Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 285
"Don't be impatient, just get straight to the point." The straightforward Qin Yu became impatient.

"The legend is that if one of us can gather the natal artifacts of the leaders of the righteous and the devil, and bring them to the top of the snow mountain.

The two are fused here, and a new magic weapon regenerated will recognize him as the master.

This person or skeleton can be recognized by the small world. Once his cultivation reaches the Mahayana level or the sixth level, he can become the master of this world and command all creatures in this world.

Now, Brother Jin helped me find these two things. "The natives are radiant and full of ambition.

"Wang Hai, even if you succeed, it may be difficult to break through to the Mahayana realm in this small world with incomplete rules, right?" Jin Ziming has heard Wen Feng's story and knows the hardships involved.

"That's true, so I'm going to go out with you, and I won't come back if I don't reach the Mahayana state.

I am practicing Danyin's direct method, and my aptitude is not bad, so I should have a chance to become a true king. "Looking forward to the future, Wang Hai is full of confidence.

"Don't be so busy getting excited, the space channel can only bear Nascent Soul Daoist. When you break through to the Mahayana realm, how will you come back?" Lin Xi poured a basin of cold water.

"Hehe, the ancestors of all dynasties have long considered this issue. They thought that, holding the ruler of this world, how could it be impossible to pass through that passage?

Moreover, even if it doesn't work, you can fly into the starry sky and find this world by induction. "Wang Hai smiled triumphantly.

"Well, it makes sense." Everyone nodded.

"Let's go up the mountain." Wang Hai was full of pride.

The six people flew up and were surprised to find that this mountain is not forbidden to fly, the cold wind is biting, and snowflakes hit their faces from time to time, but the mood of the aborigines is excited and carefree.

They flew over the top of the mountain smoothly, Wang Hai looked at his companions, saw that everyone was encouraging, and swooped down without any hesitation.

When he was only two hundred feet away from the top of the mountain, the snowflakes drifting in the air gently but firmly pushed him away, preventing him from entering.

The witch reminded: "Wang Hai, try to use those two magic tools to clear the way and see if you can get in."

Wang Hai was stunned, as if he remembered something, but his body stayed in the air without moving.

"What are you dawdling about? Take it out." Tan Yu said angrily.

Wang Hai nodded, and called out the shining black umbrella and golden spear. Everyone was full of expectations, but the reckless man was thoughtful.

Wang Hai threw the two magical artifacts towards the wind and snow barrier, a sudden change occurred, the snowflakes converged, and turned into a white two-winged dragon.

This is clearly a skeleton that has been reborn with intelligence and flesh and blood, and its cultivation has reached the early stage of the fifth level. He grabbed the magic weapon and couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

"I have been here for hundreds of years, and someone actually found those two things and delivered them to me obediently, hahaha!"

When everyone heard this, they were frightened and angry, and they dared to work for a long time, making wedding dresses for others?

I couldn't help shouting angrily, even if you are a fifth-level monster, you still rushed forward with murderous intent, and tried your best to fear that the monster dragon would escape with the magic weapon.

There is a tough fighter like Jin Ziming fighting in the front, plus the assists of five powerful Nascent Souls or fourth-level demon cultivators.

The white dragon, whose sanity was only half recovered, not only failed to crush these ants, but found it extremely difficult to deal with, which made it extremely annoyed.

But thinking that the treasure has already been obtained, if you continue to entangle and attract more high-priced natives to participate in the snatching, it is really not worth the loss.

With a figure like a sword, he stabbed at the weakest Wei Ran, the latter dodged in a hurry, the dragon's figure flickered, and escaped from the gap, flapping its wings wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black spot far away.

I can vaguely hear its maniacal laughter: "I will accept the things first, and I will look for you in the future." It sounds like this is clearly a white dragon who has read books.

The few people were in a hurry and wanted to chase after them with all their strength, but Wang Hai waved his hands and said, "Let him go, those pair of magical artifacts are fake. I just cast a spell to turn the other two ordinary ones into that."

"Ah?" Except for Jin Ziming, the other four were pleasantly surprised. The reckless man had already noticed that the aura of the magic weapon was different from what he had obtained.

"Why are you so smart?" Lin Xi boasted.

"Hey, when you suggested using a weapon to break the wind and snow restriction, I remembered something my grandfather mentioned to me.

He also went up to this mountain twice to lurk, and found that there was an evil dragon squatting here.So I kept a hand, and after a try, I really attracted this guy. "

"So it is." Everyone suddenly realized.

"Let's go down quickly. It is estimated that the evil dragon will come back in a rage."

Everyone agreed, and they all descended to the top of the mountain. In the snow-covered ice and snow, there stood seven huge black stone statues.

The carvings on it are all half-length portraits, all of them wear high crowns, their looks are completely different from those of Chaoyang River System, and they don't know where they come from.

"How to fuse those two instruments?" Wei Ran asked.

Wang Hai was stunned for a while, and then said weakly, "I don't know either."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, so they had to disperse and wander around to help him find a way.

Suddenly came Lin Xi's surprised voice: "Come and see here."

The five hurried over. Lin Xi stood behind the stone statue in the middle, pointed to the stone below and said, "Look, all the stones are black, but there is some gray here."

Everyone saw that it was indeed the case, and the witch continued to preach:
"The gray part, does it look like a person sitting there, with marks on the back of the head, back, buttocks and feet?"

"Yes, yes, very similar." Wang Hai said repeatedly.

"Assuming a person is sitting here, then these two protruding parts should be where the forearm rests.

At the front is the position of the palm, each with a hollow pipe leading directly to the ground. "

"Could it be that you want me to insert two magical instruments into the tube?" Wang Hai was inspired and immediately understood.

Seeing Lin Xi smiling and not saying a word, the native jumped up and said, "Okay, let me try." The five of them dispersed to protect him and prevent the evil dragon from coming back to make trouble.

Wang Hai suppressed his excitement, sat down slowly, leaned his back against the stone statue, raised his arms, and placed them on the "handrails".

With the power of the soul, he took out the pair of magical instruments from the receiving ring, and carefully inserted them into the left and right pipes.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and waited for the favor of fate.

Visions began to appear in the sky, the wind and cloud changed, snowflakes splashed, and above Wang Hai's head, a large whirling gray-white vortex was formed.

The two magical instruments sang joyfully, flew out of the stone hole suddenly, suspended on both sides of the vortex, and burst into black and golden light respectively.

The black umbrella and golden spear began to disintegrate, gradually turning into fine particles of the same color, which were immediately sucked into the vortex.

The cyclone turned faster and faster, lightning flashed and thundered, and from time to time, electric lights penetrated into the terrifying air vent.

Extremely rich gray-white aura surged from all around, desperately blending into the cyclone, scrambling to deliver energy for the birth of the master magic weapon.

Everyone was stunned, the impact of the vortex was too great, and they had to retreat.The aborigines in the center of the storm were overwhelmed and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The vision lasted for half an hour before it subsided slowly. The color of the cyclone became lighter and its speed became slower and slower.

Finally, something was spit out from the small mouth of the "funnel" and shot at Wang Hai who was sitting upright.He couldn't help reaching out to pick it up, but found in horror that he couldn't move anymore.

In the dark, an irresistible force pressed him firmly on the seat. The aura was like the energy lent to him by the world when the aborigines encountered foreign enemies.

Seeing that the shot was about to hit him, a gentle force slapped Wang Hai's chest, making him spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The blood splashed on the black object, and it opened suddenly. It was actually an umbrella, floating in the air, releasing an astonishing charm.

Black canopy and handle, gold handle and ribs.Carved on the handle is also a half-length figure, with the same face as the one Wang Hai is leaning against.

On the umbrella surface, a golden soul lotus bloomed, Wang Hai's blood essence was absorbed by the lotus, and more than ten lifelike red stamens grew in the center.

At this moment, the whole small world suddenly stopped.All human beings, skeletons, animals, plants, and natural winds that can make sounds are still.

The ground shook, shaking three times in a row, as if celebrating the appearance of an artifact and the birth of a quasi-world lord.

Then, everything returned to its original state, as if the vision just now had never happened.But all the intelligent natives had a clear understanding in their hearts: "That magical legend has become a reality."

The magic weapon that governs this world is born, and it has a master.

The sky was completely clear, and even the snow was much smaller.The umbrella closed automatically, descended slowly, and fell into the hands of Wang Hai who had regained his freedom.

He held this fetish object, and with a thought, he found that it was connected with his blood, and it became his natal magic weapon ever since.

Through it, Wang Hai vaguely senses the pulse and breath of this world.It can sense the gray and white spirit veins, as well as the positions of those powerful skeletons and human cultivators.

He even had a feeling that once he was promoted to True Monarch, he would be able to command them.Wang Hai understood in his heart that this is the artifact that dominates this world.

In his mind, the Infinite Dao Dharma suddenly flashed, some of which were due to causes, and some of which were written by Wen Feng, all of which were the essence of their comprehension.

Many doubts in daily practice can be solved without a teacher.He directly entered the limit state of the peak of the late Nascent Soul, and as long as he absorbed enough spiritual energy, he could easily enter the realm of Dzogchen.

Wang Hai looked up, looked somewhere in the void, and said lightly: "Come out, don't hide your head and show your tail."

The two-winged dragon appeared again, baring its teeth and claws, roaring angrily: "You treacherous boy, what you gave me is actually a fake."

"Hehe, it's not for giving, it's for cheating, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me what you have, and I will let you go."

Five companions flew over to stand side by side with him, ready to defend against powerful enemies together.Wang Hai smiled slightly, threw the umbrella to him casually, and said, "You want it? Then take it."

Bailong was very surprised, and didn't dare to collect it directly.The umbrella automatically opened in the air and rotated, a thick beam of light shone on the white dragon.

Wang Hai's divine sense was connected to the ruler's magic weapon, and he silently recited "scorching sun", the dragon demon only felt that he was under the scorching sun, and the dazzling golden light made it unable to open his eyes.

(End of this chapter)