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Chapter 117: Boundless Sea of ??Bitterness

In the past few years, many practitioners with magic power have come to the capital to seek wealth, but in the end they either run away or die.

After the monks who escaped by chance, the capital city has become a life-threatening demon cave, and everyone hides far away.

Therefore, the people the Emperor of the Great Wei can find are all charlatans and liars with little magic power. They will be exposed in a short time and then sent to Caishikou and solved with a "click" knife.

If Ji Ning hadn't been protected by the Beast King Camp, he wouldn't have been able to walk into the capital safely.

At night, Lu Wang Mansion was brightly lit, with fine wine and delicacies, light singing and dancing, melodious silk and bamboo, and hazy moonlight. Everything was so intoxicating.

"Amitabha!"

A lama with an ordinary appearance and only a pair of extremely deep eyes walked in from outside the door.

The ethereal and mysterious Brahma sounded. At this moment, the red powder in the hall turned into skeletons, and the red face turned into white bones, explaining the way of coloring and emptiness.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. The Pure Land is joyful and free.

Ji Ning picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said, "Do you know what the real sea of ​​bitterness looks like?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of faint illusion appeared beside him, as dark as ink, dead and silent, containing the extremely deep dusk air, withering, withering, rotting, and decaying...

The waves are surging and sinking into everything!

The so-called Pure Land is ultimately just a wave in the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

The vision disappeared, and the people in the hall woke up as if they were dreaming, but they didn't remember what happened just now.

Ji Ning put down his wine glass, burped, stood up and said nothing, walked out staggeringly, climbed up a tall building, and fell to the ground and slept soundly.

The moonlight shone down, turning into thin threads, wrapping Ji Ning up.

This scene made everyone who chased after him stop. An old eunuch from the Great Inner rub his eyes in disbelief, exclaimed in his heart, "A true immortal." After ordering people to guard the high building, they immediately return to the palace to report the good news.

A few days later, the strange phenomena in the Lu Wang Mansion could no longer be concealed. It was okay during the day, but at night, the moonlight and the starry sky of the sky poured down like a river of heaven. Even a fool knew that it was abnormal.

The old Emperor Zhaode of the Great Wei sent a confidant eunuch and military generals to take charge of the Lu Wang Mansion, waiting for the "Taiyin Immortal Master" to come out of seclusion.

This wait will take three years.

During this period, masters from various sects such as Taoist sect and Buddhism came to investigate, but they all returned in disgrace in front of the Beast King Camp.

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In the boundless sea of ​​suffering, Ji Ning's true body descended, and the great five elements divine light turned into a rainbow bridge under his feet, plunging into the sea of ​​suffering, and extending to the illusory Taoist palace on the other end.

"boom!"

Thousands of waves arose in the sea of ​​suffering. A golden centipede, a hundred feet long and ferocious and terrifying attacked Ji Ning on the rainbow bridge.

In the four directions of Hongqiao, the four emperors of black, white, red and green appeared, and the red divine light shone over the sea of ​​suffering.

Boom!

It seems that a great sun is coming, with dazzling light and dazzling.

The centipede that had just jumped out of the sea of ​​bitterness was knocked into the water and let out a shrill scream.

The sword balls in Baidi Dharmaseong's hand spiraled, and the sword energy fell like raindrops, leaving wounds of varying depths on the golden centipede.

The Qing Emperor Dharma Image threw away the withered and prosperous treasure tree in his hand, and the roots of the tree were like dragons, and penetrated into the golden centipede's body along the wounds left by the sword energy.

The Black Emperor's Dharma Image quietly appeared, as if it was integrated with the sea of ​​bitterness. The Taiyin Transformation Banner in his hand shook gently, and a silver light thread rushed towards the golden centipede. The three thousand ghost soldiers in the banner exerted their strength together to capture the soul and seize the soul.

Ji Ning took out a golden ring and threw it gently. A five-ray star halo appeared outside the golden ring. The five-ray horns changed in a square shape and were colorful.

The golden ring fell from the sky and directly hit the head of the centipede struggling in the sea of ​​suffering. The pentagram aura instantly cut the shell of the golden centipede.

White, red, green..., messy things are flying in the sky.

The battle ended, and a powerful and rich energy of life evaporated from the sea of ​​suffering.

"Poisonous milk!"

Ji Ning was avoiding snakes and scorpions, immediately retreated to the side, then guided this life essence to the incarnation of the outside world, and began to try to practice the third transformation of the "Nine Changes of the Heavenly Silkworm".

Once his true body absorbs this energy of life, it is very likely that he will be forced to start forming pills, which will not be worth the loss.

The golden centipede's true body was eroded by the sea of ​​bitterness, and it quickly disappeared and collapsed. In the end, only a lump of light and golden round beads were left.

"Inner Alchemy."

Ji Ning stretched out his hand and the round beads flew out of the water and slung in front of him.

"It turned out to be a Buddhist relics."

Taoist golden elixir is the seed of immortality, and it is important to achieve elixir without regrets.

Buddhist relics are the summary and sublimation of past practices, and are a phased result.

A Buddhist monk can cultivate multiple relics, and there is also the saying "small magical powers of colorful relics and great magical powers of glass relics".

But no matter how many small and great supernatural powers a Buddhist monk has achieved, if he wants to live forever, he must forge his true body of Vajra.

Therefore, a great Buddhist monk once said that all relics and supernatural powers are empty and illusory, and only the original heart is true.

Unfortunately, people in the world are always easily confused by the appearance of emptiness. They think that monks who have cultivated into relics are better than monks who have not cultivated into relics. Monks who have cultivated into glass relics are better than monks who have only cultivated into colorful relics.

"Click!"

Ji Ning crushed the colorful relics in his hand and turned them into a golden dot of light.

He saw an old monk in gray robe described as a skinny gray robe, a centipede with a ferocious appearance.

The centipede wandered to the old monk and suddenly curled up his energy, as if he was about to rush over to attack and kill him.

Seeing this, the old monk's thin body grew to three feet high. He held the treasure seal with his hands, his waist was covered with golden light, and his bare shirt exposed his feet, which was majestic and intimidating.

The centipede retreated because of it, and swam back in an instant, spreading her teeth and claws, eager to try.

The old monk laughed and chanted: "Great power and power, eight heavenly dragons, compassionate and generous, north, south, west and east. Extravagant and addicted, promoted and degenerate. The fate comes from the evidence, and never abandon the worms..."

As the chanting of scriptures sounds, the centipedes immediately gather.

The old monk was relieved, continued to work hard, and stopped with thousands of words. Finally, he said, "You have the intention to kill and deceive the true spirit. When you hear the scriptures, you should realize it and fade away your hideousness."

When the centipede heard this, she retreated three feet away and bowed to the prime minister. Suddenly, her soul left her body and turned into a golden dragon, flying into the sky to sing for a long time.

The light spot disappeared, and Ji Ning knew that the old monk was talking about the "Sutra of the Protector of the Dharma", also known as "Sutra of the Dragon Recitation".
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