Chapter 289 Tian Xin Zhen Jun

Da Yong Dynasty?

Xie Que frowned. He had heard of this dynasty.

But it was unknown how far away from the Great Zhou Dynasty was. Xie Que knew about this power because he had seen it in the scrolls of the Wheel of Revelation.

In the midst of the smoke, the figure was surrounded by stars.

Like the moon surrounded by stars, its power was instantly brought to the peak.

Xie Que's mind flashed the information of this incense master. His name was Tianxin Zhenjun, and he became famous tens of thousands of years ago.

According to the division of power, this place should be the territory of the Southern Hengsha Dharma King.

Xie Que couldn't help but think of the figure of Hengsha Dharma King. His face seemed kind, and his chest and belly were exposed, as compassionate as Buddha.

Unexpectedly, he was the first one to take the initiative to attack him.

If it was said that Tianxin Zhenjun took the initiative to attack him, and there was no Dharma King behind him, Xie Que would never believe it.

After all, the void is vast and boundless. Even such a peak spirit general is just like an ant in it.

Now he can find his position accurately, which means that he must have been instructed by a master.

Xie Que took a deep breath.

It was not because of the power brought by Tianxin Zhenjun, but because he seemed to have underestimated the fight between the Dharma Kings.

He had not yet arrived at the Buddha Kingdom, and someone intercepted him on the way.

That means...

Some people don't even want me to intervene, and those Dharma Kings want to be foolproof.

It also shows that it seems that someone doesn't think highly of that Baotan Buddhist disciple.

Tianxin Zhenjun stepped between the clouds, and vaguely saw a golden sword of wisdom flying through it.

There seemed to be endless angry evil ghosts with green faces and fangs, constantly swallowing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which instantly raised the momentum of Tianxin Zhenjun to the extreme.

The extremely domineering aura occupied the entire void, and even if it was dozens of miles away, Xie Que could feel a sense of majestic power.

Xie Que looked at the evil ghost between the clouds and mist, carefully identified it, and couldn't help but have an answer in his heart.

It seems that this Tianxin Zhenjun is probably a believer of the Southern Heavenly King.

The Heavenly King of Growth is the first heaven of the thirty-three heavens of Buddhism, leading many evil ghosts to protect the south.

According to rumors, the sword of the Heavenly King of Growth can cut off many troubles and increase people's wisdom and good roots.

Across the void, Xie Que looked into the distance.

Since it is the realm of gods, then this Tianxin Zhenjun is probably a saint.

Even if his strength does not reach the level of a god general, it must be not much different.

Perhaps his hard power is not as good as his, but the most troublesome thing about these worshippers is that they are too difficult to deal with.

With almost endless power and thoughts, it is extremely difficult for him to suppress it even if he wants to.

"I have heard of the name of Tianxin Zhenjun for a long time, but I have important things to do now, so I can't stay for long." Xie Que looked at the figure between the clouds.

Tian Xin Zhenjun laughed loudly: "Since the saint came uninvited, if you pass by my Great Yong Dynasty without a cup of tea, I am afraid that the Dharma King will blame me for being rude."

Xie Que also smiled: "Then Zhenjun, please give me a cup of tea, and I will leave after drinking it."

As Xie Que's tone fell lightly, Tian Xin Zhenjun's laughter suddenly stopped.

This seems polite, but it does not give face at all.

Tian Xin Zhenjun's eyes condensed, and the face of the evil ghost in the clouds became more and more ferocious.

He has been famous since ten thousand years ago. Although as a worshiper, his strength can no longer improve.

But in the Great Yong Dynasty, Tian Xin Zhenjun is the one who has the final say.

Even the current emperor and the leaders of the major sects are just puppets under his hands, and they don't even dare to look up at him.

He is used to being a local emperor, but today he was rejected by a kid who was promoted to a saint only half a year ago.

At this point, Tianxin Zhenjun no longer concealed himself, and a green armor slowly emerged from his skin.

A huge ghost face condensed on the Five Buddha Crown, and the red-purple mist instantly covered Xie Que and the other four.

Weiner's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that the incense master would change his face at any time.

His eyelids twitched, and he whispered to Xie Que beside him: "Master, how about we..."

Xie Que smiled calmly and interrupted Weiner: "Since we are in a hurry, there is no reason to stop halfway."

"A good dog doesn't block the road, but a dog that blocks the road should be kicked."

His voice was broad and loud, and it was emitted with vigorous blood and energy, shaking the entire void.

These words were not only for Weiner to hear, but also for Tianxin Zhenjun.

Tian Xin Zhen Jun snorted coldly: "I respect you as a saint, but don't think that you can really become a Buddha's son just because the Red Dragon Dharma King values ​​you."

"There are more than tens of millions of Buddha's sons in the sect, but only seven can really become Buddha's sons."

"How dare you, a young man like you, dare to dare to touch the position of Buddha's son?"

The cold snort was like thunder, which made Wei Na and the other two feel a sense of crisis.

Even the Yin God showed some signs of collapse, and his brain was dizzy, and he immediately sat down on the ground.

Tian Xin Zhen Jun took a step forward: "A guest is a guest. No matter what, come to my humble home for a cup of tea, and let me teach you a lesson on behalf of the Dharma King."

The clouds and mist instantly fell and spread like starlight, enveloping Xie Que and the other four.

Xie Que's eyes flashed with caution, and he began to think in his heart.

A peak spiritual general...

It seems that it is time to test his true combat power!

He smiled lightly: "Tian Xin Zhen Jun is like this, what is the difference between him and the gangsters who force buying and selling in the world?"

"Of course there is." Tianxin Zhenjun looked calm and stretched out his hand to point at the empty space.

"The first sword, cut off desire."

The flying sword of wisdom instantly turned into a stream of light and cut down fiercely.

In a trance, Xie Que felt as if all his desires were cut off.

A strange feeling emerged in Xie Que's heart,

as if even if he was hungry, he didn't want to eat.

He was sleepy, but didn't want to sleep.

Even any physiological needs disappeared completely.

He completely became a great saint with no desires, and even the sense of victory and defeat in his heart receded like a tide.

"This is..." Xie Que had a thought in his mind: "Then, forget it?"

What does it have to do with me about the Red Dragon Dharma King?

Tianxin Zhenjun smiled slightly, and was not surprised to see Xie Que's reaction: "Since the guest has no objection, let's go to my humble home for a cup of tea..."

His figure passed through the clouds and mist, dressed like a quiet and elegant nobleman.

But the white gauze on his body can faintly see the style of a monk's robe, and the tail of the hairpin on his head condenses into a lotus, which involuntarily gives people a feeling of being an elegant Buddhist monk.

Tianxin Zhenjun walked up to Xie Que, looked at Xie Que with lifeless eyes, and smiled.

No matter how strong you are, you will be like this after being hit by his sword.

From then on, all desires turned into floating clouds!

This wisdom sword is the exclusive magical power given to him by the Heavenly King as a saint, which can kill ghosts and gods above and ward off evil spirits below.

It is made of endless thoughts and tens of thousands of pounds of precious metals.

Everything can be cut!

But this sword has a time limit, and it can be recovered in a few blinks of an eye.

However, in these few blinks of an eye, there are many things a Zhenjun can do.

Tianxin Zhenjun stretched out his hand and prepared to take the jade pendant from Xie Que's hand.

He knew that if only this jade pendant was taken away by him, no matter how powerful Xie Que was, he could not reach the Buddha Kingdom.

"Hmm?" Tianxin Zhenjun exerted force suddenly, but found that the jade pendant did not move at all.

"This guy... why is he holding it so tightly?"

He frowned and looked at Xie Que's palm.

Tianxin Zhenjun tried again, even his Dharma body was condensed, but he still could not pull the jade pendant from Xie Que's hand.

He clenched his teeth, knowing that time was almost up, and could not help but summon the Wisdom Sword again:

"Second sword, cut the body!"

The Wisdom Sword came with a bang, and suddenly it had landed on Xie Que's body.

Ding! ~

With a long sound, the Wisdom Sword seemed to strike on a big bell.

The golden halo instantly swallowed the surrounding clouds and mist, and a terrifying high temperature burst out from Xie Que's body.

Countless cracks appeared on the sword body in an instant, and it began to collapse into countless fragments of thoughts.

Tianxin Zhenjun's pupils shrank, and a piercing pain suddenly surged into his heart.

This wisdom sword was condensed by his own Yang Shen, and now...

His Yang Shen...was half melted the moment it came into contact with the other party.

Even his thoughts were half annihilated.

Golden blood and qi ripples filled the void, and the ten-mile radius of the divine domain brought by Tian Xin Zhen Jun was instantly emptied out under the naked eye.

The boundless blood and qi ocean began to evaporate Tian Xin Zhen Jun's thoughts.

"What is this guy...?"

Tian Xin Zhen Jun's thoughts were instantly replenished by the divine domain, but when he thought of his broken wisdom sword, his heart began to bleed.

It took him three thousand years to cultivate the magical power, and condensed the grand thought of the number of three yuan.

Now it was broken...

Moreover, this magical power and wisdom sword belonged to the body outside the body, not to the category of his own thoughts, and even the divine domain could not restore it.

His figure continued to retreat, breaking away from the golden blood and qi ocean that Xie Que exploded.

At the same time, Tian Xin Zhen Jun also had some understanding of Xie Que's strength.

With the strength of his body alone and this strange and unpredictable golden power, he could easily destroy the Wisdom Sword.

His strength was probably no less than those of the Sixth Realm masters.

Crack...

Xie Que gradually regained consciousness. When he raised his hand, a vortex of Qi absorbed all the fragments of the Wisdom Sword into his hand.

Then he put them into his mouth one by one like snacks.

"Tianxin Zhenjun, your strength is indeed extraordinary." Xie Que seemed to sigh as he ate.

"This magical power is so great that even I was accidentally hit."

With their blood surging, Weiner and the other two also came back to their senses from their state of desirelessness.

"Stop!" Tianxin Zhenjun looked at Xie Que and saw that he had begun to eat the fragments of the Wisdom Sword. With a loud shout, his teeth were about to crack.

Although the Wisdom Sword was broken, these strange metals were what he had accidentally obtained in the void for thousands of years.

If he could still take them back, he could save a lot of effort.

But now... this guy had eaten them like snacks.

Let’s not even think about whether this guy can digest it. Tian Xin Zhen Jun is dressed in white robes and has some cleanliness habits.

Just thinking about the precious materials for making swords being eaten by this guy, he felt a chill.

He wanted to eat Xie Que’s flesh and blood alive.

Xie Que was very fast and ate all the fragments in a short time.

He couldn’t help but wonder: “Huh?”

Looking at the six acupoints in his body that were lit up again, he knew that these metals were extraordinary.

You have to know that even if he swallowed a Yang Shen Zhen Jun alive, he might only be able to light up one or two acupoints.

The clouds and mist drooped, and Lord Tianxin saw that all the fragments had been swallowed by Xie Que, so he had no choice but to admit that he was in trouble.

He stared deeply at Xie Que, not daring to despise him like before.

At the same time, he also knew that the saint in front of him was not an empty name, but a person who truly had the ability to compete with the Buddha.

"In that case..."

"I made a mistake."

True Lord Tianxin took a deep breath, even though he had lost his wisdom sword.

However, his strength was too damaged. After all, he had reached the peak of the Five Realms ten thousand years ago.

Among those who worship God, there is already no way forward.

If you want to take a step forward, you can only rely on the mercy of God.

This sword of wisdom or other magic weapons only add color to him.

In other words, he thought that the appearance and effect of this wisdom sword were extremely cool, and he had just refined it.

But even so, True Lord Tianxin did not dare to take action easily.

That golden energy and blood power seemed to have an extremely powerful restraining effect on him.

In it, all Yang Shen thoughts are like turned into fish meat, and can only be slaughtered by it.

"But the Buddha has an order, and I have to respect it!" Tianxin Zhenjun looked extremely cautious, and a huge white ribbon began to fly behind him.

His skin also began to gradually change towards purple-blue color.

In an instant, Lord Tianxin transformed into a Shura, but he was wearing cyan armor and holding a vajra, just like a Buddhist protector.

On the vajra, Tao and principles are constantly intertwined, seeming to be deducing extremely profound Buddhist teachings.

The color of the purple-green mist also gradually becomes darker.

At this time, he showed all his strength.

It is also the condensed god-given dharma body, Vilutuoka!

Countless hungry ghosts, as well as the dove-pan tea ghosts that looked like winter melons, began to climb through the mist.

"Please give me a fight, Saint!" At this time, Saint Tianxin had corrected his attitude and planned to fight with all his strength.

Even if you fail, the people behind you can't say anything about you.

After all, he lost his Huijian, and his frontal strength was not as good as the opponent's.

Even if it is broken, it is inevitable.

The next moment, a golden lotus flower swayed from the vajra, carrying the blazing Buddha fire, which actually ignited the entire void.

"The good roots are burned out and the evil soul is revealed!"

After the endless Buddha fire was ignited, it actually began to be poured into the vajra.

The power of the vajra increased greatly in an instant. This treasure gifted by the gods was actually going to be sublimated to the extreme, thus reviving into a complete body!

Xie Que's Bodhicitta eyes can see that this vajra is not a physical object, but seems to be the projection of a certain treasure in the lower realm.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart as I couldn't be eaten by myself.

Suddenly, Xie Que struck out with a palm, which actually pushed away all the Buddha's fire in the virtual space and took it straight to the vajra.

"Drink the light and see the darkness!"

A Kasyapa Seal absorbs all the Buddha's fire into it.

But the next moment, a black crack appeared from beside True Lord Tianxin.

A few drops of green water dripped from a tender green willow branch.

All Buddha fires were extinguished instantly.

Even the huge dharma body transformed by True Monarch Tianxin was suppressed.

At the end of the willow branch is a white palm.

A young man in a green shirt stepped out. He looked at Xie Que with a smile.

"Sorry, I'm late..."

Xie Que could tell at a glance that this was the strongest incense master under the Red Dragon King.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva’s holy traveler, Bihai Boy!

The one who came to give congratulatory gifts on my wedding day.

But now that he's here, Xie Que's mouth twitches.

Is this guy here to steal someone's head? (End of chapter)