Chapter 1415 The Twelve States of the Clouds

Chapter 1415 The Twelve States of the Clouds

After going through untold hardships, the lost treasure of Tianyahai Pavilion was finally retrieved. When Tinglou came to the main helm covered in blood, Fairy Ruyan was also moved.

For the first time in my life, I called out "brother-in-law".

At that time, Meng Ruyan was very grateful to Wangtinglou.

It's just that because of the cultivation technique, Tinglou had to rely on double cultivation in order to break through the bottleneck. The concubines married one after another, and then Fairy Ruyan turned against him.

But at this moment, looking at the Dinghai Shenzhong and thinking about the benefits of the pavilion in the past, Meng Ruyan couldn't help feeling a bit of silence in her heart.

Then when he thought of his sister, his heart felt even more bitter. If Fairy Ru Bing was still here, Tianya Haige would never be as passive as it is now.

However, the disappointment was only fleeting, and soon, Meng Ruyan's expression became clear again.

With the enemy in front of us, there is no time for nostalgia. The most urgent task is how to deal with the bald donkey in front of us.

Thinking of this, Meng Ruyan raised her hand, and hit the silver bell in front of her with colorful formulas.

The sound of "bang" came to the ears, it was low and simple, and there was nothing surprising on the surface, but there was a unique charm in it.

The sound spread far away, and then the silver bell rose suddenly.

It turns into a giant of hundreds of feet, and it looks like a hill from a distance.

On the surface of the silver clock, there are countless quaint runes floating out, the silver light is dazzling, and an astonishing aura spreads towards the surroundings.

"disease!"

Meng Ruyan scolded softly, those runes flashed, and all kinds of strange birds and beasts transformed from them.

If Lin Xuan was here, she would definitely be shocked, because with her extensive knowledge, most of these strange beasts have never been seen before. Needless to say, they must be things from the spirit world.

Of course, what is in front of me is just magic magic.

On the other side, the old monk was not idle either.

The Great Compassion Golden Wheel circled and danced, and the sound of Buddhist Sanskrit singing spread to the ears. For several miles around, it was shrouded in the magic power of Buddha's light, and it looked extremely solemn and solemn.

"Amitabha!"

This time the Buddha's name did not come from Huixuan's mouth, but a golden body arhat appeared beside him, and the majestic coercion was jaw-dropping.

However, this Dharma image is not created out of thin air, but is borrowed from the Buddha power of the eminent monks in the upper realm with the power of the Great Compassionate Golden Wheel.

In the magic way, there is also a similar spell - the real devil descends into the world.

To put it simply, it is to borrow the magic energy of some powerful ancient demons to possess them by using secret techniques to separate the world.

However, when the real demon of the magic way comes into the world, it can certainly increase the cultivation base of the caster, but the magic energy will also corrode his body, which will cause great trouble.

And the Buddha power borrowed from the Great Compassion Golden Wheel in front of him not only has no future troubles, but its power is far from comparable to that of a little real devil.

"disease!"

Meng Ruyan pointed, and the transformed birds and beasts suddenly had a fierce look in their eyes, and rushed towards Huixuan.

"Hey, in front of Venerable Arhat, you are a mere monster and clown, do you still dare to show your strength? Wait for me to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

Before the old monk finished speaking, the Arhat Dharma Xiang had already struck forward with a palm, the movement was gentle, without any trace of human fireworks.

However, in the void, countless palm shadows appeared.

The sound of puff puff came to the ears, and all the birds and beasts whose cultivation base was not below the Nascent Soul stage were all easily killed.

Immortal cultivators in the separation and reunion period hold spirit treasures, even if they are imitations, their power is still extraordinary.

The attack was thwarted, but there was no fear on Meng Ruyan's face, but her eyes became more and more cold.

With a light clasp of the jade finger, a thumb-sized aura flew into the air.

Then the spiritual light flashed, and suddenly exploded, turning into the size of a skull, and submerged into the silver bell.

Boom...

The quaint bell sounded into the ears, and a circle of sound waves visible to the naked eye appeared.

With the silver bell as the center, shoot towards the old monk.

Immediately, crackling sounds came one after another, a series of strong winds emerged out of thin air, white air currents fluttered like magic snakes, and this huge sign was just the aftermath of the clash between sound waves and bergamot.

The expression of the old monk also became a little dignified. Although he is in the middle stage, he has just advanced after all, and Fairy Ruyan's supernatural powers have far exceeded his expectations.

Although undefeated is sure, it seems that it is not so easy to win.

call……

The vitality of the surrounding world became more and more chaotic. The two stopped attacking temporarily and resumed their confrontation.

However, this will be the beginning of a more intense battle of wits.

...

At the same time, west of Yingzhou Island.

A high mountain is extremely tall and straight, like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the sky.

Cangling Peak has always been a forbidden area of ​​Tianyahai Pavilion.

However, what is on the mountain, let alone ordinary disciples, even Ji Yueru, a great immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying period, is not clear, but at this moment, she is ordered to guard here.

As one of the most important forbidden places in our sect, Fairy Ruyan attaches great importance to this place. Apart from Ji Yueru, there are also three Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and there are nearly two hundred disciples in the Condensation Stage.

It stands to reason that such a scale is not insignificant, but at this moment, Cang Lingfeng is in a precarious situation, and the nearby restrictions may be broken at any time.

There were not many enemies, only seven or eight people, but the leader was none other than Master Konghui, the presiding officer of the Wanfo Sect.

Needless to say, this person is also a great monk in the late Yuanying period. He is 800 years old this year. Although he has not advanced to the clutch, his supernatural powers are also unpredictable.

It is said that this person is the kind of person who has accumulated a lot of knowledge, and he was nearly four hundred years old before he succeeded in conceiving a baby, but since then, it seems that his wisdom root has been enlightened.

It only took fifty years from the early Yuanying period to the middle Yuanying period, and less than a hundred years from the middle period to the late period.

What's even more powerful is that when this person was still a monk in Yuanzhong, he was able to compete with the great immortals in the later stage. Naturally, one can imagine his supernatural powers.

"Master, what should we do now?" A thin woman at the alchemy stage asked with a pale face, not only her, but almost all the disciples guarding this place had expressions of fear on their faces, the enemy's offensive was too fierce And Kong Hui, as the host of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, has a reputation that is too daunting.

"Send a sound transmission note and ask for help from the nearby fellow disciples."

Ji Yueru sighed, glanced at the crumbling light curtain, and ordered in a deep voice.

"yes."

Without saying a word, the disciples below raised their hands and sent out the sound transmission talisman. With their current manpower alone, they really couldn't resist it.

However, the flames flickered a few times, and just after flying a hundred feet away, they were shot down by the opponent, and everyone's expressions became more and more ugly. Is the opponent planning to catch a turtle?

Ji Yueru's expression became more and more gloomy, but at this moment, an earth-shattering loud noise came to her ears, mixed with a woman's exclamation, it turned out that the restraining formation had been broken.

"Hmph, Tianya Haige's reputation is nothing more than that."

A hoarse grin came into his ears, and it was an old man with a dark face who was speaking. However, Ji Yueru's eyes did not linger on him at all, but turned his head, and an old monk in cassock came into view. In the eyes.

He is tall and tall, with a sallow face, protruding forehead, and rather ugly appearance, but there is a majestic aura exuding from him.

"Empty and dark?"

Ji Yueru's pupils narrowed slightly, and she slowly turned her head. Although she was also in the late Nascent Soul stage, she was obviously not at the same level as the other party.

Looking at Tianyahai Pavilion, apart from Senior Uncle Ru Yan, the only one who can face the bald guy in front of him without losing the wind is probably only Senior Sister Liu Ying.

However, it is impossible to retreat, the uncle ordered, this Cang Lingfeng must be defended no matter what, so he can only fight.

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous. At this point in the matter, there was nothing to say.

"drink!"

I don't know who yelled, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong came to my ears, and the two sides had started a scuffle.

The number of people is naturally higher than that of Tianya Haige, but the enemies are all Nascent Soul stage cultivators, without formations as a cover, most of Tianya Haige's disciples are at a disadvantage.

Within a few rounds, some disciples were beheaded.

Ji Yueru was startled and angry, but she also understood that there was nothing to be done, and whispered: "Pass the order, so that the disciples don't have to fight to the death, look for the opportunity to break out of the encirclement, and the sound transmission talisman can't be issued, so I have to find a way to call for reinforcements. "

"yes!"

A girl went away in response, while Ji Yueru's whole body grew green, and she went up to the monk in front of her.

"Amitabha, Fairy Yueru is safe and sound. It is not easy for you to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage. You must know the supernatural powers of the old monk. You know you can't beat it. Why do you do the stupid thing of hitting an egg against a rock? I will definitely treat you with respect, this old monk will definitely treat you with courtesy." The empty voice came to the ear, and there was obviously a bit of temptation in it.

The purpose of cultivating immortals is nothing more than longevity, so the higher the level of monks, the more afraid of death they tend to be.

"Huh, master, don't waste your time talking. Yueru understands that you are no match for you, but she has a great kindness as a teacher. I will never betray Tianyahai Pavilion. If you have the ability, you can let go and come here. You will never be allowed to run wild on Yingzhou Island."

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, if you turn your head and keep going, why should the fairy be so persistent, since you are willing to burn jade and stone together, then this old monk will not stop you."

Before Kong Hui could finish his sentence, he opened and closed his hands, and a majestic mana surged out, and he didn't see any treasures sacrificed, but the Buddha's light on his body suddenly shot up into the sky, forming a strange light in the shape of a golden cloud above his head screen.

At the same time, Kong Hui was chanting words, listening to the voice, it seemed as if he was reciting a Buddhist scripture.

Ji Yueru took a deep breath, naturally she would not allow the other party to cast spells calmly, she raised her jade hand and patted her waist, and she sacrificed a magic weapon in the shape of an ivory jade comb.

At first glance, there is nothing eye-catching, but the spiritual pressure emanating from it is eye-catching.

"disease!"

The woman raised her jade hand lightly, pointed forward, and from the jade comb, thousands of palpitating cold lights burst out, like a magic weapon of flying needles, shooting towards the old monk.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is still obsessed with obsession. You must know that all conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and lightning, and you should contemplate them like this..."