Ji Xiaopeng's first reaction was that the furnace was exploding. However, before he could take a closer look at the movement of the alchemy furnace, a strong force came out and rolled his small body into a sleeve of robe.
My head was still dizzy and I couldn't figure out what was going on.
A huge whirlpool of spiritual energy suddenly rose from the ground and reached high into the sky.
It turns out that the loud noise just now was the Zen room exploding!
Ancestor Qi Min in the Zen room successfully broke through the barrier in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation. The terrifying spiritual energy poured in, gradually pushing his cultivation level from the early stage of the tribulation to the middle stage of the tribulation.
Ji Xiaopeng was dumbfounded again. He had been dumbfounded a lot since he came to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Not long ago, he was frightened by Uncle An's advanced formation, and now, he was frightened by Ancestor Qi Min's advanced formation again.
The influx of spiritual energy when Uncle An advanced was nothing compared to when Ancestor Dujie advanced.
The gray-black spiritual energy vortex hundreds of feet high, like a ferocious dragon, whizzed and whirled over the head of Ancestor Qi Min, as if connecting the sky and the earth, making the whole person of Ancestor Qi Min look a little small.
But Patriarch Qi Min sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, remaining motionless, just like a wind-fixing needle, firmly anchoring this terrifying whirlpool of spiritual energy.
Ji Xiaopeng is on the left sleeve of ancestor Qi Gao, An Qingli is on the right sleeve of ancestor Qi Gao, and ancestor Qi Gao stands on the sky to protect the advanced ancestor Qi Min.
As a monk advances, he most avoids being disturbed by others.
In his sleeve robe, An Qingli looked at the earth-shattering whirlpool of spiritual energy, his hands formed into fists, and his heart surged.
This is the vast power contained in the Tribulation Monk!
No matter how high the sky is, it can still shake the sky!
No matter how thick the ground is, it can still move the ground!
The road ahead is broad, if you want it in your heart, you must move forward bravely and pursue it with great strides!
Hot blood surged, and An Qingli's eyes were astonishingly bright.
"Oh, we can't let the leaves fall anymore! We mustn't let the leaves fall anymore!"
At the foot of the mountain, there were many Buddhist practitioners who were so anxious that they chanted the Buddha's name and plucked their rosary beads.
Such a huge hurricane of spiritual energy is a great blessing for the Taoist cultivator who has just recovered from the tribulation, but for the Bodhi tree that has just recovered, it is probably a huge disaster.
There were not many bodhi leaves left on the bodhi tree, and if it was swept up by this ferocious spiritual energy vortex, it would turn into a bare sacred tree.
When thinking of the image of the sacred tree without leaves, many Buddhist practitioners with relatively low cultivation couldn't help crying.
The crazy whirlpool of spiritual energy stirred up dust and gravel.
A stone, the size of a millstone, rolled up by the whirlpool of spiritual energy, fell rapidly from the top of the mountain and smashed into a Zen room on the mountainside.
By coincidence, there were a bunch of young monks reciting morning prayers in the Zen room.
A group of young monks looked up to the sky and saw a big hole suddenly appeared on the roof, letting in bright light. Before they could react too much, the falling rock hit Xiao Kongjian's knees.
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Xiaokong cried out in pain and turned pale.
Yin red blood flowed out from Xiaokong's legs and spread on the ground. Shouts of surprise rang out in the Zen room.
It was not something the ancestor of Dujie did intentionally.
He was originally a monk in the early stage of crossing the tribulation. His soul was injured. His cultivation fell from the crossing tribulation realm, to the god transformation realm, and then to the Nascent Soul realm. He went to Huayan Sect to seek medicine, but couldn't get it. All the sorrows and sorrows in it were insufficient.
For outsiders.
I was in a state of confusion for a while, but I had to put it back together again, sipping wine and smiling.
Fortunately, An Qingli found the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Destroying Grass, and Mu Sheng helped him refine the elixir, allowing him to return to the early stage of transcending the tribulation.
Now it seems that the decline in cultivation was not just a mental temper.
And because he was protecting the sect's good seedlings, he had the opportunity to come to the Bodhi tree in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. His heart and mind were calm, and he was allowed to sit cross-legged for several days, and he got this breakthrough opportunity.
The opportunity for a high-level monk to break through is mysterious and mysterious, and there is no way of predicting when it will come.
This Buddhist divine plant, which has just regained some vitality, has become a breakthrough opportunity for a monk of his sect. Things in the world are really unpredictable.
However, Ancestor Qi Gao, who was a little further away, was no longer surprised at this moment.
When Patriarch Qi Min was still a Yuanying monk, he had guarded the sect's library for many years. He read a lot of books and thought a lot.
The Buddhist bodhi tree is the most calming and helpful for people to meditate. It is also appropriate for Qi Min to gain enlightenment under the tree.
The spiritual energy vortex is still like the roar of a giant dragon.
Ancestor Qi Min gradually woke up from his selflessness, and finally realized that he had a long-lost and precious breakthrough opportunity, and was advancing towards the middle stage of transcending the tribulation!
The strong wind in the sky made the clothes rustle.
Fortunately, the robe on my body was of high quality, otherwise all my clothes would have been destroyed by the strong wind.
In full view of the public, the naked Ancestor Dujie still didn't want to be seen.
Ancestor Qi Min, who was under the whirlpool of spiritual power, slowly opened his eyes again. His eyes were filled with joy, but he was also as wise as ever.
A huge golden "*" barrier, like a giant eggshell, suddenly appeared on the ground.
It turned out that several high-level Buddhist cultivators rushed over when they sensed unusual fluctuations in the spiritual energy here. They threw Buddhist beads and set up a barrier of flowing golden light to protect the Bodhi tree, which had finally returned to its spring glory.
The Bodhi tree has just regained some of its vitality, and it is still being kept alive with spiritual stones from time to time. It is very fragile and cannot withstand such a violent torment.
The little friend who raised the tree said that this was the only thing she could do at the moment. Only when her skills advanced could the old tree grow new buds again.
In other words, the old tree that should have passed must be exchanged for a new seedling.
An old tree has lived for thousands of years and should have returned to heaven and earth. It would be a blessing if it could get a new life before returning.
It is not yet known when new seedlings will be obtained.
Everything has to wait for the little friend who raised the tree to make a breakthrough in his skills.
Maybe one or two years, maybe one or twenty years, or maybe hundreds of years.
How many spiritual stones will be consumed during this period is also unknown.
Master Huineng has gone down the mountain, walking in the busy city with an alms bowl in hand. In just a few days, he has exchanged thousands of top-quality spiritual stones.
The terrifying spiritual energy whirlpool gradually became peaceful until it completely dissipated and the world became quiet.
Ancestor Qi Min has successfully advanced to the middle stage of transcending tribulation, and his longevity and strength have been greatly improved, which is gratifying.
Ancestor Qi Gao, who was also in the middle of the Tribulation, sent a message back to the sect to inform him of this happy event.
The sect leader Qiu Xuanjing is the grandson of ancestor Qi Min, and Taojun Yuan Xi is the beloved daughter of ancestor Qi Min. The two of them couldn't help but be overjoyed.
This family does not have many people, but its strength cannot be underestimated.
Several high-level Buddhist cultivators put their hands together and performed Buddhist rituals to express their heartfelt congratulations to Patriarch Qi Min.
The Taoist sect helped the Buddhist sect to raise trees, and the Buddhist sect helped two monks to overcome the tribulation, especially one of the tribulation-transmitting monks advanced. There was a great good relationship between them.
Xiao Kongjian, whose leg bones were shattered by falling rocks, has been sent to his master.