Chapter 1066 – This Son is Unlucky
Chapter 1066 – This Son Is Unlucky
Between the snow-covered pagoda forest, in the gazes of dozens of ancient sect experts, Spirit Shade Venerable Masters and even tens of thousands of monks and martial artists on the lake in front of them, however, the entire pagoda forest was shrouded by a nine-colored haze of light.
This nine-colored haze light namely contained the seven-colored haze light of the saint’s three dao realms, as well as the holy dao ripples of a great saint martial artist, vast and wide, pure and broad, and the snowflakes all over the sky were tinted with colors that were beautiful.
And the gloomy sky dark clouds rolled and moved, illuminating a piece of emptiness of the Martial Dao Rhythm, such as the starry sky broken, in that emptiness, there were some unreadable ponderous silhouettes faintly appearing that were watching indifferently and vacantly.
Between the nine-colored haze and the nothingness, a person was sitting on a plate, and all the momentum came from him.
A breakthrough realm vision unlike any other!
“Amitabha Buddha!”
Venerable Spirit Chakra clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha’s name reverently.
“This person ……”
The faces of Baili Changruo, Fei Qi, Zhao Qingli, Jiang Benchu, and a group of others were somber and complicated.
The breakthrough of the Great Sage Realm wasn’t that shocking, any Great Sage Realm martial artist who accumulated for a hundred or two hundred years always had the hope of breaking through. What was shocking was that this person had broken through eighteen layers of the most terrifying “Buddha Light Pagoda” before, and had just appeared, so even if he considered it with his heels, he was exhausted.
In this situation, even a madman would not choose to break through the realm, but this person dares, and is not half a bit hesitant to break through in public.
Even more critical is that his breaking scene is very strange.
Eight Desolate Mountains Young Lord Fei Qi frowned, ”Breaking the Great Sage Middle Realm is just that! How is it that the innate essence reaches the extreme, the true qi sturdiness reaches the extreme, and due to the order of heaven, the cycle is reckless.
What is the meaning of the nine-colored haze, the earth and sky are in turmoil, nothingness changes, and the Chaos Origin and the Ancient Gods are hidden?
I have been practicing hard for hundreds of years and have seen many scenes of experts breaking through the realm, but I have never seen anything like this!”
Venerable Spirit Shade laughed, “The Great Dao is void, the heavens and earth have a sense of the most extreme and purest Dao level in the way of breakthrough!”
“Dao level ……”
The group of experts, and even the tens of thousands of martial artists and monks in the distant lake were restless for a moment. There were many Dao level forms in the eighteen realms of the Innate Realm, and the Great Sage could be as well?
In mid-air, Xin Zhuo ignored everyone watching at the moment, his way of breaking through is different from others, when the time comes, it comes, can’t wait.
He casually waved out the sea of endless martial arts rhyme stone from the alien territory given by Sao Hairy Legs at the beginning, and carefully manipulated the operation of the heart method to mature the whole body’s meridians and the sea of dan.
For three hours, in the sea of dan, supreme, sentient, killing, unyielding, halberd five holy paths became clearer, the sea of dan “starry sky” became more vast, the power increased by five times, two dao, two dao, one dao, one dao, one dao, one dao, one dao, one dao.
The power had increased fivefold, and the two long rivers of true qi were as majestic as the sea.
“Swoosh–“
The nine-colored haze dispersed, and the sea of void clouds in the sky disappeared.
The Great Sage Middle Realm broke!
His skin was fair and flawless, his features were more refined, his aura was more spirited, and the great power of martial arts contained was more pure, the five great saintly paths appeared and disappeared, saving up arcane rhyming paths, as if every move he made, opened up mountains and cracked rocks, and the heavens collapsed.
Lightly landing on the ground, to the Spirit Chasing Venerable Master’s palms together: “The chance to helplessly break the realm, thanks to the Venerable Master’s protection!”
Just a simple and simple move, that is, without the pride of just breaking through that should be there, also without the overbearing of the Great Sage realm, as light as water, with an outstanding temperament.
Countless women’s eyes brightened a few points, martial artists don’t cultivate their hearts, and they didn’t hide the appreciation in their hearts.
“Amitabha Buddha, good, good.” Venerable Spirit Shade returned the salute.
Right at this moment, that Jiang Benchu and Feiqi almost simultaneously glared at the people around them.
The person beside Fei Qi took the lead and stepped forward, arching his hand, “Brother Jiang, please, under ……”
Xin Zhuo interrupted, “Under Xin Zhuo, surname Xin!”
Jiang Benchu’s face changed slightly, angrily rebuking, “Jiang Yuqing, you have forgotten your ancestry by counting the times, betraying your family, committing treason, how can you change your name without authorization?”
His understanding of Xin Zhuo was incomplete, he didn’t know what the name “Xin Zhuo” was, his face was terribly gloomy, he added: “Great Sage Middle Realm, it’s nothing, I don’t know how many Great Sage Middle Realms are in my family, I’ll abandon them like ants!”
Xin Zhuo was surprised and said, “Who is this brother? Are you and I familiar?”
Jiang Benchu didn’t bother to answer, just took a deep breath and stood with his hands tied.
The person beside Feiqi before, smiled and added, “Very well, Brother Xin, I am the Grand Elder of the Eight Desolate Mountains, Poor Fish, who is also in the Great Sage Middle Realm, you and I are in the same realm. Poor a certain hobby with people to spar, you and I since the same in the Buddhist heavy cultivation, why not to Buddhist gongfu sparring one or two, a higher and lower, how?”
As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of monks and martial artists looked at each other in all directions.
Someone’s face was full of horror, and he lowered his voice: “The Eight Desolate Mountains Poor Fish, Poor Fish is good at fighting and killing saints, challenging countless masters in the millions of miles in all directions, that is, the masters on the Three Roads Mountain also beat them up, and this one has also arrived here?”
“It is rumored that this person has sparred with people for more than 3,600 matches in his life, and specializes in picking out those who are notorious. Crossing the border of 600 games, 573 wins, 27 losses; the same realm of more than 3,000 games of dueling, without a single defeat!”
A handsome woman looked towards Xin Zhuo and sighed softly, “Although I can’t understand this handsome little brother’s breakthrough aura, but Poor Fish Elder Ancestor’s battle record is really amazing, so don’t agree to it.”
Someone on the side said, “It’s hard to say how high or low you are based on Buddha’s skill alone, girl, don’t forget that this person is walking the First Buddhist Sect, breaking the 108th floor of the Buddha Light Tower!”
The woman shook her head, “I’ve heard that the Buddha Light Tower challenges one’s self to surpass oneself, it is a talent, not extremely strong in battle, being good at battle and talent, are completely different things.” The group of people beside her frowned, feeling that it made sense.
In the tower forest.
Xin Zhuo instinctively rejected it, cutting and dicing and all, it was really boring, just about to refuse.
That Feiqi laughed, ”Since you can do something as grandiose as making a public breakthrough, you must not mind something as revealing as sparring with my Eight Desolate Mountain Elder and defeating him.
Don’t forget, you were the first Buddha Sect to break through, the taboo of Quasi Emperor Qing;you broke through the first Buddha Light Tower and climbed to the top. You did what no man can do, isn’t it the right time to seal the martial arts?”
“Amitabha!”
That Venerable Ling Zha surprisingly laughed as well, “The Myriad Jade Pagoda Forest, is a place to hammer the creation of martial arts, senior brother might as well try it with someone?”
“Why be so motherly!”
That Eight Desolate Mountains Poor Fish Elder, gently stomped his foot, the entire Myriad Jade Pagoda Forest slightly trembled, and the person had already arrived in mid-air, behind him, the sky-capturing shadow was flooded, it was a sky-covering Poor Fish.
Martial artists enter the Little Sumeru Temple, they are not allowed to use martial arts, but they can perform divine body and bloodline enhancement, which is a means they are uniquely endowed with.
Then, his body shifted, and his Buddha’s light shone brightly as he transformed into a three-headed, six-armed Buddha phase, holding a precious pestle, clangs, lead chimes, dharma bells, and cymbals, and he heaved out, “Tie!”
“Buzz–“
A hazy shadow of a giant Buddha floated down from the sky, watching Xin Zhuo in death.
At the sight of it, Venerable Ling Zhuo lightly floated to a distant height.
Baili Changruo, Zhao Qingli, Winning Eight, Jiang Benchu, and dozens of other experts similarly flew high in the sky in all directions.
The tens of thousands of monks and martial artists on the lake retreated tens of miles.
The entire pagoda forest was left to the duo!
Looking at the Poor Fish’s terrifying aura, Baili Changrou laughed softly, “How much chance of victory do you all think Xin Zhuo has? How much chance of victory does the poor fish have?”
A group of people subconsciously looked towards Eight Desolate Mountains Young Lord Fei Qi.
Feiqi said, “Half and half, although the poor fish elder is good at fighting, able to fight, when the war of the ten thousand races slaughtered the four directions without a single enemy, life rarely defeated, famous under the heavens. But Xin Zhuo is also very handsome!”
Said to himself to look up to the sky and laugh.
The crowd looked at each other, awkwardly laughed, no one is a fool, Xin Zhuo this three years little Sumeru Temple trip, broke several taboo, if you say the same realm of martial artists can easily beat him, fools say dream, the only worth looking forward to is that the poor fish and he can go a few rounds, can not be tricky to win over him?
Zhao Qing Carp quietly asked, “Dong Hua home, can say how this person’s combat power?”
Jiang Benchu replied, “The family said that this person’s battle power is very strong, he can overwhelm the same realm, and needs to be careful in a higher realm.”
Zhao Qing Carp frowned.
Winning Eight said, “At least, he doesn’t have the battle record of the Poor Fish of the Eight Desolate Mountains, the thousands of people who lost against the hands of the Poor Fish Elder could all be outstanding people, there is not a single mediocrity, no one can deny the strength of the Poor Fish!”
……
“What do you think?”
To the west of the Little Sumeru Temple, a deep mountain and river that was rarely visited by people, in a decaying mountain peak, an old hoarse voice came out.
On the side was standing the precious and dignified Bodhisattva Zhi Zhu, who respectfully replied, “Back to the Ancient Buddha, there should be no problem!”
That old voice was silent for a little while, hoarse and hard to hear said: “Poor fish lived for 800 years, poor monk that year into the world, will know him, he was good at killing when he was young, had listened to poor monks talk about buddhism, since then a change in the heart of the killing, just sparring with people, on buddhism, beyond all present!
Xin Zhuo boy, walk the first Buddha, eliminated the traces of the Green Emperor, got the Buddha Rulai wisdom root creation, I’m afraid that has not been refined; break the Buddha light tower, got the threefold inheritance of the master, the days are still short, I’m afraid that there is no integration.”
Zhi Zhu Bodhisattva was silent, looking in the direction of the Myriad Jade Pagoda Forest.
“Amitabha!”
The old monk’s voice suddenly became deeper, “No, this son is ominous, his destiny is master of endless killing, this kind of destiny is rare in heaven and earth! This buddhist kung fu is also not the inheritance of the master brother, Zhi Zhu, the favor has been decided, when respect and distance, in the future, the heavenly court does not kill to come, must not call him, otherwise my buddhist pure land after ten thousand years shall not be peaceful!”
Zhi Zhu Bodhisattva, palms together, cherry lips lightly: “Amitabha Buddha!”
(End of chapter)