Chen Xuanqiu is a little sour. Why is it not considered a skill to borrow the Dharma?

What's more, seeing this young man in mysterious clothes and mysterious crown, with his mysterious powers and profound magical powers, Chen Xuanqiu couldn't guarantee that if he started, he would win, unless he was allowed to get close to him and would not give the man time to borrow the Dharma.

The technique this young man with mysterious clothes and crown practiced was a magical technique.

Above mortals, there are gods and immortals.

God, who controls the heavenly court, controls authority, and performs the way for heaven. God's supernatural powers need to be supported by the incense of faith of mortals. At the same time, gods can also borrow Dharma and mortals through certain methods.

Immortals cultivate themselves by practicing the way of cultivation, adopting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condense their own souls, communicate with heaven and earth, and breathing in the immortal essence, thereby driving the power of heaven and earth.

Both gods and immortals have immortals and have great supernatural powers. If you really want to compete, it depends on the depth of your attainment. It is impossible to say who has a better method, whoever can defeat whoever is the only one. It’s just that the methods of obtaining supernatural powers are different.

Chen Xuanqiu's senior brothers and sisters are people who cultivate immortals. Most of the cultivation sects in this world are descendants of immortals. The immortals continue to cultivate fresh blood by themselves based on the Taoist tradition left on the earth before they ascend.

The main method of practicing divine art is Dayong Fengchang Temple.

The first generation of Fengchang Temple was also a practitioner, and belonged to the lineage of cultivating immortals. However, after the founding of the Kingdom of Dayong, they were appointed as generals and marquis and entered the court as officials. Since they were officials, how could the training and promotion of these officials be carried out? Could it be that these officials had established sects to recruit disciples?

Then why should I establish this Fengchang Temple? You should know that the purpose of Emperor Da Yong's establishment of the Fengchang Temple was to restrain these strange people, so as not to change from assisting themselves to a factor that subverts the stability of the imperial power.

Therefore, the first generation of national masters used great wisdom to create a magical power that communicated with the Heavenly Court of the Upper Realm and used the power of the gods in the heavenly world, which was called divine art.

Those who practice divine arts also have basic skills such as body training and breathing. However, they practice the body to make their bodies strong and become a container for carrying divine power. They meditate and breathing to condense their will and communicate with the gods of the upper realm with the power of visualization.

Since the second generation of Fengchang Temple, they used divine art to replace the punishment of heaven, so they were called priests by the people and walked around the world in the name of gods.

Although the priests did not dare to teach the true magic to their family without authorization, they also had the opportunity to teach their family experiences occasionally, and these skills were naturally spread.

Therefore, today, among the people who cast spells and talismans, a considerable number of them are actually magical techniques.

The difference between the two is very simple. Those who communicate the power of heaven and earth and use it, even by chanting mantras and drawing talismans, are also magical techniques. Those who communicate with gods by chanting mantras, drawing talismans, asking gods to give their power to the gods, etc., are magical techniques.

However, if he was not from Fengchang Temple and communicated through the Dharma, he could only be a small god, an evil god, or even a monster.

Tang Shaozhu raised his hand lightly, pinched the two flying swords that had used evil magic, and said sneered: "Tang is punishing for heaven. Do you dare to resist? Go!"

Mr. Tang shook his wrist and opened his three fingers. Two flying swords suddenly flew backwards, stirring the air and making a sound of thunder, which was twice as powerful as the time.

"Puff!Puff!"

Two flying swords pierced through Yun Ming and Shaofan's bodies, and the evil power immediately swallowed the flesh and blood of the two. Before their bodies fell, they sucked all the flesh and blood of the evil sword, turning into a shriveled corpse, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Bai Taoer collapsed on the ground, trembling all over.

Mo Jiang shouted: "Go together!"

More than 20 ghost cultivators took action together, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one

The last scene in Pu'er's eyes was that dozens or hundreds of ghosts were roaring greedily at the young man in Xuancheng and crown, trying to devour his flesh and blood. Then, she was led by Chen Xuanqiu and suddenly withdrew more than ten feet, and distanced from the dark ball.

"One line of curse!"

In the endless darkness, a solemn shout suddenly came from the sound of a solemn shout.

"Two-line talisman!"

Pu'er could hear it. This was the voice of the extremely powerful young man in black.

"Three Elements of Dharma! Three Extraordinary Divine Power, the Dharma Eye is like a torch!"

In the endless darkness, two golden red lights suddenly shot out.

Two strange lights shot straight into the sky, and light was emitted in front of Pu'er. There were countless ghosts and evil spirits, and their heads and claws formed a turbulent whirlwind, which swirled around Mr. Tang, like a black evil dragon rotating upwards.

But although they were swaying and trying to scratch Mr. Tang's flesh and blood, Mr. Tang emitted a faint golden light all over his body, like a golden transparent bell. Under his head, he protected Mr. Tang's body, and the two strange lights were like torches, shooting out from his eyes.

At this time, Mr. Tang seemed to be as straight as a god and a demon.

Chen Xuanqiu moved his body and said in surprise: "Ah! It turns out that this is the golden light shield formed by the power of faith!"

The evil dragon coiled around Mr. Tang, smearing the faint "golden light shield" like a millstone. They wailed in pain under the golden light and kept melting. The innermost layer was already scattered, but the "golden light shield" was gradually becoming dim.

However, although it is only a thin layer, it is still extremely tough. It seems that it will take the filthy aura of the ghost and evil spirit to completely wipe out the golden light shield, and at least three incense sticks are needed.

However, Mr. Tang had "law eyes like torch", and two laser-like columns of light shot out from the ghost spinning like a dragon.

The ghost dragon was hovering and tightly squeezing, and two red beams of light pierced out of it. The spiraling body of the ghost dragon was pierced out of countless wounds by the two beams of light. The ghost dragon full of holes finally banged and was completely dispersed by the strange light.

Mr. Tang stood there and sneered: "Resist the sanctions of the divine law and want your soul to be destroyed!"

The eyes of Mr. Tang, who was like a god and demon, flashed, and two terrifying beams of light shot at the many ghost cultivators who were besieging him.

As long as those disciples of the Ghost King Sect and Xuanyin Ghost Taoist Sect were shot by the strange light in his eyes, they would immediately explode and end up with a blow to pieces, ending up with both souls and souls.

Everyone was shocked and wanted to escape, but no matter how fast they escaped, how could Mr. Tang's eyes look like lightning.

"Puff puff puff..."

One by one, the ghost cultivators were scattered in an instant, and even their bodies turned into ashes.

The last one of Mo Jiang, who was the deepest in Taoism, was shot by strange light, and his body exploded immediately, but a yin wind blew up in place, forming a vortex. The ashes transformed from the flesh swirled with the cold wind, gradually forming the appearance of Mo Jiang during his lifetime.

This person has condensed a ghost. The ghost looked at the sky and was about to escape by force.

Mr. Tang laughed loudly, his eyes closed with a strange light, his body stretched forward, and a deep meter of the sky measuring ruler was pulled into his hand, shouting: "Die!"

The measuring ruler hit the ghost with a bang, and a shrill ghost scream came from the vortex of the vortex of the turtle of the wind, and it completely dissipated with a bang.

As soon as the ghost of Mo Jiang died, the sky light suddenly became brighter, the setting sun was like blood, and the green mountains were as usual, as if everything just now was just an illusion. If the two mummies were not there, it would have made people think that this incident had never happened.

Chen Xuanqiu stared at the Young Master Tang and saw that his face turned much pale. He was not as white as himself, but now he was even whiter than his skin. Chen Xuanqiu thought: "It turns out that borrowing methods is not that easy. In the end, you still have to consume your essence and energy."

Mr. Tang killed more than 20 people in one breath, and his expression was still calm and calm. However, Chen Xuanqiu, who just killed only one person, was much more cowardly and started looking for witnesses to try to turn himself into "self-defense".

When Mr. Tang came just now, seeing the confrontation between the two sides, Chen Xuanqiu did not participate when he started to take action. He already knew that he was not the ghost cultivator, so he ignored him and just glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Bai Taoer! After all, he escaped."

It turned out that Bai Taoer had not participated in the battle just now. Her brothers and sisters would have no way to survive if they didn't defect to the Ghost King Sect. She would have no burden, but the world would be able to go.

It's easy for a beautiful woman to find a way out. Seeing everyone fighting with Mr. Tang, Bai Taoer actually escaped by chance.

Mr. Tang said coldly: "Who can escape under the punishment of God! You can't escape!"

Mr. Tang looked back at Chen Xuanqiu, jumped, and shouted "huh", and he chose one direction to chase after him as if he was shrinking into an inch.

Chen Xuanqiu shook his head and said, "In this world, human life is as straight as grass."

Since the family had to sacrifice nearly a hundred slaves before, Li Rong wanted to kill him with a disagreement. Mr. Tang killed people like slaughtering a dog. All these things had a great impact on Chen Xuanqiu. Suddenly, he felt that it seemed nothing great that he had killed someone.

"My benefactor, is that young man in black a god?" Pu'er asked timidly.

Chen Xuanqiu sneered and said, "What kind of magic trick? You have never seen my senior brother take action, he..."

When Chen Xuanqiu said this, his face suddenly changed. When he heard this, he said, "Someone is here, let's go!"

Chen Xuanqiu picked up Pu'er and jumped into the mountains and fields. It was as fast as the wind.

Pu'er was a little scared at first. Seeing that Chen Xuanqiu could jump out more than two meters away in one step and ran faster than a leopard, he was still steadily. Then he felt relieved and couldn't help asking, "My benefactor, where are we going?"

Chen Xuanqiu said: "Go to Jizhou City and find my father-in-law."

A moment later, a group of people rushed into the Ningjing Valley, several of whom were wearing filial piety, obviously the families of the deceased who had been buried in the mountain. When they saw that the grave was messy and the coffins in the grave were lifted open, a group of "filial sons" immediately burst into tears.

Another group of people were dressed in blue clothes and green cloth, with a sinister look and a similar temperament to those of the Ghost King Sect disciples such as Li Rong and Mo Jiang.

They stepped on the soul-summoning banners and paper money all over the ground, looked around suspiciously, and suddenly found two mummies. One of the men with the appearance of the leader said, "These two were killed by the Blood-Devouring Netherworld Sword. Could it be that the work of Senior Brother Mo, and where are they?"

Another person said, "Senior Brother Chen, Brother Mo, don't chase after his enemies, right?"

Senior Brother Chen frowned and looked around. The mountains were undulating. How to find this? He pinched his hands and muttered something. After a moment, his face suddenly changed color. He opened his eyes suddenly and said in horror: "Diet! They are all dead!"

When everyone next to him heard this, they immediately changed their color. It was fine if others were not. Senior Brother Mo Jiang is also an excellent disciple among the inner disciples. He has a profound magic power, not to mention that he has more than 20 people. When did a great master come to Qingliangzhou and kill them in such a short time, and not even leave their bodies behind?

Senior Brother Chen's sharp eyes turned, and walked over, kneeling on the ground, "round and smooth", and cried, "filial son" who was so angry that he grabbed him and shouted sternly: "Speak, Senior Brother Mo is coming to this mountain, who is seeking revenge with?"

The "filial son" was frightened by the face of Senior Brother Chen's Tieye, and he stammered: "That person...that person is Chen Xuanqiu."

Senior Brother Chen slapped him in the face and cursed: "Did I go all over the street to ask people whose name, what is his appearance, and what are his characteristics?"

"Filial son" lit up his eyes and said, "Yes, yes! Chen Xuanqiu is only twenty years old, has fair skin and beautiful appearance, long legs and thin waist, bright eyes and good looks, and is more beautiful than flowers..."

Senior Brother Chen was stunned and said with a grim voice: "So he is a girl."

The "filial son" shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, he is a man, and he is a man who is more beautiful than a woman!"

Senior Brother Chen was stunned again, then turned around suddenly and ordered everyone: "That man killed my Ghost King Sect and would definitely want to escape from Qingliang Prefecture as soon as possible. Immediately tell my disciples and other sects to pay attention to several important roads in Qingliang Prefecture, and pay attention to a man who is more beautiful than a woman!"
Chapter completed!