Five hundred small merits invite the Monkey King to come and drop by a little spiritual light. Unfortunately, in the shoddy body of the shoddy silk puppet, he really can't show his ability to shake the world.

When the merits are exhausted, the timepiece of time will be better. The seven-foot thunder ape suddenly squatted down and turned into a three-foot-high boy again. The golden aura that was as fierce as a furnace was suddenly restrained. However, the black fog hesitated and dared not spread over, filling the large vacuum that was empty.

The three-foot boy, with pink and jade carvings, was so cute. When a few female cultivators saw it, they couldn't help but become maternal. They wanted to go forward and hug them in their arms and peck them lightly to satisfy their cravings. Several beasts who practiced the Divine Infant Sword had long been itchy, but no one dared to get too close, let alone come forward.

After all, no one knows whether the person behind the Hanging Silk Puppet will be fined for any price. He can come again if he wants to come to the upper realm. That ruthless man who hates evil and hates evil spirits. He has buried many demons and ghosts under his command. Even the giant demons and the ghost king in the underworld, he will die without life and go without returning.

At this time, the black fog tried several times and finally got the courage to make a comeback. A large area of ​​open space was filled little by little. At first, it was hidden in the royal palace, and there was no suppression of many spiritual objects. It could no longer withstand the erosion of the black fog. After being swallowed in one bite, it completely fell into the depths of the darkness.

The friend of the old Taoist Qianyi is not everyone who comes from the Tiancandi Gate. Even if the head of the Six Yangs is beheaded, he can ban the three souls and seven spirits. With the ancestral forbidden curse, he will turn around again.

Not long after, the rare treasures found in the royal palace were suddenly injured under the stimulation of the black fog, or the spear turned into snakes, and the choice of people to be eaten, or the bronze mirror took a picture. The mirror was cracked and the person died. The death was extremely strange, but there was no blood at all.

In this way, a discerning person could see through the Xingzang, greet him casually, and use his own skills to transform the black fog created by the Great Yin and Yang flow method into magic weapons and fight with those dark taboos that have been stained with and activated monsters.

You Bifang expected that as much as he expected, as more and more monks entered the second floor of the underground palace, even if the black fog was strange and inexplicable, the weight was extremely limited after all. The huge magic power accumulation was like the Milky Way falling to the sky, and it was vented in a blink of an eye. Even if the black fog swallowed the monk's remains and sucked the vitality of the corpse, it would make up for it more or less, and it would not make up for it.

When the monks from the side watched the play, understood the foundation of the black fog, and were fully confident, they walked from behind to the stage. Surprisingly, the person who cleaned up the mess was actually the Earth Immortal Wuyouzi.

I saw him stepping on the gossip, holding the universe in both hands, mediating the creation, and relying on his mastery of the transformation of the yin and yang energy, he forced the constantly wriggling black fog into a strong and solid sunshine.

The second floor of the dark and gloomy underground palace was as bright as daylight in a trance. Not to mention that the dark taboo retreated quickly like a tide, and escaped into the depths of the darkness and licked the wounds. Even some areas of this layer that were eroded by the yin energy exposed their place, just blocking the entrance to the third floor.

You Bifang took a curious glance and saw only the specialties of the underworld in about a radius, the deserted villages, and the broken walls, yin energy flowed and circulated, mixed with countless soul fragments, falling down one after another, like dust in the world.

After being stimulated, the Yin Qi quickly gathered millions of souls, condensed from nothing to form a tall body of about a squat, wearing a nine-yu crown on his head, and the essence of the Yin Qi like pearls and jades hangs down, and it is endless and it is repeated. It is suspected that it is the existence of the Ghost King, whose face and facial features are hidden behind the pearly and treasure qi, which are blurred and unclear.

The Ghost King has been born, and a small deserted village is falling. Among the broken walls, countless sand and soil roll over like waves, quickly repairing the broken parts, condensing and forming large bluestone bricks, forming a city wall out of thin air, forming a city wall that is like a Bagua.

You Bifang was secretly surprised: "This scene is like a rewinding of the universe, replaying the old events of the past. In history, I have never heard of the Bagua Formation... Could it be the relics of Wuhou?"

This is exactly, Gan Sanlian, Kun Sandi, Zhen upside down, Gen covered bowl, Li is empty, Kan is full, Dui is missing, Xun is broken, Xun is broken! An ordinary ghost king city actually conforms to the principles of the Eight Trigrams, and is only used to arrange military formations. There is still some point of view. Isn’t it a joke to use it to build a city at this time?

None of the monks present who were familiar with the secrets of the five elements of birth and restraint, understand the principles of yin and yang as well as the rise and fall of yin and yang, and the two eight trigrams of innate and acquired. However, the foundation of the Yidao is calculated. Even if this formation turns into the Ghost King City, breaking the formation and opening the city is easy, and it is easy to get something easily and comfortably.

A master of the left-dog red robe walked forward three steps, and a big hand suddenly burst out from behind his head, the size of a sunflower fan, the fingers were as thick as radish, and the nails were as sharp as daggers. It was the second soul, transformed from an outside body, and a mirage bead was made. The true illusion was in one thought.

You Bifang looked at this big hand, and there was a string of rosary beads hanging on his wrist. It was made of ebony and black gold, about 108. He inexplicably remembered the Night Rain Prajna Temple, the monk Cizhou who traveled around the world, and the rosary beads in his hand were also of this color.

However, each of the rosary beads in Monk Cizhou's hand had a dark vajra, which was angry and didn't care at that time. Now I think it's really a wonderful magic weapon for monks, containing the principles of heretics asking saints.

There were groups of monks from the side of the sect and left-minded monks, who quickly adapted to the strong sunlight. Seeing that someone took action, they were cheering and clamoring.

Unexpectedly, this secular child was originally named Wang Zhong, who practiced the art of left Taoism to the level of a master. He was also a master with a strange temper. Without looking back, he shouted: "Noisy! Come and bother me again, the true fire will be refined to death!"

As soon as the words were finished, some people were resentful. After all, they were all left-minded monks. Whoever cared about your mouth was talking, just use ventral language to speak strange words. The monks around them were not smart-eared people. Seeing that he had a quarrel with a master, his eyes were like looking at the dead, and they all retreated and retreated.

Before the red-robed ancestor Wang Zhong moved much, the true fire was ignited on the top of the man's head and feet. The flames were blood red, the flame seedlings were golden, and the flame heart was blue. It was the Samadhi True Fire that did not pass on the Dharma. It was actually the Buddhist and Taoist practitioners who used the sutra to ignite the three treasures of their own essence, energy and spirit. It took twelve years of water grinding to successfully practice the Dharma and ignite the true fire.

With this fire protection, you can ignite the heart lamp, form the meditation seal, enter the samadhi, and attain the Arhat fruit. For those in martial arts, one of the highest realms of body refining, the Vajra Indestructible Body, the one who ignites the true fire, can be obtained by those who ignite the true fire.

He used dirty words to provoke the left-minded master, and Wang Zhong personally took action and sweared. In an instant, the bridge of heaven and earth was closed by the true fire, burning through the fontanelle on the top of his head, and the spring on the soles of his feet. The three souls and seven spirits could not leave the body, but were burned into a piece by the true fire and could no longer be separated from the body.

Not long after, the man could not feel any pain, and just looked at himself like a human-shaped candle, burning his energy, destroying his energy, burning his soul, leaving the place ashes, leaving only a real spirit.

Unfortunately, if you offend the master of both Buddhism and Taoism, you may not even have the chance to reincarnate. This is the end of being a humble person. In fact, those who talk too much should be discouraged and teach them to learn a good deed, so as not to cause more trouble in the future.

You Bifang looked at the left-minded master and said to himself: "So majestic! So domineering! This person raised his hands and feet and could not be followed by great strength. If he had not been a little low-class, even if he was in a sect, he would at least be the Supreme Elder and the Deputy Lord of the Sect."

Over the Ghost King City, endless clouds rushed out, and a Bagua Formation of Around the Ghost King City appeared, firmly covering the ghost city, suppressing all the unjust, tragic, sudden, violent, murderous, and guest-die ghosts in the underground city. They could not move for a moment, completely cutting off their connection with the Ghost King.

The ancestor of the red robe bowed his head and sang: "The yin and yang of heaven and earth divide into turbidity and clearness, and we can see that the four symbols transform into five elements. The three talents and six combinations are not my way. The eight trigrams in my palm are in my heart! The ghost king in the city is in vain, and I am the king of the Tao, and the king of the Tao is polite!"

You Bifang was secretly surprised: "Those who can recite poetry are all big shots! Unexpectedly, this Zuodao Master named Wang was also a well-educated and elegant person." For a moment, You Bifang lost the idea of ​​"can replace it."

After saying this, the plaque on the gate of the Ghost King City was immediately blown by a light breeze, brushing away the dust on it, revealing three large ghost seals, the deceased city!

Master Zuodao sacrificed his magic weapon, and one hundred and eight rosary beads flew into the air. The silk thread passing through the beads immediately broke and turned into lantern-like things. There were Ming Wang, Vajra, Arhat, and fell across his legs.

As soon as it landed, a thousand-leaf lotus flower bloomed, and the petals gradually bloomed in turn, showing a ninth-grade lotus platform. The eight treasure merit pool in the middle accumulated great fortune, turned into red lotus water and squirted out, dripping on the ground, like falling pearls and jade glass.

For a moment, the decay turned into magic, and the ghost city in the underworld was turned into a pure land of bliss. All the ghost dust raised by the Yin wind became seven-jewel necklaces, colorful like rain, falling on the city of Wude Death, washing away the sins of all ghosts, and transforming into monks. Lotus leaves were born under the feet, leaving the city of Wude Death.
Chapter completed!