Another month later, Mu Jun squatted in the sea of knowledge, staring at the 999 root patterns in the sky in the order of bamboo and spiritual plants, I don't know why, after Mu Jun finished painting, he looked at these patterns again but found that they were lifelike, and even the slight smile lines in the corners of his eyes were clearly visible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the beginning of the painting to the completion of the painting, Mu Jun found that it was not because of the skill of the technique that it would be so clear. But these patterns are changing on their own, just after a breath, she even saw the Buddha monk sitting cross-legged with his hands folded, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his divine sense was not dazzled.

In order to determine this idea, Mu Jun stared at one of the patterns, his divine sense probed the root system, and found that the patterns in the root system did not hook the corners of his mouth at all, looking at the smiling pattern, his eyes swept over the dense patterns of the sea of knowledge, and his heart swelled with inexplicable unhappiness.

The divine sense quickly carved the pattern on the jade slip, who knew that it couldn't be carved for half a minute, looking at the jade slip that was always blank, Mu Jun felt that he should have triggered an unknown point. After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Jun felt that these patterns, which were changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, might not be appropriate to stay in the sea of knowledge, and it would be better to destroy them.

The consciousness moved slightly, and the patterns in the sea of consciousness turned into powder, Mu Jun's heart was slightly loose, it would be good if it could be destroyed, who knew the next breath, turned into a powder pattern, and quickly gathered, each returned to its original position, the pattern became clearer, the Buddhist cultivators in the pattern seemed to be injected with flesh and blood, the texture became white, and the lips were dyed red. What surprised Mu Jun the most was that their eyes were not black, but golden.

After a few turns in the sea of knowledge, staring at the pattern that looks more and more like a real person, I always feel that it is not a good thing for this thing to stay in the sea of knowledge, and it must be destroyed, and it seems that we must be cautious in portraying things in the sea of knowledge in the future.

The divine sense pulled out the Cangsheng Sword from the middle dantian, and pinched the Cangsheng Sword Technique with his hand, and his body jumped up, slashing towards the pattern, and then ...... The sword went to the pattern and shattered, and after half a breath it gathered intact, not ...... More vividly, she saw a few of them blinking at her, looking at her indifferently, with golden eyes with a mockery.

Mu Jun's eyes narrowed, and in an instant, the sword light in the sea flew around, but he returned to his original form in a breath, and at the same time, Mu Jun also found that the time for them to gather and recover was faster, and each time they recovered, it was like an upgrade, and their expressions became more and more vivid.

Half an hour later, Mu Jun stood in the sea of knowledge, blinking at the Buddhist cultivator dressed in a moon-white sea blue that emerged from the pattern, and the pattern turned into a moon-white futon and floated under him, he sat cross-legged, and a little Zhu in the center of his eyebrows was like blood. He looked at Mu Jun, his golden eyes slowly turned black, and after ten breaths, he closed his eyes and slowly turned the Buddha beads in his palm.

With the passage of time, more and more Buddhist cultivators emerged from the pattern, Mu Jun from the beginning of the surprise, to the final numbness, she held the Cangsheng sword, bored sitting in the sea of knowledge, comparing which Buddha is a little more handsome, than to find out, are almost the same, the face is like jade, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, hum!

At the same breath, in the hall of elders on Buddha Mountain, the seven or eight-year-old Buddha who was meditating silently opened his eyes, he got up and walked through the main hall, turned into a long corridor, walked in front of a large hall, said a Buddha call with one hand, the door opened by itself, he stepped over the high threshold, and the door slowly closed behind him.

The hall is deep, only the deepest part has hundreds of candles flickering, the huge wall is carved with hundreds of Buddha statues dressed in white sea green, the little Buddha monk looked up at the Buddha statue on the wall, his hands folded and bowed slightly. The eye fell on the high platform surrounded by candles in front of the Buddha statue, which looked like a huge disc made of jade, with intricate runes on it, inlaid with hundreds of Buddha beads, and these Buddha beads were turning golden one by one.

The little Buddha monk stared at the golden Buddha beads, the golden light was reflected in his long eyes, like a fire burning, and when the Buddha beads were all lit up, a faint children's voice came from the hall: "30,000 years, you are here after all!" As if from ancient times, with the vicissitudes of the world, wading through the river of years, returning to the emptiness of the other side.

When they all quieted down, Mu Jun rubbed in front of the Buddha cultivator at the bottom, stretched out his finger and poked his arm lightly, it was actually hot? Mu Jun was melancholy, there were nearly a thousand more Buddha cultivators in the sea of knowledge, and they were still alive, and they were really very cultivated.

Mu Jun couldn't think of a way, his divine sense was about to withdraw from the sea of knowledge, looking back at the bald head of the world, and felt that he would just let it go, if they spied on her memory ball, wouldn't it be very dangerous? At the same time, she hid all the memory balls in the sea of knowledge, although she couldn't think of how to drive them out, but after all, this was her sea of knowledge, and it was not a problem to control her own domain.

After getting ready, Mu Jun's divine sense flashed out of the sea of knowledge, reached out and touched Xuanbai, and affirmed its due diligence, Xuanbai rubbed her cheek dependently, wrapped it around her wrist, and hid it in her sleeve.

Mu Jun got up and walked around the forest, and then walked to the side of the trace, and saw that he was introverted and not easy to disturb. Remembering that Qinggang was in the dust and sand realm, he took out the sword letter from the dark amber, and passed a sword letter, and the sword letter turned into a void and rushed into the sky, so he knew that Luo Jing did not tell a lie.

Looking up at the sky, since the four realms are one, then a sword letter to Yunxiao should be able to be received, right? Mu Jun had the attitude of giving it a try, briefly explained the situation, and focused on asking the nearly 1,000 Buddhist cultivators in the sea of knowledge, how to deal with it, can you give some advice...... I don't know if Yunxiao's sword letter is relatively high-level, or because of other reasons, the sword letter turned into a void in place and disappeared, leaving Mu Jun inexplicable for a long time.

Tens of thousands of miles away on the top of the Buddha Mountain, a tall and majestic building, standing proudly, the most striking is the golden brown morning bell ten zhang high on the hanging cliff, thirty-six rings in the morning, breaking the long night, ushering in the dawn.

And at this moment, next to it stood a man in a cloud robe with wide sleeves, his eyes closed in the wind, his back was a wide purple sword box, and his clothes flew with the wind, like a god in the nine heavens, wanting to ride the wind away.

A pale golden sword letter appeared, circled around him, he opened his eyes and stared at the restless sword letter, stunned for a moment, a light flashed in his eyes, stretched out his finger and tapped, and a girl's cunning voice came: "Guess where I am?"

Qinggang held the sword letter, shook his head and chuckled, but there was joy surging between his eyebrows, the little junior sister is here!

Mu Jun stared at the ice-blue sword letter in front of him, and in less than a quarter of an hour, Yunxiao received and replied?

After hesitating for two breaths, he clicked on the sword letter, and heard Yunxiao's indifferent tone as always: "Let it be!"

Such a pity for words like gold, so that Mu Jun is quite entangled, but he said a long paragraph, so perfunctory, it really hit the interest of chatting, Mu Jun decided that if there is nothing important, it is better not to disturb Yunxiao's Qing Xiu.

(To be continued.) )