Chapter 47 Sakyamuni Empty

"Have you been apart for ten years, are you two well?" Qiao Xiaoxuan said with a smile.

Sakyamuni's empty-minded and intelligent, and now he also smiles. "Taoist friends are real wizards. In just ten years, they have achieved the cultivation of refining gods and returning to virtuality. I'm afraid that geniuses are not enough to describe Taoist friends. - However, Taoist friends are a little big. Now I, Xumi and Jizushan, have joined hands to practice demons. Is it possible that Taoist friends really think that there is no one in this world. Can people cure you?"

"Hahahaha." Qiao Xiaoxuan looked up to the sky and smiled, "Brother Sakyam is worthy of being the direct descendant of the family. This temperament is really unspeakable. Ha ha, if you ask me if I'm afraid of the sky, then I'll also ask you. While talking, Qiao Xiaoxuan's eyes suddenly became cold, and there was no movement. The whole void was solidified, and Sakyamuni's nature and Sakyamuni could not feel a trace of heaven and earth aura.

"I don't know if anyone can cure me. But do you think that if I kill the two of them now, will your division's elders have time to rescue them?!"

Qiao Xiaoxuan's words in a calm tone are as cold as the arctic ice. Under the guidance of the air machine, they naturally block this area of water with the method of the small world. Neither Sakyamuni's empty nor Sakyamuni Day dares to neglect it.

Taoism is the cultivation of the mind. There are many difficulties and obstacles in the future. You can't defeat it, but you must not be afraid of it. There is still a chance if you are in a downwind for the time being. Once you lose your mind, it will be difficult to recover. At that time, not to mention difficulties and obstacles, it is difficult to make progress even if you are safe.

Sakyamuni officially understood this, and then tried his best to calm down the shock brought by Qiao Xiaoxuan's horrible cultivation. He wanted to treat him with a normal heart and tried to scare Qiao Xiaoxuan with the prestige of Xumi and Jizushan, so that he did not dare to act rashly. Who knows that Qiao Xiaoxuan is the real lawless Lord. To put it bluntly, it depends on whether Sakyamuni can still maintain a normal heart.

"Oh!"

Sakyamian shouted violently, and her whole body was shocked. A line of purple light rushed out of the top, instantly formed three big lotus flowers, and the purple light was brilliant and rotated endlessly. He has already held a purple ruler in his hand, with seal book runes circulating on it, and the treasure light goes straight to the sky.

"Are you the descendant of the demon ancestor? Jizu Mountain is just an abandoned disciple. Are you proud of yourself?

Qiao Xiaoxuan looked at the baby in his hand in surprise, "Jiutianyuanyang ruler?! Guang Chengzi's baby, no wonder he can break through my space blockade.

Taking advantage of this time, Sakyamuni's air also forcibly shook the mana and summoned the Kowloon God Fire Mask. After the battle in the West Sea, the treasure had been repaired by his master, and deliberately pulled away nine ancient dragon souls from the fire pillar of the Tongtian god and sealed it, and the power was deeper in the past.

"Brother, you don't have to talk nonsense! As long as you and I pester him for an hour, the elders in the door will definitely find the abnormal situation here. Who will die from time to time?!"

Frightened by Qiao Xiaoxuan, Sakya's empty and rock-like mentality could not be maintained. Sakyamuni's day scolded him in time, which made him have time to rationalize his mood, and he was quite angry.

After a violent shout, the Jiulong God Fire Mask suddenly took action. In the sound of the shocking dragon, the nine-day fire red dragon came out, stirring the void between shaking its head and tail, aiming at Qiao Xiaoxuan and rushing up.

Challeng masters don't have to abide by any one-on-one stupid rules. Sakyamian's day now sacrifices the nine-day Yuanyang ruler sacrifice on his head again, and the purple light is faintly scattered, covering his whole body - this is to prevent Qiao Xiaoxuan's haunted demon.

A blue light rushed out of the fingertips between the waves, and the wind rose. In a blink of an eye, it was thicker and longer than the nine-day fire dragon. The murderous spirit was stirring, thunder appeared frequently, and the momentum was great.

"Qing Suo?!"

Qiao Xiaoxuan was also shocked. He didn't expect that this Sakyamian Day was so favored that even the treasures of the town school such as Ziqing Shuangjian could be inherited.

Reached forward and slowly drew a circle, and a layer of crystal water light emerged from the air, like a mirror. The huge suction like the collapse of the void came, and the nine dragon primordial gods with teeth and claws were pulled by the suction force and fell to the mirror.

The green sword is one of the purple-blue swords. It is a magic weapon refined by the long-browed real person. It is powerful and extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it arrived behind Qiao Xiaoxuan. The sword light swallowed like a spiritual snake spitting a letter, and suddenly went straight through Qiao Xiaoxuan's floating body, as if there was no obstruction at all.

Sakyamian couldn't figure it out for a while. If Qiao Xiaoxuan died like this, he wouldn't believe it, but what's going on?

Two spark-like red light suddenly appeared in the void, which expanded quickly and turned into two Qiao Xiaoxuan standing in the sky in a blink of an eye, still smiling with nothing.

"Magic?!" Sakyamuni screamed, and his breath dissipated, and the nine dragons slipped down a little in the mirror. At present, he quickly stabilized his mind and dared not be distracted at all. He tried his best to input mana and played tug-of-war with the mirror.

Two Qiao Xiaoxuan took a step together and came to Sakyamuni Day, ready to attack. Sakyamian began to fly back as early as Qiao Xiaoxuan's action. On the one hand, it attracted the nine-day Yuanyang ruler, only as a flying sword, leading to a purple light wave in front of him. This purple light is a pure yang spirit light, which specializes in restraining the sinic poison. Qiao Xiaoxuan's demon is the sinister poison in the sinister poison and should be restrained.

Who knew that the purple light crossed, and the two Qiao Xiaoxuan did not dodge. They just waited for the purple light to cut and unexpectedly break their waist. What made the Shakyamian day collapse was that the demon was not afraid of the pure yang magic weapon. He once again condensed into four Qiao Xiaoxuan, and still followed slowly.

The demon's redivision made the confidence of Sakyamuni's day fall to the bottom. At first, he thought that no matter how talented Qiao Xiaoxuan was, he could just embark on the stage of refining gods and returning to virtuality. With him and Sakyamuni's nature, who were about to break through the cultivation and exquisite magic weapons of refining gasification, it should still be possible to escape.

However, now I understand the horror of Qiao Xiaoxuan's magic skills. I didn't expect that his demon is more powerful than the record. He is no longer afraid of the pure yang magic weapon, and there are two kinds of flames flowing up and down in the blood light, which can alternate countless times in a cold and hot moment. Under such alternation of yin and yang, No matter how strong the magic weapon and the true spirit of body protection can last for a long time.

What's more terrible is that Qiao Xiaoxuan can not only know the Demon Sutra. That small world method is one of the profound magic methods. If Qiao Xiaoxuan takes out the bronze sword won by the Ghost King's Hall, he and Sakyamuni really can't even escape for their lives.

This series of thoughts flashed by, and the firm mind of the sword practitioner immediately prevailed, and a broken and sinking spirit suddenly sprouted in his heart.

Kendo is a way to kill. Everything in the world is a cycle of yin and yang. "Killing" is just a little bit of it. To embark on the road of kendo is to embark on a difficult and narrow way of practice. The truly profound formula is to teach people to transcend the world, trace the source, and seek the truth. Just like the super kendo sect such as the Jizushan School, the "Jianqi Lingxiao Secret" is only a method of multiplication, and the real smart one is "Taiqing Baolu". Only by washing away the bitterness of the red dust and breaking the evil barrier, until it is quiet and spotless, can we transcend reincarnation and become a road.

Therefore, the first point for those who practice kendo is to be firm in mind, neither addicted to killing nor afraid of any magic obstacles and suffering.

At this moment, from shock and loss to a firm mind, Shakyamuni only felt that the yuan god was clear for a while, and experiencing the baptism of life and death was indeed the best opportunity to strengthen himself.

Even if the nine-day yang ruler can't kill the demon, this demon can't break the pure yang spirit, can it? At the foot of Shakyamian, he flew back and took root in place. He put aside all miscellaneous thoughts, drummed twelve points of magic, and poured into the nine-day sun ruler. The purple light suddenly soared three feet, forming a purple light cocoon around him, and even transformed into a beating purple flame.

Four Qiao Xiaoxuan surrounded the Sakyamian Sun in a flash, and they were all covered with blood inflammation, and the underworld fire was flowing in it, but they only forced the purple fire and could not break through.

Under the heart of Sakyamian, there must be a divine idea, remotely control the green rope sword, full of blue light in the sky, the dragon generally wandering around, constantly beheading the demon. - Even if it can't be eliminated, the green rope is not extraordinary, and it is also good to wear out some vitality of the demons.

However, he said that Sakyamuni's side fought for his life, and Sakyamuni's nature was the same. The beautiful prince, who was originally like a crowned jade, was like roasted shrimp, and his face turned red.

Even if the whole body's magic power was poured into the Kowloon God Fire Mask, he still felt that nine dragons were falling into the mirror little by little.

"Hahahaha. Do you think this is over?

Qiao Xiaoxuan laughed and said this sentence at the same time. There was no difference in time, but everyone's expressions were different. Conceitedness, ridicule, humiliation, intimidation, plainness, etc. Almost all negative emotions appeared in the field, making people like ghosts.

Qiao Xiaoxuan's body suddenly appeared next to the mirror and reached out to grab the nine fire dragons. A blood-red pill suddenly appeared in his palm. Nine blood light rushed out of his fingertips like a silk thread, like nine-point ghost fire, shaking the faint green fire and pulling out a long light tail.

The blood light did not turn, but rushed straight forward, stabbed into the nine dragon gends, and then rushed into the dragon's body completely.

Sakyamuni suddenly felt that the Jiulong God Fire Mask, which coincided with his yuan god, was a little sluggish, and he saw the nine dragons burning with a blazing green fire and screaming. There was also a layer of ice crystals slowly condensing in the green fire, just a breath, and Sakyamuni sat on the ground spitting blood.

Looking at the nine fire dragons, they were still carved into crystals, and there was a burning fire all over them. Qiao Xiaoxuan stretched out his hand, and the fire dragon immediately flew around him and circled around him like a play.

Qiao Xiaoxuan stretched out his hand and pointed, and Jiulong roared together and rushed towards Sakyamuni.

After all, Sakyamuni Xingkong is a direct disciple of the head. How can there be only one Kowloon God Fire Mask? It's just that the most familiar one is this one. At present, he did not dare to hide his strength. The treasure flashed all over his body. The snow-white clothes flew like butterflies and shattered all over the ground. A lavender robe inside was exposed to the air, with gossip charms and shining. At the same time, a golden lotus flower was sacrificed. As soon as the mana was urged, the lotus flower suddenly bloomed and the golden light flourished.

Boom! There was a burst of explosion, and the nine dragons collided with the lotus, and immediately flew away like frightened birds in all sides. Bai Jingming spewed out another mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

"The devil dares!"

Qiao Xiaoxuan was about to do it, but he heard a loud shout like thunder rolling in the sky. A line of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky a hundred miles away, like a running horse. In a blink of an eye, the sleep was sparkling.

The sharp sound of breaking the air came one after another, and a simple seal fell from the sky, and the shadow covering the sky and the sun shrouded the ten miles, just like the top of Mount Tai. The wild air pressure made the empty demons shake for a while, as if they could not stand.

Qiao Xiaoxuan's eyes turned and he didn't know what the hell idea was. He smiled and said, "Well done."

No longer cares that Sakyamuni's empty will die or death. With a wave of his big sleeves to the sky, a tragic green sword light rose up a hundred feet to the sky, and the evil wind was vigorous and turbulent, like a fierce beast rushing out of the void.

click! In the loud noise, the sword light crashed into the big seal again. Generally, there was no hindrance in cutting tofu. It passed by, and the sky was full of colorful light. Only two halves of the simple big seal shrank to the normal size and floated down.

With a flash of golden light, it rushed back to the empty nine dragons of Sakyamuni again. A gust of wind blew through, and a white cloud rushed into the distance. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the sky.

The Sakyamuni was saved by someone.

Qiao Xiaoxuan stood still, as if he didn't see it. He stretched out his hand and took it. The two halves of the big seal fell on his hand. He looked at it, but it was not really a sky-turning seal, but also a replica. Qiao Xiaoxuan couldn't help but be a little funny. He actually used a replica?

It was also Qiao Xiaoxuan's temporary intention to let Sakyamuni save him. Originally, he didn't come here to kill people, but Qiao Xiaoxuan also saw the problem of the terrain at the mouth of the bottle and wanted to find out what was going on, but he accidentally met these two guys who were also there before they fought.

Qiao Xiaoxuan originally wanted to eradicate the grass and kill the proud disciples of these two factions first, which was also a deterrent to the world, but on second thought, this was not a good thing.

If you really kill these two guys, won't the two factions join hands to make trouble for themselves? Qiao Xiaoxuan is weak, and he is still a peerless master. His wife and apprentice have not yet reached such a state. If it is clear that the carriage and horses fight on the right road, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accident.

Therefore, it is reasonable to stir this pool of water and fish in muddy water.

At this moment, he rushed forward, and his figure faded into the air again. Outside the purple light sacrificed by Shakyamian Day, suddenly appeared demons all over the sky, and even the nine dragons that had just been refined by Qiao Xiaoxuan turned into flying demons.

"Brother, isn't it strange? Why is it different from what is recorded in the classics? Why do I have so many devils?" Qiao Xiaoxuan was faintly introduced into the ears of Sakyamian Day.

These calm words are like gossip, but they use the dementor magic sound in an attempt to interfere with the firm mind of Sakyamuni Day. When he faced the enemy, he did everything, and Qiao Xiaoxuan was also the best among the villains.

"Hmm! The evil outsider is not rampant! Even if your magic skills are great, there must be someone who can cure you, but don't you know that 'evil is better than righteousness'?!"

"Hahahaha. Is this how the Jizushan School educates you? It's really down."

Qiao Xiaoxuan stopped talking nonsense, and the demons came through the sky one after another, like moths to the fire, piles of purple light cocoons in the field.

Blood light, underworld fire, crystal water mist and go in and out of the purple light. Every time you slide past a demon, the purple light will be a little dim. In the blink of an eye, the purple light is like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

However, the green rope sword did not have time to kill a few demons. After cutting the falling seal, Yuan Tujian wrapped the green rope and did not touch it hard. He obviously wanted to kill Shakyamian Day and then seize the sword.

Poo! With a muffled sound, like a bubble bursting, a little purple liquid in the bloody ocean was completely submerged in the devil. The proud Taoist priest was completely swallowed up by the devil without leaving a last word.

I saw the poisonous light flashing all over the sky, and the demons formed a sea of poison, turning into two huge palms. One by one, they all grabbed the green rope and the nine-day Yuanyang ruler.

The blood light converge again, showing that Qiao Xiaoxuan's real belly is standing under the bright moon, and the two magic weapons in his hand are still struggling.

Qiao Xiaoxuan suddenly shook his shoulder and miraculously turned into the appearance of Sakyamian Day. There was no difference at all. I'm afraid the twins are not so similar.

His eyes looked at the magic weapon in his hand, and the blood flashed, and there was a crackling explosion, and the divine thoughts left by Sakyams were broken.

Let go of Sakyamuni's emptiness and then kill Sakyamian Day. At that time, he will appear in front of the elders of the Jizu Mountain School with the skin of Sakyamian Day, which will be fun.

This is the vicious part of the Demon Sutra. The blood shadow magic power killing can take away all the blood and vitality of the other party. While killing the opponent, it can also strengthen itself. No matter what level of master, as long as there is no pure Yang magic weapon or spiritual protection, he will never run away.

But no one will sacrifice magic weapons and spiritual light on their heads anytime and anywhere, right? There is always a time of relaxation. For example, when facing close relatives, this is the best time for the devil to do it.

Originally, I just wanted to investigate what was strange here, but I didn't expect such a unexpected gain.

Qiao Xiaoxuan turned his mind, but did not dare to delay any more. He took a step forward and appeared on the river out of thin air. His hands stretched aside, and the two flags of water and fire appeared beside him. Qiao Xiaoxuan was calm and silently put the calligraphy and painting urn on the flag flag, straight for a quarter of an hour. Then he gently pushed the flag flag to the mouth of the treasure bottle. Both sides fell and disappeared into the void.

Qiao Xiaoxuan shook his body, turned into a blood rainbow and fell into the water and disappeared.

Great wisdom is a great magic barrier. Great wisdom can achieve the best merits and can also set off boundless killing.

Qiao Xiaoxuan is indifferent by nature and firm in mind. In addition, he is familiar with countless books and deeply understands all the feelings in the world. Desire, good and evil, right and wrong, right and wrong, are all false.

In terms of his mentality at this time, except for his close relatives, others stand in the way of mony, and they are all sable people. Therefore, there is no psychological burden to kill a Sakyamian Day and use some conspiracy and tricks.

In a sense, there is indeed no possibility of cultivating civilization, because it does not need cooperation or groups, but to step out of the world to avoid cause and effect. If you look at the moral concept of mortals, the practitioners are indeed a little indifferent.

Indifference is indifference, but it is never ruthless, but extreme.