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The sea of clouds is tidal, and the sun rises in the east.

The divine light is the way, and it shines on the southern sky.

At the top of Mount Emei, Ji Ziyun has been in the meditation for forty-nine days, the body is covered with a layer of snow, the clothes have been mottled with dust, and the black hair that originally hung down has become a little dry and wrinkled.

Li Bichen stood behind the watch, in front of him, the peach tree has grown more and more strong after a few days of growth, at this time the top of the branch, the crown of the peach blossom has faintly approached the top of Emei Guan.

Outside the Nantian Gate, Yinhu sat in front of the stone, his head hanging down, as if he was napping, and a white butterfly on the tip of his nose stayed, standing here without moving, just flapping his wings lightly, moving with the wind.

The slightest sound is like dew dripping from a blade of grass, like a cricket jumping from the dirt.

Yin Hu raised his head suddenly, and a fierce intent suddenly erupted in his eyes.

People have nine tricks, and they need to descend nine tigers and demonize human form, which is also the case.

These days, Yinhu practiced the "Nine Levels of Fuhu True Solution" handed to him by Mao Canghai, and he never fell behind in a day of practice, and now he has entered the realm quite well, and has descended the first tiger, and is descending the second one.

The first tiger is the tiger of the essence, for the essence of the incarnation, the tiger will be the town of its own five organs, the five organs have gods, the tiger descends to the gods, can make people stand at the top of this realm, because the tiger is surrendered, the five gods come out together, so the five organs are inaccessible, and the poison is difficult to invade.

The second tiger is the sleeping tiger, when the living soul sleeps is resting, can recover physical strength, so it is connected with the five essences, this tiger can temper the qi and blood in the sleep, sleep like waking up, the bones make thunder, listen to the wind blowing, catch the wind and catch the shadow, can refine the body like a god, do not feel tired.

Yin Hu raised his head, he was about to surrender the second sleeping tiger, at this time he looked at the top of the mountain, the light in his eyes was uncertain, and on the tip of his nose, the big white butterfly flapped its wings and flew up, hovering in front of him.

"Little Lord Ziyun woke up?"

Yinhu's ears moved, and he clearly heard the sound of soft breath at the top of the mountain.

The big white butterfly vibrated its wings, flew into the top of the clouds, until the front of Mount Emei, saw the girl sitting in the snow and mud, behind her, below is the strange big peach tree, at this time the crown has grown to almost the same state as the top of Emei, from the top of Mount Emei to look down, all a piece of Danxia crimson clouds.

Ji Ziyun opened his eyes, and those eyes were still as clear as they were, deep as ink.

The body moved, and there was a crackling sound, which was because of sitting for too long, so that the body almost turned into a stubborn stone, but after all, Mount Emei was given by the cave sky, and it was the peak of the Xuling sky, which was the land of innate nature, derived from chaos, and practiced in this place, even if it was just a few days of meditation, it was better than the ascetic cultivation of Jiazi in the world.

The big white butterfly flew up and landed on a peach blossom, at this time Ji Ziyun was raising her head and standing up, but this time, she looked at the sea of clouds in front of her, and she was stunned in place, only as if a thousand years had passed, and she no longer recognized the world at this time.

At the end of that day, there was the great day, and the golden light was shining like a saint sitting in the sky.

At the end of the day, there was a wisp of scarlet clouds, shining on the clouds, and the rainbow turned blue.

Faintly, there was a piece of purple qi lingering, which appeared for a very short time, just for a moment, the purple cloud dissipated in the sky, swallowed by the brilliance, and there was no trace of it.

Ji Ziyun stared blankly at the light, and there was a purple color lingering in her eyes.

Raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Dongxiao again, but saw no purple clouds, only Danxia scarlet smoke.

After half a pillar of incense, she finally came back to her senses and looked at herself, she was covered with dust and mud, but these were all filthy and turbid dust that she had eliminated from herself, not left by the blessed land of the fairy mountain.

On the forty-ninth day, like a big dream, he seemed to turn into a wandering wind, into a violent thunder, into a continuous rain, into the surging clouds.

The snow fell unnoticed, and the sun shone on the body, but it still didn't smell.

Ji Ziyun took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, a turbid wind howled, and then it was violently extinguished by the Qi of the Three Clears, leaving not even the slightest trace, completely dissipating in the heavens and the earth.

The dark eyes took one last look at the sun at the end of the sky, and the brilliant light was reflected in the deepest part of the eyes, like an indelible imprint, which was the light that shone on the heavens and the earth, and it was the true yang.

Ji Ziyun descended to the top of Mount Emei, at this time, on the peach blossom, the big white butterfly fluttered its wings and flew up, circled around the sacred tree a few times, and then returned to the south gate and landed on a stone lamppost.

Li Bichen didn't know when he appeared in the Nantian Gate, standing on the white stone steps.

Stepping on Hongchen raised his head and hissed in the Nantian Gate, at this time, when he saw Li Bichen go to the door, he no longer moved, but just waited on the back side.

Ji Ziyun came, her clothes were exactly the same when she came down from the top of the mountain, she didn't change them, and her hair had long lost its luster, and the only thing that remained unchanged was her face and deep eyes.

Li Bichen stood inside the Nantian Gate, looking at a butterfly, a person, and a demon below.

"Taihua Immortal inside the Nantian Gate, mortal people outside the Nantian Gate. ”

Li Bichen sat on the steps, looked at the three of them across the forty-nine white stone steps, first looked at Yinhu, and said: "Senior brother, you came to Emei Mountain, and now you have ten days, how is your cultivation and how is your entry?"

Yinhu was solemn, made a joke, did not call the lord, and said: "Dare to let the senior brother know, the junior brother has entered Emei, and now in ten days, the tiger of the five essences has descended, and the tiger of sleep and consciousness is that there is another day or two, and the two tigers can be lowered to see the three tigers." ”

"The realm of oneself has reached the three fires, at this time, the refinement, only the way to find the three true yang into the body, the fire to refine the gods, the achievement of the foundation, this kung fu, the junior brother wants to come, it takes three or four years. ”

The foundation of the three cremation is an opportunity, and it is also a big hurdle. Li Pichen was originally transformed into pure yang by the two yangs of heaven and earth, and with the help of the innate gods of the earth, not everyone can learn such an opportunity, and it requires atmospheric numbers.

Trigger the three fires, if the true yang is vigorous, you can directly use the true yang to build the foundation, there is no need to trigger the three fires in the body for the second time, and if the true yang is not prosperous, you need to wait, you can't come again if you lose the opportunity, only think of a way, if you want to achieve the three fires, then you have to work hard.

Li Bichen nodded: "There is a real person who will solve the problem in person, turn into the foundation, and refine it into jade liquid is just around the corner, and three years should be almost." ”

After that, his head turned to the white butterfly again: "You butterfly, I have twenty-one days on my Emei, full of three or seven numbers, it is really a soul, and now it absorbs the root qi of heaven and earth, the qi of the three clears, and is illuminated by the sun and the moon, the wind and thunder shake the gods, and the rain clouds refine the body, which is comparable to decades of penance in the world, even so, and does not turn into a true body?"

At this time, Li Bichen waved his sleeve robe, and the mysterious method in the center of his eyebrows manifested in clear light, and dropped the butterfly's head, just looking at the moment, the butterfly fell to the ground and gradually turned into white light.

The brilliance gradually dissipated, and after about half a cup of tea, a boy wearing a white robe and a golden silk fur stood on the ground, about ten years old, with gorgeous hair, green silk into snow, and a wide robe dancing, closing in front of him, and making a big gift to Li Bichen.