high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 186 I'm Done

A faint flame light illuminates the upper and lower sky, and it is bursting with immeasurable great brilliance, resplendent in the void, but it seems to have no color, even the flame light is chaotic, gloomy and dark.

Unfathomable, difficult to determine.

The flame was burning silently, as if it had already been extinguished.

Even just looking at it, from a distance, Bai Shu's mind sank suddenly.

In the Niwan Palace, the primordial spirit stopped for a while, and suddenly, on the surface of the small golden body, a flame of light gradually emerged.

It was blue or pitch-black fire, it seemed to be mixed with thousands of colors, and it was like an illusory mass with no shape or color.

Changchun Gong, Fengleibu, Fuhuquan, Dakaibeishou...

All kinds of martial arts in the past flashed in his mind, and countless thoughts were being divided into Yuanshen villains one by one, practicing martial arts in the Niwan Palace.

A mass of fresh air soared upwards, deriving plants, trees, insects and fish, and various waterfalls hung, and Mori Island stayed in the air.

Surrounded by wind and thunder, the blurred figure whose face could not be seen clearly moved eastward and westward, and with a slight sway, it brought out a series of loud noises, accompanied by overlapping shadows.

A sky tablet exploded with a bang, extremely domineering and masculine, the mountain-sized tiger's head drooped down, casting a gloomy shadow on the ground.

Under the blaze, Baishu Primordial Spirit closed his eyes slightly, with a half smile on his face.

Thoughts collided one after another, intertwined with splendid sparks, and as thoughts continued to arise and die, Bai Shu felt that he had grasped something faintly.

The majestic idol as high as the sky, the red-scaled fire dragon dormant in Jiuyuan, the five-colored peacock, the majestic golden body of King Ming, and the erratic God of Music.

There is a majestic existence composed of darkness, with a free and boundless body surface, which seems to contain the wisdom of all living beings; there is an infinite sword light, which seems to split Yin and Yang, and cut off billions of invisible things; There are pure and wonderful gods in seven colors of red, white, yellow and black, and there is also a great Asura king with one face and three eyes holding the axis of the sky...

As the auras of thoughts collided and died, and the thoughts kept turning, the expression on Bai Shu's face was changing, with joy, doubt, and shock.

In the end, all of this slowly returned to calm.

Bai Shu's face was calm, but at this moment, there was neither sadness nor joy.

A few steps away from Baishu, the middle-aged monk looked at him silently, but in the end, he just let out an old sigh.

"If you want to prove the supreme path of Bodhi, how can you keep personal feelings in your heart?"

The middle-aged monk was silent for a long time, and laughed at himself:

"Perhaps, you don't want to prove the supreme Bodhi. You are so stupid that you ruined your future because of a woman. Really..."

Guanghui sighed again, but stopped talking.

The two sat facing each other like this, and the huge hall suddenly fell silent.

Just like hundreds of years ago, two monks, one big and one small, were chanting scriptures in the meditation room, and the young one was always secretly distracted, which caused the big monk to glare at him.

At that time, the cultivation level of the young monk had surpassed that of the younger generation, and even the cultivation level of the great monk was far behind him.

At that time, Guanghui was sincere and wanted to make Wuming a Buddha.

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Thoughts in his mind were constantly colliding and colliding, and when they were densely packed like rain, Bai Shu, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened them.

Guanghui had already left, and she was the only one left in the huge Huaqing Palace.

He raised his head, and at some point in the palm of his hand, he actually held a simple green lantern.

The flames were empty, illuminating every inch of ripples in Baishu's heart lake, he took a deep breath, and suppressed the turbulent thoughts.

At this moment, on the property panel, everything has changed.

His spirit stretched out, all kinds of exercises since he first learned martial arts, those that were previously hidden because of his cultivation to perfection.

At this moment, everything has changed.

【Name】: Baizhu.

[Martial arts]: "Miao Yuan Changchun Kungfu" is a small achievement. "Wind and Thunder Little Escape" Xiaocheng. "Wei De Zheng Fist" Xiaocheng. "Big Broken Jade Hand" Xiaocheng.

"Big Peacock Fist" was completed. "The Golden Body of King Long Shiming" is a great achievement. "Lion Walk" Xiaocheng. "Gandharva Glazed Curse" has a small success.

"Freedom of Human Awakening" has not been introduced (25%). "Purple Pure Heaven and Human Body" has not been started (21%).

"Pozhi Asura King Visualization Sutra" (Shisheng Asura: Xiaocheng).

"The Sutra of Using the Sword of the Fetal God"——(Yao Lingjian: Consummation; Baichilou: Dacheng.)

"Red Dragon Heart Sutra" the third realm of Yang Talisman (the third level - the true Talisman of the Way).

[Attribute value]: 21.

The Lion Step and the Gandharva Glazed Curse, which were originally only at the entry level, have leapt to Xiaocheng with the double promotion of the Golden Bell and the Mira Lantern.

The Human Jue Sutra and the Celestial Human Body, which have not been moving for a long time, have also increased by a full 15% and 14% respectively.

Looking at this scene, his hands trembled unconsciously, and it was hard to restrain himself.

Finally, the way forward is hopeful...

This is only a realization of Mi Luo Deng, and now, this important treasure is held in his own hands.

In my lifetime, I can finally cultivate these two great supernatural powers.

I am done!

This trip to Qingli Palace really paid off!

Bai Shu settled down and continued to look at the attribute panel.

Except for Ashura and Sword Scripture, everything on the attribute panel has changed.

But even Ashura and Jianjing have changed a lot compared to the previous situation.

From the Asura Xiaocheng of Wetborn to Dacheng of Wetborn, the originally required 7600 attribute points have also dropped to 4300 points.

As for the newly refined flying sword - Baichilou, the original 6500 points required to refine it from Dacheng to Consummation have also been reduced to 3200 points.

Under the illumination of that simple blue lantern, the door of Vientiane finally opened with a bang!

It's just that when Bai Shu set his sights on "Miao Yuan Chang Chun Gong" and "Wind and Thunder Little Escape" produced by Xinsheng, he couldn't help but feel a little weird.

These new martial arts are nothing more than variants of Changchun Gong and Fengleibu, all of which are what Bai Shu learned before.

Unexpectedly, with the help of Mi Luo Deng, he could also create a new martial arts technique.

Bai Shu was speechless for a while, looking at the faintly burning flame in his hand, he was stunned for a long time, and fell silent for a while.

It stands to reason that such a rare and heavy weapon like the Miluo lamp is extremely difficult to grasp with the cultivation base of Yang Talisman, let alone such a commanding hand.

The original plan was to ask Master Wuhuai to do one or two sacrifices for him after he returned to Fengshan.

Just didn't expect...

With a flip of Bai Shu's palm, the quaint blue lantern was taken into the Niwan Palace.

The Yuanshen villain held the fireworks, and a layer of dim and uncertain light covered his whole body.

A strange sense of familiarity, so handy.

Just like he used to hold the green lantern, day after day. ,

"That is your magic weapon, a heavy weapon you got from a relic."

When Bai Shu was confused, Guang Hui's voice suddenly sounded.

The void is like a curtain, gently pushed aside by someone, revealing the darkness within.

The middle-aged monk with a dull complexion stepped out of the vacuum passage lightly, and said to Bai Shu:

"After you passed away, the Miluo Lantern was rewarded by the master to Lord Qingli. This time, it can be regarded as returning to the original owner."

"Have you ever heard a story?"

The middle-aged monk stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sighed, and said to Bai Shu.

(End of this chapter)