"The light is full of light, and the wisdom root is manifested, and the saint has not reached this level back then. ”

Another psychic Taoist scholar sighed, his expression seemed to be smiling but not laughing, as if crying but not crying, indescribably weird.

"The successor who was finally selected after so many years really has some ability and did not disappoint me. ”

A large black river suddenly appeared in the void, and then the girl in the black dress who had disappeared reappeared, her eyes full of surprise and brilliance.

Xia Mu was still sitting upright at this time, and at some point, circles of wisdom began to radiate from the back of his head, and the purple scriptures were floating in it, each of which bloomed with immeasurable light, like the sun, moon and stars hanging high in the sky, there was an eternal and unchanging, and the depth of merit and creation.

As soon as these wisdom scriptures appeared, the fire of wisdom that immediately swirled in Xia Mu's eyebrows began to change rapidly, sometimes turning into pen, ink, paper, inkstone, sometimes into swords, guns, swords, axes, sometimes into mountains, rivers, suns and moons, rivers, lakes and seas, just like the mother of all things, evolving the universe.

In an instant, a mysterious breath was born, and finally, the fire of wisdom turned into a deep pupil, the gaze was deep, as if it contained all things in heaven and earth, and everything in the world could be found in this pupil.

Bang!

A thunderclap exploded out of thin air, like an initiation, Xia Mu's body shook, and the wisdom aura behind his head became more and more intense, and almost wanted to form a substance.

At the same time, with the sound of Taoism, lotus flowers bloomed around him, and the dark fragrance was intoxicating.

"Even the Lotus of Wisdom has come out?"

The white-haired and fat old man was startled, and the mood that had just calmed down was stirred again, his eyes widened, and he didn't know where to throw away the kung fu that he had been nourishing his qi on weekdays, and the pages under his feet were turning wildly and making a loud noise.

The middle-aged man in another Taoist book raised his eyebrows, and said word by word: "The root of wisdom is manifested, all things are evolved, and the fire is gathered into eyes, and the golden lotus comes to congratulate, this is a vision that wisdom will only appear when it has accumulated to a certain extent." ”

As for the girl in the black dress who came from the water, her eyes turned, and she was just about to say something, but suddenly her eyes shrank, and she pointed to the top of everyone's heads, and said in a condensed voice: "Why did this old monster come out?"

The two Daoist spirits looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw that the originally cloudless sky suddenly darkened, and then a picture scroll spread out, like a road to the sky, extending to the top of Xia Mu's head in an instant.

Then a handsome young Taoist stepped on the picture scroll and slowly walked down from the sky, he wore a green lotus crown, wearing a splendid mountain and river fairy clothes, embroidering the sun, moon and mountains and rivers, and carving red gold bone inscriptions below, between the opening and closing of his eyes, countless phantoms loomed, and it was extremely strange.

"It's a picture of mountains and rivers. ”

"The breath is wrong, is it breaking through again!"

"Isn't the breath right, this old guy, can't he have broken through to reach the holy weapon, how can he become younger and younger?"

"This kind of oppressive force is undoubtedly a holy weapon. A spiritual pen flew from the sky, turning into a young man with red lips and white teeth, with a complicated look in his eyes, several of them have been stuck in the Chaos Great Perfection for I don't know how many years, and they have never been saved, and they never thought that the mountains and rivers map took that step quietly and achieved the holy weapon.

"This old guy is hiding so much. ”

The white-haired fat old man gritted his teeth and said fiercely, the promotion of the Taoist book is not trivial, it is not easy to suppress that kind of vision, but I didn't expect the old guy to do it quietly.

In the void, the sun is shining, and there are thousands of rui qi.

The young Taoist stopped, sitting in the void, the scroll under his feet shrunk and suspended above his head, blooming with dazzling brilliance, and pieces of ancient scriptures poured out from the scroll and fell to Xia Mu below.

Under the reflection of the glow of the sun, Xia Mu seemed to be asleep, as if he was waking up, and the eyes of wisdom in the center of his eyebrows continued to receive ancient scriptures falling from the sky, evolving various visions.

Chunqiubi looked at it in a daze for a long time, and said, "This old guy is really decisive. ”

The white-haired fat old man who looked like Shou Gong sighed: "We have been trapped in this small book world for I don't know how many years, and this may be our only hope, and the mountains and rivers must be desperate." ”

The middle-aged man with sword eyebrows shook his head: "Everyone has their own ambitions, anyway, I won't recognize this kid for the time being, and I'll talk about it when he is really qualified." ”

"Hmph, it's far better to send charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake, wait until he is really qualified to recognize the master, do you think people will still look up to you at that time?" The girl in the black dress snorted coldly, gritted her teeth, and seemed to have made a very big decision.

Seeing this, the white-haired and fat old man's eyes darkened inexplicably, and he slowly spoke: "That's it, it seems that I am really old, I can't make this determination, you can do it yourself." Anyway, even if I die of old age in this small book world, I don't care. ”

After that, the figure flashed, and the white-haired fat old man disappeared into the Taoist book at his feet, and then slowly disappeared into the void.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's too risky, anyway, I don't dare to put all the bets on this kid, and wait until he achieves eternity in the future." ”

"Not bad. ”

The Spring and Autumn Pen also echoed, but the flickering eyes in its eyes showed its inner unpeace.

Just when the white-haired and fat old man chose to leave, and the Chunqiu pen and the middle-aged man chose to wait and see, the young Taoist who was transformed by the mountains and rivers suddenly stood up, and let out a long chant from his mouth, and then the picture scroll above his head shook violently, and it actually broke away and turned into a streamer and disappeared into Xia Mu's eyes of wisdom.

After doing all this, the young Taoist turned his eyes to look at the middle-aged man and the Spring and Autumn Pen who were watching from a distance, his lips moved slightly, he didn't know what to say, and then his figure completely dissipated.

On the other side, the girl in the black dress was the same, the black light on her body was generous, and the whole person suddenly turned into a pitch-black inkstone and submerged into the eyes of Xia Mumei's wisdom.

Looking from afar, I saw that the eyes of wisdom in Xia Mu's eyebrows were shining brightly, and there was a pitch-black inkstone and a pair of scripture paintings floating in it.

"At the expense of self-destruction of spiritual consciousness, I also want to get rid of the shackles of the small book world, this boldness, I Liuyang admires. There was admiration in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but it was limited to that, the Tao was different, and he did not dare to agree with the choice of the mountain and river map and the girl in the black dress.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see next. The Spring and Autumn Pen didn't say anything, and his body scattered and turned into his body again, and disappeared into the depths of the small book world.

"Mountains and rivers, water inkstone, I hope to see you next time, you still remember me. The middle-aged man nodded, his body was full of inspiration, and he turned into a piece of golden silk and jade silk and disappeared into the depths of the small book world.