martial law

Chapter 529 After a lot of trouble, the spirit soil is in hand

The foundation of this thing.

No matter how strong it is, I don't dislike it.

If you want to completely convert the acquired five-color divine light into the innate five-color divine light.

Yang Lin had no other choice.

There is also no master to teach practice. Apart from deducing the exercises, the only way I can think of is to collect resources and pile them up abruptly.

This is actually a stupid way.

Where do resources come from?

Saving monkeys is of course only one of the goals.

There is another purpose, he laid his hands down that day.

When the avatar was about to self-destruct, the Five Elements Mountain also collapsed in the air.

At that chaotic moment, the secrets of the heavens were also extremely chaotic. He used the 72 transformation technique of the earth evil spirits, and used the supernatural power of the paper doll clone as the basis, and snatched a little bit of the innate spirit of Yamamoto when he collapsed.

That is, a small drop of innate spiritual soil like earth mist.

In the eyes of the Buddha, such a small amount stolen is naturally inconspicuous.

He might even think that it was the monkey who hit the stick, evaporated and wasted, and scattered into the world.

This is also a common thing.

It's not that the innate spiritual things won't be worn out, the universe is vast and vast enough to accommodate the innate and acquired things, as long as they don't have their own opinions, with the smoke and dust flying around and the killing intent at the time, no one would notice such a small thing. Small "accidents".

Yang Lin snatched that little bit of soil, but he couldn't bring it out.

Now it is still under the Five Elements Mountain, far away from the dog hole where the monkey is, turned into a mountain flower, motionless, cut off the cause and effect, and restrained all the breath, just like a mortal flower.

When Yang Lin came ten miles away from Chenjia Village again, he felt that the secretly opened sky eyes were burning badly.

dangerous.

A bubbling and vast Buddhist energy tightly blocked the Five Elements Mountain.

Up and down the mountain, there is a piece of golden yellow in the eyes of the sky, as if there is a dragon singing and a Buddha roaring.

He didn't directly look at the five mountain peaks with his sky eyes, but with his peripheral vision, he looked at the ubiquitous auras in the sky and the earth.

That aura was strange yet familiar.

Huge and fierce, it is a bit like the arhat crouching tiger that Monk Fa Ming saw in his memory of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

However, the breath is much stronger than the undulating tiger arhat.

It vaguely has some of the majesty and prestige of the monkey who waved and beat the Buddha that day.

"A ruthless character has come to sit in the town. It seems that the long-browed Arhat lost his hand that day and is no longer trusted, either punished, or transferred away. Anyway, here is a strong opponent."

"Does this mean I'm setting myself in a cocoon? However, anyway, I never thought about hitting the monkey again, and I can't save him. I just want to get back what I left behind."

The vast mountain forest outside Chen's Village, because it is a little far away, is not enveloped by the great Buddha power, but only a little aftermath sweeps away, and what happens here will not be too eye-catching.

"Should we just give up like this, and don't want that bit of innate spiritual soil. Or, wait for the monkey to escape from robbery one day and follow Tang Seng on the road to learn scriptures, and then come to get it?"

"No, time doesn't wait. If you want to quickly increase your strength and strengthen your foundation, the best way is to first convert the acquired five elements to the innate five elements. This is more important than anything else. It is related to the achievement of the seventh rank of the Golden Immortal and truly becoming a great power. Otherwise, in the end It's not my wish that a small character can put himself down in the face of all the people."

Yang Lin's qiyuan avatar turned into an old pine tree, standing far away where the Buddha's light could not cover, quietly waiting, waiting for an opportunity that might come.

Time passes day by day.

There were two rains in the mountains, and the days of gloomy days finally cleared up. In the afternoon, the leaves of the trees were dried up, and the broken branches hit by the rain and thunder covered the mountains.

From far away, Yang Lin saw a man dressed as a woodcutter, humming an unknown song, walking over steadily.

The woodcutter stopped in his tracks, with a simple and honest smile on his face, he turned his head and said in a gentle voice: "Ms. Onion, you and Xiao Ying should go back quickly, don't worry about the food at home. The thunder was very strong two days ago, and the woodcutter You can definitely pick up some silly rabbits in time, and you will have meat to eat at night."

"It doesn't matter if you can't find the rabbit. Don't go too deep into the mountain. It's still a bit dangerous inside." The woman said softly, "When I go back and weave the rope, I'll be more confident next time I go up and down the mountain."

"Daddy, there are many beautiful flowers growing in the mountain, can you weave a wreath?"

The girl looked like three or four years old, and asked with yearning.

"Yes, Daddy will weave a big wreath for our little Ying to put on her head when I go down the mountain, and make sure you are the most beautiful child in the village."

The woodcutter picked up the little girl, kissed her on the cheek, put her into the woman's arms, and urged, "Go back quickly, don't wait here."

Seeing the two of them returning to the village in a few steps, the woodcutter had a warm smile on his face, and climbed up the mountain with a hatchet and a pole.

Yang Lin didn't move, and turned into an old pine, standing quietly under the sun, watching the woodcutter go up and down the mountain, picking out a heavy load of firewood, and wearing a colorful corolla on his head, passing by him.

His eyes lit up.

"You are the one."

He transformed from a pine tree into a woodcutter, pulled out a strand of hair, and blew it gently, and it turned into a small flying insect and flew to the woodcutter.

The woodcutter heard a slight humming in his ears, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"This sleeping bug is pretty easy to use. It's just that mortals with a little foundation in martial arts don't need to experiment with body-fixing techniques. However, it's not a problem to put it here. It's better to become a tree."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the woodcutter turned into a pine tree, motionless, rooted in the soil, and then concealed the traces of strangers, and there was nothing wrong with it.

He pretended to be a woodcutter, soaring up the mountain. At the extremely dangerous place on the top of the mountain, he picked some delicious ashes of wild peaches and wild fruits to eat, and hung them on the firewood pole when he descended the mountain.

Walking into the village, sensing the presence of Lady Onion and Xiaoying in the west of the village, Yang Lin didn't go straight back to the woodcutter's house, but went to the three children playing with pebbles in the east, and shouted in pretended annoyance: " Alas, I forgot to pick some wild flowers and weave a garland for Xiaoying, she will definitely cry when I go back."

Several children turned their heads and looked at it.

A seven or eight-year-old girl was the most courageous, her eyes lit up, she stared straight at the wild fruit on his burden, and swallowed fiercely.

"Uncle Axe, have you picked a lot of fruit? It looks delicious."

Yang Lin: "This is for Xiaoying."

Seeing the three children salivating and their eyes full of disappointment, Yang Lin smiled: "You guys, if you can pick some flowers for Uncle Ax to make a wreath from the back mountain, I'll give half of it to you, okay?" ?”

"it is good."

Seven or eight-year-old children are not afraid at all, and there are no wild animals in the back mountain. I heard from the old man that there is a monkey there, but few people have seen it.

There was a trace of temptation in Yang Lin's words, and his words made people very trustworthy. At that moment, the little girl grabbed some fruits from his burden, rubbed them on his clothes a few times, and the juice splashed from the bite, satisfied. Eyes are bent.

The other two children were not very courageous, so they took two handfuls of fruit with embarrassment.

After eating the fruit, a few children ran to the back of the mountain in a joyous manner, and they did not forget to promise: "Uncle Axe, just wait, you will be back soon."

Of course Yang Lin was waiting.

He didn't dare to move around, so he found a stone and sat down, gnawing on the sweet and slightly astringent berries, while pretending not to notice.

The Buddha's light that was suppressed in his heart made him understand that as long as something wrong is revealed at this time, the guardian on the top of the mountain may be killed like a thunderbolt.

"It's amazing. Who is this person here? Wouldn't it be a special Bodhisattva? He shouldn't let a powerful Bodhisattva be the guardian. Look at this momentum, domineering, strong, staunch and strong, especially the Fei Teng The change, the agile and pretentious breath, presumably it should be the Dragon Subduing Arhat..."

Yang Lin had heard his legends about the Dragon Subduing Arhat in many stories, and he knew that this was the head of the Eighteen Arhats, whose strength had always been underestimated. Sometimes, he could be treated as a Bodhisattva.

Maybe it's the seventh-order Golden Immortal level.

"You can't come here anymore."

Feeling the momentum like mountains and seas, Yang Lin thought to himself.

Two quarters of an hour later, the children came back. Unsurprisingly, among the bouquet of flowers in the little girl's hand, there happened to be one that was transformed by her avatar. However, Yang Lin is clear.

72 changes are all-encompassing, asking for immortals, calming the mind, healing illnesses, praying for rain... everything, of course, is indispensable, such as guiding the way, finding objects and other small skills, as long as these children agree to pick flowers, they will definitely pick this flower.

Yang Lin chuckled, distributed some delicious fruits to the children, and bid farewell to them.

Carrying the load of firewood to the woodcutter's house, weaving a corolla to make Xiao Ying happy, and then, seeing that the rope in Lady Onion's hand had been weaved neatly, she took the rope and said with a smile: "Ms. Onion, wait for me to go up the mountain again , put a lasso, maybe we can catch wild game tomorrow, and it’s also a good way to beat the tooth.”

"Go early and return early."

Lady Onion and Xiaoying leaned against the door to see them off.

Yang Lin smiled and went up the mountain again.

When he reached the place where the woodcutter Huasong was, he let out a long breath.

Only then did he feel that that gaze could no longer see him.

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the woodcutter's spell, transformed himself into a bird, and flew towards the two realms like crazy.

The interest soil is in hand.

It doesn't take much innate spiritual soil. With the innate introduction and the foundation of the five elements, you can search for several other spiritual objects with the help of the innate breath from the same source. The future is bright.

After the woodcutter woke up, he saw that his burden was gone, and there was an extra rope in his hand. He touched the hatchet and pole, wondering why he fell asleep?Could it be that I was just dreaming when I went up the mountain to cut firewood.

"It's over, it's over, Xiao Ying is in a hurry, I have to chop firewood quickly, this rope is just right for game."

He didn't feel anything wrong at all.

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Chapter 530 Monk Tracking, Fog Revealed

"Hey, someone is scheming against me, it must be that."

When Yang Lin fled far away.

A bald monk with an elegant face and a pair of eyes were staring straight at him, scanning his surroundings.

He saw the monkey lying lifeless at the entrance of the cave, his face was ashen, his eyes were lifeless, he seemed to be thinking about something, and he seemed to have lost some energy.

I also saw that a few children were picking flowers and plants not far from the monkey, preparing to weave garlands.

I also saw in the village, those who farmed the fields, those who hunted hunted, and those who chopped firewood...

Of course, what satisfied him most was the sound of scriptures and incantations from every household in the village below the mountain.

Even, the surrounding forests were peaceful, and there were few bloody incidents.

It is the village of good people, the hometown of believers...

There are as many as seven or eight such villages surrounding the Five Elements Mountain.

It can be regarded as the blessing of Buddhism, and it is not harmed by demons.

Of course, the price paid is nothing. This area has been illuminated by Buddha's light for hundreds of years.

"No, it's just a little too normal, so it's not right."

Such a normal place, where Buddha's light shines everywhere, why would someone sneak in quietly, and conspire with the monkeys down the mountain to escape?

Also, are the Buddhist stickers unsealable by ordinary people?

Especially Feng Zu personally sealed the town.

Unless it is the magic power of the direct line of Buddhism, otherwise, this land of the town cannot be obtained even if it is close.

It can be learned from the long-browed Arhat.

At the beginning, the man approached him several tens of feet away before he was discovered. During the struggle, the Buddhist stickers were uncovered without hindrance.

This is obviously a very abnormal thing.

When will a Taoist who knows the five elements of magic be able to use the extremely orthodox Buddha's light?

Could it be that there are traitors.

Or, what have you overlooked?

Arhat was stationed on the top of the mountain, every plant and tree, insects and birds, all were re-imaged in his mind, analyzed and sorted out, and his eyes suddenly changed.

"My Buddha is high above me, and I have seldom been involved in the world's sneaky schemes for a long time. Everything I am used to is not so normal. There are evil spirits hidden in the details."

He sneered, and found something abnormal.

Silently, it appeared next to the three children.

Looking thoughtfully at the bright red mountain fruit in their hands, this kind of mountain fruit is recognized by Jianglong Arhat. There are quite a few of them on the territory of Wuxing Mountain, but there are several kinds of them, most of which grow in the On some dangerous places, there are raptors and beasts guarding them, which makes people appetite when they see them.

When Arhat first came, he had eaten it himself and realized the faint aura in it.

Although it cannot be called a spiritual fruit, it is also very beneficial to the human body.

"Who gave you the fruit?"