Apart from this, Fu Tianxing could not think of any other reason.
"Old man Fu, there are nine opportunities for becoming a saint outside the mausoleum of the Great Sage Panwu. Do you want to monopolize them?" Jie Jie, the gray-robed half-saint of the Heavenly Corpse Path, said with a strange smile: "I'm afraid you have intentions but no destiny.
" He immediately became nervous.
How should we distribute the nine opportunities for sainthood and the eleven semi-saints?
This group of people are almost all immortals from the older generation who have spent their entire lives practicing just to become saints.
The opportunity is right in front of you, who wouldn't be tempted?
Fei Laogui snorted coldly, "Fellow Taoists, the opportunity to become a saint is not easy to come by. If you want to get the opportunity, you must first pass the formation level." "
You are impetuous and greedy, how can you get by? One level?"
"In my opinion, this formation will kill a lot of people."
After hearing this, the atmosphere relaxed slightly.
"What Old Ghost Fei said makes sense." The middle-aged man from the Hehuan Sect
who remembered the website
smiled softly. He has a handsome face and elegant temperament. He is the chief sect leader of the Hehuan Sect and a semi-saint.
Hehuan Sect, as the name suggests, is a dual cultivation sect, ruled by two sect leaders.
"What we should be thinking about now is how to break the formation, rather than scheming and wasting strength." The charming woman from the Hehuan Sect had a soft voice and a charming look.
"It makes sense."
The rest of the people agreed.
"Hmph!"
The gray-robed half-saint flicked his long sleeves and looked downcast.
Fu Tianxing's eyes were sharp and he had murderous intent in his heart.
The Heavenly Corpse Path focuses on refining corpses, and its methods are vicious and sinister. The reason why the gray-robed half-saint dares to challenge the two of them alone is because he has a Heavenly Corpse with the strength of a half-saint.
If they really take action, Fu Tianxing and the two will not be able to get any favors.
"Without further ado, everyone, just rely on your abilities."
Fei Laogui took the lead and flew into the space entrance first.
The crowd followed closely behind.
"Nine palaces and nine gates, lock the heart to refine the way."
A loud voice sounded above everyone's heads, full of majesty and momentum, "Welcome to the nine palaces and heavenly lock array."
Boom!
Nine huge portals emerged in nine directions.
The portal is branded with divine patterns and has a mysterious aura, as if there are nine entrances.
The nine palaces are Qian Palace, Kan Palace, Gen Palace, Zhen Palace, Zhong Palace, Xun Palace, Li Palace, Kun Palace, and Dui Palace. Anyone who is involved in formations will understand it.
The Nine Palaces are extremely mysterious, and the Nine Palaces Formation is even more mysterious.
Looking at the nine portals in front of them, everyone frowned tightly.
"Generally speaking, among these nine gates, there is only one gate of life, and apart from that, they are all gates of death." Fei Laogui is the ancestor of Qixian Sect. He is definitely the most knowledgeable about formations among others. The most profound one.
"Unless we find the gate of life, we will only die."
"Then how to try?" The gray-robed half-sage said coldly, "There are nine gates, and if you go wrong, it will be a dead end. We only have a one-ninth chance. "
"Fei Laogui, you seem to have forgotten that our seniors told us that this is a formation that tests the Taoist heart." Fu Tianxing said: "So as long as we can survive the Taoist heart tribulation, we have passed." "
Therefore, I I feel that this Nine Palaces Heavenly Lock Formation cannot be judged by common sense."
"What if the Master of Tianji Pavilion is wrong?" the gray-robed half-saint sneered.
Fei Laogui's eyes moved slightly.
"The master of Tianji Pavilion has great magical powers. Since he can guide us to the Tomb of the Great Sage from hundreds of thousands of miles away, I guess his views on the formation are not wrong." Fei Laogui said.
"Honey, I'm going to the Middle Palace,
and you're going to the Gen Palace." Fu Tianxing didn't bother to argue with them, so he told the white-haired old woman and ducked into the central portal.
"They are gambling with their lives."
The Qingling Sect's semi-saint's pupils shrank.
"We have all gotten so far as to buy information. If we don't risk our lives, we will never be able to become saints." The elegant man from the Hehuan Sect smiled lightly, looked at the Taoist couple, and said, "I will enter the Qian Palace, and you will enter the Kun Palace."
Two People left one after another.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone walked into a portal one after another.
The gray-robed semi-saint's eyes were sinister, his head was more than three feet long, and he was like a corpse made of divine gold. His whole body was branded with strange divine patterns, and the sky corpse flew out from the Zi Mansion. It had a golden face and fangs, and a fierce aura, exuding a strong corpse aura.
He rushed into Zhen Palace.
Click!
When the eleven semi-saints rushed into the portal, a huge nine palace formation appeared on the nine divine gates, as if a machine was started.
Mysterious divine patterns are flying in the void, evolving into many mysteries.
clang!
The bells echoed in the outer mansion.
At this moment, the power of the Nine Palaces Heavenly Lock Formation exploded.
The eleven semi-saints were all caught in the questioning of Tao Xin.
As Fu Tianxing said, this is a formation that tests the Taoist heart, and there is no door to life or death.
If you cannot pass the level of Taoist heart, the door to life is also the door to death.
Everyone fell into the torture of Taoism.
...
It's still Luoshen Ridge.
In a gloomy underground palace, the fighting spirit is endless and the heroic spirits are immortal.
Huang Lao of the East China Sea Dragon Palace is fighting with the fighting spirits.
This is the tomb of the Holy King of Hundred Wars.
Mr. Huang has been fighting for three days.
Almost exhausted.
The fighting souls were beheaded by him, and turned into majestic fighting spirit and poured into the sea of consciousness, making Huang Lao's spirit extremely excited, but his magic power was rapidly depleting.
I don't know how long it will take.
Huang Lao killed his way through the underground palace and saw a giant.
This giant has a heroic face, is wearing armor, with his head in the sky and his feet on the ground. He holds a divine ax in his hand, his eyes are radiant and full of fighting spirit.
Even though he was dead, he still maintained his fighting posture.
The fighting spirit will never die.
"Is this the Holy King of Hundred Wars?" Huang Lao looked up at the Holy King of Hundred Wars with awe.
This is a true practitioner who lives for fighting. Even if he dies, his fighting spirit remains.
Then.
Mr. Huang saw the small bodhi tree.
The whole body of this tree is as crystal clear as agate, imprinted with mysterious textures. It is only more than one foot tall, and it looks like a seedling under the feet of the Holy King of Hundred Wars.
Just by approaching the small bodhi tree and sensing the breath, Mr. Huang entered an ethereal realm with no distracting thoughts.
On the small bodhi tree, there is an agate-like bodhi seed with pure breath.
"Bodhisattva..."
Huang Lao cried with joy.
In the past few days, he had been fighting with heroic souls, exhausted, just for this bodhi seed.
After all, he was hindered by inner demons, and he could not become a saint until his inner demons were eliminated.
Even if one obtains the inheritance of the Holy King of Hundred Wars and refines the inner world of the Holy King of Hundred Wars, it is impossible to become a saint.
This bodhi seed is his most important goal.
"Senior is really a god."
Mr. Huang was inexplicably grateful. He finally saw the opportunity to become a saint.
All of this depends on Ye Xu.
"Today, I will become a saint in one
fell swoop." Huang Lao tremblingly took off the Bodhi Seed. The Bodhi Seed was a bit hot and burned his skin, but Huang Lao didn't care.
He calmed down and swallowed the Bodhi seed in one gulp.
In an instant, the inner demon hidden deep in Tao's heart broke out.
Huang Lao faces his inner demons.
Hideous, twisted, strange and evil.
This inner demon has been Mr. Huang's lifelong nightmare.
Buzz!
The Bodhi seed entered his belly and turned into a dense ball of clear light, covering Huang Lao's body.
The clear air rose into Zifu, as warm and gentle as the first ray of sunshine, shining on the inner demon.
At this moment, the inner demon no longer spreads, it is contained.
Wisps of insights poured into Huang Lao's heart, and he had an epiphany.
Huang Lao's aura continued to strengthen.
In the Zi Mansion, the inner demon was weakened little by little. The inner demon was roaring and roaring fiercely, but it could not affect Mr. Huang's mood at all.
With the help of Bodhisattva, he fell into epiphany.
For one day...
two days...
the inner demon was constantly weakened by Bodhizi's power, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in Huang Lao's Taoist heart.
Once the inner demons were eliminated, Huang Lao's Taoist heart became complete.
boom!
The majestic aura erupted from his body, Huang Lao's eyes opened, his eyes were shining brightly, and his beard and hair were spread out.
He entered the holy realm.