Journey to the West

Chapter 820 Three Flowers Gathering on the Top, Da Luo Jinxian

It took Ye Xuecheng 400 years of hard work to finally completely subdue the Demon King Napeng. As for this tough guy, Ye Xuecheng decided to imprison him for a hundred years and did not kill him. It was already Ye Xuecheng who saw that his cultivation was not easy and his sin karma was not much. It is a pity to kill him. reason!

After spending a hundred years, Ye Xuecheng not only trained the foodie Peng Demon King, but also refined the medicinal power of flat peaches, and finally rushed to Taiyi Golden Immortal Dzogchen, which was nearly 50 years longer than he expected. This shows how difficult it is to practice!

If Ye Xuecheng hadn't secretly picked more than 1000 9000-year-old flat peaches, how could it be so easy!

On this day, Ye Xuecheng seemed to see countless avenues across the sky, all over the sky and the earth!

He suddenly understood that the opportunity to break through Da Luo Jinxian finally came!

After breaking through the Great Perfection of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, after sitting for 300 years, the opportunity to break through finally came!

The Dao is manifested, take the opportunity to comprehend the laws of the Dao, and become a Da Luo Jinxian!

Ye Xuecheng's three primordial spirits flew out from the top of his head and entered a road respectively!
This is his advantage. Under normal circumstances, each person has only one primordial spirit, and he can only comprehend a kind of expert and close Dao law when he breaks through the Daluo Jinxian.

Ye Xuecheng, on the other hand, has three primordial spirits, and can take the opportunity to choose three avenues.

In this way, Ye Xuecheng has surpassed most of the big Luo Jinxian powerhouses!
The avenue Ye Xuecheng chose is of course the avenue of sword, the avenue of space, and the avenue of time!

His three primordial spirits jumped directly into the chosen Dao law!

Under normal circumstances, the avenue of time and the avenue of space are too strong, and few people dare to choose this way, otherwise every time they break through a small realm, it will become difficult to reach the sky!
Thousands of years, 10 years may not be able to break through a small realm!

However, Ye Xuecheng didn't care, he majored in kendo, as long as his kendo breaks through, his realm will still be improved!
There are two more rules, which can give him more means and more powerful attack power!

As the power of the law nourished the primordial spirit, his primordial spirit also began to transform, reaching a higher level, touching the long river of fate in the dark.

It is a long river that encompasses everything in the world, hundreds of millions of heavens, without knowing its starting point or end point, coming from the empty space and going to the boundless land.

Every wave represents the birth and death of a strong man or the world.

At the same time, Ye Xuecheng saw a long river of fate crossing the sky, and the rolling force of fate seemed to be irresistible!
"Golden Immortal of the Great Luo can feel the long river of fate.

With the power of the long river of fate, you can jump out of Yin Yang and Five Elements, this is the starting point of real practice. "

Ye Xuecheng watched this monstrous river of fate appear, and only then did he feel his own insignificance, compared to the world.

He is just a mayfly creature, a dispensable existence.

Perhaps, only by becoming a sage can one achieve true life-level evolution, which is why it is said that under a sage, everyone is an ant.

Mind returned to the physical body from the long river of fate, Ye Xuecheng began to set about truly stepping into the realm of the Daluo Jinxian.

"Five qi towards Yuan, three flowers gather at the top, smallpox, now!"

The five qi in Ye Xuecheng's internal organs are towards Yuan, and they gather in the direction of Tianling Gai, and come out through the body, hovering above his head like five heavenly dragons.

At the same time, an old man with a white beard suddenly appeared in the sky above Wanyao Cave, and with a whisk in his hand, sealed off the world.

"Is Wutian finally going to break through the Daluo Jinxian?"

Ye Xuecheng didn't know that his master came to Shituoling, he was still immersed in the mystery of breaking through Da Luo.

Immediately, wisps of auspicious aura emerged and condensed into auspicious clouds filled with purple awns, about a thousand acres in size, covering the sky.

Amidst the auspicious and peaceful clouds, there is the sound of Dao, and the infinite rhyme of Dao. This is Xuandu's comprehension of Dao, which is equivalent to the manifestation of Dao.

At the same time, the three sword intents in Ye Xuecheng's sea of ​​consciousness finally reacted and soared into the sky!

The next moment, the three natal swords also rushed out of his dantian Qihai, merged into the three sword intents, and began to fuse the three sword intents!

Under the interweaving of infinite dao rhymes and the principles of heaven and earth, a purple smallpox is slowly blooming from the thousand acres of clouds, and there is a sound of dao sounding like the opening of the world.

At this time, even Patriarch Bodhi was staring closely at the smallpox that was about to bloom on Xuandu Qingyun. The number of three flowers directly showed the aptitude of the soul and the upper limit of his future growth.

The importance of this can be imagined.

Under the watchful gaze of Patriarch Bodhi, the purple smallpox blossom on Ye Xuecheng's head began to bloom.

one!
Two flowers!

...

When the small flower petals reached seven, Patriarch Bodhi was already showing satisfaction. The ordinary Da Luo Jinxian in the prehistoric wilderness only opened four or five petals.

If you can reach six flowers, you already have the potential to enter the quasi-sage, and if you have the seventh rank of smallpox, you can step into the quasi-sage realm, which is basically a certainty.

However, Ye Xuecheng's flower hadn't finished blooming that day, another purple flower condensed and became an eighth grade smallpox.

Patriarch Bodhi couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, said.

"Haha, as expected, Wutian is a good seedling in the way of swordsmanship. He is an eighth-rank smallpox. In the future, his achievements may not be inferior to those two boys, Zhenyuanzi and Houyi."

"Three flowers and nine grades are the extreme, and they must be the qualifications of a saint. The eighth grade is already the top under the saint."

At this moment, a stern figure in black robe appeared, it was the Master of Tongtian, just listen to what he said.

Patriarch Bodhi didn't care either. He knew that Ye Xuecheng was the reincarnated husband of Shi Ji, a direct disciple of the Master Tongtian. Sun Wukong.

Fortunately, after hundreds of years of reincarnation, Shiji had awakened his memory and was sensed by the leader of Tongtian, so the leader of Tongtian was very kind to Shiji.

Ai Wuji Wu, it is impossible not to stare at Dian Ye Xuecheng, a half-disciple, and also a disciple with extraordinary talent, who holds the heavenly innate treasure Qingping Sword.

The number of extremes in the world is nine, so the highest three flowers are only nine ranks, and these Hunyuan saints are all existences who have opened nine ranks and three flowers.

"No, it's not over yet!"

At this time, Patriarch Bodhi said in surprise!

Sure enough, the golden flower on Ye Xuecheng's head gradually grew a ninth petal!

Master Tongtian and Patriarch Bodhi looked at each other and said.

"The posture of a saint!"

Could it be that there is another saint in my Three Realms!
Patriarch Bodhi did not speak, he would not tell Master Tongtian that his disciple Monkey King Sun Wukong also had the same talent!

Ye Xuecheng's smallpox can bloom to rank eight, in the eyes of Tongtian leader, it is also the ultimate, but unexpectedly, it can bloom rank nine.

However, the matter was not over yet. Under the stunned gaze of the two, there was actually a tenth petal that wanted to take shape, but in the end it burst and failed.

Today's Three Realms does not allow the existence of surpassing saints. If it was in the prehistoric period, Ye Xuecheng might have blossomed into the tenth rank, reaching the achievement of Pangu!
(End of this chapter)