level of cultivation to avoid being struck by the thunder tribulation when ascending.

Now the horoscope that can protect them from ascension is right in front of you, just like meeting an oasis when walking in the desert without eating or drinking for four or five days, full of irresistible temptation.

Yu Fulifei raised the powerful in the eyes of the formation that was closest to, threw it out, then threw the horoscope into it, turned around and said, "Whoever helps the way of heaven, I will crush the horoscope. This world will never have the chance to ascend."

Everyone's expressions changed, and they persuaded Yu Fuli not to cut off the hope of ascension in the cultivation world because of personal grudges. There was also an old monster who had been invisible for how long he had been hidden in the world. He came up and attacked him directly to steal the horoscope.

Yu Fuli cut the old monster's head without looking back, and pulled out his soul and threw it into the eye of the formation. The sword energy was cut into pieces by the killing sword energy.

The screams resounded throughout the mountain, and the monks who had run away ten miles were so scared that they didn't dare to look back.

The face of the sect leader of Taixuan Sect changed: "Divine Power? Kunlun God Lord!"
To be continued...