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Chapter 222 Lingweizi reappears

Chapter 222 Ling Weizi reappears

I saw the light-like body flashing, rushing into a hidden place, setting up a layer of sound-insulating magic array, pinching the rose flower in my hand, and talking to myself.

He hastily and has many flaws. If a master of the Qi-quenching Secret Realm wants to spy, he can do it as long as he uses his spirit to carry his magic power and gently penetrate and scan it. But like this, there is obviously something important to do. Others can understand it and dare not disturb her easily.

Even Qiu Wanfa did not eavesdrop on the other party’s important matters without letting Ru Guang discover it. Since it has nothing to do with him, he simply caused trouble.

But Chen Shaobai was different. He didn't do anything. He just found a quiet place to sit down and began to regulate his breathing. The "Tremella" in the sea of ​​consciousness automatically emerged, and no news could escape from his ears within a radius of ten miles.

This secret method of listening to the secret is transformed from the Buddhist heavenly ear magic. Although it is not useful for combat, its wonderful uses in auxiliary aspects are endless. Ruguang's seemingly secretive verbal dialogues also entered Chen Shaobai's ears without any loss.

"Master, the projection of Lingwei Palace you left in the mirage was broken. It was not that a strong enemy was attacked, but..."

At this moment, Ruguang talked to himself at the white rose. He was like a gentle little rabbit, and there was no trace of his original cruelty and arrogance?

She was walking on thin ice, carefully considering her words and words, and completely narrating the causes and consequences, everything in detail. But every word is concise and straightforward, without any burden of flattery, as if in front of the inexplicable existence, all flattery is false.

After saying that, a trace of emerald green blossom suddenly emerged from the snow-white rose that had been kept quiet like a dead object, and the voice of a woman came from.

"waste."

Chen Shaobai, who was sitting cross-legged for several miles, was shocked, and his breath was slightly distracted, but it lasted for only a moment and was forcibly suppressed by him. His previous performance seemed to be just a delayed backlash caused by the use of magical powers.

He secretly used the method in "Xuan Buddha Gong" and used purple gold double flames as fuel to start to transform his body as quickly as possible.

Although most of the great masters in the realm of immortal transformation have the realm of "not confused" and "no worries", they will not leave an impression on a mortal who had never even cultivated magic power. But looking at Ling Weizi's attitude towards Meng Li, he knew that he could not take risks.

After all, he had an irremovable hatred and a desperate killing towards Ling Weizi. If the other party was bored, his divine thoughts were swept away and he discovered that the consequences of his surviving guy would probably be that he would have abolished his cultivation and interrupted his limbs.

As early as a hundred years ago, Ling Weizi had a reputation of being cruel and ruthless. If Chen Shaobai was discovered by her, she would probably not be able to escape the end of killing the scum and annihilation of the soul.

Although a person who is a god-turning fairyland and a fairy-like existence who competes with the great saint of the demon clan is unlikely to pay attention to him as a little person, but there are exceptions in everything, Chen Shaobai is unwilling to place his wealth and life on luck.

In a moment, Chen Shaobai's face changed a little.

The sharp eyebrows, which were originally as straight as a sword, bent slightly, and the hard facial lines produced by the body were softened. The will of the body that was indomitable even if the gods and Buddhas blocked the way, even if they dared to kill them, they instantly changed, and turned into a compassionate look, with the Buddha's light flashing above their heads. It looked like a monk named Zen in the Hanging Mountains.

Chen Shaobai calmed down his mind and didn't see it. He had no color, sound, smell, smell, touch, and methods. By chance, he was in a state of "the five aggregates are empty". The Buddha's light was shining all over his body, and the fragments of Zhuang Wang who were suppressed in the Chaos Bell suddenly trembled. He attracted the power of countless incense believers, and they were reborn and merged, just like cooking oil in fire, and flowers were covered with brocade.

The brilliant Buddha light gradually expanded from his body, spreading out warmly and silently to the surroundings, and the range of the wave reached a hundred miles.

At this moment, countless good men and women who believed in "Mengqin Immortal Wine Sword Immortal" had his figure in their minds. Although there was no change in their bodies, the resentment that had been in their hearts and the injustice encountered in life were all resolved by the Buddha's light. They were moved and burst into tears. They knelt down directly in the direction of Qiu Huan Qianshan, worshiping them, and becoming more pious.

Some people who have seen miracles repeatedly are no longer devout to Chen Shaobai. They have unconcealed fanaticism in their eyes, and Chen Shaobai has no doubts. As long as one idea is issued, those crazy believers will even be willing to die for themselves.

"Huh? The growth rate of cultivation is much faster again!"

The Buddha's light was shining all over the body and gradually turned into reality. Chen Shaobai realized that he had a deeper understanding of "Xuan Buddha Gong", while the Jiyang Zhenyan, which was the foundation, grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Xuanyin karma fire, which was originally different, was suppressed.

The powerful golden flame surrounded the purple yin fire and carefully protected this "fragile" brother.

At this moment, he only thought that the way of incense faith was to practice rapidly, but he did not know that he had cultivated several extremely pious "saints" unconsciously. If this was the reason why Tai Shilin, who was far away in Nanmingli Continent who spent a large amount of spirit stones every year and invested a full ten years to cultivate dozens of saints, knew that he might even have the desire to kill.

Of course, because of Shangguan Yue, even if you don’t know this, as long as you have the chance to kill Chen Shaobai, Tai Shilin will never be ruthless.

The human heart is the most unfathomable thing. The more illusory and mysterious it is, the more tempting it is to worship it. It is not just about giving favors and supernatural powers. Chen Shaobai has been unintentionally planting willows and willows these days.

Suddenly, Chen Shaobai felt a burst of uncontrollable divine thoughts sweeping down from the world. The Yin-Yang Chaos Bell on the Sandalwood Pot on his chest seemed to sense the danger, and it penetrated deeper into the flesh and blood, as if it was completely integrated with his body.

Even so, the divine thought had already seen Chen Shaobai through and revealed it in slightest, making him feel as if he was standing naked in front of others without any dignity.

"Strength is all power. If I have the strength to be perfected at the tenth level of tempering, or even the cultivation level of the God-Cultivating Fairyland, how could this Ling Weizi dare to spy on such a careless way?!"

Chen Shaobai let out an angry roar in his heart, and the Buddha's light disappeared in a moment. A powerful and inexplicable existence emerged from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

This person is not tall, but is very powerful. He steps on the lotus silk footsteps and cloud shoes, wears a lock golden armor, wears a phoenix wing purple gold crown, holds a Ruyi golden cudgel, the Xuanyin fire and the Jiyang Zhenyan are entangled around his body, and the demonic energy soars into the sky, and his mind is implemented for thirty-three days, as if he wants to poke a hole in the sky.

It is Chen Shaobai's spiritual power that embodies the form of the form, the Monkey King Sun Wukong!

"I don't know which senior expert is here to visit, why not come out to see him!" Chen Shaobai stubbornly asked with a clueless attitude.

An inconspicuous little flower that had been floating in front of Ru Guang suddenly turned into light and descended to Chen Shaobai, turning into a fairy.

Her appearance is elegant and plain, without any makeup, but she is as beautiful as a fairy, like a dragon girl in the dragon palace, and like Chang'e in the moon. Her dress like a liquid jasper added a lot of grace to her, making her look like an eighteenth girl and a thirty-year-old woman, and it makes people unable to see how old she is.

But her unique temperament and domineering temperament will make people involuntarily forget her appearance.

It’s Ling Weizi!

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