Chapter 553: "Cutting Three Corpses" Dafa is out!

Yang Sanyang had a headache at this time, Demon Ancestor Lai refused to come out in the Four Swords of Zhuxian, what could he do?

There are the four swords of the Demon Ancestor who live in Zhuxian, he doesn't dare to use them at will, if the Demon Ancestor suddenly erupts at a critical moment, if it is broken, the matter is small, and his life is big.

The Demon Ancestor has now made up his mind to be a scoundrel to the end, and wants to boil Yang Sanyang to death, what should Yang Sanyang do?

What could he do?

He's also helpless!

"Is there a way for the fairy to teach me now?" Yang Sanyang stared at the four swords of the immortal in front of him, and his words were full of helpless sighs.

"The true spirit of the Demon Ancestor is placed in it, unless he himself is willing to ignite the true spirit in it, who can force it out?" The words of the Taiyin Fairy were still cold: "However, the four swords of the Immortal are ominous, and if the killing is too heavy, it may hurt the heavens and the peace." If you are willing, it is better to destroy it, and you can also severely damage a wisp of the true spirit of the Demon Ancestor, which can be regarded as the best of both worlds. ”

"This is an innate treasure, it contains an innate divine forbidden, don't say it's me, even a saint can't destroy it!" Yang Sanyang's words were full of far-fetchedness, and his voice was full of reluctance.

What could he do?

Count your own treasures, Taiji Tu and Jade Ruyi, or more defensive and functional magic weapons. Only the four swords of Zhuxian are the real weapons of great killing, and the way of the main killing is a rare treasure.

The Taiyin Fairy stopped saying anything when she heard this, Yang Sanyang was reluctant to punish the four swords of the immortals, what could she do?

In fact, if she were herself, she was afraid that she would not be willing to kill the treasure like this.

This treasure is more than a step stronger than the Divine Killer Spear!

Although the god-killing spear is the main killing avenue, it does not have the innate divine prohibition contained in it, and it cannot be compared with the four swords of Zhuxian at all.

"Demon Ancestor, you come out, let's have a good discussion, if there are any conditions, you can open it, if I can help you do it, I will never refuse" Yang Sanyang put down the wine jug and whispered to the four swords of the Immortal in front of him.

Without responding to Yang Sanyang's words, the four swords of Zhuxian were silent, as if there was no Demon Ancestor True Spirit at all.

Who understands the grievances of the Demon Ancestor?

His own innate treasure to destroy the world, but he was actually refined, not to mention, he is not the first master?

Besides, he claims to be the master of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demons, and can see through the hearts of the people in the world, but he was deceived by the self-delaying immortal sword with such a bad strategy, how do you tell him to see people?

Yang Sanyang tried his best to speak, his mouth was dry, and he constantly persuaded the Demon Ancestor around the Four Swords of Zhuxian, but the Demon Ancestor did not react, and only regarded it as a deaf ear and let it nag.

"Demon Ancestor, the four swords of Zhuxian are your body, if you are in a hurry, it is a big deal, master, I will seal the four swords of Zhuxian forever and suppress them under Kunlun Mountain, so that you will never be able to turn over!" Yang Sanyang scolded at the four swords of Zhuxian.

"Hehe, Ancestor, a part of my true spirit is fused with the Twelve Rank Black Lotus, even if you seal the Four Swords of the Immortals, what can you do? Although this treasure is my true body, my true body is not this treasure. That twelve-rank black lotus is also my true body!" The Demon Ancestor's mocking words came out from the four swords of the Immortal, and the angry Yang Sanyang had a red face, but he didn't know what to do.

"I have limited time now, and I only have Huiyuan time to try my best to resolve the calamity in my body, but I don't have time to grind here with the Demon Ancestor, so I don't talk about delaying time, but I am doing useless work, it is better to find a way to resolve the calamity!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed in his heart.

The Demon Ancestor wants to survive himself in a Hui Yuan, and then inherit his own Four Swords of Zhu Xian, as long as he can survive the catastrophe in front of him, he can make all the plans of the Demon Ancestor come to naught.

Just as he was groaning in his heart, suddenly a qi machine churned in his chest, and an infinite qi machine rose in the chest of the Taiqing Faxiang in the fixed realm, and then the bright glow burst out, illuminating the infinite fixed realm void, and even illuminating the void world behind it.

The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus. Infinite nectar sprinkled out of thin air, all watered in the fixed realm, only to see that at this time, the countless leaves of Amitabha who turned into willow branches opened one after another, frantically devouring the nectar in the sky, and then the innate willow branch seedlings actually grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a hugging thickness, a few feet thick, and even turned into a weeping willow that plunged into the sky, covering the void of the fixed realm within a radius of thousands of miles.

In that void, brand-new willow branches spread out, and the infinite artistic conception flowed on them, and there were endless qi bursts out, and the power of innate divine texts, laws, and space fluctuated endlessly.

At this time, the infinite nectar was like a downpour, constantly moistening the fixed void and moistening the innate willow tree. I saw that there were 3,000 auxiliary branches derived from the main trunk of the willow tree, and the ripples of the laws of space on the 3,000 auxiliary branches flowed, and there was an innate space avenue brewing on it, and then each auxiliary branch had 3,000 branches, and there were infinite branches and leaves on the 3,000 branches.

Looking at it from a distance, I saw that the willow branches had been shrouded in divine light, and completely turned into a bright divine light, and the infinite innate divine text in the divine light flowed, which was a congenital divine light composed entirely of innate divine text.

Then the divine light distorted and transformed, turning into a young monk in white, all the visions in the sky were all converging, and Amitabha had a little more ethereal flavor out of thin air, and seemed to be integrated with the infinite universe.

He is the Endless Void, and the Endless Void is Him.

Nirvana complete!

With the help of nectar, the willow branches have completed the road that takes tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, in just a few breaths.

The next moment, Amitabha's body was distorted, turning into a yellow Zhongli, standing in the void realm, and was about to absorb the nectar in the sky, but at this time, the nectar in the sky had come to an abrupt end.

"Great goodness!" The Taiqing sage suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of divine light appeared in his eyes, and a bright glow continued to flow on his chest: "The great law of the sage has been proven, and there is no need to be afraid." ”

The next moment, I saw the Taiqing Sage flick his fingers, and the infinite glow on his chest suddenly turned into colorful silk and flew out, crossing the void and realm, and directly submerged into Yang Sanyang's primordial spirit.

Endless information, accompanied by the sound of the mighty sky, turned over the river and the sea in Yang Sanyang's primordial spirit, constantly roaring and boiling.

"Definitely!"

At the critical moment, Yang Sanyang's heart moved, and the Taiji Diagram suppressed all things, fixed the waves in the Yuan Shen, and fixed the infinite information.

Then, time froze, and Yang Sanyang fell into silence completely.

One-year, two-year, three-year ......

In the blink of an eye, five thousand years have passed, and Yang Sanyang is completely immersed in the mystery of the infinite heavenly dao, unable to extricate himself.

The peach blossom forest in the back mountain is dead and silent, only a faint fragrance is fragrant, occasionally there are peach blossoms falling, when it is three feet away from Yang Sanyang, I saw a hairpin on his head flashing a divine light, blowing away the peach blossoms.

On this day, I saw Yang Sanyang slowly open his eyes, and there was a touch of disbelief in his eyes: "It's actually this supreme Fa-rectification!"

Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of disbelief, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes: "The Dafa of "Cutting Three Corpses"!"

Cut off three corpses, go to troubles, see the true self, and be true with the Tao. This is the avenue of the sage, cutting the extreme good, the extremely evil, and the self-grasping, you can be true with the Tao, and get a glimpse of the wonderful method of mixed elements.

"Behead three corpses...... It's just that this method needs to be comprehended in the Great Luo Wonderful Realm, and even if I make this method, I can't cultivate it!" Yang Sanyang, who was excited, suddenly calmed down, and his eyes showed a touch of confusion.

Yes, I am only in the Golden Immortal Realm now, and I am still 108,000 miles away from the Great Luo True God, even if I have the correct method of beheading three corpses, I can't cultivate.

If you can't cultivate, you can't get rid of this calamity, won't it still be a dead end when the time comes?

Still a dead end?

What could he do?

He's also helpless!

"Lang Jun seems to have figured out a way to crack it, and then what difficulties did he encounter?" the gentle words of the Taiyin Fairy sounded in his ears.

"There is indeed a way to break the robbery, but it still needs to be carefully discussed, and then after some deliberation, a decision will be made!" Yang Sanyang's words revealed a touch of solemnity: "Bother the goddess to protect the Dharma for me!"

After speaking, Yang Sanyang sank into the state of concentration again, but saw that Amitabha had turned into an innate sycamore tree and was preparing for a new nirvana.

On the one hand, Shangqing and Taiqing Faxiang stood in the void at this time, and their respective Faxiang sat there solemnly.

As if sensing Yang Sanyang's distress, Taiqing Faxiang suddenly smiled lightly: "The three corpses have come out, as long as Daoyou beheads the evil corpses, all the calamities can be resolved, why bother?"

Yang Sanyang shook his head and was about to speak, but when he heard Shangqing Faxiang, he suddenly smiled: "Are Daoyou worried about the fact that you can't cultivate the Fa of beheading the three corpses?"

Yang Sanyang nodded again and again, at this time, he also felt that his own law could not be viewed with common sense, and he would never dare to slack off in the slightest, so he hurriedly said: "Please also ask Your Excellency to teach me!"

"Hahaha!ha!" But he heard Shangqing Fa Xiang smile lightly: "This matter is easy, it's not worth mentioning." Daoist friends want to cultivate this Dafa of slaying three corpses, but it is not difficult. ”

"Please also ask Daoyou to teach me!" Yang Sanyang hurriedly said.

"I am you, you are me. I have the realm of saints, it makes no sense that you don't!" Shangqing Fa Xiang smiled lightly: "As long as the Daoist friends are in harmony with me, there will naturally be a holy Dao realm." When the time comes, Daoist friends can just cut me out as your evil corpse. With my assistance, it is not difficult for you to behead the corpse. ”

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard this, and his brain was a little short-circuited for a while, and he couldn't figure out the trick. If it is a corpse, will the Shangqing Saint be his own evil corpse Daluo True God, or a Mixed Yuan Saint?

Cutting the corpse is the Great Luo Wonderland, when the time comes, will his evil corpse be promoted to a saint, or will the Shangqing Saint be demoted to a Great Luo True Immortal by beheading the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit?

seemed to feel Yang Sanyang's doubts, but saw the Shangqing sage smile: "Now my holy path is just an empty shell, it is better to seal myself and go with my fellow Daoists." It is also a good thing to turn into an evil corpse, be reborn from death, and truly come to this world and feel the laws of this world. With Amitabha's protection, you don't need to worry too much about everything. ”

Yang Sanyang seems to understand a little, but now that he has a choice?