Mirroring the changes

"How is it possible?"

At this time, there was a cry of surprise from the shore of Shangyang Lake.

"The Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Valleys has never seen such a scene."

"Is there something unusual this year?!"

"From my point of view, it doesn't look like a good omen!"

At this time, the water in the lake was steaming clouds and mist, rising to the sky, turning into a rolling black dragon, with thunder rolling.

Just standing on the shore, one can already feel the pressure of a thousand times.

"Amitabha."

Master Huolong of Zhulong Temple stroked his red beard lightly, his eyes slightly shining.

"The Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Valleys should be the place where He Bo inherited the legacy. In this situation and this scene, could it be that He Bo's inheritance has appeared in the world?"

As soon as these words came out, many cultivators nodded.

"Master Huolong is right. We have never seen such a scene in all the previous competitions."

"There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary."

"But I don't know what to do now?"

"My disciple, you must not let down the prestige of my Luofeng Valley."

"If the inheritance of Hebo appears, who else can help it but my Angry Dragon?!"

"Puff, in my opinion, no matter who gets it, it will be the same. I am afraid no one can withstand the mouth of my red snake~"

"The good and evil in Southern Xinjiang have reached an agreement for the first time. I heard... the Black Stone Hunting Order!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, the Killing Temple, it seems that it is more dangerous than good."

When many monks were talking, when they heard the word "Black Stone", the lonely Zen Master's eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit, took out the wooden fish from his arms, and began to knock.

He knocked twice.

Snap~

The wooden fish broke into dregs.

So he took out the second and third from his arms...

"I'm afraid the monk in the Killing Temple is a woodcutter."

"This is the first time I've seen someone beating a wooden fish like this."

"Why do I think this monk looks kind!"

"Suck~"

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster!"

"I'm afraid that Shangyang City...I'm afraid it needs to be coated with paint."

"Coating paint?"

"What paint?"

"What paint? Red paint!"

Listening to the discussions around him, the lonely Zen master looked up while changing the wooden fish.

His eyes were dim, as if he had passed through the black clouds in the sky and saw a magnificent palace.

At the same time, in this palace, the water had already submerged the necks of the monks.

The shorter ones even began to step lightly in the water to barely breathe.

It's a pity that you can't fly in the air here. When the water really fills the hall, even the gods can't save it.

"Sister, why hasn't the little monk succeeded in his enlightenment yet?"

"Yes, he didn't even respond to our inner thoughts."

Princess Shenxiu frowned: "Wait, wait."

"The little monk will definitely be able to do it!"

Bulu Bulu.

A series of bubbles emerged on the water surface.

Li Sao, who has been a landlubber since childhood, half of his head popped out, and his face was already ashen.

Just at the moment of death, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The water of the river comes from the sky!"

The next moment.

A crystal clear water cocoon burst from the middle.

Splash~

A turbid and thin figure reappeared in the turbulent water.

Li Chen closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his ragged monk robe could not cover the fairy temperament that naturally flowed from his body.

Just hanging in the air, the water behind him was like a dormant beast, strangely grouped behind him.

Shua~

Opened his eyes and looked around.

I saw that there was already an undercurrent in the hall.

Li Chen chanted a Buddhist name.

"Amitabha."

After saying that, he separated his hands.

The water began to stand upright.

"All the ways return to the treasure!"

Bodhi condenses into a solemn monk's shadow.

The golden thread of the blessed field, the swaying tree shadows.

And the water flowing all over the sky poured into Li Chen's heart.

The earth produces wood, the water brews fire in the water, the golden cup and jade liquid are a small universe.

All the ways return to the treasure, pouring into the wine jar of the universe.

A ray of light flashed.

The water flows around the wine jar of the universe.

At the same time, Li Chen's mind was shaken.

Ding ding ding.

In the ten-direction dojo, the enlightenment bell was automatic without wind.

The bell rang, indicating that there was a method that resonated.

["Consideration" and "All the Flows Return to the Treasure" are both heart-chamber cultivation methods, which resonate, conscientiously take shape, return to the treasure, and unlock the special heart-chamber: the treasure of the universe. ]

["The treasure of the universe" has the potential for psychic communication and unlocks high-level spiritual wisdom. 】

【《Gui Zang Qian Kun Zun》

Vessel type Heart Gang

Advanced spiritual intelligence

Personality: Gui Zang, Da Qi

State 1: Gui Zang is the ultimate water. Nothing in the world is softer than water, but it can attack and conquer anything, because nothing can replace it.

State 2: The so-called great way is endless, and the use of the great vessel is infinite. Therefore, the great vessel is thick and carries all things, and has something to use; it accepts all rivers and has something to contain; it is measured by a ruler and has something to correct.

Description 1: The highest good is like water. Water is good at benefiting all things without competing, and it stays in places that people hate, so it is close to the Tao.

Description 2: The vessel is great, high in the sky and thick in the earth. Only because it can contain, and it can contain without being full, it can be seen as great. 】

Gui Zang: It can control the ultimate water in the world and make the Gang Qi have the characteristics of water, which is the softest and the hardest, and the highest good is like water.

Da Qi: It carries all things, accepts all rivers, and is measured by a ruler.

The Qian Kun Wine Zun is cultivated by the secret method of "Pondering" inherited from Chi Ren Valley.

However, "Wan Dao Gui Zang" is the inheritance of He Bo.

The two have something in common, so it is not surprising that they resonate at this time.

Li Chen sank into his mind and saw that the original Qiankun wine jar was now entangled with water veins.

The water of the river came from the sky!

And the thousands of streams of water in the entire Wanhe Mountain all gathered in mid-air, and even the entire Fish Scale House was already crumbling, being sucked into the sky by the current.

Wow~

The sound of gurgling water sounded.

Thousands of streams of water finally condensed into one stream, flowing directly into Li Chen's 'Guizang Qiankun Zun' heart.

The originally empty Xin Gang wine bottle was gradually filled with spiritual liquid as water poured into it.

One-tenth, one-fifth, one-quarter...

As Li Chen used He Bo's magical power, the Fish Scale House finally collapsed.

The monk who was trapped inside was finally rescued.

"Cough cough cough~"

"Ugh~"

Lisao lay on the ground and vomited. She didn't stop until she vomited out seven or eight mouthfuls of water and yellow bile.

He lay down on the ground and murmured: "I'm saved... I'm saved..."

He opened his eyes slightly and looked at Li Chen in mid-air.

At this time, Li Chen was surrounded by streams of water.

As Li Chen's gestures changed, so did the water flow.

"Damn it, cowhide!"

"Brother, senior brother, come and see God!"

The monks looked up and were all shocked: Buddha, this must be the reincarnation of some great Buddha!

"Ahem, he actually...really did it!"

"Now...isn't it..."

The expressions of the monks were bitter, as if there were gains, there would also be losses.

Although they all survived, they had made a bet with Monk Li Sao that if they lost, they would have to follow the lead of the Shasheng Temple.

Li Sao rolled her eyes, walked to the middle of the monks, glanced at everyone's face, and snorted coldly: "What, you don't want to admit it?"

"Amitabha."

"It's okay. Anyway, there's no bet or deed, so it doesn't count."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks' faces flashed with shame.

But before they could relax, Li Sao said again: "Buddha once said: If you make a bet with a monk, if your heart is not right, you will turn into an inner demon."

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