Chapter Ninety-Three: Washing the Sword Valley, Immortals and Dancing Soldiers, Hundred Soldiers' Platforms, Casting Swords from the Dust
According to the green is the old pine branch of the old year, there are three clear powers, can clear the three turbidity, and before the light by a wisp of pure yang true qi shines, it is even more powerful.
With this soldier and the Yin and Yang Weeping Cloud Fan, it should not be a problem to suppress many weapons in the Sword Prison Valley for seven days.
Li Bichen came to his senses, nodded, took Zhao Diqing off his back, and handed it to Li Yuanxin.
This Tibetan Divine Soldier started, and the heavy weight made Li Yuanxin can't help but praise a good word. Although he is already a human immortal, the weight of this treasure is nothing, but thinking that his junior brother can wave the earth with one hand, but the realm of foundation building, but the cultivation of the physical body is obviously not to be underestimated.
Ping Suli only looked at his state of mind cultivation as strong and lofty, and now he knew that with the divine soldier, Li Bichen's arm strength was probably very tight.
Until now, Li Yuanxin still thinks that Li Bichen is practicing the "One Yuan Jing Shi Heart Sutra", the Heart Sutra is different from the Divine Power Outer Law, although it is the practice of the same Heart Sutra, but each person's understanding of the scriptures, the elaboration is different, and it cannot be used as a reference, otherwise they will reflect each other, leaving the shadow of others, and may eventually go a fork in the road.
Li Bichen didn't say it, of course Li Yuanxin thought that he had been practicing the "One Yuan Jing Shi Xin Sutra", where did he understand that Li Bichen practiced the "Qing Jing Sutra".
"Qingjing Sutra", the full name is "Taishang Laojun often says Qingjing Sutra", there is only one volume, the legend is written by Lao Danxi before the letter to the valley, since ancient times, word of mouth, do not set up words, until the Eastern Han Dynasty, Ge Xuan recorded it into a book.
This sutra should directly point to the true meaning of the avenue, and the name of the Tao is an intangible, nameless and nameless thing, if it is only about the principle of expounding the Tao, it is half a point higher than the Tao Te Ching.
Li Pichen took this sutra as the source, and the pure qi he absorbed during his cultivation turned into the three clear mana, which was extremely pure, and even more meritorious and heavenly light, so the physical body was refined and condensed, although he did not deliberately practice the physical body, but it was not much better than any physical cultivation.
Li Yuanxin dragged the green of the earth, came to the peak of the Sword Casting Valley, took the yin and yang weeping cloud fan, the qi of the two instruments and the light of the three clear gods combined, and on the green ground, the three golden leaves shook slowly, exuding a trace of pure yang true qi.
Just like the great sun in the deep valley, the pure yang true qi is like the golden crow of the sun, exuding a brilliant heavenly might, and in the surrounding clouds and mist, those turbid qi began to slowly settle, and were suppressed into the earth, rocks, mountains and stones, and could not come out again.
Li Yuanxin cast a spell, leading the Yimu god thunder to shroud the valley, the thunder sea came all over the sky, the silver dragon danced, the power of the immortals was displayed, and the sword was imprisoned in the valley with the momentum of the two soldiers. The childish boy who looked at it like this was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to slow down: "It is worthy of the true legend of the immortals....."
There are no weak people who can be called true inheritors, and Li Yuanxin is a masterpiece, once refining immortal bones on Taihua Peak, seven bones a day, such a record except Li Bichen and Su Wanggui, only a few people in Taihua's five thousand years of years have surpassed.
Qi Jinyuan saw that Li Yuanxin was in trouble, so he arranged everything in the valley and brought a few people to the front of the sword washing pool.
Tong Hua put Yu Changping down, the latter gasped slightly, his breath seemed to be nothing, his face was as white as paper, and he couldn't see any blood, like a corpse that had been buried for seven days, and it was about to be cold.
The soul true spirit is locked in the body of death and destruction, if it is not separated as soon as possible, when the purple mansion dantian is exhausted and the dragon bone is shattered, a catastrophe will come.
Tong Hua first took five sea flags, summoned the water to wash Yu Changping's body, and the true light of the waterway was permeated, but he could only touch the surface, and there was nothing he could do about it.
He sighed, and at this time Li Bichen said to Yinhu: "You go and pick up Senior Brother Yu, and then step into the sword washing pool." ”
"I.... Me?!"
Yinhu was taken aback, he looked at the sword washing pond water, remembered some rumors, and said in a low voice: "Lord.... This water won't kill me, will it?"
"You are a natural demon spirit, you have never been contaminated with turbidity, what are you afraid of?"
Li Bichen urged him, so Yinhu swallowed his saliva, his heart was open, and he picked up Yu Changping and stepped into the pool.
"Huh?"
Yin Hu stood in the pool with his feet, and was suddenly stunned, the pool water was cool, without a bit of murder, and his feet did not touch the bottom of the pool, but hung in the air, about three inches below the surface of the water.
Seeing this, Yinhu breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground: "It is worthy of being an immortal family, and it is really different." ”
He hugged Yu Changping, step by step towards the center of the pond, the hundred soldiers platform can already be seen, there are countless blades placed on it, just looking at it from a distance, it feels cold, making people's hairs stand on end.
Yinhu walked for a while, felt his steps become heavy, and he looked at the pool under his feet, which was still crystal clear. Thinking it was an illusion, it was because he was thinking too much, so Yinhu continued to walk forward, but as he took more than a dozen steps, Yinhu finally felt the real weight, not his own fantasy!
Step by step, heavy as a mountain!
"Lord... Lord, what's going on!"
Yin Hu was sweating profusely, seeing that the high platform was in front of him, but he couldn't move his steps for half a minute, he suddenly panicked in his heart, and hurriedly asked Li Bichen.
"In the sword washing pool, there is turbidity gathering below the Hundred Soldiers Terrace, these are the initial turbidity gases, which are naturally heavy. ”
Li Bichen opened his mouth to answer and pointed to Yinhu: "Pull your body upwards and run the Sanqing mana." ”
Yinhu acted according to Li Bichen's instructions, so he suddenly made a force up and down, he was a demon spirit, so he was entangled by three turbidity, and he could get out of the shackles after a while, and the clear rose to the sky, and the turbidity fell to the earth.
It took the boss's strength to place Yu Changping on the Hundred Soldiers Platform, and the latter gasped slightly, pinched the Dao Seal with both hands, and sat cross-legged in the center of the Hundred Soldiers Platform.
Yin Hu floated three inches in the water, grabbed the edge of the Hundred Soldiers Platform, and shouted to Li Bichen from afar.
Seeing that Yu Changping had been placed on the Hundred Soldiers Platform, Tong Hua hurriedly told Li Bichen, Li Bichen nodded, and walked to the edge of the sword washing pool. Li Bichen took the hammer, stood still for tea, and suddenly took a divine stone from afar.
In the Sword Casting Valley, there are many divine stones growing on the valley wall, or Xuantie, or jade treasures, these things are affected by the three clears and three turbidities all the year round, and become psychic.
"That's you!"
Li Bichen used his mana, and the Sanqing Divine Light was like an iron chain of divine chains, binding the divine stone and dragging it back. After a struggle, the divine stone was only slightly psychic, after all, it didn't really have its own sanity, and it was quickly defeated and taken into Li Pichen's hands.
Dusty stones, covered in nicks and stained with dew. Li Bichen knew that the real treasure was inside this stone skin, and the sword to be cast this time was not ordinary.