Chapter 50 Blessing from the Sky

"First of all, it has to be made by a woman!" The first sentence Jianwan said hit the hearts of Zhang Zixuan and Yang Ziyuan. This green silk doesn't look like a man's use!

But Jianwan didn't care and continued to say, "Secondly, she must be a very beautiful woman, that is, a woman with a vein of nine yin and a natural eye. Finally, she must be a woman with a 'Huizhi Lanxin'. This is all said by the forefather. All three are indispensable!"

"Huizhi Lanxin" is commonly known as the "seven orifice exquisite heart", which also belongs to the blessing given by God. No arrogant person can imagine who has such luck. Yang Ziyuan has the vein of Jiuyin and has a heavenly eye... However, it's really a little strange. Could it be...

Sure enough, Yang Ziyuan sighed secretly, "It's a pity that I only have heavenly eyes and seven exquisite hearts. As for the vein of Jiuyin, I dare not ask for it!"

"Ha ha! Ziyuan, hurry up and recognize the Lord!" Zhang Zixuan was stunned at first when he heard the words, and then said with a smile, "Blessings fall from the three heavens, you have it!"

"Ah?" Yang Ziyuan looked at Zhang Zixuan in disbelief. She had the matter of Huizhilanxin, which was told by a Taoist monk to Yang Wentong, so that she was forced to be familiar with it since she was a child, through the Taoist mysteries and Buddhist classics. As for the heavenly eye, I didn't find it until I opened it not long ago. Now I know that I still have Jiuyin veins. As smart as her, I have to be stunned there.

"I really can't see it! The mother's blessing is so deep!" Jianwan's voice "mother" turned Yang Ziyuan's face red.

Seeing Yang Ziyuan's appearance, Zhang Zixuan quickly scolded Jianwan and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Don't you want to integrate yourself quickly?"

"Oh, oh! OK! In fact, it is also very simple to recognize the Lord! Just turn your blood into aura and inject it into the green silk!" After saying this, Jianwan turned his eyes to the last square handkerchief: "That square handkerchief is banned because there is a real phoenix spirit on it. Occasionally, there is a phoenix ming. When the skill enters the participation, it can be recruited. It is powerful, so it is named 'Linghuang Pa'. Because of the arrogant habits of the five spirits, its conditions for master recognition are more harsh.

The so-called five spirits, Lin, phoenix, turtle, dragon and white tiger. They are all ancient beasts raised by nature, and they are naturally extremely arrogant.

"How many conditions are there?" Zhang Zixuan didn't like this kind of appetizing evil behavior very much, but he had to ask.

"There are not many, only one condition..." Jianwan teased Zhang Zixuan, paused for a long time, and then said, "That is to have the blood of Phoenix!" I'm done. It's time for me to merge, right?" At this time, Jianwan was anxious.

Zhang Zixuan suddenly thought of Le Tian. Phoenix blood, isn't Linghuang Pa deliberately left here for her? The more Zhang Zixuan thinks about it, the more strange it becomes. This "Xuanzi Hall" seems to be made for me everywhere! Whether it is the forbidden spirit of the upper hall, or the yin and yang blood that opens the door, the mysterious nine palace steps... Moreover, now these magic weapons seem to be specially prepared for me!

"Finally, you talk about your master recognition conditions! To be honest, otherwise..." Zhang Zixuan said threateningly.

"The person I like!" Jianwan saw that Zhang Zixuan's face darkened and quickly said, "I'm kidding! To be honest, my conditions are not harsh. It is necessary to have a sword with excellent qualifications, and it must be a sword without instruments.

"There is no sword spirit?" Zhang Zixuan thought to himself, isn't there a sword spirit in the blue snake soft sword?

"Where is that green snake? I don't even have a wisdom. I can't practice by instinct! Not to mention the power! However, it is also what really attracts me. A pair of skins is enough for my Dharma body. As long as I merge in, the body becomes its inner elixir, and the wisdom becomes its soul, it will be done! At that time, with my spiritual power, no one can break my magic body, let alone destroy my body! Hahahaha!"

So that's it! Zhang Zixuan stood up straight and asked Jianwan, "Then let's get started!" Do you need to protect the law?

Jianwan said disdainfully, "Of course not! The master should be optimistic about the master mother!"

Zhang Zixuan nodded and said to Yang Ziyuan, "Don't worry about refining. I'll help you protect the Dharma to avoid the invasion of demons!"

As he spoke, Jianwan suddenly shouted, "Master! Let the little dragon open his mouth!"

Zhang Zixuan clicked the blue snake soft sword with his right hand, and the blood-red dragon opened its mouth. Jianwan took the opportunity to enter the dragon's mouth.

As soon as the blood-red dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the sword pill, he saw that the momentum around the dragon's body suddenly turned upside down. After a while, the blood-red dragon actually rose dozens of times in the sky. Fortunately, the tower was big enough to accommodate the dragon body dozens of times.

"Wo!" As soon as the blood-red dragon's longan opened, he suddenly shot out two fine light. Looking carefully, the longan was no longer as empty as before, but had a pair of black and white eyes like a living person.

At this moment, the skin of the blood red dragon has also changed. The dragon body, which was originally virtualized by the spiritual body, slowly reflected a trace of luster. Looking at it carefully, it seemed that the virtual body turned into a solid body. It's not the primary illusion of the door of the secret room of the Luoyang Hall in Nanjian Mountain, but the real virtualization!

After the blood-red dragon was transformed into an entity, he opened the dragon's mouth and spit out a very thin white filament from it. That is the famous Panlong silk. It was originally the evolution of the dragon body that appeared, but now it is actually spit out from the mouth of a sword spirit, which is really strange.

Those Panlong silk slowly surrounded the body of the blood-red dragon and wrapped it up. The bigger it was, the tighter it was, and finally formed a silver-white cocoon, floating in the air, shining with a blurred brilliance.

"Huh? What's wrong with it?" Yang Ziyuan is a little strange. Why does the blood-red dragon become a silver cocoon now?

"Ziyuan, refine the green and green silk." Zhang Zixuan did not explain, but chose to turn the sword into a dragon. This relatively safe opportunity helped Yang Ziyuan refine the magic weapon.

Yang Ziyuan nodded and put the silk in his hand: "How to do it?"

"Insulate the divine consciousness, find the critical place, and then control it." Zhang Zixuan sat down, arranged a few forbidden arrays with one hand, and the other hand against Yang Ziyuan's back. The dragon formula quickly ran: "I'll help you."

After hearing this, Yang Ziyuan put the green and green silk in his hand, and his consciousness immediately threw it in.

Yang Ziyuan only felt a flash of white light, and a scene of the blue sea appeared in front of him. The calm lake was like an ancient jade embedded in the land, gentle and quiet like a mother's embrace. Although Yang Ziyuan's mother had passed away when she was born, Yang Ziyuan, who lacked maternal love since she was a child, was more eager for that kind of tenderness. Now the lake in front of him firmly binds her with the invisible love.

"Ziyuan! Go and find the critical place!" Zhang Zixuan was a little anxious, but his voice was still cold.

When refining the magic weapon, what you are most afraid of is the invasion of demons, and the evil spirits are erratic outside the three worlds, their whereabouts are uncertain, and it is difficult for any formation to stop it for a lifetime. Only the true yang qi emitted by normal living things is the only way to restrain evil spirits.

Demons have always attacked in groups, so that the protection of the Dharma is of little use. After all, it is difficult to defeat the four hands with two fists. Occasionally, a fish that leaks the net invades the Dharma body, which will also endanger the life of the real owner of the Dharma body.

Therefore, Zhang Zixuan's only way is to let Yang Ziyuan refine the green silk as soon as possible!

When Yang Ziyuan heard the sound of consciousness from Zhang Zixuan in the green silk, he was shocked and quickly went to the other side of the lake.

At this time, a group of gray shadows suddenly appeared around Zhang Zixuan and Yang Ziyuan. The group of virtual shadows gathered more and more, scattered around Yang Ziyuan.

These virtual shadows are the evil spirits. The demon is the spiritual body of a person who has not experienced disaster and refused to give up his Dharma body to become a virtual immortal. The Dharma body was smashed into pieces by the heavenly disaster, and he himself became a thoughtless demon who could only seize the Dharma body. The devil's nature can detect the location of the Dharma body outside the divine consciousness and possess him without remembering the consequences. If you succeed in possessing the Dharma body of others, then the divine consciousness of the possessed person will become a new demon, often in a continuous cycle. This is what the spiritual practitioners talk about - take it away!

Now, Yang Ziyuan is facing this problem. The demons have gathered and are ready to take his Dharma body.

Zhang Zixuan seemed to notice something, and his right hand, which supported the prohibition, kept changing. Suddenly, a bright red fire cover appeared beside Yang Ziyuan, and the flame swallowed and rolled, making those demons who had always been fearless retreat a little afraid.

Of course, Yang Ziyuan will not know all this. Her whole consciousness entered the green and green silk. After crossing the lake, she came to four strange-shaped stone altars. Most of the four stone altars are triangular, with a small hole in the middle, and the four altars are arranged around. If you are careful, you can see that three of the four stone altars are in the array of three talents, and the remaining one is in the center of the array of talents.

Yang Ziyuan looked back at the turquoise lake with some nostalgia and resolutely walked to the central stone altar.

"Ziyuan, go to the stone altar next to you first." While stopping the invasion of this demon, Zhang Zixuan guided Yang Ziyuan to refine the green silk.

Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan bypassed the stone altar in the middle and climbed to the "heaven" altar in the three talents. As soon as he ascended the Temple of Heaven, he saw a five-color divine light in the small hole of the middle sword of the "Heaven" Altar, and Yang Ziyuan's eyes were sore. Suddenly, a white beam of light came out of Yang Ziyuan's seal hall, and the heavenly eye opened by itself.

Yang Ziyuan covered the sky's eyes in surprise, but that day's eyes seemed to penetrate her palm, and the scene everywhere was in her eyes. Yang Ziyuan closed her eyes, leaving only the heavenly eyes to feel this wonderful feeling.