The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

These cultivators all thought: It can be called a head-scratcher!

Afterwards, they each calmed down their minds, while reflecting on themselves, they also adjusted their breaths.

Although the opportunity was lost, the momentary gain and loss are not the most important thing. It is not a waste of time to be able to stabilize their mood again!

After a few days, there were no more blood-spitting cultivators who were driven out of the torrent, and the cultivators who stayed inside to capture the phantom of the avenue, each of them had a vision.

The monks outside are very envious. With their eyesight, they can see that those monks have greatly improved. I am afraid that their understanding of the way of their own body has entered a new realm.

And in the flood...

Xu Ziqing grasped the truth of many ways of life and death, and it also converged into a stream of consciousness, which traveled through his body. This is because of the ability he has realized in the endless scouring, which can make these phantoms of the avenues that he has absorbed, derived from himself into phantoms of consciousness, misunderstanding each other, colliding with each other, triggering sparks of truth and becoming his nutrient.

However, after he understood all these principles, he still vaguely felt that something was missing. No matter how many branches, it would only make up for the principle of "life and death", and the principle of "reincarnation" had not many branches. The way of evil reincarnation, there is the way of fate reincarnation, but these two avenues seem to be inferior to the other.

But what kind of avenue is it?

It seems that there is only one layer of film left to pierce, but it is extremely difficult to pierce.

He should have known it long ago, but for some reason, he can't remember this moment. It's really... strange and frustrating.

After seven days and seven nights, Xu Ziqing suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt that the torrent was more urgent at this time, but the momentum behind him was very insufficient... There was an omen in his heart.

This chance should come to an end.

In an instant, his mind moved, and all the phantoms of consciousness gathered together and were swallowed by him!

Sure enough, in the next instant, the torrent suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

In the entire hall, thousands of monks floated up and down, and the visions around them also disappeared.

At this time, they also have their own income.

Xu Ziqing looked aside, Senior Brother Yun Lie, also the divine light restrained.

The futons of the two were not far apart, and even though they were washed away by the torrent before, they were not scattered.

At this time, he smiled slightly towards Yun Lie: "Congratulations, Senior Brother."

Yun Lie nodded slightly: "So do you."

This pair of apprentices and brothers have gained a lot of benefits.

They thought that their foundation was very stable, but after cultivating here for a while, they realized that this stability is only relative, and the previous stability has become vain compared to the present.

The current stability is the real stability.

Many monks opened their eyes, and after realizing it, they gained a lot.

However, because most of them came alone, no one could share one or two things. However, some of the avenues they built had similarities. Under the torrents, they had already arrived in similar places, and there were a few people who wanted to be on the same side. The comrades speak and discuss the Tao.

At this time, the majestic voice sounded again: "Sit down!"

But at this time, the master of the voice did not know where it came from, but a light platform suddenly appeared behind the hall, and there were many projections above, all of which were scattered immortals stationed here.

That majestic voice came from the mouth of one of the Sanxian.

These loose immortals do not know where their bodies are, but their auras are terrifying.

Many cultivators are not only the best among the three thousand worlds, but also have contact with many loose immortals on weekdays.

The loose immortals on the light platform are at least five tribulation loose immortals.

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie looked at each other, their thoughts turned, and the futon moved around, and stopped at a slightly forward position. The other monks responded very quickly, and they also immediately found a position.

On the light stage, the loose immortals spoke:

"The Daoyuan Conference has begun since you entered the hall."

"First, there is the visualization of the futon, which is even transformed by the breath of the treasure. Although it does not have the ability to be a treasure, it is useful to you. All the participants will give one, which can be taken away after the meeting. This treasure is helpful for visualization, Before ascending, it can be given to future generations, and after three generations, it will be useless."

"The torrent of the Dao, although it is only a phantom, can examine many of your reactions. Those who understand the Dao in it, the number of Dao they grab is recorded on the token, and you can watch it yourself."

"The number of phantoms on the avenue is what you get when you use the power of the treasure, you need to keep it firmly in mind, don't panic again!"

Such a variety of words were not spoken by a loose immortal, but every sentence was heard in the ears of many monks and remembered in their hearts.

It's just that after hearing it, those who have never realized the phantom of the avenue, but they all show a bitter meaning.

Sure enough, this is a few steps slower...

Xu Ziqing is clear.

This Daoyuan Conference is indeed different from ordinary conferences.

Ordinarily, if a young hero was summoned, he would fight with each other, or argue with each other, or jiāo with each other, or there would be a lot of wine, water, and spiritual food for everyone to enjoy.

However, the Daoyuan Conference is a Dao Enlightenment Conference, and all those who come are the leaders of the three thousand worlds.

In his heart, I am afraid this is also because it is not easy to come by...

Those who come here belong to different worlds,

They are also about to enter the realm of transcending the calamity, and now there is almost no talk, let alone the knot. There was a little talk, but it was only a few words, and it passed in a hurry.

In the end, you can only rely on yourself.

The meaning of Sanxian is very clear. Visualizing the futon is the first step, grabbing the phantom of the avenue is the second step, and then there is the third step, which should be the top priority of this trip.

However, Sanxian did not tell how to use the phantom of the avenue.

Is it because it is hard to talk about, or is it a test of chance?

Xu Ziqing thought, "About, it's both!"

When thinking this way, all the scattered immortals have already finished speaking on behalf of Jiāo, and said: "Now that the foundation has been completed, you can follow me to the place where the treasure is, and entrust the Primordial Spirit!"

Xu Ziqing froze in his heart.

Sure enough!

I just don't know how to entrust the Primordial Spirit?

Yun Lie said, "Let's go together."

Xu Ziqing's expression was soft: "Senior brother is right."

Since the Daoyuan Conference is so respected, it must be extremely beneficial, and there is no need to think too much.

Many other male and female monks also sat upright.

In particular, those who failed to grab the phantom of the Dao for various reasons should be more cautious.

They are already a few steps behind, and now they are very uneasy, and they have to do their best to get the benefits of the third step. Otherwise, even though they knew that they were self-inflicted, their arrogance would not allow them to be willing to be subjugated by others.

The scattered immortals shouted again: "Come quickly!"

The voice fell behind, and Qi Qi turned around.

The cultivators only saw at this time that there was a futon under the many Sanxian seats, which was roughly the same as their seats, but with a few more lines, exuding all kinds of mysterious atmosphere.

Maybe, what else is there to do?

After the loose immortals turned around, Xu Ziqing, Yun Lie, and all the monks suddenly seemed to be summoned by the futon under their seats, and they lifted them up and went straight forward.

Immediately, the light platform was extended, and all the futons with many monks rushed to the stone platform!

——And they themselves, even though they could control the futon at this moment, for some reason, Yixin, like the futon, followed without hesitation.

After entering the stone platform, Xu Ziqing suddenly woke up.

Previously, it seemed that the state of mind and the futon were one, and the futon was summoned, and he couldn't resist.

There are still some problems with this futon.

Although it seems to be harmless to him now, the feeling of being unable to help himself is still disturbing.

If you take it away and use it to cultivate... Isn't it a little bad?

Yun Lie also thinks like this, and intends to use the sword soul to provoke the sword intent and cut it off.

Xu Ziqing's heart moved: "Senior brother, wait a minute."

Before he made a sound, Yun Liben also stopped his hand, and now listening to his junior brother's words, even more so.

It turned out that this pair of senior brothers were unhappy just now, but in the next moment, they discovered the reason why the futon was like this.

Just ahead, there are countless light belts, sliding in the endless light curtain, like spirit snakes, and like swimming fish, and those light belts are so solid and radiate, but they are more real than the previous phantoms of the avenues. , an extremely mysterious and vast artistic conception...

Chapter 730: Dao Comprehension

This is... Dao comprehension!

In an instant, many monks understood.

This light curtain should be transformed by the treasure, and the realization of these avenues is the legacy of the ancestors that has been preserved in the treasure for countless years.

Xu Ziqing could perceive that the laws of heaven and earth in his sea of ​​consciousness had also become solid, as if it was no longer a projection, but a real law.

That bit of true spirit swims in it, and in an instant, he has gone through ten or a hundred lives, and all the insights he has gained are conveyed back and re-entered into his own way.

In this light curtain, the speed of contemplating the laws of heaven and earth is a hundred times faster than before, and the momentary effort here is equivalent to several hours in the past.

The mind turns, like a flywheel, the way of the body is very clear, as if the whole person is in harmony with the avenue in the dark, so that he immediately reached the realm of transcending the calamity-naturally, he did not really reach that realm, But it seems that within this treasure, with the help of the treasure's energy, I can feel the feeling of that moment.

All the young monks who came here also felt this way, and they all meditated to experience it.

As long as I have experienced it with my heart this time, many feelings will naturally settle in my heart, and it will be much easier to recall it in the next day and break through to the Transcending Tribulation Period.

Then, Xu Ziqing felt that something was about to move in the futon.

Suddenly, on the futon, dozens of silver-white light strips sprang up, which seemed to be no different from the consciousness of the great avenues in front of them, but they were somewhat illusory in comparison.

Xu Ziqing recognized that this was clearly the phantom of the Great Dao that he had experienced before, and it came out at this time. Could it be what those Sanxian said... useful?

Immediately afterwards, a drowsiness occurred in his mind, and his primordial spirit seemed to be attracted by something, and he escaped from the body.