Mo Fei entered the ink lotus diagram this time in order to recover the white lotus that was born from the power of his previous life. At this time, the white lotus turned into the image of a baby of an inch size, sitting cross-legged in the dantian, and her hands were sealed, showing a trend of five hearts facing the sky.

After this action, the world in Mo Liantu's painting suddenly surged, and a large number of spiritual energy gathered from all directions, like a milk swallow returning to its nest. Slowly, the aura around Mo Fei gathered more and more, and it actually formed a blue and blue light cocoon visible to the naked eye.

At the dantian, the inch-tall little man slowly changes his handprints according to a certain trajectory, which is mysterious and complex.

The surrounding aura was slowly inhaled into the meridians, flowing into the dantian, and then absorbed by this little person. With the increase in the inhalation of aura, the small person who is a few inches tall seems to have become a little bigger.

When the aura in the dantian reached a certain saturation concentration, the aura inhaled slowly became less, and finally fell silent. The aura that shrouded his body gradually dispersed and floated, and Mo Fei's figure was slowly revealed.

At this time, Mo Fei's demeanor was serene and calm, and a mysterious aura came out of his body. It seems to be heavy, but it is light; It seems to be majestic, but it is ordinary; It seems to be eternal, but it is ever-changing, as if separated by layers of fog, which makes people look at flowers in the fog and is difficult to understand.

Mo Fei slowly opened his eyes, as if two bright moons had risen, shining and captivating. This is the manifestation of Mo Fei's own cultivation and refinement, because his power has skyrocketed for a while, and in a hurry, he has not completely controlled his heart, so he will have this vision. When Mo Fei can fully grasp his sudden increase in power, he will look no different from ordinary people.

With Mo Fei's reaction, the smoke in Mo Lian's space disappeared and the vision disappeared. Aoyagi and Hitomo were the first to run over.

"Senior brother, are you alright?" Bi Tao raised her pink little face and asked worriedly. Aoyagi also looked at Mo Fei with a concerned expression.

"Of course it's okay, just now I just absorbed the power that was left here in my previous life." Murphy laughed.

The jade mountain soul hovered in the air, and sighed: "Sure enough, it is a good method, the Tao is mysterious, but I didn't know that there is such a means in the world. At that time, I looked at it with a Taoist mind, but I was very inspired by it. But I didn't expect that it was incarnated by your own skills. It's so strange, it's so good. Sure enough, it's the Dafa of the Xuanmen, and it's not comparable to a side door like me. In his words, he was embarrassed and very envious.

Aoyagi blinked, looked carefully, and frowned again, as if he was puzzled: "Senior brother, have you entered Yuanying?" ”

"Exactly, this white lotus was originally transformed by my Yuan Infant, and now it has returned to its roots, but it is its original appearance. It's just that after all, a thousand years have passed, and the power contained in it has been dispersed by half, and now it can only reach the realm of Yuanying. ”

When Mo Fei was transformed into a Taoist in his previous life, he cultivated to the point of becoming a god, and in that era of "red dust has immortal truth", he could be regarded as a person with great magical powers. Although he later used the secret method of the master, supplemented by his own comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, to turn the Yuan Infant into the white lotus in the ink lotus diagram, but after all, it is a long time apart, and its inner aura will inevitably disperse, and now it can only reach the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but even so, compared to the Jin Dan, it is a world of difference.

For monks, Jindan is the first difficulty on the way to the Immortal Dao, and countless monks stop here, which is when the ancient cultivation atmosphere is at its peak, and there are only more than ten people who can break through the realm of Jindan when hundreds of people cultivate.

And the Yuan Infant Stage is the second difficulty in the Immortal Dao, ten people Jin Dan, who can break through the Yuan Infant, is only one person. It can be seen that it is difficult to break through the realm of Yuanying.

Stepping into the Yuan Infant, the monk Shouyuan has been more than a thousand years old, and his own abilities have gradually developed. Ride the clouds and drive the crane, go straight into the green underworld, and the end is extremely free. At this time, Mo Fei was in this realm, and the advanced spells that he could not study could be used lightly.

This time, Mo Fei entered the realm of Yuan Ying, but in the Mo Lian diagram, it was another change. But at the edge of the surrounding area, a cloud and mist rolled, and the world in the picture seemed to have become much larger.

Aoyagi Bitao was more curious, so she got up and flew to the end, and everywhere she went, mountains, rivers, and dense forests were almost indistinguishable from the real world. And in this heaven and earth, it is not restricted by the rules of heaven and earth. The aura inside it is dense, almost like a hole in the heavens and blessed land. The two little guys flew for a while, and then they watched it all.

The Jade Mountain Soul admired Mo Fei's methods very much, originally, this old man had gone through thousands of years, and he had always regarded himself as a predecessor in front of Mo Fei, but now he faintly had the meaning of intersecting with each other. Murphy didn't take it to heart. For monks, unless they are fellow disciples of incense, there is no need to worry too much about anything else.

Looking at this vibrant world, Murphy is in a good mood. In the previous life, when refining the treasure, it was hoped that this treasure map could evolve into a complete small world. The five elements operate, and the aura is self-generated to meet the needs of one's own cultivation, even if the rules of the Heavenly Dao have changed, and the monk cannot seek heaven and earth, then he will seek himself.

Now it is fortunate that such a small world has been derived. If you let Mo Fei refine again, success or failure is still between two possibilities, this is chance, opportunity, can only be met by chance but not forced, just like the inventor invents something, many times it is a moment of inspiration.

Looking at the picture in front of him, Mo Fei's heart suddenly moved, as if he had a feeling, vague, and felt that this painting would still be of great use in the future, and he calculated carefully, but it was shrouded in a fog, hazy, and difficult to see the result, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

However, looking at the situation, it is not a bad thing, so I don't bother anymore, since I can't calculate it, it is a heavenly opportunity, and I forcibly peep at it, which is detrimental to myself. Master once said that the ancestor Pan Zhenren had to soar in the day because of the reverse calculation of heaven and effect, and he still didn't want to be arrogant.

Calculating the time, from several people working together to divination, and then entering the diagram, it has consumed a lot of time, and I am afraid that it is not early. Mo Fei then pinched the seal and left the Mo Lian space with a few people.

Since Mo Fei entered the realm of Jindan, Molian Space has been integrated with Jindan. Now that Mo Fei is an advanced Yuan Infant, the entire treasure map turned into a cloud of smoke after everyone appeared indoors, and was inhaled into the abdomen by the Yuan Infant in the dantian. From now on, Mo Fei cultivates, and he does not have to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and can completely rely on the Mo Lian diagram to provide it. This is also what Mo Fei conceived when he was refining treasures in his previous life.

At this time, the sky was already faint, and the eastern sky was faintly white. Occasionally, an early bird chirps or two, as if calling to its sleeping companion.

Gujing Village is shrouded in a layer of mist. On early autumn mornings, the temperature is somewhat cool, and the water vapor condenses, forming a fog.

This faint mist is floating in Gujing Village, and the houses and trees are looming in the mist, looking at it from afar, like a fairyland. Being in it, as if a person is swimming in a painting, this feeling is mysterious and abnormal.