Chapter 291: Seven Great Dharma Signs, Ancient Visions
The calamity clouds that shrouded the Taichu Sea lasted for seven days and seven nights before they dispersed. At the moment when the calamity clouds were about to disperse, the golden blood energy surged straight into the sky, directly blasting out the declining calamity clouds.
Huge hole.
Rumble——
Heavenly Tribulation seemed to be enraged, and an astonishing wisp of purple light flashed in the sky, but in the end, the wisp of thunder was not conceived, because the power of Heavenly Tribulation was almost exhausted, and there were only creepy fluctuations.
It disappeared in a flash, and then there was no more energy left.
Then, the golden blood energy lost all restraints and no longer had any suppression. It suddenly rose up to the sky, like a pillar of heaven, and the golden divine light fell, covering the Taichu sea area that had previously been shrouded in catastrophe and plunged into darkness.
Not long after the golden light pillar stood upright, it exploded and turned into thousands of light rains. Under the raging thunder, the sea area that had no life left suddenly turned into a golden and surging life.
It sprouted in it, and the indescribable Tao mysteries were conceived in it.
Qiang Qiang~
The high-pitched cry of the phoenix sounded, and while the golden waves rolled, a divine bird fluttered out and flew out. Its wings were like knives from the sky, cutting across the sky. There was no elegance of the phoenix, only the killing power of the golden horse.
"master?"
In the distance, Feng Bingwen, who was approaching quickly with a group of fellow disciples, preparing to greet Zhao Junxian, looked at the phoenix bird hitting the waves and striking the sky, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Because he felt the aura of Zhao Junxian in this phoenix bird. Could it be that it evolved after his master passed through the tribulation?
Yin~
Just as he was doubting, the ocean dyed golden opened into a large abyss. A golden dragon raised its head and roared, then rolled up the ocean and rose into the sky.
"this……"
Feng Bingwen was completely shocked at this moment, because this golden dragon soaring into the sky was not much different from the real dragon he had seen before, or in other words, it was exactly the same, except that the color of the scales was different and the body shape was different.
The most important thing is that this golden dragon also has the aura of his master. The majestic aura exuded by that golden dragon is difficult to imagine. It is just the evolution of Taoism and magical power.
"Junior brother, look good."
The Qingyuan Taoist who was riding an ox beside him also had a solemn look on his face, staring unblinkingly at the mythical scene of soaring dragons and phoenixes, which seemed to contain the true meaning of the Tao and the truth of heaven and earth.
"What is my master doing?"
Feng Bingwen found it difficult to understand. Until now, he had not seen the figure of Zhao Junxian who had survived the catastrophe, but he had seen the dragon and phoenix flying in the golden ocean.
"I don't know. Daozi's plan is so big that I can't understand it."
Roar~
A golden-patterned white tiger as big as a mountain leaped out, roaring to heaven and earth. A ferocious aura that wanted to cut off human flesh and blood inch by inch naturally filled the air, as if a white tiger beast really had descended here.
Feng Bingwen stopped walking forward. He looked at the mythical scene that reappeared in the ancient wilderness in front of him. Five auras were flowing in his eyes, hoping to get a glimpse of something mysterious.
He abandoned his apprentice and hurried back, didn't he just want to take advantage of the opportunity of the son of the immortal when his master passed through the tribulation and became an immortal? Now that the wonderful opportunity is right in front of him, how can he miss it?
Woo~
A strange roar sounded, and a turtle-snake divine beast emerged from the sea, suppressing the waves.
And all this has not stopped. This piece of indescribably powerful vitality is in the surging golden ocean, and there are still mythical beasts evolving and appearing from it.
The giant kun hit the sea waves and set off huge waves. When it jumped up from the sea, its wide double fins turned into wings, like clouds hanging from the sky.
"Kunpeng!"
Seeing the divine beast transforming freely between two unrelated forms, Feng Bingwen whispered its name, the bright fairy light in his eyes unabashedly.
He really wanted to know how his master did all this, because every divine beast that appeared in his mind was a real existence. It not only had flesh and blood, but also no sluggishness at all.
, fresh and agile, as if it has its own intelligence.
If his perception was correct, it would be unimaginable how terrifying his master would be in combat. An ordinary human immortal would probably have a very difficult time fighting against any divine beast.
And these six-headed divine beasts that have now been transformed swarmed forward, and the monks in the Cave Mystic Realm, who were called human immortals, probably no one could be their master's opponent - because the vitality of the golden sea had not yet been exhausted.
"Xian'er's steps are too big. He can't hold on for long and will stop soon!"
A soft voice sounded in his ears. Feng Bingwen was startled and turned his head to look to his side.
The female fairy whose age is hard to tell has lush cloud hair, elegant and graceful appearance, and a graceful and comfortable attitude. She wears a floor-length skirt, a double-breasted wide-sleeved shirt, a towering phoenix crown, and numerous beads, and she is very elegant.
.
The gentle gaze of this fairy looked at him, which made Feng Bingwen think of his grandmother who was raising geese by Wolong Lake.
Although there is no comparison between the two in terms of appearance, when it comes to age, Feng Bingwen feels that if he finds out the Feng family's genealogy, there may not be many people who can compare with the person in front of him.
It is impossible to fake the demeanor that has gone through the vicissitudes of life while observing the vicissitudes of life. However, looking at the demeanor and tone of voice, it is not difficult to guess that this is probably the master's fairy mother.
Simply speaking of seniority, there was no problem at all when she looked at herself with the same eyes as a grandson. Rather, to be looked at by this person with such eyes was something that many monks could only dream of.
"I've met Immortal Lord Tianqing!"
Taoist priest Qingyuan beside Feng Bingwen, as well as several Taoist priests nearby, saw the sudden appearance of the female fairy and saluted one after another. Feng Bingwen followed suit step by step.
"My name is Su Ling, and I am in charge of Tianqing Blessed Land. Your master is my useless son. I heard that he has accepted a disciple. I happened to have some free time, so I came over to take a look."
After the female fairy responded to the greetings of many disciples, she smiled and said to Feng Bingwen. She looked at Feng Bingwen carefully with a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes. Although her expression was gentle, Feng Bingwen felt an invisible pressure.
"My son has good eyesight, and I can actually find a disciple like you!"
Although it was a compliment, Feng Bingwen felt horrified to be looked at by an earthly immortal like this. There was a big secret in him - this female fairy looked too carefully.
Although I had met a Celestial Immortal before, the Celestial Immortal Lord just glanced at him and let him go, without paying much attention to his secrets.
"Immortal Lord Liao praised it!"
"There is no need to be self-effacing. Although your original qualifications are mediocre, your good fortune is truly rare in the world. It is really strange that such karma can happen to you. The best thing is that you actually worship my son as your teacher. You
Really good!”
The female fairy praised her repeatedly. Her pair of fairy eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and see through illusions.
"..."
Feng Bingwen was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond. This female fairy had clearly seen most of his secrets, but he still didn't notice the heavenly book in his consciousness, which was really hidden.
"It doesn't have to be like this. You are my son's hand-picked disciple. Since he recognizes you, the cause and effect will naturally be borne by you and him. I will not care about these things."
Tianqing Fairy's riddle-like words made several Taoists nearby confused and didn't understand what they were talking about. However, seeing Feng Bingwen's respectful and silent expression, he was probably saying something that only he
Can understand.
Wow!
The tide calmly parted, collapsed downward, and then a mythical beast stepped out of the seawater. It had a dragon head, antlers, lion eyes, snake scales, and horse hooves... These images are all familiar to those who practice Taoism.
Kirin!
"Look at your master, you are so greedy. You insist on eating until you become fat, regardless of the consequences. Little guy, don't imitate him in the future."
Even if Feng Bingwen doesn't understand, he can still tell that Zhao Junxian is probably practicing an immortal method with a very high limit of power, but it is also extremely difficult, and he has practiced it to a very high level, but in the eyes of his mother, it is exceptionally
dislike.
"May I ask the Immortal Master, what is my master doing?"
Lord Tianqing's attitude was so gentle. Although it was mostly because he loved Wujiwu, Feng Bingwen was not a cautious person and asked about the doubts in his heart.
If you have any chance to practice magical power in the future, you must learn it from your master. No matter who you are, you will never have too many such powerful methods.
"He is refining the Dharma image!"
The fairy gave an unexpected answer. Feng Bingwen didn't feel anything at all, but the Taoist priests watching next to him were all shocked.
"Is this a ritual ritual?"
"Are these the dharma images of Senior Brother Zhao?"
"My beauty is peerless, but I am not as good as you!"
Feng Bingwen looked at several senior brothers who were amazed and amazed, but he was very calm. He had heard people give examples before. In the Middle Ages, there was a peerless genius who mastered the twelve Dharma signs and swept past his contemporaries.
Although his master has now mastered several divine beasts, a rough count now shows that there are only seven, which has not broken the record set by the peerless genius of the human race in ancient times.
"If it were just to worship the Dharma, I wouldn't scold this guy for being greedy. He wants to practice..."
While speaking, the female fairy stretched out her hand and pointed, and many Taoists immediately followed her and saw that between the sea and the sky, a vast land filled with a wild and ancient atmosphere slowly emerged, becoming more and more real.
"Ancient times!"
For a moment, many of the Taoists who were watching were speechless, and in all directions of the sea area, fairy lights shone, and many of the Taoist Taoists were alarmed.
Originally, there were people in other sects who overcame tribulations and became immortals. Even if they were just human immortals, it was a prosperous event, with crowds of people watching and people coming and going like a flood. It was perfectly normal.
However, in Taishang Dao, even if you are here to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal, there are only a few spectators. There is no way, there are too few disciples in the sect.
As for the elders, immortal masters, and Taoists who have become immortals, they are all busy studying and understanding the Dharma. How can they have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter?
But now, a ray of aura born from Zhao Junxian's training has alarmed some of these powerful and indifferent immortals.
"What is ancient times?"
After seeing the attitudes of his fellow disciples and feeling the looming terrifying aura around him, Feng Bingwen was shocked but also confused.
"Xian'er's vision back then was called Huanggu!"
"The prototype of a blessed land?"
Feng Bingwen reacted immediately.
The most important criterion for evaluating the level of visions is whether they can provide positive help and guidance to those who become immortals in opening up a blessed land.
Zhao Junxian's visions are also immortals, and the influence of his visions on his immortal practice can continue until he becomes a heavenly immortal and develops the blessed land into a cave.
And after his master became an immortal, he just condensed the seven sacred beasts in a row. He actually wanted to take advantage of the situation and condense the prototype of the blessed land. No wonder his mother would scold him for being greedy.
"He overestimates himself. How can cultivation be so easy?"
Immortal Master Tianqing was very calm, as if she had foreseen her son's failure, and after she left these words, she disappeared just as she came, without any disturbance.
The departure of this Immortal Lord was like a signal. Many of the induced Immortal Lights retreated one after another. As the last Immortal Light disappeared, the majestic and vast "Ancient" full of wild and vast atmosphere also collapsed, only There are seven remaining divine beasts whose appearance has dimmed a lot.
"Failed!"
I don't know which immortal's sigh echoed between the sea and the sky. All the golden light in the sea faded away, the vitality in it was exhausted, and the seawater returned to its normal color.
A gentle sea breeze blew by, and the seven majestic and solemn statues, as if they were mythical beasts from the distant ancient times, scattered like sand sculptures, turning into a blur of light rain, and merged into one place.
And when the light rain dissipated, they saw a heroic and majestic young man, standing in the sky, with white clothes like snow and black hair like ink. There was no ethereal immortality on his body, but a vastness as blazing as the sun. You can feel the hot blood even if you are dozens of miles apart.
"Congratulations, senior brother, for transforming from mortal to immortal!"
"Congratulations to Daozi!"
When the figure of the young man in white appeared, many Taoists who were watching the whole process came forward to greet him. In fact, they did not like to socialize, but they had to thank him for the grace of becoming a Taoist.
Feng Bingwen also followed many Taoists and said to the handsome young man,
"Congratulations, Master, for achieving the realm of Dongxuan, and taking another step closer to immortality!"
"Well, where's the gift?"
After Zhao Junxian and those fellow apprentices who had been left behind by him and were not at the same level greeted each other, his eyes fell on Feng Bingwen and looked at him with a half-smile.
Even though he had just tried to directly condense the prototype of the blessed land and failed, Feng Bingwen did not feel the slightest aura decline on his body, only a strong and vigorous fighting spirit.
"The master has overcome a calamity and become an immortal. His disciples come forward to congratulate him. Shouldn't it be the master who rewards his disciples with unused magic weapons?"
Feng Bingwen was stunned for a moment, and then asked.
"Where did you hear such rules?"
When Zhao Junxian heard this, he immediately laughed and cursed,
"That's all. Today I have passed the tribulation and defeated the police. I am in a good mood. I will not embarrass you. Come and follow the uncles I have met as a master!"