After practicing for so long, even if he is knocked unconscious by sound waves, he wakes up twice as fast as before, and the subsequent drowsiness is much lighter, which gives Liangchen great confidence.
As long as it's not like before, where you'll be in a coma for more than two hours and have to rest for a day or two when you come back, which will even delay your daily practice, you can try more.
Having solved his worries, Liangchen began to look for solutions:
"Obviously it was able to withstand the first few waves of attacks, but why did it just collapse in the last wave!"
"If it doesn't work, go through it a few more times and figure out all the attack methods of the eighth tone first. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in every battle!"
After some thought, I started to practice daily.
Half a day later, the practice was completed, and Liangchen plunged into the Sutra Pavilion again.
Hearing the heavy crash again, the two young monks in the main hall on the first floor looked at each other and smiled, and then continued to chant sutras and practice.
Half a month passed in a flash.
On this day, Liangchen's practice was completed, and he once again began to think about ways to crack the eighth tone.
After this period of understanding, he finally fully understood the attack methods of sound waves. Along with the process of understanding, his spiritual skills also got some training, but he was still unable to withstand the last huge wave.
Facing that overwhelming series of huge waves, the gold chain and colorful rings were always a little behind. Even if they tried some other auxiliary means, they still couldn't resist it.
It seems that according to the strength of the spirit in the body, reaching the eighth level is already the limit.
If you want to break through, you have to wait a year and a half before trying to make an impact unless you exercise day and night as before.
But the Nascent Soul in his body is already as dexterous as ever, and it should take less than a month to return to its full state.
"How can we wait so long!?"
If he left directly, he would be a little reluctant. After all, who knows when he will come here next time, or whether there will be a chance to come here again.
This immediately put him in a dilemma.
"The first few huge waves can be resisted, but when they encounter the series of huge waves, they will collapse instantly..." He muttered, and suddenly a thought came out of his heart.
"Since it is difficult to improve the resemblance, we can only gradually weaken the huge waves!"
"Find a way to separate or interrupt the huge waves!"
"Right, that is it!"
He finally grasped the crux of the problem, and while thinking about it, he suddenly thought that in order to prevent the tide from flooding, the riverside villages would set up some groynes and pointed dams where the tide passes.
In this way, when the tide comes, it will be interrupted or weakened when it rushes to these small dams, and it will no longer pose a threat.
Following this line of thinking, he really thought of a way, and then hurriedly rushed into the Jing Pavilion again.
He had an idea, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was very likely to succeed. He was so impatient that he reached out and grabbed the wooden sign.
The seven roars passed through lightly, and by the eighth roar, the sound wave was like a sea, stirring up waves and flowers, and they rushed forward in the blink of an eye.
The laws in Liangchen's mouth are changing, the golden beads in the sea of consciousness are flowing with golden light, and there are thousands of colorful lines.
Pieces of golden light flew out like clouds, and the floating clouds gradually solidified, and a huge pattern appeared. The pattern continued to absorb the golden light, and gradually revealed a six-pointed star. If you look carefully, you will find that this six-pointed star is actually a complex composed of two triangular pyramids.
Such a strange shield has just appeared, and the huge wave is already coming!
The huge wave hit the hexagram, and was immediately split into two by the sharp edges, turning into two small waves that hit the star.
In this way, the power of the huge wave was weakened by half, making it easier to resist it.
After several huge waves, the sea boiled again!
A circular series of giant waves with monstrous power came from all directions!
"Success or failure depends on this!"
The sea of consciousness flashed again, and rays of rays of light poured out crazily, hitting the six-pointed star map.
Suddenly a seven-color six-pointed star appeared in the field!
"Crack!!" There was a loud sound!
A series of huge waves hit the hexagram at the same time!
The first thing the huge wave hit were several sharp starbursts, which were immediately divided into two halves by sharp corners, one half to the left and the other to the back. This huge wave that was divided into two halves collided with the adjacent huge wave that was also divided. After collision, the power was greatly reduced when it moved forward!
"boom!"
The golden light flashed, the rays of light flowed, the huge waves gradually dissipated, and the six-pointed star shield also quickly became smaller!
However, in a moment, the six-pointed shield was reduced by more than half, and the series of huge waves gradually disappeared!
"It's done!"
Liangchen felt happy in his heart, and then when the aftermath subsided and the ninth sound had not yet been heard, he immediately let go and withdrew his resemblance!
"Ha ha!"
"Finally broke the eighth roar!"
I saw him with a happy face, staring at the wooden sign shaking like wind chimes in front of him, almost wanting to jump for joy!
After taking a short rest, he slowly walked down the stairs. Now the only people he could share his joy with were these two young monks.
Just as we walked down the stairs, the thin monk had already raised his head and looked up.
"The donor's face is radiant, there must be good news!"
"Could it be that the Nascent Soul has recovered and lost all its magic power!?" Zhou Duan guessed.
"No!" Liangchen shook his head pretending to be mysterious.
"It couldn't be the benefactor who broke the eighth fright, right?" Zhou Duan asked in disbelief.
Without waiting for Liangchen to answer, the fat monk next to him tugged at the corner of his clothes, then raised his hand and slashed, then folded, and then chopped again!
"Okay, okay, it's thunder!" Jidan said with a wry smile, not wanting that he had already practiced the closed-mouth meditation and would still be entangled with himself on these details.
"Thanks to my little master, after I understood your Zen principles, I was lucky enough to break the eighth tone!" Liangchen nodded, thinking that the reason why he was able to break the eighth tone this time was naturally due to his unremitting efforts, but the thin monk's advice This is also the key point.
Otherwise, with the eagerness for success at that time, I am afraid there are only two results, either giving up with hatred, or making no progress at all!
"Amitabha! Congratulations to the donor, congratulations to the donor!
Being able to break through eight thunders in such a short period of time! Not to mention that it is unprecedented, it is definitely unprecedented! "Zi short put his hands together and said congratulations repeatedly.
The same was true for the fat monk on the side, his eyes sparkling, and he felt proud.
But the next moment, the two monks looked at Liangchen and layers of golden light floated all over his body. One, two, three, four...nine golden bells appeared in front of them!
Without giving the two a chance to praise, the nine golden bells simultaneously shot out clusters of scriptures as big as lotus flowers!
The sutras were affixed to Liangchen's body piece by piece, and in the blink of an eye, a mysterious gold cassock with a faint glow was draped on him!
"Two young masters, I have condensed into a Hunyuan cassock, and I am here to say goodbye to you!"
In the stunned eyes of the two young monks, Liangchen said with a hint of sadness.
