The bodhicitta wood is perfectly integrated with the axe, and the lines on the ax head burst out with streaks of light.
Picture after picture crowded into his mind, the majestic Buddha with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, the rugged monk's head going to die with determination, the white monk's head being pinched, and the little novice monk Huiqing lowering her eyebrows and closing her eyes, pinching the beads.
These scenes entered my mind until I saw myself standing on the battlefield in the Wanggu era.
Just as he was receiving these images, the stone ax suddenly flew out of his hand and flew towards the giant man.
"鞥!"
The giant man grinned when he saw the intact axe, stretched out his hand and grabbed the ax floating in front of him.
At this moment, the ax was as one with the giant, exerting its greatest power in the giant's hands.
The lines on it also turned into secret scripts, and he learned to use the secret scripts by chopping it again and again.
He didn't stop until the turbid air was higher than the giant again.
The turbidity disappeared, the world became bright again, and the giant also saw Jian Wushuang in the distance. This time he did not rush forward, but lowered his head and touched the ax in his hand, roared at Jian Wushuang, and left.
Through everything in the forest, Jian Wushuang saw the giant man sitting cross-legged in a tree hole, and he actually closed his eyes to comprehend the lines on the axe.
"this......"
Losing the Bodhi Heart Wood is nothing, but why would the Bodhi Heart Wood actively merge with the axe, and then fly towards the giant?
All of this contained too much. Jian Wushuang thought deeply and decided to start observing the giant's every move.
The giant sat cross-legged in the tree hole. After an unknown amount of time, the turbid air sank again.
This time the giant just struck the axe, causing the turbid air to rise for a full stroke. In just a few breaths, he struck out tens of thousands of axes before he was exhausted and stopped. The turbid air also rose as high as ten thousand strokes.
The giant fell from exhaustion and continued to cross his legs to comprehend the lines. Although the lines on it were very simple for Jian Wushuang, they were just weak dao marks that emitted when his own extreme power exploded.
But even these weak Dao marks are still comparable to the ordinary Dao of Immortal Evolution.
Although the giant had no one to guide him, he could understand the lines on the axe surprisingly quickly.
The turbid air sank several times, and the giant used his ax to chop until he was exhausted.
From ten thousand axes at the beginning to a million axes at the end.
But the faster he chops, the faster the turbid air sinks.
Jian Wushuang, who observed the giant man, secretly had the answer in his heart!
As for the lines on the axe, they were originally left by him, so he naturally knows them better than anyone else.
The beginning of the pattern contains wind, and the pursuit is speed.
Therefore, every time the giant cuts the turbid air, the quantity will increase several times.
Great simplicity!
It is easy to superimpose quantity, but what is difficult is to shorten the quantity and pursue qualitative changes.
Sure enough, after reaching the realm of Million Axes, the giant began to stagnate. Fortunately, although he was honest and honest, he was not a stubborn person and began to try to understand some of the essence of Million Axes.
The turbid air sank again.
call!
The giant ax struck out for the first time, and a thick breath hit him, directly raising the turbid air a hundred feet high.
Standing in the distance, Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed. As the top Immortal, his memory is so powerful. Of course, he could see that this ax was the 3600th ax among the million axes that the giant had previously struck.
He was a little surprised when he saw this axe!
Phew! Ha! Drink!
Every time the giant man struck, the turbid air rose hundreds of feet. This time he only struck a hundred axes, which caused the turbid air to rise for thousands of battles. If he struck a million axes, the turbid air could rise to hundreds of feet.
Wan Zhan, but he didn't do that.
Putting away the ax, he returned to the tree hole again and continued to study the lines on the axe.
Jian Wushuang's figure flashed and entered the turbid air.
call!
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of turbid air.
"This turbid air is similar to fetal air. It is left after giving birth to life. But why does it stay after giving birth to life?"
Emperor Zhenwuyang, after taking that step, expanded the Great Si Territory and expanded the border into the wilderness. It can be said that the expansion has reached the limit.
Will this turbid air be the same as the situation in Da Siyu?
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed and he made a bold guess in his mind!
There is also a limit to the height to which the turbid air can rise. It will probably reach a height of 100 million tons, which is about the same. At that time, it will no longer sink, and the sky will always be clearly visible.
Nowadays, the giant's strength is probably able to raise the turbid air by tens of millions of battles, but it is still far away from the goal.
Jian Wushuang, who had no clue about the starry sky, fell into the towering forest again to observe the giant man.
When the turbid air came again, the giant did not get up this time. He just casually struck the axe, and the turbid air rose to the height of ten thousand battles.
This scene shocked Jian Wushuang!
I can't help but wonder in my heart, is this giant still a rare genius?
He couldn't help but want to accept a disciple, but when he thought about his situation, he was different from the giant now. They were both trapped in a cage, but the size was different.
After the turbid air rose for thousands of battles, the giant in the tree cave no longer took action, but continued to comprehend.
"This guy has changed his personality a lot, and he can actually resist using his full strength."
In the past, the giant would only stop when he got tired and fell down. Now it only takes one axe, and it can't even get out of the tree hole.
The giant had already fully understood the principle of simplicity in the Tao. At this time, he was not only understanding the lines on the axe, but also using the ax to create his own skills.
The giant himself didn't know when he started to transform. Maybe it was because of this axe, maybe it was his heart.
His original intention from birth may have been to resolve the turbid air.
Not only did he think of this, but Jian Wushuang also used space transformation to see the operation of the entire star and discovered its secrets.
But the giant didn't care about this. He faced his true heart and was born to resist the turbidity, so he kept fighting.
In the following years, every time the turbid air sank, it was split open by the giant in the tree hole with an ax at will. From the initial ten thousand battles to the million battles later.
On this day, the turbid air sank again, and the giant finally walked out of the tree hole with messy long hair.
Facing the turbid air, he looked calm.
His lips moved slightly, no longer roaring, but said lightly: "One."
I don't know when he actually learned to speak, which surprised Jian Wushuang!
The moment after he spoke, the ax was swung out lightly, but it was able to tear through the space.
Although this was the space of this star, Jian Wushuang was still shocked by such strength.
The ax that tore through the space passed through the sky, and the turbid air suddenly dissipated, and one ax rose to 3.6 million battles.
Then with the second axe, the turbid air rose to 9.6 million battles.
...
"eleventh!"
Every time he swung the ax, his voice got louder. When the eleventh ax struck, the turbid air rose to a hundred million blows.
Jian Wushuang knew he could do it, but he didn't expect it to be so fast!
After the turbid air rose to 100 million battles, it turned out just as he had predicted, it gradually stabilized and stopped sinking.
But the giant below frowned slightly, looking at the turbid air. Although he understood that the turbid air would not sink, the world would be bright forever, but that was not what he wanted.
What he wants is to be free and uninhibited!
He wants to completely disperse the turbid air and break out of the prison!