Chapter sixty-seven, Bashan Badaoren, the little patriarch in the green robe

When he returned to the meditation room, Luo Tian took the invitation and saw that it was stated that the puja would be held on the fifth day of the fourth month, and the place was at the foot of Dugu Peak in Huashan. After counting the days at the moment, it would take almost ten days to wait, so he was not in a hurry to travel, and sat quietly to breathe out his vitality and deepen his mana.

At night, Luo Tian, who had been doing exercises for several weeks, woke up. Feeling that a Blood God Seed in the dantian was greedily devouring the Blood Sea Essence Qi and slowly growing, he couldn't help but smile with relief, the Blood God Seed was getting stronger and stronger, and the Jade Void Law Phase was also getting stronger and stronger. The physical body will one day grow old, and everything in the world will eventually become the same as before, and only this seed is the root of his soul.

Thinking of his other achievement in refining the gods, but by chance, he surpassed the qigong method first, Luo Tian's heart moved, and his soul was wrapped in the two kinds of divine sand of heaven and earth and separated from his body, turning into a stream of dim smoke and escaping through the gap in the window to the outside. Without the restraint of the body, the scenes of the world are directly reflected in the soul, and the feeling is just as wonderful. But when he saw the bright moon and stars in his chest, and the whispers of birds and beasts seemed to be only in his ears, even dead things such as dust, dead wood, and rocks came to life.

Finding a disciple in a room in the dojo who was sleeping in a drowsy manner, Luo Tian's heart moved, and the curling cigarettes escaping from the incense burner in the room were gathered in one place, turning into the same appearance as him.

When the method of refining the gods reaches the second stage of contemplation, you can use your mind to drive external objects. But at the beginning, the skills were rusty, and it was not easy to create an incarnation by borrowing things, but now Luo Tian has the cultivation of the out-of-body realm, the soul is strong, the mental power is majestic, and he has experienced the various means of the mental power of the original god when he entered the demon, so he easily simulated a smoke incarnation. It's just that this incarnation doesn't have much power, it's just a spectacle, and it can't be used to entrust the divine soul, and it's enough to fool the disciples of the Sword Sect who have never seen the world.

The smoke incarnation raised his hand and slapped it on the disciple's head, and when he saw him wake up, he rebuked him with the technique of mind transmission: "Refining qi and practicing exercises can also warm the mind and eliminate fatigue, why use your precious time to sleep and seek leisure? If you can't get rid of your mundane habits and inertia, then go down the mountain and enjoy the riches of the world!"

Seeing that it was his own master who showed his magical powers, the man hurriedly bowed down and repented: "The disciple knows his mistakes! In the future, he will definitely change his past habits, cultivate with his heart, and live up to the immortal fate given by the master of the sect!"

When Luo Tian heard this, he said: "Whether the cultivation is high or low, the results are all enjoyed by yourself." Think about it. After saying this, his incarnation of the smoke that he had maintained by his telekinesis dispersed, but in the projection of the divine soul, he could see the disciple bowing to the incense burner.

He probed his mind to the peak again, but as soon as he entered the courtyard, he felt that there were five mana wrapped in the spirit of the qi refiner. Knowing that it was the monk who kept the meditation and the four disciples of Jingxu had noticed it, Luo Tian's mental power moved, and the soil on the ground suddenly gave birth to ripples like water lines, gradually churning and changing, and in an instant, an incarnation was formed.

Seeing this, the five Sword Sect elders knew that their own master was practicing their supernatural powers, although they didn't know what kind of means he was using, they all calmed down. Only Tongweizi, Qi refining and cultivation are still in the realm of the Innate Great Perfection, not knowing the situation in the courtyard, and taking care of themselves in the retreat to refine Qi and practice.

Waving his hand towards the fine house where several elders of his family were, Luo Tian collected his mental power, and the earth turned into a sudden scatter. Turning his mind, a puff of black smoke flashed with a little blue light and returned to his body, and his body was shaken, and he immediately returned to calm.

In this way, he practiced qi cultivation day and night, occasionally used the method of out-of-body mental power to train and train his disciples, and contacted the elders, and he was much more familiar with the people under his own family, unlike before, many disciples could not be named. In this way, he only felt that the taste of the family in this sword sect dojo was getting stronger and stronger, and during this time, Luo Tian's research on the true spirit position karma map was getting deeper and deeper, and he felt that it was no longer a problem to seal the five gods at this time, just find a time to confirm one or two.

With a comfortable heart, time passed quickly, but in a blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of the first month of April. Early in the morning, Luo Tian walked out of the quiet room, carrying the four magic weapons of the Falling Soul Bell, the Sealing Divine Sword, the Scattered Spirit Banner, and the Wind and Fire Futon, holding up the treasure light, setting up the red lotus, and separating the Lost Trace Array out of the Sword Sect Dojo.

Flying high and going up the cloud road, Luo Tian was suddenly stunned, and said in his heart: "It's bad! I haven't been to Huashan either, but how should I go?" He took out the invitation card left by Lei Mingzi and looked at it back and forth, and said with a wry smile: "Why don't you imprint a geographical map of mountains and rivers?"

Glancing at the dojo below, he wanted to go back to the monk Shouding to ask, but in an instant, he extinguished this thought, and said, "This seems that I am too uninformed, and I will be laughed at by the bald head." It's better to try your luck in the northeast direction first, and if you bump into a person passing by, then go and ask questions. ”

After making up his mind, Luo Tian urged the rosette to fly out. After making a cup of tea on the cloud road, the boy in the green robe, who had no bottom in his heart, suddenly saw a light rising from the mountain below. When he went to see with his eyes, he saw that it was a white-headed Taoist who stepped on auspicious clouds, and he immediately urged the magic weapon to rush up, and called out: "Dao Chief, stay and wait for me!"

The man turned his head to look back when he heard this, and saw that it was a young man who started to call, so he slowed down and asked, "Why did Xiaoyou call me?"

Luo Tian was ashamed to talk about his own difficulties, so he said: "The Five Mountains Immortal Sect has sent out invitations to invite fellow immortals to go to Huashan to participate in the Dharma meeting today. I was quite bored on a journey alone, and when I saw that the Tao was long and the light was gone, I wanted to ask if I wanted to go to Nahua Mountain too? ”

He was not bad luck today, and he only heard the Taoist answer: "I am practicing in the Xiaguan Temple in Daba Mountain below, and this time I was invited to go to the Wuyue Dharma Festival. Call me a Badaoite. With that, he urged the clouds under his feet to move forward, and asked, "Where is the little friend's law?"

Luo Tian sensed that this Ba Dao person's mana was condensed, and he didn't see the slightest smoke and fire when he cast the spell to control the clouds, guessing that this person was afraid that he had already cultivated the realm of the Great Perfection of the Dan, and he didn't show off his name as the patriarch of his own sect at the moment, but only said: "I am practicing in the Sword Sect Dojo in Qingcheng Mountain. ”

When Ba Daoren heard this, he frowned and thought for a while, obviously he hadn't heard of the name of the Akagi Sword Sect. Fortunately, he didn't ask anything, just nodded and hurried to the road, saving Luo Tianduo the trouble of explaining.

The method used by the two of them to hurry up was not slow, and after a short time, they saw a mountain hundreds of zhang high, straight through the clouds, with a group of peaks and walls, and a steep and beautiful mountain, and the people of Naba Dao descended.

Seeing this, Luo Tian knew that he had arrived at the place, and he followed suit. When the red lotus under the seat broke through the clouds, he saw a stone peak shaped like a sword piercing the sky in the distance, and there was a vast stone platform at the waist, and no less than 100 qi refiners were sitting on it and talking to each other;

Seeing that there were visitors again, a few people standing on the stone steps on the side of the stone platform, who seemed to be the welcoming disciples of the Wuyue Immortal Sect, were busy staring at each other. At that moment, there was a person who recognized the Badao people, and the mana of the Yun envoy raised his voice and shouted: "The real Badao people of Bashan Dining Xiaguan have arrived!"

When this sound settled, many qi refiners on the stone platform stood up and bowed to the Badao people, thinking that they had made friends with him.

Unexpectedly, Luo Tianzheng pondered whether to go to the stone platform with the Badao people who came with him, or to hand over the invitation to the welcoming disciples of the Wuyue Immortal Sect first, but he heard another singing salute: "The Chicheng Sword Sect is in charge of the Duxiu real person!"

Sensing that everyone's eyes on the stone platform were looking towards him, Luo Tian felt uncomfortable at the moment. He followed the sound and looked at the welcoming guests, but saw that the person who reported his name was indeed Lei Mingzi, and now he looked at it with a smile.

At this moment, a man dressed in brute clothes on the stone platform shouted: "That boy in green robes, you have only been in the Tao for a few years?