"First break through to Master Chunyang, and then go to the Nine Heavens world." He still has a nine-thousand-year-old flat peach that he has not eaten yet, which would allow him to reach the Golden Immortal realm, but if he can break through Pure Yang, he won't need this flat peach. Su Changqing sat cross-legged on the top of Fangcun Mountain. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and five thunders intertwined and moved, turning into the purple sky thunder to hone his body. There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and time will defeat the proud ones. In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed, and Su Changqing has stayed in Fangcun Mountain for eight years. ……………… Su Changqing suddenly opened his eyes, like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate, with supreme power, golden light swirling around his body, a majestic figure, and cold eyes. At this moment, his physical body has been tempered to the extreme under the Zixiao Divine Thunder. It has turned into a body of divine blood, and when it drips to the ground, it can reconstruct the human body and reverse life and death. Fifth reincarnation of the body! "Take five turns of the physical body, then absorb the spiritual energy, gather the five thunders, and step into the realm of pure Yang!" Su Changqing's eyes were sharp and cold, pointing to the sky.
The endless sky thunder becomes even more violent. If the thunder god in the sky sees this scene, his jaw will probably drop. Su Changqing has yet to survive two thunderbolts, but he is in charge of the Five Thunders Zhengfa, and he has vaguely the image of a deity. "Pure Yang is its own Purple Mansion that does not leak out the Hunyuan, turning into a Pure Yang Golden Mansion!" Su Changqing was suspended in the sky, with purple air steaming around him, and a faint golden color mixed in it. His black hair was flying, and above his head, a shrunken little man appeared. He looked the same as Su Changqing. He was extremely delicate and small. He was also sitting cross-legged, cultivating himself. At the back of the mountain, the woodcutter held a pear blossom mountain ax and watched the scene with a smile in his eyes. "My junior brother, although he is very talented, he is better than Wukong because of his hard work." On the side, Sun Wukong also stared at Su Changqing in the sky, admiring in his heart. When he heard what the woodcutter said, his face turned bitter. "Elder brother, please stop mocking me." "You were born with an amazing physique and an unparalleled destiny. It was made from the five-color sacred stone, and you were born with a pair of golden eyes that can break the illusion. Later, you started trouble on your own and called yourself the Monkey King. Otherwise, you would have been at the level of the Great Emperor." "Look at Yang Jian, he is only half human and half immortal, but his combat power is comparable to that of the Great Emperor." Yang Jian's background is not weak, he is the sister of God Haotian, the daughter of Yao Ji and a mortal. But Sun Wukong's background is undoubtedly better. When he was born, his eyes were directed towards Dou Mansion, and his innate energy was raging in Dongsheng Shenzhou. "This..." Sun Wukong looked bitter and was speechless for a moment. "You and Yang Jian have the same problem, but they are both being plotted against each other. Now that you are a Buddhist fighting to defeat the Buddha, you must be careful." The woodcutter looked at Sun Wukong and warned vaguely. Sun Wukong nodded slightly. When the thirty-third heaven collapsed, a large number of immortals and gods left, and the Eight Immortals crossed the sea. In the Western world, two Hunyuan Taoist ancestors forced the ancient Lingshan Mountain out of the wilderness and created the Buddhist world. Logically speaking, he should follow, but because of the proximity to Fangcun Mountain and the plan of Bodhi Taoist Patriarch and the woodcutter.
Only then can he continue to stay in Fangcun Mountain. "Senior brother, our junior brother is truly extraordinary. He borrowed his fifth-turn physical body to achieve the Pure Yang Golden Mansion." Sun Wukong stared at the sky and said in admiration. "Although he is young, he is in a league of his own. He has killed nearly four hundred demons in the lower world. Our junior brother will surely amaze all the world." The woodcutter said softly with a smile in his eyes. …………………… On the horizon, Su Changqing's whole body is covered with golden light at this moment, extremely bright, steaming up the heaven and earth in all directions, crossing the boundary of Fangcun Mountain. "Master Chunyang!" "Since then, he has become a pure Yang, and his life span has exceeded five thousand years." "I control the Nine Heavens Xuanwu, and my lifespan is far twice that of monks of the same level, reaching ten thousand years. With the fifth turn of the Nine Turns Xuan Gong, I can add five thousand years to my lifespan." At this moment, Su Changqing could clearly feel that his life span had reached fifteen thousand years. "Even if you break through the Six Pure Yang Tribulations and reach the Little Heavenly Lord, it will only take you thirty-three thousand years." Su Changqing's heart moved slightly, and there was a trace of joy on his face. "When I break through to the Little Heavenly Lord and even the Great Heavenly Lord, it is very likely that I will have a life span of 100,000 years." One hundred thousand years is such a terrifying number. Even Ziwei Central Heavenly Palace is only 80,000 years old. "Senior Youchao Zangqing should be in the realm of Little Heavenly Lord. He can live up to thirty-three thousand years. He borrowed the Sun Palace to extend his lifespan and survived for such a long time." Su Changqing thought to himself. "Disciple, come to Sanxing Cave." At this moment, A loud voice suddenly came from the horizon and fell into Su Changqing's ears. Su Changqing formed seals with his hands, which were extremely dense. His whole body was like a golden light that cut through the sky and went straight into the Samsung Cave. In eleven years, Su Changqing mastered some of the thirty-six magical powers of Tiangang, and Zongdi Jinguang entered the realm of great achievement. He has cultivated the magical power of Nine Heavens Cangyun, and his speed is extremely fast. Now even if he doesn't gather Cangyun, it is impossible for ordinary Pure Yang Golden Immortals to be as fast as him. Inside Samsung Cave. Patriarch Bodhi sat cross-legged, staring at this disciple, his heart moved slightly, and he sighed softly. "Disciple, do you have any plans to go down the mountain to practice?" Su Changqing's heart moved when he heard this. He really wanted to go down the mountain. "Teacher Qi, this disciple has benefited a lot from his three years in Fangcun Mountain," "We, the disciples of Fangcun Mountain, don't argue about the length of time. We cultivate the universe of Taoism and Dharma. We must not imitate you, Brother Wukong, and cause trouble." Bodhi Taoist Patriarch warned. "Back then, your senior brother made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, so I asked him to be more secure. He was born a stone monkey, his wild nature is difficult to tame, and he is naturally rebellious." Su Changqing was delighted when he heard this. He had heard Sun Wukong say that Yang Jian was unruly, but he had never said that he was also a troublemaker. In fact, both of them were troublemakers and had caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace.
"You have been practicing Taoism for a total of eighteen years, starting from the human world and stepping into the world of the Nine Heavens. Although you have established your own way, I have something to say to you that you need to remember." Bodhi Patriarch said softly with peace in his eyes. "Killing lives will hurt the harmony of heaven. Don't kill too much, otherwise you will be plotted against by others." Practicing Taoism is to steal the secrets of heaven. Dharma, wealth, friends and land are indispensable, but if you kill too much, you will inevitably be blinded. If there is a powerful plan, you will be plotted against by it. "Disciple will keep it in mind." Su Changqing's heart moved slightly, and he felt a little sad, and he bowed his hands. This is truly good advice. It is not to stop Su Changqing from killing people, but for the sake of his great road. "Most of my magical powers have been passed on to you. You have the qualifications of a great celestial master, but it is difficult for you to ascend to the position of a great emperor. Now I still have a twelve-word mantra that I have not passed on to you. Remember to keep it in mind!" "I once taught this mantra to your brother the woodcutter, and he benefited a lot from it." "This mantra is earth-shaking and can sweep through the ages. Even if thousands of enemies attack, it will remain invincible." Twelve-word mantra? Su Changqing's eyes lit up. Fangcun Mountain actually has such a wonderful technique? He quickly looked at Bodhi Patriarch and asked, "Please teach me, teacher." Bodhi Patriarch stroked his beard and smiled, and said softly: "Small things can be pushed away, and big things can be avoided..." Su Changqing was stunned in place, his heart moved slightly, and then he laughed. Wonderful! This twelve-word mantra can really sweep through the world and sweep through the ages. Even if thousands of enemies attack, it will remain invincible. …………