The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Chapter 729

After one person vomited blood, several people vomited blood one after another.

It turned out that when they were washed by the torrent, countless images rushed over, almost bursting the sea of ​​consciousness, and forgot to test for a while, and only when they finally settled down to test, they could finally discover the mystery, and when they failed for a long time I became impatient, which made my brain more tingling, and I gradually felt tormented, struggling to support, and finally reached the limit...Because I have never found a phantom that can be compatible with my own way, I have lost the opportunity for epiphany, and I have never had an epiphany , under the clutter of distracting thoughts, it is even more impossible to meditate, such a cycle, thinking about his life and path, and finally being excluded.

Regardless of what kind of avenue they cultivated, they lost this opportunity after all.

After getting out, these people regretted endlessly.

It's just one step late, every step late, even if there is an opportunity, I haven't been able to grasp it.

This is the case in the way of cultivating immortals. Only by taking the lead every step can we stand on the top.

At the moment, they couldn't help crossing their knees and introspecting:

"I have cultivated to this day, and it is very smooth, so I am proud of myself, and I have what I have now."

"Seeking the way is difficult, how can I be blinded by vanity for a while, and be arrogant?"

"Before I visualized the law of the Dao and entered the Mahayana, I was really impetuous..."

"Because I was invited by this Daoyuan Congress, I used to be cautious all the time, but I lost my impatience. It turns out that the inner demon has been hiding all the time, and now it is being triggered..."

These monks all thought: It can be called a blow to the head!

Afterwards, they each calmed down, reflected on themselves, and adjusted their breath.

Although the opportunity was lost, the momentary gains and losses are not the most important thing. It is not in vain to come here if they can stabilize their mood again!

After about a few days, there were no blood-spitting monks who were driven out of the torrent, and the monks who stayed inside to catch the phantom of the avenue had visions on each of them.

The monks outside are very envious. With their eyesight, they can see that those monks have improved a lot, and their understanding of their own Taoism may have entered a new level.

And in the torrent...

Xu Ziqing grasped the principles of the many ways of life and death, and gathered them into a stream of consciousness, passing through his acupuncture points.This is because of the ability he has realized in the endless scouring, which can make these phantoms of the avenue absorbed by him evolve into phantoms of consciousness by himself, intertwine and collide with each other, sparking sparks of reason, and becoming his nourishment .

However, after he comprehended all these principles, he vaguely felt that something was lacking. No matter how many branches there were, they only made up for the principle of "life and death", while the principle of "reincarnation" had few branches. There is the way of evil reincarnation and the way of reincarnation of fate, but neither of these two ways seems to be as good as the other.

But what kind of way is that?

It seems that there is only one layer of film left and you can know it by piercing it, but it is extremely difficult to pierce it.

He clearly should have known it long ago, but for some reason, he couldn't think of it at this moment. It was really... It was very strange and frustrating.

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

He felt that the torrent was rushing more urgently at this time, but the momentum behind it was not enough... There was an omen in his heart.

This opportunity should be coming to an end.

Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, all the phantoms of consciousness gathered and were swallowed by him!

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

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

At this time, they also have their own gains.

Xu Ziqing looked aside, senior brother Yun Lie also restrained himself.

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

At this time, he smiled slightly at Yun Lie: "Congratulations, brother."

Yun Lie nodded slightly: "You too."

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

They thought that their foundation was already very solid, but after practicing here, they realized that this solidity is only relative. Compared with the current situation, the previous solidity has become vain.

The current stability is the real stability.

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

However, because most of them came alone, there is no one to share with them. However, some of the avenues they cultivated have similarities. Under the torrent, they have already arrived at similar places. There are only a few people who want to be with them. The comrades talked and discussed the Tao.

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

But at this time, the Lord of the Voice didn't know where he came from, but a light platform suddenly appeared behind the hall, and there were many projections on it, all of which were scattered immortals stationed here.

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

These loose immortals don't know where their bodies are, but their auras are terrifying.

Many monks are outstanding people in each of the three thousand great worlds, and they have also come into contact with many loose immortals on weekdays.

The loose immortals on the light stage are at least from the Five Tribulations loose immortals.

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie looked at each other, their thoughts turned, and the futon moved back and forth, and stopped at the place slightly in front.The other monks also reacted extremely quickly, and they also immediately found a place.

On the light platform, the Sanxians began to speak:

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

"First visualize the futon, and even the breath of the treasure. Although there is no power of the treasure, it is useful to you. Everyone who attends the meeting will be given one, which can be taken away after the meeting. This treasure is helpful for visualization. Before ascension, it can be given to future generations, after three generations, it will be useless."

"Although the Dao torrent is nothing more than a phantom, you can observe many of your reactions. Anyone who understands the Dao in it will record the number of Dao captured on the token, and you can observe it by yourself."

"The number of phantoms on the Dao is something you can use when you borrow the power of the most precious treasure. You need to keep it in mind, don't panic when things are imminent!"

These kinds of words were not spoken by a Sanxian, but every sentence was heard by many monks and remembered in their hearts.

It's just that after hearing it, those who have never realized the phantom of a great way all have bitter expressions on their faces.

Sure enough, this is a few steps too slow...

Xu Ziqing understood.

This Daoyuan meeting is really different from ordinary meetings.

Usually if someone summons young heroes, or fights with each other, or discusses with each other, or makes friends with each other, or has a lot of wine and spiritual food for everyone to feast and enjoy.

But the Daoyuan Conference is a Dao Enlightenment Conference, and all the people who come here are outstanding people from the three thousand worlds. After coming here, from the moment they enter the hall, they must use up all their time to enlighten the Tao.

Thinking about it in his heart, I'm afraid this is also because it's not easy to get here...

Those who come here belong to different big worlds, and they are about to step into the realm of crossing the catastrophe, and now they hardly talk, let alone make friends.There was a little talk, and it was only a few words, which 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 Dao is the second step, and then there is the third step, which should be the most important thing in this trip.

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

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

Xu Ziqing thought, probably, it must be both!

When thinking this way, the Sanxians had already finished their explanation, and said again: "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's heart shuddered.

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 gentle: "Senior brother is right."

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

Many other monks and monks also sat upright.

Especially those who failed to capture the phantom of the Dao due to various reasons of their own, are more cautious.

They are already a few steps behind, and now they are very anxious, and they must do their best to obtain the benefits of the third step.Otherwise, even though they knew that they were doing it for themselves, their arrogance would not make them willing to let others down.

The Sanxians shouted again: "Come quickly!"

After the voice fell behind, Qi Qi turned around.

At this moment, all the monks saw that there was also a futon under the seats of the scattered immortals, which was roughly the same as their seats, except that there were a few more lines, exuding various mysterious atmospheres.

Maybe, what's the trick?

After the Sanxians turned around, Xu Ziqing, Yun Lie and all the monks, as if they had been summoned by some kind of futon, lifted them up one after another and went straight forward.

Immediately, the light platform was extended, and all the futons brought many monks, scrambling to put them into the stone platform!

——And they themselves, although they can still control the futon at this moment, for some reason, they follow the same heart as the futon, and follow them without hesitation.

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

Previously, it seemed that the state of mind and the futon had become one, and the futon was called, and he could not resist it.

There are still some problems with this futon.

Although it seems harmless to him now, the feeling of being involuntary is still disturbing.

If you take it away and use it to cultivate... wouldn't it be a bit bad?

Yun Lie also thought the same way, and deliberately used the sword soul to stimulate the sword intent and cut it off.

Xu Ziqing's heart skipped a beat: "Brother, wait a minute."

Before he spoke, Yun Lie also stopped his hands, and now listening to his younger brother's words, it is even more so.

It turned out that the pair of brothers and sisters were displeased just now, but at the next moment, they discovered the reason why the futon was like this.

Just ahead, there are countless bands of light sliding in the endless light curtain, like spirit snakes and swimming fish, but those bands of light are so solid, and what they emit is more real than the phantoms of the avenue before , an extremely mysterious and vast artistic conception...