I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The underground palace, in Bai Donglin's house.

Bai Donglin and the little monk Mingjing sat cross-legged opposite each other. The two of them smiled and spoke the verses of Buddhist scriptures from time to time.

Not far away, the big fat man Pang Chuan was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. Xiao Zi and the four flower spirits were running around in the yard, laughing and playing. The picture was harmonious. Xanadu.

"Buddha Amitabha, I didn't expect that in addition to being extremely powerful, the donor Bai is also so profound in Buddhism, which is inferior to a little monk."

Mingjing folded his hands together, and his eyes showed admiration. This benefactor Bai did not know how to cultivate. In addition to his high strength, Buddhism was also unfathomable.

"The little master's words are serious. When discussing the Dharma with the little master, Bai also benefited a lot." Bai Donglin folded his hands in return.

Xiuxian asked, "Falun Gong's wealth and land" refers to fellow Daoists who can sit and talk about Taoism.

"Did the little master persuade Zhou Zheng again today?"

Zhou Zheng is the person in charge of the stronghold here. Mingjing doesn't want everyone to go to the Moon Falling Pit to die. During this time, he persuaded Zhou Zheng from time to time to change his mind.

"Xiao Seng really went to see Patron Zhou, but unfortunately, Patron Zhou's attitude has been loosened some time ago. Xiao Seng thought that he could change his mind, but today he changed his mind again for some reason and has made up his mind."

"Amitabha!"

Ming Jing has a helpless look on his face, he has done his best, people are unpredictable, and he can't control it.

"Little master, people are greedy. As long as greed arises, it is difficult to extinguish it."

"Also, since you will persuade Zhou Zheng, of course there will be someone to make him ignite greed."

Bai Donglin's tone was flat, his eyes were meaningful, and then he said:

"Master, let's wait for a few days, things may turn around."

If his calculations are not wrong, the ancient world will probably undergo a great change that has never been seen since ancient times, and these small things will become trivial matters.

"Amitabha, I hope so."

"Hahaha, big brother! Big brother! Look at me!"

The small purple root system is pierced into the ground, the purple jade vines are straight and straight, like a steel pipe, and the four flower spirits are like dancing girls, holding the vines and scratching their heads and making gestures, and their movements are clumsy.

What about pole dancing?

Bai Donglin's mind was completely dissipated, and the blue veins burst out on his forehead. This Xiao Zi seemed to want to disgrace his old face, and roared loudly:

"Nonsense! Come over here!"

...

Legend has it that before the incomparably long years ago, the ancient world of Mingyu was not called the ancient world of Mingyu. As for what it was called, it was impossible to know what it was called. It was only known that it was an extremely chaotic and dark era.

Ten peerless beasts that were born from nowhere are chaotic between the world. The beasts are bloodthirsty and murderous. All beings in the ancient world are deeply harmed by them. kill.

Heaven and earth are disordered, and the common people are weeping.

Finally, a baby boy named Mingyu was born, bringing dawn to the chaotic and dark ancient world.

Emperor Mingyu travels through the sky and latitudes, with immeasurable magical powers, vowing to kill ten murderers, and give birth to a bright world!

It is a pity that the ten evils are immortal and immortal, and those who are killed do not die, but coexist with heaven and earth.

"I Mingyu, God, I am willing to sacrifice everything to completely seal the ten murderers!"

Boom!

Heaven and earth shook, and God felt it. It descended the boundless sea of ​​thunder, which gathered together and turned into a pen of thunder. Emperor Mingyu used the blood of the whole body as ink, and used the pen of thunder to inscribe the boundless regions of the ten directions.

With the head, limbs, and five internal organs as the eyes, the ten murderers were completely banned in the ten directions, and the dark age of the ancient world was ended with one's own power.

All beings in heaven and earth are grateful for the supreme merits of Emperor Mingyu, and since then this world has been called the ancient world of Mingyu.

...

In the depths of the homeless burial area,

in a strange space.

Five dark and twisted blurred human figures, sitting cross-legged, each split a piece of soul, blending with each other.

"Morra, He has been completely restrained now, can we do it now?"

The vague figure named Moro did not answer, but instead asked:

"How far is it?"

"Now there are more than 127 million, and there are still nearly two million."

"Humph! You are too cautious, otherwise you won't waste so much time."

"Enough! If it wasn't for quick success, how could it kill Dao Kuang and the others?"

"Kill two and let one go, this is the rule, otherwise we can get to this point?"

Moro remained silent, letting them finish their argument, and then asked:

"Where is Jian Chi now?"

"Sword Cliff."

"Keep an eye on it, only the Xiantian Tribulation Extermination Sword can use the Quiet Extermination Demon Sword, and the sword is not allowed to fail."

After Moruo finished speaking, everyone fell silent, and the strange space fell silent for a while.

"Amitabha, let's do it."

"good!"

The strange space rolled for a while, and the four blurred figures turned into black dots and disappeared, leaving only Mo Luo sitting cross-legged.

The burial area is very deep underground.

In a huge underground blood sea, a huge head floats up and down in the filthy blood sea. The male head looks extremely alive, and his face is majestic and inviolable, as if he was just asleep.

One after another golden mysterious inscriptions are intertwined to form countless huge golden chains, with the eyebrows of the huge head as the core, spreading out in all directions. The huge formation shrouded the entire No Return Burial Domain.

The golden chain, which was originally bright and sturdy, was entangled with traces of dirty blood for some reason.

The space was rippling, and a pitch-black figure appeared out of thin air above the huge head, dressed in a black robe, and his face was hidden in the hood, which was blurred.

"Hehe, Emperor Mingyu?"

Hei Ying let out a meaningful laugh, took out a pitch-black jade bottle, removed the cork, and poured the pitch-black liquid in the bottle between the brows of his head.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The golden chains trembled wildly, slowly turning into a pitch-black color from the center of the eyebrows. This change spreads out slowly and firmly.

"More than 20 million years, Mingyu, 20 million years, we have spent countless Qianyuan Tianjiao flesh and blood, and now we finally can't hold on? The poison of fate and fate is really powerful! Jie Jie Jie !"

The same scene happened at the same time in the other nine absolute regions, the core of the ten evil seals.

Between the heavens and the earth, an inexplicable change is taking place, all the ancient world beings exude a chill from the depths of their souls, and many people suddenly feel sadness from their hearts, falling to the ground and crying!

In a holy place for cultivation, the vast immortal mountain towered into the clouds, an old man in white robe sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, his calm and peaceful face suddenly changed, his eyes were opened, and golden light overflowed.

"not good!"

Sacrifice a golden compass, frantically grasp the magic formula with one hand, and calculate the secret.

puff!

The old man spat out a large mouthful of blood, and a large amount of blood flowed out of his eyes, but the old man seemed to have not heard it, and did not stop calculating, and cast the spell with all his strength, and a huge golden compass appeared behind him.

Click!

A huge crack runs through the entire compass, and the old man finally stopped calculating, his face was pale, his eyes were blind, and his breath was sluggish.

"Tribulation! Heaven and earth catastrophe! My ancient world is in danger!"

The practitioners in the entire ancient world suddenly felt that the world had changed, and an inexplicable aura enveloped everyone, as if there was a will that was eagerly urging many cultivators.

The higher the cultivator, the more obvious it is. Fa Xiang, Dong Xu, and even Gui Da Neng, all got up and looked at the extreme regions of the ten directions.

Crisis comes from the absolute domain!

Many Bogu Tong Jin people have changed their complexion greatly. Jueyu is the ten murderers of the dark and chaotic era.

It just feels that the whole world is urging them to go to the ten directions. As long as the will resists a little, the sky will immediately be covered with dark clouds, and the purple thunder will shine, and it will be a thunder penalty!

Countless monks looked terrified, only to feel that the world had become so unfamiliar.

Gui Da Neng of many major forces has a solemn expression, they feel much more than those of the younger generation, and the will of heaven and earth goes straight to the depths of their souls.

Go to the Absolute Territory of the Ten Directions and stop the ten murderers from being born!

Countless ideas went deep into the void, collided and communicated with each other, and heatedly discussed what should be done.

"This must be done by Qianyuanjie!"

"The ten villains will not be born sooner or later! Such a change happened when the two worlds meet!"

"His grandma's, let me shoot those little brats to death!"

"Enough! When are you still in charge of those ants? Immediately mobilize the monks above the Faxiang Realm and go to the absolute realm! No matter what, we must prevent the ten murderers from being born!"

"We don't have a second Emperor Mingyu anymore!"

All thoughts were silent for a moment, then quickly retreated and summoned the monks. Countless high-level monks in the ancient world moved when they heard the sound, and gathered into ten terrifying torrents.

The ten evils of the ancient chaos, and their prestige and reputation, even if one escapes, it is an unbearable disaster for the ancient world of Mingyu.

Heaven and earth are falling, who can turn the tide this time?