novelapdf Chapter 397 anticlimactic
Chapter 397 anticlimactic
Chapter 397 anticlimactic
Mo Chuan looked around, those greedy eyes reminded him of an old saying for no reason:
——Without food, no one knows, and without clothes, others bully.
Saying a thousand words and ten thousand words is still bullying him for his shallowness.
He is also acutely aware that even if he swears on the Dao, he cannot escape this soul-hunting calamity.
These golden core monks not only want the method of meridian repair;
But also the magical powers contained in his memory.
"Presumptuous! Mingchen is a disciple of my palace, how can you bully me? Langhan sect master, there are rumors in the world that you have recruited a ghost, and you have succeeded in building a foundation after practicing for a year. Let me search the soul for verification?"
The master of Beiyue Mountain scolded angrily.
Don't say that Mo Chuan is right, even if he is wrong thousands of times, allowing others to search for his own disciples is still a challenge to the dignity of Beiyue Mountain.
"Hmph, what song to sing on what mountain, today's discussion is about Mingchen, what does this have to do with me? You are so anxious, could it be that I was hit by what this palace said."
The master of Langhan sect choked coldly.
Seeing that the soul search proposal was about to turn into a wrangling dispute, a loud laugh suddenly echoed in the hall.
"Hahaha……"
All the cultivators looked at the prestige, and saw Mo Chuan raised his head to the sky and laughed.
The surly laughter spread throughout the Kongyou Great Hall, echoing and refracting among the pillars and domes, echoing the dark side of people's hearts.
"It's just a matter of wanting to accumulate money for a lifetime, so why make such a lame excuse?"
A sarcasm caused the master of Langhan sect to change suddenly, all the cultivators looked gloomy and remained silent.
Mo Chuan suddenly stared at the master of Langhan sect, his eyes were indifferent, as if looking at a dead person.
"Master Langhan Sect, you don't have to spend so much trouble. To tell you the truth, the repair method that Pindao gave you is indeed not a real method for repairing meridians."
"Ok?"
As soon as this remark came out, Mandian Jindan looked at each other in amazement.
"Hmph, if you are not of my race, your heart must be different. You are really uneasy and kind." The master of Wujian sect was overjoyed and immediately reprimanded him.
The master of Beiyue Mountain was expressionless, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Since she had spoken out in defense, why did Mo Chuan say it again?
"I'm uneasy and kind? Hehe!"
Mo Chuan laughed at himself, but his smile subsided, and he sneered, "I'm afraid that Pindao will announce the real meridian restoration method, and you won't have the guts to practice it at all!"
"Oh, really?"
The master of Wujian sect looked disdainful.
All the golden pills are like a pack of wolves waiting around, or they are expressionless, like watching a clown;
At this moment, Mo Chuan, who was slightly nervous, seemed to them to be on the verge of collapse.
"This method is called "Jidu Blood Lake Sutra", do you dare to practice it?"
"what?"
"This--"
"Master Beiyue, you dare to indulge your disciples and practice forbidden methods!"
All of a sudden, the hall was in an uproar, and the indifferent Golden Cores could no longer sit still, or cried out in surprise, or sternly reprimanded.
As a well-known magic book, "Jidu Blood Lake Scripture" is collected in every major cave, and it is used as a warning reference.
Naturally, they are well aware of the terrifying and evil nature of this method. If the method of repairing meridians is really derived from this method, they really dare not practice it.
At this time, the master of Beiyue Mountain showed a look of surprise, and looked at Mo Chuan with a look of astonishment.
The faces of the other masters of the four mountains were even more gloomy.
Mo Chuan's move caught everyone by surprise, and even made Wuyue Mountain passive.
'Mingchen, do you know what you're talking about? '
The voice of Beiyue Mountain Lord rang in Mo Chuan's ears.
'Master, there is no need to worry, the situation is out of control, just expel the disciple. '
Mo Chuan replied with the heart language of Buddhism.
A few words made Beiyue Mountain Master stunned. Faced with the inquiries of the other four Mountain Masters, he replied silently for a long while: "Morrow Chen, this is a gentleman's self-defilement. He hides his clumsiness in his body and preserves the Five Mountains." '
The faint whispers made the masters of the Four Mountains lose their voices when they heard it.
Since Mo Chuan practiced the taboo law openly, it would be justifiable for Wuyue Mountain to expel him.
It is also very difficult for the other cave monks to join forces to attack Wuyue Mountain.
After all, war has a price.
Wuyue Mountain is not easy to fight. What's the point of a war in exchange for a book of taboos that one dare not practice?
"Mingchen, have you really cultivated the "Jidu Blood Lake Sutra"?"
After the private conversation, Beiyue Shanzhu raised his eyebrows and asked sharply.
"Master's teaching, if you don't dare to forget it for a day, how dare you practice the taboo method? The disciple uses Yuan Qi Dao to comprehend the Sutra of Jidu Blood Lake, removes the chaff and saves the essence, and transforms it into a Yuan Qi Dao Divine power."
Mo Chuan stood up and cupped his hands.
"How mysterious is the Sutra of Jidu Blood Lake, you are a mere disciple of Yuan Qi Dao, and you are also qualified to comprehend this sutra?"
A question came, but it was Sect Master Xuanyan.
Hearing the words, Mo Chuan suddenly turned his head to look, and said calmly:
"I want to teach you to know that Pindao is just born in the wrong era, not born stupid! Even if Pindao is not good at all, but a little spiritual light is better than others!"
When the words fell, he flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood flew out, fell into the center of the group of cultivators, and quickly swelled up, like the roots of an old tree, quickly germinated, and thrived.
In just a few breaths, it turns into a complicated meridian, half hiding flesh and blood, half hiding aura.
All the cultivators stared at it intently, with serious expressions on their faces.
Because they can't see the participation of a little bit of spirit energy, only the surging energy of energy, swaying in it.
This scene made all the cultivators silent.
The master of Langhan sect stared at the meridian suspended in mid-air, his thoughts were like lightning, and suddenly asked:
"What is your intention behind using the Yuan Qi method to cultivate the Jidu Blood Lake Sutra? Could it be that you want to learn from the great god of the Blood Lake and use the Yuan Qi way to plunder the efforts of monks all over the world."
The strangeness of this suspicious angle made all the cultivators stunned, but also stunned, adding to their doubts.
Mo Chuan was furious when he heard the words, and he was keenly aware that he had become a fanboy and fell into the trap of self-certification.
He turned his thoughts and sighed softly:
"If Pindao wants to imitate the Great God of the Blood Lake, he can directly announce this method, so why bother to hand over the method of extermination of weapons?
It is precisely because Pindao knows that you are afraid of the Great God of the Blood Lake that he comprehends the way of extermination of swords and soldiers overnight, replaces this way, and relieves the world's worries.
There is an old saying: There is no one to plow the barren land, but there are people to fight for it.
The junior should ask the senior, what is the intention of making things difficult for the junior so repeatedly?
Since the senior suspects that the junior's intentions are not righteous, is there any evidence?
Or it may prove that the Dao of Yuan Qi saves the scriptures of saving the blood lake, just like the Dao of Ling Yuan, it takes tens of millions of essence and blood and returns them to oneself? "
Mo Chuan asked a series of questions, his voice was deafening, and even kicked the ball back.
Let the master of Langhan Sect try what is the self-certification trap?
"I don't cultivate Yuan Qi Dao..."
The master of Langhan Sect's face darkened, and he was interrupted by Mo Chuan as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Since you don't cultivate, then you are not qualified to point fingers! Lingyuan Dao, the poor way is not as good as you, and Yuan Qi Dao, you are not worthy of carrying shoes!"
"presumptuous!"
Mo Chuan suddenly turned his face, making the delicate face of the master of Langhan Sect suddenly flushed, and he was so angry that he wanted to do it.
"enough!"
A low voice made the master of Langhan sect shut his mouth suddenly, and looked over with suspicious eyes.
It was an old man who looked like an octogenarian.
He was as old as a bone, sitting cross-legged on the futon with a haggard look, and never spoke from the beginning to the end.
He is also one of the few monks at the banquet, with a deep breath, which makes people look unreal.
"Shen Quan once told the old man that little friend Mingchen is a formless Buddha, and the old man believes you! Little friend, can you show me the method of destroying swords and soldiers?"
The old man's words made Mo Chuan's eyes somewhat complicated.
After a long while, he cupped his hands and said, "Since the seniors have something to ask, the junior should naturally grant it."
As he spoke, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into a cloud of mist, and the clouds curled up, gradually shrinking and collapsing, turning into a faintly visible meridian.
The old man opened his cloudy eyes, stared at them with vigour, and sighed for a long time:
"I've heard that when all dharmas are extinguished, it's like an oil lamp dying. It burns brighter for a moment. Since then, it has been scattered. It seems that the light of Yuan Qi Dao should be reflected on my little friend. It's a pity, it's a pity. !”【Note 1】
As he spoke, he got up immediately and said: "A little bit of light follows the sunset, and a thousand dusty things go with the floating clouds, and the world is full of it! If you have free time, you can go for a walk tomorrow when you are free. Shenquan has a eccentric personality, and you are the only one." Dear friend, don't let him down."
As he spoke, the old man bowed his hands to the surroundings, and his figure quietly faded away, disappearing without a trace.
When all the cultivators saw it, their faces were complicated.
I know that the Terran Alliance has fallen apart.
In other words, Big Free Tomorrow has already expressed his attitude.
"Hehe, it's kind of interesting. No wonder that girl in my family is so yearning, her Taoism is hindered!"
Another coquettish laugh sounded.
This is a Jindan female cultivator. Mo Chuan looked at it, and the old face with cold eyebrows softened three points.
This person is Wei Li's new master - Nalan Qiao.
"The world is safe with the law of the two, and you will not fail the Tathagata and you will not fail the Qing. I also ask the seniors to tell Weili to let her practice with peace of mind. Don't make mistakes. Only by proving the Dao can you be happy."
"He can talk, so I'll take the words with me, little friend, you have to practice hard!"
Nalanqiao smiled sweetly, bowed slightly to Beiyue Mountain Master, and then left quietly.
At this moment, all the cultivators in the hall were dumbfounded.
Blue Eyes Mingchen, the second of the Ten Great Caves, is already dead in this journey!
Do not!
It should be said that from the moment Mingchen announced the Sutra of Jidu Blood Lake, the so-called meridian repair method has become a risky option.
If it is not necessary, no one would dare to ask him to repair the meridian.
[An update today.Note 1, it is the lyrics of "The Last Dharma Era".Taken from the "Dharma Extinction Sutra": "When my Dharma is extinct, it is like an oil lamp. When it is about to be extinct, the light will be brighter and brighter."Originally intended to be used when Tiangan Guoshi's conspiracy was revealed, it is more ironic to think about it at this time. 】
(End of this chapter)