Super Martial God

Bamboo leaves turn into powder in a moment and float around.

Yunsheng was not relaxed, because his fist power was shattered.

A bamboo leaf dissolves his fist power?

Yunsheng's eyes were completely dignified.

"It's impolite to come but not go."

The man in Tsing Yi smiled.

In fact, he has some regrets.

There is no doubt about the power of these 1000 bamboos.

However, his realm is too low to give full play to their real power.

But even so, it is more than enough to deal with a cloud saint.

The next moment, the man in Tsing Yi calmly stretched out his right hand and lifted it up slightly.

In an instant, dozens of fallen leaves on the ground flew up.

Then, the man in Tsing Yi pushed the cloud saint.

Whew, whew

All the bamboo leaves immediately shot at Yunsheng.

"The clouds come."

With a long roar, the rolling clouds were attracted by him and turned into wisps of clouds, which collided fiercely with bamboo leaves.

But his cloud, which is not a rival of bamboo leaves, is constantly torn apart.

"Go to the clouds."

In desperation, Yunsheng could only open his mouth and exhale a mass of white fog, which turned into some more powerful clouds.

These clouds are formed by the power of his own potential.

Finally, he blocked all the bamboo leaves.

But there were dozens of blood marks on him, and his clothes became ragged and embarrassed.

"What do you call your excellency?"

Yun Shengning said.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the sky.

His identity is to make Lao Tzu real.

He will be my father in the future.

When he thought of Lao Tzu, he thought of the three saints and Guiguzi.

He's their teacher.

A teacher is a teacher.

At that moment, the man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "a master in the mountains!"

"Master?"

Yunsheng took a deep look at the man in Tsing Yi and seemed to remember the latter.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and left.

He had realized that he was no match for the old gentleman.

Seeing him leave, the man in Tsing Yi didn't stop him.

It's not that I don't want to stop, it's that I can't.

This spring, on this mountain, can't be moved away at all.

Therefore, he was confined to the mountain and couldn't go anywhere.

After leaving the mountain, he was just an ordinary distraction of Lin Mu, not much power.

But he didn't care much about it.

It's incredible that he can have the power of a saint on this mountain.

In the future, he and all the local people can take refuge in this mountain if they encounter the catastrophe of life and death.

After a while, he looked around.

Before long, he made a decision.

The surrounding bamboos are arranged orderly, saving him a lot of trouble.

He created a bamboo temple with the 16 bamboo in the middle as the center, supplemented by other scattered bamboo branches and leaves, combined with the soil created by his magic power.

This bamboo temple will be his residence in the future.

On both sides of the door, he took the powder of cyan earth blocks as raw material and wrote the eight characters "Tao is also deformed, who can recognize the truth".

Above

He thought for a moment and left the bamboo Temple nameless without writing.

And this mountain.

He didn't bother to name it at all.

After finishing this, his eyes fell on the power of Prajna and sighed, "now, there's a little trouble."

Although Lin Mu left Prajna power and possessed supreme wisdom, his body, soul and origin have indeed been destroyed.

It can be said that there is no big difference between Lin Mu and the sages who left only ideological inheritance after the fall of books.

Fortunately, he left his body ahead of time.

This one is separated on this mountain and has the power of saints.

Otherwise, I will never live again.

Even saints are in trouble, let alone others.

How to resurrect the Buddha?

I frowned and pondered.

Before he could think it out, the power of Prajna had spread an idea to him.

After receiving this idea, I brightened my eyes and exclaimed, "it is worthy of the power of Prajna."

The power of Prajna is the embodiment of wisdom. The best way is to think of it.

It mentions the legend that Nu Wa made people in the world of Sang palace.

Now, Lin Mu's body has been destroyed. Why not use this method to recreate a body for Lin Mu.

Nuwa made man out of mud.

What will Lin Mu's body be made of?

Unfortunately, the amount of green earth blocks is limited, which is only enough for other purposes. It can't be used to make bodies for Lin Mu. Otherwise, it's a good choice.

"Yellow mud."

At this time, the power of Prajna transmits ideas again.

"Are you sure?"

I was surprised.

The so-called yellow mud is the most common soil.

Use such ordinary things to create a new body for Lin Mu?

"Look down on yellow mud“

Prajna's power seemed to smile, "yellow mud breeds all things, flowers, trees and grains, all of which grow in yellow mud. It is indeed very common, but it is just like wisdom. The more profound wisdom, the more common it is. "

"There is an avenue in the market. Yellow mud is the most common thing in the world, but it is also the most infinite thing. It contains infinite possibilities."

"Other materials, including the cyan clods you value, are indeed extraordinary, but it is also doomed that they have an upper limit. Yellow mud is different. As long as you have enough wisdom, you can shape it into an infinite future. "

"Only yellow mud will not restrict the development of wisdom."

After listening to the words of Prajna's power, Lao Tzu sighed: "it is worthy of the ultimate wisdom. I admit that I was convinced by you. Your words are far better than those so-called mysterious classics and the supreme Dharma."

Then I stopped hesitating.

Yellow mud is easy to find. It is everywhere. He took a ball and began to fabricate Lin Mu's body.

Before long, a statue of Lin Mu made of yellow mud appeared.

Without hesitation, Prajna disappeared into the yellow clay statue with a whoosh.

A moment later, the yellow clay statue began to change and become vivid.

About three minutes later, Lin Mu's body appeared.

He has yellow skin and no hair. He is bald and blind. He looks very strange.

"I've seen you."

Lin Mu smiled and saluted me.

"Congratulations to Taoist friends for their rebirth."

I bow my hand.

Hearing the speech, Lin Mu said, "have you decided to teach the road to the outside world?"

Lao Tzu nodded and said with a smile, "this academy is just an opportunity. It's also time to promote the avenue and let all living beings in the world know the existence of 'Tao'."

"A person's wisdom is always limited. Indeed, it should be taught to all sentient beings and brainstorm. Only in this way can the avenue be gradually complete, become a force that is not inferior to the law, or even surpass the law, and catch up with the number and spirit."

In this world, we mainly practice Dharma, and then on this basis, we pursue the power of number or spirit.

Road, or seedlings.

It was originally born in the dark forest and was created by the white spirit realm,

But even so, no one has the power to practice the road in the dark forest, because the sects in the dark forest are occupied by the dark temple, Buddhism, immortals and gods.

There is no soil for Avenue growth.

And Lin Mu, who got the seeds of the avenue, started from the "heart symbol" of the immortal chopping Throwing Knife, embarked on the road of pursuing the avenue and created the mortal Avenue.

It can be said that the white spirit realm just ignited a little Mars.

If you want to really spread the avenue and make it have the potential to start a prairie fire, you need to rely on forest and animal husbandry, and you can only rely on forest and animal husbandry.