Chapter 275 the solitary and arrogant being killed by the earth (sanguine)

Chu Yun listened quietly. The shock in his heart could not be narrated in words.

Murongcang, who is cutting to the sky, is so arrogant and arrogant. Although he has a miserable ending, he doesn't regret it because he has lived his own style.

"If we can't break through heaven and go further, what's the point of staying at the peak all the time?"

Murong Cang laughs wildly, tears are coming out.

Chu Yun's spirit was greatly shaken.

Yes, if we can't break through the shackles of the dry land, we will never see a bigger world.

No matter how big the land is, there are limitations.

Chu Yun sighed a long time. He stood up and sat in front of Murong Cang. He sighed: "Murong elder, after hearing your experience, I have two stories to tell you."

Murong Cang nodded with interest.

"There are many myths and stories in our hometown, but there are only two legendary characters, one is monkey and the other is Nezha."

"Baishi Yunling raised a stone monkey, went to the bottom of the sea to obtain the sea calming needle, traveled across the sea to learn from others, and made a great fuss in the heaven......"

"In the past three years, a Nezha was born, holding the heaven and earth sword, entwined with Tianling, treading on the wind and fire wheel, punishing the evil and promoting the good. The East China Sea Dragon slaughtered the river and fell into the sea..."

"It can be said that without these two, no one can afford to leave the four words of indulgence. But there are only two tragedies. "

Chu Yun's speech is neither fast nor slow.

"A five element mountain has been under pressure for five hundred years. Although it has been unsealed, it has put on a gold hoop. It has no sorrow or joy. It worships the Buddha and the Western Heaven and calls it Monkey King."

"A man who cuts his flesh to return his mother, his bones to his father, remoulds his lotus body, stands on the fire wheel and enters the heaven without resentment or hatred. The South Gate of Fengshen is the third prince

Murong Cang's eyes seem to be a little distracted. He stares at Chu Yun dead, but he is absorbed in listening.

From Chu Yun's three words and two words, he seems to be able to see a different picture - a rebellious stone monkey, who has poked a hole in the sky; a free and easy-going teenager, who is bound by dust.

He himself, why not?

Chu Yun looked at the distance with quiet eyes, and his voice said quietly: "what the thief is good at most is to wipe out the arrogance of the alienated, to smooth the arrogance of the arrogant and the arrogance of the arrogant and the arrogant, and to kill the arrogance of the rebellious Even Yang Jian, who split the mountain to save his mother, finally became the Erlang God he hated! "

hearing this sentence, Murong Cang was completely shocked. He never expected that it was just a few words. Chu Yun actually summed it up so well.

This world, is not it?

Seeing Chu Yun's silence, Murong Cang asked anxiously, "are these all the myths in your hometown? That's all? Is there anything else? "

Chuyun smiled and told Murong Cang all the stories of Monkey King, three princes and Erlang God that were once familiar to everyone on the earth.

The sun goes down and the sun goes up.

Murong Cang is completely attracted by the wonderful story. His face is constantly changing, crying and laughing. He also sees himself from these people.

After being seriously injured, I will hide my hatred for the heavenly way in my heart and drag my body, just to build a force for future generations to live in for a long time.

Unfortunately, I can't do it.

After listening to the three stories, Murong Cang's face calmed again: "I didn't expect that you also have a arrogant heart that doesn't obey the heaven, which is the same as me."

Chu Yun smiled and said with emotion: "if I can stand on the top of the mainland like Murong, I don't think I want to be complacent."

"Even if the pinnacle of the eclosion, it is still a pile of dead bones thousands of years later. No matter how talented you are and how amazing you are, you will turn into a handful of loess when your life is over. What I pursue is real eternal life! "

Chu Yun said at the end, his eyes burst with a strong light.

Having the Supreme Soul of war and the Jiufang purgatory tower is equivalent to having the most advantaged condition in the dry land.

If you can't come to the world like this, it's better to find a piece of tofu!

"Good, good ambition!"

Murong Cang laughs. It's an addiction.

After a few rest, his eyes fixed on Chu Yun, and he said: "I think you are also a young swordsman. You have understood your swordsmanship, so my experience and my swordsmanship are probably not suitable for you, but you are very fond of my appetite. I decided to give you the treasures sealed before my death. I hope you can inherit my legacy and keep this sincerity forever, Kill nine heavens! "

Murong Cang's figure also darkens with the voice falling. Obviously, the time that his shadow can survive is not long.

"I fought alone with the four clans at that time. I ate all the pills. I'm sorry that I can't leave them to you. I also put all the other treasures in the customs clearance reward. You should have got them, right

Seeing Chu Yun nodding, Murong Cang then said: "the greatest wealth in my hand now is those alien tribes suppressed in the dungeon. They all have my brand in their bodies. As long as they are urged, they will surely die! I mean, you can try to enslave them, because they do a lot of evil and don't need any mercy. "

"As for the real dragon, I came across it unintentionally at the beginning. I thought it was interesting, so I caught him. I promised him that when the next master came, he would be free. Don't forget! "

"These are the secret lines that control the dungeons and the branding. You have to keep them in mind. Only one thought can make them fly away! "

Chu Yun is very excited. It turns out that all the foreigners who are imprisoned can be used!

"By the way, I have a good thing here. Look at this Sanskrit magic tripod. It's the best spirit soldier!"

Murong Cang reached for a finger, a small tripod floating in the void.

At the moment when the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound appeared, countless sweet Sanskrit sounds, like all Buddhas chanting together, which makes people feel unspeakable holy, but after listening for a long time, they feel very wrong.

I can only see the thick black fog floating around the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound. The sound waves emitted by Sanskrit sound seem to be able to penetrate the eardrum and make people become manic and restless. I wish I could vent it immediately.

"The best spirit soldier?"

Chu Yun is very shocked. Lingbing is more valuable than Dan Yao and martial arts. Maybe only the top forces in the land of Taiqian deserve it.

Unexpectedly, there is one in Murong's hands.

"Ha ha, this Sanskrit magic tripod is a magic weapon. It was made by a famous rebel monk who asked a powerful weapon smelter. The rebel monk, attracted by the taboo power, secretly defected from the Buddhism and stood on his own. He fought against the Buddhism. Although the overall power was inferior, he was also a super powerful existence, one level higher than the super bulk! "

Hearing this, Chu Yun thought of the rebellious monk he met when he went to the sword grave.

What he cultivates is the power of the devil and the Buddha, which is extremely evil. He needs to use the baby's brain as a guiding drug.

Later, he helped the monk who came to Dongzhou to defeat the rebellious monk Puzhi.

"The rebellious monk named himself little Tathagata, which was very arrogant. Later, he invited a number of feathering environment trainers to jointly build a spirit soldier, which is the Sanskrit magic tripod."

"The process of creating fanyin magic tripod is very evil. Small Tathagata took the lives of hundreds of monks in a strange way, sealed their souls into the tripod of Sanskrit sound, urged them to sing Sanskrit sound all the time, and increased their magic power for the tripod, and the origin of the name of the tripod of Sanskrit sound is exactly the same. "

Murong Cang's figure was even dimmer, and he dared not delay. He quickly explained: "the biggest advantage of this Sanskrit magic tripod is that it can refine the life of the martial arts into the elixir. The stronger the martial arts are, the stronger the elixir they refine. After you take it, remember not to do evil. Although it is a magic thing, it can do good for heaven if it is in the hands of the righteous! "

"Remember me, the devil is dead, the man is alive. Evil or not, how do you use him! "

"The Sanskrit magic tripod can also be used as a flying spirit soldier. Its defense is very strong, and its speed is extremely fast. When the power is enough, it can even tear up space!"

"This is the only thing I leave you. Remember, don't do evil!"

Murongcang's figure completely dissipated and his voice gradually disappeared.

The whole palace, the golden light suddenly disappeared. If it wasn't for the small box that was still beside the throne, Chu Yun really thought that all this was just an illusion.

Chu Yun reached out his hand and stroked the magic tripod of Sanskrit. At first, he only felt that those Sanskrit sounds were harsh. He had to take out the jade cicada that was presented to him by the monk who came in disorder that day and put it into his mouth. If all the spiritual influences were eliminated.

"What a treasure!"

After the introduction of murongcang, Chu Yun was filled with emotion.

This is the best spirit soldier, second only to the existence of Jiufang purgatory tower.

In ancient times, the land of Taiqian was full of weapon refiners. The spirit soldiers they made were popular all over the world.

Later, with the rise of Wuhun and the gradual extinction of weapon refiners, it is estimated that one hand can count the best spirit soldiers in the whole Taiqian continent!

The magic tripod of Sanskrit sound feels cold. Its appearance seems to be a little sticky. I don't know if it's stained with too much blood.

Chu Yun drops blood on it, and really feels that he can control it at will.

Although the Sanskrit magic tripod is the best spirit soldier, it is not like the Jiufang purgatory tower that has born its own consciousness, so it is still a dead thing.

"This trip, the harvest is so rich!"

Chu Yun clenched his fist, and his eyes were full of light.

He took out the purple Ling cloak and put it on his body.

This can resist the purple Ling cloak of attribute elements, which played a lot of roles when Chu Yun was fighting with Marshal Chihong.

"Worry free grass that can greatly improve mental strength, well, keep it first."

"The egg of Yu Huajing monster? Not for the time being! "

"True dragon blood? No promotion for me! "

"By the way, there's the best martial arts!"

Chu Yun is sorting out all the gains of this trip in the space ring. Seeing the best martial arts, he can't help but see a flash of light in his eyes.

This superb martial art is full of wild atmosphere. It shakes the heaven and earth. It's called avalanche heaven making fist. Just listen to the name, you can feel a kind of domineering atmosphere coming from your face.

"It suits me!"

Chu Yun is very excited after looking at some of them.

He is very fastidious about martial arts. Many excellent martial arts are not suitable at first sight, so he will give them to Dasheng directly.

Only when he is really strong, or really suitable for martial arts, can Chu Yun practice.

Because he always believed that he could not chew too much