Chapter 552 Great Zen

Wumu Lianxin gave it up and took Xumu's fate to calculate. His eyes were blurred, and soon a large lake appeared with green water, showing an outline like a crescent moon.

The peaks stood tall, and the small islets in the lake were either covered with lightning or covered with luxuriant grass, and the scenery was as bright as the moon. He took a closer look and thought to himself:

"It should be Wangyue Lake among the seven lakes and four lakes in ancient times... Now it is Wangyue Lake... The house water in charge of lakes and lakes in Wushui Dezhong is not visible, so it has become so sluggish..."

He pushed forward the calculation and suddenly caught a glimpse of a young man in white. This young man had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his body was covered with frost and snow. The green and white sword in his hand was shining brightly. He heard a greeting in his ear:

"Li Xijun!"

The five eyes looked at the face with pity, their hearts were horrified and their eyes were hot, and they also showed joy:

"This... is... so... two-faced, good at breaking ties, with sharp brows, a heart of ice, as cold as snow, and most ruthless. This person is more suitable for me than Xu Mu [Kong Wuxiang]! Broken bronze sword , but got cold front!"

He was overjoyed and extremely satisfied:

"It just so happened that this person killed my subordinate Arhat! Killing to create karma is the first great fate! I don't need to spend so much effort to change fate and transform, it has already fallen into my hands for a reason!"

With five pitiful eyes, he dispersed his calculations, made a hand gesture and recited a mantra, and a colored light emitted from the back of his head. He observed carefully in Taixu, stretched out his arm covered with gold paint, touched among the clothes, and took out a small copper sword.

The bronze sword had been broken into two pieces. He placed it in the palm of his hand and recited the curse:

"The first place here is the great freedom of the great void. The five eyes seek the cause of the broken sword, the fruit of my whole Taoism...generally save all living beings..."

A golden aura rose up on Wu Ming Lian's face, his eyes gradually became hazy, and soon Li Xijun's face appeared. He couldn't help but nodded slowly:

"It's so easy to calculate. It turns out he is someone with no background and no involvement...well..."

Wumu Lianmin is an old Lianmin who has been reincarnated for two times. The calculation technique is derived from the prophecy technique in the late Zhou Dynasty. Although it is extremely easy to use, the calculation is really wrong to the level of Zhenjun, but it is necessary. Died.

He has rich experience and has long known the taboos here. He first used Xumu to kill the Yu family, and then drew a draw in Wangyue Lake. Except for Li Tongya, who had killed Maha, his parents couldn't see clearly. The rest of the Li family could just draw their names. An ordinary person with a familiar face.

"Then don't worry!"

The young man's face was pale and his eyes were tightly closed. He must have suffered a lot from his humiliation. His eyes were filled with sympathy, and he felt it was reasonable. The finger that originally rested on the middle finger was slightly raised.

"Boom."

Wumu Lianxin felt as if the earth was shattering beside his ears, and a golden-white spark burst out in front of his eyes, which made his heart ache. As he held his breath, there was a cold feeling in the back of his head, as if two big hands were inserted into his soul and lifted up fiercely.

"Alas!"

He felt again that his soul and body were all broken, and hazy things were scattered from his face, making his limbs weak. His soul seemed to fly out of his body, and it seemed to be imprisoned in his body. There were frequent hallucinations in front of his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

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Learn from heaven and earth.

"finally come!"

Lu Jiangxian transformed into a figure in the air, and the green sword in his hand chirped slightly, feeling much relieved.

Chi Buzi and Shuifu Immortal Officials obtained a lot of foundation-building skills, which are also mixed with some subsidiary spells. For example, Li Xizhi's "Morning Glow Gathering Dew Technique" contains six magic techniques, three secret techniques, body techniques, and escape techniques. Dharma, magic... all available.

He originally compiled and revised them one by one in the book. Qingchi has many exercises and spells, and the exercises should be modified better. He can cut off the beginning and end, change the appearance, and give it to him.

But this spell is really obvious. Most of it was created by Qingchi. It has a strong personal color and is even famous. You can recognize it with just one glance.

He had no choice but to take out a few spells of appropriate levels, refer to each other, synthesize them, and revise them carefully. Although he had seen a lot of skills and spells, writing them did not happen overnight.

Who would have thought that just such a short time later, a monk would come to Li's house.

Xu Mu or Yu Mu Jian, this person is not very advanced in swordsmanship, but he has his own thoughts. He clings to what Li Tongya said back then as an obsession. That sword has been hidden for decades. It is indeed sharp and full of murderous intent. When drawn out, The moment the sword came out, its power was as powerful as Li Xuanfeng's full attack, reaching the peak of foundation building.

Although several golden elixirs have gone to the outer world, it can be seen that they are used to the methods of these real people and true kings. They may be luring snakes out of their holes. No one in Yue Kingdom is watching Lu Jiangxian but they don't believe it. It is naturally best if they can not use the mysterious light of Taiyin.

So he used all his strength to activate the Xuanzhu talisman, calming Li Xijun until his mind was clear, and then combined with the green sword that Li Chijing left back then, it reached a state similar to possession, making him realize how to wield the sword.

"This is the least risky method I can think of..."

If he hadn't obtained the Immortal Technique, he definitely wouldn't have been able to do it so naturally. After all, it was just a matter of building a foundation, and even if he was lucky enough to draw a sword from his mind, there would be no trace of it.

Li Xijun also had a talisman in his body, so there was nothing unusual about it. He could handle everything easily, so Lu Jiangxian stopped what he was doing to help.

Now that Lianxin's calculations were traced back and he tried again and again carefully, Lu Jiangxian looked at him coldly:

"There was no abnormality in Viola Maha back then. It was just a little bit of pity, so what could be seen."

Sure enough, within a few breaths, these five eyes of Lianmin were boldly calculated. Lu Jiangxian's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly had an idea. He knocked on the table, and the boundless hall made of white jade suddenly appeared.

Nowadays, the complex incantations engraved everywhere are no longer just like words in the past. They are incantations that are actually calculated using the nature of gold and immortality, which is enough to make people linger.

The immortal throne he is sitting on is also different. It is modified according to the altar. It is magnificent and high up. Countless white energy is released from below, transforming into countless shapes.

This white energy was also what he got from watching Zifu's breakthroughs and golden elixirs take action in the past few years. Combined with the magic of immortality, it truly contains the magic of golden nature. I'm afraid even Zhenjun will be stunned when he sees it.

After arranging all this carefully, he sat down quietly and cast his five eyes in front of the temple, his face shining brightly.

…

Wu Ming Lian's consciousness gradually came to his senses. What he saw was a white ground with a smooth and transparent surface. Through the pale white surface, he could see bright white lines there. Just one glance made him feel dizzy.

He slowly came to his senses, and the horror in his heart reached its peak. He didn't dare to raise his head. He just watched the white air flying around his legs. His heart was so cold that he felt dizzy and his teeth were trembling:

"It's over... I've offended the big one..."

With five eyes full of pity and unable to hear any movement, he slowly raised his head, but with a splitting eye, he saw the vastness of the hall, with white jade pillars reaching straight into the sky, and a man in white at the top.

The face of the man in white shines brightly, and the white light shines so brightly that it stings his eyes. His clothes are fluttering with fairy aura, and he leans on the high white jade immortal throne, casting countless rays of light, which turn into all living beings when they fall to the ground, lifelike.

"This this!"

He felt as if his eyes were about to turn into blood. When he saw the immortal throne reaching into the sky, his heart felt empty, leaving only one thought in his mind:

"Immortal?!"

Lu Jiangxian looked at the five pity eyes on the ground, gently pressed the throne, and sat calmly.

This is the second time someone has figured out his real body, and now he is no longer the Lu Jiangxian, who is much higher, and the one in front of him is not the Viola Maha who can only be trapped for a moment, but just an [empty form] Lianmin. , like a piece of fish falling into his hand.

He gently held his hand, and a piece of golden light appeared in his hand, in which the morning mist changed, many thoughts, and the memories of the five pitiful eyes emerged bit by bit, and the thoughts from his mind emerged one by one.

"Just wait."

Lu Jiangxian was silent, as if he was practicing in seclusion. He shivered on the ground for a moment with his eyes wide open. The fear in his heart had already broken through the bottom line. When he raised his head, he saw the dizzying and boundless brilliance of the immortal throne, so he could only stare at the ground.

Wu Mu Lian lingered on the ground for a moment, then moved his legs together and slowly moved back. Apart from the brilliance, there was no scenery change in the hall, and it was so quiet that there was no sound at all. He consciously moved for a long time, and then took another look.

A closer look showed that there was no change in the up, down, left, and right, and he was still kneeling in the same spot.

The look of shock and horror on his five-eyed look was enough, and he could only lament:

"Xiao Xiu has seen the Immortal...and accidentally dirty the Immortal Palace...I feel extremely ashamed."

Finally, I heard the clear and cold voice from above, echoing heavily in the hall:

"What kind of world is it now..."

Just this sentence, Wumu Lianmin's heart was like thunder, and he immediately made an inference:

"If you don't search my soul, he must be an immortal who has corrected the way and created the world. He should be an immortal before the heaven changed. He has such supernatural powers but does not know the world. There must be something missing. He is probably sealed in this palace! Only then can I ask this question! "

He only whispered:

"I report to the Immortal that it has been more than 1,700 years since the fall of the Wei Dynasty."

The person above was silent for a moment, then asked again:

"Where is Li Qianyuan?"

Wumu Lianmin felt a chill down his spine and replied tremblingly:

"Wei Taizu has long since passed away, and the true king in Luoxia Mountain is only one step away from the Mingyang fruition."

Lu Jiangxian looked at the palm of his hand, and found that the memory had been 50%, and then asked casually:

"I see that all the fruition statuses in the past are empty, and I don't know where they have gone."

Wumu Lianmin was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he understood in his heart and said secretly:

"I heard that even the Dharma image can't see if there is anyone in the fruition position...it must be an immortal."

He kowtowed repeatedly and replied:

"Xiao Xiu relied on the method of reincarnation to live longer and is over 700 years old! When I was young, my father Qi Yan was governing the country, and I heard many rumors."

Wumu Lianxin whispered:

"Xiao Xiu's knowledge is shallow. At that time... I heard that the "Xiu Yue" in the "Bing Ancient Method" was obtained by Taiyue Zhenjun through Liang Po Zhao Xing. The "Yu Zhen" one gave up his status and left, " Quan Dan was seriously injured and died in the hands of Dongfang Weiming and Dongfang Weixi..."

"I really don't know about the other big things..."

After he finished speaking, Lu Jiangxian listened carefully and asked casually:

"How is Shi Dao doing now?"

This finally led to the question about Wumu Lianmin’s strengths. He breathed a long sigh of relief and answered respectfully:

"Exalted Immortal! Ever since Su Xikong and Sakyali, the last two World-Honored Ones, broke up unhappy about the Tao, and each left the world, the Tao of Buddhism has been divided for a long time, and is now divided into seven paths..."

"They are [emptiness], [good happiness], [wrath], [great desire], [discipline], [compassion], and [Dharma Realm]."

"Except for the wrathful ones who have been plotted by others, the Dharma and the Appearance do not respond, and all the Mahas are dead...the rest are all controlled by the Dharma and Appearance..."

Lu Jiangxian listened quietly, having a rough estimate of Bei Shi's strength in his mind, and asked softly:

"How many of you, World Honored One?"

Wumu Lianmin lay on the ground, racking his brains, repeating what he was going to say in his mind like lightning, and replied in a trembling voice:

"It is said that...one of them still responded."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clouds and brilliance in front of him rose and fell, many changes appeared, and a voice floated down:

"Honorable title."

Wu Mu Lian's lips trembled, as if he was in a constant psychological struggle, and his mouth kept changing as he answered:

"'The Great Zen...Celestial Acharya'."

He didn't dare to pronounce the name in full, and paused for a moment. After saying this, his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't control himself. He was like a tiny ant, lying on the white bricks blankly, and the voice above Slowly floating down:

"oh?"

This slightly surprised but somewhat rhetorical sound aroused endless reveries in Wu Mu Lianxin's heart. He clearly didn't dare to think about it, but he felt a sense of excitement that he had glimpsed Suigu's secrets, which made his feet tremble.

'Why do you answer like this...Why do you answer like this...could it be that...the great Zen...has achieved the position of World Honored One...'

Thinking of this, he suddenly shivered and was too frightened to think about it anymore, but the immortal above him stopped talking.

The golden light in Lu Jiangxian's hand has been perfected, and the memory of these five pitiful eyes has been in his hand. He no longer needs to be asked to say anything or ask any more questions.

"How to deal with this person..."

He thought about it for a moment, and the five eyes below him felt a landslide and tsunami in their hearts. He opened his mouth to apologize, but found that he could no longer open his mouth, so he had to kowtow and smash it like garlic.

Lu Jiangxian watched quietly, thinking in his mind:

"This Lianmin's body is still too weak. If he were killed easily, he would die in front of everyone and leave many traces behind. Maybe there will be observation from the True Lord and the Dharma Minister..."

"Or it could erase the memory, but it would be too easy for him..."

The empty hall was full of echoing sounds. Lu Jiangxian looked at the array and felt that it was a pity to abandon it:

"A Lianmin... but Lianmin right in front of Maha. If something goes wrong, it will be easily seen! Whatever backhand you leave behind will not be effective in the end, but will leave a lot of traces."

He waited for a moment and had some speculations in his mind:

"What's more, in the eyes of the Buddhist cultivators, Xu Mu died in the hands of Li Xijun, and Wumu Lianxin would not let him go so lightly. It is already strange that Li Xijun is safe..."

He considered it for a moment and thought to himself:

"Either we have to let this guy die quickly, hastily, and without leaving a trace...or we have to make him obedient..."

Lu Jiangxian watched quietly for two weeks, then his voice became colder and he said softly:

"Five eyes!"

Wumu Lian suddenly felt that his lips and tongue had thawed, and he was able to speak his mind to answer. He cried with joy and lamented:

"Shangxian..."

Lu Jiangxian's voice was faint and he whispered:

"I have been in this palace for many years...although you are a heretic...but you are of some use."

With five eyes full of pity, he bowed down in shock and replied:

"It all depends on the instructions of the Immortal!"

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