Chapter 69

Across the distant dark void, Cheng Hao and the mysterious beast look at each other. For a moment, the whole hell seems to be silent.

I don't know how long later, Cheng Hao closed his eyes, his body was in a flash, jumped into the high air, and rose towards the boundless air. His body gradually disappeared in the endless wind.

Until Cheng Hao's spirit completely disappeared. In the rippling space, the mysterious nine didn't look like a strange beast. He turned and looked up, and the voice sounded slowly like thunder.

"Why not keep him?"

At the moment when the thunderous voice of the beast fell, he was dressed in a cassock, partial to his right shoulder, holding the lotus in his left hand and fearless in the right hand. Sitting on the lotus platform, the bareheaded monk appeared from nothingness.

With his appearance, the originally lifeless hell suddenly seems to have come to life. Countless numb and inanimate ghosts kneel down on the ground in unison, and constantly kneel down to worship, contributing to their religious belief.

"The Lord of Mount Tai is dead, and the hell is under the control of the poor monk. There is no need to make extra troubles."

This bald monk's face is merciful and merciful. When talking about the prince of Mount Tai, his face also shows a trace of sadness.

"Hell is not empty. I will never become a Buddha. The dispute with the prince of Mount Tai is a dispute about the demonstration of Tao. There is no room for any retreat. Now that the road ahead is open, why should there be any unnecessary cause and effect? "

"You know, those emperors in the heaven are not easy to provoke

Speaking of several emperors of that day, the actual controller of hell also showed a look of fear.

"Well, although I can recognize all things in the world, and I'm especially good at listening to people's hearts, I can't see through the origin of the man just now. It's better not to provoke or not to provoke him. No one knows who is standing behind him."

The nine didn't nod like a divine beast, and then sighed with some pity. The sound of thunder continued to ring.

"It's just a pity that the three color cross shore flower has been cultivated for so many years. Among all the flowers, only it has the most hope to grow into a seven color flower."

"It's OK. It's just a supplementary item. It's important to spend more time. If you lose something, you don't have to regret it."

With a smile, the bald monk patted on the head of the mythical beast, and then the space rippled. In the sound of talking and laughing, their bodies gradually disappeared and disappeared into the unknown void.

With the disappearance of these two mysterious beings, hell, which was still in a frenzy, regained its calm again. The dense ghosts stood up again and walked vaguely along the huangquan road towards the distant place...

...

in Zhou Ze's bookstore, Cheng Hao and others were sitting around a square table, eating the food that Xu Qinglang had brought up, and whining in vain Is careful to wait on the side, tea and water, appears to be very attentive.

All of a sudden, there was a hot and dry wind blowing in the bookstore. After circling in the air, it went directly into Cheng Hao's eyebrows.

With the wind blowing away, Cheng Hao put down his chopsticks, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment. After a while, he opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and carefully observed the three color flower marks on the palm of his hand.

This mark, imprinted on his spirit, can also be seen on the body. Unless his spirit is completely annihilated, this mark can not be eliminated. This is the sacrificial magic power that the young man used to break the samsara, which is very difficult to crack.

"Take me back... I want to see my sister again!"

As soon as the idea gets close to the mark of the flower on the other side, Cheng Hao's mind will be filled with this murmur, which is the obsession left by the young man's complete fall. As long as this obsession is not completed, the voice will never disappear.

With a slight frown, Cheng Hao slowly raised his right hand and gently pressed against the void of the bookstore.

When the power of the spirit disperses, there is no need for any seal or even incantation. A whirlpool of red, white and black soul suddenly appears in the void. In this whirlpool, a three color other shore flower blooms quickly, waving its delicate petals, and seems to be dancing in the wind.

But Cheng Hao looks serious. In his perception, the vitality between heaven and earth is quickly attracted by the swaying petals of flowers on the other side. After only a few breaths, the vitality between heaven and earth is strong enough to be visible to the naked eye. The yuan Qi emitting colorful light, like a huge column of gas, fills the whole study.

Looking at this posture, it seems that the vitality of heaven and earth within a hundred miles is attracted by it.

Just when Cheng Hao was worried about the destruction of the bookstore due to the excess of the vitality of heaven and earth, the petals that had been rocking suddenly stopped suddenly. Dozens of black holes appeared on the three petals, sending out a terrible swallowing power. The essence of heaven and earth vitality was swallowed up in a few breaths.

Come on!

I don't know if it's an illusion. Cheng Hao feels a little satisfaction from the other side of the flower, and even vaguely feels that the other side is burping.With his right hand raised again, Cheng Hao gently grasps the flower on the other side, which seems to have to swing its petals again and swallow up the vitality of heaven and earth.

Poof!

The sound of the bubble burst. At the moment of Cheng Hao's five fingers holding, the whirlpool of the soul, which had been spinning, disappeared in an instant, and the three colors of the other shore flower rooted in it also disappeared, and once again turned into a mark and was branded on the palm of his hand.

As the mark of the other shore flower reappears in the palm of his hand, Cheng Hao suddenly feels a flood of heaven and earth's vitality pouring into his body, like a rolling river into the golden blood gas, which makes his Qi and blood, which is like a column of mercury, seem to be more powerful.

However, there seems to be too much of this long stream of heaven and earth vitality. Although most of them are integrated into the Qi and blood, some still escape, and they do not enter Cheng Hao's lower abdomen Dan Tian and pour into the golden light grains.

In Cheng Hao's surprise perception, the golden light grain, which was hard to grow because of lack of cultivation skills, grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of the majestic heaven and earth. When this power was finally fully digested, the golden light grain, which was the size of peanuts, was surprisingly the size of an egg.

"Ha ha, developed, now developed!"

With the mark of the other shore flower, even if he didn't practice the skills, he could improve his divine power in the elixir field. The pleasure of such strength can be improved quickly, which makes him feel comfortable!

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