Chapter 212 Unyielding Leopard!

Xing Han was speechless, and it was silent and dark all around him. Occasionally, a beam of moonlight sprinkled down through the dark clouds and shone between the treetops, leaving a mottled reflection.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the cold wind blew in the middle of the night, with a stream of cold moisture spreading all over the body. After a while, I felt that my hair was a little wet and slightly damp.

The cold wind blew, the clothes swayed, and the hair fluttered. Shen Gongbao stood in the wind. He frowned and looked at the Bodhi ancestor in front of him and said, "I don't know what's wrong with your voice in the middle of the night?"

On the top of the dark and silent mountain, there were only some insects and beasts from time to time. Shen Gongbao suddenly said, and his voice was particularly loud and clear. The light words rippled, but soon disappeared in the vast and boundless fields again. The Bodhi ancestor just quietly looked at the distance, but did not answer directly. Shen Gongbao.

After a long time, the ancestor of Bodhi slowly turned around and quietly stared at Shen Gongbao. In the dark night, the plain and deep eyes were like the stars of the night, with a little starlight. It seemed ordinary, but it was mysterious and unpredictable.

Seeing that the ancestor of Bodhi had been talking for a long time, Shen Gongbao did not think so. He looked at him indifferently. The breeze brushed his face, and the Taoist robe swung gently and made a slight sound.

"It seems that Taoist friends have been proud of their recent spring breeze. As soon as you come back, Jiang Ziya's previous actions have turned into nothingness, and he was counterattacked by you and tired of running around!"

The Bodhi ancestor said lightly, his face was not happy or sad, and he could not see his inner thoughts.

Shen Gongbao smiled gently and brushed his sleeve robe: "It's impolite not to come and go. The two armies are fighting. Isn't it just who is better at chess!"

The Bodhi ancestor nodded unknowingly. Suddenly, his eyes were shining, staring at Shen Gongbao's eyes, straight into the depths of his heart, and said quietly, "That Taoist friend thinks that the competition between Western religion and Taoist friends, who is better?"

When the eyes of the Bodhi ancestor were projected, Shen Gongbao felt a mysterious breath like a valley spring, trickling, melting himself in silence, and like a turbulent waves sweeping over him, as if he wanted to completely analyze his whole heart. Shen Gongbao immediately felt awe-in-minded heart. God relaxes, maintains an ethereal and indifferent state, and is not taken away by the sudden momentum of the Bodhi ancestor.

Suddenly, Shen Gongbao's whole body seemed to be completely integrated into the surrounding environment. He towered into the mountain and did not move. The Bodhi ancestor was shocked. Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao's understanding of the Tao was not weak.

As soon as his mind moved, the Bodhi ancestor immediately poured a trace of consciousness into his eyes. At that time, the mysterious breath doubled, like an iceberg melting in spring, converging into the sea, vast and unstoppable, like a volcano bursting, bursting, and powerful.

In an instant, a magnificent pressure went straight through his eyes and went straight to Shen Gongbao's spiritual pressure. Its momentum was like the sea, boundless and magnificent as a mountain. Shen Gongbao immediately mobilized his whole body's mana, and the votive gods moved together, trying to resist the spiritual shock of the Bodhi ancestor.

The sudden action of the Bodhi ancestor this time really caught Shen Gongbao off guard. Before, Shen Gongbao had also confronted the Bodhi ancestor head-on, but they were all external forces. Shen Gongbao could also resist for a moment under some precautions, but at this moment, it was the most direct psychological confrontation, and the competition was the understanding of the Tao. The thrilling of Shen Gongbao couldn't help sweating coldly. In case the Bodhi ancestor insisted on doing it, he did it alone, and directly broke the state of mind caused by Shen Gongbao's understanding of the Tao in his saint's cultivation, which made it break or completely collapse. At that time, Shen Gongbao's Taoism must have declined rapidly, and he wanted to make up for the crack, but It's as difficult as climbing to the sky.

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The wind danced vigorously, and the wind suddenly surged on the top of the mountain, and the surrounding trees were fluttering. Broken branches and leaves rolled all over the sky. The sand and stones flew into the sky. In the wind, there were bursts of ghosts crying and wolves howling. Under the cold night, it seemed particularly horrible.

Shen Gongbao's cold sweat fell like rain, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out. His Taoist robe swelled like inflatable. The wind roared, and the Taoist robe rolled up crazily and hunted.

On the top of the mountain, the air is already thin. At this moment, between the two people are disturbed by the strange atmosphere. Between the fights, all the air is squeezed out and becomes a vacuum. Dimly, it can be seen that the space between the two people ripples like water waves, and there is even a slight "squeak" sound.

Suddenly, a thumb-sized brown flying stone rolled up by the wind roared to the place where the two fought. When the flying stone burst into it, it instantly turned into powder, scattered in the wind and annihilated.

The dark clouds locked the sky, and the bright moon completely hid in the thick dark clouds. There was no moonlight. The gloomy dark clouds covered the sky and swept the whole starry sky, making the Honghuang mainland fall into a quiet night.

On the top of the mountain, the wind is blowing, the smoke and dust are all over the sky, the Taoist robes are robes, and the hunting is ringing.

The Bodhi ancestor had no joy or sadness, and his expression was indifferent. A pair of eyes were shining in the dark night when he could not see his fingers, and he looked at the stubborn Shen Gongbao indifferently.

The waves are surging and surging!

At this moment, Shen Gongbao only feels that he is like that leaf of flat boat, drifting alone in the vast ocean of the vast sea. With the roll of the waves, sometimes rise and sometimes fall, thrilling and frightening.

The waves of powerful shocks were ready to completely swallow himself up and sink into the boundless sea. The excessive use of Yuanshen made Shen Gongbao have a headache and almost burst out.

Shen Gongbao retreated from the festival, leaving a string of deep footprints, with silver teeth clenched, traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, flowing freely, cold sweat on his forehead, like rain, and his face looked very painful. From the tense and twitching body from time to time, you can see the pain that Shen Gongbao suffered at this moment.

Shen Gongbao did not dare to relax at all, and had no time to ask the reason. At this moment, all his thoughts were like a dam sluice, resisting the fierce attack of the Bodhi ancestor's fierce waves on the sea. If he was distracted, the sluice would definitely burst. At that time, what he would suffer must be the moment of opening the sluice gate. For the fierce impact, I'm afraid he will completely collapse in a moment.

The waves are more and more turbulent, like a roaring dragon dancing crazily in the sea. In fact, it suddenly rises, soaringly and sharp, and pierces into the mood of Shen Gongbao like a sharp knife.

Tens of millions of sharp knives pierced, and in an a moment, Shen Gongbao's brain was about to collapse, and the blood in his mouth surged. Under the towering and vast momentum, Shen Gongbao suddenly knelt on one knee, and his muscles were tight all over his body. In the wind, Shen Gongbao, who trembled all over his body, seemed to rise with the wind and fly in the air as long as the wind was more strong.

click!

A flash of lightning suddenly crossed the air, cutting through the night. Under the electric light, it reflected Shen Gongbao's eyes widened, and the unyielding color between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

There are strong winds and thunder. It seems that it's going to rain!

The confrontation of mood and Taoism is the most direct and original competition. A group of spiritual treasures are of great use at all. Ordinary people dare not use such a method to compete at all. After all, if there is a slight mistake, they will definitely be eaten back, but they will leave traces in the mood, not to mention the regression of Taoism. It is difficult to add to repair the traces.

Generally, only when the cultivation between the two is one heaven and one earth, can someone use this method to ensure that there is no mistake. However, if the cultivation of the two people is very different, why do they need to use this dangerous method to fight, and directly use Taoism or spiritual treasure to kill.

However, the situation of Shen Gongbao is special. The person who should be robbed will not be killed, and the Bodhi ancestor did not want to kill him, bringing disaster to the West and involved the West in the disaster. Only then did he use this method. The Taoism between him and Shen Gongbao is not just the difference between heaven and earth?

The ancestor of Bodhi looked indifferent, just a trace of adder's power, and the light in his eyes brightened at an ant-like speed. Although this was the case, when Shen Gongbao felt that the fierce waves were rolling with an amazing trend, and the momentum of the attack was like the soaring sharp music, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Shen Gongbao bit his teeth and persisted to his death. No matter what the Bodhi ancestor was, Shen Gongbao secretly swore in his heart that if he escaped by chance this time, he would be repaid a thousand times and revenged ten thousand times!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The lightning in the air exploded in the sky, and the muffled thunder roared through the sky. The wind was also roaring wantonly, blowing on the face with a faint pain.

The stormy waves rose into the sky, and the pounding attack was also suddenly pulled to the highest place. The majestic pressure like the sea swept over. Shen Gongbao's seven orifices were overflowing with blood in an instant. He roared extremely unwillingly in his heart, and all the power of his mind gushed out. Even if he hit the stone with eggs and used his arms as a car, he did not give up.

Because, giving up means that the mood is bursting, the Taoism melts, and from then on, you will become a useless person!

People who practice Taoism, feel the trend of heaven and earth, and understand the thousands of avenues in their hearts, will constantly form a nihilistic world that they know in their hearts. This is the state of mind. Inside is full of your lifelong understanding, and only you can see and perceive the things inside. The so-called Taoism is the degree of stability of your state of mind. What's the size?

The monk is to constantly feel the heaven and earth, map the heaven and earth he understand into his own state of mind, complete the state of mind, and improve the Taoism. In this way, he can improve the mana carefree, so that he will not be unable to control the huge mana in his body.

The combination of Taoism and mana is the true embodiment of cultivation!

Just as Shen Gongbao desperately thought that he was going to be completely abolished, suddenly the fierce attack disappeared in an instant, and Shen Gongbao's surging attack hit in the air. There was nothing in the air. At that time, it was abnormally uncomfortable. A mouthful of blood spewed out again in the air, and then he collapsed with a weak expression and fell up to the sky. On the top of the mountain, he gasped, and his brain was still in pain.

"Humph!" The Bodhi ancestor snorted coldly, and a golden light disappeared into Shen Gongbao's body. His body flashed and suddenly disappeared, while Shen Gongbao's ear came with his last words: "When the appointment, complete it as soon as possible. Don't play ghost ideas again, otherwise, you know!"

(to be continued)