Chapter 16: Controlling Ten Thousand Dharmas

Yu Wanfa has his own thoughts: "The Zhouguang Secret Realm is really a treasure land. I have been dormant for thousands of years. On the day I came to kill the person, I was still second. Taking this Zhouguang Secret Realm is the first. Even if I have been tied up for more than ten thousand years, it is also I have never provoked the characters in this illusion, how come they are all attacking now?"

"If I seize the Zhouguang Secret Realm, my strength and power will definitely increase greatly. My magical power is dead. Although my ancestor is angry with me, if I can make some achievements, I will definitely change my mind. Without my magical power, I will be my ancestor. The most outstanding descendants will be entrusted with the inheritance sooner or later.”

"I won't entrust you with the inheritance. I will use the Zhouguang Secret Realm in my hands to secretly cultivate my power and hone my Taoism. I will first become a heavenly immortal and then become a golden immortal. I don't need to inherit it from my ancestors."

"I have already set out a plan. If I seize this illusion world again and refine it in reverse, with the treasure in hand, even a small thief will not be able to escape that day. This is the strategy of killing two birds with one stone. Now the false monks in this illusion world are attacking together. Tsk, could it be that a little thief was at fault that day?"

After all, Yu Wanfa is not an ordinary person. It’s not surprising to expect that Zhao Yu was the one adding fuel to the fire.

But it ruined his big job - for Yu Wanfa, Yu Qiandao prefers Yu Qiandao when he has magical powers. After Yu Shentong died, he became angry again. It is said that they are all descendants, so I am not convinced by such partiality. If you are not convinced, you will have concerns.

He gradually no longer had any hope in the inheritance entrusted by Yu Qiandao, and instead wanted to secretly develop his own power. So for him, capturing Zhouguang Secret Realm is the first priority.

I have been in the illusion for nearly ten thousand years, always with this as my goal.

He is the true immortal of the real Dharma universe, so he naturally despises the falseness of this illusion. Consciously use the method of magical transformation to gradually infect and seize control of the illusion. There are two steps to take. The first step was to face the most powerful people in this fantasy world. He was not afraid. After all, in the superior realm of real immortals, he expected to have no rivals. The second step is to use the magic method to deceive the whole people with the illusion of practice - the mainstream monks have difficult cultivation. If they gradually see the simplicity of the 'magic' system and use it as a temptation, then they can Turning the enemy into a slave, and then secretly transforming He Feng Xiaoyu, is also a clever method.

Everyone seeks profit and simplicity. If one could easily cultivate supernatural powers, how many people would be willing to practice asceticism? Magical transformation can satisfy the desires of most living beings.

In order to advance the process of turning magic into numbers, it doesn't take much, just infecting half of this illusion is enough. When the time comes, those who have worked hard to achieve great supernatural powers will naturally be unwilling to take action. The powerful people who have wiped out the illusion, the remaining half are naturally swept away by the autumn wind and destroyed by decay.

He expected a big battle, but not now.

The magic infection was only tens of thousands of light years away, and he was still at least two hundred thousand years away from his goal. Although this illusory world is not big, it is hundreds of thousands of light-years in size, comparable to a fairyland in the real universe. Although the infection speed becomes faster as the infected star field becomes larger, it still takes hundreds of thousands of years.

Now he came to attack, and it was precisely because he was neither up nor down that he felt so depressed.

In the center of the Demonic Star Territory, there is a large hall. Yu Wanfa is sitting in the hall, looking up. At a glance, there is an endless starry sky, and the incoming attacker can be seen clearly, and he can't help but sigh.

He said to the left and right: "Just kill all those illusory ants. I want to see what other tricks the little thief Tian has."

Lord Yakumo's face was always cold. After hearing this, he bowed his head and said, "My lord, please do not underestimate this person."

Yu Wanfa smiled, waved his hand and said: "I don't dare to underestimate him. The three of you go and let this illusory ant see the real magic power."

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Monks are not an army, and monks cannot form an army. Monks who were not produced on an assembly line like the Yuanshi Immortal Kingdom would never be able to become an army. As long as it is not an assembly line production, every monk is different and has his own extremely distinctive and unique style. Regardless of the spells or magical powers, the methods used to deal with the enemy, and the thoughts in the heart are all different. Such sharpness and difference inherently determine that monks cannot form an army.

So when the mortal kingdom's fleet bombarded the Demon Star Territory, many monks had already taken action on their own.

They may form a group of sects, or they may go as a group of three or five friends, or they may even go alone.

The monks in the Four Extremes Realm are comparable to the Golden Pill of the Gods or the True Dharma Image, and can walk in the starry sky, although the speed is no different from that of the talisman warships in the mortal realm. Therefore, in the beginning, all holy places would take the lead in gathering and transmitting via star roads. Now that we have arrived in the Demonic Star Territory, we naturally have to show off our magical powers and learn how to master them.

No more gathering together.

Ye Fan was in a group of three.

Even if they wanted to join forces with others, other monks would not want to. Who makes Ye Fan's enemies everywhere? What's more, Ye Fan is not willing to hand over his back to someone who has a grudge or covet him.

I didn't plan to bring my little girl with me, but I couldn't do it without, because it would be too clingy. This is one of them. Furthermore, the little girl has the Kunlun Mirror to protect her body. This treasure is undoubtedly the emperor's weapon. It is also good at the wonders of time and space. It is slippery, but there is no danger.

And many people know about this little girl who is accompanying Ye Fan. If Ye Fan leaves his little girl in Donghua Yuanxing, Ye Fan will not be worried.

Just take it with you.

People from the Shushu Transformation Star Territory dare not come out because once they come out, they will lose all their magical powers. But mainstream monks can enter, but they are more or less suppressed.

The three Liuguangs felt a kind of rejection and oppression as soon as they entered the Demonic Star Territory.

Ye Fan realized it for a moment and smiled: "It's less than 10%, it doesn't matter."

The wicked Taoist priest sighed: "You have special physiques that are better. It seems that the devil's method is specialized in suppressing magic power. I was suppressed by half."

But he chuckled and patted the sword on his waist: "Even if I have no magic power, I still want to teach the devil to look good."

The stars shattered, and large and small fragments formed pieces of misty nebulae in the starry sky. The talisman warships on the periphery were still bombarding desperately, like a pot of boiling water, and like a huge millstone, gradually advancing, smashing the stars, the big fragments were churned into small ones, and the small fragments were churned into dust. Even the shining stars are covered with a gray film, occasionally exploding and causing waves.

Some powerful monks occasionally appeared, either smoothing out the black holes created after star explosions, or collecting some materials for refining treasures.

It can be considered a war fortune.

If it were the past, Ye Fan and the wicked Taoist priest would definitely not be absent. They are all slain saints, not afraid of star explosions, and have magical powers to flatten black holes and extract their materials. But after the opportunity of the Holy Mountain, with many treasures in hand, these rubbish can no longer be seen.

Like Ye Fan, he now has three treasures like imperial soldiers. It hasn't been completely refined yet, so where can I find the energy to collect materials?

"The mortal fleet is not without merit."

Ye Fan felt the changes in this star field and couldn't help but said: "The strange laws covering the star field are shaking, and the suppression is lowered."

The wicked Taoist curled his lips: "Such false means are naturally not stable."