Chapter 229 The Realm of Yuqi

The pure spirit of Buddhism is like a gurgling stream, and like a gentle spring breeze, with a faint Buddha language, which makes the spiritual platform empty.

Countless Buddhist Prajna Zen seals also appeared on Yang Yanzhao's body. Zou Ran, a Taoist in the Ming Dynasty, lost his color, and his bearded hand stopped in mid-air. He had encountered this breath, which turned out to be the Buddhist supreme Dharma and Lotus Sutra. After being shocked, he couldn't help but be puzzled. How could this Buddhist unique learning be integrated with Taoist skills?

By his side, Guo Huai and others trembled slightly. If it hadn't been for his cultivation, he would have almost lost his mind, and Chai Qingyun and others, who had a slightly shallow cultivation, had already sat cross-legged on the ground and recited them.

With the appearance of the Buddha's spirit out of thin air, the rotating jade virtual also changed, and the faint green light suddenly soared. The four emerald green leaves that were originally wrapped around the bottle gradually opened, and the red color was like a wandering dragon, moving around the bottle.

Under the night, the small red color became more and more dazzling, and the blood was dripping. The speed of swimming in the green became faster and faster. Suddenly, he looked over, as if to break free from the bottle and fly to the dark sky.

"Ao...!"

In the Buddha's Zen language, there was a sudden roar. Suddenly, there was a magnificent momentum in the Buddha's breath like the spring in March, pouring out with innocible pressure, panic and invincible, destroying people's minds, and sealing the aura of Dantian Snow Sea.

"Regress!"

The Taoist in the Ming Dynasty drank a low voice, and then jumped forward and sent Chai Qingyun and others several feet away with a wide sleeve robe. When he flew, he staggered and fell on the green mud and grass.

"Teacher!"

The disciples of the first class were full of panic and hurried forward to support him. The Taoist got up in a little embarrassed, and did not care about the dusty grass hanging on his beard that he had always cherished. His eyes were full of horror, staring straight at the red in front of him, and whispered a few words in his mouth, but it was difficult to hear.

After a few more roars tearing people's hearts and gods, Yang Yanzhao's countless Buddhist seals were shining brightly, surging around Yuxu, and was absorbed in a blink of an eye.

After the Buddha seal disappeared, the rotation of the jade virtual seemed to be a little slower, and the strange sound disappeared. The enchanting red was still swimming, while the jade virtual bottle and the Buddha Zen leaves were more and more green.

Under the faint green light, Yang Yanzhao's face was covered with blood stains. Even in his white clothes, he faintly saw blood stains. His whole body could not help trembling, as if he would fall to the ground the next moment.

The evening breeze is getting thicker and thicker; the night is getting more and more blurred.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spit out. Seeing the situation, the eighth sister exclaimed loudly and wanted to rush forward, but she felt that the dark shadow in front of her flashed and blocked her way.

"Don't go up, or it will kill him!"

It was the old man in the brown robe who raised his head. At this time, his face was full of solemnity. She looked at him. Ba Mei hesitated and finally took back the steps she took back. Therefore, she grabbed the sleeve of the Luo women who stopped her body. Her big eyes were full of tears. The little tiger's teeth clenched her lips tightly and stared at the front, even her breathing stopped.

Turning around, the Taoist's eyebrows were squeezed in a place at some point. His hands hanging in the wide-sleeved robe had begun to pinch out the sword formula, and the bronze sword behind him was ringing.

In the distance, the mouthful of blood spit out by Yang Yanzhao did not fall to the ground, but turned into layers of blood fog, floating in the air. In a moment, it was inhaled by Yuxu like the aura between the earth.

As soon as the blood entered the jade virtual bottle, the emerald green and transparent bottle immediately added countless blood-colored veins, and the already dim little dragon also burst into light.

In an instant, Yuxu quickly rotated again, but this time, it was not absorbing the aura, but a green and yellow relationship from the mouth of the bottle surrounded by Zen, with a slight red aura, straight into the top of Yang Yanzhao's head and penetrated into his veins.

I felt that Yang Yanzhao's breath gradually returned to stability. The hand of the sword formula held by the Taoist slowly loosened, and his heart was suddenly relieved, but his eyes still did not move, and his eyes were full of worry.

On the edge of the sky, a trace of light appeared in the black fog. The morning wind blew away the rustling night. On the riverside, several early birds stopped on the fluttering water grass. After drinking a few mouthfuls of water, they hurriedly spread their wings and left for fear of disturbing the group of people not far away.

The morning sun is rising, the glow shines on the earth, the river is sparkling and red, and the grass is still moving in the breeze. In a while, there are one or two birds singing from the sky.

Quiet and calm, but full of vitality.

On the riverside, the Taoist in the Ming Dynasty looked up at the sky, and there was obviously a trace of anxiety in his eyes. Although he understood that the advancement was not easy to make, Yang Yanzhao had been like this for three or four hours. Yu Xu was still excreting strange aura, but his breath was still in a state of vigor.

How strange is this?

Just as hesitating, whether it should be passed on to the letter and the ancestors in the sect asked what was going on, the jade virtual circled straight in front of him, led by the rising red sun, and the emerald green bottle was glowing with a trace of red light.

Just as everyone was at a loss, the red color that had been swimming in the bottle jumped up and left the bottle. After hovering above Yang Yanzhao for a few breaths, it went straight into his body!

What exactly happened?

Not to mention that Guo Huai and others were at a loss. Even the Taoist in the Ming Dynasty had never seen this scene in front of him. He was stunned for a moment. Later, he felt a strong momentum coming to his face.

However, Yang Yanzhao stepped into the Yuqi stage.

After this momentum dissipated, the sitting Yang Yanzhao leaned over and fell down his children, and the jade light was dim and would decline from the air.

"The sixth brother!"

"Rokuro!"

"Father!"

The first to rush forward were Ba Mei and other girls, but the Taoist people were faster than them. A few virtual shadows flashed, caught the Yuxu that was about to fall, and checked Yang Yanzhao's injury.

After a while, he looked at the worried crowd, and said with a smile, "This boy has a deep opportunity. Although it is only the realm of imperial qi, the aura in his body is vast and surging. Even if he is a master of gas, he will have a headache."

After saying that, looking at Luo's daughter who continued to check Yang Yanzhao's injury, he couldn't help laughing again and handed over Yuxu to Guo Huai. Seeing that it was already dawn, he stretched out and said, "Guo's nephew, all the way forward, the disciples of the Free Mountain Gate will take care of you, and I'm leaving."

As soon as the words were finished, the man had reached a hundred feet away. His figure was light, and his robe moved with the wind, full of fairy wind and Taoist bones. Behind him, a disciple said goodbye to Guo Huai, and they all quickly chased after him, and soon disappeared into the lonely grass forest.

After a few hours, Yang Yanzhao, who was in a coma, woke up. He felt that he had experienced a strange thing and woke up again. He was a little confused and felt refreshed.

"Brother Six, you finally woke up!"

An exclamation in his ear called back his wandering thoughts. He raised his head, but saw that he was already surrounded by people. Ba Mei and other women's eyes were red and swollen, and the corners of their eyes were even more crystal.

"What's the matter?"

He whispered softly. Chai Qingyun helped him up and sat down. There were several pieces of clothes under him, while he was wearing a light green skirt.

"Liulang, you're fine. We have to congratulate you and finally stepped out of the vigorous predicament."

There was a trace of joy in Chai Qingyun's words, and there was also a little trembling. At this time, Yang Yanzhao remembered the situation last night and immediately understood that everyone looked like this. I'm afraid he was scared by the scene.

With an apologetic smile, Yang Yanzhao sank his divine consciousness into Dantian. He saw a bright. In the depths of Dantian, I don't know when there was a four-leaf ink lotus, surrounded by yellow and green aura, but the green leaves of the ink lotus were tightly closed, and they had not yet bloomed.

Yang Yanzhao was immediately surprised by the sudden extra Molian and injected an aura into it. The yellow and green color around the Molian suddenly became a little brighter, but the Molian did not change at all.

After trying several times in a row, Yang Yanzhao died. When he received his consciousness, he suddenly felt that the world around him had also changed. Last night, he saw the wind, shadow and grass in the divine tour, and the sound of water and fish reappeared in front of him. It was extremely clear, and the whole world became bright.

Everything is very different from the past.

Is this the realm of Yuqi?

It feels so good.

Thinking about it, Yang Yanzhao smiled stupidly, and his breath was released without concealment. He only felt that everything in the world was surging, and the mountains and rivers were boundless.

"The sixth brother!"

Just as he was enjoying this feeling, an exclamation came from his ear. Hearing the sound, Yang Yanzhao quickly withdrew his mind and looked left and right. Seeing that everyone was in pain, even Guo Huai's forehead overflowed with sweat.

"What's the matter?"

In subconsciously, he spit out this sentence just now. Hearing this, Chai Qingyun and others all stared with apricot eyes. Xiao Muchun, Zhu Li and others gasped. Only Guo Huai pointed forward and pointed to his clothes and said, "Brother Yanzhao, although you are covered with the girl's group shirt, you feel that your whole body is very clear and clean?"

Hearing the words, Yang Yanzhao was a little confused. Looking down as Guo Huai pointed, he saw that the white shirt was full of blood, and the skin on the back of his hand was also covered with blood. He jumped up in fear and rushed to the river not far away.

"Puff!"

Countless splashes stirred up, which made the perching birds fly around, and the beautiful flowers trembled with laughter.