Four hundred and twentieth chapters combined into three
Zhu Jiu stood by the small lake, looking down, but saw no movement for a long time, as if there was something wonderful and strange in the lake, which attracted all his attention.
Several cultivators in the Demon Palace stood there blankly, looking at each other, and then turned to look at Zhu Jiu's shoulder, with its shining light, flowing Tao patterns, and golden eyes, the divine horse Qingpeng. They never dared to do anything deviant.
Beside this quiet lake with beautiful mountains and rivers, there was silence. Zhu Jiu didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to speak.
Suddenly, an extremely violent shouting and cursing sounded, breaking the comfort. "Damn it, let me out quickly. If you have the ability to fight, use magic to arrest us. I didn't say a word of nonsense. You can use a magical weapon." The means and locks were taken from me, but I was dissatisfied..."
These roars and curses were spoken in the language of the demon clan. To humans, they sounded like howls and roars, but the people around them were all demon cultivators and could all hear them clearly.
Immediately, a series of curses could be heard, but it was the evil dragon captured by the Demon Palace group. They were imprisoned in the conch-shaped magic weapon. They kept cursing and swearing one after another without repeating a word. It made people marvel at this. This guy is mentally ill, but his ability to curse is amazing, even better than a street shrew.
The eyes of several cultivators in the Demon Palace flashed with surprise. The dragon was installed in the Zhuantian snail. There was a lot of mist inside, which had the magical effect of reversing time and space. Therefore, it was called Zhuantian. Once you entered, you would be dizzy and even your sanity would be lost. It's no longer clear, but I didn't expect that this dragon was actually capable of transmitting sounds from inside the snail.
The curses continued for a long time and were unbearable to hear. The faces of several cultivators of the Demon Palace were unhappy, but their situation was quite embarrassing.
It should be noted that in front of Zhu Jiu at this time, it would be wrong to hold the evil dragon like this, and if he releases it like this, the dragon will be reckless and will attack immediately.
Similarly, in front of Zhu Jiu, the people in the Demon Palace were in some trouble. If they really wanted to fight, they would not dare to take action and hurt Bijiao. In this case, they would be beaten and unable to fight back.
Therefore, at this time, a few people are either letting it go or not letting it go. They really don't know how to do it in order to have both.
Benjing was thoughtful and observant, and instantly understood the situation of these people. With light steps, she came to the Demon Palace and whispered, "Let the dragon out. Don't worry, it won't attack you."
The woman at the fifth level of Demon Palace's magic power was extremely ugly. She looked very uncomfortable. A moment ago, she and others were arrogant and had the upper hand in the face of the clam spirit. In a short time, her status reversed, and in turn, It also depends on the facial expression of the clam.
The woman sighed inwardly, her face flushed with embarrassment. However, she still turned her hand, and a stream of mist quietly appeared in front of her. One of the small dragons was wrapped in the mist and appeared in front of everyone.
The scales all over the body of the dragon are shimmering with a layer of crystal luster, like a shining armor, protecting the whole body.
This layer of crystal armor exudes antiquity and majesty, and contains an aura that frightens all things.
After the dragon was released, its figure surged, and the shining armor all over its body quickly converged, finally turning into a piece of thick scales, dark green in color, with dense and overlapping patterns on the scales, shimmering, and very mysterious.
This scale was swallowed by the dragon's mouth. It turned to look at the cultivators in the Demon Palace, and suddenly became furious and said:
"Having been put into that broken magic weapon by you and others, if my ancestors hadn't handed down this piece of dragon scale armor to protect me, I would have been blinded by the mist flow, and I will be in a daze, and I will never wake up. Today I need to talk to you. You guys will fight to the death."
When the evil dragon spoke, blood gathered under his body, thunder and lightning broke out, and a killing battle was about to begin.
At this time, Clam Spirit, who was standing nearby, said in a soft voice, "Hey, look over there."
When the evil dragon was about to attack, he heard the words without thinking, and said "Look at it", and it was about to spurt out. Zhu Jiu stood quietly with his hands behind his back, with a look of contemplation on his side face.
Motionless.
The voice from the evil dragon's mouth blurted out: "Look...it looks good!" It was so anxious that it held back the word 'what a fart', then inexplicably, it blurted out 'it looks good'.
Zhang's ferocious green dragon's face held back a hint of green, making it look even more ferocious.
The evil dragon had previously been placed in a magic weapon and was unaware of changes in the outside world. Now when he looked at it, his form was clear, and he immediately understood that the cultivators in the Demon Palace had become prisoners.
Turning to look at the people in the Demon Palace, Bijiao's eyes immediately showed a bit more condescension. He felt that he was transformed from a prisoner to a cell leader in that moment. He was so pleased that he stopped thinking about taking action immediately and stabbed him.
Ci glared at the people in the Demon Palace, and then looked at Clam Jing, as if to ask what Young Master Zhu was doing. He stood there silently, and Clam Jing shook his head, looking puzzled.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Jiu's figure, which had been standing silently for a long time, finally moved.
He slowly raised his hand, and in the small lake beside him, a wisp of water was immediately absorbed, rolled upwards, flew into his palm, and formed into a drop of crystal clear water shrouded in light mist.
This drop of water, in his hand, is like a strange life form, constantly changing its appearance and form, sometimes spreading out, forming the shape of a small stream, whirling around and moving in all directions.
Suddenly, the creek swelled and turned into a long river, gushing and roaring, the water waves roaring, rubbing against the void, rumbling and roaring, shaking in all directions.
Immediately, the water of the long river changed again, and the huge waves calmed down, turning into a lake swirling in the sky. The light mist dispersed, the atmosphere was ethereal, and the light water sound accompanied it, like a fairy lake sitting in the mortal world.
The next moment, the lake water expanded silently, rising rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was transformed by Zhu Jiu with a drop of water. It first became a stream, and then turned into a lake. At this time, the tide rose again, forming a ring, overflowing infinitely, forming an ocean, flooding all directions.
meaning.
Several people from the Demon Palace, including the green dragon and the clam spirit, who were watching Zhu Jiu's practice of water skills, were all surrounded by the rapidly rising water, which was gradually becoming monstrous.
The technique developed by Zhu Jiu can turn a drop of water into the sea, and the wonderful principles are profound. It touches the true water of heaven and earth. The power of the water surges, and the circles are endless, becoming more and more powerful.
Gradually, the rushing water waves made a surging sound, slapping the void, rumbling and roaring, as if they were about to break through the shackles of the space barrier and rush into the heavens and all realms.
If no one had witnessed this scene with their own eyes, they would not have believed that the small ocean, which had grown to a few miles in size and had huge waves, could actually be created by a cultivator using a drop of water.
Several people in the Demon Palace were watching from the side, being wrapped in the ups and downs of the water. The shock in their hearts could no longer be described in words, and they were speechless.
Finally, the violent surging water waves stopped spreading and became still for a short time.
'Wow~~~' The water power returned and converged in an instant. The rushing sea tide retracted at an astonishing speed. From the wild waves in the sky, it returned to its original point. It was still a drop of water, rolling in Zhu Jiu's palm, full and ready to drip. Among them
It seems to be infinite, containing endless waves of shocking water power, as if it can fill a whole world.
Everyone didn't even notice their breathing slowing down, as if they were afraid that the breath would be a little heavy, so they let the water power channel the gods, absorb it at one point every hour, and fill the eight wastelands when it rises, and the ever-changing scene disappeared.
In his gaze, the drop of water flowing in Zhu Jiu's palm began to separate, one drop, two drops... Gradually, countless water droplets floated in the sky, and every drop was crystal clear. During the rotation, they actually followed the trajectory of the stars in the distant sky.
Operation.
This drop of water has no limits and is full of wonders.
Suddenly, Zhu Jiu shook his head, as if he was not satisfied with the change of water droplets. He closed his palm and the water droplets disappeared. He opened his hand again, and there was still one drop of water in his hand, still crystal clear, sparkling and moist.
I wish that the wonderful textures of the Tao in the nine eyes are intertwined. He stretched out his other hand, and a little green light appeared on the fingertips. The power of the wood element surged, full of vitality, and abundant wood power emerged from the fingertips.
A seed of emerald green light with wood grain.
Zhu Jiu's left and right hands hold lightly the seeds of wood and the essence of water respectively, diffusing the charm of the Tao, just like holding yin and yang, and holding the opportunity of the cycle of life and death in both hands.
The two hands that contained the secret of Dao were slowly coming together.
Crack!
When the hands are truly brought together, a sound full of vitality and the birth of a strange object is heard, and the entire island is filled with mist, as if returning to the beginning of chaos, the beginning of life, and even the vitality of heaven and earth becomes more intense.
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In the mist, Zhu Jiuyan's hand held a newly born small bud, like a small grass, full of bright green and full of vitality.
Just by looking at the buds, everyone's heart palpitated and they felt refreshed and bathed in vitality.
It looks like a young shoot of grass, with a slender main stem and two leaves growing on the stem, symmetrical from left to right. This is the Taoist Zen philosophy of having two in one life, representing yin and yang.
The whole bud is put together to form a main stem, which means chaos and nothingness, the beginning of derivation, and the transformation of Dao into one. There are two leaves of Yin and Yang Dao Er on the stem, and together they are Dao Evolution One and Yisheng Two. The stem and
When the leaves merge, the two become three, and the three manifest all things, and all things follow the sky.
This is the cycle of heaven and earth, the principle of endless movement of Tao power, and it contains infinite truth.
Almost every practitioner of Dharma knows this truth, but there are very few people who truly understand the wonders of it and can use Dharma power to perfectly interpret it and form a concrete form to explain it.
Zhu Jiu borrows a bud, fuses water and wood, and tells the true meaning of the great truth. A bud is derived from nothingness, with mysterious charm and profound wisdom, touching the ultimate secret realm of the birth of life.
After a main stem and two leaves merged into three small seedlings, the young leaves swayed slightly, stirring the Taoist machine, blooming black and yellow, and the wonderful changes continued. Suddenly there was the sound of trickling water, accompanying the swaying of the young seedlings.
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