Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 614: As soon as the dust is gone

Backyard of ancient temple.

The old monk and red hair ghost looked into the distance, their eyes seemed to be able to pass through the heavy void, and fell on the crying young monk.

The two looked at each other.

"Ugh."

The old monk sighed deeply.

The red hair ghost sneered: "This day, sooner or later, he will come face to face, that's fine."

"Good or bad, who can tell clearly." The old monk shook his head.

"Bald donkey, what do you mean?" The red hair ghost heard the old monk's words and seemed to have a meaning.

The old monk said: "This son loves him very much, and that Mr. Su is a bond to him. It is with this bond that he shaves and becomes a monk; he is conscious; he is willing to be quiet He stayed at the bottom of the burial dragon valley for 20 years. "

The red hair ghost nodded secretly.

The old monk said it right. Even if Su Zimo's temperament had offended Liuli Palace and was pursued by the entire Northern Territory, would he be willing to endure it in this way?

Does he really have no other way to leave the Northern Territory?

If we had to wait for an opportunity to take Su Hong away from the Northern Territory, with Su Zimo's temperament, as soon as Nedan was repaired more than a decade ago, he had already been killed!

The old monk sighed: "Now, without this fetter, the eternal evil that has become the three arrogant gods of immortality, buddha, and demon, makes countless monks fearful and trembling, may return!

The red-haired ghost narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you see?"

"do not know."

The old monk shook his head.

The Red Haired Ghost asked again: "Twenty years have passed, and his Jin Dan has remained motionless. Is there any possibility of recovery?"

"do not know."

The old monk still shook his head.

After a pause, the old monk slowly said, "Perhaps he has found a way to restore Jin Dan, or maybe he hasn't found it. I don't know. I can't see him through."

Red hair ghost looks slightly changed!

Even the old monk couldn't see through Su Zimo!

Twenty years of meditation practice, Sutra chanting, and Su Zimo's body really have a unique flavor.

Almost Buddha!

The red hair ghost looked suddenly and suddenly said, "He is back, presumably to come to say goodbye to you."

"Also, after all, you are a master. Do n’t hide these three or two things for the kid, will you accompany you into the coffin at that time?"

The red-haired ghost was muttering, and the old monk turned and left.

Disappeared in the cemetery in a blink of an eye, has arrived in the hall.

Not long.

Su Zimo pushed in the door.

His mood seemed to have stabilized, but the sorrow deep in his eyes was still difficult to resolve.

Su Zimo walked straight into the hall, kneeling in the direction of the old monk, please make three noises and whispered, "Master, I'm leaving."

"Go on."

The old monk did not stay.

He knew that even retention would be futile.

The old monk stretched out his palm and passed the two old runes in his palm, saying, "There are two shifting symbols, one is a small shifting symbol, and the other is a large shifting symbol."

"Small move symbol, I won't say much, random transfer."

"As for this big move symbol, it was considered the emperor of the Dagan Empire at that time, please a master crafted by Master Fu Yi! At the longest distance, you can even cross the distance between the large areas and teleport over!

Directed!

The weight of these four words is too heavy.

Just the small moving symbols are precious.

What's more, it's a big shift, and it's also a directional transmission?

This is almost equal to giving Su Zimo an extra life!

Su Zimo took it with both hands, put it in a storage bag, was about to turn away, but was suddenly stopped by the old monk.

Looking at Su Zimo's empty Dantian, the old monk's eyes were worried, curious, and hesitant, but he still asked, "Your Jindan ..."

Su Zimo was silent.

After half a ring, he whispered, "Actually, restoring Jin Dan's secret is in worry-free flowers."

"Worry-free?"

The old monk froze slightly.

This worry-free flower is an ancient temple, but it was the thing that the woman in the red robe grabbed many years ago and left it in Suzi Modan field.

Su Zimo said: "In an ancient scripture in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there was a legend that the tree of carefree is one of the three sacred trees of the Buddhist monk. Under the worry-free tree! "

"I have heard this legend ..."

The old monk's voice suddenly stopped.

There was a flash of light in his mind.

He finally understood it and restored the relationship between Jin Dan and Wuyouhua.

The legend of Buddha Gate actually records the worry-free flower, another power besides the flame.

The power of life!

The birth of life.

From nothing.

The worry-free flower witnessed the birth of the Buddha.

Su Zimo's Dan Tian shattered and Jin Dan was destroyed.

His Jin Dan power did not disappear, but was absorbed by the carefree flowers deep in Dan Tian.

For two decades.

Su Zimo's daily meditations and chanting chanting rituals and chanting rituals are constantly precipitating, accumulating, and constantly stimulating the "life" power in the worry-free flower!

Su Zimo has gone to the ancient temple.

For a while.

On Su Zimo's bald head, black hair grew and grew longer.

In his body, the dark and empty Dantian gradually emerged from the shape of a flower.

Above that flower.

There is a fruit growing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

Jin Cancan, round, bright, dazzling!

This fruit is Su Zimo's brand new Jindan!

Spiritual power swelled in his dantian, becoming more turbulent and surging.

As if to form a storm in his body!

Su Zimo's breath is constantly getting stronger!

With each step, the spiritual power in Dan Tian will increase one point.

stronger!

boom!

In a blink of an eye, the spiritual power of Dan Tianzhong has broken through the boundaries of Jin Dan's early days and reached the middle of Jin Dan.

Not long after.

boom!

There was another beep.

Jin Dan later!

Su Zimo once swallowed the Zhu Guo of 10,000 years. None of that energy was wasted, and was absorbed by the worry-free flower. Now it reunites!

Every step you take, Su Zimo's breath will change one point!

The only thing unchanged is the eyes.

No sorrow or joy, no waves.

When Su Zimo walked to the gate of the ancient temple, his breath became stable, his black hair fluttered, his appearance was shocking, like a god!

Jin Dan's late peak!

Stand up!

Dormant for 20 years under the burial of Longgu, daily recitation of rituals and Buddhas, his practice did not fall, but reached the peak of Jin Dan's later period!

Of course, Su Zimo's changes don't stop there!

But no one can tell.

Standing at the gate of the ancient temple, Su Zimo turned slowly, his eyes were clear, and he looked at the two lines of dragon and phoenix dance writing on the wall in the hall.

This is the word left by Butterfly Moon.

Suddenly Su Zimo stretched out his finger!

The forefinger's fingertip spit out an aura, like a sharp sword, on the wall of the main hall.

Su Zimo waved his arm.

After the two lines on the wall, two new lines of writing were added.

Written sharply, the world!

Mingzhen subconsciously read it out: "As soon as the dust is gone, there are thousands of flowers breaking through the mountains and rivers!"

"hiss!"

"This kind of courage ..."

In the eyes of the old monk, there was a deep shock.

The original quiet backyard sounded a rumbling sound of chains!

If you want to be dragons of Buddhas, first be a horse and a cow.

Once the dust was born, it broke through the mountains and rivers.

The previous sentence was left by Butterfly Moon.

The latter sentence was Su Zimo's response.

(End of this chapter)