Unfortunately, Mu Qi was doomed to be disappointed. The golden light on Ning Fan's body had just begun to fade away when a stronger golden light emitted from his body, easily blocking the three overlapping bells. .
Just like the big trees are not afraid of being shaken by earthworms, and the mountains are not afraid of the breeze, they remain motionless!
After the attack failed, Mu Qi's expression changed and he hurriedly took back the blue light ball that filled the sky, as if he was afraid that Ning Fan would snatch it away. He was complaining in his heart. He even used his strongest attack, but couldn't do anything to Ning Fan. What should he do?
"Is this all the essence of Jianmu in the hands of this tree spirit?"
Seeing that Mu Qi had taken back all the essence in a hurry, Ning Fan felt very sorry.
This Mu Qi recovered the Jianmu essence so quickly, before he had time to snatch it, it was all taken back...
Forget it, this is Taoist Mu Song’s territory after all, and this tree spirit is nominally Mu Song’s senior brother. It’s not good to force this tree spirit too much.
Ning Fan shook his head slightly and ignored Mu Qi. Compared with the essence of Jianmu in Mu Qi's hand, at this moment, Ning Fan was more willing to understand the principles of wood here.
He was like an old monk who was in trance and ignored the bells in his ears. Even though the bells sounded like thunder, he felt his ears getting quieter and quieter.
He gradually stopped hearing Mu Qi's startled noise; the bells that could be heard in the sky also gradually became quieter. The whole world is peaceful and there is no sound that can be heard!
This is the second state of heaven and man. It has become one with heaven and earth. If he wants to enter samadhi, no one can shake his mind in the slightest! Unless you forcefully attack him and pull him out of this trance, it is a pity that the Aegis Destroyer will not allow others to attack his master!
"This... Mr. Yu can actually force himself into a state of trance under the blow of the Seventh Master's essence and the sound of three bells!"
"As far as I know, Senior Brother Cangdi, who has eight calamities of cultivation, can easily block the sound of the bell, but he cannot reach such a level of concentration when the sound of the bell disturbs his ears!"
"Master once said that if you can stand under the sound of the demon-suppressing bell and achieve the goal of 'All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and bells', you are a peerless person and have the qualifications to aspire to the realm of the Immortal Emperor! But what do I think? Mr. Yu The state of trance is more profound than that state..."
"That's right. Looking at Yujun's expression of closing his eyes and saying nothing, I'm afraid there's no sound left in his ears...could this be the most profound state of six-root purity in Buddhism!"
"The five aggregates are empty and the six roots are pure... This is the legendary realm of Buddhist cultivation! I never imagined that we would be lucky enough to see it with our own eyes today!"
All the Mudao disciples watched Ning Fan enter samadhi with focused expressions, hoping to find some clues from this deep samadhi and understand the wonderful method of purifying the six roots.
It's a pity that they don't know that Ning Fan is not a Buddhist, so how did he learn the purity of the six roots.
This is not the purity of the six roots, but the second realm of heaven and man, which is even rarer than the purity of the six roots. Looking at the world, there are only a handful of people who can enter this realm!
"Is that cyan light group called Jianmu's true essence... This true essence is indeed good. But compared to this true essence, I value the Buddhist talisman more..."
Although Ning Fan did not open his eyes, the scene of Mu Qi outlining seventy-two Buddhist talismans was replayed over and over in his mind.
Mu Qi is an ancient Buddhist monk. He wrote all the principles of Mu he understood into the seventy-two Buddhist talismans.
The Buddhist talisman and the magic talisman seem to be very similar...
I have the ancestral talisman of Mo Luo in my body, but I have never drawn any kind of Taoism in the ancestral talisman...
Ning Fan suddenly had a spiritual understanding of Fu Zhi, could he be like Mu Qi? Draw the Tao in your own ancestral talisman?
Is this the way for the ancient demon monks to understand the magical powers of Taoism...
"Speaking of it, my Demonic Ancestral Talisman. There are so many strokes... It seems that I have never noticed this."
Ning Fan, who was in a state of trance, suddenly raised his right index finger and drew a vague stroke in front of him.
He had never understood his ancestral talisman so seriously, and this was the first time he had the urge to study the ancestral talisman in detail.
In the past, road construction was too hasty and urgent. Running wildly and galloping all the way, in this way, many necessary links and insights are missing.
One painting, two paintings, three paintings... seven paintings!
The Mo Luo Ancestral Talisman contains four patterns: troll, six wings, lanjiao, and ghost eyes.
The first drawing of the ancestral talisman was a troll. Unfortunately, Ning Fan only drew seven strokes. Before he could draw the outline of the troll, he felt that there was an unimaginable barrier between himself and the ancestral talisman. It was difficult to Draw the eighth stroke.
Finally, he forcibly drew the eighth stroke, and the result was that the magic talisman with eight strokes cracked into countless pieces of light and dissipated.
I can't draw my own magic talisman!
"This... Yujun is sketching his own ancient demonic talisman? I wonder how many paintings Yujun has of his ancient demonic talisman..."
"Yu Jun's eighth stroke seems to be difficult to draw. It is said that after the ancient demon cultivator enters the realm of the demon, he must reconstitute the magic talisman, otherwise there will be a layer of separation between the human talismans that cannot be torn. Hasn't Yu Jun not yet After going through this step, the magic talisman re-condensed? Otherwise, this magic talisman should not be so difficult to draw."
Among the members of Mu Dao Clan, there are many experienced old monsters, and many of them have a deeper understanding of the ancient demons than outside monks. Therefore, even though they saw Ning Fan's failure in drawing the talisman, no one underestimated Ning Fan because of it, but they saw through the reason.
Mu Qi was different. When he saw Ning Fan's failure in drawing the magic talisman, he immediately laughed without any image and ridiculed him wantonly. His frustration at being unable to shake Ning Fan with the sound of the bell suddenly felt a lot lighter.
"This little ancient devil can't even draw his own magic talisman? This is so embarrassing to the ancient devil! Haha, I'm laughing so hard!"
"Although this boy has not finished drawing the magic talisman, I can see some clues from the few strokes. It seems to be the outline of a troll totem. Judging from the trend of this stroke, this boy's magic talisman, Either it's the magic talisman of the giant armor clan with twenty-two strokes, or the magic talisman of the Cangti tribe with twenty-four strokes. Well, it may also be the magic talisman of a small tribe with less than twenty strokes. Anyway, it won't be any advanced magic talisman. …”
Mu Qiqi couldn't stop laughing. Most of the magic talismans drawn by the troll were low-level magic talismans. Compared with the wooden Buddha talismans he drew seventy-two times, they were not at the same level at all.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ning Fan raising his hand again, as if he wanted to try again to draw the magic talisman.
"Seven strokes is my limit for drawing magic talismans at this moment... However, this limit is not unbreakable!"
"After entering the realm of the demon, my magic talisman seems to have changed. The reason why I can't draw it seems to be here. Unfortunately, I have been busy increasing my cultivation, and I have paid less attention to the ancient demon talisman in my body. .Ignored this point...Since I discovered this flaw today, I have to draw this magic talisman again no matter what!"
One painting, two paintings. Three paintings...eight paintings!
This time, Ning Fan still failed in the eighth drawing, but compared to the first time he drew the magic talisman, the feeling of alienation was much less.
"Hey, this guy failed again! It seems that he can't draw this eighth painting no matter what! It's no wonder that the process of recondensing the magic talisman is the same as recondensing the Buddhist talisman, which requires a lot of money. Time. It took me three hundred years to reconstruct the Buddhist talisman. It is tantamount to fanciful for me to want to redraw the magic talisman overnight!"
Before Mu Qi finished speaking, Ning Fan raised his hand for the third time to draw the magic talisman.
Mu Qi firmly believed that Ning Fan would still fail in the eighth painting this time. But something unexpected happened to him.
This third time he drew the talisman, it took Ning Fan eleven strokes before he failed. Compared with the previous eight strokes, it was a big improvement!
"This boy was able to find the secret to recondensing the magic talisman in just a few breaths!"
Mu Qi was quite surprised, and many people among the Mu Dao disciples also expressed their surprise.
The length of time it takes to re-condensate magic talismans and Buddhist talismans depends entirely on the monk's understanding.
This is like the same Buddhist principle. Some Buddhist practices can achieve instant enlightenment under the bodhi tree, while others require a lifetime of gradual enlightenment. It took Mu Qi three hundred years to condense the Buddha Talisman, but Ning Fan was able to comprehend it within a few breaths, which only meant one thing. That is Ning Fan's understanding, which is much higher than Mu Qi's.
"Eleven strokes are still not enough... This Demonic Ancestral Talisman is an ancestral talisman with over a hundred strokes. In eleven strokes, even the first of the four phases of Demonic Aspect, the Troll Phase, cannot be completely drawn..."
The experience of traveling across the endless sea in the rain world. They reappeared in Ning Fan's mind one by one.
He seemed to recall the scenes of practicing demon cultivation when he was young, and the scenes of bloodshed and killing in his life. The more the memories flooded back, the thinner the barrier between him and the magic talisman became.
When I redraw the magic talisman, do I want to incorporate my lifelong understanding of the magic into the talisman?
Ning Fan thought of the snow of the giant demon clan in the Endless Sea, of a little snowman named Feng Xueyan, and of many, many more...
Looking back on the past, what he thought of was not the hardship of cultivating the Demonic Blood Path, but a touch of warmth, and a smile appeared on his lips.
With this smile on his face, the magical meaning of his magic talisman suddenly changed a little.
The magical meaning of the magic talisman before was somewhat similar to that of Emperor Mo Luo, but at this moment, it was gradually moving closer to Ning Fan's way and intention.
The fourth time, he raised his right hand and drew fourteen strokes before the magic talisman dissipated.
On the fifth try, he drew seventeen strokes.
On the sixth try, he drew twenty-two strokes!
On the seventh try, he drew twenty-nine strokes, and a slightly complete troll pattern appeared in front of everyone!
The appearance of this troll is different from the appearance of the troll with the four phases of Mara back then. It still gives people the feeling of overwhelming demonic energy. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is a trace of warmth on the face of the troll. smile.
That kind of smile would never appear on the face of Emperor Mo Luo. Only Ning Fan could smile so brightly and with relief!
"It's not the Jujia Clan's magic talisman, nor the Cangti Clan's magic talisman! This boy's magic talisman is a bit unfamiliar...Junior Brother Mu Song's library has been rummaged through by me. The demon talismans of the Ancient Demon Abyss, except for the nine great demons, Except for my ancestor’s magic talisman, I know almost all of them! This child’s magic talisman is not among the types I know about... Could this be some kind of magic talisman that I have missed?”
"But after all, this magic talisman only has twenty-nine paintings. It can barely be regarded as a middle-grade magic talisman, not a top-grade one...compared with my Buddhist talisman, it's not even a star."
Mu Qi's face was filled with pride. He had seventy-two paintings of Buddhist amulets, so he was proud of himself.
Then, Ning Fan raised his palm for the eighth, ninth, and tenth time. Each time, based on the troll pattern, the complexity of the magic talisman was increased, making Mu Qi's eyes become more and more solemn.
"Thirty-four paintings, no, thirty-five paintings! This guy is actually adding a magic wing totem to the magic talisman..."
"Forty-two paintings! The only magic talismans that have both troll and magic wing totems are the thirty-six-paint magic talisman of the Dark Line clan and the thirty-eight-paint magic talisman of the Wei Kong clan...Obviously, this magic talisman is not Either of the two..."
"Forty-six strokes! The number of strokes can actually be increased!"
Ning Fan knew nothing about the outside world and did not know that he was drawing talismans, which constantly broke Mu Qi's understanding.
At this moment, he only wanted to do one thing, and that was to concentrate on drawing the six-winged totem.
He recalled the scene in the Six-Wing Clan when he was competing with King Lanling for the Golem Slab. At that time, he was really weak, and he once regarded King Lanling, who had not yet entered the Shattered Void, as his life-long enemy...
He thought of the demon concubine he had taken in from the Six-Wing Clan. She seemed to be called Burning Wings...
The number of strokes on the magic talisman drawn by Ning Fan continued to increase. The sixteenth time he drew the talisman, he actually drew sixty-two strokes, completely drawing the six-winged totem.
"Sixty-two paintings! This boy's magic talisman is not much weaker than my Buddhist talisman... If I hadn't had another chance, the Buddhist talisman would only have more than sixty paintings..."
Mu Qi's face was as dark as water, and he no longer dared to underestimate Ning Fan's magic talisman.
The sixty-two-painted magic talisman could never be unknown in the world of cultivation. Why had he never heard of Ning Fan's magic talisman?
He originally thought that the sixty-two paintings were the end of Ning Fan's magic talisman, but he never expected it. Ning Fan actually raised his hand for the seventeenth time and continued to draw the Lanjiao totem based on the six wings.
Looking back on the past, he remembered that he also took in a demon concubine named Su Yan from the Lanjiao clan... There were also memories of him there...
The memories melted into the fingers and were drawn into the magic talisman, gradually drawing intricate horns for the troll in the pattern.
When the Lanjiao totem is completely drawn. The number of strokes in the magic talisman increased to an astonishing ninety-nine strokes!
"It's actually a magic talisman with ninety-nine strokes! In today's Ancient Demonic Abyss, only the Nine Demon Ancestors can draw more than 100 magic talismans. This child's magic talisman can definitely be ranked first among the Nine Ancestors!"
No matter how hard it was for Mu Qi to calm down, compared to the magic talismans drawn by Ning Fan ninety-nine times, his Buddhist talisman was just scum!
"Unexpectedly, I never expected to see the scene of this boy condensing the magic talisman! Moreover, it is a profound magic talisman with ninety-nine paintings. This old man's practice of ancient Buddhism can also have a confirming effect... Can this be regarded as inheriting the ancient The favor of the little devil! In this case, wouldn’t I be indebted to the little devil’s karma for nothing!”
Mu Qi was secretly calculating in his heart, wondering whether the bit of Jianmu essence given to Ning Fan could pay off the cause and effect...
"There are still ghost eye totems that have not been drawn..."
Ning Fan recalled the ending, between the eyebrows of the troll totem. Draw the third magic eye.
One hundred and nine paintings…
One hundred and seventeen paintings…
One hundred and twenty-nine paintings…
One hundred and forty-one paintings…
When Ning Fan closed his fingers, his magic talisman finally reunited the four phases of Mo Luo, and the number of strokes reached a terrifying one hundred and fifty-two!
He slowly opened his eyes and stared at the magic talisman in front of him with soft eyes.
No one knew that what he saw was not a magic talisman. Instead, he cultivated the past of the ancient demon bloodline, just like the young self looking at the young self.
The whole place was dead silent! Mu Qi had already stopped ringing the bell and releasing the Buddha's light, but he disturbed Ning Fan's enlightenment!
Before this, no one expected that Ning Fan's magic talisman strokes could reach a terrifying 152 strokes!
Such a number of strokes can only be achieved by the ancestral level magic talisman. Needless to say, Ning Fan's magic talisman is definitely at the level of the ancestral level magic talisman!
In the dream world, apart from the ancient demons who disappeared with the Demon Sealing Peak, the only ones who can possess the ancestral demon talismans are the nine suppressed demon ancestors!
Is Ning Fan's ancestral talisman the ancestral talisman of the nine great demon ancestors, or the great demon ancestral talisman on the demon summit? Or is it an ancestral talisman passed down from the Immortal Realm outside the world?
"Trouble, this karma debt is a bit big... There is no ancient Buddha among Mu Song's disciples, so I can't understand anything from it. I don't owe this son karma, but I am different. My cultivation is stuck in the Second Tribulation Immortal Realm. It has been nine million years. After seeing the scene of this son condensing the talisman, my bottleneck has been loosened... If I break through, I will become the Immortal King! This is the cause and effect that helps me break through the Immortal King, how can I return it..."
Mu Qi's mind raced, remembering that Ning Fan was very interested in his Jianmu Essence.
Back then, Mu Song planted Seven Pines and opened the spirits of the seven pine and bamboo trees. He divided the last drop of Jian Mu's true essence into three parts and gave them to Seven Pines for enlightenment.
As the tree spirit of the Seventh Pine, Mu Qi has the power to control these building wood essences. What should be understood, he has already realized from this, that the essence of these building trees is of no use anymore, so it might not be a bad idea to give it to Ning Fan!
"Little Ancient Demon, ah no, it's Little Ancient Demon. Little Friend Ancient Demon, since you want my Jianmu Essence, I will give it to you..."
Mu Qi hated the ancient demon the most in his life, but at this moment he forced himself to smile once and face Ning Fan.
Unfortunately, although Ning Fan opened his eyes, there were only magic talismans in his eyes. He was still immersed in his own thoughts and could not hear Mu Qi's words at all, completely ignoring him.
This realization is not over yet!
Recondensing the magic talisman was just doing what he couldn't do after breaking through the demon.
He still has other things to do, and that is to continue to draw the principles of wood he has realized into the magic talisman!
this matter. It is much more difficult than recondensing the magic talisman, but if you succeed, you can continue to increase the number of magic talisman strokes and increase the power of the magic talisman!
"What is wood? In the eyes of a thousand people, there are a thousand kinds of principles of wood. The essence of this tree, Mu Qi, is pine, so the principles of wood he comprehended were also based on pine. His Buddha There are seventy-two paintings on the talisman. The Buddhist talisman painted is actually a vigorous ancient pine..."
"Mu Qi painted pine as a symbol, which seems to be a pine that repels people from thousands of miles away...Pine leaves are like needles, which hurt when touched. The thorns are an inhumane and overbearing thing. Because of this kind of overbearing, As soon as Mu Qi saw that I was an ancient demon, he drove me away without any refusal and had a bad attitude..."
"The pine needles that Mu Qi saw were those that could repel people thousands of miles away. The pine needles that I saw were the unruly ones that dared to pierce everything. They dared to stand upright and pierce the growth of the sky without awe; they dared to face the cold independently and pierce through everything. The wind and snow have no intention of surrender. The thorn will not hurt, but it is a warning. Anyone who offends me will be punished no matter how far away! Anyone who bullies me will be burned to death, and you will have to pay the price! This pine, You may not have your own paranoia..."
At this moment, Ning Fan clearly understood the importance of pine. What I recalled in my mind were the unruly past events along the way.
As soon as he set foot on the path of cultivation, he dared to be an enemy of Emperor Nirvana; while he was still in the body of a butterfly, he dared to destroy the palm of his hand.
It's not that I can't tolerate it, I just can't compromise. There are too many things in this world, and you can’t take a step back...
I raise my hands to the sky. It’s not necessary to reach the stars, it just requires an upward and unyielding attitude…
"From this point of view, I am really qualified only to cultivate demons, not Buddha. Buddhist cultivation emphasizes accepting the consequences, but demons are not willing to suffer any losses. Buddhist cultivation emphasizes that the five aggregates are empty, and we must abandon all external things and distracting thoughts, and do not dwell in the heart. , but I insist on holding on to everything. Buddhism pays attention to doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, but I am like a demon, killing people from all over the world, and my reputation is spread far and wide. There are very few people in the world who respect me, but there are very many who are afraid of me. However, what I ask for It has never been the admiration of the world..."
"The pine painted by Mu Qi, there are seventy-two paintings in total, of which sixty-four are the foundation, and only the last six strokes incorporate the power of the law of wood..."
The last six strokes were constantly replayed in Ning Fan's mind. These six strokes contained Mu Qi's understanding of Mu Qi's tens of millions of years, and also contained Mu Qi's understanding of Buddha's life.
"I can absorb the Mu Dao insights in these six strokes and integrate them into my magic talisman, but I have to go against the Buddha insights in them. I am an ancient demon, not an ancient Buddha. Buddha Cultivating against the ancient demons, the demons also arise against the ancient Buddha's way. For these six strokes, I want to follow the correct way and reverse the meaning!"
Ning Fan raised his hand and drew the 153rd stroke after the four phases of Mo Luo!
If you don't have enough Taoism in this stroke, you won't be able to see the mystery at all.
Only Song Guo, Song Xi, Wu Lao Ba and Mu Qi could see the mystery here, especially Mu Qi, whose eyes almost widened.
Mu Qi recognized at a glance that Ning Fan's strokes were clearly derived from his seventy-two paintings of Buddhist talismans!
Not only that, this stroke completely went against the Buddha's intention in the Mu Qi Buddha Talisman, and instead incorporated Ning Fan's own demonic thoughts.
This is creating your own magic talisman! Ning Fan actually created his own magic talisman based on the ancestral magic talisman!
With one stroke, the entire Wood Island's Principle of Wood was inspired by Ning Fan's magic talisman. This magic talisman vaguely possessed the power of the Principle of Wood!
This stroke is the opposite sound of ancient demons and ancient Buddhas.
With this stroke, Ning Fan's magic talisman has undergone a qualitative change. It is no longer accurate to insist that it is the Demon Luo Ancestral Talisman. The changes of wood are not incorporated into the Demon Luo Ancestral Talisman.
This is a kind of magic talisman that is different from the Demon Luo Ancestral Talisman! Once this talisman comes out, Ning Fan's ancient demon bloodline can truly cut off the connection with Mo Luo and have its own difference!
"Only ancient demons with ancestral blood can create their own magic talismans! If the level of the bloodline is not enough, or does not have the identity of an ancient demon, you are not qualified to create your own magic talisman or bloodline! There is only one explanation for this little ancient demon being able to create his own magic talismans. …He is not only an ancient demon, but also an ancient demon who has cultivated ancestral blood!”
"I didn't expect that in this age of Dharma Ending... there is actually an ancient demon ancestor!"
Although Buddhism and Demonism are different, they have something in common.
If he could see an ancient demon ancestor's own magic talisman with his own eyes, it would definitely be a huge gain for Mu Qi!
This cause and effect is really getting bigger and bigger...
What he hates most in his life is the ancient demon, but this time, he owes Ning Fan such a huge karma.
Under Mu Qi's complicated gaze, Ning Fan added a second, third, and fourth painting on top of the magic talisman.
Ning Fan spent a full hour on the fifth painting.
Ning Fan spent two full hours on the sixth painting.
At this point, the number of Ning Fan's ancestral talisman strokes has officially increased to 158 strokes. On the left side of the four-phase troll, there is a towering ancient pine.
Although the strokes of the magic talisman only increased by six strokes, its level is already much higher than the original magic talisman! You can even rely on the power of the magic talisman to use a little bit of the power of the Wooden Principles!
"Little Ancient Demon, I'm convinced. I'm really convinced. You've shown me such a good show, so I'll give you all the Jianmu essence in my hand. In this way, I won't owe you anything. You've got cause and effect. By the way, let me give you another piece of advice. My understanding of the Tao of Wood is only six strokes. The understanding of my six brothers is much deeper than mine. If you go to other forbidden places , tell them directly that you want to see their Buddhist talismans to understand your own ancestral talismans. I believe they will be happy to show you their ancestral talismans... They have also been stuck in the bottleneck for many years and will not miss this. Opportunity…”
Mu Qi sighed, opened his mouth and spit out dozens of cyan light balls, sending them to Ning Fan.
His malice inspired Ning Fan to realize and create his own magic talisman. That malice could not repay the cause and effect Ning Fan had given him. If you want to resolve the cause and effect, you can only repay Ning Fan with Jianmu's true essence.
Anyway, the benefits he gained from Ning Fan were not small. The bottleneck of the Immortal King that had been stuck for nine million years was loosened by Ning Fan. This was a great favor, and he should pay some price...
"Give them all to me?"
Ning Fan was slightly startled.
He didn't go to seize Jianmu's true marrow, but he delivered Jianmu's true marrow to his door. What other good thing could there be?
As soon as his mind changed, Ning Fan figured out the reason. It turned out that Mu Qi had enlightenment because of his own creation of the talisman and wanted to pay off the karma he owed him.
What Buddhists pursue throughout their lives is the perfection of cause and effect. If you sow good deeds, you will get a good country; if you owe others good deeds, you will get the results.
Thinking about it this way, he felt confident in accepting these Jianmu essences.
What Ning Fan paid more attention to was Mu Qi's advice.
Among Mu Qi’s six brothers, do they have a deeper understanding of Mu Zhi Dao?
I wonder if those insights can make him draw a few more magic symbols... (To be continued.)
