Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 241 Advanced Ancestor
There was a loud "boom".

Ji Xiaopeng's first reaction was that the furnace was blown up, but before he had to take a closer look at the movement of the furnace, a strong force swept over him, wrapping his small body into a tube of sleeves at once.

My head was still dizzy, and I didn't realize what was going on.

A gigantic vortex of spiritual energy suddenly rose from the ground, and immediately rose to the sky.

It turned out that the loud noise just now was caused by the bombing of the meditation room!

Patriarch Qi Min in the meditation room successfully broke through the barrier in the middle stage of the tribulation, and the terrifying spiritual energy poured in, gradually pushing his cultivation level from the early stage of the tribulation to the middle stage of the tribulation.

Ji Xiaopeng was dumbfounded again, since he came to Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, he has been dumbfounded quite a lot.

Not long ago, he was frightened by Uncle An's advanced formation, but at this moment, he was startled by Qi Min's advanced formation.

Compared with the influx of Master Uncle An's spiritual energy when he entered the stage, it is nothing compared to the ancestor Du Jie's advanced stage.

The gray-black aura vortex hundreds of feet high, like a ferocious dragon, roared and swirled above the head of Qi Min, as if it communicated with the sky and the earth, making the whole person of Qi Min seem a little small.

But Patriarch Qi Min crossed his knees and closed his eyes, standing still, like a pin that stabilized the wind, firmly holding this terrifying spiritual vortex firmly in place.

Ji Xiaopeng has a robe on the left side of Patriarch Qi Gao, An Qingli has a robe on the right side of Patriarch Qi Gao, and Patriarch Qi Gao is standing above the sky, protecting the advanced Patriarch Qi Min.

As a monk advances, he is most afraid of being disturbed by others.

In the sleeve robe, An Qingli looked at the earth-shattering spiritual vortex, fisted with both hands, and his heart was surging.

This is the vast power contained in the tribulation cultivator!
So what if the sky is high, it can also shake the sky!
So what if the ground is thick, it can also move the ground!
The road ahead is broad, and if you yearn for it, you must go forward bravely and pursue it with great strides!
With blood surging, An Qingli's eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Oh, it's not allowed to drop the leaves! Don't drop the leaves!"

At the foot of the mountain, many Buddhist cultivators were so anxious that they proclaimed the Buddha's name and plucked their rosary beads.

Such a huge hurricane of spiritual energy is a great thing for the Taoist cultivator who has crossed the catastrophe, but for the Bodhi tree that has just recovered, it may be a rather catastrophic disaster.

Originally, there were not many bodhi leaves left on the bodhi tree, and if it was swept by this ferocious aura vortex, it might completely turn into a bare sacred tree.

Thinking of the scene of the sacred tree without leaves, many buddhist cultivators who are still inexperienced, couldn't help crying.

The vortex of crazy spiritual energy swept up dust and sand.

A stone rolled up by the vortex of spiritual energy, the size of a millstone, fell rapidly from the top of the mountain, smashing a meditation room on the mountainside.

Coincidentally, in the meditation room, there are just a bunch of young monks who are chanting morning lessons.

A group of young monks looked up to the sky, only to see a big hole suddenly appeared in the roof, through which the bright sky light penetrated, and before they could react too much, the falling rock hit Xiao Kongjian's knees straight .

Xiao Kong let out a cry of pain, his face turned pale.

The bright red blood flowed from the legs from the small space and spread on the ground, and there was a sound of exclamation in the meditation room.

It wasn't that Dujie Patriarch did it on purpose.

He was originally a cultivator in the early days of the Tribulation Transcendence, his soul was injured, his cultivation base fell from the Tribulation Transcendence Realm to the God Transformation Realm, and then to the Nascent Soul Realm. For outsiders.

After being in a mess for a while, I had to clean up again, sipping wine and smiling right.

Fortunately, An Qingli found the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Severing Grass, and Mu Sheng helped him make alchemy, allowing him to return to the early stage of crossing the catastrophe.

Looking at it now, that drop in cultivation might not have been a tempering of the mind.

Furthermore, because of the good seedlings guarding the sect, he came under the Bodhi tree in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple by chance, and his mind and mind were calm. Let him sit cross-legged for several days, and got this breakthrough opportunity.

The breakthrough opportunity for high-level monks is mysterious and mysterious, and it is impossible to predict when it will come.

This buddhist god who has just regained some vitality has become an opportunity for him to break through as a cultivator. The world is really unpredictable.

However, Patriarch Qi Gao, who was a little further away, was no longer surprised at this moment.

When this ancestor Qi Min was still a Yuanying monk, he had guarded the Zongmen Library Pavilion for many years, read a lot of books, and thought a lot.

And this Buddhist bodhi tree is the most calming and helpful for people to meditate, so Qi Min should have some enlightenment under the tree.

The spiritual vortex still roared like a giant dragon.

Patriarch Qi Min gradually came to his senses from selflessness, and finally realized that he had obtained a long-lost and extremely precious breakthrough opportunity, and was advancing towards the middle stage of the tribulation!

The strong wind that filled the sky made his robes rattle.

Fortunately, the quality of the clothes on his body was high, otherwise, the clothes on his body would be completely destroyed by the strong wind.

In full view, the naked Patriarch Du Jie still didn't want to be seen.

Under the vortex of spiritual power, Patriarch Qi Min slowly opened his eyes again, his eyes hid joy, but he was also wise as usual.

A huge golden "*" enchantment, like a giant eggshell, suddenly appeared on the ground.

It turned out that a few high-level Buddhist cultivators arrived suddenly when they sensed that there was a difference in the spiritual energy fluctuations here, and threw Buddhist beads to set up a barrier of flowing golden light to protect the sacred Bodhi tree that had finally returned to spring.

The Bodhi Sacred Tree has just regained some vitality, and it still uses spirit stones to continue its life every now and then. It is very fragile, but it cannot withstand such intense tossing.

The little friend who raised the tree said that this is the only thing she can do at the moment, and only when her skills are advanced can the old tree grow new buds.

In other words, the old tree that should have passed away has to be exchanged for a new seedling.

The old tree lived for thousands of years, so it should have returned to the heaven and the earth. It would be a blessing if it could be reborn before returning.

As for when new seedlings will be obtained, it is also unknown.

Everything has to wait for the little friend who raised the tree to break through.

Maybe a year or two, maybe a decade or two, or maybe a hundred years.

How much spirit stone will be consumed during this period is also unknown.

Master Huineng has gone down the mountain, walking around the downtown area with a bowl in his hand, and in just a few days, he has already exchanged thousands of top-quality spirit stones.

The terrifying spiritual vortex gradually became peaceful until it dissipated completely, and the world was quiet.

Patriarch Qi Min has successfully advanced to the middle stage of crossing the catastrophe, and his lifespan and strength have risen sharply again, which is gratifying to congratulate.

Patriarch Qi Gao, who was also in the middle of the catastrophe, sent a message back to the sect to inform him of the happy event.

The patriarch Qiu Xuanjing is the grandson of Qi Min's ancestor, and Daoist Yuan Xi is the daughter of Qi Min's ancestor, and the two couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This family does not have many people, but its strength should not be underestimated.

Several high-level Buddhist practitioners put their hands together and performed Buddhist salutes to express their sincere congratulations to Patriarch Qi Min.

The Taoist sect helped the Buddhist sect to raise trees, and the Buddhist sect helped two monks to overcome the calamity, especially a monk who crossed the catastrophe to advance. There is a great good relationship between each other.

Xiao Kongjian, whose leg bones were smashed by falling rocks, has been sent to his master.

(End of this chapter)