Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

Although An Xin's three-painted suffering world housed a lot of resentful souls, the number was not too many.

After all, she is only a human fairyland, and she really accommodated a large number of resentful souls, and she was the first to retaliate.

Seeing that not only did he not take advantage, Tianyin broke a spell, and even broke his roots.

Immediately, her heart was burning with anger, and the three-painted bitter world sensed the anger in her heart, and the flames blazed high, and the sea of ​​flames churned.

Three Painted Resentment·Rage Lotus Blooms!

The fiery flames turned into flower buds, which bloomed again in the blink of an eye, and a restlessness rose in the entire space, stirring Tianyin's mind.

Tianyin smiled slightly, dipped a willow branch in the jade bottle, and swayed it casually.

Countless quiet and nectar poured down, and the entire Santu bitter world seemed to be raining lightly.

The nectar fell like a bead curtain with a broken thread, falling into the lotus flower of anger.

With a crisp sound of ding, the nectar sank into the lotus. From the point of contact, the flaming lotus turned into a real thing, swaying with the wind, exuding a faint fragrance.

It's like a pot of cold water pouring down your head, and it's like the rain on the dry land.

The anger in An Xin's heart was extinguished, and the flames in the bitter world turned into pink lotus flowers blooming.

Without waiting for An Xin to make another move, Tianyin held a willow branch and made a tactic.

The blooming lotus gave birth to lotus stems, but the lotus leaves bloomed and took root in the blood river.

The filth in the blood water was absorbed by it and purified into a pure spring. The lotus seeds produced fell from the lotus pods and fell on the ground, smoothing those blades.

But after a while, in the entire three-tu suffering world, there is no suffering in Santu, only Yilian is in full bloom.

Tianyin said in his mouth: The compassionate sailing is exhausted, the lotus flower is dead, Amitabha!

In an instant, the entire Santu Pain Realm turned into a lotus flower that kept shrinking in the competition field.

When it reaches the size of a lotus platform, the steep petals fall down and turn into dust and disperse.

Tianyin looked at the lotus seat that appeared in the Jade Cleansing Vase, smiled in her heart, and smiled back on her face, and turned to look at Rintaro Hanakaiin.

An Xin is unwilling, she still has many means to use,

But even his own foundation, the Three Tu Dharma Realm, has been easily broken, so what if there are other means?

In the end, it is still a typo,

She closed her eyes slightly and said softly, I admit defeat!

Huakaiyuan Rintaro came to the field and announced loudly: The winner, Tianyin from Luojia Mountain!!

In the next match, Qingquan of Qingshui Temple will face Zhang Chengyu of Wudang Mountain!

Qingquan and Zhang Chengyu entered the arena slowly and unhurriedly, and after Kakaiin Rintaro said that the competition started, he saluted happily.

Seeing that the two were polite, down-to-earth and steady, everyone present couldn't help but feel a little bit of goodwill in their hearts.

Qingshui Temple is the inheritance of the Consciousness-Wei School, and the methods of contemplation cultivated, from wide to narrow, from shallow to deep, from thick to fine, have a total of five levels, which are called five levels of Consciousness-Only Contemplation.

It is also said: in the eighth alaya consciousness, the functions of thousands of dharmas such as physical dharma and mental dharma can be produced, just like the seeds of plants and trees.

Qingquan didn't have the ability to comprehend the laws of color and heart, but he also comprehended a unique method of his own.

View of Qingquan.

Think of the thoughts in the heart like water droplets, gushing out like a spring.

As he visualized, the air was filled with water droplets, and then like a fountain, the water gushed out and turned into a vast ocean in an instant.

Blossoming water jets are big and small, holding up boundless thoughts, and each thought evolves into a form of Dharma.

Zhang Chengyu's feet were moistened by the spring water, and he suddenly felt countless thoughts rushing to his heart, and his heart was like a spring, with turbid streams of thoughts gushing out continuously.

He turned the Tai Chi Sutra to distinguish between turbidity and turbidity. Countless thoughts swam in his mind like yin and yang fish.

The cycle is endless, but it cannot infect his consciousness.

But that's all, it's just temporarily controlling the distracting thoughts that came, and the distracting thoughts are still gushing out like a spring.

All phenomena belong to the eight trigrams, the four phenomena are derived, Tai Chi is returned, and all dharmas are returned to the sect!

With a thought in his mind, a scroll appeared in front of him, it shook in the wind, unfolded and turned into a golden bridge.

There are lotus flowers blooming under the bridge, turning the surging spring water into a flat lake.

Countless distracting thoughts were filtered by the lotus, and even Zhang Chengyu's distracting thoughts were pulled out.

Then he stepped onto the bridge, step by step, and the bridge grew inch by inch.

Wherever it reaches, the waves subside and the lotus sea blooms.

Seeing that he had already walked halfway, and the waves of the spring water in the field had subsided halfway, Qingquan pinched the seal in his hand and raised it flat.

Nine Dharma Consciousness-Mirror Spring Shadow!

A huge mirror seemed to appear in front of Zhang Chengyu, clearly reflecting all the scenes on his side in front of him.

He couldn't help but stop and take a look.

When the scene on the opposite side became clearer, a Zhang Chengyu who also had a golden bridge appeared in front of him.

Mirror image? He thought for a while and asked.

Mirror image? Zhang Chengyu on the opposite side also asked.

Zhang Chengyu nodded and said, Understood.

Zhang Chengyu also nodded and said, Understood.

Seeing this, Zhang Chengyu didn't say much anymore, his body didn't move, but the golden bridge under him suddenly flew up and hit the opposite side.

boom! ! !

The two golden bridges collided suddenly, and both sides were also distracted for a while, like phantoms that were about to disappear.

boom! boom! boom!

With the continuous impact, this situation became more and more obvious, and after several exchanges of positions.

The onlookers couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.

After another violent impact, Zhang Chengyu stepped back abruptly, opening the distance.

He said indifferently: So that's how it is. Consciousness is the only thought, and knowledge generates thoughts, and the heart is born.

The moment I saw it, I thought it was fake and it denied my existence.

But it is impossible for me to deny myself, so you are not fake.

The stronger the thoughts in my heart, the more real you will be.

Zhang Chengyu on the opposite side didn't show anything else, but repeated the same lightly.

The expression is natural, as if speaking to the other party for the first time.

Then, both sides closed their eyes at the same time.

With a choking sound, two flying swords flew out from behind Zhang Chengyu.

One is slender, the other is generous, slender as a snake, and as generous as a turtle.

These are the two swords of the mysterious turtle and the fire snake that he forged.

Zhang Chengyu on the opposite side did not release the two flying swords in the same way, but changed suddenly, turning into a black water turtle and Nanli fire snake.

Feeling the fluctuations on the opposite side, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Chengyu's mouth, hair flew up from the corner of his forehead, and the golden bridge under him suddenly rose and flew away.

boom! ! !

The turtles and snakes with their teeth and claws suddenly collapsed when they touched the golden bridge, turning into gurgling springs and falling down.

It was suppressed by Jinqiao and turned into Pinghu.

The whole venue is like a transparent crystal, in which all Qingquan's experiences from childhood to adulthood are manifested like images.

Without waiting for others to take a closer look, Zhang Chengyu waved his hand and covered it with lotus leaves from the sky.

The golden bridge under him trembled, turned into a scroll and folded away, and on the opposite side stood a clear spring that turned into crystal.

Monk Mingquan suddenly appeared in the venue, first saluted Zhang Chengyu and said, Thank you for your mercy! We admit defeat!

Then with a wave of his hand, he took away the crystal-like clear spring, and disappeared in a flash.

Rintaro of Huakaiyuan came to the venue and sang: Wudang Mountain Zhang Chengyu wins!

After a pause, he continued: There are six matches in this competition, and the Huaxia side...

All six victories!

There was silence in the competition field.

Emperor Murakami, who was sitting high on the stands, put away the folded paper fan in his hand and clenched it into a ball in his palm.

Orochimaru next to him looked at Heianjing, which was still smoky, and then at Lingqing's back.