Chapter 105 Enlightenment

The source of vitality transformed into the Cangyun Temple is injected with endless irrigation. Yuanying Jin Guangfang, who was above Chu Tian's head, grew up again, reaching a height of more than three feet, and his appearance also changed from a seven- or eight-year-old child to a heroic teenager.

Time passes silently, and his cultivation is still growing, as if there is no end.

I don't know how long it took, the yuan god slowly converged and returned to the body, and the bright fog lingering around Chu Tian gradually faded away.

He slowly woke up and returned to the real world. Everything was different.

His body seemed to have been reshaped by the power of a ghost axe. His bones, flesh and blood became extremely tough, and a layer of light golden jade light flowed on his skin.

His meridians suddenly grew up, as if using a huge axe to open up the originally small stream into a magnificent river, and the magic spirit of the vast soup rushed into the boundless Dantian flood furnace like the sea.

At this moment, Dantian is reborn like a phoenix nirvana, standing up from a ruin. The magic spirit is like a sea and a mountain, full of vitality, as if it will never be exhausted.

It feels like flying from hell to heaven all of a sudden.

The pores of his whole body are closed rhythmically, intersecting with the natural world. There is no need to deliberately move, the surrounding full of Beiming Reiki is integrated into the body with gentle breathing, through the refining of the heaven and earth flood furnace to remove the turnip, and then expel the turbid air from the body. The whole process is stretched and natural like red flower drinking dew and green leaf meal style, as if it has become an instinct.

His spiritual platform is transparent and clear, and it is sublimated from a light-like mirror to a clear spring at a glance. The bright moon seal of Bodhi hangs quietly in the air, and the spiritual light reflects the heart. With just a little touch, the spiritual consciousness breaks out like mercury, and the scenery within a radius of hundreds of meters can be seen at a glance.

In this cold cave Jedi, which was thought to be silent and empty, Chu Tian's spiritual consciousness felt all kinds of wonderful life for the first time. The fluttering black snow, the eternal cold ice, the unknown rocks, and the flowing wind around are all full of the tension of life.

Life can really be everywhere.

"Old cave, are you there?" He penetrated a wisp of spiritual consciousness into the virtual state of Yuanchen.

"It's not here! It's okay, don't bother me!"

"Do you know the origin of the Fandu Sutra?"

"That's the treasure of the magic religion, of course I know." Dong Tianji was a little listless: "It is said that this magic skill was created by Yu Zhibai, the founder of the magic religion. As a result, it fell into your hands, which is also a strange thing."

Chu Tian nodded. At this time, he already knew that the "Fandu Sutra" was actually given by Lin Yingxu. The reason why he asked Dong Tianji was just to get evidence from the mouth of this old antique who had lived for more than 600 years.

"How is your cultivation?" He asked.

"It's not good. It's still far from the peak of the sky." Dong Tianji sighed and said, "If a good man doesn't mention the bravery in those years, I have to be patient and start all over again."

Chu Tian had a wisp of sympathy for Dong Tianji. After all, he had the pain of being exhausted and comforted him, "It doesn't matter. When I find out the truth of Mrs. You's blood case, I will help you go to the magic religion to find Yunlu Holy Spring."

Dong Tianji's eyes lit up. He didn't know how many times he had thought about this in his heart, but he didn't know what Chu Tian was thinking. Now Chu Tian took the initiative to offer help. He couldn't help but be in a good mood and said in high spirits, "Well, then we will join hands to break into Junlin Peak. It's just that the devils are reasonable. In case they are careful and provoke me, they will turn him upside down.

I don't want Chu Tian to shake his head and said, "If you want to make trouble, you'd better not go."

Dong Tianji was stunned and woke up and said, "How can I forget? Since the Fandu Sutra is in the hands of Xiao Chu, he must have a close relationship with the Demon Sect."

Thinking about this, Dong Tianji immediately felt that the hope of getting the holy spring in Yunlu had increased greatly, but it was a little disappointing to lose an opportunity to show his fists.

You should know that the three magic seals on the Dongtian machine have been solved. It can be said that there is no power in the world that can bind his yuan god, and he can escape from the virtual world of Yuanchen anytime and anywhere.

However, the genshin has no physical protection and will soon be scattered and annihilated. Even if he is like Dong Tianji, an immortal figure who has understood the ultimate realm of the sky and can fly up in only half a step, his yuan god can only last for half a day at most, so he still needs to live in the virtual world of Yuanchen and wait for the opportunity to come.

Thinking that his expectation of becoming an immortality was all placed on Chu Tian, he had to swallow his anger and said, "If you don't make trouble, you won't make trouble. Go on, are you afraid that I won't fight? If you have the time to talk nonsense, it's better to practice. Don't think that if you step into the holy level and understand the realm of heart washing, everything will be fine. Embrace simplicity, keep one, and the sky - the four realms of the holy level are more and more difficult and more dangerous. Every promotion will lead to disaster. At first, you will be half dead and mentally injured, and if you will be completely play. Hey, you're still far away."

"What's so great about the four realms of the Holy Steps? Let me show you!" Chu Tian was taught a brainless lesson by Dong Tianji and immediately replied, "At least he will not work hard to practice to the sky, but he will be beaten back to his original form."

Before Dong Tianji was furious and retorted, his spiritual consciousness flashed out of Yuan Chen's virtual world.

Thinking that Dong Tianji was venting his stomach full of fire to the air at this moment, Chu Tian couldn't help laughing secretly and thought, "Lao Dong is right. Why don't I hit the iron while it's hot to see if I can open the seal of the next volume of the Fandu Sutra."

With this in mind, he condensed his mind with another wisp of spiritual consciousness and tried to enter the golden jade tube in his arms.

"Hung--" The light of the jade tube soared, presenting beautiful and graceful pictures in front of Chu Tian's eyes, all of which are the contents of the first volume of the scriptures.

When the last line is "a round heart, there is no hindrance; drifting with the tide, only the heart is out of dust, so the white clouds come out, the sea is wide and the sky." After the golden font disappeared, a black cloud slowly floated in the void, like a thick curtain blocking Chu Tian's sight.

Chu Tian thought for a moment, focused on his eyes and shouted in a low voice, "Break!"

The golden light bloomed in his eyes, and if there was substance, it shot forward. The pervasive black clouds immediately rolled and dispersed, and a muffled sound was faintly heard in the ear. The golden red light in the jade tube spread in all directions, unexpectedly opening up a brand-new virtual world.

But with a flash of light in front of him, Chu Tian found himself on the top of a snowy mountain.

The top of the mountain is about a hundred feet square, and the silver is wrapped in clouds and fog. A golden rising sun is rising in the far east. Under the gorgeous glow, the sea of clouds and waves are picturesque, as if every wisp of wind contains a full of road and divine rhyme.

A few steps away, there is a stone tablet half a person high standing alone. The tablet is engraved with four big seal characters "washing the heart and dust", and the silver hook and iron are full of ancient meaning.

There is an ice-carved lotus seat in front of the stone tablet, which is crystal clear and shining. Many petals are engraved with swords or fingers. Chu Tian glanced at it and saw someone on one of the petals writing in an elegant and arrogant pen: "Lin Yingxu realized this in the seven years of Yuanzhen."

It has been more than 70 years since Chu Tian's count.

There is no need to jump, just think together. The next moment, he sat cross-legged on the ice lotus seat.

Suddenly, a strong and warm aura was introduced into Chu Tian's body from the ice sculpture lotus seat, and the water and milk of Fandu magic gas flowed all over the body.

Chu Tian was secretly surprised. He stared at the clouds like snow and waves patted the cliff. The gorgeous golden sun rose head-on. Occasionally, several red birds transformed by the virtual aura flew by, and suddenly disappeared at the end of the skyline.

A burst of mountain storm full of charm and elegance blew, brushing Chu Tian's clothes and hair, and I felt that my heart was extremely comfortable, as if all the troubles and sorrows of the world could be dissipated with the wind.

"Hung--" The stone tablet suddenly made a heavenly sound, like a morning bell like a dusk drum, echoing in the lonely virtual world.

The words on the tablet melted and faded incredibly, and then it seemed to be a magic pen invisible to the naked eye, and slowly wrote: "To the virtual pole, keep quiet; at the end of poverty, it is the fate of creation."

Chu Tian's eyes were cast on these short words, and his thoughts were unconsciously integrated into the magical world of washing the heart and dust, forgetting the passage of time, and not knowing that the moon would fall day and night.

At the same time, in a secret stone crack deep in the cold cave, two evil spirits were staring at the abrupt ice rock hanging in the air hundreds of meters away.

"Why haven't you come out yet? It's been three days." The devil on the left is slightly tall, his face is thin and blue, and his eyes are shining and showing a deep Taoist.

"Do you regret it now? At that time, if I had killed the boy directly according to my intention, I would have received the reward at this moment. The devil on the right was short and fat, and the facial features on his face were squeezed into a ball. He complained dissatisfiedly, "It's all your mother-in-law who missed the opportunity and let him slip into the virtual world."

"Be careful of the ten-thousand-year-old ship. I don't believe that this boy will hide in the virtual world for a lifetime. As soon as he came out, I used 'ghost night crying' to disturb his mind. You took the opportunity to attack from the flanks, and we took this boy down together!"

The blue-faced ghost smiled and said, "At that time, I only want the Cangyun Yuanchen sword in his hand, and all the other magic treasures belong to you. God knows this, you know it, and I know it, and it doesn't matter if the ghost in the abyss ignore it.

The short and fat evil spirit also laughed in a low voice: "No wonder you don't want to report to the ghost of the abyss. It turns out that it's an idea to make a fortune. It's really wonderful!"

It turns out that these two fierce ghosts are the "green devil" Du Fu and the "blooded devil" Fang Tu in the "five evils" under the command of the ghost of the abyss. They are all the peak of the nine levels of the true level, and they can be promoted to the holy level in only half a step. Usually, two ghosts run rampant in the underground world, and their methods are despicable and cruel. It can be said that people are afraid of ghosts and ghosts.

He listened to Qingsha Du Fu and said with a cold smile, "Why do you want to give people the fat in your mouth? I don't believe it. Our brothers can't deal with him together!"

Fang Tu wiped his palms and said with a ferocious smile, "I haven't killed anyone for a long time. I don't know how long it will take. The direct disciple of the Northern Underworld Mansion is just lucky. When we meet this boy, he is unlucky. When I suck up his blood and crush every inch of his bones, he will know that it's better to be a ghost than to be a man..."