Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 76 Correction of Cultivation Techniques
Yao Chi said, "Teacher please!"

Everyone in the audience stood up one after another, facing the empty futon, they all bowed and saluted in the posture of juniors, their voices were respectful, and they didn't get up after saluting.

Zhang Yang saw that everyone was saluting, so he sat there, looking very abrupt, Zhang Yang also got up quickly, imitating everyone's etiquette and bowing his head.

"Get up!" An old, indifferent, erratic voice sounded that seemed far away.

"Yes!" Everyone quickly replied in a respectful voice, then got up one after another, sat on the ground, and sat in the position where they were standing.

After Zhang Yang sat down, he peeked at the ninth-story high platform, and saw an old white man sitting on the futon on the ninth-story high platform, wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding Fushen in one hand, exuding a mysterious and mysterious aura from his whole body. Zhang Yang seems to be facing the whole world, which is awe-inspiring.

"This is Dao Patriarch Hongjun, really powerful!" Looking at Dao Patriarch Hongjun, Zhang Yang's heart was shaken, he didn't see the mountain, he didn't know the majesty of the mountain, he didn't see the person, he didn't know the vastness of the ancestor.

Sitting on the nine-story high platform, Hong Jun seemed to be aware of Zhang Yang's eyes, and those plain eyes with penetrating eyes glanced at Zhang Yang.

Taking a close look, Zhang Yang felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, as if he had been stripped naked and exposed to the sun. The secrets of his whole body could not be hidden under those eyes, and all of them were seen through by the other party.

Hongjun looked at Zhang Yang, a strange color appeared in his eyes, and he was surprised in his heart. With his cultivation, he could see through Zhang Yang's heels at a glance. The congenital gourd and rattan turned into a human being, but the secret showed that the congenital gourd and rattan had disappeared. How could this happen again?
Zhang Yang, a monk who did not reach the Great Luo Realm, actually entered the Zixiao Palace, which surprised Hongjun. He set up the preaching dojo in the chaos, and he did it deliberately with a certain purpose.

This made Hongjun a little interested in Zhang Yang. Before he knew it, a flickering river appeared in his eyes. Countless figures flickered past in the river. The river came out of nowhere, exuding the breath of ancient times. The beginning, the unknown end, is just the long river of time and space.

Just when Hongjun wanted to enter time and space to check Zhang Yang's past, the Hongmeng Pearl in Zhang Yang's Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly emitted a faint purple awn, illuminating Zhang Yang's primordial spirit in it, as if cutting off the long river of time and space, and the river of time and space in Hongjun's eyes suddenly exploded. The shattering disappeared, revealing those unfathomably deep eyes.

"Huh!" Hong Jun looked at Zhang Yang in amazement, looked Zhang Yang up and down, found the same inexplicable color in his eyes as before, and finally took a deep look at Zhang Yang.

Being able to cut off the long river of time and space and prevent others from viewing his past, or this person has a high level of cultivation, but Zhang Yang is obviously not, then there is only another possibility, that is, someone helps Zhang Yang to block time and space, and prevent others from viewing his past. They all understood that Zhang Yang was not easy, so they glanced at Zhang Yang and began to preach.

It was only when Hongjun opened his eyes that Zhang Yang felt his whole body lighten, as if he had suddenly lifted the mountain that was pressing on him, and then he relaxed. He touched the sweat on his forehead, feeling that his back was soaked, and secretly Be vigilant.

Being paid attention by Daozu Hongjun, if it were someone else, he might be so happy, but Zhang Yang was terrified. He is not from this world, he belongs to a time traveler. If he was known, he might be so shocking. I really know how to arrest Zhang Yang for research.

A beautiful life has only just begun. Zhang Yang just wants to keep a low profile, and doesn't want to attract the attention of the great masters like Daozu. Up to now, Zhang Yang regrets coming to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon. If he doesn't come to listen to the sermon, he might not attract the attention of Daozu.

Fortunately, Hongjun didn't pay attention to him for a long time. Even so, Zhang Yang felt that every second felt like a year, and the feeling of fear and uneasiness was particularly deep in his memory. Fortunately, he had the Hongmeng Pearl, otherwise Zhang Yang felt that he would have a nervous breakdown.

The Dao ancestor preached the Tao, and there were really different reactions. The fairy light shines everywhere, the golden lotus falls from the sky, the spiritual spring springs from the ground, the Taoist sound blares, the black and yellow boil, the scene is magnificent, and the Taoist rhyme manifests, like stars in space.

Every time Hongjun uttered a word, the aura in front of him automatically condensed into a divine pattern, bringing the simplest, oldest, and most primitive way to life and clearly displaying it in front of everyone.

Obviously listening to Hongjun's preaching, Zhang Yang felt that he couldn't understand a single word. Except for the mystery of the divine pattern, everything else was a book from heaven. The patterns are similar.

How did Zhang Yang know that Hongjun gave three sermons, and each sermon was different. The first sermon was about immortality, from human immortal to Taiyi immortal; Zhunsheng, this is the third time for Shengsheng, Zhang Yang is not even a Daluoxian, Shengsheng is too far away from him, it would be strange if he could understand.

I came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Tao, but now I don’t understand it, which makes Zhang Yang a little depressed and irritable. He looked around and found that many people were at a loss, and they were also looking around. Obviously, just like him, they couldn’t understand , which made Zhang Yang feel better.

But there are still some people who attracted Zhang Yang's attention, because many people didn't understand the preaching, and they simply absorbed the spiritual spring on the ground, the golden lotus in the sky, and many people were recording the divine pattern with aura condensed in the sky, which made his eyes shine. Thinking in my heart, I can't come in vain, and I have to gain something back.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang re-stabilized his mind, circulated the Heavenly Transformation and Earth Scripture, devoured the golden lotus flying in the sky, and continuously absorbed the surging spiritual spring on the ground, and devoted a large part of his mind to observe the divine pattern condensed by the spiritual energy in the sky, with the majestic purple energy Looking at these divine patterns as a reference, Zhang Yang also comprehended them very quickly, and soon sank into them...
At the beginning of running the Refinement of Heaven and Earth Scripture, I didn't feel anything, but as Zhang Yang sank into the comprehension of the sky's divine pattern, the Refinement of Heaven and Earth Scripture was like a sports car with increased horsepower. A strong golden light was emitted, and an extremely strong suction appeared, wantonly devouring the surrounding aura golden lotus, Lingquan.

These golden lotus springs are peaceful and free of any impurities. They were originally condensed by Xiang Hongjun and used by everyone to break through their cultivation. They can be directly refined by inhalation without any hidden dangers.

Under such unique conditions, Zhang Yang's dominance of refining the heaven and earth scriptures has been brought to the extreme. After absorbing the golden lotus spirit spring around Zhang Yang, he still can't be satisfied. Also sucked away.

The monks around him felt the strong fluctuations in the aura around them. When they turned around, they saw that Zhang Yang was devouring the golden lotus in the sky above him, so he couldn't get his nose crooked. The Taoist ancestor was preaching. He gave Zhang Yang a cold look, and moved away from Zhang Yang.

However, Zhang Yang's body was like a bottomless pit, and quickly absorbed all the golden lotus spirit springs around him, but he still didn't feel satisfied. The devouring power expanded again, and a black hole formed above Zhang Yang's head, swallowing the surrounding golden lotus aura, forming a thick pillar of aura light that sank into it To Zhang Yang's body.

This time more people were affected, and everyone turned their heads and glared at Zhang Yang, but the Taoist ancestor dared to be presumptuous when he preached, so he could only dare to be angry and dare not speak out. He looked at Zhang Yang coldly, and kept away from Zhang Yang. .

The commotion behind naturally attracted Hongjun's attention, but seeing Zhang Yang crazily devouring spiritual energy and shaking his head, he stopped paying attention and continued to sink into the sermon.

Zhang Yang didn't know that he had offended many people unknowingly. At this time, he was accumulating in the comprehension of the divine patterns. He found many flaws in the Sutra of Refining Heaven and Earth, and he constantly corrected them.

The primordial purple qi obtained from the gourd Yuanling itself is like the magic clay of good fortune. Whatever he molds into, he will be what he is. Less thinking, half-baked, how do you know what cultivation is, although it is still a matter of great luck to refine the scriptures of heaven and earth in the end, although the exercises are completed, but they are very rough, it can be said that they are rough, maybe there is nothing in the early stage, but what is the problem in the later stage Here we go.

In the world, there is no perfect thing, only better things.

The Sutra of Refining Heaven and Earth was corrected by Zhang Yang, and became smooth, mysterious, and many weak places became more perfect and stronger. The golden light on Zhang Yang's body became more and more intense, and a glaring golden light continued to decompose and gather in his body, changing different shapes, such as bells, towers, mirrors...

After thousands of times of evolution, polishing, and fusion, the Alchemy of Heaven and Earth has become refined and profound, but still according to Zhang Yang's previous ideas, the golden light in his body finally condensed into a small purple-gold tripod with three legs and two ears, implying that Dao produces one, a lifetime Two, the mystery of two begetting three, there is no trace of divine pattern on the small tripod, it is as smooth as a mirror.

With the condensation of the purple-golden cauldron in Zhang Yang's body, a powerful aura emanated from him, and the devouring power above his head became stronger and spread wider...
(End of this chapter)