"It's actually the infinite body that swallowed the dragon's essence.
Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking a little more thoughtful.
In his memory, Long Yuan is condensed from the essence of a true dragon, and it is the most powerful and yang thing.
Devouring the dragon essence and then evolving a special body, not only can you stay young forever, but you can also change your destiny and become a saint!
In the story of "Wind and Cloud", both his understanding and his character are completely inferior to Nie Feng's Jue Xin. It was after swallowing Long Yuan that he was able to change his life, rebuild the world, and even be able to compete with the heroes all over the world in the later period.
Chen Xiu breathed out softly, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, with a deep and mysterious brilliance emerging from the depths of his pupils.
"The Great Method of Transforming the Heaven and Striking the Earth" allows Tantra to condense the method of the soul and become familiar with the Buddhist way of turning the wheel.
Peering into the depths of people's memories, simulating the illusion of reincarnation in previous lives, so as to experience the original mind, explore the illusion of the world, and completely refine the soul and the whole body's temperament.
"Sir, Mr. Ji Wuqing is here to visit.
The silver mirror master in iron armor pushed open the black iron door and stepped into the inner courtyard, his eyes trembled.
At this moment, Chen Xiu had his hands clasped together and his face was like still water.
Between the pupils of the silver mirror master, his master seemed to have become extremely tall, occupying all the field of vision like a mountain.
There is pure and mighty golden light shining in the sky. Sitting here, you are like the supreme Buddha in the pure land of glazed glass!
Holiness, compassion, solemnity, purity, and a dreamy feeling that transcends the secular world filled his heart.
The silver mirror in his hand made him feel something in his heart, and he slowly raised his head.
The sky and the earth seemed to turn into darkness, except for the shining figure that gradually grew taller.
"Sir, is it the legendary Buddha who descended to earth?" He muttered to himself in a daze, and a white palm gently fell on his shoulder.
Snapped
A crisp and clear voice sounded, and the Silver Mirror Master instantly felt like he was waking up from a dream.
The sky is still blue and the sun is shining brightly.
The adult still had his hands clasped together and his face was as calm as water.
"Let's close the door for now. Chen Xiu should be practicing Buddhism's mysterious method. Those with flaws in their hearts and weak willpower can easily be forced into it." Ji Wuwu's indifferent voice sounded, with a hint of emotion in his words. meaning.
After many years of wasted time, he finally succeeded in condensing the true elixir of martial arts and entered the final stage of the magical realm - the Cangzhen position. I originally wanted to share my joy with Chen Xiu, but I didn't expect it.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Chen Xiu not only stepped into the true position of the earth, but also began to practice the unpredictable Yuan Mysterious Method.
"Sure enough, this guy is a monster." Ji Wuwu sighed and gently closed the black iron door.
At this time, a piece of sandalwood had just been lit, and the flame was still strong.
In Chen Xiu's consciousness, everything in the Xuanjing Division completely disappeared from his eyes and heart, turning into darkness.
Empty and lonely, quiet and pure.
Chen Xiu just sat upright and calmly, his eyes like water.
Time seems to be passing by, the temples are slowly turning white and the beard is gradually growing longer.
The breath gradually became flat, the skin and flesh were sagging, almost decaying.
But Chen Xiu remained unmoved, clinging to his belief in his heart: "All of this is false.
Suddenly, a bright light bloomed in front of his eyes, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Chen Xiu found himself in a rather narrow room, and could vaguely hear the quarrels in the cubicle.
The room was not big, with a bed, a wardrobe, a set of desks and chairs, and a computer with a bright blue light.
This is the rental house I lived in when I was most depressed in my previous life.
Chen Xiu sighed quietly, but his eyes were still extremely calm.
Firstly, he was mentally prepared; secondly, this memory is still unforgettable in his heart.
Chen Xiu calmly tapped the computer in front of him twice, and countless lights and shadows intertwined and finally settled.
It was a tomb between the cemeteries.
Middle-aged men and women with slightly white hair gently burned paper money and lit incense candles. Fruits were displayed in front of the tombstone, as if they were whispering something.
Chen Xiu felt a little sour in his heart and exhaled slowly, his eyes a little redder: Those are his parents.
Yes, I traveled through this place myself.
Even though I have some ability now, so what?
Parents still have to bear the pain of losing a child in middle age.
At this moment, the light and shadow in front of Chen Xiu's eyes were dim, replaced by the ancient tower on the green mountain.
Between the pavilions, you can see the extremely calm lake surface with sparkling waves.
And he was kneeling in the center of the pavilion, facing the green mountain, with thick shackles wrapped around his body.
"Marshal Yue, who told you to offend His Majesty? You can bear this 'unfounded' charge. I have been executing people for many years, and the knife in my hand is fast and cruel. It will never make the marshal's death painful."
The burly man slowly raised his hand, and the sharp blade reflected the old man smiling evilly.
Chen Xiu only felt resentment and hatred in his heart.
Endless emotions intertwined in my heart like fire.
"Is this the 'Feng Bo Pavilion, Eternal Wrong' that I remember very clearly when I was reading?" Chen Xiu murmured to himself, and the sharp knife fell.
What he saw were fires flying all over the sky and constant explosions.
The young man in simple clothes stared at the Japanese invaders pouring into the city, filled with grief and anger.
The sound of gunfire rang in his ears, and blood dripped.
-Time after time, Chen Xiu seemed to be reincarnated for countless years.
Generals, soldiers, scholars in war, and even men who violated ethics and were imprisoned in pig cages, everything was like a dream, intertwined in his mind.
The consciousness is a little blurred in the reincarnation.
And the hatred and anger in his heart became more and more depressed.
But he still clung to his heart, almost gritting his teeth and telling himself: everything is false and a fantasy. In the end, the picture becomes empty and pale again.
Countless figures appeared in front of Chen Xiu's eyes:
A poor child lying alone under the study window listening to a book; a calm young man holding a lamp and writing a copybook; a dull young man copying books in a gorgeous mansion; a panicked man with a knife in his hand, committing murder for the first time; a bloodbath in the village, like a Shura A man holding a sword; in front of the Heavenly Book Monument, he is comprehending the heaven and earth, and there are phantoms of gods condensing behind him.
A voice echoed in the bottom of my heart: It is so difficult to go forward, why not return to Buddhism and get rid of worries and sorrows.
In front of Chen Xiu's eyes, a young man in monk's robes with a handsome face appeared sitting upright.
How similar to myself!
"It is precisely because of the hardships ahead that I cannot escape into Buddhism. If I leave now, what will my previous hard work mean? What's more, I have never experienced the power of beauty in the world. I am always with Yu Qing. Denggu Buddha, I am not willing to accept it."
Chen Xiu spoke almost jokingly.
It seems to be comforting the other person, but also admonishing yourself!
The young man in monk's robe shook his head slightly and then disappeared.
All kinds of pictures, mottled and intertwined, finally calmed down before our eyes.
Chen Xiu slowly opened his eyes, it was still the very familiar secret room of the Xuanjing Division.
At this moment, he felt a little more ethereal.
"The magic of changing the sky and striking the earth, that's it. What changes is the sky seen in the consciousness, and what is struck is the earth deep in the soul." Chen Xiu sighed with emotion and stood up slowly.
At this time, outside the closed black iron door, a familiar voice sounded: "Zhang Yuan, the master of the bronze mirror, has something important to tell me."
"Come in." Chen Xiu said calmly, glancing at the piece of sandalwood.
At this moment, the burning is still there.
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