Mantra: Cloud offering holy light mantra.

All sentient beings, descend to the Heavenly Venerable of the demons,

If the Dharma is omniscient, the Buddha's dependents pray to come.

Have compassion on us and other sentient beings, and use your divine power to change power.

Even I made an offering room, praying for the Buddhas to stay in peace.

"Bodhisattva, you haven't left yet?"

The little elephant in Xuanzang's arms poked out two small claws, and his big round eyes looked around.

Fuxian Bodhisattva looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, and his ethereal voice surrounded him in three dimensions: "Presumably Xuanzang, you know the past and present lives, the cause and effect before and after." This little doll is currently at the king beast level, and your light wood body has awakened. ”

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and changed his childlike nature: "Thank you to the Bodhisattva for your guidance and teaching, this is to pursue Mahayana Buddhism and study the Great Dao Magic, isn't it a double rest for Buddhism?"

Fuxian Bodhisattva knew that Xuanzang had this doubt: "The Buddha's decree has its own wonderful meaning. Here's a sword technique that corresponds to my spell that you can study. ”

Xuanzang took a book that flew in, with the words "Holy Light Sword Duel" written on it.

"The sky is bright, I will leave, and there is one last important thing, Xuanzang, listen well. This goes west from the Xingsha River to the elephant trunk part, there is a hallway, which cannot be entered without the power of light wood, and there is a fragment of the Chaos Bell in it, you can get it..."

After saying that, Fuxian Bodhisattva turned into a little starlight and dissipated, Xuanzang looked up at the outside of the cave, the sky was bright...

The first wisp of purple qi in the early morning passed through the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, passed through the elephant's shoulder waterfall, and was absorbed by Yan Muran's Yintang acupoint.

Between the eyebrows stretching and the pages turning, the unforgettable Xuanzang has already decided the sword in his chest.

Take advantage of the situation to pull out the wooden sword behind your back, and go out to practice the first form of the Holy Light Sword Duel, "Holy Light Slash"!

Tie a steady horse step on the green grass, take three deep breaths, and dance with the pear wood sword in your hand...

Dancing freely like a bird, many sword lights are sprinkled on the hillside, the light and shadow change, and the sword qi is scattered vertically and horizontally, layered, and wonderful.

After two hours of cultivation, the realm of the six stars of the divine soul was gradually stabilized, and the aura around his body was like an arm.

"Holy Light Slash!"

Yan Muran let out a loud shout, and a light attribute sword qi erupted, blasting the boulder more than a meter high hundreds of steps away into pieces!

Holy Light Slash, Xiaocheng!

When Yan Muran was reminiscing, the holy light that disappeared in the air turned into a trace of aura, and returned to Yan Muran's dantian!

Nine times out of ten, the aura returned! This ......

"It is worthy of being the light spirit root of the head of the Holy Spirit Root, and the light attribute aura actually has the power to feed back!" Xuanzang said with emotion in his heart.

Light, which comes through time and space, conceives all things in nature and is invisible, which is the root of the changes of the five elements! There is no one among the hundreds of millions of divine cultivators, and it can be said that it is unrivaled and unparalleled...

"Haha, then wouldn't it be an endless stream of aura for me to fight against people, endlessly, wonderful, wonderful!"

Xuanzang swung his sword to cut off the water, so he was not in high spirits.

Countless water droplets are fried in the air, blowing in the wind, the slightest is cool, and the tongue licks it, sweet and clear, and it is even more refreshing!

White Elephant Mountain, hundred-year-old pear trees can be seen everywhere, and there are even thousand-year-old pears in the depths.

The endless jade trees and silver flowers, the sound of rhododendrons, and the dancing butterflies seem to be in a world of ice and jade, and a magnificent picture scroll spreads out to the bottom of the mountain...

As the saying goes: pear blossom beads are adorned with a heavy load, the fragrant spring is stronger, the morning glow is not dyed with powder, and the snow posture is more delicate. The young leaves are green, the new children are green, and the water is Lingling, like sugar and honey, so that Xuanzang's sword heart is like a tender shoot into the soil, and it is more than three points...

Looking at the appearance of the entire White Elephant Mountain, it looks like an elephant drinking water, and its whole body shines under the shade of pear blossoms.

The elephant trunk clearly drinks the jade river, and the west wind sucks water in response.

Qingshan is a strange bone, and he never gets tired of seeing each other in the daytime.