Tripod Reverses the Heaven

In addition to the statue of the man, there are many murals around the hall. Those murals are also incomparably old, showing the traces of years.

Unable to resist curiosity, the ancient wind looked carefully at the murals.

In the first mural, the moon was originally high and the starry sky was bright. But soon a red star appeared in the sky. The star was as big as a bucket and was shining brightly. But in the twinkling of an eye, around the red star, nine similar stars appeared one after another, all emitting strong red light. For a moment, the earth was illuminated, especially by day.

The ten red stars are like ten suns, shining in the sky for ten days, with strong authority and strangeness between heaven and earth. Countless people knelt down and prayed piously.

On the second mural, there was a particularly tragic scene, in which nine peerless evil spirits were constantly harming the heavens. Huge human cities were blown up, and countless blood fog was swallowed up by those fierce demons. From heaven and earth to execution, it was quiet and gloomy.

Countless Taoists participated in the killing of fierce demons, but all failed. Those Taoists were slaughtered by the nine demons. The nine demons are more powerful, and there is no balance between heaven and earth.

The third mural shows a man holding a treasure tripod. The man has peerless style and fights the nine demons alone without any help. The stars were broken and the world was crippled. Finally, the man finally trampled the nine demons under his feet. Pull the tripod in one hand and squint at the sky.

There was a peerless anger in his eyes, as if he was questioning the sky.

Seeing this, the ancient wind exclaimed: "this... The man in the mural is the statue man?"

The ancient wind gazed at the mural carefully again, but the corners of his eyes were dripping blood again. Not only the man's face was invisible, but also the faces of the nine fierce demons. They are all powerful figures. Their ancient cultivation is too low to be intuitive.

In desperation, the ancient wind walked towards another wall, where there were many murals.

On the other side of the wall, a black fog shrouded the earth. In the black fog, demons were everywhere, constantly eroding human beings. And those eroded human beings constantly erode each other, and finally evolve into peerless monsters.

On another mural, a group of monks appeared. They recited the Buddha's name. Those who had been eroded by demons or had not been eroded finally fell on their knees and recited the Buddha's name. Those people have been moderated.

The ancient wind looked at these murals carefully and unconsciously recited the Buddha's name. Like a guide tower suddenly appeared on the confused road of life, the ancient wind almost knelt down and converted to Buddhism.

At this time, the old voice sounded in the ears of the ancient wind: "hold your body and understand your heart. The painting is not pleasing. "

After waking up, the ancient wind startled a cold sweat on his back. He quickly moved his eyes to one side and dared not watch the mural again.

The mural was so evil that he almost converted himself to Buddhism. He didn't want to be a little monk in the temple at a young age. He still had many things to do.

The murals here can't be seen. The ancient wind came to the other wall again. On the wall here is a record of world shaking wars. In the war, many peerless strong men died. After those people died, a group of virtual shadows holding iron chains appeared. Those virtual shadows have a muted expression and have no God in their eyes. They put an iron chain around the neck of the greatest power, and then disappeared.

I don't know what Gu Feng's eyes are, so I don't know what Gu Feng's eyes are. I didn't know that one of the virtual shadows projected the iron chain, and unexpectedly caught the ancient wind's neck all at once.

Then the ancient wind felt the darkness in front of him, and then he didn't know anything.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the hall. Just woke up, the old voice sounded again: "your cultivation is too low. It is forbidden to watch any murals in the future."

"Demon God, what are those murals?" Gu Feng asked boldly.

About those murals, the ancient style can be said to be haunted. He wanted to know what was recorded on those murals. Unfortunately, the old voice did not give the answer to the ancient style. The voice just tells the ancient style that when the strength is strong in the future, we will naturally understand what the mural is.

Directly below the statue, there is a futon. Inspired by the sound, the ancient wind sits cross legged.

The skill taught by my father began to work, and strands of true Qi began to flow in all meridians in my body. At this time, all the meridians of the ancient wind are connected. It can be said that there are hundreds of meridians.

There seems to be an array similar to the spirit gathering array in the futon, which makes the speed of ancient wind cultivation amazing.

True Qi will be much stronger after each circle, which surprises the ancient style inexplicably.

As time went on, a month passed in the twinkling of an eye. In this month's time, the ancient wind was completely immersed in cultivation and couldn't extricate itself.

At this time, the true Qi in his body had grown to an appalling level, and his meridians and acupoints had been further strengthened, and his tenacity was amazing.

He knew that at this time, the cultivation of true Qi reached a bottleneck, and he needed to condense the golden elixir immediately.

The sea of Qi is the major hub of all meridians. After all meridians are accessible, all true Qi can reach here.

Under the deliberate guidance of the ancient wind, the strong true Qi began to flow to the Dantian in large quantities, and then was forcibly compressed by the ancient wind. After being forcibly compressed, the true Qi began to circle in the Dantian, gathering but not dispersing.

Seeing that the compression is almost complete, the ancient wind once again guides the real air flow to Dantian, and then it is forcibly compressed again and again.

After several times of compression, the true Qi in Dantian began to become viscous and slowly materialized. Finally, with the ancient wind, a pale golden elixir was formed.

The golden elixir has just been completed, but the ancient style is already sweating. Regardless of wiping sweat, the ancient wind quickly looked inside. This golden pill is light gold, but the size of a dragon's eye. Constantly hovering in the Dantian, emitting a touch of gold.

Although the golden elixir is small, the ancient wind knows that this small golden elixir contains powerful power.

The golden elixir is like a converter. With the success of the golden elixir, the true Qi will be converted into mana in the golden elixir. With mana, you can learn all kinds of spells. Mana is the foundation to control spells.

When all the true Qi is converted into mana, it can be regarded as a real step into the door of cultivation. The magical power is infinite, and the imperial power can fly into the sky.