Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 501

[Chapter 501 Floating Wave City]

The master of Jinao Island gave the great spell of the Demon Gate, and the nine demon bodies in Ye Ting’s body recovered quickly. Not only that, but all the spells he practiced seemed to have undergone a baptism.

Mysterious and mysterious, like rebirth.

In the vast hell, the evil ghosts hundreds of thousands of miles away, and the servants left by Buddhism to suppress them all dissipated in this great mantra, and the entire hell was empty.

The power of cause and effect in hell was absorbed by Ye Ting’s wooden hairpin, and the color of the wooden hairpin faded to dark blue and turned into dark blue. There is a hint of pure gold in the texture.

In the magic door, this method is called the magic of the gods, in the Taoist door it is called the method of conferring spiritual feathers, and in the Buddhist door, it is the empowerment of Daigo.

This is usually the case for the disciples who entered the room. Ye Ting was Yu Wenxuan’s disciple, and the treatment was unusual. The brand left on Ye Ting Yuanshen is the brand of Jinao Island Demon Sect, not the island owner himself. If Jinao Island perishes in the future, this brand will not dissipate, but its power will be reduced a lot.

Mu Shenjun has been practicing hard for many years, and the reluctance to repair is not as much as the loss of the school’s collapse.

If Ye Ting’s Primordial Spirit does not completely get rid of the identity of the Kunlun monk, there will always be some shortcomings. Now that he has obtained the master of Jinao Island, the gods and demons, Ye Ting’s future practice will be relatively easier.

Before that, Ye Ting’s cultivation aptitude was considered a genius on the 800 continents, and in Kyushu, it could only be said to be first-class.

Ye Ting held the wooden hairpin, which was transformed by the power of karma and contained his divine sword.

“Divine Sword… Divine Sword, in the future, you will be called Kunlun.” Ye Ting named the sword of this divine weapon level Kunlun, not forgetting the fundamentals.

There is no such extravagant monk in the world as Ye Ting, who used the power of karma to refine the sword box, which hides the divine sword for warmth. This Kunlun Divine Sword isolates cause and effect, and is extremely pure. The speed at which Ye Ting raises the sword is beyond the reach of sword cultivators.

Ye Ting felt that his consciousness had expanded, covering a range of 30,000 miles, and he no longer needed the maintenance of the law of heaven and earth. It’s just that even if it is a real virtual realm, this kind of coverage is completely different from the concept that the infant realm covers three thousand miles.

Infant realm’s consciousness covers 3,000 miles, which can be searched and probed at a very high frequency, while virtual cultivator’s primordial spirit is powerful, and the range that can be searched by similar methods is only 30,000 miles, and 300,000 miles is the theoretical distance. Lots of omissions. If there is a real 300,000 miles, it is a monk who has the great perfection of the virtual realm and the hope of becoming immortal.

Ye Ting’s consciousness swept across a place by chance, and without hesitation, he immediately started the step-by-step lotus method and rushed to a place 120,000 miles away. When he arrived, he saw a place within a hundred miles. The ruins of the temple.

Ye Ting escaped into the Zen courtyard and found a black relic directly in a collapsed hall.

It’s amazing, the power contained in this relic is only available to Buddhist monks in the Arhat realm, but there are too many cracks inside this relic, and it is almost on the verge of collapse. This is clearly a Bodhisattva relic.

Ye Ting didn’t hesitate at this time. He went to a seed of the green lotus in the demon world, and a fragment of an immortal artifact. With this Bodhisattva relic, the three substances were thrown into the wooden hairpin, and his divine sword was smashed. Cut it finely with the sword intent, cut it to the smallest extent, and then smelt it with his free magic flame.

Ye Ting can cut the material, but not the law. These three substances were refined by him into a mortal money, with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside, and the inscription was simple.

After Hunyuan gave Nagarjuna a handkerchief, Ye Ting always felt that Ye Qinglian was missing something. When the money was 10%, Ye Ting said that the magic spells were inserted into it to adjust the structure of the formation.

On the front of the money, there are four magic inscriptions – the heavens and the world, but on the back of the money, there are four characters of earth, water, wind and fire.

With this money, Ye Qinglian can also mobilize the Thunder Seal of the Small Heavens at any time. As long as it is not too far from her, she can borrow the Thunder Seal of the Great All Heavens from the Thunder Forbidden Pill.

As for this thing, it’s just a primitive magic money.

The magic prepared inside the original magic money is three kinds of small thunder seals, which can automatically protect the body. Ye Ting also didn’t expect Ye Qinglian to like to fight with thunder, it was enough for the thunder seal to protect her body.

Ye Ting received the original magic money, and then turned around and left hell. The evil ghosts in hell were cleaned up by Island Master Jinao, and the power of karma was completely absorbed by him, and the biggest reward was a Bodhisattva relic. Fomen’s baby is very difficult to get, this time is a surprise.

After Ye Ting left the hell, hundreds of evil ghosts had already disappeared, and this little evil ghost was not a problem. Ye Ting did not search for it, but looked for an exit and moved towards Mu Jiuge.

Three more small worlds were broken, and when Ye Ting entered the sixth world, he directly entered a big city. The sky is sunny and warm. The streets were bustling with people.

This city is not small, Ye Ting’s evil eye swept it, and it was certain that there were millions of people.

A city of mortals that can exceed 100,000 is no small thing, and there must be practitioners in such a city of more than 1 million.

But… in this city, all are practitioners, and they are all Buddhist. The realm of Buddhist cultivation is not easy to judge. The lower the level, the more so. Many Buddhist cultivations look like ordinary people, but they can borrow some power by praying to the Buddha.

This kind of Buddhist practice usually does not leave home, and people in the whole city have not lost their hair, and they are all dressed up as lay people.

In the center of the city, stood a Taoist monk with a strong aura. When Ye Ting found that person, that person also found Ye Ting. Ye Ting judged a little, this person is probably also a perfect baby, and his background is at least a monk.

It is difficult to kill such an enemy.

Ye Ting discovered the other party, and the other party naturally discovered Ye Ting.

“Is it a fellow Daoist from the Demon Sect? Please come over and talk.” The cultivator took the initiative to speak, but Ye Ting did not agree. He slowed down and only used the method of earth escape to cross the streets and alleys to the center of the city.

This is a tall building, built under a mound, which is full of peach blossoms and falls on the top of the building. On the roof, stood a black-robed monk, waving to Ye Ting.

This cultivator hides his aura, and anyone whose realm does not have the Four Difficulties of the Infant Realm will turn a blind eye to him. This should be a spell, not an ordinary way to restrain the true essence of the body.

“Can you do me a favor, fellow Daoist?” The cultivator had a square face and thick eyebrows.

Ye Ting smiled and said, “No help.”

“But why?”

“What the devil wants.”

The cultivator was gambled by Ye Ting’s words and couldn’t say anything more. If Ye Ting uses other excuses, he has countless arguments. Ye Ting said that it was decided by his demon heart. If you want to change Ye Ting’s thoughts, it is equivalent to breaking Ye Ting’s demon heart, which is the enemy of life and death.

“Then Daoist, let’s go.”

“Don’t go.”

“That fellow Daoist…”

“What’s your name and what sect do you belong to?” Ye Ting asked back.

“Tianfangzong, Jiao Qiang.”

“Yulongcheng, Ye Ting.” Ye Ting turned his back on the guest and set the tone of the conversation. Then he said to Jiao Qiang, “Are you trapped here?”

“Accidentally, I fell into a bald trick.”

“If you leave, what price will you pay?”

The cultivator knew that Ye Ting asked this question because he wanted to get information so that he could be prepared for Buddhist methods, but he could not threaten Ye Ting with this matter. He was in the pit himself, and Ye Ting turned around and left.

With a simple exchange, he knew that Ye Ting was powerful and not someone who could be deceived.

“Fellow Daoist Ye, this city is called Fubo City, and it is surrounded by twelve Buddhist temples. I made a bet with that Buddhist monk that we would destroy the Buddhist hearts of the twelve temples. As a result, I was locked here by the Heavenly Dragon Truth Formation. I can’t do it. These twelve hosts are reciting scriptures every day, and they are going to ruin my practice.”

“That monk is really free.” Ye Ting said with a smile.

Jiao Qiang blushed slightly and said, “I got a wick, but it has been refined, so I can’t take it out.

“Your whole body becomes an oil tank, and your practice becomes lamp oil.” Ye Ting laughed.

“Why do fellow Daoists stand by and watch.”

“I’m afraid of getting burned.”

“I know where the lamp is.”

“Oh, I can make it myself.”

“There is still half of the oil in the lamp.”

“Tell me?” Ye Ting looked at Jiao Qiang with a smile, but did not agree to save him.

“Take me away, and I’ll show you where to go.” Jiao Qiang refused to reveal his words, Ye Ting nodded, turned and left, no matter what Jiao Qiang said, he didn’t care.

If he didn’t get the Bodhisattva’s relic, he might still be tempted. The first half of the Buddha’s lamp oil is enough for him to refine a lot of things.

The problem is that he succeeded in refining the original magic money. Ye Qinglian has no need for it. It is difficult to impress Ye Ting with this lamp oil. It is meaningless to take risks. The most important thing now is to meet with senior brother.

Jiao Qiang watched Ye Ting leave, his back disappeared, and he had no choice but to say, “How can you save me?”

“Tell me the location of the lamp, and after I succeed, I will bring someone back to save you.” Ye Tingxin said, it is pointless for me to take risks by myself. When I have enough people, I can naturally run amok in the world inside this Buddha statue.

Ye Ting’s location was already outside the city, and Jiao Qiang’s plan to pull Ye Ting into the water failed. At this time, Ye Ting was a life-saving straw, so he had to tell Ye Ting the coordinates of the lamp.

Ye Ting felt that Floating Bo City was strange, and even if he had completed the Qinglian Sword Song Xing, he would not dare to stay any longer. Jiao Qiang is not weak at all, he is not trapped in the center of the city, forcibly concealing his figure, he is just lingering.

Floating Wave City is like a weird spider web, slowly sticking to all the creatures that approach.

Ye Ting’s heart moved, and he simply left a magic sword pupil here. What’s weird about Floating Wave City, he has to record it carefully, so as not to come back here in the future and suffer a loss.

Ye Ting turned and left, Jiao Qiang spat bitterly, he couldn’t shake Ye Ting’s devilish heart, and couldn’t change the position.

Outside the Floating Wave City, the Demon Refining Sword Eye floated gently in the air, invisible and without a trace. Below the Demon Refining Sword Eye, the body of the Five Prisons Divine Soldier crouched down and turned into a blue rock.