Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 518: Peak strength, required by Core Formation
Chapter 517: Five Years, Foundation Establishment Great Perfection!
Under Xiaohuang Mountain. Seven villages. Thousands of villagers, with Tongtian divine fire column working rest and prosperity
On this day, when the brilliance inch of the divine fire column of Tongtian jumped, and the earth was shining. The villagers who woke up in their sleep suddenly felt different.
On the small barren mountain behind, the mist of restriction thick cloud formation technique keeps rolling, washing like boiling water, spreading from top to bottom.
Stunned, but in an instant skill, it has already drowned across the mountainside.
It was originally a small wild mountain. Since half a year ago, there has been a white mist haunting, like the mountains in the mountains, hazy.
At that time, it was still vaguely visible that the forest rocks at the top of the mountain appeared in the mist, which was pleasing to the eye, and this was also true of Wonderland.
It's different now. This cloud is very dense and extremely thick. It seems that white muslin has been replaced with a thick cloth, layer by layer, and no more barren mountains can be seen.
Occlusion, isolation. After more than ten years, the huge small barren mountain looked like a white color from the foot of the mountain. "If the most solid clouds shroud, it is the hot light of the divine fire column in the sky. It can’t penetrate.
Besides, there is still a touch of dangerous breath. There is no need to enter in person. As long as it is near, there is a tyrannical breath, the skin is tingling, and it seems to be split, if you go forward and end. One can imagine.
"What's wrong with this,"
The villagers are at a loss. Although the small deserted mountains in the past have nothing to do with them, as long as they look back at its existence, they will have a sense of security.
This is a habit caused by years of danger. If there is no place where cultivator exists, there will be no mortal settlement.
After so many years of attack and defense, there are few powerful wild beasts in the area of the broken mountain city, and the slightly intelligent ones will avoid such places.
Only those weak barren beasts that have not opened their minds and are ignorant of ordinary beasts will continue to breed nearby. That is the food for the villagers.
However, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are always afraid of it. There are always powerful wild beasts or panic, or they will get into it, and they will often cause great harm to mortals. .
Now, on Xiaohuang Mountain. Suddenly, the villagers didn't know why, and they felt a panic that seemed to be a child's underestimation.
"It's a quiet time!"
Among the villagers, they are not all ignorant people. For example, Si Xin of Sijia Village and others. Although the low cultivation base is not worth mentioning, it is somewhat insightful.
"Yes! The guru is closed!"
The voice echoed. Looking back, most of them were the village heads of the nearby villages. I don’t know when, they have all come to the top and foot, looking at the thick clouds on the mountain, and the complexities that can not be said on their faces.
"It's okay, as long as the Guru hasn't left."
I don’t know who said this sentence, which caused a lot of approval.
It was at this moment that the thick clouds on the top of the mountain suddenly shuddered, as if opening a skylight, a stream of light, a flash of light, and the sky went down.
In the sound of howling. A stele emerged from the streamer, "boomed", and fell straight to the ground.
The stone monument is located at the foot of the mountain, at the end of the formation technique thick cloud. It feels like it is measured with a ruler. No slight deviation.
"Guru is really divine ability!"
Now those who are qualified to stand in the front are naturally first-class figures of the village chief, and it seems that such a stone monument fell from the top of the mountain. And being so precise, I could not help but praise the Master divine ability.
Let’s talk, that’s just a few words. If you really want them to say something, it’s impossible.
Bursts brilliance. It flashed on the stele and calmed down slowly. From a distance, it was no different from the ordinary boundary stele.
At this time, the village chiefs gathered their courage and stepped forward, while carefully looking at the edge of formation technique. It seemed as if there were horrible wild beasts hiding there. They may be swallowed up at any time.
Fortunately, with the falling of this boundary monument, formation technique covering the entire Xiaohuang Mountain. Like being imprisoned, the boundary is the boundary, but there is no response to the movement outside.
The vicious fluctuations of the previous type, the fierceness of choosing people and eating away are no longer. They are all gathered up. If the sword is in the box, it will not be hit. one strike is the thunder!
Seeing this, the village heads just let down their hearts, and then all their attention was drawn to the stone tablets.
On the stone tablet, things like there's no decorative patterns are nothing but ordinary bluestones. The only two big red characters on it are so eye-catching.
"Stop!"
Silver hook iron painting, two large characters, sharp air, straight out of the monument.
The common "stop small, two words, combined with the sharp air lingering on the handwriting, has been given a different meaning.
Standing in front of the stone monument, almost at the same time, several village heads with some cultivation base in their bodies suddenly shivered, as if in a cold winter of five or nine years, a pot of cold water was poured inside, not only the hairs are standing At the same time, a bit of chill came out of the soul.
This is a warning!
In an instant, everyone clearly understood the meaning on the stele.
Now that I have figured out the whole story, the Guru issued a warning. Naturally, I should do whatever I want to do. Several Sichuan “Don’t dare to stay any longer and leave their respective dispersal villages...
Looking at them, it seems as if they are afraid that the villagers will watch around and anger the guru.
Actually, they don’t blame them for this. When cultivator closed its doors, it was often the most critical moment. If it disturbed him at this time, and caused some kind of epiphany to disappear, or missed the opportunity to break through 1 But they can't bear it.
Day, ten days, one month",
Baiju passes the gap, time flies, day by day. That's it.
In the beginning, there were people who looked at the mountains from time to time, as if there were some ultimate mysteries hidden in the formation technique thick cloud of the same layer, but with the passage of time, I became accustomed to it and gradually became less concerned.
The divine fire column lights up and goes out as usual, and the days are still the same.
Xiaohuang let during this period. Before the "stop" boundary stele, it was not that no one came.
It is impossible for those village heads to be. They are different from the young, and of course they understand that some things are not something they can interfere with and are warned by them. Although the villagers were curious, they did not dare to violate
.
The people here are all from cultivation.
Xu Fan has been here, staring at it for a long time, wandering for a long time, passing in the sound, and there is no movement, and finally sighed and lost.
Xu Xinling has been here, with a complex and ever-changing look, as if there is something difficult to choose. The delicate face alternates between joy and sorrow from time to time.
Yan Yan has been here and took Yan Fu. There is also a young boy with a yellowish complexion but a sharp spirit.
They came either for thanks, or had other deep meanings, but they didn’t know. They only knew that they hadn’t stayed for a long time, and they only stopped for a while. After a pause, they heard the sound and left immediately.
No matter who is coming, the dense formation technique cloud in the smoky sea on Xiaohuang Mountain, there is no slight change in the 1 note, and it is like a rock sinking into the sea, no audio.
Years later, on the quiet barren hill for a long time, there was a sudden roar.
In the roar, a wave of Ling mist rose up, bursting a sea of clouds and mist into the sea, revealing a little bit of 1 and waiting for any vision, it quickly became calm, as if nothing had been born
General.
This kind of movement is like a small episode, and it seems to be breathable. After that day, Xiaohuangshan is still me, and he said nothing, and rejected all those who came to Jiang.
The time is like an arrow, and the years are like a shuttle. Ran inadvertently, suddenly passed away.
I don’t know the sun and the moon, it’s been five years!
From the day of retreat, one day five years later. There was a long scream, resounding through the sky.
Long howling, like the waves of the sea, a wave higher than a wave, suddenly pulled up, and suddenly broke the top of the sea of smoke and fog into a big hole, which can no longer be covered.
A strong breath rises into the sky, among which the meaning of Ling Yun and the sharp air go straight to the cloud, and there are traces of disturbing the Yuanqi sky.
The sound of long roar, the anti-Buddha wants to vent all the accumulation of depression, and it seems to have to confide the joy in his heart for a long time.
In this long whistle, the tidal waters recede in the smoky sea of the mountains, and all the way to the mountains, as if there was a huge vortex there. Swallow everything in the whale.
Small items, long screams and waves of smoke. At the same time stop on the small barren mountain, only a faint mist haunts 1 light and elegant, and there is no longer a moment of heavy and solid state before a moment.
If there is cultivation see this scene. It must be known that this is the end of the retreat.
The same is true. A small "boom" sounded deep in the mountaintop immortal cave, a five-year-old quiet room, Shimen Cave opened.
In the quiet room, above the cloud ginseng, one person sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, the top of his coat, vaguely traces of dust, as if the incense burned in the Taoist **** gold, that clay idol.
He seems to have no breath. Empty, if you close your eyes, you can't feel his presence.
Only a bronze ball held in his right hand, with non-stop flashing nine colors brilliance, wave after wave, continuously scattered
Zhang Fan!
This is Zhang Fan~IndoMTL.com~ which has just been closed for five years, and suddenly, a lot of dust on his body, such as being swept by invisible dust, scattered and recorded 1 but a moment, no more trace.
At the same time, the Nine-color brilliance masterpiece on the Hundred Yuan Ball immediately converged, and something intangible emerged from it, instantly spreading throughout the body of Zhang Fan.
The eyelids twitched slightly, and a breath of life diffused inexplicably, giving the impression that it was like a god, suddenly alive.
Slightly, his eyes opened, and the light appeared. As if the virtual room was white and full of essence, qi and spirit light.
Long exhalation, the light in Zhang Fan's eyes seemed to be ordinary, and when he looked around, he felt strange.
"Five years!"
"Foundation Establishment Great Perfection!"
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