Chapter 286 True Immortal God

There are two divine consciousnesses on the cotton. One is sealed by Ai Liyun when she was born, which is the reincarnation of the green dragon golden fetus, and the other is sealed by Yong Bowen when she was born, which is a distraction for Ning Bu's reincarnation left in the world.

Huiguo sat in Qinglong Temple and gave up the great perfection of becoming a Buddha. He wanted to accumulate the great merits of the ten generations, achieve the supreme golden fetus, deal with the great disaster under the reincarnation of the ten generations, and reopen the channel of three thousand realms in ten directions.

Ning Buqi fought for Buddhism and Taoism. He borrowed the power of the mortal world to level the Qinglong Temple and cut off the stone steps of Qinglong Temple with a sword. He was involved in the great cause and effect of the reincarnation of Huiguo Tenth. Under the implication, he could not achieve the golden immortality, but he had to leave the world because of the introduction of the fairy world. Finally, he left a wisp of distraction and reincarnation with the world to deal with it. The change of the golden fetus after the tenth generation.

One is the great virtue of the Buddha, and the other is the mysterious mystery of Taoism. It can be regarded as the past and has been entangled for thousands of years. Looking at the arrival of ten generations, the golden fetus has been completed, and the cause and effect of this millennium is about to have a result. Unexpectedly, there is a bold Yonghansheng. As soon as he takes action, he will reincarn the two great masters into their own consciousness. The meat fetus was peeled off and the black cat's body was blocked, so that the two people's thousand-year history was ruined. Now the plan of Qinglong Temple is gone, and it is better to have no support. The two difficult brothers squeezed into the body of a black cat, and any grand plan has become a joke.

It's just that Yong Hansheng, who is known as the first person in Tianjishu, didn't calculate that Yong Bowen will one day use this pair of divine knowledge to save his own life.

Both of these two divine spirits have great magical powers. You can lend one casually and become a master. It may be a little difficult to deal with the demon army in front of you, but it is always more confident than before.

As soon as Ai Liyun heard this, her face changed greatly. She took Yong Bowen's hand and said, "Xiaowen, these two divine consciousnesses are very related. At the beginning, when they were reincarnated on us, they were closely related to our relationship, especially the distraction. It was originally peeled from you, but now it is reintroduced into the body. What's wrong with it? ......”

The Tibetan god art of Taipingdao, also known as the art of using gods, is to strip the master's divine knowledge and stored in the cat body with nine lives. When it is used to attract the divine knowledge into the body, it is like the main and secondary operating system of the computer. Temporarily shutting down the positive operating system and turning on the secondary operating system, all the magical powers of the divine consciousness are immediately mastered, and the personality is also related to the god. The change of consciousness is consistent, but this divine consciousness cannot last for a long time, and it will automatically disappear after a period of use. The world is the operating system, that is, the magician's own consciousness can automatically re-dominate the body.

But the strange distraction was originally peeled from Yong Bowen's body. No one knows whether it will take root after being reintroduced into the body, as if it had taken over the body as if it had returned to his hometown.

Nowadays, no one in Taipingdao is proficient in the art of Tibetan gods, and there is nowhere to ask. They can only try to go up if something really goes wrong. Even if he escapes from the disaster of life in front of him, Yong Bowen himself can never come back. What's the use of escaping from this physical life? If so, Ai Liyun would rather both die in this chaos.

"Don't worry, at worst, I will introduce the divine knowledge of the green dragon and golden fetus into the body, just use the secret magic power to deal with these gang of tantric traitors who take the evil path. I can't attract Ning to be distracted and lure the wolf into the house, right?

Yong Bowen patted Ai Liyun's hand comfortingly to reassure her. He looked at the cotton and said, "Cotton, I'm going to do it. Are you ready?"

The cotton took a long breath, held his head high, jumped to the palm of Yong Bowen's flat palm, squatted down, and shook his tail.

Yong Bowen pinched the spell, stretched out his index finger on the heart of the cotton, and slowly explored the mind. You can see the nine secrets exclusive to the cat. There are seven empty, like black holes, two shining, one is in the shape of a dragon, and the other is in the shape of a sword. The dragon-shaped light is a little dim. Although the dragon rotates, it gives people a feeling of powerlessness, but the sword shape is very lively, the light is shining, and it jumps around from time to time, looking uneasy.

The Buddha's Taoism is different, which is even more obvious in the characteristics of the divine consciousness. With only a slight feeling, Yong Bowen recognizes that the dragon-shaped one is the green dragon golden fetal consciousness, while the sword-shaped one is not strangely distracted. At present, he recites the magic formula, leads the dragon out of the body, connects the green dragon golden fetal divine consciousness with his own divine consciousness, and does the treatment of body control and exchange.

Under normal circumstances, only the docking is completed, and this spell is complete.

Unexpectedly, just when the consciousness of Yong Bowen and the consciousness of the Qinglong golden fetus were not connected, the sword-shaped consciousness jumped out of the pretentiousness, rushed between the two, bumped the consciousness of the green dragon golden fetus, and docked with Yong Bowen's consciousness first!

The green dragon golden fetal consciousness did not succeed in docking, and it was out of life, as if it had to escape from the cotton body like a cage!

The first time I used the Tibetan magic, I actually came out with this kind of oolong.

Can the divine consciousness that has been banned in the life trick still rush to dock by itself?

If they have this freedom and ability, what is the meaning of the forbidden spell?

All this happened so quickly that Yong Bowen could not react at all, and directly connected with Ningbuqi's distraction.

Boom!

My mind seems to explode.

Countless unspeakable fragments of consciousness are flying, and their own consciousness seems to burst into fragments at the same time, flying and hovering in the boundless darkness, dancing with those external fragments of consciousness, condensing, gathering, and finally condensing into a huge golden statue in the darkness.

He carried a long sword on his back, his blue shirt fluttered, his head held high, and he was full of pride.

His name is Ning Bucci.

The first master of Taoism at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Daluo Tianxian, who was rampant for a while.

Through thousands of years of time, across the separation of immortals, the spirit returns.

Yong Bowen felt that he was infinitely small and huddled at Ning's feet. He could only look up at the supreme existence of the Jedi. The boundless huge pressure fell like the top of Mount Tai, as if it could crush him at any time.

"Hey, it's not strange, I know you!"

Yong Bowen shouted at the top of his voice, unwilling to give in to the pressure, and unwilling to do the small existence under his feet.

The voice was unexpectedly loud and rumbled in the boundless darkness.

Ningbuqi, who stood up to the sky, lowered his head slowly and stared at the small Yong Bowen. His eyes were bright, but his expression was strangely gentle.

Just one glance.

At that glance, he seemed to see through the thousand years and the inside and outside of Yongbo.

"So it is, ridiculous and sad!"

A long sigh sounded in the dark.

Rather, his eyes are compassionate, not like Yong Bowen, but as if he is sad.

A glance of sadness, the whole world is full of pain, and a sudden rainstorm.

The flood flows endlessly in the dark, just like the beginning of the flood.

"Hey, it's not strange, you're already dead!"

Yong Bowen is still shouting at the top of his voice.

"Yes, I'm dead, but I have to protect the distractions left in the world in those years to recover my mind!"

Ning's voice was also echoing, asking and answering with Yong Bowen, as if two thunders were coming one after another.