Chapter 470: The Floating Clouds Are Gone Without a Trace (2)
The Dao fire was scorching, reflecting the different faces of the cultivators, and reflecting their different moods.
But for Bo Kuizi, there may only be throbbing and eagerness at the moment.
Beside him, there were three ancient Dao artifacts levitating.
A Danding, a three-pronged copper bell, and a green jade sword.
This is the inheritance of the Yuan Ding Immortal Sect in the past.
It was cast by the first few generations of the sages of this sect to suppress the luck of a sect, and it was the essence of the Yuanding Immortal Sect.
In the years that followed, it was passed down for several generations, and almost every person in charge of the sect had re-refined the Dao weapon on it, leaving traces and insights of his own Tao and Fa.
After a long period of accumulation, these three Dao Instruments have already been passed down to the point of indescribable.
Very amazing Taoist device.
But unfortunately, it is destined to not be able to fully resonate with the origin of Bo Kuizi.
Now, he is ready to completely smelt these three Dao weapons, and use the foundation of the Immortal Sect in the past as the foundation to forge an immortal foundation for him in the future!
There was emotion in Lao Dao's eyes that could not be concealed.
The last to be in charge.
Severing the legacy.
"Refining the inheritance of the Dao weapon, to be honest, this is a matter of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, the poor Dao can't live with the ancestor master, and the ancestors of the sect can't live with it, they have worked hard to inherit the Taoist system for thousands of years, and they are cut off in the hands of the old Dao, I have no shame to see them......"
Bo Kuizi's voice was very low.
When he reached such a situation, Zhu Xiu's mood gradually eased.
Among the old monsters, Mr. Qinghe and Bo Kuizi are the most familiar.
At this time, Mr. Qinghe smiled when he heard this.
"Bokui, if this happens, I'm afraid it's hard for you to die, but it saves your heart knots, and you don't have to worry about facing them......"
Bo Kuizi also sighed softly, and then said.
"That's what I said, when I kicked the door, I inevitably felt emotional, Yu Yangshi lived forever and looked at it for a long time, this is a very old thing, the old man didn't dare to think of it, Venerable, Qinghe, fellow Daoists, the old Tao is saying, this is a completely different direction from the cultivation of all living beings, the road back, one step at a time, we only have the road in front of us, and there is no body behind us......"
Speaking of this, Bo Kuizi laughed lightly a few times, and between turning his hands, the scorching fire turned into a red swimming dragon, and wrapped all the three Dao weapons in it.
Zhu Xiu stopped talking, and they all stared at Bo Kuizi's movements from the side.
Half for Dharma protection, half for observing the ceremony, witnessing the process of Bo Kuizi's Dharma trial.
There was quiet silence in all directions, and the coercion that spread out between the cultivators silently even swept away the mountain winds that were whistling in the past.
In the same place, there was only the muttered voice of Bo Kuizi's chanting.
That was the Tao and Dharma that he practiced in his life.
That's the path he'd walked in his old days.
Now it is being revealed in an alternative way, to imprint all this in the Dao vessel, turning it into a part of the same root and origin as him, and even a reflection of his immortal Dao foundation.
"Three products of medicine, God and Qi Jing.
In a trance, in a trance.
Existence is not kept, it is made in an instant.
Mixed with return wind, 100 days of gongling.
Silent towards God, a century soars.
The wise are easy to understand, but the ignorant are difficult to do.
......
Once you get it forever, you will naturally be light.
Taihe is overflowing, and the bones are scattered and cold.
If you get Dan, you will be spiritual, and if you can't, you will be poured.
Dan is in the body, neither white nor green.
Recite it 10,000 times, and the reason is self-evident. ”
The sound of Huanghuang is like thunder in the sky, Bo Kuizi's vague voice seems to resound in the sky, but it is as ethereal as a cloud, Zhu Xiu listened to every word in his ears, and in the end, there were only white clouds in his heart, and there was no trace and impression of the words of the Taoist scriptures.
After the last word was recited, the three Dao weapons had been smelted into one place by Bo Kuizi.
It's not like in the past, Su Mu refines the broken Dao weapons, returns them to their roots, and smelts them into pure immortal iron.
This is the Dharma Practice.
Only those who have the same lineage can use this kind of method.
Thousands of years, there are no traces left by the sages in the Taoist vessels, and the perception and inheritance of the Taoist system are now all attributed to Bo Kuizi!
It has become a part of his heritage and foundation.
The treasure light was shocking, and even blocked the eyes of the cultivators.
An earth-shattering Dao artifact is about to be born.
With the dazzling light disappearing little by little, the cultivators saw that in the blazing Dao fire, a round mirror was slowly suspended.
Brass treasure mirror.
There is not the slightest trace of patterns on it, only the breath of Bo Kuizi's own Tao and Law.
Only the back of the round mirror, in the center, with the four characters of the ancient seal script -
Celestial Mirror!
has not yet reached the final step of refining, but Bo Kuizi's desire for immortality is no longer hidden.
The word immortal is so heavy.
If there is a mistake in the end, there will be no room for turning back here.
"The second step, Lingyun and Hongyang Daoyou, sacrifice the innate Dao forbidden!"
Almost at the first moment when the treasure light dissipated, Su Mu's hoarse voice had already sounded.
The words were still echoing in everyone's ears, and where Ling Yunzi and Hong Yangzi were, their hands had already waved into afterimages.
First refine the Origin Dao Weapon, and then sacrifice the Innate Forbidden.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
Su Musha's eyebrows also slowly relaxed.
"Qinghe friends, please add a master's means. ”
"Good!"
Mr. Qinghe promised softly, and between the flips of his hand, a purple jade wolf pen was held in his hand.
This is a very extraordinary bearing, and even Su Musha admires it very much.
At this moment, Mr. Qinghe stood there clearly, and everyone looked at it, but it seemed that they had seen thousands of rivers and mountains.
Even Minghong Lao Dao, in a trance, seemed to have fallen into an illusion.
It seems that these thousands of years have not passed, and it is still the vast situation of the beginning, the heaven and the earth are turbulent, and the thick soil is cracking.
Sleeping under the earth for thousands of years, Mr. Qinghe has already completely integrated the topography of the mountains and rivers with himself.
One stroke down.
Cinnabar.
Yingying Huaguang then rippled on the treasure mirror.
On the original simple and pure treasure mirror, there began to be gorgeous carved sages.
Flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, rivers and lakes.
This is the grand scene of the Yang world, and it is the first creation of heaven and earth, and it is the method of suppressing oneself with the terrain of the earth master......
"The third step is to apply the forbidden Dao method, to cultivate the body with the body, and to cultivate the body with the instrument. ”
Step by step, it was carried out in an orderly manner, and when it came to the back, Su Musha's voice was also in a trance.
All the cultivators are in a similar state of mind.
Today, we may be able to witness the birth of the extraordinary.
Facing the gaze of the cultivators, Bo Kuizi took out a short dagger, and without hesitation, he pierced it directly in his heart!
To the average person, this can be a fatal injury.
But the power of one realm, the unity of soul and blood, endless, this is a majestic vitality that is difficult to imagine.
Bo Kuizi's face was only slightly pale.
Life is ticking.
The essence and blood in his heart flowed along with the wound, and he was wrapped in Bo Kuizi's mana, turning into a red match, and disappeared into the Heavenly Immortal Mirror.
On the side, Jian Bo's real person muffled his voice sounded.
This is the forbidden Dao method inherited by the real person, and now he asks to recite the ancient scriptures, which is also to assist Bo Kuizi in performing the forbidden Dao method.
After a few moments, the muffled voice faded away.
"The last step, refine the immortal substance and achieve a half-step immortal weapon!"
When the words fell, Bo Kuizi was in good spirits.
On the side, Minghong Lao Dao waved his hand, and in an instant, several immortal relics flew in, or golden scriptures, or golden robes, all of which entered the fire in front of Bo Kuizi.
......
One, two, three......
As a long time passed, Bo Kuizi's face began to look ugly.
Immortal Matter...... This is the level of detachment, and it is not the Dao Fire of the Yang World that can be refined.
Su Musha's gaze narrowed slightly.
All of a sudden, all sorts of thoughts came to mind.
His voice was faint.
"Fellow Daoist Bokuizi, I have a magic flame that can refine immortal matter. ”
In Bo Kuizi's cloudy eyes, there seemed to be a flash of lightning.
The two looked at each other, speechless.
And so long.
Bo Kuizi's eyes were low.
There seemed to be a tremor in the old man's voice.
"In this way, it will trouble the Venerable to make a move......"
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