"With Daoist friends who have cultivated to transform into gods, but failed to spread the scriptures in Nanzhou, is it possible that they don't know that there are also monks who transform into gods among them?" Luo Qi asked.

"According to what the poor monk knows, there should be none?" Jueming didn't hide this.

"Then why?" Luo Qi was a little puzzled.

He didn't understand that since there was no cultivator in Nanzhou who could compete with Jueming, he didn't spread the scriptures here.

This is particularly different from those Buddhist temples in the Jin Dynasty.

It has been more than 80,000 years since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty. As long as the royal family is weak, other forces are ready to move, especially those Buddhist temples.

During this period, there were three turbulences against Buddha and two battles with righteous demons.

"What else could it be?" Jue Ming laughed.

"It seems that the five sects are also extraordinary, and they can make fellow Taoists so afraid! When I first came here, I have many puzzles in my heart. I wonder if you can solve them?" Luo Qi sighed.

"Fellow Taoist, let's go back with the poor monk, and I'll talk about it on the way." Jueming said with his hands clasped together.

"Now that this old man is like this, naturally I will let my fellow Taoist deal with me." Luo Qi said very simply.

His injuries are not healed at the moment, he would not be afraid if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, but in front of fellow cultivators, he would not make those useless struggles, so as not to offend the other party, it would be unwise to do so.

As soon as these words fell, golden lotuses floated up from the ground, forming a lotus seat, holding the two of them up, and flying towards the distance.

On the way, when Jueming passed by the secular town where he had been staying for more than ten years, he separated a mana incarnation and separated from the middle-aged human named Xian Yuwen, and gave the medical center as a gift. The fate of more than twenty years.

"Fellow Daoist came here on purpose, just to say goodbye to a mere mortal?" Luo Qi said a little puzzled.

"Everything is fate, let nature take its course, and has nothing to do with the difference between monks and ordinary people. Would you like to talk to the poor monk about the great Jin you are talking about?" Jue Ming asked calmly while sitting cross-legged on the lotus seat.

Hearing this, Luo Qi said calmly:

"Why not? In fact, for more than ten years, although I have been unable to move, I have learned from those mortals and the juniors who built the foundation and refined Qi that the situation in Nanzhou is completely different from my Dajin. This Nanzhou The land of the state is respected by the five sects, and there are thousands of secular dynasties in such a huge territory, but there is no unified one. This is really an eye-opener for the old man, and I am a little puzzled!"

"Then it seems that Dajin is about the same as our temple." Jue Ming said.

"Exactly, 80,000 years ago, our Great Jin Dynasty ruled all over the world, frightened Buddhas and demons inside, and monsters and barbarians outside, and the territory was more than millions of miles wide." Luo Qi said here, the words flowed Show complacency.

But Jueming is extremely indifferent about this, as if the so-called Xian Dynasty is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

If what this person said is true, then the Great Jin Dynasty should be a dynasty that was established after the Middle Ages, not inherited from the ancient times. Its background may not be as good as their White Horse Temple, or any of the five sects.

"Besides the fellow Taoist Yinyue mentioned earlier, do you know if there are other cultivators who transform spirits in the Great Jin?" Jue Ming asked again.

"In addition to the old man, there are Yinyue of the Six Paths Demon Sect and Xuannan of the Kutuo Temple in the land of the Great Jin. As for the four seas, there is a cultivator of the four non-phase transformation gods and demons. Can fellow Taoists tell the old man, here How many transformation gods are there?" Luo Qi asked rhetorically.

"Since hundreds of years ago, the four uncles of the "bitter" generation in our temple, Nanzhou Hongyue, Xuanshan, Xifeng, Xiao Chengwu, Cao Zitong, Qinghe, Yu Dan, Beijiang Beimingxuandian Kunzhang, Qingjiao Aoyu, Heijiao Aoji, Xuangui Yeyuan from the Canggu Yanghai Clan, Suanniu Sumiao from the Monster Clan, Qianmu Qianmu Toad, and Qiu Snake from the Longbo Clan from the Barbarian Region, totaling two Twelve friends. "Jueming said without thinking.

Although there are as many as twenty-two cultivators who transform spirits, this is also the accumulation of five thousand in the three realms.

As for the two clan deities killed by Venerable Red Moon more than 3,000 years ago, and the black flood dragon Ao Lun who was lured away with the mastery of rebellious spirits as bait, these three are not counted.

Jueming paused for a moment, then continued:

"Except for Cao Zitong who was beheaded by Hongyue, and senior Hongyue adhered to his own way of practice, would rather be broken than whole, and would not fly up to die, the rest have all ascended to Linglong Realm one after another. In today's words, Huashen Cultivators should only be poor monks." When Jue Ming mentioned Hong Yue, he couldn't help showing admiration.

Of course, he didn't count Venerable Qingpeng or Ming Xin. After all, these two people have extraordinary foundations. Although they are still cultivating as gods at the moment, their realm is far beyond.

"Fellow daoist, could it be that I'm not successful? Let's not talk about where there are so many reverse spirit passages in this world, so that more than ten monks who can transform gods can ascend to the spiritual world at the same time. The ones mentioned by fellow daoists are only twenty-one. How come? The twenty-two theory?" When Luo Qi heard it, his expression suddenly became cloudy.

"This poor monk can't explain clearly. It turned out that it was Xiao Chengwu who made a mistake in practicing the secret method, which caused his spirit and soul to be divided, so he was counted as two people. And what fellow Taoist said is true. Xiaohuanjie is indeed There are not so many reversed spirit passages, but they came by chance and were led away by powerful monks from the upper realm." Jueming said without any haste.

Hearing this, Luo Qi suddenly became excited, no longer calm before, and hurriedly asked:

"You are able to contact the powerful monks in the upper realm. Forty years ago, the world changed day and night, and the vision of yin and yang was reversed. Could it be because of it?"

"Since ancient times, Mahayana venerables from all over the world have disappeared in this world for unknown reasons. Now how can I get in touch with them? Fellow Daoists are late. Even if there is a next time, it may take another five thousand years. "Jueming shook his head lightly. He now also knows that the demon body frozen in the cold marrow of the mysterious ice at the bottom of Yuran Mountain disappeared for no reason.

But even though this person is being checked and balanced by him now, it is impossible to say everything.

"Five thousand years? The old man is seriously injured right now, hurting the source, and the few remaining lifespans are now shortened by more than a hundred years. Although the old man has practiced so far, although there have been twists and turns, it is still a smooth road. I don't want to become a transformation god. But I have encountered several disasters in a row. I am afraid that I will not be able to go back in this life~lightnovelpub.net~ I hope that Yinyue and the old monk of Kutuo Temple will fight to the death, otherwise I am afraid that my Jin Dynasty will be in trouble." Luo Qi smiled wryly. With a sound.

"Fellow Daoist, it's better to heal your wounds first, or I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the power of space shifting." Jue Ming flipped his hands and took out a pill that looked like purple jade, and then injected a ball of light golden luster in front of him. There are thousands of scriptures as thin as hair circulating in it.

"That's right. After listening to fellow Daoist's words, the old man is watching the sky from a well. I thought that Dajin was a place of inspiration in this world, but I didn't think it was just living in a corner." After Luo Qi finished speaking, he knew that there must be a mysterious restriction, but he Without struggling uselessly, he stretched out his hand to take it, swallowed it into his stomach, and concentrated on refining it.

Jueming saw that he was so knowledgeable, nodded his head in satisfaction, and then walked towards the vast sea and desert.

Right now, the ancient teleportation circle of the White Horse Temple in Nanzhou has been searched by five sects for more than 100,000 years, and there is only one hidden in the desert.

It turned out that by chance, Jueyue chased and killed the green lion to Nanzhou, but also discovered an ancient teleportation circle leading to the islands in the South China Sea.

Now this formation is jointly controlled by Baima Temple and Xuanyuanzong, and it cannot be opened without the unanimous consent of the two.