Chapter 671, Buddha, Taoism, Demon Confucianism, Immortals Coming

The Blood Spirit Ridge Air Reconnaissance Brigade flew and circled in the sky. A team of blood-blooded elite monks drove the giant demon birds and patrolled the radiation area of tens of thousands of miles around the Qinling Mountains.

At this time, since the blood soul assumes the position of absolute leader in the Qinling region, naturally, it is necessary to assume the responsibility of protecting the safety and stability of this side at the same time. As a result, the blood spirit ridge air reconnaissance brigade is formed. One of every five monks must open his eyes and succeed. Regardless of its curing spells for the time being, the purple soul is on vision. The improvement and fantasy-breaking effect are enough to make most of the bad-minded people have no place to escape.

Even with the strength of the power of the Protoss, it is difficult to silently cross the Blood Spirit Ridge warning line under strict defensive inspection. In connection, the public security within the sphere of influence of the Blood Spirit Ridge is generally higher than that of most places in the earth-star monks. In the troubled world, this is already a very exciting reason for settlement.

Huo Qingman, the daughter of the Raptor Taoist, stared at a pair of purple eyes and stood on the giant bird to glance around. After more than ten years, the girl who used to be coquettish in Zhu Peng's arms has become a beautiful girl at this moment.

Her figure is convex, the curves are enchanting, and she is dressed in a black armor and black robe. While setting off her slightly cold and solemn temperament, it also makes her jade-like skin, which makes her look more milky and white and bright. The whole person is shrouded in a lively bright, so that most of the teammates around can't help but glance repeatedly and their eyes are hot.

Huo Qingman, who stands at the front of the demon bird and glances around, is not a real blood clan. Of course, her purple eyes are not opened naturally. However, in view of the strength and influence of her father's Raptor Taoist, the blood clan did not hesitate to replace the further loyalty of the Raptor Taoist with a pair of purple eyes.

Although the true blood vein purple soul Tianjing is rare, it is much more than the master of building the foundation. The blood soul family has been established for hundreds of years, and the purple soul Tianjing banned by secret art is not much, and it is not less.

So with the promotion of Zhu Peng and the acquiescence of the Raptor Taoist, Huo Qingman transplanted and replaced a pair of purple eyes. The only price was that he must marry the blood people in the future. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as being asked back, but directly executed. However, compared with the terrible power brought by the purple soul, the "price" of marriage is almost not a price in the eyes of many monks. There are many female practitioners who want to marry into the blood soul family in the blood city.

So much so that the young men of the bloody family dare not go out of the mountains casually, otherwise they will have to deal with all kinds of inexplicable "sex encounters", "accidental encounters", "heroes to save beauty" and even "reverse push" at any time.

However, Huo Qingman is a different woman after all. Her father is a master raptor Taoist who builds the foundation. Her adoptive father is Zhu Tiekai, a bloody iron beast, and her nominal brother is Zhu Peng, the high priest of Blood Ling. Over the years, Zhu Peng's brothers and sisters have their own jobs, and often can't do filial piety beside Zhu Peng's mother Li. Huo Qingman filled this. The vacancy made Zhu Peng's mother Li's overflowing mother vent. It can be said that if it is noble and respected and has a strong influence, it is a rare position in the whole blood mountain.

What's more, this female nun herself is also of excellent quality, not to mention her youth and beauty. At that young age, she is already the cultivation of the ninth level of qi refining, which is enough to make most of the bloody talents ashamed.

Although the strong passive effects of Zipo Tianjing cannot be added to her because of her blood, the strength brought by her own efforts is enough to make people admire.

It's not that I don't feel the hot eyes of my teammates around me, or even that I can't feel their diligence and eagerness, but it's difficult for Huo Qingman to have any good impression on any of them. Sometimes the girl is even afraid that she is like Sansan's sister, and her orientation towards her lover is abnormal. This terrible The idea once brought great fear to Huo Qingman, so that she did not dare to think about this problem anymore, but devoted all her energy to work, so that fatigue and practice drowned those chaotic wills.

In the blood soul ridge sword fighting field, Zhu Sansan holds his sword like electricity, and he is like a ghost and shadow. It is not only simply fast, deceitful, fierce and poisonous. The most terrible thing is that her escape method or skill has a very strong shielding air machine effect. This effect is very good for practitioners who are used to locking their opponents with air machines. The ability to cheat is even more terrible than closed vision.

There were several practitioners who guarded the sword back to back, and even had the illusion that the already blurred air machine would completely disappear. This feeling once made them lose their ground and lose their mood.

All three of them can clearly feel that Zhu Sansan only applies the ability of the practitioners of the qi realm, which does not exceed the upper limit of their strength. Since there is no suppression of the realm of practice, the immediate effect is the effect of practicing skills - but during this period of time, they have worked hard to survive. Holding the skills given by Zhu Peng, the set of skills is indeed strange, and the use of the sword formula is even more strange and changeable, but the grade does not seem to be high. At least several of them can't show the strange and frightening feeling of Zhu Sansan.

"It's been entangled for long enough. For you who have not practiced the essence of the skill, it is the limit to support to such a point. Let's do it."

Zhu Peng, who is on a high place, looks down and stands on the railing. "Sunflower Magic" is really a very life-threatening thing. Although he is quite sure, every time Zhu Sansan comes to play a sword, he will come to watch it on time. He not only looks at the strange blood-colored scriptures in his mind, but is it the legendary "Kwai Flower magic. It is also to ensure that Zhu Sansan, who normally can't practice this set of magic skills, will not make any tricks or even go crazy.

Forbid, the observation of these days made Zhu Peng find that he was worried for nothing. He didn't know what the reason was, or the woman's "self-uterine" refers to the abnormality of the mind, or Zhu Sansan's strange yin and yang balance constitution. In a word, with Zhu Sansan's practice during this period, he did gradually master the essence of Sunflower's invincibility. During this period, the yang in her body gradually turned into yin and softness, which made her Zhenyuan soar, and her progress was appalling.

Zhu Peng's words have an unimaginable effect for Zhu Sansan. A large part of the reason for her painstaking practice during this period is that every time she comes to practice swords, Zhu Peng will come to watch, which greatly increases her enthusiasm for cultivation.

As soon as Zhu Peng's words fell, a dark sword spirit "sun" wrapped around Zhu Sansan's figure and fiercely smashed into the defense line composed of six death row prisoners. The sword spirit was fast and fierce, as if the devil rose east, and the dark sun suspended in the sky, opposite to the cold moon. .

Zhu Sansan held a dark dagger in his hands and broke into the defense of the six people. His hands were extremely fast and his blood flowed, but in an instant, three people lost their lives. When her swordsmanship was used according to the magic skills, it was not completely flawless, but the flaw was always only one place, and only for a moment, extremely fast. With the support of speed, the flaw of that moment just appeared, and the next moment was made up by two swords. It was not even a flaw, but a fatal trap.

The body method is too fast, and the speed of the body itself is even faster than the imperial swordsmanship. The other three remaining practitioners, two women and one man, both shrink their pupils, but the two women still follow the magic skill itself, but the original strange sword formula is obviously the same as Zhu Sansan, but without the terrible speed. After the effect of the degree, it became a chicken rib-like trick. Not only was he unable to keep up with Zhu Sansan's flaw at all, but he even put himself into death. In an instant, the long sword broke, and the two women died and retreated. Before the first blood was spilled, the second blood had been splashed.

"Ah" The only remaining man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He directly destroyed the game rules set by Zhu Peng, abandoned the long sword in his hand, and also abandoned the magic skills he had practiced during this period. His right hand suddenly changed and swelled. There were spells and gold discs on it, showing that a King Kong was not bad, eternal and strong. Solid strange feeling.

He suddenly waved his palm, and half of his high palms were completely covered against Zhu Sansan. His strength was as strong as Mount Tai was flying, which was unstoppable.

He wants to capture Zhu Sansan in exchange for his chance to survive, but the extreme fear of death has made him forget. Zhu Sansan is actually more than him. Is it possible to capture him if he wants to capture?

In the face of the roaring big hand, the faintly scattered Buddha light that even binds his body, Zhu Sansan's most rational response is to untie the shackles of his own skills, or use his strange escape method to avoid the truth, or even retreat directly. These are the solutions.

But shrouded by the Buddha's light in the man's palm, Zhu Sansan's eyes inexplicably ignited a faint blood color, and a great malice and boredom suddenly filled her body and mind. So she actually roared and did not improve her cultivation. She just ran the Zhenyuan of her body of refining gas, and then overlapped with two swords in her hand. He went straight to the man head-on.

The "boom" strong horizontal magic skill collided with the Buddhist secret method, and the destructive collision brought about was almost a geometric effect, and the terrible flame even reached the destination in an instant.

Buddha, Taoism, demon, Confucianism, have been ranked like this since ancient times. Why?

Have the four major practices been led by Buddhism since ancient times?

Of course not. In addition to being so called smooth, it is really that the teachings of Buddhism are closer to the mentality of mortals, so most mortals inadvertently admire it more.

Confucianism pays attention to the kings and relatives of heaven and earth, and there are ethical laws everywhere restricting and constraints. The magic sect pays attention to doing whatever they want and wants. It sounds good and naive, but if you think about it carefully, it's really stupid and bloody. If you want to understand, there are really not many rational and sound people who are willing to take the initiative to abandon everything and enjoy the unbridledness. The so-called "freedom" of Wuji.

Taoism says that attacking the world alone, changing and soaring, bravely and diligently, being the rebellious minister of the day and the earth, even more ruthless, and more: "What's the benefit of pulling out a dime and benefiting the world?" Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a dog. And so on, famous sayings. Many ancient books even once recorded that the so-called magic door is a variant of Taoism, but more naked and bloody.

The essence of Taoist practice: "Invading the creation of all things and taking the mystery of heaven and earth." This word "invasion" and "seizing" has basically exhausted the essence of Taoist practice, so Zhuangzi, who was so scared that he didn't understand, shouted, "If the saint does not die, the thief will not stop."

Only Buddhism, or Buddhism that has been preaching from the Western Regions, has changed and changed for hundreds of years, has really exhausted a good word in doctrine, using Mahayana Buddhism to universalize all sentient beings. Half is the spiritual practice of Taoism, and half is the faith and practice of Shintoism. It pays attention to making great vows and achieve great achievements, and has the closest relationship with mortal believers in the world. Of course, it will form a deadly enmity with all the killing of mortals and killing all sentient beings to achieve their own existence.

In terms of fighting against the four evil ways of "demons and monsters", Buddhism has always been the legendary vanguard. This phenomenon was not alleviated until the special profession of "sword cultivation" came out of the Taoist sect.

However, for thousands of years, the war between Buddha and demons has been endless. At this moment, it is in one place, and there is no need for the owner of the two sets of skills to strengthen the destruction, so it will naturally burst out with all its strength.

However, it is really not very difficult to compete with an unknown set of Buddhist skills and sunflower magic skills.

Zhu Peng looked down coldly and did not intervene. Because most of the man's palm was cut off by Zhu Sansheng, a large number of broken blades of the dagger were all inlaid on the man's face, and it was so deep that the man was almost penetrated. However, Zhu Sansan was obsessed with a pair of half-broken daggers and soared his skills. He almost melted the man in front of him who practiced Buddhist skills into the appearance of the wax man when he was on fire, and turned it to the ground.

The Buddhist skills practiced by the man in front of him did not suppress her demon at all. Instead, it made her magic rise greatly. She was originally completely transformed into Zhenyuan, and gradually took this opportunity to completely transform into the imperial envoy Zhenyuan of Sunflower Magic. This is the real reason why Zhu Peng didn't stop it...

"High Priest, I protest that your noble status has deceived us death row prisoners. I strongly protested."

The soft voice in the lower field attracted Zhu Peng's original gaze on Zhu Sansan. He took a casual look, but saw the only undead injured female prisoner among the six death row prisoners shouting loudly there. This is a rather calculating woman, and most importantly, she is quite beautiful.

Although the pale prison uniform is simple, it is extremely clean by her. The hem of the robe seems to be torn down for the convenience of action, but the half-deposed snow-white thighs are like two jade-colored crystal bamboo shoots. In this slightly dark and bloody secret sword arena, there is a different beautiful color.

It is not an exaggeration to call such a beauty "eye-catching" among dirty prisoners with dead faces. It seems that she is also very aware of her vitality. What experiments have been completed by my group for the Blood Spirit Ridge? The final result is probably the fate of a glass of poisoned wine. As a woman, the only vitality is rumored that the wild and unscrupulous high priest of the Blood Soul Ridge - there is no doubt that Zhu Peng's reputation is called romantic and affection within the Blood Spirit Ridge. The gentleness of the man after his grandeur.

Where the forces of the Blood Mountain can't radiate, it is often barren ** lustful, which is also normal. No one can expect their own enemies or potential enemies to keep saying good things.

Although the woman tried her best to attract Zhu Peng's eyes, she still saw that the other party didn't care, but she also knew that her clothes could no longer be torn. Otherwise, the woman who threw herself in her arms, no matter how beautiful she was, might not really care. It is rumored that Zhu Peng is just lustful, but there is no legend that he is brain-damaged and bully, and even on the contrary, even in the rumor of the enemy of the Blood Spirit Ridge, the strength and wisdom of the blood and spirit is also an unquestionable fact. This is the final conclusion of countless blood souls and sacrifices.

Before the woman could come up with a solution, Zhu Peng, her target, had resolutely turned away, leaving only a faint smile, "Congratulations on your progress. In addition, have fun."

Hearing Zhu Peng's words and looking at his determined departure, the beautiful female prisoner turned around, but suddenly saw a person gradually walking away in a piece of melted blood.

I don't know if it's her own illusion. The female prisoner inexplicably feels that the woman in front of her seems to be more beautiful than when she first met...

It seemed that the blood infiltrated her skin, ruddyed her lips, and her originally heroic facial features gradually softened, and her whole body gradually showed a trace of picturesque charm, creating a charming charm.

Zhu Sansan did not know the hidden change in her appearance. All she knew was that with the transformation of her true body, there were gradually some inexplicable things in her heart. It seemed to be the most arrogant self-confidence and the most rebellious backbone. Even when she looked directly at the man, she could be unbridled and arrogant.

"Beauty, what's your name?" There seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes. Zhu Sansan took two steps forward and raised the female prisoner's chin. His left hand naturally stroked the strong and smooth thighs like bamboo shoots. Zhu Sansan only felt that there was a fire in his heart.

"My name is... Whoo-hoo..."

Without waiting for the woman's words, a pair of jade-like red lips kissed each other. The waitress and guards around her naturally turned around quickly and trotted away. The guard was afraid of being killed by three or three people, and the waitress was afraid of being dragged over by three or three people... At some level, Zhu Sansan is a veritable "male and female killing. ".

At the same time, Huo Qingman looked at all kinds of large-scale defense boundaries in front of her, and her face was blue in the majestic mountains surrounded by clouds and fog. Her face could not be pale. In her own patrol area, a veritable "mountain" suddenly appeared, which was difficult to say.

What's more, under the influence of the purple sky, she can faintly see that in the majestic mountains surrounded by clouds and fog, there are Taoist temple everywhere, and occasionally she can see Taoist people flying with swords flying between the Taoist temple.

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