Chapter 1287: 1287
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On the wall, there are 18 stone road maps with different characteristics. Some of them are carved with the state of mortal beings, some are the scene of subduing demons and demons, some are the images of stars rolling down, mountains and rivers falling down, and some are
Every picture of Tao is mysterious.
Lintian had studied it, but he couldn't find out the secret.
"Lintian, you've come just in time. Now I can tell you clearly that there is a secret inheritance hidden in these stone road maps!"
Old clam golden pupil can, high spirited, excited way.
Then he pointed to a picture of Taoism on the wall and said, "look at this picture, the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the stars and rivers are turned upside down, presenting a scene of ruin and destruction. But the real mystery is not in the scene depicted in this picture, but in these stone carvings!"
He pointed out his finger and outlined it along the trace of the road map.
Soon, Lintian was moved, because the traces outlined by the old clam's fingers, if pieced together, were just a stack of ancient handwriting -
"killing is like a butcher's heart, why not go back to the ancient world together!"
Just like a Buddhist verse, there is an atmosphere in it.
"Do you see that? But if it's just that simple, how can I spend more than a year with big black? "
The old clam seemed very proud, spitting. "This line of writing is ancient Mahayana Sanskrit. If the trace of its brand is disassembled one by one, it is a kind of natural trace."
"The road pattern, the appearance of the road, brand the breath of the road!"
With that, the fingertips of the old clam outlined one by one in the void, "spread out these patterns, and you can feel them again."
Lintian's divine sense swept out, and compared with the stone road map and the flowing track of the old clam's fingertips, suddenly, a wonderful scene happened.
The stone road map, as if there is a sacred Buddha light, turned into a figure, walking between heaven and earth, the pace of the past, the mountains and rivers burst, the stars rolled down, everything collapsed.
At the same time, a grand and solemn Sanskrit sound resounds. Killing is regarded as the heart of a butcher. How can we go back to the eternal world together!
As the sound falls, the traces of stone carvings gather and turn into a golden Buddhist symbol, flowing with sacred brilliance.
Lintian felt a great shock in his heart, and felt an extremely wonderful atmosphere of inheritance from the Buddhist symbols.
"It's just part of the inheritance."
When the old clam opened his mouth and closed his fingertips, the stone road map returned to its original appearance.
"If you look at this stone road map again, the mystery is different. You need to reflect the design with the mind and the spirit, and deduce the number of the Zhou Tian with the spirit..."
"Also, this stone road map is different. Its mystery needs to be solved by its own power..."
Old clam went on and on, explaining to Lintian one by one.
In short, the mysteries in these 18 stone road maps are totally different and need to be solved in different ways.
Lintian's head was as big as a fight, and he smacked his tongue to himself.
Too complicated and obscure!
If he were an old clam and a big blackbird, he would not be able to solve the mysteries of the 18 stone road maps in more than a year.
"Now, the big blackbird is deciphering the only three stone road maps left. No accident, in three months, he will be able to decipher this adverse fate!"
The old clam was in high spirits and looked forward to it.
When Lintian looked up, he saw the big blackbird standing in front of a stone road map. He looked like he was in a daze. He was attentive, meticulous, and completely selfless.
From the beginning to the end, he never noticed the conversation between him and the old clam.
"By the way, you'll have to collect more when you've run out of congenital Qi." Said the old clam.
Lintian threw a sealed jade bottle to old clam: "I expected it would be like this. Take it."
You're welcome, old clam.
For the past year, they had been staying in the pagoda, and their king's medicine and God's medicine had already been used up, which was supported by Lintian's constant collection of congenital Qi.
This is the distress of the strong who rob the realm of immortality. The higher the realm, the greater the strength required for cultivation. Without sufficient cultivation resources, it is doomed to make the Taoist practice stagnate.
However, Lintian is not worried about this at present.
At least in the land of putu Vatican, if he wants to, he can get a steady stream of congenital pure Qi!
……
There are many dangerous and terrifying areas in the Vatican land of futu, such as the "land of futile death" that appeared at the beginning, such as the "land of futu".
In addition, there are also some strange and unknown areas.
In the past year, Lintian's footprints have been all over the place. One is to collect some cultivation resources, and the other is to collect congenital pure Qi.
The devil's cave.
It is located under a long river of turbid bones in vatu, futu.
The cave is filled with extremely terrible yuan magnetic pole Yin evil spirit. Every night, there will be the shrill voice of demons howling, which makes people shiver.For other monks, this place is absolutely a taboo place, and they dare not set foot in it easily.
But for Lintian, it was an excellent place to collect congenital Qi.
Whoosh!
On this day, Lintian floated in and the broken blade swept out. In a roar, the long river with white bones was suddenly separated, revealing a hole as big as a gully.
Inside the hole, the black magnetic pole emits a breath of terror. You can clearly see the ghosts, resentments, and ghosts in it, waving their teeth and claws, hissing and shrieking, giving off a fierce breath.
But when Lin xunyun turned to the Sutra of tranquility, and his whole body radiated the solemn and holy light of the Buddha, those ghosts fled in a panic as if they were frightened.
"Yes
Lintian used the method of Du Er. With a big hand, a dark bowl flew into the air. As soon as he rotated, he saw that many ghosts were brought into the bowl like they were out of control.
It's like a whale swallowing water!
In just a moment, these ghosts were consumed.
Hualala ~ ~
with Lintian's urge for Buddhist power, the spirits in the bowl were transcended, liberated and eliminated, leaving a continuous stream of pure congenital Qi.
"Less and less..."
Lintian put away the bowl and knew it was time to change to a new place.
Over the past year, he has come to the demon cave every once in a while to collect congenital Qi.
But it is obvious that there are few ghosts left in this broken demon cave.
Whoosh!
Without delay, Lintian drifted away.
Not long after he left the broken demon cave, Lintian went to some fierce areas that he had already understood, and harvested another crop of congenital Qi.
Huh?
Just as Lin xungang was about to return to Fu Tu, he suddenly noticed something and looked up into the distance.
A snow-white bird, like a rainbow, came from afar. Before it fell, he said respectfully, "Mr. Lin, my master, miss Linxue, has something to tell you."
This is a white browed finch. It is an extremely rare fierce bird. There is a trace of dragon blood flowing in its body. It is very talented.
"What's Lin Xue looking for?"
Lintian asked.
"My master said that in half a year, the seal of the ancient land of Vientiane in Zhenlei will be completely removed. If Mr. Lin wants to visit, please take this order to Zhenlei. At that time, just crush this token, and my master will come to meet Mr. Lin."
The white browed dragon sparrow said, with its wings outspread, and handed a light blue jade card to Lintian.
Lintian put away his jade card and said, "thank you. Go back and tell your master that I will be there by then."
Shua!
The white browed finch spread its wings and disappeared soon.
"Half a year? Enough... "
After a little meditation, Lintian returned to the Fu Tu place.
……
Three months later.
Boom!
With a blazing and unparalleled sword Qi falling, the skeleton of the sword sage fell to the ground and disappeared as flying ash.
In the distance, Lintian looked calm, only a pair of black eyes were full of frightening lights.
Wu Jin's sword move has reached 50% of his level!
Once this sword Qi comes out, it can capture all the power of nature, which is enough to shake the earth.
On that day, Lintian had a chance to advance. On the first day of Changsheng's March and October, the national day, he told everyone that he had a happy holiday and had the courage to ask for a minimum monthly pass.
(end of this chapter)
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On the wall, there are 18 stone road maps with different characteristics. Some of them are carved with the state of mortal beings, some are the scene of subduing demons and demons, some are the images of stars rolling down, mountains and rivers falling down, and some are
Every picture of Tao is mysterious.
Lintian had studied it, but he couldn't find out the secret.
"Lintian, you've come just in time. Now I can tell you clearly that there is a secret inheritance hidden in these stone road maps!"
Old clam golden pupil can, high spirited, excited way.
Then he pointed to a picture of Taoism on the wall and said, "look at this picture, the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the stars and rivers are turned upside down, presenting a scene of ruin and destruction. But the real mystery is not in the scene depicted in this picture, but in these stone carvings!"
He pointed out his finger and outlined it along the trace of the road map.
Soon, Lintian was moved, because the traces outlined by the old clam's fingers, if pieced together, were just a stack of ancient handwriting -
"killing is like a butcher's heart, why not go back to the ancient world together!"
Just like a Buddhist verse, there is an atmosphere in it.
"Do you see that? But if it's just that simple, how can I spend more than a year with big black? "
The old clam seemed very proud, spitting. "This line of writing is ancient Mahayana Sanskrit. If the trace of its brand is disassembled one by one, it is a kind of natural trace."
"The road pattern, the appearance of the road, brand the breath of the road!"
With that, the fingertips of the old clam outlined one by one in the void, "spread out these patterns, and you can feel them again."
Lintian's divine sense swept out, and compared with the stone road map and the flowing track of the old clam's fingertips, suddenly, a wonderful scene happened.
The stone road map, as if there is a sacred Buddha light, turned into a figure, walking between heaven and earth, the pace of the past, the mountains and rivers burst, the stars rolled down, everything collapsed.
At the same time, a grand and solemn Sanskrit sound resounds. Killing is regarded as the heart of a butcher. How can we go back to the eternal world together!
As the sound falls, the traces of stone carvings gather and turn into a golden Buddhist symbol, flowing with sacred brilliance.
Lintian felt a great shock in his heart, and felt an extremely wonderful atmosphere of inheritance from the Buddhist symbols.
"It's just part of the inheritance."
When the old clam opened his mouth and closed his fingertips, the stone road map returned to its original appearance.
"If you look at this stone road map again, the mystery is different. You need to reflect the design with the mind and the spirit, and deduce the number of the Zhou Tian with the spirit..."
"Also, this stone road map is different. Its mystery needs to be solved by its own power..."
Old clam went on and on, explaining to Lintian one by one.
In short, the mysteries in these 18 stone road maps are totally different and need to be solved in different ways.
Lintian's head was as big as a fight, and he smacked his tongue to himself.
Too complicated and obscure!
If he were an old clam and a big blackbird, he would not be able to solve the mysteries of the 18 stone road maps in more than a year.
"Now, the big blackbird is deciphering the only three stone road maps left. No accident, in three months, he will be able to decipher this adverse fate!"
The old clam was in high spirits and looked forward to it.
When Lintian looked up, he saw the big blackbird standing in front of a stone road map. He looked like he was in a daze. He was attentive, meticulous, and completely selfless.
From the beginning to the end, he never noticed the conversation between him and the old clam.
"By the way, you'll have to collect more when you've run out of congenital Qi." Said the old clam.
Lintian threw a sealed jade bottle to old clam: "I expected it would be like this. Take it."
You're welcome, old clam.
For the past year, they had been staying in the pagoda, and their king's medicine and God's medicine had already been used up, which was supported by Lintian's constant collection of congenital Qi.
This is the distress of the strong who rob the realm of immortality. The higher the realm, the greater the strength required for cultivation. Without sufficient cultivation resources, it is doomed to make the Taoist practice stagnate.
However, Lintian is not worried about this at present.
At least in the land of putu Vatican, if he wants to, he can get a steady stream of congenital pure Qi!
……
There are many dangerous and terrifying areas in the Vatican land of futu, such as the "land of futile death" that appeared at the beginning, such as the "land of futu".
In addition, there are also some strange and unknown areas.
In the past year, Lintian's footprints have been all over the place. One is to collect some cultivation resources, and the other is to collect congenital pure Qi.
The devil's cave.
It is located under a long river of turbid bones in vatu, futu.
The cave is filled with extremely terrible yuan magnetic pole Yin evil spirit. Every night, there will be the shrill voice of demons howling, which makes people shiver.For other monks, this place is absolutely a taboo place, and they dare not set foot in it easily.
But for Lintian, it was an excellent place to collect congenital Qi.
Whoosh!
On this day, Lintian floated in and the broken blade swept out. In a roar, the long river with white bones was suddenly separated, revealing a hole as big as a gully.
Inside the hole, the black magnetic pole emits a breath of terror. You can clearly see the ghosts, resentments, and ghosts in it, waving their teeth and claws, hissing and shrieking, giving off a fierce breath.
But when Lin xunyun turned to the Sutra of tranquility, and his whole body radiated the solemn and holy light of the Buddha, those ghosts fled in a panic as if they were frightened.
"Yes
Lintian used the method of Du Er. With a big hand, a dark bowl flew into the air. As soon as he rotated, he saw that many ghosts were brought into the bowl like they were out of control.
It's like a whale swallowing water!
In just a moment, these ghosts were consumed.
Hualala ~ ~
with Lintian's urge for Buddhist power, the spirits in the bowl were transcended, liberated and eliminated, leaving a continuous stream of pure congenital Qi.
"Less and less..."
Lintian put away the bowl and knew it was time to change to a new place.
Over the past year, he has come to the demon cave every once in a while to collect congenital Qi.
But it is obvious that there are few ghosts left in this broken demon cave.
Whoosh!
Without delay, Lintian drifted away.
Not long after he left the broken demon cave, Lintian went to some fierce areas that he had already understood, and harvested another crop of congenital Qi.
Huh?
Just as Lin xungang was about to return to Fu Tu, he suddenly noticed something and looked up into the distance.
A snow-white bird, like a rainbow, came from afar. Before it fell, he said respectfully, "Mr. Lin, my master, miss Linxue, has something to tell you."
This is a white browed finch. It is an extremely rare fierce bird. There is a trace of dragon blood flowing in its body. It is very talented.
"What's Lin Xue looking for?"
Lintian asked.
"My master said that in half a year, the seal of the ancient land of Vientiane in Zhenlei will be completely removed. If Mr. Lin wants to visit, please take this order to Zhenlei. At that time, just crush this token, and my master will come to meet Mr. Lin."
The white browed dragon sparrow said, with its wings outspread, and handed a light blue jade card to Lintian.
Lintian put away his jade card and said, "thank you. Go back and tell your master that I will be there by then."
Shua!
The white browed finch spread its wings and disappeared soon.
"Half a year? Enough... "
After a little meditation, Lintian returned to the Fu Tu place.
……
Three months later.
Boom!
With a blazing and unparalleled sword Qi falling, the skeleton of the sword sage fell to the ground and disappeared as flying ash.
In the distance, Lintian looked calm, only a pair of black eyes were full of frightening lights.
Wu Jin's sword move has reached 50% of his level!
Once this sword Qi comes out, it can capture all the power of nature, which is enough to shake the earth.
On that day, Lintian had a chance to advance. On the first day of Changsheng's March and October, the national day, he told everyone that he had a happy holiday and had the courage to ask for a minimum monthly pass.
(end of this chapter)
On the wall, there are 18 stone road maps with different characteristics. Some of them are carved with the state of mortal beings, some are the scene of subduing demons and demons, some are the images of stars rolling down, mountains and rivers falling down, and some are Every picture of Tao is mysterious. Lintian had studied it, but he couldn't find out the secret. "Lintian, you've come just in time. Now I can tell you clearly that there is a secret inheritance hidden in these stone road maps!" Old clam golden pupil can, high spirited, excited way. Then he pointed to a picture of Taoism on the wall and said, "look at this picture, the mountains and rivers are destroyed, and the stars and rivers are turned upside down, presenting a scene of ruin and destruction. But the real mystery is not in the scene depicted in this picture, but in these stone carvings!" He pointed out his finger and outlined it along the trace of the road map. Soon, Lintian was moved, because the traces outlined by the old clam's fingers, if pieced together, were just a stack of ancient handwriting - "killing is like a butcher's heart, why not go back to the ancient world together!" Just like a Buddhist verse, there is an atmosphere in it. "Do you see that? But if it's just that simple, how can I spend more than a year with big black? " The old clam seemed very proud, spitting. "This line of writing is ancient Mahayana Sanskrit. If the trace of its brand is disassembled one by one, it is a kind of natural trace." "The road pattern, the appearance of the road, brand the breath of the road!" With that, the fingertips of the old clam outlined one by one in the void, "spread out these patterns, and you can feel them again." Lintian's divine sense swept out, and compared with the stone road map and the flowing track of the old clam's fingertips, suddenly, a wonderful scene happened. The stone road map, as if there is a sacred Buddha light, turned into a figure, walking between heaven and earth, the pace of the past, the mountains and rivers burst, the stars rolled down, everything collapsed. At the same time, a grand and solemn Sanskrit sound resounds. Killing is regarded as the heart of a butcher. How can we go back to the eternal world together! As the sound falls, the traces of stone carvings gather and turn into a golden Buddhist symbol, flowing with sacred brilliance. Lintian felt a great shock in his heart, and felt an extremely wonderful atmosphere of inheritance from the Buddhist symbols. "It's just part of the inheritance." When the old clam opened his mouth and closed his fingertips, the stone road map returned to its original appearance. "If you look at this stone road map again, the mystery is different. You need to reflect the design with the mind and the spirit, and deduce the number of the Zhou Tian with the spirit..." "Also, this stone road map is different. Its mystery needs to be solved by its own power..." Old clam went on and on, explaining to Lintian one by one. In short, the mysteries in these 18 stone road maps are totally different and need to be solved in different ways. Lintian's head was as big as a fight, and he smacked his tongue to himself. Too complicated and obscure! If he were an old clam and a big blackbird, he would not be able to solve the mysteries of the 18 stone road maps in more than a year. "Now, the big blackbird is deciphering the only three stone road maps left. No accident, in three months, he will be able to decipher this adverse fate!" The old clam was in high spirits and looked forward to it. When Lintian looked up, he saw the big blackbird standing in front of a stone road map. He looked like he was in a daze. He was attentive, meticulous, and completely selfless. From the beginning to the end, he never noticed the conversation between him and the old clam. "By the way, you'll have to collect more when you've run out of congenital Qi." Said the old clam. Lintian threw a sealed jade bottle to old clam: "I expected it would be like this. Take it." You're welcome, old clam. For the past year, they had been staying in the pagoda, and their king's medicine and God's medicine had already been used up, which was supported by Lintian's constant collection of congenital Qi. This is the distress of the strong who rob the realm of immortality. The higher the realm, the greater the strength required for cultivation. Without sufficient cultivation resources, it is doomed to make the Taoist practice stagnate. However, Lintian is not worried about this at present. At least in the land of putu Vatican, if he wants to, he can get a steady stream of congenital pure Qi! There are many dangerous and terrifying areas in the Vatican land of futu, such as the "land of futile death" that appeared at the beginning, such as the "land of futu". In addition, there are also some strange and unknown areas. In the past year, Lintian's footprints have been all over the place. One is to collect some cultivation resources, and the other is to collect congenital pure Qi. The devil's cave. It is located under a long river of turbid bones in vatu, futu. The cave is filled with extremely terrible yuan magnetic pole Yin evil spirit. Every night, there will be the shrill voice of demons howling, which makes people shiver.For other monks, this place is absolutely a taboo place, and they dare not set foot in it easily. But for Lintian, it was an excellent place to collect congenital Qi. Whoosh! On this day, Lintian floated in and the broken blade swept out. In a roar, the long river with white bones was suddenly separated, revealing a hole as big as a gully. Inside the hole, the black magnetic pole emits a breath of terror. You can clearly see the ghosts, resentments, and ghosts in it, waving their teeth and claws, hissing and shrieking, giving off a fierce breath. But when Lin xunyun turned to the Sutra of tranquility, and his whole body radiated the solemn and holy light of the Buddha, those ghosts fled in a panic as if they were frightened. "Yes Lintian used the method of Du Er. With a big hand, a dark bowl flew into the air. As soon as he rotated, he saw that many ghosts were brought into the bowl like they were out of control. It's like a whale swallowing water! In just a moment, these ghosts were consumed. Hualala ~ ~ with Lintian's urge for Buddhist power, the spirits in the bowl were transcended, liberated and eliminated, leaving a continuous stream of pure congenital Qi. "Less and less..." Lintian put away the bowl and knew it was time to change to a new place. Over the past year, he has come to the demon cave every once in a while to collect congenital Qi. But it is obvious that there are few ghosts left in this broken demon cave. Whoosh! Without delay, Lintian drifted away. Not long after he left the broken demon cave, Lintian went to some fierce areas that he had already understood, and harvested another crop of congenital Qi. Huh? Just as Lin xungang was about to return to Fu Tu, he suddenly noticed something and looked up into the distance. A snow-white bird, like a rainbow, came from afar. Before it fell, he said respectfully, "Mr. Lin, my master, miss Linxue, has something to tell you." This is a white browed finch. It is an extremely rare fierce bird. There is a trace of dragon blood flowing in its body. It is very talented. "What's Lin Xue looking for?" Lintian asked. "My master said that in half a year, the seal of the ancient land of Vientiane in Zhenlei will be completely removed. If Mr. Lin wants to visit, please take this order to Zhenlei. At that time, just crush this token, and my master will come to meet Mr. Lin." The white browed dragon sparrow said, with its wings outspread, and handed a light blue jade card to Lintian. Lintian put away his jade card and said, "thank you. Go back and tell your master that I will be there by then." Shua! The white browed finch spread its wings and disappeared soon. "Half a year? Enough... " After a little meditation, Lintian returned to the Fu Tu place. Three months later. Boom! With a blazing and unparalleled sword Qi falling, the skeleton of the sword sage fell to the ground and disappeared as flying ash. In the distance, Lintian looked calm, only a pair of black eyes were full of frightening lights. Wu Jin's sword move has reached 50% of his level! Once this sword Qi comes out, it can capture all the power of nature, which is enough to shake the earth. On that day, Lintian had a chance to advance. On the first day of Changsheng's March and October, the national day, he told everyone that he had a happy holiday and had the courage to ask for a minimum monthly pass. end of this chapter
