Purple light shoots, the vision is in the sky, and countless people in Zhongzhou are looking at the direction of Ziji Mountain. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info flew into the sky one after another, like a gorgeous meteor shower crashing into Ziji Mountain.

"Who is the enlightened person who led to the evolution of the artistic conception of the trail?" A great monk stood above the clouds and asked questions, and the sound was like a landslide.

Someone on the peak of Ziji Mountain visited the avenue, which triggered the resonance of the artistic conception of the trail, and that level of enlightenment surpassed Jiang Ming too much, causing celestial phenomena!

"Nope! The spirit is compelling, and it is a rare elixir in the world! "It didn't take long for someone to discover that this was not the case.

Jiang Ming looked at the elixir in the purple light: "This is the elixir Nine Sections of Calamus!" ”

Calamus is a common elixir, its medicinal use is very peculiar, its growth does not need to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but is nourished by the spiritual rhyme. If it takes root in a special area, the medicinal properties will become special.

The nine-section calamus in front of me is obviously influenced by Zen, and the flowers are like Buddha's palms!

"If this medicine grows in a place where yin and yang qi converge and bears yin and yang dao fruits, it can help people comprehend the true meaning of the avenue. Ziji Mountain used to be the sect of the Great Zen Temple of the Taoist Sect of the World, so this medicine was born in Zen. ”

The elixir calamus grows once every thousand years, and when it grows to nine knots, it will metamorphose, beyond the elixir level, and become a rare elixir. One after another, the divine light broke through the sky and fell, and one after another great monks appeared in front of the nine-section calamus, they were either natural or powerful.

Whether it was the Great Cultivators or Jiang Ming, they all stopped at a hundred steps away from the magic medicine, and were imprisoned by the Purple Light Domain Field.

"Sure enough, a purple light is a miracle medicine!"

"There are scriptures on the palm of the Buddha."

"It is worthy of being the Taoist system of the world, hiding the inheritance in the magic medicine that was once planted, and covering the traces of the magic medicine with the artistic conception of the trail."

"I don't know what caused the awakening of the artistic conception of the trail, it seems that the inheritance of the Great Zen Temple is about to appear again." A purple-robed middle-aged monk sighed.

Someone enlightened on Ziji Mountain, and the strong meaning of the Tao led to the resonance of the artistic conception of the trail, which triggered the awakening of the artistic conception of the trail and made the inheritance of the Great Zen Temple come out.

An old man in a white robe with a sword, exuding a sharp sword rhyme, looked at the eastern sky from afar and sighed: "It is the power of the real name, and there is an extremely strong person coming!" ”

Jiang Ming also looked over, he could only see the sky in the east surging, and there was great pressure to force Purple Mountain. As the monks of the major forces spread the news, terrifying qi machines appeared, all of which were forced to come to Ziji Mountain.

There are many kinds of magic medicines in heaven and earth, but magic medicines are rare in ancient times, because they will take root in Jedi or inaccessible places, and it is difficult to pick them in ordinary times. Moreover, there are more than a dozen divine medicines coming out in Ziji Mountain, and each divine medicine contains a kind of inheritance.

Jiang Ming quietly retreated, away from the scope of the magic medicine. There will be a big battle between the extremely strong for the magic medicine, and the magic medicine is not something he can covet.

A powerful momentum descended on the Purple Pole Mountain, with an earth-shattering murderous aura enveloping the entire area, and a thousand zhang of sword light across the sky, and the battlefield of the extremely strong was above the sky.

Jiang Ming walked all the way, exited the main peak area, and found a secluded place to comprehend the method of calling blood.

The stronger the bloodline, the more shackles there are when it comes to cultivation. Summoning blood, awakening the potential of the bloodline, and choosing the **** of cultivation that conforms to the bloodline, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

"To summon blood, you need to adjust your own state to the best, and it is possible to awaken the power of the bloodline when you call for blood. I was born from a real dragon egg, and I was born with the seedlings of the ancient tree, so I don't know what bloodline I am. Or neither, I'm just a good talent, and I don't have a strong bloodline. ”

He didn't have an elixir, and it would take a while for him to reach the state of the roar of essence and blood before calling for blood. Jiang Ming meditated on the mantra scriptures and allowed himself to enter a state of emptiness.

The extremely strong people fought for the magic medicine, the rhyme of the road on the Ziji Mountain was chaotic, and the artistic conception of the trail was condensed on the sky, no longer enveloping the Ziji Mountain. This made countless monks go crazy, and they took the opportunity to climb higher mountains to find opportunities. Outside the main peak area, it was inaccessible for a while.

Jiang Ming silently recited the mantra in his heart, and the word mantra appeared in front of his forehead, flashing a soft light to envelop him. Not far away, the little girl looked at him quietly.

The chanting of the scriptures grew louder and louder, and a wisp of purple qi overflowed from his body, merging with the brilliance that enveloped him. Jiang Ming, who was comprehending the method of summoning blood, was blank and clear in his thoughts.

The sea of purple clouds above the Purple Pole Mountain suddenly shook, and it began to fluctuate again and quickly condensed. Purple light rose from the purple pole mountain and flew away between heaven and earth in an instant.

"The magic medicine is gone?" The monks could not accept such an outcome.

Especially the extremely strong, they immediately used all kinds of secret techniques to follow the traces of the magic medicine. Divine medicine is rare in ancient times, each plant has a divine use against the sky, and a divine medicine is likely to contain a kind of inheritance, a powerful inheritance of the world's Taoist system, even the strongest can learn from those scriptures to understand the Dao.

"The inheritance of the Great Zen Temple came out, and if you can't get the true scriptures of the Great Dao, the ordinary ancient scriptures are also enough to be used." Many monks reacted.

The escape of the magic medicine is the best outcome for the monks, and the strongest will not let others get their hands on the magic medicine. Without the deterrence of the extremely strong, they have a lot more opportunities to get the opportunity of the Great Zen Temple. The former Dao inheritance of the world came out, and there were so many divine medicines left behind, not to mention other inheritances.

Jiang Ming was immersed in his realization, not knowing what was happening in the outside world. After the divine medicine escaped, a huge Dharma Statue appeared in the sea of purple clouds, and the sky was filled with purple qi, like chaotic qi spreading. Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, not knowing what had changed.

And Jiang Ming was in the ethereal and clear, and saw a wisp of purple qi rising and changing, and an ancient Buddhist statue condensed. The ancient Buddha turned his back to him, the artistic conception was desolate and simple, as if he was also facing away from a world, and he couldn't bear to see the miserable beings!

The power in his body throbbed, and a white root poked out of the center of his foot, quickly digging into the dirt. The white and tender roots turn purple, then extend a second root, and then turn purple again. The little girl looked at Jiang Ming from a distance, his figure faded and disappeared, a vigorous little tree was about to rise to the sky, as if it was supporting the entire sky, and the purple qi in the Ziji Mountain was becoming nutrients to be absorbed by it!

The soft light outside Jiang Ming's body became more and more brilliant, and the whole person turned into a purple dazzling light. More and more purple qi was absorbed from the ancient tree seedlings from the Purple Pole Mountain, and he saw the ancient Buddha becoming more and more condensed in the ethereal artistic conception and slowly turned around.

The ancient Buddha's eyes were lowered, his hands were on his knees, he did not look at the sky or the earth, and there was an infinite burst of Zen.

"Buddha Dharma, why am I seeing this?" Jiang Ming was puzzled, what he understood was the method of calling blood, but what he saw was an ancient Buddha. This ancient Buddha treasure is solemn and compassionate, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and does not want to see the suffering of the common people.

This is a kind of meditation method of Buddhism, the eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, so it looks like the eyebrows are low and pleasing to the eyes, and the sky is not looking at the earth, because what is watching is your own heart.

What he saw in the ethereal level was the time when the ancient Buddha turned around, and the outside world had passed a long time. The Dharma Statue in the sea of purple clouds was immovable, and the power suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, and he would feel uncomfortable and want to vomit blood at a glance.

Finally, a great monk guessed the origin of the Faxiang, and said with surprise and emotion: "This is the Great Zen Eternal Style, and the artistic conception of the trail in the sea of purple clouds is derived from this style of peerless learning!" ”

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