Chapter 866: A trip to space 2

"Dear fairies, what do you mean?" For the question raised by Tianlei Xianzun, the Immortal Emperor solicited the opinions of the immortals, which seemed to listen to the public. In fact, there is a truth in my heart that every immortal in the temple respects him, and naturally will follow his thoughts. Whoever dares not obey will definitely not see this immortals tomorrow. For so many years, it has been like this .

"We listen to the Immortal Emperor." The immortals arched their hands.

"Okay, send someone down the world. First, explore the truth. If you are just a monk in the Buddhist world, you don't have to mind your own business, but if not, let him decide by himself." Although the Immortal Emperor was very tactful and did not say that he wanted to kill, Tianlei Xianzun did.

"Yes, Immortal Emperor." Tianlei Xianzun actually wants to go down to the lower world, but he dares. Although Tianlei is under his control, as long as long as he is in the world, the divine thunder above will directly destroy him. As an immortal, no one dares to go down to the world except the immortal emperor. Even the immortal emperor is at most divided into the lower world. This divine consciousness is basically abandoned, and he will not be so stupid. Taoism may damage his ten-year-old Taoist foundation. In a world of murder, he can retain his power by retaining one strength.

Although he is the immortal emperor, he has not stopped practicing every moment. Such a desperate practice may not improve his cultivation, but at least he will not regress. Maintaining the realm is also an achievement. Now he is on the verge of the immortals, but his strength is similar. These immortals are likely to go further one by one, and it is possible. Threatening his position, so what he wants to do is to show kindness and power, so that the immortals dare not make trouble easily.

No matter where they are, competition is everywhere, and murder is everywhere. The more detached the place is, the more intense it is. On the surface, the immortals are convinced, but it is impossible if there is no little ninety-nine in their hearts. Who doesn't want to sit in the position of the immortal emperor, but it is just that the people are not shown, and the secret flow is turbulent.

Tianlei Immortal returned to his fairy hall and thought a lot along the way. I really couldn't figure out why a small monk had such a frightening power. He looked through all his memories and did not find any Buddha in the Buddhist world who had such a powerful power. Such a powerful Buddha has never heard of it. It is the current Buddha's curse. He has not shown such a powerful Buddha skill. The ancient atmosphere made Tianlei Xianzun irresistible. In fact, the monk's own cultivation is not strong, otherwise that palm will definitely kill him. Thinking of this, a chill behind this person who was not even afraid of the Immortal Emperor was actually afraid at this moment.

"Purple Thunder." Tianlei Xianzun called, and a purple shadow flashed into the hall and knelt in front of him.

"Master."

"Zi Lei, the master will give you a task. Immediately go down to find a monk who seems to be a dual practitioner of Buddhism and Taoism. Be sure to find it, otherwise don't come up."

"Master, what should I do after finding it?"

"Capture the merit, and then kill it!" Tianlei Xianzun said with a blank face.

"Yes, my disciple respects my life." Zi Lei got up and flashed away. Tianlei Xianzun's eyes were bright and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ling Xiaotian and the women returned to the Goddess Valley. On the previous Yellow Mountain, a purple shadow crossed the sky. Then a young man in purple robe stood on the mountain and looked around the surrounding mountains with a serious face. Here, he found the remnants of Buddhism, so he launched a fairy idea and searched crazily, but still found nothing. The whole The world cover did not find any similar Buddhist fluctuations in it.

"Have you arrived at the real fairyland? Well, with this possibility, I'd like to see who is sacred, which makes the master want to kill. Purple Thunder went to the real fairyland, which staggered with Ling Xiaotian and gave Ling Xiaotian some time to become stronger.

Returning to the Gods Valley, Ling Xiaotian and the women did not stay for a long time. After a meal, they returned to the Dragon God Empire. After returning, Ling Xiaotian asked the women to deal with the domestic affairs and ran to retreat by themselves. The physical problems must be clearly understood, but after a day, there was nothing wrong at all. It couldn't be better.

For example, the golden fat doll in the consciousness space is constantly creating Buddha power, making his good and blessing value constantly improve, and the golden ocean of consciousness space is getting bigger and bigger. This will certainly not be a bad thing. Now he doesn't know how strong his consciousness is, but there is a vague change like a physical transformation. Everyone knows that the divine consciousness can never be materialized. Isn't this a surprise? At least he has stronger defense than other monks.

Ling Xiaotian, who was in a good mood, looked at the trainer again. Two days later, he walked out of the closed room and came to the engineering room of the space carrier with a smile. He found the chief engineer Marken and asked about the progress.

"Sir, it has been assembled, and now there is no power system." Marken is a little frustrated.

"How long will it take to complete?"

"It will take two years at the earliest, during which repeated experiments are needed." Marken said.

"For so long, forget it, leave it to me. You are starting to build more than a dozen small spaceships now." Ling Xiaotian said.

"Sir, are you giving up?"

"No, I have another way. I'll try it first. If not, I'll do it your way. How about it?"

"Okay." Marken knows that Ling Xiaotian is a person who has created many miracles, and it may not be surprising to create another miracle.

After Ling Xiaotian saw that the staff had left, he turned off all the videos and locked the door. When he was ready, the cultivation unfolded, covered the whole space carrier, and began to practice the art of the device. The whole space carrier was one kilometer wide and five kilometers long, and could accommodate 5,000 to 8,000 people. The huge warship was like In half of the city, Ling Xiaotian gave up the best spiritual stone into it, slightly changing the appearance of the space carrier and making its data more perfect.

One day, two days, and five days were about to pass. Ling Xiaotian knew that the exercise was a super tiring job. Not only could he not desert, but he could not even eat anything, he could not sleep, and his spiritual power could not stop. Fortunately, on the morning of the sixth day, with the emergence of the space carrier spirit, a low-grade spiritual weapon was completed.

"Master." The space carrier shouted happily.

"Little guy, I'll call you Xiao Zhan in the future."

"Thank you, master. Can I take a walk?" As soon as this little war took shape, I couldn't help but want to see the outside world. This spirit is a very subtle existence. It is not too much to say that it is a life, but it is not a life, but its spirituality is stronger than many people, and more often he is a think tank.

"Let's go again in the evening. Isn't it scary to the people outside now?" Ling Xiaotian said.

"Okay, master, come in and have a look."

Ling Xiaotian stepped on the mother ship, and then had an additional energy body of full armor. It was no different from a child, but he was real, but it looked real. Ling Xiaotian pinched him and found that his skin was too realistic.

"Lord, please drip blood to the command platform!"

"Why?"

"Let me integrate with you. I will appear anywhere as long as you want in the future." Xiao Zhan laughed.

"Good." Ling Xiaotian bit his index finger and dripped two drops of blood on the console. The blood was suddenly absorbed by the console. After a while, the whole warship was surrounded by blue light. This was the fusion stage. After the blue light was restrained, Ling Xiaotian felt something more. At this time, when he looked at the small war, he had a more intimate feeling, just like his own child.