As Liangchen's eyes opened, the bright red sun in the distance slowly began to show its head.
The morning light all over the sky was like golden powder falling from the sky, instantly dyeing the mountains and rivers thousands of miles into a clear yellow, and making the eyes shine with golden light.
Looking at the brightening sky in the distance, the red sun as red as an egg yolk was rising slowly. For just a moment, he seemed to have returned to many years ago. ωω
Every sleepless hunting night was spent saying goodbye to Meng'er in the early morning. It was also at this time when Meng'er left on the last day. The morning light shone in her eyes, and the sky was filled with golden powder-like light spots.
However, the next moment, the sun was hotter and his eyes were brighter. The golden light turned into yellow sand. In the endless wind and sand in the sky, a thin woman in white was running away with tears.
Then a dense forest appeared in his eyes. The dewdrops in the morning were like crystal clear pearls, and crisp sounds echoed in the middle...
In this way, you can see the clouds and smoke of the past unfolding like a scroll, and lightning flashing in Liangchen's eyes.
In the end, the brightness in his eyes slowly dimmed.
Liangchen's eyes once again turned into the morning glow of the peaks of Wanren Mountain. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slowly stood up with a smile in his eyes.
"Congratulations to my junior brother for refining his body and becoming a saint!" Seeing him stand up, Master Qianqiu sensed it and immediately shouted loudly!
"Congratulations to the Sword Master for refining his body and becoming a Saint!"
"Congratulations to my junior uncle for refining his body and becoming a saint!"
Upon hearing the sect leader's words, tens of thousands of disciples in Wanren Mountain suddenly burst into cheers!
The sound surged through the mountain stream like a tsunami, causing the birds in the forest to suddenly startle and fly into the sky with fluttering wings!
"Thank you all for your kindness. I still have heavenly fire in my body that needs to be refined. I will go to the Sword Cave for retreat first." Liangchen bowed his hands to the senior brothers, then waved his hand to the disciples of the Sword Sect, turning into a sword light and heading towards the Sword Cave. Go, Wan Jian in mid-air also disappeared into the mountains like a fish returning to its nest.
At the same time, thousands of miles away, in a magnificent palace.
"Not only can this person break our magical spell, but he has also survived the disaster safely!" An old man said with surprise as he looked at the broken crystal bead.
"Those vine patterns that appeared at the end seem a bit familiar to me." Another old man said.
"It looks like the magical power of our temple!" The old man next to him nodded in agreement.
"It's not like it, it's the original one! If not, how could we easily lift the forbidden spell you and I set!"
"I feel like I have something to do with her..."
"No need to guess anymore, we should wait until the Saint comes out of seclusion before making a decision!"
After one person spoke, the people who were guessing fell into silence again.
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In Wanren Mountain,
As the good time disappeared, the disciples in the mountain seemed to still have more to say. Some were whispering and exchanging experiences, or standing in the mountain and meditating in silence. Some hurried back to the cave to retreat and gain enlightenment. Some elders even started teaching classes directly, using the broken words just now. Feeling the thunder tribulation, he explained in detail to his disciples many precautions for breaking through the tribulation.
After all, although everyone knows about this thunder disaster, not many people have seen it with their own eyes, and even fewer can observe and understand it at such a close distance.
During Kun Wuya's Heaven-shattering Thunder Tribulation, he only invited some close friends. As for the other monks from various sects who rushed there, the nearest ones were hundreds of miles away.
Not only can I see the Sword Master going through the tribulation with my own eyes, but there are also many tiny thunders hitting the surroundings. The majestic aura, thunder, light, and terrifying breath of the sky are making people shudder!
Such an empathetic experience was almost equivalent to having survived a thunderstorm, so all the disciples were like alcoholics tasting fine wine, their faces glowing red and their eyes glowing.
In addition to clearing the fallen rocks and trimming the vegetation, it took more than a month of busy work, and it was not until half a year later that the mountain returned to its usual tranquility.
The Sword Ancestor Sword Cave has been tightly closed for several years.
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Three years later
In the sword cave.
A figure sits cross-legged among them, which is a good time for retreat and self-cultivation.
I saw him making secrets with his hands, a strange chanting in his mouth, and a blurry shadow slowly appeared behind him.
The shadow was vague and blurry, like a mist or a piece of light and shadow, more like a combination of both.
As the chanting grew louder, the shadow slowly grew larger and became more solid, and finally turned into a huge statue!
This Dharma image sits cross-legged and is huge, with its head almost touching the ceiling of the cave. Although it is humanoid, its face is like a ferocious beast, its eyes are like copper bells, its teeth are bared, and its face is ferocious.
The Dharma Appearance was completed, Liangchen's face suddenly showed joy and he grinned, but the next moment the Dharma Appearance behind him collapsed like a bubble stuck by a needle, turning into bits and pieces of flowing light and broken shadows and integrating into the body again.
"Hey~ I finally have some features!" Liangchen slowly opened his eyes and whispered happily.
In the first year, he completely refined the heavenly fire in his body. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the secret technique of Rakshasa spirit and began to practice this technique.
This technique uses force as its root and condensation of Qi as its phase. It is powerful and has amazing magical powers!
What excited him the most was that after practicing to a great extent, he could develop the technique of double-headed clones. He could kill the enemy by advancing and save his life by retreating. It was definitely a rare and rare combat skill, so he couldn't help but feel the burning desire in his heart. Just practice in seclusion.
After two years of hard training, he finally reached the first level and condensed the prototype of the Dharma.
Although there are no two heads or four arms, and it can only hold up for a moment, the first step is finally completed.
After withdrawing his magical powers, he sat cross-legged and said nothing. When he flicked one hand, a faint golden light appeared between his fingers.
This golden light is not as sharp as the dawn sword, but it has a somewhat sacred aura.
"Is it really related to the temple?" He looked at the golden light between his fingers and muttered to himself.
Looking back on the day of the Tribulation, a series of changes occurred one after another. If the mysterious seed hadn't suddenly appeared, instantly grown into a towering tree, and directly wrapped the golden palace, and recovered all the lost spiritual power, I am afraid that in the end, even The price of being able to survive the disaster safely is definitely unbearable!
First of all, those ten thousand swords used their bodies to block the thunder. At worst, the spiritual energy dissipated, and at worst, the sword broke and the body was shattered. The sword that had been refined for two hundred years was destroyed in one day.
There is no doubt that the disciples of the Sword Sect will fall when they use the sacrificial formation. They are all the future pillars of the Sword Sect. Once they suffer such a disaster, it will take hundreds of years to recover.
"Fortunately!"
He looked at the divine light between his fingers and carefully recalled the times when the seeds appeared.
One time, at the edge of the spiritual pool in the desert secret realm, the seed suddenly appeared and sucked him into it, and he and the Saint of Light fell into despair at the same time.
Another time, in a barren mountain, the Saint of Light cast a secret technique and then lost consciousness.
Now, the reappearance must be related to it.
At first, Liangchen thought that the golden palace was the illusion of inner demons that appeared when he broke through the realm. After some thought, he overturned this guess. After all, a strange power appeared in his body now, and the golden light between his fingers was what made him The result that comes out.
This power is very strange. It is different from the magic power, spiritual energy, star light, and Buddha's light that I have practiced, but it is also very familiar because I have had several confrontations with it!
This power is the divine power of the temple, but it actually appears in his body at this moment.
"Could it be that the Golden Temple is also the temple's secret technique?"
"Did that saint save me again?"
He thought about it. Although he was very close to the truth, he still couldn't figure out what happened. Fortunately, everything passed safely.
"I can only wait until I have the opportunity to go to the temple to find the truth."
he muttered.
