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The Green-faced Ghost King knows who Monk Baoguang is. He is the national preceptor of Yue Tuo Kingdom and the disciple of Zen Master Bao Yue. The outside world speculates that he may attain the golden body of Arhat within a hundred years and escape from life and death. .
The Arhat Golden Body is roughly the same as the Taoist Immortal Immortal, also known as the Earth Immortal.
Only when you reach this point can you truly have the capital to live freely between heaven and earth.
Of course, this state is not about immortality, there are other hardships.
Earth Immortals and their ilk are legends to most practitioners and are rarely seen. However, Zen Master Baoyue is already a first-rate figure in the practice world.
Just as there are countless demons in the Western Wilderness, there are also many demon kings occupying the mountains. Those who can really be compared with the earth immortals and others are really very few, and they are all big demons with many years of experience.
The green-faced man's mouth twitched. This aunt was really willful, but she was relieved. She had a big feud with Buddhism, and she deserved to be displeased with the monk.
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The setting sun turned red, turning the stream in front of us red. At the end of the stream was a desert.
Shen Lian did not ride on the clouds and carried the sky. The deeper into the Western Wilderness, the more demons lurked. His arrogant flying was simply a target for the demons.
Demons love to eat people, but compared to monks, the flesh and blood of thousands of people is not as good as the flesh of one monk.
The stream originates from nowhere and naturally dries up in the desert.
The endless yellow sand will probably need to be filled by a sea before the desert here can be rejuvenated.
When Shen Lian stepped into it, he didn't know if his life would be like this stream, flowing away in the desert.
The sun was so hot that it seemed to set the entire desert on fire. Now it is obviously late autumn according to the season, but it can no longer change the heat in the desert.
The sand under his feet was very hot, and Shen Lian was thinking if he could practice Iron Sand Palm and other kung fu here, the effect would be surprisingly good.
Shen Lian walked slowly and slowly. Because he was heading west, the sun set very slowly. In myths and legends, there was a giant who kept chasing the sun, but finally died of exhaustion in a desert.
After he died of exhaustion, he turned into a peach forest and left a legacy to future generations.
Shen Lian saw a forest. The trees in the forest were really peach trees. The leaves were very broad and the peaches on them were huge, as if full of water. In such a dry desert, they really existed like treasures.
Not only is there no water in the desert, but the vitality is also very thin.
The sun always seems to be reluctant to set, as if it has to dissipate the last remaining heat before it is willing to give up.
A burst of children's cries came, and Shen Lian stepped forward leisurely and saw a pink and jade-like little girl, as tender as a peach.
When the little girl saw Shen Lian, she stopped crying and said to Shen Lian, "Brother, can you help me pick the peaches?"
Her voice is very similar to Ruoxi's, and her appearance is somewhat similar, but the place where she appears is very strange. Such a child should not appear here.
Shen Lian didn't seem to notice this strange thing. Instead, he lowered his body, wiped away the child's tears, and said softly: "Okay." He stretched out his hand to brush away the tears on the little girl's face, very gently and gently.
Then he stood up and reached out to pick the peach. When Shen Lian touched the peach, it suddenly exploded with black juice inside, which was extremely terrifying.
Anyone who is splashed with this black juice will definitely feel sick.
Shen Lian didn't seem to notice that the little girl beside him suddenly hugged his leg and started biting it. The leaves on the peach tree looked like grimaces, and the sun suddenly disappeared and turned into a cold night.
Compared with the heat just now, it was really a winter night now.
The leaves of the entire peach forest have turned into ghost faces, wandering leisurely, and the sound of ghost whistles is endless.
The tree trunk became like a snake, bending and stretching, wrapping around Shen Lian's waist and arms.
The black juice from the exploding peach covered Shen Lian's body.
The little girl opened her bloody mouth, hugged Shen Lian's little leg tightly and bit it.
Shen Lian's heart remained silent, and he ignored his tied body. Suddenly, a sword energy flew over and passed through Shen Lian's hair. The sword energy was so shocking that the sound broke through the air.
It was as if a bubble suddenly burst, the sky became bright again, and only a sliver of the setting sun showed up. The little girl under the feet turned into a pile of skeletons, and the peach grove in front was filled with dead poplar trees.
Shen Lian's hand suddenly stopped, just in front of the bubble that was popped by the sword energy.
Accompanying the sword energy was a swordsman dressed in light blue, but he could be seen sheathing his sword, with gentle eyebrows, and he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.
He looked at Shen Lian and said: "The poor Taoist is Song Qingyi of the Xuantian Sect. My friend almost fell into the illusion of this mirage just now. Fortunately, the mirage demon king here has been killed by Senior Brother Chen of the Qingxuan Taoist Sect. Otherwise, if you accidentally wander into the desert and encounter it, I'm afraid you will have to explain it here. "
Shen Lian withdrew his hand without leaving a trace, and Song Qingyi didn't notice that the last place Shen Lian's fingers were about to touch was the place where his sword energy had just destroyed the mirage's body.
"Thank you, Master Song." Shen Lian replied to the familiar Song Qingyi next to him. At the same time, he squatted down and waved his hand to create a pit and bury the pile of bones.
Song Qingyi sighed: "This was originally a small tribe. The Mirage Demon King swallowed up the spiritual spring here and turned this hundred-mile radius into a desert. When you came in before, you should have seen a stream. In fact, it was the spiritual spring here. The residual image, but after some time, even the residual image will disappear." Song Qingyi sighed, after all, the spiritual spring is a very precious thing, and some small sects rely on a spiritual spring to provide disciples. Build the foundation and wash away the dirt of its flesh and blood.
His family was originally a small family of practitioners. Later, he joined the Xuantian Sect, one of the four great sects, and then he reached the sky and learned the superior Taoism.
Shen Lian buried the bones. These bones were probably the bones of the children of the tribe here before. However, they were attached by the mirage's magic power and transformed into a little girl similar to Ruoxi, trying to confuse Shen Lian.
Now that the mirage was beheaded by Song Qingyi, and the bones lost the magic power of the mirage, Shen Lian naturally wanted her to be laid to rest.
It's not because of Ruoxi. If it were any other skeleton, Shen Lian would do this. In fact, it doesn't have any practical significance. It's just that as a human being, it would be too much to consider the gains and losses in doing anything.
Song Qingyi sighed: "My friend is kind-hearted. I think you seem to have some cultivation. If your character is not decisive, it will be difficult to survive in this world."
What he said was heartfelt and thoughtful. Only being like Chen Jianmei, who allows you to use thousands of spells and magical powers, and I kill them all with one sword, is the method and character of a cultivator. Although he can't do it, he really yearns for it in his heart. .
Shen Lian smiled and said: "I heard that the Xuantian Sect is one of the top immortal sects in the world. I didn't expect that fellow Taoists can be so peaceful. There is really no arrogance at all. It is really the style of a Taoist."
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