Longhu Mountain, in the early morning, the Haoyang bell rings, the sound of Taoism washes through every corner of Longhu Mountain, washing the souls of all souls, the evergreen pines energize their spirits, and scatter endless fresh air. As time goes by, he becomes more and more majestic.
Flying peaks, white lotuses in the void, and the Brahma Pure Cave.
Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, Zhang Chunyi frowned as he looked at the handful of white ashes in his hand. This was the ashes left behind after the death of the mayfly.
From life to death, this magical power of the universe is a real life-saving magical power. After using it, you will definitely die, and it is difficult for gods to save you. However, it is undeniable that this magical power is extraordinary and is excellent for cultivating dead warriors.
With this in mind, Zhang Chunyi deliberately suppressed a batch of mayflies and collected the ashes left behind after their death.
"After using the magical power of life and death, the time ephemeral burned everything, including the Dao marks on the body and the true spirit. After death, it completely dissipated, leaving nothing behind. Even using the Tianjun Furnace, it was impossible to refine the Dao seed from it." "Under normal circumstances, the Shih-Ephedra can only refine the low-grade methods of Morning Life and Dusk Death. Only by using magical powers to burn one's own true spirit can the essence of these two types of methods jump to the level of high-grade methods, or even
It is a Tao seed level, but these are all illusory. Fundamentally speaking, it is still just a low-grade Dharma seed."
After several attempts failed, Zhang Chunyi knew that if he wanted to refine the Taoist level of Chaosheng from the body of the time mayfly, it would be impossible for him to die.
"The bloodline of Shi Mayfly is not very strong. To be able to have such miraculous powers is probably because of Shi Mayfly's true spirit. No wonder no one in Taixuan Realm can enslave Shi Mayfly and use it for his own use."
"It's a pity that I know very little about the true spirit."
Shaking his head, Zhang Chunyi annihilated the ashes in his hand.
He is not the only one in the Taixuan Realm who realizes the value of the Time Mayfly. Before him, many people have thought about the Time Mayfly. After all, as long as you can control the Time Mayfly, it is equivalent to having an army of demon kings.
A demon emperor's guard.
There are even people who want to use the soul seal to contract a time ephemera and use it as a desperate trump card, but no matter what method they use, the result is failure. The time ephemera is like a stubborn stone that water cannot pour into.
And at this moment, with steady steps, Heishan walked into Fanjingtian.
Roar, let out a low roar, and Black Mountain spit out a ball of white light. This is the memory it found from the remnant souls of two hundred-eyed centipedes.
Absorbing the memories of the two Demon Emperors, Zhang Chunyi's eyes moved slightly.
Taoist Ci Mei was born as a casual cultivator. He first practiced in Beihuang, the ancestral land of the Demon Sect. Although he was born in a lowly position, his cultivation talent was very good. Coupled with his natural kind eyebrows and kind eyes, this allowed him to win the favor of several noble people on the road of cultivation.
Help.
Under such circumstances, after going through several twists and turns, he finally ascended to immortality successfully, but he also provoked a powerful person and was hunted down because the treasure he used to ascend to immortality was stolen from his family by a friend.
came out.
In the end, he had no choice but to give up the foundation he had finally built, escaped from the Northern Wilderness, and went to the Western Wilderness, where he had a chance encounter and developed the magical power of calling friends.
After that, he changed his appearance, abandoned his past identity as a demon cultivator, and turned into a monk. With his kind eyes and kind eyes, he made friends with heroes from all over the world, and created the image of an enlightened monk who cares less about interests, has a pure heart, and values friendship. At that time, as long as he held a Dharma meeting, there would be guests from all over the world coming to congratulate him. There was really no idle coming and going, and everything he came in and out was high-minded.
However, the focus of Buddhist practice, although Taoist Ci Mei’s magical powers are strange, but over time, traces of them were still noticed by others. Fortunately, Taoist Ci Mei was alert and decisive. After noticing something was wrong, he immediately gave up his status as a high monk.
Escaped again, then he left Xihuang and arrived at Yunhuang.
In addition to the east, south, west, and north of the world, there are also barbarians, sins, gods, and clouds. Among them, the barbarians have been enlightened by Confucian saints and have become the foundation of Confucianism. The sin wilderness is full of barren mountains and harsh waters, and the environment is very dangerous.
There are aliens and some extremely evil people hiding in it. There are many ferocious beasts, intelligent creatures are relatively rare, and few monks have set foot in it.
Shenhuang has long been hidden and disappeared without a trace. It is said that there are traces of innate sacredness there, so it is named after God. Yunhuang is a huge sea of clouds, with islands dotted in it, and it is vast and sparsely populated.
At that time, the three ancestors of the side sect all practiced in Yunhuang and left their Taoist traditions there, so it was a paradise for casual cultivators and there was no big Immortal Sect there.
After summarizing his experiences in Beihuang and Xihuang, Taoist Cimei still felt that an environment like Yunhuang was more suitable for the development of his magical powers.
When he entered the wilderness, he was like a dragon returning to the sea. In a short period of time, he became prosperous. The monks here mostly fought alone. Even if something went wrong, no one would pursue it. He only needed to act more cautiously.
OK.
Under such circumstances, relying on the help and selfless dedication of many friends, his cultivation level increased, and he finally overcame the three disasters and was only one step away from becoming an earthly immortal.
"It's a good idea."
After reading the general life experience of the Cimei Taoist, Zhang Chunyi couldn't help but sneered. Under the kind eyes of the Cimei Taoist, he was really evil-hearted. He only cheated his so-called friends and robbed his "friends" of their property.
, asking friends to protect themselves from disasters is completely a routine practice of Taoist Ci Mei, and the worst ones are shocking.
This Ci-mei Taoist once obtained the secret method of harvesting yin and replenishing yang from the Demon Sect, which could strengthen his soul through divine communication, so he tricked a group of his friends to death and seized their property, wives and daughters.
I have to say that Taoist Cimei is worthy of coming out of the devil's cave in Beihuang. He really has the face of a Bodhisattva, the heart of an Asura, and his behavior is ruthless and despicable.
"Xianzhen Mayfly Flower, no wonder those time mayflies would chase after Ci Mei Lao Dao. It turns out that he actually took away the foundation of the time mayfly tribe."
After absorbing all the memories, Zhang Chunyi extinguished the light ball in his hand.
"I don't know what kind of treasure this mayfly flower is, but it makes the cautious and kind-hearted Taoist take risks."
Whispering softly, Zhang Chunyi took out the Five Thunder Palm Seal.
With a thought, Zhang Chunyi and Heishan walked into the Thunder Prison.
There was a rumble, thunder exploded, and the five-color thunder light turned into shackles to bind the old Taoist Cimei to the sky.
"Wake up!"
Tongyou circulates, and with a command, Zhang Chunyi wakes up the sleeping compassionate old Taoist.
His consciousness began to wake up, and out of instinct, the kind-hearted old man struggled crazily, but unfortunately it was of no use. Under the restraint of the five-color lightning, he was like a mortal body.
"Fellow Taoist, I was blind before. I have a piece of inheritance from the immortals and a clue to a treasure. I am willing to dedicate it to you, as long as you let me live."
After trying in vain, he recognized his situation and looked at Zhang Chunyi. He begged for mercy and offered a pretty good bargaining chip.
Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi raised his eyebrows slightly. This kind-hearted old man is indeed rich.
I seem to remember that I wrote Bahuang’s name before, but I forgot about it, which makes me a little confused.