Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 127 Three hundred and sixty-five ways of mana Dzogchen

A rune flew into the air, trembling very naturally, the energy of the surrounding world swarmed towards the rune.

In just a short while, Zhao Wen had already reached the limit that Zhao Wen could control mentally, and the runes then slowly descended, falling straight into Zhao Wen's upper dantian.

Zhao Wen only felt like a thunderbolt falling in the upper dantian, which he couldn't sense at all, and it became clear instantly. The energy flowing into the upper dantian, the internal force in the lower dantian, and the cells since practicing these days accumulated energy.

At this moment, they all flowed rapidly towards the upper dantian.

Spirit, internal force, qi and blood are all gathered in the runes in the upper dantian, and a sense of completeness instantly appeared in Zhao Wen's heart.

The rune fluctuated slowly, and a ray of unusually pure mana had drifted out from the rune, swimming in the upper dantian.

With the help of this ray of mana, I seem to be able to control everything, and the feeling of being so strong that I can do whatever I want in the world arises spontaneously, but I am instantly suppressed by Zhao Wen.

Looking at Zhao Wen who was already immersed in concentration, the look of anticipation on Uncle Jiu's face flashed away.

Now that the world is at the end of the law, it is extremely difficult to cultivate. The junior brother in front of him has polished to the limit in the step of refining and transforming qi. Compared with himself, he must be able to lay a better foundation, but he is still not sure whether the junior brother can fully cultivate the foundation.

He can call himself a Taoist priest to the outside world, but he never dares to call himself a cultivator. The biggest reason is that under the end of the world, the environment has made it impossible for people to complete the step of foundation building.

Building a foundation is the first step in the introduction of cultivation. How dare you call yourself a cultivator if you haven't even completed the first step.

He has no possibility of any breakthrough now, but he hopes that the junior in front of him can break through this limit, and pass on the Maoshan sect in this time of demise.

Strand after strand of mana continuously floated out of the rune. When the [-]th ray of mana floated out, the rune drawn purely by the spirit shook slightly and dissipated in the upper dantian, and Zhao Wen also Gently open your eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a face stretched out straight forward, he jumped up and took a step back, Zhao Wen asked strangely: "Brother, what's the matter, is there something wrong with my cultivation? "

"How much magic power did Junior Brother condense this time?" Uncle Jiu's voice was full of doubts and even a little unbelievable.

"Three hundred and sixty-five wisps!" Zhao Wen's voice was full of confidence and arrogance. Before the foundation was established, the three hundred and sixty-five mana powers were the limit, and there was no more than one point. This is already complete.

However, Zhao Wen secretly lamented the dominance of Maoshan Kungfu. The spiritual runes flew into the sky, absorbing all the energy and vitality around them like a plunder.

Although this world has entered the end of heaven and earth, some energy of heaven and earth can still be sensed in Yizhuang, but now, even though it has been a while since I have finished my cultivation, I still feel that the sky and earth are empty.

From this point alone, one can think of the dominance of this cultivation technique.

Even Zhao Wen didn't know how to gather in one place when there were more disciples practicing this technique.

"Three hundred and sixty-five strands, hahaha, the ancestors bless you!"

He rushed to the main hall at the fastest speed, made a big gift to the enshrined portrait, then carefully lifted the portrait, took out a small box from the back, and then hurried back and handed it to Zhao Wendao: "Open this box!"

Zhao Wen took it and lifted it vigorously, the box didn't move at all, and looked at Uncle Jiu strangely. He didn't think that Uncle Jiu's character would joke with him.

"Pour all your mana into the box to open it!"

During the thought movement, the mana had already swam around in the box, and then slowly opened it with a "click", and a jade slip lay quietly in the box.

"My Maoshan cultivator can break through the foundation building realm when he cultivates thirty-six levels of mana. Of course, there are also some seniors who will break through the foundation establishment when they have seventy-two mana or one hundred and eight mana. Only the most talented geniuses, Only then will I practice until the Dzogchen of the three hundred and sixty-five levels of mana!"

Uncle Jiu's voice was full of envy that could not be concealed. Because he encountered the end of the world and his aptitude was not outstanding enough, he hadn't even cultivated enough in the thirty-six ways of mana, and he couldn't even be regarded as a cultivator.

However, this is not his problem alone, but the current environment of heaven and earth cannot allow people to break through. In the entire generation of Sanshan Talismans, there is not a single foundation-establishing disciple. This is to send all the disciples down the mountain. The biggest reason to stay in the vein.

"However, since the seniors of the Taoist sect predicted the end of the world, the cultivation environment has changed day by day. Over the past hundred years, not to mention the establishment of the foundation of [-] mana powers, even the thirty-six mana powers have been established. It is extremely difficult for the Foundation Establishment to appear!"

"I don't have the skills to break through the foundation-building realm, but when the seniors of the Japanese sect sent us disciples down the mountain, each of us gave a jade slip. Only when the disciples cultivated enough to build a foundation can they learn from the jade slips by themselves From the follow-up cultivation method, this is also the number one treasure of my lineage!"

Three hundred and sixty-five ways of mana penetrated into the jade slip, and a lot of content was imprinted on Zhao Wen's mind instantly. His fingers made a handprint very naturally, and the mana originally wandering in the upper dantian instantly dispersed and entered the whole body. In various acupuncture points.

Three hundred and sixty-five ways of mana, three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points, a perfect Tao rhyme appeared on Zhao Wen very naturally.

Carefully putting the jade slip in his hand into the stone gate, Zhao Wen respectfully bowed to Uncle Jiu and said, "Thank you for your support, senior brother!"

Zhao Wen was not too surprised that he was able to practice three hundred and sixty-five strands of perfection at one time. He was far ahead of him in the step of refining and transforming qi. It's just that the internal energy consumed on him along the way may not be enough. There are nearly ten thousand years.

The internal energy of each year is the energy of heaven and earth that a person has worked hard to absorb and refine for a year. How can it be ineffective if so much is accumulated on him.

But he was still grateful to Uncle Jiu. Although he said he wanted to continue his sect to survive the end of the Dharma, after meeting him, he told him everything he knew without reservation.

It was precisely because of his trust in Uncle Jiu's character that he was able to devote himself fully to it. With just one practice, he cultivated himself to the limit before foundation establishment.

"Junior Brother is leaving!" Uncle Nine had a clear expression on his face. Although he was a little bit reluctant, he was more pleased.

When the seniors in the sect practiced to the limit when they were young, they would leave the sect to find their own opportunities to break through the foundation-building realm, but now, as a junior, he has cultivated to the limit!

(End of this chapter)