The eight-color fireworks swayed slightly, moved an inch in front of Tianjiu, made a slight crackling sound, and then stood still again.
Tianjiu opened his eyes coldly. In the depths of his eyes, the colorful whirlpools were whirling again. He clearly saw that in the eight suspended flames, traces of invisible spiritual liquid shot into the air like cocoons, continuously replenishing the rapid energy in the room.
The disappearing spiritual energy. It was the supplement of these eight-color fireworks that caused the density of spiritual energy in the hut to show no signs of decreasing.
Eight giant dragons of spiritual liquid roared and circulated along the veins in Tianjiu's body. One Zhou Tianhou passed through the purple beads at the Dantian and shot into the Dantian like an arrow. The white and fat Yuanying body trembled with obscure words in its mouth.
The spell was suddenly divided, and seven Yuanying spirits appeared in the Dantian, whirling along the pill bead in the middle. Each Yuanying body's small mouth opened wide, and the colors were swallowed up in an orderly manner by the various kinds of spiritual liquid injected into the Dantian.
And the black spiritual liquid poured into the pill bead in the middle, and the dark pill bead became darker and brighter...
An hour later, the body of the seven-color Nascent Soul made a slight cry at the same time, and suddenly expanded a little. At the same time, the eight-color fireworks in the hut moved an inch in front of Tianjiu again, and the pressure in the whole house seemed to decrease.
So tiny...
In the different space of Tianjiu's sea of consciousness, winds and clouds surged, and the flying clouds suddenly floated all over the sky, and then shot out into the distance. Thousands of miles away, the chaotic sky gradually became clear, and a piece of blue appeared one mile away...
In the airspace of thousands of miles, the mountains are moving, lightning and thunder, wind and rain suddenly come...
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In a splendid hall of Wutai Palace, sandalwood is lingering, quiet music is playing, and a pleasant sound of a tripod is heard from time to time. Compared with the small dark room in Tianjiu, this place is completely different.
Master Kutian sat cross-legged on the high platform, Kugui, Kuxing sat on the left and right below, and at the bottom, Abbot Kudeng and the young monk Niehai also sat cross-legged in solemnity, all of them closed their eyes and concentrated, and from time to time, a trace of light burst out from the Dharma body.
Amazing Buddha light.
"Master Ku Hui, do you think that boy will be fine?" A bead of sweat slipped quietly from Ku Deng's forehead, he opened his eyes and spoke to the old monk Ku Hui.
"What's the matter? Don't look at that kid laughing and joking, but hiding his secrets. If you really want to talk about it, we old guys may not be as good as him. The little black room will definitely not be able to kill him, so you can
Don't worry." Old Monk Kugui came back with a message soon.
"Second senior brother, Ku Deng, have you not realized that you are actually chatting under the nose of the eldest brother, and you are not afraid that the eldest brother will get angry?" Ku Xing suddenly came over.
"Well, Master Kuixing, let me tell you the truth. The secret technique of Buddha's Palm is really obscure. I don't know where to start. My disciple has been trying to figure it out for a long time, but he has found nothing. He is still thinking about that dead boy, so he can't help but ask Master Kugui.
That’s it.” Kudeng sighed.
"Hehe, you were the first to suggest shutting him up in a dark room, and now you're regretting it. Aren't you making yourself uncomfortable?! Just tell that kid to stay on Six Zen Peak, and don't care what happens to him and that powerful fairy.
Hey guys, as long as we don't create any small evil obstacles within a year or two, we old guys will be free. Once the immortal gate is opened, let him put in a few nice words and let us pass smoothly... Now you'd better send him to the Holy Buddha.
The body-refining furnace is euphemistically called: Facing the wall and thinking about your faults. One bad thing has been refined, and we don’t even have tears to cry!" Kuxing half-ridiculed and half-sarcastically said.
The old monk Kugui rolled his eyes slightly: "Third brother, you can't say that. Kudeng is also for the good of that boy. There are three major benefits of sending him to the body training furnace. First, it seals the mouths of the old guys in the Discipline Academy and vents their anger.
Secondly, it avoids the entanglement of the Peony Princess. This is very important. In two years, it is enough to create one or two small evil obstacles. Only the devil knows that this Peony Princess is from the spirit world.
If the princess of any family is a big family that defies heaven, even if we go to the spiritual world, we will be scratched all over. If one of us does something wrong, we will report it to Lord Dongzu Buddha, and we will all be done with it, hehe! From this point of view,
Shut it down, it must be shut down!”
"What's the third one?" Kuxing asked thoughtfully.
"Thirdly, you want your precious disciple to advance in cultivation. That boy has made great achievements no matter how you say it. He is also a Heavenly Buddha, and he has a chance to achieve enlightenment. What if your precious disciple cannot do it, but the bastard doesn't?
Shaped into a golden body..."
"Stop it, stop it! Second Senior Brother, can't you say something nice? If Nie Hai can't do it, no one in Famen Temple can become a Buddha..." Ku Xing trembled.
"Hmph! Second child, third child, Kudeng, if you don't meditate well, what are you doing here chirping?! It's only been one day and you can't sit still? This meditative time is eighty-eight sixty-four days. If you really have people
If you can't bear it, you can go out by yourself, don't treat me like air!" On the high platform, Ku Tian suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily.
"Amitabha! It's a sin, it's a sin! Master Kutian, it's all the fault of his disciples. He shouldn't have taken the lead in disrupting everyone's spiritual cultivation. Kudeng is guilty!" Abbot Kudeng bowed and saluted quickly.
"Ku Deng, I don't think you put your mind on cultivation. You just have to master the designated peak mantra for three years without any breakthrough. It's worse than being dead for three months. In this case, there is no need to master Buddha Palm. Go back
Well, there are still a lot of things waiting for you to deal with in the temple!" Ku Tian said with an unhappy expression.
"Yes, disciple, please retire!" Ku Deng stood up angrily and was about to exit the hall.
"Wait a minute!"
"Master Kutian, do you have any other instructions?" Kudeng couldn't help but trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"I heard that you are reorganizing the Privy Council? Is it related to Nanjin?"
"Master Ku Tian, the disciples have indeed added or removed several elders of the Privy Council, but this is not a reorganization, and it has nothing to do with the policy of marching south!" Ku Deng replied hurriedly.
"Elder brother, Ku Xing and I have participated in the increase or decrease of elders in the Privy Council. This is also done according to past practice. Every year, the elders have to make some adjustments based on merit. You see Nie Hai, he entered the Privy Council." Ku Hui saw.
Ku Deng was extremely nervous, shook his head slightly, and explained for him.
Ku Xing also nodded to Master Ku Tian on the high platform.
Ku Tian closed his eyes and asked with a sneer: "In that case, I will forgive you. Who else has entered the Privy Council?"
"There are also Nie Fang, the commander of the Demon Suppressing Pass, Nie Fu, Nie Dian, and Nie Lei among the Nine Saints, Nie Yinzi among the Eighteen Sons, and... and the master of Six Zen Peak..."
The withered lamp flickered as he spoke, as if he was about to speak but hesitated.
"Oh? I'm very surprised, why is no one among the Nine Spirits selected? Didn't that evil lion succumb to the sea of evil for several years? Why was he not selected? Who is the master of the Six Zen Peak? He is an unknown person.
Enter the Privy Council?" Ku Tian frowned and said very unhappy.
"Elder brother, let me tell you that Jiuling was not selected this time because their performance in the Yuling battlefield was very poor. The latest report came back saying that when the evil lion attacked Huachen Gate in Dongling Mountain,
He was blocked by a rising star, Wei Qiyin, and could not move forward for more than half a year. The other eight spirits also stopped at other Yuling battlefields. The leader of Liuchan Peak was named Wuchen, and he, together with Nie Hai and Nie Fang, fought back
It is indeed indispensable to defeat the attack of millions of demonic troops." Old monk Kugui stood up and replied solemnly.
"Wuchen...?" Ku Tian was stunned for a while and was about to ask again.
Nie Hai below suddenly interjected: "Yes, Master Kutian, the master of Wuchen Peak is in Famen Temple. In terms of strength, he should be above Nie Hai. In this demonic tribulation, he also bravely retreated from the Blue Demon Sect's deputy master Lange. If it weren't for Wuchen
The peak master activated the demon-suppressing staff at the critical moment, fearing that the Buddha's Light Crossing Heart Formation will also be in danger!"
"Huh? Is there such a thing? Ku Deng, such an incredible talent, why didn't you bring the fifth-level rooftop to listen to Zen this time?" Master Ku Tian opened his eyes again and stared at Abbot Ku Deng sharply.
Kudeng, who was already sweating profusely, shivered for a long time and still didn't know how to answer.
"Alas, Senior Brother, although the Wuchen Peak Master has great fighting prowess, he violated the sexual precept during this expedition and was punished by the Discipline Academy to face the wall and think about it, hehehehe!" Old Monk Kugui laughed sarcastically and hurriedly said
I have a careless eye.
"Lust, Caution?!" Kutian's face darkened instantly, he snorted softly, and remained silent.
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A month passed quietly. Deep in the Wutai Palace, inside the stone statue of the Holy Buddha, Tianjiu sat cross-legged on the ground without moving his body at all.
The eight-color fireworks, which were originally three feet away from Tianjiu, moved silently to a foot away in front of Tianjiu. Each firework was not only as small as a grain of rice, but also as light as smoke. It seemed that it would collapse anytime and anywhere.
The weight of hundreds of millions of jun stones that were placed in the stone chamber was only as small as 10,000 jun juns. It acted on his body without any discomfort at all.
In Tianjiu's body, the seven Nascent Soul bodies have obviously grown in size, and the Danzhu standing in the middle is as black as ink. The sea of consciousness and different spaces have once again stretched thousands of miles away, filling the sky with flying clouds, and are as thin as cicada wings.
, a large expanse of blue sky appeared, and under the reflection of the red sun and the mysterious moon, a colorful world appeared.
The body of his spiritual consciousness also expanded rapidly, reaching approximately a hundred feet in radius, standing like a hill in the green grass and blue sky.
Tianjiu's mind moved, and the seven Nascent Souls instantly merged into one, turning back into a giant white and fat Nascent Soul. The giant white Nascent Soul's eyes flashed, and its mouth opened sharply. It suddenly sucked in, and there was a whoosh of eight-color fireworks outside the body.
They were all submerged into eight whirlpools that were still spinning slowly.
At this moment, the stone chamber shook violently, and the stone chamber once again fell into darkness, like a black space in space.
But what Tianjiu didn't know was that the dark gray stone bead held in the big hand of the Saint Buddha stone statue suddenly shattered and turned into little crystal lights and disappeared without a trace. The bones, muscles and veins on the stone statue's body also slowly began to
It swelled, cracked, and faintly began to disintegrate.
"Hahaha! In the middle stage of Yuanying, we have indeed reached the middle stage of Yuanying! Old monk Kugui, I ate the Eight Flavors True Fire of the Holy Buddha Grandpa. The pressure is gone and my cultivation has advanced. Let's enter in advance to enjoy it.
It’s time! Quack, quack, quack!”
Tianjiu smiled evilly, stood up, and stood proudly in the center of the small dark room, scratching his head with excitement. (To be continued.)