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Chapter 403: The true essence of samadhi refines the divine fire, and the devil conquers miraculous magic to punish Wang Ming

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    Although there are quite a lot of changes in cause and effect in this life, Chen Ang is a patient hunter. He knows that this is just a slight temptation from the Lord God, and does not pay attention to the deep trouble, at least until the prey has no way to retreat and there is no hope of escaping even by cutting off its tail.  , and then struck with thunderous force to cut off all its vitality.

    When he first started to practice magic, he was full of inspiration. Just before dawn, he walked to a Tiankai Rock not far from Qixia Temple, facing east, waiting for the sun to rise, and picking up the first ray of purple energy.  When the red sun rises and the clouds open to see the sun, breathe in the purple energy from the east to nourish the magic power of the Milky Way in the Dantian, so that the magic power is filled with a trace of purple Yun Qi, which can warm and nourish the soul.

    The only time to take in the purple energy is at the moment of sunrise.  In the remaining time, Chen Ang spit out the ever-bright lamp flame, used the magic power of the Tianhe River to collect the true sun fire in the sun, and integrated it into the magic weapon.  This true sun fire is one of the seven true fires in the universe. It is also called the fire in the sky. It is refined into the ordinary fire coming out of the wood to increase its power.

    The essence of the eternal lamp flame is just an ordinary fire, not considered superior. Chen Ang's picking of the real fire of the sun also means to enhance its origin.

    If one can collect the true fire of the sun in the sky, the ancient poisonous fire of the lungs under the earth's crust, and combine them with the ever-bright lamp flame to create three talents: fire in the air, fire in wood, and fire in stone, and practice the true fire of samadhi, one can burn mountains and boil seas, and refine demons to achieve enlightenment.  Its great power is not inferior to any magic weapon.

    Of course, it¡¯s still too early to tell for this kind of hard work that often takes hundreds of years.

    The mana of the Tianhe River was puffing out, like smoke and mist, covering the entire mountain. Chen Ang soon felt the spiritual restlessness in the ever-bright lamp flame. He knew that it had reached the heat, and if he picked it, it would inevitably damage the spirituality of the lamp flame, so he received the warmth and nourishment in his Dantian.

    Mochou, the red snake beside the stream, was also swallowing the sun essence at this time. When the gentle morning light had dissipated, the morning sun became more and more violent, which was no longer suitable for Mochou, a Yin-type snake, to shed its vitality.  Chen Ang took Mochou with him and started down the mountain, heading towards Qixia Temple.

    Before I even entered the door, I saw an embarrassed young man rushing out of the temple, pointing at his nose and cursing: "You are such a monster! You let the snake harm others, you poisoned me, youyou pay for it with your life!"  Chen Ang saw that his face was covered in red rash, and he looked unrecognizable. His whole body was covered with dust and mud. It was obvious that he had experienced the "pain of being burned by the fire at two o'clock in the afternoon" yesterday.

    Thinking about it this way, it¡¯s only natural that he has such great resentment.

    But Chen Ang is not his old father, so why should he be considerate of his suffering?  Seeing him pointing at his nose with a stern look on his face, he immediately sneered, and simply took advantage of him while he was making a fuss to catch his breath, casually broke off a branch from the nearby bush, and used his magic power to bring it to him.  The breath shot in.

    Wang Ming, who was shouting, didn't know how to move forward or retreat. Seeing that Chen Ang didn't respond, he actually wanted to take two steps forward and get in front of Chen Ang's face. Next to him, his uncle Wang Changluo looked on coldly and probably found someone to trip Li Ning to prevent him from coming.  Rescue Chen Ang.  Chen Ang was willing to let his spittle splash onto him and casually grabbed one end of the branch. Wang Ming suddenly screamed in pain and fell to the ground holding his ankles.

    "Oh! Sorry, I looked in the wrong direction!" Chen Ang turned the branch, found a piece of cloth, and wrapped it twice on the other end. Wang Ming seemed to have his hands and feet tied up, and his mouth was blocked. He could only whine.  Made a sound.

    The onlookers were originally prepared to teach the little Taoist a lesson for the sake of the proprietor Wang Changluo, but now that they saw this scene, how could they dare?  I could only watch helplessly as Chen Ang walked away and escaped calmly.

    It wasn¡¯t until he left that someone murmured and stammered: ¡°The demon the demon!¡±

    A trusted family member of Wang Changluo placed a shaky salute at Wang Changluo's feet. He didn't care about getting his wages back, so he said to Wang Changluo: "Proprietor, I don't dare to take on this job anymore. Please  The proprietor has mercy and lets me live!" After saying this, he stumbled out of the mountain without waiting for his reply. Wang Changluo managed to cheer up and asked someone to send him his wages as a salute.

    There was a performance in front of the crowd, and it was comfortable and comfortable. Finally, he finally soothed the restless people's hearts.

    At this time, Wang Ming had broken free from the magic spell. He looked at the direction Chen Ang was leaving in fear and shouted to his uncle: "Twig, that branch!" He tried to grab it back, but his uncle still had it.  Dare to let him go up, pull him by the lapel and say: "Good boy, do you want to be defeated by the devil again? Such a demon, it's too late for us to hide from him, do you still want to send him to your door again?"

    "If we don't snatch the branch back, we won't be able to escape him even if we run thousands of miles away." Wang Ming shouted.

    It¡¯s not that they are well-informed, but this magic is really famous. From the royal family to witchcraft, to the common people beating villains, everything has the shadow of this magic. It can be called the most famous and most widespread magic in ancient and modern times.  law, alsoIt is the representative spell of mages, Taoists, and even gods, witches, and witches.  It not only has a long history in the Central Plains, but also has its shadow in Western magic and African voodoo.

    It is actually the most widely used magic in the world.

    Uncle Wang Ming scolded: "He can arrest your soul with just a slap of his hand. If you go over now, who knows what other vicious spells he has. It's better to invite your two uncles Zhou Yang and your uncle Li."  Let¡¯s ask that person for a favor and let the spell go away!¡±

    The young man Wang Ming was just angry for a moment, but now that he came back to his senses, he was so frightened that he just followed his uncle's actions.

    Soon Li Ning reluctantly took Wang Ming and knocked on the door of the wing where Chen Ang lived. At this time, the rash on Wang Ming's face had healed and he could see people, but this also meant that he would be burned by fire next time.  The suffering was about to come. He looked suddenly confused, looked around, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Uncle Li, look at the sky!"

    Li Ning raised his head to look at the sky, and sure enough he saw a Demoiselle-feathered white crane circling in the sky. The crane croaked loudly and landed behind the main hall.

    Chen Ang stood behind the main hall. The big red snake was coiled on the stone slab of the well eaves, hissing at the sky. There was a huge crane standing on the eaves.  It has an iron beak and two claws like copper hooks. It is eight or nine feet high and is picking and combing its feathers.

    In just a moment, Li Ning had arrived with Wang Ming.

    Wang Ming was overjoyed when he saw the white crane on the eaves. He raised his hand and took the sleeve arrow that Li Ning had given him for self-defense and shot at the white crane. Li Ning was unable to stop him and saw the swift sleeve arrow being caught by the white crane.  But this move had angered the feathered crane. It swooped down in the air and slashed towards Li Ning's head with its two claws like copper hooks. If it was caught firmly, it would be a trivial matter to tear the flesh apart.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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