Fairy Tree

"In that case, Xiao will wait for the news from Fellow Daoist Xia." Xiao Lin nodded slightly, knowing that Xia Fu did not want to tell the truth for the time being. In addition, his spiritual consciousness was dissipated at the moment, and he urgently needed to retreat to comprehend the sixth level of the Bu Tian Jing. He was not in a hurry. After exchanging the communication compass with Xia Fu, Xiao Lin got up and said goodbye and left.

After leaving the inn, Xiao Lin left Shili City directly. With the Huaci Pei, the terrifying force pressing on him completely disappeared. Xiao Hei's body turned into several feet in size and carried Xiao Lin to the depths of the mountains.

After flying tens of thousands of miles, Xiao Lin patted Xiao Hei's head and signaled him to land.

The place Xiao Lin chose was a small valley surrounded by clouds and mist. The valley was surrounded by dark stone mountains and thin spiritual energy. But for Xiao Lin, the richness of the spiritual energy was not important. What he needed was a quiet and hidden place.

With Xiao Hei, Xiao Lin walked into the valley. After searching for a while, he stopped in a corner. This place was in the shade of the valley. There were many stone forests outside. Even if you entered the valley, you would not see a cave unless you walked here.

Xiao Lin showed a satisfied expression, then drove the Qingluan Ice Sword and began to open up the cave.

About an hour later, a simple cave was opened up. It was dozens of feet deep and divided into three stone chambers. One of the stone chambers was given to Xiao Hei as its nest. Since Xiao Hei advanced to the Wilderness Stage, he gradually disliked staying in the Beast Ring and liked to follow Xiao Lin.

In normal times, Xiao Hei would also restrain his own fairy spirit and turn into a big black dog. Even a Mahayana cultivator could not see through his origins at a glance.

Therefore, Xiao Lin gradually let Xiao Hei stay outside for a longer time, and no longer let him enter the Beast Ring unless it was necessary.

Xiao Lin sat cross-legged in the stone chamber, and the complete formula of the Bu Tian Jing emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness. This method of the first part of the [Purple God Chapter] recorded in ancient immortal texts had been comprehended by Xiao Lin countless times, and the text had been integrated. What he lacked was just an opportunity to practice.

Although Murong Yuntian told him how to impact the sixth level of the Bu Tian Jing, even Murong Yuntian had never really practiced it. Xiao Lin had never thought of dispersing his consciousness and putting himself in a desperate situation, so as to be reborn from the ashes and push the Bu Tian Jing to the sixth level.

But Xiao Lin never thought that an expedition to find a super cross-domain teleportation array would actually allow him to encounter a real immortal, and it was a swallowing turtle that could devour the souls of immortal cultivators.

Xiao Lin and others who had originally encountered the body of the Heaven-Swallowing Turtle could be said to have no chance. Xiao Lin also understood that any reservation on his part at this moment would be tantamount to suicide, so he used all his strength to perform the Seven-Turn Soul-Refining Soul-Severing Art, trying to break the Heaven-Swallowing Turtle's Soul-Swallowing Magical Power. Unfortunately, he still underestimated the horror of the Heaven-Swallowing Turtle. Although he barely interrupted its Soul-Swallowing Magical Power, he also encountered a terrifying backlash. The huge backlash force was like a mortal hitting an iron plate, instantly shattering his spiritual power.

Originally, the spiritual power of a cultivator was completely shattered, which also meant that the primordial spirit dissipated and the soul was annihilated, but Xiao Lin, who practiced the Heaven-Repairing Sutra, saved his soul. Although he was dizzy and weak for a long time, at least he saved his life.

In this desperate situation, Xiao Lin couldn't help but think of what Murong Yuntian said to him, and he made up his mind to start attacking the sixth level of the Heaven-Repairing Sutra.

Xiao Lin also understood that this was just the guess of Murong Yuntian's confidante, and it did not mean that he would definitely succeed. It was just that he had no choice now, and he had no choice but to give it a try.

Xiao Lin began to put aside all distracting thoughts, and the formula of the Bu Tian Jing began to flow in his sea of ​​consciousness. Xiao Lin also slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of oblivion.

In the Tian Jue Domain, due to the amazing gravity, only a very small number of tough ancient trees in all the mountains and forests can survive, and these ancient trees can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, and their branches and leaves are dark green, so here, there is no change of seasons at all.

Time flies, but in this mountain forest, it has never left the slightest trace.

On this day, the sun was bright, and the warm sun fell on the earth, and the rocks were also exposed to the sun, emitting a series of gorgeous mist.

Suddenly, a seven-color rainbow bridge appeared above the void, crossing the void. It was unknown how long it was, and it was unknown how long it had been. A white line appeared in the forest. This white line was inconspicuous, only the thickness of a thumb, and crossed the sky and the earth. This white line began to become thicker and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thickness of dozens of feet. It was a huge tornado.

"Swish~~~"

With a flash of black light, it circled up from the valley and landed on the top of a stone mountain in the blink of an eye. When the black light dissipated, a huge body was revealed. It was the sky-devouring beast Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei stared with a pair of big black eyes, looking at the huge tornado above the void with surprise.

"Such a powerful spiritual power, is the boss really going to break through? God, this kind of spiritual power is probably not much less than that of the Great Spiritual Venerable." The little black dog also showed a horrified expression on his face, and couldn't help but speak human language and talk to himself.

As a sky-devouring beast, it also felt a trace of fear from the bottom of its heart. It knew very well that its boss Xiao Lin was only a cultivator in the late stage of the tribulation, but the power of his consciousness at this moment was comparable to that of the peak existence in the spiritual world such as the Great Spiritual Venerable and the Supreme Saint Ancestor. If it were someone else, it would be impossible to withstand this huge power of consciousness, and the sea of ​​consciousness would burst and die.

But its boss, who had practiced the Bu Tian Jing, seemed to have no such obstacle at all. At this moment, the power of consciousness gradually unfolded, and the huge white tornado quickly split into two, and then two into four. In the blink of an eye, everything in sight was a huge white tornado storm, densely packed, and it was unknown how far it extended.

On the earth, whether it was the rocks or the ancient trees as hard as fine iron, anything that touched the white tornado storm would immediately be silently annihilated and turned into nothingness.

The only place that was not ravaged by the white tornado storm was the mountain where Xiao Hei was and the small valley covering a range of hundreds of feet.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Xiao Hei's reverence for his boss could no longer be described in words. At the beginning, he was just controlled by his boss's forbidden magic, but after gradually understanding his boss's terrifying magical powers, he gradually began to recognize Xiao Lin.

Especially now, after seeing the boss's extremely terrifying spiritual power, he was completely convinced. He didn't even dare to imagine that if the boss cultivated to become an immortal one day, his spiritual power would be so terrifying that he was afraid that a glance would be enough to kill a true immortal of the same level in seconds.

"Buzz buzz buzz ~~" After the raging white tornado storm spread, it actually began to gather again and merge with each other. In the blink of an eye, only dozens of white tornadoes were left, surrounding the small valley.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei's eyes widened, and he saw that around the dozens of white tornadoes, black flames began to emerge, winding and spreading, and dozens of white tornadoes continued to gather and merge. Every time they merged, the surrounding black "flame" spread more than twice.

After a moment, only a white tornado remained, and this white tornado began to compress downward from the void, and the surrounding dark "flames" also gathered together, turning into a dark black hole several dozen feet in size.

Seeing the black hole, Xiao Hei's jaw almost dropped, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mind black hole?"

Xiao Hei felt his heart trembling. Although he thought of his boss's spiritual power reaching an extremely terrifying level after practicing the sixth level of the Bu Tian Jing, he still couldn't believe it when he saw the "mind black hole".

Mind black hole is a space magical power that can only be produced by the huge power of spiritual consciousness and the integration of space rules. It is also a top existence among space magical powers.

For a cultivator, if his mind is not as strong as the one who performs this magical power, once he falls into the "black hole of mind", he will lose his consciousness and be exiled by the black hole into the endless void of the universe. The key is that after losing his mind, he will always "sleep" in his own sea of ​​consciousness, unless his mind is strong enough, maybe he can wake up after countless years, or he will die in "sleep" and disappear.

The black hole of mind requires a very high level of comprehension of the rules of space. Although it has not yet reached perfection, Xiao Hei suddenly has a feeling that his boss is not far from reaching perfection in the rules of space.

Inside the stone chamber.

Xiao Lin sat cross-legged, with a snow-white vortex flashing between his eyebrows, and a light gray light appeared around him, almost covering the entire stone chamber.

As the light grey light began to shrink, Xiao Lin, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stretched out his right hand. The grey light also gathered in his palm and turned into a pitch-black sphere, only an inch in size, but extremely pure black.

Until this moment, Xiao Lin let out a long sigh and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment his eyes opened, the whole stone chamber darkened. Xiao Lin's eyes, as dark as ink, gradually regained their spirit, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"After three thousand years, I finally survived the crisis and successfully cultivated the Bu Tian Jing to the sixth level."

Xiao Lin's retreat this time took three thousand years. Three thousand years may not be long for a cultivator like Xiao Lin in the Crossing Tribulation Period, but if you know what he has experienced in these three thousand years, you will know what it means to live a day like a year.

The Bu Tian Jing from the Purple God Chapter is indeed a method of refining the spirit that can seize the fortune of heaven and earth. The method of advancing to the sixth level imagined by Murong Yuntian's confidante is not wrong, but there are some deviations.

The so-called dispersing of spiritual consciousness is true, but it is not just dispersing spiritual consciousness. Instead, it is necessary to continuously expand the sea of ​​consciousness through the method of dispersing spiritual consciousness, which is just like the Dantian Qi Sea of ​​​​the cultivator.

In the process of cultivation, Xiao Lin gradually realized that the reason why the Bu Tian Jing could not advance to the sixth level is that the sea of ​​consciousness of the spiritual world cultivators has a capacity limit. When advancing to the Mahayana stage, the power of spiritual consciousness has basically reached the most powerful level. Then, as the cultivators perfect the power of rules, the magic power will be further refined under the power of rules. In addition, their use of the power of rules has reached the level of being as easy as using one's arm, so they can completely crush ordinary Mahayana cultivators.

However, the spiritual power of an existence like the Holy Ancestor Lingzun is only 30% to 40% stronger than that of a Mahayana cultivator, and it is impossible to achieve a crushing improvement.

Even if one is at the level of Great Spiritual Venerable Supreme Saint Ancestor, he may be able to kill a Mahayana cultivator with a single move, but his spiritual power is only 70% to 80% stronger than that of a Mahayana cultivator at most, and it is impossible to achieve a leap-forward improvement.

After practicing the Bu Tian Jing to the fifth level, Xiao Lin, who is at the Crossing Tribulation Stage, has a spiritual power comparable to that of a Mahayana cultivator, so that his sea of ​​consciousness can no longer accommodate more spiritual power. This is just like the Dantian Qi Sea of ​​a cultivator. With the improvement of the realm, the capacity of the Dantian Qi Sea can be greatly increased, thereby increasing his own mana by multiples.

The same is true for the sea of ​​consciousness. For ordinary cultivators, the spiritual power can only be improved with the improvement of the realm, but Xiao Lin, who has practiced the Bu Tian Jing, is different. This heaven-defying spiritual refining technique makes his spiritual power far surpass that of cultivators of the same level, especially after advancing to the fifth level, it has reached the limit of the spiritual power that the sea of ​​consciousness can accommodate. This is also the fundamental reason why he cannot break through again and enter the sixth level.

Murong Yuntian's confidante Ji Hongyin may have discovered this point, and then she thought of the method of dispersing the power of consciousness and re-cultivating the Bu Tian Jing.

This method itself is not wrong. As the saying goes, there is no establishment without destruction, but Xiao Lin dispersed the power of consciousness three times during the practice. Each time he re-cultivated, it took a thousand years. Dispersing the power of consciousness is different from the spiritual shock caused by Xiao Lin's soul-devouring power of the swallowing turtle. It is a kind of pain from the soul that strips away the primordial spirit. The pain of expanding the sea of ​​consciousness is also unbearable for ordinary people. Fortunately, Xiao Lin survived, and after some twists and turns, the Bu Tian Jing was finally cultivated to the sixth level.

Just thinking about the process of his three thousand years of seclusion and hard practice, Xiao Lin was terrified. In this process, if there was a mistake in any link, he was afraid that everything would have disappeared.

At the same time, Xiao Lin also understood that the reason why he was able to cultivate to the sixth level of the Bu Tian Jing was also a bit of luck. He swallowed the Jade Dew of Creation every hundred years without a break in the past three thousand years, which also allowed him to reach the pinnacle of his understanding of the rules of space. Although he has not yet reached perfection, he seems to be almost at the door, as if he is only one step away from the final step.

But it is precisely because of his increasingly thorough understanding of the mysteries of the rules of space that he has been able to cultivate the Bu Tian Jing more and more smoothly. In the end, he was able to integrate the power of the rules with his soul, and thus comprehend this mind black hole magical power, which was really beyond his expectations.

I was sent to the northeast by my boss for two days again, and I only came back tonight. It’s hard~~