It's a pity that Mu Qi was destined to be disappointed, the golden light on Ning Fan's body had just had a tendency to dissipate, and then there was a stronger golden light, emitting from his body, easily defending the three ringing bells.

For example, the big tree is not afraid of the grasshopper shaking, and the hill is not afraid of the breeze blowing, and it does not move!

The blow was fruitless, Mu Qi's complexion changed, and he hurriedly withdrew the azure light cluster, as if he was afraid that Ning Fan would snatch it. In his heart, he complained bitterly, he even used the strongest attack, but he couldn't help Ning Fan, how could this be good?

"Is this all the essence of the building wood in the hands of this dryad?"

Seeing that Mu Qi hurriedly withdrew all the true essence, Ning Fan felt a pity.

This Mu Qi recovered the essence of Jianmu so quickly, he didn't have time to snatch it, and they were all taken back...

That's it, after all, this is the territory of Mu Song Dao people, and this tree spirit is nominally Mu Song's senior brother, and if he forces this tree spirit too much, it is not beautiful after all.

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, ignoring Mu Qi no longer. Compared with the essence of Jianmu in Mu Qi's hands, at this moment, Ning Fan is more willing to take a good look at the principles of wood here.

He was like an old monk who was in a trance, and he didn't pay attention to the bell in his ear, and even though the bell was ringing like thunder, he felt that his ears were getting quieter and quieter.

Mu Qi was startled by the noise, and he gradually lost hearing it, and the sound of the bell in the sky gradually calmed down. The whole world is peaceful, there is no sound, you can hear it!

This is the second realm of heaven and man, and it has become one with heaven and earth, if he wants to enter the meditation, no one can shake his mind for half a point!

"It's... Yujun was able to forcibly enter a state of concentration under the blow of the true essence of the seventh master and the ringing of the bell three times!"

"As far as I know, Senior Brother Cangdi, who has the cultivation of the Eight Tribulations, although he can easily block the bell, he can't do it when the bell is ringing. It's settled to this extent!"

"Shizun once said that under the sound of the demon bell, 'everything is silent, but Yu Zhong chime' is a masterpiece of the world, and he has the qualifications to win the realm of the Immortal Emperor!

"It's not wrong, looking at Yujun's silent expression, I'm afraid that there is no bell left in my ears... Could it be that this is the deepest [Six Roots Purity] realm of Buddhism!"

"The aggregates are empty. Six Purified... This is the legendary realm of Buddhist cultivation! I can't imagine that today, we will have the privilege of seeing it with our own eyes!"

All the people in the Mudao Gate looked at Ning Fan's meditation with a focused expression, wanting to see some doorways from this deep meditation and comprehend the six pure magic methods.

It's a pity that they don't know that Ning Fan is not a Buddhist cultivator, and where did he learn the six roots of purity.

This is not the six roots of purity, but the second realm of heaven and man, which is rarer than the six roots of purity, looking at heaven and earth. There are only a handful of people who can enter this realm!

"That cyan light cluster, is it called Jianmu True Essence... This essence is indeed good, but compared to this essence, the Buddha talisman is more important to me..."

Ning Fan didn't open his eyes. In my mind, I replayed the scene of Mu Qi outlining seventy-two Buddhist talismans over and over again.

Mu Qi is an ancient Buddha monk, and he wrote the principles of the wood into the seventy-two Buddhist talismans.

Buddha talismans, magic talismans. Seems extremely similar...

I have the Demon Ancestor Talisman with me, but I have never been in the Ancestral Talisman, and I have drawn any kind of Tao rule...

Ning Fan suddenly had the understanding of the blessed soul. Can he, like Mu Qi, draw the rules of the Tao in his ancestral talisman?

Is this the way and method for the ancient demon monks to comprehend the supernatural powers of the Dao?

"Speaking of which, how many strokes does my Moro Ancestor Talisman have... It seems that this has never been noticed. ”

Ning Fan, who was in a settled state, suddenly raised his right index finger and drew a virtual stroke in front of him.

He had never felt his ancestral talisman so seriously, and this was the first time he had the urge to study the ancestral talisman in detail.

In the past, the road was really too rushed, too urgent, running all the way, galloping all the way, so that there were many necessary links and perceptions.

One painting, two paintings, three paintings... Seven paintings!

The Mora Ancestral Talisman contains four patterns: Troll, Six Wings, Arashikaku, and Onimu.

The pattern of the ancestral talisman is first of all a troll, but unfortunately Ning Fan has only drawn seven strokes, and before he has drawn the outline of the troll, he feels that there is an unimaginable separation between himself and this ancestral talisman, and it is difficult to draw the eighth stroke.

In the end, he forcibly drew the eighth stroke, and the result was that the magic talisman with eight strokes clicked, cracked into countless fragments of light and dissipated.

I can't even draw my own talisman!

"It's... I don't know how many paintings of Yujun's ancient magic talismans there are..."

"Yujun's eighth stroke, it seems difficult to draw. Legend has it that after the cultivation of the ancient demons stepped into the realm of heavenly demons, they had to recondense the talismans, otherwise there would be a layer of separation between the human talismans, which could not be torn. Hasn't Yujun gone through this step of talisman recondensation? Otherwise, this talisman shouldn't be so difficult to draw. ”

Among the people of Mudaomen, there are many experienced old monsters, and their understanding of the ancient demons is even more advanced than that of the monks in the outside world. Therefore, although he saw the scene of Ning Fan's failure to draw talismans, no one underestimated Ning Fan because of this, but saw through the reason.

Mu Qi was different, when he saw that Ning Fan failed to draw the magic talisman, he immediately laughed without any image, mocking wantonly, unable to shake Ning Fan's grievances with the sound of the bell, and suddenly felt a lot lesser.

"This little ghost of the ancient devil can't even draw his own magic talisman? This is too embarrassing for the face of the ancient demon! Haha, I'm laughing to death!"

Although this son has not finished drawing the talisman, the old man can see some clues from the few strokes he has. It seems to be the outline of a troll totem, and judging from the trend of this pen, the talisman of this son is either a twenty-two painted giant armor clan talisman, or a twenty-four painted cangti clan talisman. Well, it's also possible that the talisman of a small clan under twenty strokes is a talisman, and it won't be a high-level talisman anyway..."

Mu Qi laughed, most of the talismans that the trolls started were low-level talismans, and compared with the wooden Buddha talismans he painted seventy-two times, they were not at the same level at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ning Fan raise his hand again, as if he wanted to try again and draw a magic talisman.

"Seven strokes are the limit of my portrayal talisman... However, this limit is not impossible to break!"

"After entering the Heavenly Demon Realm, my talisman seems to have changed, and the reason why I can't draw it. Here's why. It's a pity that I've been so busy increasing my cultivation that I have paid less attention to the ancient magic talisman in my body and neglected this... Now that this flaw has been discovered today, no matter what, this talisman must be drawn again!"

One painting, two paintings, three paintings... Eight paintings!

This time, Ning Fan still failed in the eighth drawing, but compared to the first time he drew the magic talisman, the feeling of separation was much less.

"Yo hey. It seems that he couldn't draw this eighth painting anyway! It's no wonder that the process of recondensing the magic talisman takes a lot of time, just like the recondensing Buddha talisman. It took three hundred years for the old man to recondense the Buddha talisman back then, and this son wants to redraw the talisman in the morning and night, which is tantamount to whimsy!"

Before Mu Qi's words were finished, Ning Fan had already raised his hand for the third time. Go draw talismans.

Mu Qi was convinced that this time Ning Fan would still fail at the time of the eighth painting, but something unexpected happened to him.

This is the third time to draw a symbol. Ning Fan failed to draw eleven strokes, which is a big improvement compared to the previous eight strokes!

"This son can actually touch the trick of the recondensation talisman in just a few breaths!"

Mu Qi was surprised. Among the people of Mudaomen, there are also many people who exclaim.

The length of time it takes to recondense the magic talisman and Buddha talisman. It all depends on how high the monk's understanding is.

This is like the same Buddhist principle, some Buddhas can have an instant enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, and some Buddhas need to spend a lifetime to gradually realize it. It took Mu Qi three hundred years to recondense the Buddha talisman, but Ning Fan was able to comprehend it between a few breaths, which only showed one thing, that is, Ning Fan's comprehension surpassed Mu Qi too much.

"Eleven paintings, it's still not enough... This Demon Luo Ancestral Talisman is an Ancestral Talisman, with more than 100 strokes, eleven paintings, and even the first phase of the Demon Luo Four Phases troll phase can't be completely drawn..."

The experience of rampaging the endless sea of the rain world back then reappeared in Ning Fan's mind one by one.

He seemed to think of the scenes of cultivating demons when he was young, and seemed to think of the scenes of killing and blood in his life. The more memories surged, the more the separation between himself and the talisman became thinner.

Redrawing the magic talisman, is it to draw the realization of the demon path of your life into the talisman...

Ning Fan thought of the snow of the Endless Sea Troll Clan, remembered a little snowman named Feng Xueyan, and remembered many, many more...

Looking back on the past, what he thought of was not the hardships of cultivating demons, but a faint warmth, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This smile has been smiling for a lifetime, and the magic intent of his magic talisman has suddenly changed slightly.

The magic intent of the magic talisman before was still somewhat similar to that of the Demon Luo Emperor, but at this moment, it was gradually moving closer to Ning Fan's Dao and Will.

The fourth time, he raised his right hand and made a full fourteen strokes before the talisman dissipated.

On the fifth attempt, he made seventeen strokes.

On the sixth attempt, he made twenty-two strokes!

On the seventh attempt, he drew twenty-nine strokes, and a slightly complete troll pattern was already in front of everyone's eyes!

The appearance of this troll is different from the appearance of the troll of the four phases of the demon back then, and it still gives people the feeling of being demonic, but if you look closely, you will find that the troll has a warm smile on his face.

That kind of smile would never appear on the face of the Demon Luo Emperor, only Ning Fan could smile so sunny and relieved!

"It's not a giant armor clan talisman, it's not a cangti clan talisman! Mu Song's junior brother's library has already been rummaged through by me, the demon talisman of the ancient demon yuan, except for the talisman of the nine demon ancestors, the old man knows almost all of them! Could it be some kind of talisman that I missed out?"

"But after all, this talisman only has twenty-nine paintings, which is barely a medium-grade talisman, not a top-grade talisman... Compared with my Buddha talisman, it is not half a star. ”

Mu Qi is full of pride, he has seventy-two Buddhist talismans, and he has his own proud capital.

Then, Ning Fan raised his palms for the eighth, ninth, and tenth times, and each time, on the basis of the troll pattern, the complexity of the talisman was increased, making Mu Qi's gaze more and more solemn.

"Thirty-four paintings, no, thirty-five paintings!

"Forty-two paintings! Talismans that have both trolls and magic wing totems, only the thirty-six talismans of the Dark Walk Clan, and the thirty-eight talismans of the Sky Clan... Obviously, this talisman isn't one or the other..."

"Forty-six strokes! Strokes can be increased!"

Ning Fan didn't know anything about the outside world, and he didn't know how he drew talismans, constantly breaking Mu Qi's cognition.

At the moment, he only wanted to do one thing, and that was to concentrate on drawing the totem of the six wings.

He remembered the scene of fighting with the King of Lanling for the Golem Slate in the Six Winged Clan, he was really weak at that time, and he once regarded the King of Lanling, who had not yet entered the void, as a great enemy in his life...

He remembered the demon concubine he had collected in the Seraphus. It seems to be called Burning Wings...

The magic talisman drawn by Ning Fan continued to increase in strokes, and the sixteenth time he drew the talisman, he actually drew a full sixty-two strokes, and the six-winged totem was completely drawn.

"Sixty-two paintings! This son's talisman is not much weaker than the old man's Buddha talisman... If it weren't for the old man's chance, the Buddha talisman would only be more than 60 paintings..."

Mu Qi's face sank like water, and he didn't dare to underestimate Ning Fan's magic talisman for half a point.

The sixty-two painting talismans could never be unknown in the cultivation realm, why had he never heard of Ning Fan's talismans?

He originally thought that the sixty-two paintings were already the end of Ning Fan's magic talisman. Unexpectedly, Ning Fan raised his hand for the seventeenth time and continued to draw the Lanjiao totem on the basis of the six wings.

Looking back, he remembered that in the Lanjiao clan, he also received a demon concubine named Su Yan... There, too, there are his memories...

The memories melt in your fingers, drawn in talismans. Gradually, the troll in the pattern was drawn with intricate double horns.

When the Lanjiao totem was completely drawn, the number of strokes of the talisman increased to an astonishing ninety-nine strokes!

"It's a ninety-nine magic talisman! Only the Nine Great Demon Ancestor Talisman strokes can exceed 100, and this son's magic talisman can definitely be ranked first under the Nine Ancestors!"

Mu Qi was no longer able to calm down, compared to the magic talisman drawn by Ning Fan Ninety-Nine. His Buddhist talisman is scum at all!

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect to see the scene of this son recondensing the magic talisman! And it is still a profound magic talisman of ninety-nine paintings, which is the way of the old man to cultivate the ancient Buddha. It can also have a corroborative effect... Is this considered to be the favor of the ancient devil imp! In this way, wouldn't he owe the cause and effect of this ancient devil in vain!"

Mu Qi secretly calculated in his heart, and he didn't know if the bit of Jianmu essence given to Ning Fan could pay off this cause and effect...

"There are still ghost totems that have not been drawn..."

Ning Fan's memories ended, and at the center of the eyebrows of the troll totem, he drew the third demon eye.

One Hundred and Nine Paintings...

One hundred and seventeen paintings...

One hundred and twenty-nine paintings...

One hundred and forty-one paintings...

When Ning Fan collected his fingers, his magic talisman finally regathered the four phases of the Demon Luo, and the number of strokes reached a terrifying one hundred and fifty-two strokes!

He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the talisman in front of him, his eyes soft.

No one knows, he doesn't see the magic talisman, but the past of cultivating the ancient demon bloodline by himself, just like the young self, looking at the young self.

Mu Qi had long since rang the bell and released the Buddha's light, but he disturbed Ning Fan's understanding!

Before this, no one expected that Ning Fan's magic rune strokes could reach a terrifying 152 strokes!

With such a number of strokes, only an ancestor-level talisman can reach it, no need to ask, Ning Fan's talisman is definitely the level of an ancestral talisman!

In the Dream Realm, there are only the Nine Demon Ancestors who have been suppressed except for the Ancient Great Demon who disappeared with the Demon Peak!

Ning Fan's ancestral talisman, is it the ancestral talisman of the Nine Great Demon Ancestors, or is it the Great Demon Ancestor talisman on the top of the demon? Or is it an ancestral talisman that has been passed down from the Immortal Realm outside the realm?

"Trouble, this cause and effect owe a bit too much... There is no ancient Buddha among the disciples of Mu Song, but they can't understand anything from it, and they don't owe this son cause and effect, but the old man is different. The old man's cultivation has been stuck in the Second Tribulation Immortal Venerable Realm for nine million years, and when he saw this scene of condensing talismans, the bottleneck of the old man was actually loosened... If you break through, you will be the fairy king! This is the cause and effect of helping the old man break through the fairy king, how can you pay it back..."

Mu Qi's mind flickered, remembering that Ning Fan was very interested in his Jianmu essence.

When the wood pine planted seven pines, after opening the spirit for the seven pine and bamboo, the last drop of the essence of Jianmu was divided into three parts and given to the seven pine feelings.

As the tree spirit of the seventh pine, Mu Qi has the power to control the essence of these building trees. What should be perceived, he has already realized from it, these Jianmu essence is no longer of great use, and it is not impossible to give it to Ning Fan!

"The Old Demon Kid, ah, no, no, it's the Ancient Demon Friend. Ancient Demon Friend, since you want the essence of the old man's Jianmu, the old man will give it to you..."

Mu Qi hated the ancient demons the most in his life, but at this moment, he forced himself to squeeze out a smile and face Ning Fan.

It's a pity that although Ning Fan opened his eyes, he only had magic talismans in his eyes, and he was still immersed in his own perception, and he couldn't hear Mu Qi's words at all, ignoring him completely.

This realization is not yet over!

The recondensation talisman was just doing something he couldn't do after breaking through the Heavenly Demon.

He had other things to do. That is the way of wood that he has realized, and continue to draw it into the talisman!

This matter can be much more difficult than the condensation talisman, but if it is successful, you can continue to increase the number of talisman strokes and increase the power of the talisman!

"What is wood? In the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand ways of wood. The body of this tree spirit wood is pine, so the way of wood that he perceives is also based on pine. to comprehend. His Buddha talisman has seventy-two paintings, but the Buddha talisman painted is a vigorous ancient pine..."

"Mu Qi painted pine as a symbol, and it seemed to be the meaning of rejecting people for thousands of miles of pine... The pine leaves are like needles, and they hurt when they are touched, and the thorn is a kind of domineering that is not close to human feelings. Because of this kind of domineering, this Mu Qi will see that I am an ancient demon. and drove me away without refusal, with a bad attitude..."

The pine needles that Mu Qi saw were rejected. The pine needles I saw were rebellious and daring to pierce everything. Dare to stand upright. Piercing the sky grows, but there is no awe, dare to face the cold and be independent, pierce the wind and snow, and have no intention of yielding. That thorn. It doesn't hurt, but it's a warning, a warning to those who offend me. Those who deceive me will be burned with jade, and they will have to pay the price! This pine may not be without his own paranoia..."

At this moment, Ning Fan clearly realized that it was Song, but what he recalled in his mind was his unruly past along the way.

As soon as he set foot on the road of cultivating the truth, he dared to be the enemy of the Emperor Nirvana, and when he was still a butterfly, he dared to destroy the palm of his hand.

It's not that I can't tolerate it, it's just that I can't compromise. There are too many things in this world, and you can't take half a step back...

I raised my hand to the sky, not necessarily to pick the stars, but to have an upward, unyielding gesture...

"From this point of view, I am really only worthy of cultivating demons, not Buddhas. Buddhism pays attention to obedience, but the devil refuses to suffer a loss. Buddhism emphasizes that the five aggregates are empty, and we must give up all external distractions and not dwell in our minds, but I just have to keep all the persistence. Buddhism pays attention to doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, but I am like a demon, killing ten directions, and my reputation is far and wide. There are few men in the world who respect me, but many who fear me, but what I ask for is never the admiration of the world..."

"The pine under Mu Qi's paintings, a total of seventy-two paintings, of which, sixty-four paintings are the foundation, and only the last six strokes are integrated into the power of Mu Dao's rules..."

The last six strokes are constantly replayed in Ning Fan's mind, and these six strokes contain Mu Qi's perception of tens of millions of years of wood, and also contain Mu Qi's understanding of the Buddha of his life.

"I can absorb and integrate the Mu Dao perception in these six strokes into my magic talisman, but I have to go against the Buddha's perception in it. I am an ancient demon, not an ancient Buddha, the Buddha cultivates against the ancient demons, and the demon is also born against the way of the ancient Buddha.

Ning Fan raised his hand, and after the four phases of Moluo, he drew the 153rd stroke!

This one, if the Tao is insufficient, you can't see the mystery at all.

Only Songguo, Songxi, Wulaoba, and Mu Qi can see the mystery here, especially Mu Qi, whose eyes are almost round.

Mu Qi recognized it at a glance, Ning Fan's stroke was clearly realized from his seventy-two Buddhist talismans!

Not only that, but this stroke completely reverses the Buddha's intention in the Muqi Buddha Talisman, but integrates Ning Fan's own demonic thoughts.

This is creating his own magic rune! Ning Fan actually created his own magic talisman on the basis of the ancestor-level magic rune!

With one stroke, the entire Wood Island's Wood Dao Rule was attracted by Ning Fan's magic rune, and this magic talisman vaguely had the power of the Wood Dao Rule!

This stroke is the opposite of the ancient demon and the ancient Buddhist way.

With this stroke, Ning Fan's magic talisman has undergone a qualitative change, insisting that it is the Moluo Ancestral Talisman, which is no longer accurate, and the Moluo Ancestral Talisman has not been integrated into the change of wood.

This is a kind of magic talisman that is different from the Demon Luo Ancestral Talisman! As soon as this talisman comes out, Ning Fan's ancient demon bloodline can be regarded as truly severing the connection with the Demon Luo, and it has its own difference!

"Only the Ancestral Blood Ancient Demon can create his own magic runes! If the bloodline level is not enough, or there is no ancient demon identity, he is not qualified to create his own magic runes and bloodlines! This ancient demon can create his own magic runes, there is only one explanation... He is not only an ancient demon, but also an ancient demon who has cultivated ancestral blood!"

"I can't imagine this era of the end of the law... There is still an Ancient Demon Ancestor!"

Although the Buddha's and demon's paths are different, they have something in common.

If you can see with your own eyes an ancient demon ancestor create a magic talisman, it will definitely be a great gain for Mu Qi!

This cause and effect is really getting bigger and bigger...

What he hated the most in his life was the ancient demon, but this time, he owed Ning Fan such a huge cause and effect.

In Mu Qi's complicated gaze, Ning Fan added a second, third, and fourth paintings to the talisman.

For the fifth painting, Ning Fan spent an hour before painting it.

For the sixth painting, it took Ning Fan two hours to paint it.

At this point, the number of Ning Fan's ancestral talisman strokes has officially increased to 158 paintings, and on the left side of the four-phase troll, there is an ancient pine tree that stands tall in the sky.

Although the strokes of the talisman have only increased by six strokes, its level is much higher than the original talisman!

"Ancient devil little ghost, I'm convinced, I'm really convinced, you showed me such a good show, I'll give you all the Jianmu essence in my hand. In that case, I don't owe you karma. By the way, by the way, I will give you another piece of advice, my comprehension of the Tao of Mu, only six strokes, my six brothers' Tao enlightenment, is much more profound than mine, if you go to other forbidden places, directly tell them, you want to see their Buddha talismans, in order to understand their ancestral talismans, I believe they will be happy to show you their Buddha talismans... They've been stuck in the bottleneck for years, and they won't miss this opportunity..."

Mu Qi sighed, opened his mouth and spit out dozens of cyan light clusters, and sent them to Ning Fan.

His malice triggered Ning Fan's realization, and he created his own magic talisman, and that malice could not repay the cause and effect given by Ning Fan. If you want to end the cause and effect, you can only repay Ning Fan with the essence of Jianmu.

Anyway, the benefits he got from Ning Fan were not small, the bottleneck of the immortal king who had been stuck for nine million years was loosened because of Ning Fan, this is a great favor, and he should pay some price...

"Give it all to me?"

Ning Fan was slightly stunned.

He didn't take away the essence of Jianmu, but the essence of Jianmu was delivered to the door by himself, and there was such a good thing?

After a turn of thought, Ning Fan figured out the reason, it turned out that this Mu Qi was because of his own creation of the talisman, and he had an understanding, and he wanted to pay off the cause and effect he owed himself.

What a Buddha pursues all his life is the consummation of cause and effect. Sow good causes, get good countries, owe people causes, and you will repay the results.

Thinking about it like this, he accepted these building wood essences, which seemed to be justified.

What made Ning Fan care more was Mu Qi's advice.

Mu Qi's six brothers, and there is a deeper Mu Dao enlightenment?

I don't know if those feelings can make him a few more paintings... (To be continued......)