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Chapter 146 , great supernatural powers, great real people; the end of the old and the beginning of the new(1/2)

The Taoist system divides the realm of practitioners into six levels, from sorcerers to heavenly masters, and climbs up the steps.

The condition for a Taoist priest to become a real person is to cultivate the highest secret "supernatural powers" in the Dharma of enlightenment.

To become a great real person, you need to cultivate the magical powers that are related to each other and have the same principles.

It is like a complete rune array condenses into magical powers. This kind of magical power that can be regarded as a sequence of magical powers, and the ultimate condensed thing can be called a great magical power or a peerless magical power.

The so-called great supernatural power is essentially a supernatural power, and there is actually not much difference between the power and other powers of its own.

The power of supernatural powers is infinite.

The fundamental reason why the great magical powers make real people become great real people is that the principles they represent are more perfect and more perfect.

Taoist priests are basically the mind and spirit.

The so-called mind, the spirit is actually cognition.

The essence of a real person is to take the "Dayan Guards the One Decision" and supernatural powers as the basic logic, and have a more essential understanding of the world.

But the cognition at this time is one-sided, and although it is self-consistent, it is not yet perfect.

Only by taking this as the basis and constantly filling in one's own cognitive logic, and finally having a perfect understanding of the world, is the Great Real Person.

The countless magical powers accumulated by countless Taoists over the years can become real people by choosing one of them, but they cannot practice them casually next.

For example, the first magical power is thunder law, so it is definitely not possible to practice the five elements and yin and yang next. The magical power itself does not repel each other, they are all manifestations of the truth, but the logic in it is not consistent.

It is necessary to use thunder to explain the Yin and Yang and Five Elements, and to explain the creation in this way.

Zhang Baoren once followed this worldly law and compared his own practice. After the supernatural powers that are closely related to "Secret View" and "Earth Listening", which can help each other, are truly perfected, they are called great supernatural powers.

According to Zhang Baoren's division, the "Seven Arrows Book of Nailed Heads" should belong to "fate" among the supernatural powers he practices, the same as "reversing Yin and Yang".

Whether it is cultivation or its ultimate effect, this kind of magical power is the most illusory, weird and unpredictable, and difficult to be wary of.

Time flows with homework, and Zhang Baoren changes every day, and the only thing that remains unchanged is his pious and solemn voice.

"Please 'Zhang Zhonghui' to destroy..."

"Please 'Wu Yizeng' to destroy..."

"Please 'Wang Qingsheng' to destroy..."



With the continuous worship, the grass man becomes more and more real, not in form, but in a certain life temperament, as if it is related to a certain existence at the most fundamental level.

As a living body that can be regarded as the pinnacle of human cultivation.

Although Zhang Baoren cannot clearly understand how strong the essence of Dazhenren is.

However, based on one's own practice experience, those supernatural powers that belong to the same type will benefit each other and will produce some extremely special changes.

Just like thinking and realizing.

The results achieved after its final perfection are definitely extraordinary, far from being comparable to those of supernatural powers.

Although he himself is far better than ordinary real people, he relies on the most mysterious magical power to start directly from "life".

But Zhang Baoren is really not sure what the final result is, as well as the methods he does not know.

He had never thought of cursing Ku Lao to death.

Of course, it is not to say that what you are doing now is useless work, because there is no need to curse it to death.

He is so powerful that he is difficult to fight, and his mind is so gloomy that it makes people feel frightened.

However, such an seemingly invincible opponent also has a fatal weakness, which is the reason why he harmed Zhang Baoren.

His foundation is not clean, and he can be said to be extremely dirty.

As a traitor in the enemy's nest, the most important thing is to hide, otherwise what if you are strong? The stronger the more you are, the fatal it is.



Changyang Mountain, in the dilapidated temple.

It was afternoon, a man who was upright and mature in harmony with Tao and blended with heaven and earth, giving people the feeling that he was ordinary and could not help but ignore it.

Standing in front of the lobby, standing under the colorful sunshine shining through the broken walls.

When he was still, he seemed to be integrated into nothingness, but as his body moved slightly, he instantly seemed to be the Lord of Heaven and Earth, able to attract all attention.

I saw him raise his arms... and bend down and bow down.

"Please ask the underworld of Changning... the heavenly beings... the reincarnation is withered and old and destroyed..."

With the three pious bows, the old man sitting on the divine platform in front of him who was already the same as the real person, and at the same time, had a magical nature brewing in it suddenly grinned.

Then it exploded into pieces with a bang.



Deep underground in Changning City.

Compared with the underworld of Changning, it is even darker, colder and more ruined in the ancient underworld.

Inside a mottled iron door, a skinny old man in an ordinary black robe faced the door and was sitting behind the log table with his brows frowning.

After dealing with Zhang Baoren, he inexplicably felt a feeling that his life was in trouble.

As a practitioner who has lived for countless years and has a lot of experience, he naturally will not regard it as nothing.

But in the next few days, I checked myself inside and out countless times, but in the end there was no abnormality, as if the feeling at that time was just an illusion...

"Is it an illusion? No...no problem is the biggest problem."

"But what is the problem?"

Ku Lao said to himself, not realizing that his exposed body had bright red cracks like porcelain.

The cracks became bigger and bigger. Just as the body was about to break, it suddenly trembled, as if it was awakened.

The next moment, a little black star flew out from his eyebrows. The black star dots spread wide above his head, turning into a dark and deep color, looking at the somewhat illusory shadow of the stone mill.

The two millsplates rotate in the opposite direction, as if they will never stop.

Ordinary people can be devoured by their souls and cycle through them.

At this time, a strange grass man lying on the shadow of the stone mill was exactly the same as the old man below, gradually cracking, but with a smile on his face.

Rumble... As the stone mill rotated, the grass man was swept into the millstone, and in a moment it was ground into pieces.

At the same time, the fragmented scars on Ku Lao's body healed quickly.

The thin and wooden face that was re-stitched was extremely cold, and anyone could feel the anger contained in it.

But before he could say anything...

Suddenly, the sky and the earth suddenly became quiet, and then a rough and ancient corona shadow appeared out of thin air over the room. At the same time, the hour hand on the corona regressed one square in the opposite direction.

Then time seemed to flow backwards, frowning slightly, but unable to move the thin face once again became fragmented...

The grinded grass man flew out of the stone mill in the air and condensed into shape...

Time still didn't stop, and then the straw man disappeared with the scars on his face...



In the dilapidated temple, the mature Zhang Baoren looked at the newly broken grass man gathering and recovering, and the flash of the corona shadow, and couldn't help but nod and smile.

Even though he knew that Shi Tong's people were coming, he also placed the "Seven Arrows Book of Nails" in the main hall of the temple without any concealment. It was not without any reason.



Time seemed to have been backed a little, and everything returned to a moment ago.

Only the millstone on the top of the old man Ku transcends time and space and remains unmoved.

It's just that it's eternal and unchanging, and the unstoppable rotation speed is a little faster, as if it's struggling against the corona.

But the next moment, the hour hand turned on the corona again, and suddenly it seemed to be erased from mid-air like when it came.

The millstone shook slightly, then turned and gradually shrank and was about to penetrate the head under him.

But a hand stretched out from the void. This hand looked extremely ordinary, but grabbed the shadow of the millstone.

With the force in his hand and a bang..., the stone mill broke and dissipated.

Then a man wearing a black and yellow dragon robe and a sky crown appeared in the room.

This person carries infinitely fierce and violent spirits, and the aura of disasters is like the king of disasters and the lord of demons, but he also has a pair of black, calm and peaceful eyes.

“Dried wood…”

"You disappointed me..."

With the calm sound, a burst punch was smashed out. The domineering fist made the space tremble, and the substantial fierce aura was intertwined and raging, like a hungry ghost wailing.

The rainbow light collapsed and dispersed under its fist. After the exquisite, sacred and magnificent colorful tree was shattered with a few broken leaves, they all pressed down on the real space together and fell into an absurd world of yin and yang reversal.

Yan Luo took a step forward, standing on a yellow road that spans the entire absurd world, watching the rainbow light that flew away...

Suddenly, a jade-like jade brick style that is somewhat similar to those commonly used in the underworld, but more gorgeous, and has a blue-colored sky book suddenly appeared out of thin air.
To be continued...
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