A wisp of divine thought, waves.

Lotus Mountain, sixteen petals.

Luojia Seventy-two Peaks.

Up and down, countless practitioners.

They all heard an extremely loud "sass".

It was the sound of Fu Yao's fingertips rubbing the dead leaves, and the skin colliding with the dry leaves.

At the same time, the sound of Fuyao, through the bead beads, came out softly and sounded in everyone's heart.

"It's ugly under the offering. ”

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......

What Fu Yao was holding in his hand was an ordinary fallen leaf.

The veins are distinct, and the leaves are dry.

The next moment.

Snow-white slender hands, five fingers gently twist the dead leaves, rubbing, this fragile leaf is like a piece of tissue paper, inch by inch.

However, this piece of leaf that was crushed by Fuyao did not directly extinguish and disperse, but the leaf fragments, like well-defined water droplets, suspended in front of Fuyao.

The white-robed Luojia goddess sat cross-legged, her body suspended above the lotus platform, about three feet from the ground.

The gas engine is full.

The two sleeves lingered, and she slowly lifted them up and placed them below her chest, in the dantian position.

Ning Yi, who was standing at the end of the petals of the Taoist lotus, narrowed his eyes.

He knew exactly what the location was.

For ordinary practitioners, it is a place where the stars linger.

But for Fuyao, for sword bearers like themselves who practice "divinity", this is where the "Divine Pool" is located.

A circle of divine ripples visible to the naked eye, after shaking his hands to tie the seal, instantly swept away-

Broken tiny blades, quickly coagulated, reassembled.

Turned into a villain.

Tongtianzhu magnified the image of this scene and threw it on the seventy-two peaks and the four parts of Luojia Mountain.

Everyone could see that this little man was reconstituted from broken blades.

With his hands folded in front of his chest, he curled up like a fetus.

......

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The ripples of divinity in that circle dispersed, and where it swept away, the cultivators of Lotus Mountain had a slight dazed expression.

The sound of the avenue is like a kind of heavenly guidance in the dark, pulling most people's souls and immersing themselves in the artistic conception brought by the leaf.

This is a rare opportunity for enlightenment.

Gui Ling Mountain, Taiyou Mountain, Qiang Mountain, and Xiao Wuliang Mountain, the holy sons of several holy mountains all closed their eyes.

Calm down.

Ye Hongfu, who was standing beside Fuyao, did not enter the state of closing her eyes to practice, she stood beside her master, her eyes swept over the lotus platform, the expressions of those holy mountain lords, she could get a glimpse through the starlight, those few star monarch great cultivators who had achieved fame, looked at their master, the withered leaf villain who had recondensed with divinity, and her expression was just with an appreciative smile.

Indeed, I can realize some Taoist meaning here.

But more than that, it's still the element of watching and watching the play.

Ye Hongfu's eyes were a little surprised, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the black-robed young man standing in the back seat of the Dao Sect.

Ning Yi smiled, looked at Ye Hongfu, and bowed slightly.

Ye Hongfu didn't expect it......

Ning Yi didn't even cherish this opportunity?

Zhou You, who was standing beside Ning Yi, also did not close his eyes.

He silently looked at Fuyao in the center of the Taoist platform, and said softly: "It's not easy to preach Fuyao, you can take a look." ”

Of course Ning Yi knew......

He shook his head with a wry smile and didn't say anything.

From the moment he opened the Sword Wielder's Secret Scroll, his spirit became extremely strong...... After the mountain scroll was returned, the power of the White Bone Plain was further enhanced, which brought the most intuitive embodiment.

It's on the side of the soul.

At that time, on the Immortal Mountain, Peach Blossom used the Divine Soul Method to guide Ning Yi, but finally failed, which shows that the Divine Soul Technique of the Destiny Star Realm could not cross the White Bone Plain to interfere with Ning Yi.

Today, Fuyao opened the altar to preach, in order to allow everyone to immerse themselves in the avenue, Fuyao used the Divine Soul Method.

Unfortunately, however...... The ripples that spread out just now did not cause the slightest ripple in Ning Yi's Heart Lake, and were directly stopped by the White Bone Plain.

He couldn't get into the Tao.

There was a trace of regret in Ning Yi's eyes, but he was replaced by doubts in an instant.

He looked at Fuyao's body, and the wisps of divine aura that overflowed from the divine pool overflowed into the body of the little man with withered leaves.

Although Ning Yi couldn't follow Fuyao's voice, his eyes also changed a little.

The little man with withered leaves, huddled around his arms, like a fetus.

Slowly, the body of the fetus, under the indoctrination of divinity, had a slight swelling, just like a baby born in nature and growing up in nature, after ten months of gestation in the mother's body, finally croaked to the ground.

A withered leaf villain infused with a touch of divinity.

obviously has no facial features, but it seems to have opened his eyes.

The sound of fuyao sounded everywhere in Luojia Mountain.

"This is the primordial realm. ”

In the heart lake of all cultivators, there is only that dead leaf left.

And Ning Yi, who was standing from the perspective of divinity, saw the picture of the birth of all this.

That touch of divinity, flowing in the meridians of the withered leaves, stinging shallowly, as if creating flesh and blood for this leaf, after opening the invisible "eyes", the divinity has signs of disappearing.

He seemed to have realized something......

Heaven and earth are born, and all things are animist.

It is not so much that all things have spirits, but that all things have gods.

What brings this dead leaf to life is not the wisp of "divinity" injected into it?

In the transmission of the next generation, this divinity flows endlessly, through flesh and blood, bones, and meridians, like a flame that will never be extinguished, beating in the bones of all living beings.

Just waiting for a chance to burn.

At the moment when the word "ignite" was spoken!

Lotus Mountain, Luojia Seventy-two Peaks, all the enlightened practitioners, their complexions changed sharply.

The originally calm heart lake exploded countless splashes at this moment!

Bang.

A pair of bright eyes opened.

It was a pair of eyes with sparks burning.

On that dead leaf, Ning Yi saw the raging fire of the void.

Shenhuo ...... The fire of divinity.

He narrowed his eyes, knowing where his almost ridiculous familiarity came from...... The lion on the Red Mountain Plateau, before awakening, was such a sign.

As long as one thing can be given a strong enough divinity.

Whether it's a leaf, or a lion, or a human walking upright...... will have unrivaled power.

The big sleeves of the swaying are flying.

The divinity of the withered leaves is becoming more and more powerful.

She used this leaf as a carrier to evolve the Tao on the path of cultivation, from igniting the initial realm, step by step, to breaking through the middle realm and the later realm, many bottlenecks and difficulties that will be encountered in it have evolved in the body of this leaf villain.

All the enlightened beings have a deep expression.

They had never seen such a way of preaching.

It's like practicing from scratch.

Several mountain masters of the Holy Mountain glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Fuyao's preaching is close to a miracle.

Unless she has an inexhaustible majestic divinity, who can give a dead leaf a "god" like her, and then use it to evolve the avenue.

Inside the Luojia Mountain Gate, many young cultivators were trapped in the current bottleneck, following Fuyao's divine thoughts, but at the moment when the blade villain reached the current realm and then broke through the bottleneck, Xinhu had an epiphany.

See the light.

It's like a giant boat with a lot of tourists.

The path of cultivation is this long river.

One person stands at the front, with two sleeves for oars and blades for the hull.

Countless wandering passengers on the ship were sent to the "place" they should be by her one after another.

From the beginning to the middle realm, from the middle realm to the later realm, from the latter realm to the tenth realm...... Less and less.

The expressions of those holy mountain lords also became more and more solemn.

She's still using that dead leaf to evolve the avenue...... He has reached the peak of the Ten Realms, and he is only a trace away from the life star.

Fuyao's expression is still the same.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze only in one direction.

The high platform of the Taoist sect, traveling around and looking at her.

There was not the slightest ripple in the expressions of the two people.

The white-haired Taoist priest put one hand on the hilt of the sword, his robe was blown up by the wind, and his long hair also flew up, his eyes were ethereal and ethereal.

Fuyao smiled slightly.

The blade villain broke through the tenth realm.

Her fingertips gathered the power of the divine power like a hurricane and injected it into the body of the dead leaf, giving the villain a "life star".

Brilliant and glorious, like a new star between heaven and earth.

This is a miracle here.

Even Li Bailin, the third prince of the Great Sui, also fell into a state of entering the Tao, his soul was strong, and there were many treasures added to his body, he wanted to follow Fuyao all the way and "walk" this section of the cultivation path, but at this moment, unconsciously, he also fell into immersion.

When the boat rides.

What sentient beings see, is sentient beings.

What the afflicted see is the other side, the rope, the unwanted, the liberated.

And the final answer.

Li Bailin is no exception.

The Lord of the Holy Mountain is no exception.

On the path of cultivation, as long as they are still confused, as long as they are still puzzled...... Then they are the suffering people in this boat.

Cultivation is like crossing a sea of suffering, how can you not indulge in it?

And on top of all this, there are only three people who are outside of things.

Ning Yi looked at this dead leaf, as if he saw a cycle of life and death, the avenue of divinity.

He saw what Fuyao didn't see either, the world he saw from the perspective of the sword-wielder...... He seemed to vaguely feel the most extreme rule between heaven and earth.

On the Lotus Dao platform, there has always been a black gauze girl who has never closed her eyes.

The black gauze skirt flutters in the wind.

Xu Qingyan looked at the white-robed Luojia female mountain master in a daze.

She had struggled with how she was going to embark on the path of cultivation.

From this point on, she is a sufferer.

But she didn't get an answer, because the boat that carried her couldn't reach the other side of divinity.

But she has another identity...... From the point of view of divinity, she is a purer "god" than Fuyao.

If there really is such a ship.

Then she is the one at the helm.

Except for these two ignorant young people.

There was only one white-haired Taoist priest left.

If we say, all practitioners have confusion and suffering.

They want to find their own answers on that leaf.

But it's just a matter of traveling...... Not among them.

He didn't need to look for answers.

Because he himself is the most correct answer.