Feeling the breath of the same origin, the golden seeds became more and more manic, and their movements became more intense. The small tripod made a "bang bang" sound when it hit it. Fortunately, it was in chaos, otherwise the sea of consciousness might have been shattered.
At this time, all Xiaoding's energy was used to suppress the golden seeds, and he was unable to refine external forces for his own use.
Once the golden seeds receive foreign aid, the current equilibrium situation will be broken, which will be extremely detrimental to Xiao Ding.
At the critical moment, Ye Yuan's consciousness was finally awakened by this external energy.
He didn't have time to think too much. While absorbing external energy to strengthen his body, he tried his best to activate the Qiankun Cauldron.
Consciously led refining is indeed very different from unconscious self-refining.
With the addition of Ye Yuan, a new force, the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly burst out with unprecedented power. The foreign golden energy was quickly refined, and the golden seeds not only lost foreign aid, but also gained a "small" enemy.
Although it still refused to give up and continued to attack and try to escape, it was now unable to recover.
At the same time, the ten sleeping beauties on the outer wall of the Qiankun Cauldron also changed, and their eyes were slowly trembling...
Outside, Nannan felt that Ye Yuan's aura was gradually getting stronger. Although her body had not improved yet, she knew that she was doing the right thing.
The little face was also happy and full of motivation, and the golden light in his hands became even brighter.
…
One month later, the Zen room in the backyard of Bodhi Temple.
The door that had been closed for a month was finally opened, and a young man with a head full of jet-black "hair" came out.
There was a faint smile on his handsome face, and he was so confident.
At this time, there was a cute porcelain doll sitting on the man's broad shoulders.
The man's white fingers gently brushed the door, and a thick layer of dust was very conspicuous. He shook his head and said.
"Oh, miscalculation. I wish I had known to add a dust removal technique to the formation."
At this time, the porcelain doll volunteered.
"Brother, don't worry, my daughter will clean it up very quickly."
Ye Yuan smiled and stroked her little head and said.
"No need to go to such trouble, I'll just come."
Before he finished speaking, a huge spiritual consciousness burst out from his body and swept the entire Bodhi Temple in an instant. In just a moment, a gray ball appeared in front of Ye Yuan, spinning continuously.
"Ninth level peak, really powerful."
Powerful and delicate operations of spiritual consciousness would not have been so easy to achieve in the past.
But now, everything is different.
Nannan looked at the constantly rotating gray ball and couldn't help but feel curious. She stretched out a finger and poked it inside.
Under Ye Yuan's watchful eye, the dust will naturally not cause any harm to the little guy.
I poked here and there and grabbed a handful, but nothing came out...
Ye Yuan stood there quietly, watching her play with a smile.
The little guy played for a while and then lost interest.
At this time, Ye Yuan thought, and the moisture in the air automatically gathered, turning the dust into soil and spreading it under the tree.
The next moment, Ye Yuan waved his hand gently, and the originally quiet Bodhi Temple suddenly changed and became lively.
"...candied haws on a stick..."
"Selling sesame cakes..."
“…”
Ye Yuan put away the formation flags that were flying automatically, and he actually enjoyed the fireworks in this world.
"Probably because... I have been in seclusion for too long."
At the same time, Ye Yuan also made a decision.
"It's time to reopen the Bodhi Temple."
During this retreat, he not only successfully solved the hidden dangers of the practice, but also gained a huge gain.
"Speaking of which, I am still...the Buddha is compassionate. If it weren't for the formless body and that seed, I wouldn't be able to create my own unique technique."
Speaking of this, Ye Yuan couldn't help but look at the Zhutian panel.
Kung Fu: Creation and Spiritual Skill (Exclusive)
1. Good fortune: When engaged in manufacturing work, the success rate is greatly improved, and the finished product has a high probability of sublimation and evolution.
2. Formless: Intangible, formless and unobservable.
3. The origin of Dharmakaya (Qiankun Ding): the origin is immortal.
Note 1: The trial world takes one month to resurrect. The special world takes one year to resurrect. Divine power can speed up this process. The minimum time is one day.
Note 2: The original Dharmakaya is connected with the Qiankun Ding. When one is prosperous, both are prosperous, and when one is damaged, both are harmed.
Note 3: Exclusive skill, divine power: mana = 1:9999.
Ye Yuan became more and more satisfied with these introductions. This time it was really a blessing in disguise.
Not only did he obtain the coveted effect of immortality, but he also obtained exclusive skills. You must know that exclusive skills are the skills that are most in line with the gods and can exert 100% of the power that the skills should have.
In other words, even if he does not use divine power amplification, he is still on par with, or even surpasses, practitioners of the same level in other paths.
Not only that, the exclusive technique also reduces the loss of divine power from one-tenth of the original to one-ten thousandth of the current level.
From now on, there is no need to be too frugal when fighting.
Moreover, once the hidden dangers are eliminated, you can rest assured.
Moreover, those accumulated tasks can also be started.
Turning off the panel, Ye Yuan stopped thinking about it and announced with a smile.
"We're open to welcome guests."
As soon as he finished speaking, his long black and thick hair disappeared immediately.
The little girl was a little unhappy because she couldn't move around freely when outsiders came, which would bring trouble to her brother.
She didn't hesitate and said it very consciously.
"Brother, I'm going back first."
Ye Yuan put the little guy on his shoulders and stopped him.
"No need, from now on, as long as you don't leave me too far, no one can find you."
The little guy's big eyes suddenly became bright and bright, as if they were shining, and he asked.
"real?"
"real!"
Ye Yuan is a master at the peak of the ninth level. Coupled with the phaseless special effects of the technique, he is very confident that no one can...
Ahem, no, you can’t be too arrogant.
To be precise, no one Ye Yuan has ever seen can find it.
As for those true immortal gods who have reached the ninth level and above, Ye Yuan is not sure.
Although Ye Yuan is only one step away from breaking through to that realm, this one step is the difference between immortals and mortals, a gap as big as a natural chasm.
The strength and means of that realm are beyond what Ye Yuan can understand.
However, if such a being really appears, it will be useless for the little guy to hide wherever he goes.
Opening the temple door, Ye Yuan took off the yellowed notice, and the small Bodhi Temple finally faced everyone again.
Ye Yuan returned to the Main Hall and tapped the wooden fish gently. The soothing effect contained in his voice was obviously far superior to that of his cheap master Dao Yue.
However, the coverage has not changed.
It's not that Ye Yuan can't do better, but that he doesn't want to receive too many pilgrims.
He opened the door just to experience the fireworks in the world, not to get trapped in them and be unable to extricate himself.
The sound of the wooden fish gradually became louder, and more and more people noticed it and started talking about it.
"Bodhi Temple is finally willing to open its doors?"
"The sound sounds so comfortable."
"That's not right. Didn't Master Dao Yue pass away?"
"Master Daoyue has passed away, but those two young monks have not."
"How old are they?"
"There won't be any new great monks coming in, right?"
…
People who were familiar with the Bodhi Temple in the nearby streets were talking about it. At this time, they became curious about the Bodhi Temple that they were familiar with in the past.
Many people ran home unconsciously. They all wanted to see how Bodhi Temple would change after losing Master Daoyue.
It can also bring a touch of freshness to an already boring life.
Of course, there are also people who miss the sound of wooden fish. After all, this sound has miraculous effects and can soothe the mind and relieve fatigue.
An old woman who lived nearby ran into the temple first and glanced around quickly with her cloudy eyes.
The front yard is cleaner and cleaner than ever.
The new monk was not lazy.
She nodded with satisfaction, carried the bamboo basket, and walked quickly to the Main Hall.
Standing at the door, she could see clearly who was knocking on the wooden fish.
"It's the little monk Bian Ji!"
The old woman was a little surprised that a young monk could knock wooden fish as effectively as a great master.
As expected, it is better to learn from others than to learn from others.
Although she was feeling emotional, she didn't stop her from burning incense and worshiping Buddha, but she was also very curious.
Where did the other monk, Bianji's senior brother Bianzheng, go? Why is Bianji the only one here?