For the great monks in the golden elixir realm who hold the fruit of perfect harmony, the slightest difference between the Tao and the Dharma is the difference between clouds and mud!
Not to mention that the elder Zong is now at the peak of his old age, but in the past the elder Zong's trembling figure, even though his energy and blood were withered, the foundation of Taoism was far superior to that of Taoist Qinghe.
Not having to worry about longevity is the advantage of Taoist Qinghe, and it is also his disadvantage in the realm of great monks.
Moreover, at this time, Zong Lao's real body made a decisive blow with anger.
On the other hand, it was just a hasty response from the incarnation of Taoist Qinghe's natal magic weapon.
On the spot, the sword light suddenly rose, but it failed to soar into the sky. Instead, it flashed and was dimmed in the wind and thunder. Then, from the Taoist figure to the treasure, and then to the nine-color jade-level altar
, all were covered under that flag, and were tossed into ashes and dust in the overlapping layers of Feng Shui Kanyu formations.
This is the overwhelming pressure of the elder Zong with his Taoist fruits and foundation!
From the beginning to the end, Taoist Qinghe could only passively endure this without any possibility of resistance.
In the distant sky, standing in the rolling sea of clouds, Mr. Zong slightly squinted his eyes and looked towards Tingchang Mountain.
There hasn't been such a move in many years.
Even though he was "oppressing" a "junior", the distant sound of wind and thunder surged again, and the Pope still felt a little of the majestic momentum that had been passed down through the years, and there was some strong and powerful thought in him.
Along with the beating of Jianggong's ventricle, it emerged from Zong Lao's Tao body which was no longer so old.
Full of emotions, full of excitement, full of complexity.
Although the tortoise has a long life, it will still have its final days; the flying snake rides on the mist and will eventually turn into ashes.
In the end, these extremely complicated ambitions finally turned into a sigh from Zong Lao.
Sighing, the elder Zong waved the black flag in his hand.
In an instant, successive seal patterns surged from the wind and thunder in the distant sky.
Therefore, the altar that reflected the nine-color spiritual light, trying to break away from the wind and thunder, and then use its own spiritual charm to go straight to Tingchang Mountain, was suddenly cut off among the layers of shining seal patterns.
Understand the connection between spiritual light and qi machine.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if he was struck by another seal pattern.
Then, the entire nine-color jade altar was wrapped in the seal pattern, and suddenly turned into a spiritual light, which was hit to the east by the elder Zong, and was about to fly straight to the outer sea.
From the beginning to the end, Tingchang Mountain was peaceful and peaceful, and Old Mother Danxia seemed to be completely unaware of it. Not to mention the Taoist charm of the great monk, she did not even look towards the wind and thunder surging near her home.
One glance.
Even in the surging wind and thunder, under the grinding of the natural force wrapped in the Feng Shui Kanyu array, large tracts of rocks were shaken into powder, and then accompanied by the roar of the earth, the powder of these rocks and the rolling
The soil is mixed together.
If it was just a resemblance earlier, then at this moment, this barren mountain wilderness has been shaped into an open-air tomb by the Feng Shui Kanyu array.
And in the midst of the rolling rocks and soil, it was Elder Zong who waved the flag in his hand for the second time.
Even though the sword energy was continuously reflected, in that moment, it could only be continuously dimmed under the suppression of the Feng Shui Kanyu Array.
In one breath, after thousands of births and deaths, finally, Taoist Qinghe's Dharma Body could no longer survive, and his solid figure was dimmed along with the dim sword light.
At the same time, the ancient wooden sword made a whining sound and was crumbling between the wind and thunder. Just when it was about to break through the air in the direction of Jianzong, it was suddenly cut off by the same force, and even
Yu Zhenqie was struck by wind and thunder, leaving large scorch marks on the wooden sword.
Immediately afterwards, amidst the endless wailing sounds, the ancient wooden sword was wrapped in the Feng Shui Kanyu array, submerged in the rolling mud and rocks, and finally, it was completely "buried" in the tomb.
Moreover, as the mud and stone piled up, the vast spiritual light hole shone to the extreme, and one after another Feng Shui Kanyu array emerged from it, and turned into a torrent of seal patterns, pouring into the mud and stone one after another, and then in the nature
Through the integration of his power, those seal patterns and the tombs here were naturally integrated together.
In the future, even if the true form of Taoist Qinghe arrives and wants to save his own magic weapon, he still needs to ask the elder about his Tao and Dharma, and whether he agrees to it or not!
And the slightest difference between Tao and Dharma is the difference between cloud and mud!
Finally, it was the black flag in Elder Zong's hand that was waved for the third time.
The violent wind and thunder gradually dissipated, and it was the final Feng Shui Kanyu magic circle that wrapped around the power of nature to continue to suppress the "Four Elephants Sword Picture" that was constantly shaking down the bright light.
And at this time, in the far sky, suddenly, a sword energy came across the sky. Suddenly, it erased without any trace the power of wind and thunder that remained in the wilderness. Then, the sword energy never left.
The newly erected tomb was pierced, but it also turned into a bright light, carrying the "Four Symbols Sword Picture" before returning.
The moment he saw the flash of sword energy, on the same spot, above the sea of clouds, Mr. Zong suddenly took a step forward.
When Elder Zong took this step, his figure was already firmly standing on the Chalcedony River!
At this time, Elder Zong's eyes looked in the direction of Jian Zong from afar.
To be more precise, he was looking at the back mountain of Jian Sect's main peak.
In the eyes of the elder Zong, among the empty mountains, rocks, grass and trees, there seemed to be a world with sword energy. In that world, the boundless sword energy rolled around, and there was only a simple and ordinary one.
The courtyard is suspended at Tianyuan. In the courtyard, there is an old man holding an iron sword, which is burning red. He puts it on the anvil and beats it continuously.
At this time, I saw Mr. Zong's looking eyes, and the old man looked back together.
In the void, four eyes faced each other, and in the ethereal illusion, the voice of Elder Zong suddenly came out.
"I'm not feeling well today. Zhu Jiansou, if you don't have anything to say today, well, you can take the sword picture and I'll follow closely behind. Then I'll kill you at the mountain gate of Ru Jian Sect. How about that?"
When he heard this, Zhu Jiansou didn't get angry, he just smiled peacefully.
"Brother Zong, please calm down. Children don't understand the world. It's enough to punish them. There's no need to demolish the ancestral hall of my Sword Sect for this matter?"
At that time, the old master of the previous generation in the Dan River Valley taught the Tao of Hua, and he was a man of all kinds. He accidentally got a pill to repair the sky and seize the Yuan Bao. Today, he gave it to his senior brother to make amends, and maybe he could have a few more years of life.
Senior brother, calm down, now is not the time to fight desperately."
At this moment, as he was speaking, the clear light of the sword returned to the courtyard of the Sword Qi Realm, carrying the "Four Symbols Sword Picture".
When Zhu Jiansou took the sword diagram, he flicked it with his fingers, and a ray of precious light was sent out.
When he looked again, above the Chalcedony River, Elder Zong stood in the air and held a palm-sized wooden box in his hands. Extremely complex emotions were constantly dancing in his turbid eyes.
"Ever since I was young, I have been annoying you disciples of the Holy Land. One or two, you always pretend to be confused while pretending to understand!"
But even though he said this, in the end, standing above the Chalcedony River, Zong Laohun did not go any further.
Facing Elder Zong's voice asking questions, in the realm where the sword energy opened, Zhu Jiansou's voice in response was no longer heard from the courtyard. For a while, there was only the crisp sound of the hammered iron sword.
——
at the same time.
Waihai, Lingfu Taoist Temple, Langxiao Mountain.
Suddenly, Chun Yuzhi, who had always been in seclusion in the ear room of the underground palace, suddenly revealed her extremely solid figure on the five-color earth altar on the top of the mountain.
Even though there was only one true spirit left in the magic sword, at this moment, Chun Yuzhi still felt a certain familiarity, the intertwining and resonance between Tao and Dharma that came from the same source.
Moreover, this interweaving and resonance has become more and more intense with the passage of a very short time.
Soon, as this situation intensified, Chun Yuzhi actually saw a little spiritual light shining in the far sky, and it was "smashing" straight towards the direction of Lingfu Dojo.
It seems that before the Tao and Dharma intertwined and resonated, the target of this spiritual light was already the Lingfu Dojo.
Swish——
And at the same time as the aura gradually approached, as the seal patterns wrapped around the aura diminished layer by layer, gradually, a nine-color aura continued to shine through it, and then, the nine-color
The true appearance of the jade-stepped altar was revealed in Chunyuzhi's sight.
In an instant, Chun Yuzhi's expression suddenly showed surprise.
As the eldest sister of Changshan, her hometown, how could Chun Yuzhi fail to recognize this nine-color jade altar, a treasure of the Talisman Array that had been raised and refined by Danxia's mother for nearly a hundred years!
What happened in Tingchang Mountain? Why did this treasure of the Talisman Array escape through the air and arrive here?
In an instant, countless confusions arose in Chun Yuzhi's mind.
But in the flash of light and stone, the Dharma Altar escaped, and because of the resonance of the Dharma, it was suspended above the dojo.
Chun Yuzhi couldn't understand, but she simply stopped thinking about it.
As if he was in a blissful state of mind, at this moment, only the intertwined and resonant Taoism itself was wandering in his mind.
Indescribable emotions emerged from Chun Yuzhi's mind at this moment.
Then it became extremely clear during the hole lighting process.
It seemed that what she saw was not the altar itself, but the opportunity for her own enlightenment.
I vaguely remember that this altar carries the Ten Thousand Dharma Talismans belonging to Tingchang Mountain.
The moment he thought of this, Chun Yuzhi raised his hand, and the familiar yet unfamiliar seals were knocked down on the altar one after another by Chun Yuzhi.
In an instant, one after another bird seal characters were illuminated on it.
The nine-color aura flourished, and immediately after, within the aura that flourished, there was pure red color, which dyed everything.
On the red altar, there is the talisman formation with hundreds of birds facing the phoenix. It is the semi-finished product that was shelved in the past after failing to attack the golden elixir realm.
In the same spot, the moment Chun Yuzhi raised his hand, the blood essence aura escaped from Langxiao Mountain.
And when Chun Yuzhi's divine form, wrapped in the blood essence aura, resolutely stepped onto the red altar with the Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix Talisman Array imprinted on it at the same time.
boom--!
That is the phoenix fire cave full of the meaning of Nirvana shining in the world!