Chapter 835

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Every tinkling sound came from Luochuan's Tianmen Xuanshen when he passed a Dharma gate. In a twinkling, the copper coins trembled more than 300 times, but more than 300 Dharma gates were explored by Luochuan.

Three or five moments later, Luo Chuan had surveyed nearly two thousand dharmas. Those esoteric and incomprehensible dharmas were first excluded by Luo Chuan. Then, some dharmas that seemed unable to crack the Dragon Seal Dharma mask were also excluded by Luo Chuan.

Youyou Taoism is full of transcendent methods under the heaven, and only youyou messengers with heaven and earth copper coins can practice. Naturally, it is not so easy to understand, and most of them don't know what it means at a glance.

Ding Ding... Huntian copper coins echoed endlessly. Luo Chuan swept more than 7000 dharmas, but still couldn't find a simple one.

"Well, it's better to find a suitable one and practice it first."

Luo Chuan thought to himself that the mysterious God of Tianmen was about to look back, but at this time, a magic door named "youyou waste treasure record" appeared not far from the front.

"Eh?"

Luo Chuan was surprised that the mysterious God of Tianmen penetrated into this dharma, but he saw that there were no obscure and profound words in the Dharma, just two simple words.

"Every magic weapon in the world has its price. Valuable treasures are useless treasures... Interesting."

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed, and the mysterious God of Tianmen also stopped in this dharma gate.

"Waste" in the name of the law does not mean to abolish, but refers to waste.

Priceless treasure is the real baby. Once there is a price, it will no longer be a baby. The definition of magic weapons in this magic door is ridiculously high. 99% of the magic weapons in the world have their price. According to the above statement, they have become waste.

"This may be a quick fix."

Luo Chuan read it twice again and realized something. He no longer hesitated. The mysterious God of Tianmen summoned all his strength and swept through the Dharma door word by word.

As time goes by, one day, two days, three days... Even the simplest method of wandering is not something that a non wandering person can really grasp and understand with a few eyes. What's more, Luo Chuan's selected "youyou waste treasure record" is not the simplest way to control treasure.

Five days later, Luo Chuan woke up from the calm state. Monton's blurred eyes were released and clear little by little. Shenhua overflowed from the bottom of his eyes and broke through the fog in his eyes.

"Among the magic weapons in the world, those with price and spirit account for more than 99% of the third grade."

"If there is a spirit, it will be lured by profit, and if there is a price, it will be comparable."

"Under the way of heaven, there are many different thoughts among the spirits, and the magic weapon also has a state of mind. If it is valued, it will break its state of mind and become a waste treasure, which can be collected."

With these three words, Luo Chuan's eyes brightened.

The root of youyou waste treasure record lies in these three sentences. Although this dharma, together with these last three sentences, seems very absurd, it can be used naturally since it is recorded in the huntian copper coin and is also a Taoist method of youyou.

These three sentences mean that most of the magic weapons above the three products in the world have spirituality and can be evaluated. If you have spirituality, you will have mind and state of mind, and magic weapons also have state of mind. Just break the state of mind of magic weapons, you can make magic weapons become useless and then accept them.

In other words, after cultivating this magic door, once you encounter an opponent who uses magic weapons to attack, you can ignore the opponent and use the magic weapon state of mind to directly deal with the magic weapons and break them.

This principle of breaking the magic weapon, not to mention Luo Chuan, anyone will feel incredible after listening to it.

But in just five days, Luo Chuan has built it, only the last one.

"Dad, let me break your magic weapon for the time being."

Luo Chuan's eyes flashed a black and a white, and the time magic river around his body became shorter and smaller, and finally condensed into a bead of water, which was included in Luo Chuan's eyebrows.

Time spent six days in the magic River, but in reality, it was far from so long, not even half a day.

Luo Chuan opened his eyes. At first glance, he looked at the entrance of the black pool under the waterfall, and his heart beat faster.

There was no one there. Dad, the five wandering messengers, the monks of the demon sect palace and the emperors were not present. What Luo Chuan saw was a desolate and miserable ruins. The waterfall was broken into thirteen sections and flowed to different places. Broken boulders exposed sharp teeth and grew into the sky.

In the pool at the bottom of the waterfall, there were more than ten corpses floating, of which only three were bleeding, and the rest were intact. Except for the poor blood color, they looked as if they were asleep.

As for the three bloody bodies, their blood had already flowed clean, leaving only an empty body with soft muscles, like three human skin pockets.

Blood stained the bottom of the waterfall pool, strange bodies and broken rocks, all of which made Luochuan's heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

Of the thirteen bodies, there was no father's.

Luo Chuan felt a little at ease. The Tianmen Dharma spread in an instant and swam in all directions.

Soon Luo Chuan found the breath of everyone in the southeast.

With Hongmeng giant wood as the center, thirty miles to the southeast, there is a marsh mountain Baigu cave.

Under the wind erosion of thousands of years, the strange long and huge white bones have accumulated and gathered into a white bone mountain cave up to 500 feet high. Under the Baigu Mountain Grottoes, biogas transpiration turns into strands, dense and rising upward.

Today, however, methane is blocked by clouds in mid air.

On the cloud seat stood a powerful monk with profound breath, including the leader of demon sect palace Mo, the emperor of floating life, the emperor of white dragon, the emperor of Western Heaven, and five wandering messengers.

But what is different from the beginning is that one of the five wandering messengers broke his right arm, and the fracture sent out black gas. The meat arm seemed to be repairing and growing, but it was blocked by a strange and overbearing force, which would be difficult to grow well for a while and a half.

Another man was pale and sat in the cloud seat. His feet were broken from his ankles. His calm face showed pain and hatred from time to time.

Although the other three were intact, except for the elderly leader, the other two were injured to varying degrees, and their already pale faces became more and more white.

"With one enemy against five, he can stand still. He has seriously injured two people and slightly injured two people... No wonder youYou Yimai wants to send so many people to chase and kill him."

The White Dragon Emperor sighed with strange Yin and Yang. His voice was not high or low, but he could be heard by everyone.

Although the five people have no expression on their faces and are more indifferent than one, they really don't eat the transcendent existence of fireworks among people, the city government can still capture the embarrassment and shame between the eyebrows of the five youyou messengers, such as the White Dragon Emperor, the West heavenly Bodhisattva and the Mo sect leader.

"Hehe, what Taoist Bai Long said is bad. This wandering traitor obviously stole some inheritance or treasure of the wandering master. He was so powerful. Otherwise, commander bochi would be so cautious."

The triangular eyes of the Mo sect leader narrowed slightly, and his eyes wandered between the old youyou commander and the White Dragon Emperor, with a slight rise in the corners of his mouth.

Commander bochi's eyes softened a little. Maybe he stayed with the people for a long time and lost some sense of caution, or he felt a little better about the Mexican leader. Commander bochi pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yes, the traitor surnamed Luo stole a kung fu. Of course, it's a Kung Fu that can only be practiced by us. It's funny that he doesn't know it and can't be practiced."

Traitor surnamed Luo!

Commander bochi's voice fell, and the faces of all the people present changed, shocked.

Previously, most of them were still wondering why the chased wandering messenger suddenly appeared and took action to save the Tianluo demon king. They guessed one after another and thought about many possibilities, but they ruled them out one by one.

The name of the chased youyou messenger is also Luo. Both of them are Luo. The relationship between them is clear at a glance.

What really shocked the strong people present was that youyou was born with a solitary evil spirit and could not retain blood descendants. This is not a secret for the monks in the nine heaven world.

Luo youyou messenger and Tianluo demon king broke this iron law.

The color of complexity flashed in the eyes of the White Dragon Emperor. He had guessed that brother Luo could have a wandering messenger as the backstage. He was naturally happy to see his success, but who wants the wind to turn suddenly, Luo Chuan's father turned into a traitor in the wandering vein.

After a death battle belonging to the wandering people, although the father Luo seriously injured many people, he himself was seriously injured and retreated to the white bone cave. At present, he is practicing the wandering Taoism and making the last stubborn resistance.

However, anyone with a clear eye can see that the leader of bochi is waiting for work with ease. After joining hands with the demon cult palace, he has an absolute advantage in the number of people. The father of Luo has become a turtle in a jar, and his defeat is only a matter of time.

"Brother Luo, don't blame me... Who told your father to do something bad, and you have to be a traitor for wandering."

The White Dragon Emperor sighed in his heart that although he greatly appreciated Luo Chuan, as an ambitious hero, he naturally knew how to choose.

"It turned out that the traitor who wandered around was the father of the Tianluo demon king who ranked first in the wanted list of our demon cult palace. He is worthy of being a father and son. He is a virtue."

The Mo sect leader sneered and glanced aside at the silent white Dragon Emperor and the West Tian Bohou, with a touch of pride in his eyes.

Earlier, in order to deal with Guangtian Pusheng, he did not hesitate to invite the two strongest men with a lot of money, but one of them was arrogant by nature and the other was deep in the city, so they could not really be used by him.

Fortunately, a wandering traitor appeared, which led to the mysterious wandering in the legend, and an unfathomable wandering commander.

If he makes friends with the leader of Youyou, does he still need to be humble with the White Dragon Emperor and the West Tian Bohou?

At least in today's ancient battlefield, he, the Lord of the demon cult palace, will become a real winner.

Looking at the master of Bai Yuan's angry sea, a trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the master triangle of the Mo cult.

The mysterious emperor on the nine day emperor list is said to be a powerful existence that even saints can't trap. At least he lost this game. Who told the White Dragon Emperor to stand on the side of the Roche father and son!

Thinking of this, the Mexican leader became more and more proud.