My Summoner Can Learn Skills

Twenty-three years of Cicada Transformation can directly raise one's own level, which is equivalent to raising the cultivation base.

　　Theoretically, the higher the level, the more obvious the effect is.

　　 However, there is an important restriction when using it, that is, it cannot be used to attack the advanced entrance.

　　 In other words, if Chen Gou uses his body once to change back to a baby state, even if the gain he gets after 23 years is a direct increase of ten levels, he will stop at level seventy and cannot be promoted to seventy-one.

　　 Those extra levels are naturally wasted.

　　 But this does not mean that the level of cicada change directly increased in 23 years is not important.

　　 is the same reason. As the level gets higher, the speed at which the awakened is upgraded by killing creatures becomes slower and slower, and the time required for enlightenment and other methods becomes longer.

　　 makes any means of increasing levels above the seventh rank, becoming more precious.

　　 What's more, after the three cicada changes, you can get a cicada that can change your life against the sky, which is of great benefit to the supreme realm.

boom!

boom!

　　 There was a loud noise suddenly in the distance, with a roar of thunder, from far to near, getting louder and louder.

　　Mountain battle puppet!

　　 The one that Chen Gou used to transform Momoyama into the Kingdom of Palm Mountain.

　　 At this time, the Haotian Temple on the mountain puppet has become the Houtu Temple. The statues of Houtu are enshrined in the temple, which were pinched by Sister Wang when she was traveling to the world.

　　 The five-hundred-meter-high war puppet came to stand beside the cold lake and stood majestically, like a **** guarding Nantianmen.

　　 It's just that, what he guards is not the Nantian Gate, but the Time and Space Gate in the cold lake.

　　 During the period when Chen Gou and Ye Hongyu are away, he will prevent anyone from approaching...

　　 Half a month later, on the West Wilderness in the extreme west of this world, an old yellow horse-drawn cyan carriage headed west.

　　 It's midsummer now, and the grass grows with warblers flying on the wasteland, full of vitality.

　　 "Why don't you wait for the sword sage to realize the complete Zhuxian Sword Formation before you act? That should be foolproof." Ye Hongyu, who was driving, raised his head and asked Chen who was sitting on the roof of the car.

　　 "Is it so easy to comprehend the first killing formation in the ancient times? Even the Juggernaut can count on the year, and I don't have time to wait."

　　 Chen Gou certainly knew that he had the most confidence to lay down a complete Zhuxian sword formation to kill Haotian, but he didn't have time to stay in this world.

　　 Time does not wait for me, the world of Canglan is now turbulent, and the storm is about to come. There are even rumors that the pope has even prepared his cemetery.

　　 In other words, the drastic change of "Cracking the Earth and Conferring God" is imminent.

　　 At that time, there will be an earth-shattering battle.

　　 Chen Gou must make himself stronger under the Celestial God Realm as much as possible, so as to ensure that Huadao will not become fat in the eyes of others in this upheaval, and then spare no effort to fight for more benefits.

　　Note that this world will never advance or retreat. If others are getting stronger? 　And he stays where he is? 　Even if the growth rate is slow, it is a step backward!

　　Without being promoted to the realm of heaven? 　The primordial spirit cultivates the dao body of the ghost? 　The realization of dual-path fellow practitioners is undoubtedly the only way to maximize combat power.

　　So, Haotian's lifeblood? 　He is bound to win, but he has no time to wait.

　　 "Then how sure are you?"

　　 Ye Hongyu stretched out his hand and brushed her hair tossed by the wind behind her ears? 　 The graceful and beautiful figure was outlined by the slim red dress so beautifully.

　　 "Ninety percent."

"Ha ha"

　　 Ye Hongyu wants to be with her and all the worries along the way are self-conscious?

　　At this time?　Chen Gou suddenly said: "It was originally 10%, but because I took you, it dropped 10%."

　　 Ye Hongyu: "……"

　　After a while, she suddenly changed the conversation? 　 asked: "You and Ning Que are really masters and apprentices?"

　　 Chen Gou said lightly: "Such as a fake replacement? 　Love the father and son."

　　 Ye Hongyu did not believe: "Then you still pit him to the Xuankong Temple?"

　　 Chen Gou said in a deep tone: "It is precisely because I am in sympathy with the father and son that they can't bear to do it themselves, so I borrow the hands of the bald donkeys."

　　 Ye Hongyu turned his head: "He...hehe..."

　　 Chen Gou looked up at the sky, and felt helpless in his heart.

　　 Haotian is going to kill sooner or later, whether he is Sangsang or not, whether Ning Que agrees or not.

　　Because God’s life and blood are so precious and rare? 　There are many gods in the mountain and sea **** realm like dogs, but there are few who can unite and turn into heaven.

　　 Isn't the strength bad? 　 It's a rare opportunity.

　　Want to become the heaven of one world, it doesn’t mean that the cultivation is strong enough? 　 Other conditions have to be met.

　　 First of all, there must be a relatively independent world, which is basically satisfied in the abyss world.

　　Secondly, you have to master the power of fate? 　Able to become one of the heavens? 　They are all strong ones.

　　Finally? 　 has to be recognized by the rules of the world.

　　 This is the most abstract and also the most difficult point.

　　 The law and order are invisible, invisible, mysterious, and unpredictable. No one knows how to be recognized, so chance is needed.

　　 In short, the Haotian of the Night World is the only heavenly Dao that Chen Gou can think of and reach so far.

　　 He wants to obtain God's life, blood, dual path, and temper a ghostly saint body. This is his only chance and he cannot give up.

　　 What he promised was to keep Sangsang as possible while beheading Haotian.

　　 After all, there is still a slight difference between her and Haotian...

　　 I don’t know how long it took, and a strange old tree appeared in the wilderness ahead.

　　 The trunk is gray and white, and the leaves are like futons. In the light snow, the green group is the Bodhi.

　　 There are a few small sink marks under the linden tree. The inside is as smooth as a mirror and very clean. There are no fallen leaves, no dust, no snowflakes, and nothing inside.

　　 It is said that the founder of Buddhism, the Buddha, once lay down on his side under the Bodhi tree and closed his eyes and Nirvana. These are the last traces of him left in the world.

　　 The blue carriage stopped when it reached the Bodhi tree, because an old monk under the tree was blocking the way.

　　 This old monk wears a hat on his head and holds a tin branch. His body seems to be closely connected to the desolate land. Its weight is as heavy as a mountain, and even the wind cannot shake it.

　　 "The first lecture in the Hanging Temple."

　　 Ye Hongyu had a solemn expression, and he whispered the identity of the old monk to remind Chen Gou.

　　 In fact, she didn't even talk about Chen Gou. After all, she was the first person in the world.

　　Practicing into a golden body, spiritual and physical all become Buddhas, invulnerable to swords and guns, is the "Buddha in the world".

　　I used to fight the Master who was furious with Ke Haoran's death on Momoyama together with Zhishou Guanzhu...

　　 Lost.

　　 But for people in this world, being able to fight the Master is already an honor.

　　 It can be said that if you don't count outsiders like Chen Gou, the master and him are one of the strongest people in the world.

　　The first seat of the lecture was standing quietly under the Bodhi tree, holding the stick in his left hand, and hanging the Buddha beads with his right hand.

　　 did not look at Ye Hongyu, but stared at Chen Gou. The emotions in his eyes were very complicated, with incomprehension and dignity, the most being firm.

　　 Chen Gou still sat cross-legged, and smiled lightly without even intending to stand up: "Master knows he is coming next?"

　　 The first seat looked at him quietly, and said: "We know everything about the Xuankong Temple in the West Wilderness."

　　Western Wilderness is located in the westernmost part of Jiangye Continent. It is the territory of Buddhism. All the people in the territory are Buddhism believers. Therefore, no trace of the West can escape the eyes of Buddhism. This sentence is not an exaggeration.

　　 Besides, Chen Gou and Ye Hongyu did not deliberately hide their identities along the way.

　　 Since he and Ye Hongyu defeated the temple, their fame spread throughout the mainland, and the Buddha Zong naturally paid close attention to him.

　　 "Is Ning Que in your Xuankong Temple? He is a disciple of the academy and my disciple."

　　 Chen Gou knowingly asked, he naturally has channels to know Ning Que's dynamics.

　　 The first lecturer quietly looked at him, and said: "Yes, I am a guest in the temple right now."

　　He looked calm, but there was a strange hostility deep in his eyes, and he did not hide from Chen Gou, who had also been observing him.

　　 Chen Gou knew this to himself, guessing that the monks in the Xuankong Temple already knew the true identity of Sangsang, or at least had some suspicions.

　　 Otherwise, the Xuankong Temple has no reason to be hostile to him when they first met, and it will not allow the old monk to intercept him halfway in advance. It is probably because he is afraid that Chen Gou will turn the hanging mountain where the Buddha's body has turned into a mountain puppet and abduct it.

　　 Only when Xuankong Temple recognized Sangsang's true identity and thought Chen Gou was here to save her and Ning Que, everything made sense.

　　 The smile on Chen Gou's face suddenly disappeared, and he said inexplicably, "I heard that the Buddha left a chessboard back then. I like it very much."

　　 This is so rude, why does he like the chessboard left by the Buddha?

　　 The first lecturer said without expression: "The treasures are touching, but the treasures of the Xuankong Temple can only be in the hands of Buddhist disciples."

　　 Chen Gou looked strange: "Oh, can you take this seriously?"

　　The first lecture of the lecture: "The monks don't speak slurs."

　　 "The master is also a person with status, don't go back in your way."

　　 Chen Gou chuckled, and suddenly the Buddha light on his body was surging, densely dense, extremely flaming, and even turned into Buddha lines around his body.

　　 In the blink of an eye, his appearance and temperament changed drastically, turning into a black-eyed Buddha.

　　Ghost phase Tathagata!

　　 Chen Gou transformed himself into a ghost-like Tathagata through transformation skills, as if a Buddhist supernatural power stared at the first seat of the sermon, and said lightly: "Now, can the chessboard be in my hands?"

　　 was shocked all around.

　　 Even Ye Hongyu looked at Chen Gou blankly...

　　 What magical power is this again?

　　Why is the breath of the power of Buddhism so magnificent and authentic, even completely crushing the first lecture on the opposite side?

　　Who is the number one person in the world?

　　 Yes, everyone is stunned.

　　 Buddhism has always been relatively xenophobic~www.wuxiahere.com~ The magical powers are only passed on to the disciples of the discipline, so it is clear whether there are seniors or masters in the school.

　　 It is certain that there is absolutely no such person as Chen Gou in the history of the Hanging Temple.

　　 But where does his extremely authentic Buddhism come from?

　　 "Dare to learn the sacred law of Buddhism?"

　　 The first lecturer responded with anger. Since it is not a Buddhist religion, it can only be a steal.

　　 "Joke. The Ksitigarbha is my cheap master, I still use to steal?"

　　 The Brahma Shocking Rosary appeared in Chen Gou’s hand, and he chuckled: "I'm going to set the Xuankong Temple, and I will definitely win the chessboard. If you stop the old monk, think about the lessons of the Taoshan Xiling Temple."

　　 "The battle of Taoshan, the poor monk had heard about it, and the benefactor was supernatural, even better than Ke Haoran back then."

Perhaps the first speaker of the lecture did not know what the three words Ksitigarbha in Buddhism meant. His expression did not touch too much, but he calmed down quickly. He said calmly, "But hearing is fictitious, seeing is believing, There is no room for desecration of the Buddhist holy land."

　　 "You talk too much..."

　　 Chen Gou had no expression on his face. I don't know when, behind him, there was already a fighting style exactly like him.

　　 The golden body is awe-inspiring, not angered or prestigious, and his height is tens of feet, like a Foshan, majestic and majestic. When Chen Gou's voice fell, he raised his foot and stepped forward.

　　 The first lecturer raised his head, and a black shadow thundered down...

　　 Cover the sky and cover the sun.