deltrittennovels 183. A Sage Often Has No Heart, But Takes The Hearts Of The People As His Heart! (The First Change,
183. A Sage Often Has No Heart, But Takes The Hearts Of The People As His Heart! (The First Change,
Monkey Sun was speechless.
Who is the victim?
Practice more, have you considered the feelings of monkeys?
The two boys, gold and silver, sat beside the old gentleman, and ignored the young man's words.
It seems that they didn't hear all kinds of visions in the gossip furnace at all, and violent voices broke out.
When Laojun closed his eyes and made alchemy, he kept his mouth shut, and didn't dare to have the slightest thought of talking.
They are the children of Taiqing Great Chitian Tushita Palace, and they are not fools who don't know anything.
Living with his master day and night for trillions of years, he has realized his great power early on.
How come they didn't know that the old gentleman in front of him could speak in such a tone, and told each other the mysteries of the ancients, that he was absolutely no different from his own master!
In other words, this young man whom his master calls his younger brother is his uncle—the Daoist Lingbao.
It is the same as the master, the detached one.
There is a great secret to detachment, God's will is high, don't ask.
For the communication and dialogue between the two ancients, they only need to serve as the background board, who dares to insert a pole into it?
"Brother, do you need me to play a role? Don't tell me, although your alchemy skills are great, but my formation is unrivaled.
"Maybe we can work together to heal this monkey's injury faster..."
"At that time, this reincarnated person will represent our world and participate in the great war."
The gentle young man on the futon suddenly felt itchy, so he casually spoke to Laojun.
"Please." Lao Jun didn't pay much attention to it, he casually shook the Yin-Yang cattail fan, and the Bagua stove roared, and turned to the other side.
"Depend on......."
Lingbao Dao Jun Wei flicked his sleeves, a strand of Shangqing Xuanbai Lingbao Hunyuan Ancestor Qi rose from the top of his Lumen, curled up, and in a blink of an eye it had formed a Hunyuan Hongmeng Xiantian Qingyun.
Qingyun is more like Hunyuan chicken, like Hongmeng opened up, with three qi in the sky.
A series of magic circles were engraved.
The Dharma circle is shimmering, containing all phenomena, restraining all ways, and carrying all realms.
The brilliance of Qingyun flickered slightly, and I saw the brilliance of various spirit treasures, ancestor qi, condensed with the three qi of Xuan, Shi, and Yuan to form various wonderful formations, floating and manifesting in Qingyun, each with its own myriad ways and wonderful ways , the avenue is endless.
In the next moment, a series of divine formations stood out from Qingyun, and fell directly in front of Lingbao Daojun from Qingyun.
Daoist Lingbao stretched out his hand a little, and the divine formations were immediately disintegrated into a mass of gossip-shaped ancestral qi [in an instant it was completely combined with Laojun's gossip furnace.
The fire is pure and bright, but mysterious and unpredictable.
There are eight sceneries, eight shapes, eight extremes and eight diagrams on the top, but they are neither yin nor yang, neither subtle nor macro, neither extreme nor humble, neither existence nor death.
It is like the most common mundane fire, moderate and inactive, without a trace of vision born in it.
The fire of ancestral energy in the Eight Scenes of the Supreme Being and the fire of matter depicted in the Lingbao Daojun array complement each other.
The two kinds of pill fires staggered for a while, and the clanging explosion in the furnace became extremely muffled, as if the person inside really couldn't bear the scorching heat and was about to be turned into a puddle of gravel!
"This is your first alchemy!!" The scene in Tushita Palace fell silent, and suddenly Laojun's voice seemed to be amplified by at least ten decibels.
"That's right, could it be that I succeeded in alchemy for the first time?" The young man raised his eyebrows with a smile, and immediately asked them back.
Hearing that Laojun's eyes twitched, his fingers were a little stiff.
As for the gold and silver boys behind him, it was even more unbearable.
Looking at the sacred furnace for a while, they all showed terrified expressions.
"Ah...Ah...Ah...Ah...Desperate..."
"This hurts my old grandson and he is dead... Let my old grandson out quickly!"
"Old Sun, I don't want to be turned into lime by a novice! If that's the case, I might as well die at Lingshan!"
In the sacred furnace, the two kinds of burning flames and the howling sound of violent apes also seemed to be extinguished in vain.
But in the blink of an eye, there was another heart-piercing, violent howling that pierced through the world!
The sound was so loud that the top of the alchemy furnace almost flew off.
"Noisy tongue..." Daoist Lingbao's eyebrows turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to brush slightly.
Finally, after experiencing all kinds of torture, Taishang Laojun and Lingbao Daojun looked at their works one after another.
"Sun Monkey, saints often have no heart, they take the hearts of the people as their heart, and as a reincarnation, Heavenly Master Zhangjie is calling for reincarnation in all realms.
"As a member of our Hongmeng Westward Journey, you are also a reincarnation, shouldn't you make me famous?"
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At this moment, Monkey King couldn't stop spraying.
If you go to the war, you will join the war, and I almost didn't kill me.
next second.
This outstanding work also came out of the Palace of Reincarnation by Hongmeng Westward Journey.
"clatter!"
"clatter!!"
"clatter!!!"
Sun Houzi's steps were heavy, and for just a moment, the entire Taiqing Great Chitian was in vain.
The weight of the ten thousand worlds and the infinite world seemed to be pressed together on the sacred furnace, and all sounds disappeared in an instant. (Qian's Zhao) The palace in Tushita was very quiet, only two kinds of divine fires were entangled in the furnace, emitting a faint fire light, splashing down and whispering incessantly.
"Brother, would you like to watch a show? Tianzun Zhangjie personally led a big show." I don't know how long it has passed, reflecting the raging flames in the furnace, but Taoist Lingbao asked the old gentleman who didn't know his expression One sentence.
"Yes." The old gentleman was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
While speaking, a wisp of ancestral qi Daohui faintly opened from the Qingyun of Lingbao Taoist Lord.
The brilliance of ancestral qi is formless and nameless, but it is reflected in the heavens and worlds. All kinds of splendid scenery, only in Setsuna, has already stopped in one place.
"Huh... yes..." At this moment, Laojun's indifferent and inactive face, which had never changed for a long time, finally had other expressions.
"Let's go, go, go to the theater."