Seeing the legendary Bodhi tree appear in front of her, the old woman had a shocked look on her face, and she never dreamed that she would be able to see such a divine object with her own eyes in her lifetime.

Anyone born in the Shengwu Continent will always read some stories and biographies during the enlightenment period, and there will inevitably be a description of this tree.

Enlightenment under the Bodhi tree is an opportunity to live in the world, and three-year-old children know this truth.

The benefits are mixed. Some say that they can accept the peerless inheritance. Some say that it will drop divine weapons. Some say that it is possible to reverse the will of heaven and raise the qualification to an extraordinary level. Some people say that cultivation will improve several levels.

What's even more outrageous is that it can change the ethereal fortune and become the master of a country in the future. Of course, many people scoff at this statement, after all, no one can say for sure, there is no standard for reference, and you can make it up as you want.

These descriptions would be laughed off by any adult except for the uninformed child. There are a lot of books describing the Bodhi tree, but how many of these authors have really seen the real face?

You must know that since the 10,000 years recorded in historical records, the number of times the Bodhi tree has appeared very rarely, never more than the number of five fingers, which can be said to be rare in a thousand years.

In fact, it is impossible for anyone other than the person concerned to spy on the Bodhi tree. At this time, if someone comes to the Silver Glowing Valley and walks into this forest, they will not find anything unusual.

When the Bodhi Tree appeared, it seemed to transfer the old woman to another dimension, invisible or touchable from the outside, as if she was not in the same world.

In ancient times, I don't know which enlightened person had many mouths and many tongues, leaked the information, and after hundreds of millions of people added oil and vinegar, for thousands of years, all kinds of rumors were derived, making it difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

The old woman came to her senses, this was an opportunity to change her fate, and she hurriedly straightened up, sat upright, her eyes slightly closed, and put on a common cultivation posture.

The breeze blew from nowhere, the slender silk hanging down from the branches shook slightly, the Yingluo-like Bodhi Zi followed the movement, the indescribable fragrance came, the Bodhi Zi jingled, in a trance, there seemed to be a pure Sanskrit sound.

A blue light descended from the emerald canopy and condensed into a beam of light, enveloping the old woman. After a while, sweat dripped down the old woman's forehead, and her expression began to change.

The old woman came to another world and experienced a reincarnation similar to that of the heart. It takes a lot of will to get through.

The difference is that the mental path is purely illusory, although it can change the horizon, increase knowledge, and enhance willpower, but its own cultivation has not been increased, and the martial arts, exercises, and the like obtained during the period are also like looking at the moon in the water, which can only be seen, not touched.

But in the reincarnation projected by the Bodhi tree, everything that happens is real, and every time you pass a reincarnation, the accumulated martial arts cultivation and combat experience can be preserved in a mysterious way. Even if they are reincarnated, they will recall and recover all of them when they become adults.

Of course, chance is directly proportional to risk. Any damage suffered in it will actually happen to the body, and if you die in samsara, you will also die immediately in reality. It can be described as extremely dangerous, every second lives on the blade, and the difficulty of spending the reincarnation experience in this way can be imagined.

The old woman entered the Tao because of illusion and got the opportunity to participate in enlightenment. The Bodhi tree will use the way of others to govern their bodies.

If you want to enter the Tao because of illusion, you have to go through thousands of illusion experiences.

If you want to be one with the real and the virtual, then let you taste what it feels like to have the pain of samsara if it is applied to the body.

"Poof. Just a moment later, the old woman's left hand fell, and blood gushed out. When it is a samsara, it suffers the same damage.

Soon, the wound healed and the severed hand came back to life. It turned out that in reincarnation, he obtained a certain magic medicine in a certain ruin to treat his injuries, and not only healed, but also greatly improved his cultivation.

After sitting for a while, the old woman's right eye disappeared, leaving only a bloody hole, and blood gushed out. In reincarnation, when snatching the ownership of a certain cave, she moved with someone to fight against a big swordsman, stabbed a sword in the pupil, her eyes were bleeding, and she fled.

In the most dangerous case, the old woman broke her legs and was miserable, so she fell to the ground and died, and the last opponent, the proud son of a certain sect, stepped forward to search for the spoils of war, and stole a dagger hidden in her sleeve like an electric piercing, right in the throat.

Kill the enemy, seize the inheritance, and use the qi of creation in a certain immortal weapon to regrow a broken leg.

With the reincarnation of each other, the old woman's strength has increased at an astonishing speed, and all kinds of treasures, martial arts, and classics have been piled up around her, all of which are trophies obtained in the fantasy world and brought back to reality.

After spending 100 reincarnations a day, eighty days and nights soon passed. On the evening of the eighty-first day, the old woman was in a restless mood, she had already broken through the Fa Phase Realm, and used the accumulation of thousands of reincarnations to survive the rebirth tribulation and demon subjugation tribulation, but so far, she was completely unsure of surviving the Holy Tribulation.

Entering the Holy Tribulation is the last and most arduous stage on the way to the Holy One. As the name suggests, survive the Holy Tribulation and immediately achieve the status of a Holy One.

In a certain reincarnation, the vast vitality condensed into a torrent, rolling between the towering mountains, and the energy in it was incredibly huge, and the surrounding space was shattered.

The old woman sat cross-legged on a blue rock on the shore and opened her eyes, revealing a strong unwillingness. Maybe it's the Bodhi tree, and she has a glimmer of realization in her heart, and this may be the last reincarnation. If you don't hurry up, you will lose the opportunity completely.

"No, you must become a saint, otherwise you will not be able to unite the virtual and the real in the end, so as to become my way. "Whoever is a martial artist is not fascinated by the sage. As the end of the martial arts, the pinnacle of the monks, the deeds of the saints have been passed down from generation to generation in the mainland, and the old woman is not exempt from vulgarity. If you encounter such an opportunity, why don't you give it a go?

The old woman opened her mouth and inhaled violently, and the torrent of vitality gathered and sucked it all out, revealing the bottom of the river. After drinking so much, it was just a slight bulge in the abdomen and a full burp in the mouth.

Immediately, she closed her eyes and concentrated, ran the Xuan Gong, absorbed all the energy in her body that had been transformed into torrents, and no longer controlled her cultivation, making it rise higher and higher, and in a blink of an eye, she reached the point of triggering the Holy Tribulation.

The powerful aura rose to the sky, and the surrounding mountain peaks shook, disintegrating and collapsing one after another.

The Holy Tribulation varies from person to person and can never be generalized. After raising her breath, the old woman's face was solemn and she looked up at the air. Holy Tribulation Daimyo, she is like thunder, how can she take it lightly.

There were no dark clouds overhead, but calm as a pool of stagnant water. The old woman's eyes couldn't help but show a look of doubt.

Suddenly a wonderful wave in the air was conveyed, and it suddenly split apart, like a knife and axe, the end was neat, the mouth was torn open, and pieces of snow fell down. It's not pure white, it's colorful, and it's surprisingly large.

In mid-air, the old woman's eyes widened, and her face turned a little pale. Where is the snowflake, it is clearly the reincarnation that has been passed before. Again and again, snowflakes fall, shining and beautiful under the sun.

The old woman's face was distorted, as long as she thought of the reincarnation she had passed, her body instinctively twitched, and her psychology was indeliblely traumatized.

Suddenly, the reincarnation of the colored snow formed a whirlpool, looking at the past to condense together, first into a snake body, then into a giant python, then into a dragon, and finally into a dragon with colorful scale armor, stretching its body, thousands of zhang long.

On the body of the dragon, the scales are densely covered, countless, look carefully, within each scale, there are some stories, or sad or happy, or sad or happy, and there are also some people who live, experiencing love and hatred, joys and sorrows.

One sand and one world, one flower and one paradise. Nothing more.

All the snow was gone, and the dragon's body was huge, and its eye sockets were dull and there were no eyeballs.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, far and near mountains, Yuanqi rivers, bluestones and so on, all gone. The old woman returned to reality, still sitting under the linden tree, and the cyan beam of light disappeared. Of course, the dragon condensed by reincarnation is still there, and it has no influence on the falling Bisi of the Bodhi tree.

And the last reincarnation, the paper kite flutters upward, splits into two pieces halfway, rotates and shrinks, falls into the empty eye sockets, radiant, then becomes eyes, the finishing touch, the colorful dragon comes to life, shaking its head and tail, opening its teeth and dancing claws, and its spirit is extraordinary.

The dragon's eyes shot at the old woman with a coercion, and a roar from his mouth spread for thousands of miles, recognizing it as its target. Twisting his body, he galloped and shot at the old woman.

The old woman was very serious, her hands went to the stage, her mouth was saturated, and two torrents of vitality shot out from her sleeves, gathering in one place, the momentum became more and more vigorous, slowly flowing overhead, setting off waves, rolling eastward, full of thousands, the momentum was quite extraordinary.

She frowned, she looked quite scary, but it was too big and inappropriate, and her strength was so scattered that it was impossible to resist the Holy Tribulation.

Thinking so, as soon as the palms and chests were closed, the torrent quickly condensed, turning into white clouds, and then they moved one after another, throwing them to the center, rotating and merging, and then, a blue umbrella was formed, the normal size and size, and the treasure light on it flowed, which seemed to be able to resist all evils.

This umbrella is embroidered on a blue background, and the flowers are pure white, like soft white clouds. When Lu Zhong was practicing outside, if there was rain in the sky, the old woman would always step on the muddy ground, trot over, and send this umbrella to her son, mother and son with the umbrella, and return home in the rain.

For more than ten years, as always, it has always been. The difference is that when Lu Zhong was young, the old woman held an umbrella. Later, Lu Zhong grew taller and held an umbrella for the old woman.

The old woman raised her hand, caught the blue umbrella, and held it above her head. At this critical moment, her eyes were surprisingly gentle, as if her son was still alive and back to his childhood, pulling the corner of her clothes, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, to see the drizzle outside the umbrella.

At this moment, the reincarnation color dragon swooped down and collided with the blue umbrella.

The palpitating energy fluctuations exploded in an instant.