Mu Yuchen's beating heart and the Tanzhong acupoint, the statue sitting on the purple jade lotus platform, the face is like seeing flowers in the fog, and the figure in the clothes is also hazy, but gently releasing the pure brilliance of the Buddha's phantom, and there is no slightest barrier in the light touch, and it instantly turns into a seamless touch.

The hazy expression of the Buddha revealed the extraordinary solemnity, as if in an instant from the infinite plateau of the divine platform, fell into the world full of red dust, from the indistinct facial features, revealing a sense of doubt. Mu Yuchen, who was partially conscious and fused with the Buddha's phantom in the middle dantian, was instinctively moving as if controlling his body, and suddenly the Buddha's phantom on the lotus platform made the same action as his mind without any delay.

Perceiving the horizon that was instantly divided in front of him, in the gray mist light and shadow reflected in the eyes, the scene containing the taste of endless death, and the splendor of the hurried life fluctuations released from the fluorescent blue color gushing out of the aurora-like cosmic magnetic field like a spring in the middle dantian, suddenly constituted a very abnormal and completely different scene.

"The core consciousness of the Buddha's mind was crushed by the Dafa of Changing Heaven and Earth, and then replaced by my spirit, but combined with Purple Bodhi, it finally formed this hazy Buddha!" As if he had gained some memories from the Buddha's phantom, the memories that were missing in the confusion at that moment, Mu Yuchen muttered to himself without certainty. "So let's take a look! The result of all this! ”

Mu Yuchen, whose mind fluctuated, had just followed the mental method of the fifth Zen of Bodhi Divine Skill. A new ray of pure purple spiritual light was circulated and refined from the meridians and acupoints, and the phantom of the Buddha sitting in the middle dantian echoed as if it had been touched. With the purple aura that swam through the body, it seemed to wake up from a deep slumber.

The purple Bodhi aura that gathers in the lower dantian during the wandering, and the spiritual power that gushes out like a spring in the relics planet, passes through the pineal gland, Yintang and meridian acupoints, and is injected into the Tanzhong acupoints from the top and bottom respectively. The two torrent-like pillars of light walked towards each other, penetrating the phantom of the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform, and suddenly the Buddha who flashed with brilliance around him moved.

The spirit of Mu Yuchen, which is integrated in the phantom of the Buddha, senses the phantom of the Buddha in detail. The little by little movements in the gestures. The unpredictable Dharma seal changed in the hands of the Buddha, and then the meaning touched the heart, and the clear mental formula that did not need to be understood at all came from Mu Yuchen's heart like an initiation. Like a pure lotus flower, petals bloomed.

"This method of inheriting and cultivating the mantra and understanding of the mind! Could it be the so-called empowerment Dafa of the legendary Buddhism? Feeling the mysterious content in his heart that can only be understood but not spoken, and the source is full of weird flavors, a very ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in Mu Yuchen's heart. Isn't it!! I took the place of that one! The Buddha who was supposed to sit on the lotus platform!? ”

"Huh! It's ridiculous! Buddha? I? Ha Lu Ha! Mu Yuchen, who felt that he had just gone absolutely crazy, digested all the mental mantras in the Buddha's illusory shadow, and he carefully comprehended the changes. While re-understanding from my own point of view, I want to turn that inheritance into my own private property as soon as possible.

"With the foundation of the dantian of Bodhi's Dharma and divine skills, we gather the spiritual power of the relics in the Buddha's illusory shadow and absorb the power of both flesh and spirit. Achieve the ultimate qualitative change in the Buddha's illusory shadow. It seems that the mind and mantra are just small details, and the will of the Buddha is received by the resonance of the purple Bodhi and the relics. It is the real core of the qualitative change of Bodhi Dharma! ”

Although understanding the root of all the problems, yet for the Buddha the phantom Nabi angelic remnant soul. Mu Yuchen, an existence of the same level, still lacks the basis for reverse deduction of its birth method, maybe this is not a problem for use, but if you want to understand and develop this martial art more deeply, the general outline of the Buddha's phantom similar martial arts must not be missing.

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"It seems! Only a little bit in the future cultivation! Slowly realize the essence of the Buddha's phantom! Mu Yuchen, who was curious about the secret hidden in the Bodhi Dharma Divine Skill, said to himself: "So now! Let's take a look! Slightly revealing the tip of the iceberg of Bodhi Dharma magic skills! What a power it can be? ”

The energy released by the combustion of the small universe was exhausted, and the time interference effect of the consciousness at the end of the seventh sense also rapidly decreased downward, guiding the timeline of Mu Yuchen's own existence to reintegrate with the timeaxis existing in the material world. The suspended darkness surrounded Mu Yuchen in the airspace, and he closed his eyes with a solemn expression, and suddenly a majestic and vast aura descended.

Constantly ingesting the purple Bodhi aura transformed by the Yijin Sutra, and releasing the spiritual power of the Buddha Phantom with the Relic Planet, in just such an instantaneous time, in Mu Yuchen's subtle perception of his deep meaning, from the initial ghost state of lack of strength, the clearly visible expansion has a little more condensed feeling.

At this moment, the phantom of the Buddha sitting upright in the Tanzhong acupoint, the hazy hands were like electric light and flint, changing one by one with strange meanings, constantly extracting the spiritual power and true yuan above and below the acupoints, refining them into a pure purple aura with a texture like jade, and injecting it into Mu Yuchen's meridians and acupoints.

Mu Yuchen, whose breath was constantly expanding with his hands folded, bloomed with a soft purple halo all over his body. With the appearance of the purple Bodhi aura, the subtle lines of a petal are clear and natural, the same as the temple Buddha sitting on the lotus platform, but the lotus seat with a transparent texture appeared at Mu Yuchen's feet like a projection.

With the appearance of the lotus platform, Mu Yuchen's figure suddenly appeared like a gauze in a smock, and then a figure with a big belly and loose robes completely enveloped him. The gentle breath of the figure sitting on the lotus platform revealed a vast and pure righteous atmosphere, and a faint light was giving birth from it.

"The great day of Purple Bodhi is like coming: the four directions are immeasurable." Mu Yuchen, who had been silent for a few seconds, pressed his eyes and suddenly released two bundles of divine light, as if he could penetrate the essence of heaven and earth, the mantra of the fifth Zen Purple Bodhi of Bodhi Divine Skill, from between his lips that seemed to be slightly open and closed. It slammed into the air like a thunderclap.

Suddenly, the hazy Buddha phantom of Mu Yuchen's figure, which was only vaguely shrouded just now, suddenly rose rapidly. In an instant, the phantom that swelled to a hundred feet high, and there were many charms derived from the vast breath. That was the endless majesty contained in compassion, that was the pure righteousness contained in the vastness, and that was the awe that arose spontaneously in Ling Ran's reverence.

Mu Yuchen, who had reached the peak of his momentum accumulation, seemed to have suddenly returned to complete blandness, the huge Buddha that existed with him as the center, and even the breath of Mu Yuchen's existence, were completely deprived, but at this moment, there was a subtle brilliance. From his palms, which had been silently clasping together, like the first rays of sunlight at dawn, bloomed in this dark black mountain.

However, the subtle light in Mu Yuchen's hands could not shake the darkness that enveloped Ya at all. Suddenly, in the hollow face of the Buddha, the calm breath that was released all the time, like a sixteen-year-old girl with a changeable personality, was completely turned into another look, which was the endless sun burning in the cold.

Those slender fingers are like the artist's ten fingers. Opened from the pious tightness, Mu Yuchen's hands seemed to push open a door that contained endless scorching brilliance, that endless immeasurable pure and vast brilliance. In an instant, it was filled with the phantom of the Buddha of nothingness, and it completely turned into a shining Buddha. Then a blazing sun rose in the darkness.

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The majestic and vast internal strength is like a raging fire, releasing endless light between Mu Yuchen's ten fingers. It was as if the meaning of Buddhism's so-called exhaustion of sentient beings launched earth-shaking power in his palms. The black clouds that surrounded Mu Yuchen were in that pure brilliance, as if the ashes that lingered in front of him were emptied, and the brilliance that broke through the clouds suddenly rose higher and higher.

The Ghost Legion, which was marching towards the top step by step, obviously did not anticipate the sudden situation in front of them, the vast light that broke through the cloud barrier, as if water was poured into concentrated sulfuric acid, surrounded from all sides in a neat queue, those arrays of cavalry and infantry, stirred up a thick black mist that tumbled and sputtered.

Those tumbling black mist were instantly assimilated by the brilliance, and the array of soldiers and souls that were majestically approaching came to a clear pause in the visible eye. At the same time, the dark clouds that existed over the Revenant Legion, the black that was full of the ghosts' unconscious leaks, full of the cold will to die and kill, also swept into the evil like the scorching sun, and the light evaporated a little bit.

However, the original purpose of this Purple Bodhi Great Day was to break the relationship between the black mist that surrounded Mu Yu Chenzhou's body, and of course the light released in his palms was too loose in distribution, so it didn't cause much damage to the ghost army.

Mu Yuchen, who noticed the change in the height of the Revenant Soul Legion, was very surprised for a moment, and then understood that his thinking had fallen into a misunderstanding, and he recalled the fact that after the dead human was separated from the body, the changed ghosts should belong to the energy form, which led to the fact that the influence of gravity, a physical substance, on Qi Zhaocheng would inevitably decline.

The tens of thousands of ghosts that appeared in an integral phalanx on the ground were transformed into several layers of standing positions with different high and low positions according to the different characteristics of their respective troops. Mu Yuchen silently observed the ghost battle array in front of him, and helplessly found that he seemed to have been surrounded by the other party, as if catching a turtle in an urn.

The elite cavalry with their horses and whips flying on all fours, and the infantry armed with swords, guns, swords, shields, and poor armor were constantly approaching Mu Yuchen from the upper and lower sides, and the archers with bows and crossbows and arrows and the warriors in iron armor were split into two streams and slowly pressed from the left and right. The smallest but most elite generals' guards, as well as charioteers, were maneuvering as reserves.

"A professional warrior! It's only a minute and a half! They actually surrounded me! Looking at the extremely rigorously distributed formation in front of him, feeling the oppressive cold and murderous aura released by the silent and invisible actions of the ghosts, Mu Yuchen said to himself with a serious face. But! GIs! I'm tougher than you think! ”

Mu Yuchen, who was in mid-air, was still less than two hundred meters away from the boundary of the formation shift, and he was already five hundred meters away from the ground. From the perspective of getting out as soon as possible, choosing directly above, the position guarded by the cavalry should be the fastest way to get out, after all, Mu Yuchen, who had fought with the forward sentinel cavalry, knew far more about these guys than other ghost armies.

"But just run away in the dust! It's obviously not in line with my brother's style! Ignoring the ghosts from all over the world that kept squeezing over, Mu Yuchen looked at the ghosts that were slightly higher than him. The agitated troops who wandered in all directions said: "And that thief spirit thief ghost general! Obviously, I also took precautions! ”

The ironclad warriors and crossbowmen distributed on Mu Yuchen's left and right sides are the best match in terms of the coordination of the troops, and those shooters who seem to be long-range soldiers still carry standard melee soldiers around their waists. Obviously, being able to switch to half a melee if necessary is undoubtedly not the best option for a breakthrough.

On the contrary, it seems that the sword infantry with the largest number of them can't move faster than the ghost riders with war horses, and their attack methods are not as good as those with more diverse left and right armor soldiers and archers, and they are still the farthest away from the excited forces of that small force, and they can even allow Mu Yuchen to borrow gravity, they are undoubtedly the best direction to break through.

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"But my instincts don't feel like that! This seems to be a trap too! The corners of Mu Yuchen's mouth floated in a curved arc, and a smile full of mockery rose on his face. But even if it is! So what's there? ”

The air around him was shattered violently in the vigorous agitation. Mu Yuchen, who burst into a burst of roaring sounds, suddenly fell down the suspended figure. The whistling buzz sounded melodiously in the dark sky, and the dark clouds, almost mixed with the environment, floated but not dispersed. shrouded Mu Yuchen's figure.

"Clouds Fall"

Recalling the infinite sorrow of being completely paralyzed from reality after walking out of the ivory tower that was completely out of touch with reality under the care of the relevant departments, and wearing out ideals and beliefs in the rolling red dust, a little bit in the helplessness of everyone, the body and mind were decadent and paralyzed. In an instant, this type of cloud-draining palm was pushed to the extreme by Mu Yuchen, and suddenly an overwhelming black cloud pressed into the equally gray dead silent army array.

Pai Yun Jin accompanied the giant palm of several zhang transformed by the palm momentum, carrying the momentum and skill accumulated by falling hundreds of meters. Even if he was nearly ten zhang away from Mu Yuchen, it was still like a sudden collapse of mountain snow. The black clouds crushed the city as if it were about to destroy it, and fell towards the infantry formation that stood closely below.

The combat power of the undead ghost riders in the ghost army. In front of Mu Yuchen's eyes, it was about the same as the middle illusion demon among the ghost warriors, according to the level of combat power he currently possessed, he could kill about two people with a single slap, and then let their souls be devoured by the ghost power, purified and converted into pure soul energy.

However, although ghosts and illusions are similar, the social and civilization structures of the two make the two sides very different. In a one-on-one state, the Revenant Ghost Rider will lose, and in the ten-on-ten state, the two will win and lose half, and when the two sides become a hundred against a hundred, the Revenant Ghost Rider will gain an overwhelming advantage, which is the strength of the Ghost Army Formation.

These soldiers who once killed on the battlefield still maintain the unique warfare skills possessed by the Eastern civilization after recovering from death. Just like the hundreds of undead ghost riders of the forward sentinels, they can kill and devour their own resentful souls, death and murderous spirits, etc., all of which are gathered through seemingly simple battle formations, and achieve qualitative changes through quantitative changes with the power of thousands of people.

From this point of view! Hack to death the consumption of a hundred mid-level illusions! It's about the same as about fifty revenant ghost riders!

Although the individual strength is vaguely at the bottom of the ghost legion, it is also able to use the battle array to play the advantage of quantity, and the ghost infantry legion that fills the gap in quality lists the incomparably tight plural array formations. The giant shield of the soldier holding the sword and shield in front of him, and the soldier holding the spear in the back, repeated the cycle of stacking several layers, turning into an airtight solid wall.

The wisps of dead qi extracted from the body of a single ghost were tightly compressed under the adjustment and control of the battle array, and a layer of walls thick with the thickness of the Great Wall bricks was attached to the solid walls accumulated by the undead warriors. Those unjust souls who died and were forever bound under the sword of the dead soul cried with empty faces in that wall, and the invisible windward suddenly rushed towards Mu Yuchen like a wave.

The surging giant palm, which was like an avalanche, was like the undulating waves of the sea of clouds, and on the thick wall where the ghosts were piled up, bursts of thunderous roar erupted. The infantry warfare, where swords and guns are lined up and shields are like walls, is faintly shaken in the ethereal that seems to be nothing, but in the thunderous roar at the moment of the eruption, and has a powerful penetrating power.

The cries of the unjust souls became more and more miserable and sharp, and the sharp voices continued to rise and pitch, but the volume continued to decline with time. Countless escaping black mist squeezed out of the long wall, and dense cobwebs and cracks suddenly spread from the landing points of those cloud-like palms, interweaving and overlapping to penetrate the back of the wall.

In just ten zhang distance, for Mu Yuchen's falling speed, not even a second, he continued to wave with him in the convergence and compression, killing the palm prints in the sky, and the hands of the palm print merged and condensed the cloud discharge, and suddenly burst out at the landing point of the palm, far exceeding the penetrating lethality of several times just now.

Bang! Instantly cover the area with palm strokes! Mu Yuchen, who had shrunk by at least seventy percent, shattered the cold wall in front of him that was crying, a pair of dead eyes full of death and firmness, but without any vivid dead eyes, with swords, spears and shields that had no trace of brilliance, were exposed from the cracked gap in the wall, but at that moment Mu Yuchen smiled happily.