Remember for a second,

Then, Xiang Nan told everyone about the pattern of the new world, and after everyone listened to it, they all broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that the Heavenly Demon Sect actually had such a layer (body shēn), and it turned out that the Heavenly Xuanzong and half a gourd were all chess pieces working for the Bai family.

As soon as he talked about half a gourd, Elder Shi Beihong was embarrassed, and there was nothing to talk about about this traitor.

The small party went on until dawn, and after everyone left, only Xiang Nan and Xu Caiyue were left.

Xiang Nan took Xu Caiyue's hand and said, "Master, the apprentice will soon be on the road, I am not in the (日rì) son, you have to take care of your body." ”

"Hmm. Xu Caiyue said: "The Sun Divine Skill has been perfected by you, and the biggest concern in my life has finally been completed." ”

"As long as you live, I will live, and if you die ruthlessly, I will also leave. ”

She has no shackles anymore, and for many years, she has only relied on her father's will to live strongly, and she has no ** for this world at all, nor does she have any superfluous thoughts.

"I'm not going to die. Xiang Nan said vigorously: "Even if I die, I will be reincarnated, and I will come to you again, please live well, believe me." ”

Xu Caiyue smiled faintly.

After bidding farewell to Haoran Sect again, Xiang Nanzhi (身shēn) went to the western part of the Haotian Empire, which was also the original Western Regions.

He came to Feiyun Temple and respectfully met with Elder Tengjing.

After that, I went to the dungeon.

On the eighteenth floor of the dungeon, there is still a master of Xiang Nan who is imprisoned (imprisoned) and vacated.

But Tengkong said before that the separation with Xiang Nan's master and apprentice (情qíng) has been exhausted, and there is no need to see each other again.

Xiang Nan stood at the entrance of the eighteenth floor, knelt down against the darkness in the depths, and said, "Disciple Xiang Nan, I have come to see you." ”

There was no sound inside.

Xiang Nandao: "I have already met Shiniang before, she is very good, and she also asked me to bring you a message, I hope you are also well." ”

"It's just that I've been busy before, and I haven't had time to tell you. ”

Inside, there was still no sound.

Xiang Nan silently kowtowed three heads and said, "The disciple does not dare to forget your teachings, and has been fighting for the justice in his heart, at least he can be worthy of his heart and not insult your favor." ”

There was still no sound inside.

Xiang Nan said respectfully: "Don't bother the master Qingxiu, the disciple will retire." ”

With that, Xiang Nan turned (身shēn) and walked out.

In the darkness, a voice finally came.

"Donor, stay. ”

Xiang Nan immediately stopped, and he noticed that Tengkong was talking about the word "donor", and Tengkong did not regard Xiang Nan as an apprentice.

"Close your eyes. "Vacate the road.

Xiang Nan hurriedly closed his eyes.

Then, from the depths of the darkness, a shadow suddenly floated out, and this shadow pressed Xiang Nan's shoulders and pressed Xiang Nan to the ground.

And this shadow is none other than Takekong himself.

Tengkong stood in front of Xiang Nan and said, "The last time the donor came, the poor monk had already noticed that the donor had the power of the world-destroying god thunder in the body, but he couldn't control it. ”

"This is not a power that human beings should grasp, and the poor monk has weighed it again and again, but it has never been broken. ”

During this period of time, the poor monk finally made up his mind to teach the second volume of the Great Freedom Sutra to the benefactor. ”

"Volume 2?" Xiang Nan's heart moved, there is still a second volume of the Great Freedom True Scripture?

Immediately afterward, he rose up from the air, and his fingers poked heavily at Xiang Nan's (chest xiōng) mouth, which was a (acupuncture xué) position.

Xiang Nan felt that there was a finger force that pierced through himself fiercely!

But Xiang Nan didn't resist, he didn't know what Tengkong was doing, but he knew that Tengkong wouldn't harm himself.

Then, the air kept rotating around Xiang Nan, and the sharp finger forces kept penetrating Xiang Nan's (body shēn) body, but these finger forces only opened through Xiang Nan's (acupuncture xué) path and did not cause any damage.

Na Tengkong flew around Xiang Nan, pointed, and said: "Buddhism Xuangong needs to be practiced step by step, starting from the most basic level, like the foundation of a hundred zhang high-rise building. ”

"If you don't have a deep foundation, cultivating the advanced Buddhist sect Xuangong will inevitably cause serious backlash. ”

Xiang Nan nodded silently, he already knew this.

Tengkong continued: "However, the Great Freedom Sutra is a (set of tào) Heart Sutra created with the main goal of Buddhism Xuangong. ”

"Since you left, the poor monk has been studying the power of thunder and lightning in your body, and has created the second volume of the Great Freedom Sutra, which is different from the Buddhist Xuangong. ”

"This second volume is not helpful to the Buddhist Sect Xuangong, it was created only for you. ”

"Originally, the poor monk created this second volume only out of interest, and did not intend to give it to you, lest you become disgusted one day and harm the world. ”

"Next, every word and every sentence I say, you have to keep it in your heart. ”

Xiang Nan closed his eyes and nodded.

That vacated the air, began word by word, and said a large paragraph of obscure mantras, he was afraid that Xiang Nan would not be able to remember, and he said this mantra three times in a row.

While reciting the mantra, Xiang Nan also felt that his body structure began to change, and the main changes came from the meridians and the spiritual sea.

The winged finger power constantly transformed Xiang Nan's meridian spirit sea, giving it a very special kind of empty space.

This vacant area was actually filled by the power of the world-destroying god thunder in Xiang Nan's body.

Further back, Xiang Nan was shocked to feel that the Gang Qi in his body was disappearing, and that empty area was devouring other areas of the Spirit Sea, turning all the Gang Qi into thunder and lightning!

Gang Qi is gone!

To be precise, Xiang Nan still has Gang Qi, but the genus of Gang Qi (性xìng) has completely changed and has become pure thunder and lightning, and it is correct to say that it is gone, but it has completely evolved from one thing to another.

Finally, the air was not moving, and the sharp finger force was no longer transmitted to Xiang Nan (身shēn).

"Open your eyes. The sound of the air was very tired.

Xiang Nan slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes immediately shone with lightning.

"Master, your cultivation!" Xiang Nan was not immediately shocked by the change in his body, but shouted out in a lost voice.

The cultivation that has been vacated is all gone!

Standing in front of Xiang Nan at this time was an ordinary old man, a kind old man.

But this time, Xiang Nan saw the vacancy, but it was much older than the last time.

This legendary figure in Buddhism, there is no longer the original edge in his eyes, some are just kind, warm to the bones of kindness.

He gave Xiang Nan the feeling that he was like a little boy, standing in front of his grandfather, wrapped in his grandfather's warmth (affection).

The vacant clasped his hands together, with a relieved expression on his face, and said: "The poor monk has cultivated all his life and transformed the structure of the spiritual sea for the donor, from now on, the donor can use the power of thunder and lightning at will, and the second volume of the Great Freedom True Sutra can make the donor twice the result with half the effort." ”

Xiang Nan's eyes moistened, and he said, "Master, you ......"

Tengkong smiled mildly: "The karma of the poor monk in this life comes from his dedication to martial arts, and now the poor monk can freely give up one (body shēn) cultivation, which can be regarded as liberation." ”

"Don't be sad, you should be happy for the poor monk. ”

Xiang Nan didn't know what to say, so he could only kneel down and kowtow three more times to the air. Tengkong smiled and waved his hand: "Donor, go, don't have any nostalgia for this place." ”

(End of chapter)