"I thought the benefactor was here for the magic crystal!" The old abbot smiled awkwardly, and then asked, "My disciple said you were looking for me, what do you mean?"
"I want to know the whereabouts of the skills on the sixth level of the Brahma Sacred Skills." Ye Xiong said directly.
"Has the donor practiced this technique?" the abbot asked.
"I have cultivated to the fifth level, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find the sixth level. It seems to have been lost. Later, I asked for a long time before I asked you, Abbot, is this the Brahma Sect?" Ye Xiong said nervously
ask.
He has spent a lot of time looking for the remaining "Brahma Sacred Art". It can be said that this is his last hope. If he can't find it here, he really can't think of where else to look for it.
Ye Wentian is currently grabbing the magic crystal. With his strength and cunning, Ye Xiong guesses that he can get at least one dragon crystal. If he is allowed to refine the magic crystal, he will most likely enter the middle stage of virtual refining first.
It will be very difficult for me to win against him again.
"Brahma Sacred Gong" is his only hope, and as the blind monk said, it is his own path, not Ye Wentian's path.
"It's true that this is the Brahma Sect, but I've spent my whole life looking for the six-level exercises you mentioned, but there's no news," the abbot said.
"What about the fifth floor? Should you have a fifth floor here?" Ye Xiong asked urgently.
"Of course I have it here on the fifth floor, and you have it too, but it's useless!"
Ye Xiong was a little surprised. This old monk was in tatters and smelled all over his body. People who didn't know it thought he was a beggar. He didn't expect that he could actually reach the fifth level of "Brahma Sacred Technique" like him.
layer.
The strength of someone who can cultivate to the fifth level is definitely not simple. Ye Xiong guessed that this person's strength is probably higher than his own.
There is no vitality fluctuation in the opponent's body, and he doesn't know whether he used a magic weapon to hide himself, or a magical power to hide him. Or, his cultivation level is far higher than his own, and he can restrain his aura, making himself completely unaware of it.
"Abbott, you just said that you have been searching all your life and still haven't found the sixth level of the Brahma Sacred Art. Can you tell me how you found it? Are there any clues that have been passed down from the past?" Ye
Xiong asked.
"If you learn the fifth level of the Brahma Sacred Technique, you will be eligible to get clues, but you must prove that you have learned it," the abbot said.
Ye Xiong nodded and began to perform the "Brahma Sacred Technique". Immediately, his body became radiant, and a golden dharma image formed on his head. On top of the dharma image, stars dotted, forming a halo. It was the third chapter of the "Brahma Sacred Technique".
The fifth level is the Holy Body of Nirvana that can greatly increase combat power.
"It's a very pure skill." The old abbot nodded, very satisfied, and said, "Please follow me."
Ye Xiong followed him and came to the dilapidated Buddha statue above the hall. Then he pointed at the two rusty pillars in front of the Buddha statue and said, "Did you see the words on it?"
"I've seen it a long time ago and I always thought it was strange."
There is a line of words written on each of the two pillars.
Left: Sourceless Water.
On the right: a tree without roots.
This is an idiom. Ye Xiong understands the meaning in the sentence. It refers to water without a source and a tree without roots, which is a metaphor for things without a foundation.
It is obviously inappropriate for such a sentence to appear in the most conspicuous place in the hall of a Buddhist temple.
Could it be that you are telling others that coming to pray to Buddha is inherently illusory and unrealistic?
No wonder the incense in this Buddhist temple is so bad. These two sentences scared the pilgrims away.
"These eight words are the inheritance left by the previous generation. It is said that as long as you find the rootless foundation and the water without origin, you can find the remaining "Brahma Sacred Techniques"."
"Tree without roots, water without source, there is no such thing in this world, how can you find it?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"I've been looking for it, but I haven't been able to find it for thousands of years." The abbot laughed and said, "Don't worry, take your time, it's so easy to find, and the Brahma Saint Gate will not fall into this situation.
Already."
The practice of "Brahma Sacred Technique" is inherently very demanding. It takes time to gain enlightenment and absorb the vitality of the earth. Now we still have to search for the sixth level and above. Here are just these eight words. In the vast universe, how can we find it with these eight words?
ah?
"Abbott, after searching for so many years, you must have some insights and insights, right?" Ye Xiong asked a little discouraged.
The old abbot spent so much time searching but could not find it. Ye Xiong originally wanted to use the "Brahma Sacred Technique" to break through, but now it seems that this method will not work!
"In the past few thousand years, I have traveled all over the world of cultivation, even to the Elf Island, but I can't find these two things."
"Could it be that these so-called rootsless trees and sourceless water are not wood and water at all, but something else?" Ye Xiong asked.
"The old monk has thought about it before, but he has never been able to figure it out." The old abbot shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Think about it carefully, I will go and rest for a while."
After saying that, the abbot left.
Ye Xiong stood next to two stone pillars, walking around them and looking at them carefully to see if there were any other discoveries.
He even used his Dharma Eyes to penetrate the pillars, but still couldn't find any clues.
After thinking to no avail, he had to give up temporarily.
Back in the room, Ye Xiong passed by the abbot's wing and found the abbot's door open.
He walked in and was shocked when he saw the scene inside the room.
Inside the room, the walls on both sides were covered with maps. All the maps were marked with red dots, large and small.
Some are marked with larger red dots, and some are marked with smaller red dots, which are densely packed and dazzling.
"This is a map of the six realms of the True Immortal Realm. The places marked with big red dots are where I have searched in detail..." the abbot explained.
Looking at the signs on the map, Ye Xiong couldn't help but sigh.
The True Immortal Realm is so vast. It would take so much time and so much energy to walk through and search all the places.
Hasn't he ever thought that maybe this eight-character mantra doesn't represent wood and water at all?
Some people spend their whole lives trying to figure out what is wrong with them. If they do this, it is no different than looking for a needle in a haystack.
Ye Xiong felt that he would never be like the abbot, who had no direction to look for. He had to at least understand what these eight words meant.
Ye Xiong returned to the room and lay on the bed. Thinking of Luo Yuemei's death, his heart ached again.
He couldn't help but take out the vial of Nether's vitality to communicate.
He wanted to ask clearly whether the seven-headed demon dragon was released by Ye Wentian. If it was confirmed, he must take revenge.
It took a long time for the water mirror to be connected, and Nether's haggard face appeared there.
"You Ming, there is something I want to ask you. I hope you can come back truthfully." Ye Xiong got straight to the point and said seriously: "The seven-headed demon dragon, was it released by Ye Wentian?"