The puja is a means of fellowship between monks.

This is an opportunity for high-ranking monks to make a difference.

Monks who have just come out of retreat and have made a breakthrough in their cultivation will talk about their feelings at the puja. This kind of perception will not involve one's own fundamental path, nor will it involve specific methods and means, so as not to expose one's weaknesses. However, those who are in the higher ranks will tell their views on power, in a subtle way to show their strength.

For low-level monks, this kind of narration is also unattainable.

On the other hand, this is one of the few "candid" exchanges among the ancient cultivators, so some low-level monks will also come over.

For the lower level of the monks, the festival is a good place to form factions.

I don't know how many secret agreements were born at the festival. I don't know how many benefits were delivered at the festival.

Guan Wuji looked at his puja, only to feel the aura of red dust rushing towards his face.

In the past, he was very fond of pujas. When he was at the lower level, he liked to listen to the insights of the senior monks, and when he was the protagonist, he liked to use a high-minded, transcendent mentality to watch the ugliness of many monks on top of his puja, and to experience this state of mind that was high and detached from the red dust.

-- The so-called immortal breaks the cause and effect and transcends the red dust, which probably refers to this state of mind, right?

But this time, when he saw this kind of puja, there was only boredom in his eyes.

He looked at these guys like ants, and the Heaven Splitting Dao Lord Saint Emperor looked at him, was he also like ants?

In the eyes of the Holy Emperor, is he also a part of the rolling red dust. Still sinking in the sea of suffering?

Mahayana period. Compared to the half-step Mahayana. What exactly are the gaps?

Eternal Life and Lasting ...... How difficult is it exactly?

Guan Wuji was distraught.

He had to admit that in the "soul fight", he had completely lost.

At the beginning, he soared into the sky with the momentum of breaking through the barrier, but he was blocked by many Merge Stage monks, which frustrated his momentum. Then, he was overwhelmed by the drastic changes in the world, and his heart was weaker. The mysterious sound of the bell frightened him, and once again frustrated the spirit in his heart.

All at once. Then it declines, and then it is exhausted. His current mind has left a shadow.

And in the past three days, he has continued to hear terrible rumors about the outside world and the legend of the heroic Saint Emperor, and the shadow in his heart is gradually expanding. This further oppressed his spirit.

His martial arts sincerity has a tendency to waver.

If he was sure to escape under the hands of the Holy Emperor on the day he left the customs, now he even had the courage to escape.

――Is it also intentional for the Holy Emperor to delay the meeting by three days......

If Wang Qi knew what this Merge Stage Monk was thinking, he would definitely laugh. Half-step Mahayana, even the true exposition of the year can be suppressed with a backhand. And Zhen Yanzi admitted that the current strength of the Holy Emperor Venerable was still above his heyday. Face this guy. There is no need for the Holy Emperor to engage in any secret soul fighting. This is purely the fact that this monk of the Fusion Period is treating others with himself and scaring himself.

Due to restlessness. He didn't even want to go on with the puja, so he just shook his hands and left.

An infant monk followed him with a flattering face. This one is the head of Wuji Heavenly Sect. In Wuji Heavenly Sect, the "head" is not the one in power, but the one who is in charge of the sect's chores, and his status is not high. Different sects have different rules in this regard. In the eyes of this Yuan Infant Cultivator, Guan Wuji is the hope of the Martial Pole Heavenly Sect to rise again!

"Senior Guan, don't you know, those guys now are really excessive...... A few years ago, someone tried to disturb your retreat, but I pressed you down...... You think, a distraction monk, a half-step Mahayana, a Mahayana monk, that's a world of difference......!

Guan Wuji looked at this leader, and the evil feeling in his heart was even worse. The Martial Extreme Heavenly Sect is a Martial Cultivation Sect, when will it be able to tolerate such waste? He waved his hand and waved the Yuan Infant Cultivator away, and then, he walked into his room.

This room, also built according to the residence he lived in 5,000 years ago, is as it is.

He shook the tea can, and then found out in disappointment that the tea in it was not the Tianjiang Spring Rain that he was used to drinking. He casually threw the teapot away and looked at the corner of the room: "Get out." Your robe is extraordinary, and you can avoid the perception of those wastes, but your own cultivation is really poor. ”

In the darkness in the corner of the room, a black mist suddenly appeared, and then a little light the size of a fingernail appeared in the black mist, as if it were stars. Then, a figure seemed to walk out of the "starry sky". He was dressed in a black robe, and his black hood and visor covered him all.

The man in black knelt on the ground: "Meet the seniors." ”

"The robes are good. Guan Wuji said lightly: "I see your own skills, and your mana is also in the golden pill stage, right? This robe is not your own, and you are not qualified to refine, it should be the elders who borrow you." For the sake of this robe, I didn't kill you. Say what you mean. ”

If it was a high-ranking monk who had infiltrated, he would have already attacked. But it was impossible for a low-ranking monk to pose any threat to him.

"I'm just here to deliver something. The man respectfully offered a box with both hands.

"Oh?" Guan Wuji frowned, "Why don't you give it to me in the open?"

"The Holy Emperor Venerable is able to monitor every move of the entire Linghuang Island. There are very few things that can escape his detection. This robe has been manipulated by the master behind me, and it can be avoided. And the powerful strength of the monks of the Merge Period, and the nature of the mana that is consistent when they first touch the Dharma, can also resist this kind of Shinto-based exploration. ”

The strength of the monks in the merger period is incredible. Most of them have already reached the highest level of distraction practice, initially involving the nature of the oneness of our Dharma. This kind of mana has completely overwhelmed the Shinto power that gathers the power of sentient beings spiritually. It's just that their natural aura is enough to resist the induction of the Holy Emperor.

This is also one of the reasons why the dark room of a certain Tianshulou can exist for a long time during the merger period.

This man in black also showed up because he knew this.

Guan Wuji nodded: "I've heard that the contemporary Heaven Splitting Dao Lord is an immortal god dual cultivator......"

The small box presented by the mysterious man in black: "I'm just a summoner, even if you arrest me to make a name to the emperor, it's useless." In addition, the Holy Emperor Venerable has been manipulating the composition and number of Merge Stage monks, and he will definitely have bad intentions towards you. And the things in this can make you have the strength to fight hard at the last moment. ”

Guan Wuji frowned, and the powerful momentum of the merger period poured out directly. The monk seemed to see the illusion of Kunlun Mountain collapsing and pressing on him, and he fell to the ground at once, almost fainting. Guan Wuji said coldly: "I, a monk of the Merge Period, can't speak for you juniors. ”

"That's not what I meant, it's what the man behind me means......" The man in black struggled, shouting out Mei Sicheng's guess and some of Wang Qi's Shinto theories.

Guan Wuji's face changed a few times.

"If the Heaven Splitting Dao Lord only needs a martial arts combination...... The Emperor Extreme Splitting Heavenly Dao now has a martial arts cultivation combination, and the cultivation is the Heavenly Son Dragon Fist and the True Dragon Emperor Sword...... That's the combination of martial arts cultivation in the plan of the Heaven Splitting Dao Lord......"

When Guan Wuji's face was cloudy, the man in black had already said another sentence: "You'd better pay attention to the disappearance of the monk in the past two days...... The Holy Emperor had a strange attitude towards the population of this island. ”

Guan Wuji took the small box, withdrew his breath, waved his hand, and said, "Get out." Tell you the master behind you, I wrote down this love. ”

The man in black nodded, then suddenly disappeared into space. Guan Wuji's eyes widened. He couldn't see how the mysterious man in black had left.

――Is it the Dharma? Or is it the master behind him?

No matter how you use it, it's a little too scary.

Eventually, though, he was relieved. In this case, the stronger the ally, the better.

He opened the box and saw a folded piece of paper inside. On the paper, a silver ring is pressed. On the ring, there was only a line of incomprehensible incantations, as if it were decoration.

The only thing that seems to be useful in this is the mana that circulates in it.

Guan Wuji's cultivation far exceeds that of Mei Sicheng. He could see at a glance how extraordinary the ring was.

"Awesome...... My Dharma is the same, and my spirit is self-contained......"

"The one who left this mana is a true immortal?"

..............................

In the Falling Dust Sword Palace, the man in black took off his hood and showed a sincere smile, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "Mr. Wang...... I'm doing a good job this time, right?"

Since knowing Wang Qi's true identity and true strength, he has been bold. To be reasonable, even if the second ancestor bullied the master of the game, he would be taught a lesson, but what did he do before?

With the efforts of the three elders, Wang Qi also recruited some low-level monks as errands. Wang Qi knew that this was also a means for the three elders to prevent themselves from being used as cannon fodder to carry out dangerous tasks. However, Wang Qi ignored the thoughts of the three elders. In his mind, there were indeed some things that were more suitable for low-ranking monks to perform.

Wang Qi lent his black robe and asked him to give the ring to Guan Wuji.

Wang Qi waved his hand and asked him to leave on his own. He used the power of the entire Falling Dust Sword Palace to use Qu Tianqi to pull Song Zhongqiao back from Wuji Heavenly Sect just now, and he was also very tired.

After a few moments, he opened his eyes, and his mind rushed to some other terminal of the network.

"Those three guys who have obtained my exercises already have one percent of the knowledge required for the two phases, and with the 'compiler', they should be able to control the most basic power...... right" (To be continued.) )

PS: Once again...... Ask for the comfort of the monthly pass......