As soon as Feng Jinghong read the "Tao Jing of Immortality", the vast and distant nine-character heavenly voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Pro!"
"Soldiers!"
"fight!"
"By!"
"all!"
"Array!"
"List!"
"exist!"
"forward!"
The nine-character heavenly sound kept echoing in Feng Jinghong's mind. The golden elixir in the portal of the soul palace rotated faster. The five-element tree in the middle dantian also began to rotate around the dao fruit.
The Tai Chi diagram began to rotate as the golden elixir spun faster.
In an instant, the three Dantians rotated around the clear light from top to bottom at the same time. With each turn, the Tai Chi Diagram, the Five Elements Tree, and the Soul Mansion were solidified.
"The classic is indeed the supreme method of cultivation. The four-step "Tao Sutra of Immortality" that is integrated into one actually has such an effect. Once it is in operation, it can simultaneously practice the three Dantians, the Trinity, Qi, Dharma, and Shen, and even the Dao Lun Yin.
Echo can avoid the interference of external demons, but it is too difficult to comprehend, but if not, it cannot be called a Taoist scripture!"
Once the "Tao Jing of Immortality" was put into operation, Feng Jinghong immediately understood what the golden elixir hidden in the soul palace was. He was right. The golden elixir as big as a soybean in the soul palace was the result of practicing "Qingxin Jue"
Transformed by that clear current.
"I didn't expect that I, Feng Jinghong, would actually condense my spirit into a golden elixir. I don't know what will happen in the future. But since it is a wonderful method of Taoism, I think it must be different. This way, I don't have to distract myself from practicing the number method and specialize in "Longevity".
"Tao Jing" can form an elixir and transform into a baby, and the days of my revenge will be greatly shortened!"
Now that he knew that the golden beads in the soul palace were golden elixirs, Feng Jinghong didn't hesitate anymore and immediately woke up from his trance, wanting to see if he could escape from this strange cauldron.
Feng Jinghong woke up from trance, immediately held the Demon Sword in her hand, and activated the golden elixir in her ancestral orifice.
Once the golden elixir was activated, a few wisps of subtle spirit escaped from Feng Jinghong's ancestral orifice and probed towards the cauldron wall.
"Is this the divine consciousness that only real people in the Nascent Soul stage have?"
Feng Jinghong was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the golden elixir formed in the ancestral orifice could actually allow him to refine his spiritual consciousness during the foundation building stage. In this way, he was the only one with the magic weapon and could exert some of his power.
Suppressing the ecstasy in her heart, Feng Jinghong immediately controlled a few strands of consciousness to explore along the cauldron wall.
"Haha... I found it, and it's here! No wonder it requires Golden Core cultivation. The lid of this strange cauldron is actually the Moon-Eating Heavenly Toad, and it is a Moon-Eating Heavenly Toad with the strength of the Golden Core stage!
"
Feng Jinghong used his spiritual consciousness to explore the strange cauldron all over, and finally focused his attention on the cover of the strange cauldron. What he didn't expect was that the cover of the strange cauldron was actually owned by the Moon-Eating Heavenly Toad with the strength of the Golden Core Stage.
change.
"Now that I have spiritual consciousness, this puppet-like Moon-Eating Toad will definitely not dare to trap me any longer. Let me try to probe it with my spiritual consciousness."
Upon thinking of this, Feng Jinghong immediately extended his consciousness to the lid of the strange cauldron.
Boom!
As soon as Feng Jinghong's consciousness touched the cauldron lid, the originally closed cauldron lid suddenly bounced up as if it had been frightened.
"Haha, it's true. This divine consciousness can not only control magic weapons, but can also be used to bluff people. It's really useful!"
Seeing the lid of the cauldron open, Feng Jinghong immediately stood up from the bottom of the cauldron and jumped out of the strange cauldron.
Lake of blood!
A blood lake the size of a hundred feet!
Feng Jinghong stopped in mid-air and looked at the blood lake in front of her in surprise.
"Ahem..."
A slight cough came from below, the sound was very thin and vague.
Feng Jinghong followed the sound and saw a charred figure hanging on the three-foot-tall strange cauldron. He was thin and squirming from time to time.
"It's you?"
Feng Jinghong looked at it for a long time, then suddenly asked in surprise.
It turned out that the thin, charred figure was the sick boy.
"Yes, boy, it's me. If you save me, I will give you this magic tripod as a thank you gift!"
The sick boy struggled to get up, sat on the tripod, and spoke with difficulty.
"Save you? Don't you want to kill me? Do you want me to save you?"
Feng Jinghong smiled coldly, controlled the Demon Sword, and was about to stab the sick boy.
"Boy, you can't kill me. This is the Nine Nether Sea of Blood, the last level of the Nine Nether Prison. If you kill me, you will only die!"
The sick boy suddenly screamed sharply when he saw the lake of blood under the giant cauldron.
"Nine Nether Sea of Blood? The last floor? The ninth floor? Haha, yes, this is where I want to come. Only after I kill you can I leave here! Suffer death, old ghost!"
Ding!
With a crisp sound, the Demon Sword hit the giant cauldron. Feng Jinghong felt a pain in her head and felt like she was stabbed by something!
"Impossible, how is this possible! How can you be recognized by the Demon Cauldron with your cultivation level!"
When the sick boy saw Feng Jinghong's sword stabbing him, he tried hard to control the giant cauldron to avoid it. What he didn't expect was that the link between him and the devil cauldron was actually broken, and the devil cauldron was not immune to him.
After taking control, he struggled to twist his body to avoid the Demon Sword and screamed in shock.
"What acknowledgment from the Devil's Cauldron, old ghost, no matter how sweet you talk today, you can't escape the fate of death. Come and die!"
Just when Feng Jinghong was about to use his infinite calamity fingers to completely kill the sick boy, the calm blood lake suddenly made a gurgle, gurgle sound.
Seeing this scene, the sick boy screamed in horror again, his narrow eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
"Click..."
"Click..."
A skeleton slowly emerged from the boiling blood lake. It opened and closed its mouth, making a piercing sound, and walked towards Feng Jinghong, stepping on the bloody water.
Skeleton?
A skeleton in human skin?
Feng Jinghong was also stunned. When he saw the skeleton waving his palm to attack him, he calmed down and immediately shouted: "Senior, is the Evil Emperor Yi Yuan? I am here on the orders of Yi Zhongtian, the Lord of Chongbei County.
Senior, I have a question to ask!"
While explaining, Feng Jinghong took out the things Yi Zhongtian gave him from the storage ring and threw them towards the skeleton.
"Hehe... Boy, don't waste your time. The Lord of Chongbei County and Yi Zhongtian will all die in front of the Blood Sea Evil Emperor. I want to die, and you will die too, and you will die miserably, bleeding out of blood."
……Ha ha ha ha……"
The sick boy suddenly smiled strangely, slapped his heavenly spirit with a palm, and killed himself before the withered claws of the skeleton could get close to him. His thin figure softened, and he was about to fall into the lake of blood.
"Sick fellow, don't dirty my blood pool, stay away from me..."
The skeleton grabbed the body of the sick boy and threw it into the sky.
"Senior, you can speak? That's great. City Lord Yi has asked me to ask senior for advice on how to control the dragon in ninety-five years with the honor of the emperor!"
"The honor of the emperor controls the dragon in ninety-five years?"
"Exactly!"
"The emperor's honor, ninety-five years to control the dragon? The emperor's honor, ninety-five years to control the dragon? Hahahaha..."
The skeleton kept repeating the words "Honor of the Emperor, ninety-five years to control the dragon", the voice became louder and louder, and in the end he laughed miserably, causing the blood lake that had just calmed down to surge again.
"Senior? Do you have anything to say to Lord Yi?"
Seeing the skeleton laughing wildly, Feng Jinghong felt a little uneasy in her heart and asked cautiously.
"City Lord Yi? Emperor? Ninety-five? Hahahaha... Boy, you shouldn't have come, you shouldn't have disturbed me, and you shouldn't have asked this question! So, if you want to die, you must die!"
The skeleton suddenly stopped laughing, and with a move of his left hand, a blood dragon suddenly flew out of the blood lake and rushed towards Feng Jinghong.
Seeing this situation, Feng Jinghong immediately activated the "Tao Jing of Immortality", held the Demon Sword in his hand, and was about to resist!
"Alas, the old monk will finally come to this sea of blood to experience it!"
A sigh sounded around Feng Jinghong, and an old and helpless voice echoed leisurely above the blood lake.
Feng Jinghong was excited and immediately raised her head and looked around.
Just as the old voice fell, the storage ring on Feng Jinghong's hand suddenly opened automatically, and things flew out one after another.
Buddha picture?
The things flying out of the storage ring turned out to be tattered pictures, which were exactly the nine Buddhist pictures that Feng Jinghong bought back in Yueluo City!
"Pro!"
"Soldiers!"
"fight!"
"By!"
"all!"
"Array!"
"List!"
"exist!"
"forward!"
When the blood lake at the foot of the skeleton saw the Buddha picture appear, it instantly glowed with blood.
But those nine Buddha pictures emitted various golden lights of Buddhism, and in each of them there was a peaceful Buddha. His hands were respectively formed with the Cobalt Seal, the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, the Outer Lion Seal, the Inner Lion Seal, the Outer Bound Seal, the Inner Bound Seal, and the Wisdom Fist.
Seal, Sun Wheel Seal and Aquarius Seal, shouting loudly from the mouth.
The nine great magic seals descended with the sound and landed on the blood lake, fighting endlessly with the blood dragon.
On this unknown sea of blood, Feng Jinghong watched the boundless Buddha's light and the blood dragon fighting for three days and three nights. She not only saw the power of Buddhism, but also marveled at the power of the blood light!
"Bald Donkey, do you dare to hinder this emperor's good deeds?"
The skeleton standing on the other side of the blood dragon suddenly shouted loudly, his hands fell off his body, and he quickly shot towards the Buddha.
The Buddha's light in the nine Buddha pictures is more prosperous, and the nine Buddhas among them are also more clearly visible.
I saw one of the Buddhas walking out of the golden light, shaking his head and sighing, and suddenly let out a loud shout like a yellow bell, and the nine Buddha pictures shook and joined together.
"The nine pictures are integrated into one, the true words should be preached; the golden body of the Dharma, the merits are complete!"
At the moment when the nine Buddhist pictures merged into one, an old monk appeared out of thin air above the boundless sea of blood.
I saw him looking haggard and with a yellow complexion.
But as he drank the nine-character mantra one after another, and the nine Dharma seals on his hands were connected one after another, his body slowly swelled as if inflated. His whole body shone with golden light, his face was peaceful, his Buddha ears drooped, and he sat down and released the nine-grade golden lotus.
Endless Buddha light!
"The so-called 'Buddha Crossing is destined', today it is because of you that I came to this Nine Nether Sea of Blood, but it is also because of your opportunity that the old monk was able to escape death and realize enlightenment!"
The huge Buddha said kindly to Feng Jinghong, and knocked back the two withered arms of the skeleton with one palm.
"There is demonic energy accumulated in your body in your past life. The old monk can't bear to see you fall into the devil's path. Now I will teach you the nine-character mantra. I hope you practice diligently so that you can resolve the demonic energy as soon as possible and embark on the path of cultivation!"
Without waiting for Feng Jinghong's consent, the Buddha's finger gently touched Feng Jinghong's head, and the practice of the nine-character mantra was deeply imprinted in Feng Jinghong's mind.