"San Nian, you have been sitting for seven years. Are you not tired?"

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"Oh, I really admire your concentration. It's been seven years, huh? Have you grown hair?"

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"Does your butt have a calluse?"

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"It smells so smelly. I smell it in the golden bowl. Go take a shower?"

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"Uh! Are you all those who practice Buddhism who don't like to cleanse your body? Oh, by the way, Buddhists advocate that the body is the skin, and Buddhism is the top priority. I'm sorry, I forgot."

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"But you have to wipe your body... It smells so smelly, you can't smell it yourself?"

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In a secret room on the main building of the Huang family, Sannian's old face, composed with sweat and hard work, was gently beating with the rhythm of endurance of anger with frivolous and sarcastic words. The sound came over and could not interfere with his mind. Although he knew that the boy sitting cross-legged in the golden bowl was now weak in body and weak in killing, it was already time for the oil to be exhausted, but the three minds were not easy to be disturbed by this kind of playful words.

"This kid is so difficult. For seven years, the kid's mouth has never stopped. Wu Yue and Wu Ye were talking about this and that in his ear, the tenacity and strength made people want to rush in and knock him up with a stick." Although Sannian was angry, he knew that this was Lu Chen's plan, and he wanted to use words to make himself clear so that he could find an opportunity to escape.

Sannian took a deep breath, and the seals in his hand kept flying out of his palms and mouths, sacrificing to the nine treasures of golden bowls, constantly making up for the Haoranian heaven and earth's righteousness that was missing because of the murderous thought of Transforming Lu Chen.

Seven years, whether it is long or short, it is not known. The old and the son have only confronted each other to reach a terrifying seven years. Lu Chen's murderous thought was being wiped out bit by bit, and he could only madly move the Earth Demon Realm against Heaven to improve his evil spirit. His cultivation comes from evil spirits, and he knows that after the evil spirit disappears, it will be the time for him to fail. Lu Chen did not dare to be careless. While using the Immortal Art to reach the ninth level and eighteen times, he retorted with each other.

Lu Chen had only one chance to interrupt the casting of the three thoughts, take the opportunity to open the jade tile space, and use countless evil clouds there to break through the constraints of the nine treasure golden bowl in one fell swoop.

In contrast, the three thoughts have made greater gains in the past seven years than the past hundreds of years. While Haoran Buddhism is burying his head in studying Buddhist scriptures and transforming evil thoughts, it has improved significantly at all times. The three thoughts at present seem like a master of the Mahayana stage, with extremely profound cultivation.

"Oh, Sannian, why is this trouble? No matter how it is, we have been together for seven years. We always have feelings for each other. To be honest, you are much better than that boy Huang Hanchong. At least you didn't want to kill me, and you still have to do good deeds. Tell you, I'm a little pleasing to you now." Lu Chen talked and said in a vague way. It seemed that he was fine, but in fact he was not better than Sannian.

The two of them have similar cultivation levels. They have improved in the three thoughts and are in the Mahayana path, but in the end they only have one Nascent Soul.

However, Lu Chen was in the middle stage of the nine Yuanying tribulation, and was in the Earth Evil's Rebellion Realm. The Nine Infants helped each other and their magic power was endless. Although the murderous thoughts generated by the evil spirit were a little less, Lu Chen never allowed the three thoughts to break through his most fundamental defense, enter the sea of ​​consciousness, and transform into the spiritual consciousness.

Sannian finally couldn't help it, and his old face twitched, trying to calm himself down: "Lu Chen, don't waste your time, Lao Na will not be affected by you." After Sannian finished speaking, he immediately shut up and calmed down.

Under the perception of the spiritual consciousness, Sannian had already seen that Lu Chen was at the end of his strength. In a few more hours, his last thought of killing would be suppressed by himself. Then, as long as he uses the supreme Buddhist Dharma to enter his sea of ​​consciousness and overcome his evil thoughts, he could completely disappear in his body. In the mouth of Sannian, this is called the method of extermination.

The immortal arts that eliminate Lu Chen and his magical power cultivation will be greatly reduced by then and I will no longer be able to compete with him. And I am very likely to feel the 99th-level calamity period.

Lu Chen greeted all the ancestors of Sannian in his heart, and his expression was still approachable: "How can you think of me like this? I really want to have a good talk with you." Su Chen kept his spiritual consciousness tightly, his mind frantically changed, and he said with a clever idea: "Huh? It's been seven years, and it's about to be a weapon refining conference soon. When Huang Han rushed over, he asked you if you want to participate, and whether you want to participate?"

Sannian didn't want to answer, but this kid was too annoying, so he replied: "Hmph! After you pass on, Lao Na will be able to follow the Mahayana. Do you still need to participate in the weapon refining conference?"

"Then don't you want to become a fairy craftsman?"

"Immortal Craft." Sannian smiled disdainfully and said, "As long as Lao Na becomes a Mahayana master, his magic power will transform his immortal energy, why worry about not being able to refine immortal weapons? The name of a mere immortal craftsman is optional."

"Wow, Master, that's different." Lu Chen laughed in his heart and said to himself: I'm not afraid of you talking, but I'm afraid you can't hear it.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Master, now Daming Temple, Qingchuan City, the demons are looking for you. You used to be a monk in Daming Temple, but you stole the nine treasures of golden bowls. What is this called? This is called breaking the Buddhist rules, the temple rules, there is a boss above you, he will not let you go. There are also Demon Buddhas and Demon Sects. If you have killed so many people, they will come to you. Alas! Why do you say that?"

Lu Chen pretended to be thinking, suddenly snapped his fingers and said, "By the way, grandma doesn't care, uncle doesn't love, right?"

"Um..." Sannian's face shook and quickly turned red. Lu Chen really said this sentence to his heart. In the past, Sannian had supreme prestige in Daming Temple and even the immortal realms, but now in order to be anxious to become a master of the Mahayana stage, he not only stole magic weapons, but also killed the Demon Buddha. Even if the people of the Demon Clan become a master of the Mahayana stage, they would regard themselves as enemies. It was really that grandma didn't love him and uncle didn't love him anymore.

The spiritual consciousness was disturbed, and the golden light of the golden bowl suddenly dimmed a little, and the inner breath did not reach. Lu Chen couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He hurriedly used the immortal technique to support the Qi Gang for half an inch, increasing the difficulty of San Ninian to transform himself. Then he didn't wait for San Ninian to speak and continued: "Also, the master is about to become a master of the Mahayana stage, and the Ninth-level Tribulation is not far away. Well, I'll congratulate you first, but Master, if someone knows your Kalpa period, Buddhism, Demon Buddha, and Demon Clan will certainly not allow you to pass the Tribulation safely. Master, you must be careful."

After hearing this, Sannian almost fell to the ground. Lu Chen was right. It was not a trivial matter to be disturbed when he was passing the tribulation. Even though he knew that Lu Chen was stimulating him, Sannian still couldn't help but tremble all over and shouted in surprise: "Shut up..."

Shut up? That's impossible, now is a good time.

Lu Chen kept stopping and immediately speeded up his speech: "Master, don't worry, I'll analyze it carefully for you. For example, Huang Hanchong, do you think he is a good person, and the master has achieved enlightenment, Huang Hanchong is probably the first to think of your Nascent Soul. Tsk, the Nascent Soul in the Mahayana stage will save you many years of cultivation time. Moreover, Huang Hanchong now needs such a powerful Nascent Soul cultivation. He will definitely attack you. Hum, I will definitely..."

"Shut up..." Sannian felt like he was going crazy. Lu Chen's broken mouth was endless.

Seeing that Sannian was angry, Lu Chen knew that the opportunity had come and immediately said, "Okay, I'll shut up, Master, don't be angry, be careful of your health."

After hearing this, Sannian got much better, but at this moment, Lu Chen suddenly said, "Master, I want to pee."

"Puff!" The sound was like silk threads entering my ears. Sannian's anger that had just calmed down suddenly rolled up. He accidentally got a big breath and sprayed it out in one mouthful.

"Good opportunity." The connection between the spiritual consciousness and the Jiubao Golden Bowl became weaker in an instant. Seeing this, Lu Chen's eyes flashed with a flash of light. With the last trace of magic power, his hands suddenly opened and suddenly connected with the jade tile space. He pulled a space crack in front of his chest that was half a palm and about a length of forearm...

The gap appeared, Lu Chen held his spiritual consciousness and maintained a state of contact with the jade tile space. Then, a stream of majestic evil clouds surged out with the whistling wind and the hideous faces of the demons.

"Earth Evil Realm, Ninth Level, get me..." Lu Chen shouted violently, and the magic tricks were rushing to the evil clouds. Even if they had no skill in refining, they were absorbed into the purple palace. At the same time, the Six-character Killing Technique's Closing Mountain sounded.

"Kill one word, block the mountain..."

"Bastard." Sannian transformed into Lu Chen, mainly with spiritual consciousness. The two spiritual consciousnesses started to confront each other in the secret room. Their thoughts were clearly visible in each other's sea of ​​consciousness, and they both knew each other's thoughts. Sannian saw the evil clouds gushing out like a tsunami in Lu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness through his spiritual consciousness, and breathed another mouthful of blood.

Seven years, seven years, the three thoughts were not relaxed at all. Just as Lu Chen's few words disturbed his mind, and he was wrong in his words and was full of blood transfusion.

San Nian was unwilling to accept it, shouting and cursing, and even pursuing Buddhism regardless of everything. In his body, a yellow relics the size of a gem suddenly flew out, turning into a trace of light and forcibly shot into Lu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Huh!" The relics shot, and the evil aura in Lu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness weakened again, and he actually wanted to use his natal relics to fight to the death.

"The turtle, I'm dying with Master Dao? Fight with you." Lu Chen also became angry. No one was sealed in the golden bowl and stayed in a bitter place for seven years. Lu Chen's evil fire had already been suffocated. He didn't release it at this time, so when would he wait?

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two people's spiritual consciousness clashed in the sea of ​​consciousness, which was even more violent than the collision of thousands of magic weapons. It has to be said that the magic power of San Nian is indeed pure and has a way to restrain himself. Lu Chen bit his lips and burst out a thread of blood. He swung his ten fingers and formed a strange seal, shouting: "Two-word Kill: Broke the Sea."

In the middle stage of the tribulation, Lu Chen used the second level of the Six-Symbol Killing Art under a sudden change. The boundless evil energy turned into a black demon wall like a giant gate, descending from the sky, cutting off the majestic righteous energy rolling in half in the middle of the sea of ​​consciousness. When he looked at the spiritual consciousness, he saw the tide-like yellow righteous energy, and split it into two with a loud bang.

The righteousness had disappeared, and Lu Chen took this opportunity to lift up, raised his fists over his head, and crashed into the yellow mist above his head. With a loud bang, he rushed out of the Nine Treasure Golden Bowl.

The bondage of the golden bowl is no longer there, and Lu Chen is reborn. With the urgency of the huge evil spirit essence, the earth evil spirit, the ninth level of the 18th time of the heavenly realm, he returns to his original body.

"Old thing. Taoist master time is running. Haha!" Looking at Sannian's angry look, he was almost crazy, Lu Chen couldn't help laughing proudly: "Sannian, now you can't do anything to me, haha, let's die (8)."

Lu Chen roared violently, raised his palm and slapped at the Tianling Cover of San Nian, and the murderous thoughts on his palm climbed infinitely.

Sannian gritted her teeth and wanted to pull out Lu Chen's skin and bones. In anger, a strange black light suddenly appeared in the golden light. The black light continued to magnify in front of Lu Chen's eyes, and finally wrapped Sannian tightly. This gray light not only triggered Sannian's magic power changes, but also the evil demons flying in the secret room were also invading into his purple mansion.

Lu Chen did not take a photo and witnessed this change with his own eyes. He retreated quickly in horror, but San Nian hugged his head and screamed. The scream was so fierce that even Lu Chen felt like he was scratching his heart and heart.

"Damn, I transformed into a demon." Lu Chen glared at his eyes and petrified in place.

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