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In the Taiyin Pool, Tao Qian stared at the erotic drama performed by his avatar with staring eyes.
Although I was greatly shocked, I also learned from the secret method in my mind:
After practicing this Dharma of Huanxi Chan, many clones can be formed in one thought, and each clone can be happy with others independently.
Feel the desire, and practice joyful meditation.
If things go on like this, not only will you not fall due to the loss of Yuanyang, but your cultivation realm will become more solid and diligent, and you will be able to comprehend many magical powers of joy Zen from the process of happy intercourse, whether it is against the enemy or other things of practice. Useful.
And this method is not comparable to the method of nourishing Yin and Yang, but it is a real Buddhist secret method, which is beneficial to both parties.
There is only one key point, if the practitioner does not move his desires.
The transformed "clone" is equivalent to an empty bubble, which can satisfy others, but cannot repay oneself.
"Well, it means I did it, but I didn't."
"The secret method of the Buddhist sect really seems to exist and seems to exist, and the spirit is nagging."
When Tao Qian complained, he suddenly saw his body start to sink suddenly, accompanied by a few bubbles of "gurgling", it sank directly to the bottom of the pool.
Obviously, under the control of the old monk Bai Qin, he went to get the rare treasure called "Sky Demon Slaughtering God Turning Blood God Needle" which could target the upper body of Tang Xianzong's demon god.
At the same moment, Bai Qinzi, who had clearly torn off his disguise, put on the appearance of that eminent monk again, saluted Tao Qian, and stared at him with a strange look at the same time.
At this time, through the belly of the gorgeous corpse, both of them could sense the movement of the outside world.
Although Tang Xianzong already has a chance of winning, it is impossible for Ji Xianxian, Qin Wuxiang, Yingzong and a bunch of orthodox sects to be defeated in such a short period of time.
There is still room for the last moment.
Therefore, the old monk did not hide any more, and directly revealed to Tao Qian:
"Not to hide from the benefactor, the poor monk has indeed never cultivated any supernatural powers of killing and killing. It's not that he doesn't want to, but he can't. The inheritance of the hundred birds is a method of dual cultivation of Buddha and devil. After being cultivated by the poor monk, he is extremely domineering and cannot be tolerated at all. Other killing methods, unless the demonic nature can be purified."
"This catastrophe in southern Guangdong is also an opportunity for the poor monk, and it is the best opportunity to get rid of the demonic nature and cultivate the Buddha Dharma of great freedom."
"The poor monk should have gone through the catastrophe by himself, and should not have troubled others, but after deducing it again and again, the poor monk found that if I want to successfully survive the catastrophe, I must have the help of a predestined person."
"But the origins of this predestined person can't be deduced at all, and the poor monk is also very puzzled."
"I saw the benefactor just now, and I will know the reason."
"After all, only the benefactor can help the poor monk steal the blood-transforming magic needle, and only the benefactor's strange body can suppress the monstrous demonic nature in the poor monk's relics, and only the benefactor's deep blessings can bear the many causes and effects without being caught. Backlash and die."
"It would be great if the benefactor agreed voluntarily, and everyone will be happy. Afterwards, the poor monk will also pass on the secret method of the hundred birds to the benefactor as a reward."
"It's just that I didn't expect the benefactor to be so suspicious and toss about these twists and turns inexplicably."
After uttering this sentence, the old monk Baiqin seemed to not see the undisguised contempt in Tao Qian's eyes at all, and his wrinkled face showed pity for himself, as if he was really It is a pity that Tao Qian made the wrong choice.
The old monk shook his head, and suddenly a solemn look appeared on his face, as if he was worried about something.
But in the end, he still sighed:
"The benefactor chose the wrong path, so the poor monk had no choice but to force it."
"Although this move will offend the fellow Taoists of the Lingbao Sect, the time to escape from the catastrophe is at hand, and the poor monk can't care too much."
"At most, after this incident, the poor monk will go to the Lingbao Sect to apologize in person."
"Look, benefactor, the magic needle is here."
Tao Qian heard the few words that Bai Qinzi uttered later, and felt inexplicably that what he said earlier was probably just foreshadowing, and what this guy really wanted to say were these three sentences.
Just as he was about to ask, the controlled body suddenly surfaced holding a strange treasure.
It's just that the treasure was deliberately controlled not to leave the Taiyin pool.
Tao Qian looked over through the surging Taiyin water, and saw that the needle in his hand was not the needle he expected at all.
This thing is more like a scarlet blood stick.
It is as thick as a baby's fist, more than ten feet long, with one end blunt and the other pointed.
The whole body is as red as fresh blood, and the grip feels cold.
It's just at this moment, when Tao Qian turns back to the body to experience this treasure?Since I am outside the temple, if I open the 'Hundred Birds Temple' branch, many eminent monks in the temple will stand up for me to withstand the pressure of the Lingbao Sect. "
"As for the benefactor?"
"It's not that the poor monk underestimated the benefactor. He was eroded by the demon nature of the relics, and he also inherited many karma from the Demon Buddha Temple, the demon god, and the mysterious holy son for the poor monk Even if he is talented, his future achievements may be limited."
"When the benefactor asked this question, the poor monk answered clearly."
"I am not afraid that the benefactor will seek revenge on me in the future. The poor monk can bear your little karma and enmity."
When these extremely rampant words of the devil uttered, Bai Qinzi's demon appearance was completely exposed, and monstrous devil energy surged in the monk's robe.
It was also at this time that the outside world suddenly changed.
However, he heard an extremely frightening roar, as if he was enduring boundless pain, which suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield.
Even through the belly of the gorgeous corpse, Tao Qian and Bai Qinzi heard it clearly.
At the same time, there were exclamations from all sides.
Among them, the Yanshi Bodhisattva is also included.
"Tang Xianzong, are you crazy? What are you doing?"
"Skinning, General Tang of the Demon God Army is forcibly peeling off the skin of his whole body. He is crazy."
"Not good! This is the secret method of the sky demon, Tang Xianzong is going to kill him."
When these voices came through his belly, Bai Qinzi's wrinkled face almost burst into laughter.
The old monk, who had counted on everyone, said mysteriously: "The time has come, it's time for the Hundred Birds Old Demon to be born again."
After the words fell, I saw him slamming his sleeves and robes, and saw the three figures suddenly disappear between the turbid Styx and the fleshy intestinal wall. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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