Mirror of the Sky

Although Sen Xuanji suffered a temporary disaster and was a slave due to national calamities and wars, he has a long and valuable family, and his knowledge is extremely broad.

Unlike the ordinary slaves around who saw Zhang Huansheng hanging in the sky and looked like a **** and Buddha, they really thought that the gods and Buddhas appeared in the world and worshipped them.

No matter how many water droplets are transformed, it is obviously not solid. When attacking, it can entangle ordinary people and cultivators and drown at most. When encountering a master of the earth, the sect guard will be shattered by a single blow. ;

Or later drilled out from under the earth's crust, his face was blurred, but his body was strong, but his movements were unusually clumsy and stiff. The mud giants who straightened the giant boat faintly showed that the man in the sky was just a person who practiced the best method in the world, so he was powerful. , the actual cultivation level is only a cultivator who has just stepped into the sky.

Of course, the word 'just' is compared with the great supernatural beings. In the ordinary world, the cultivators of the heavenly rank are already considered to be first-class characters of the gods.

And it is precisely because this cultivator is just a 'just' mortal in the eyes of the great supernatural beings, but in the eyes of mortals, he is like a fairy Buddha with magical powers, and the situation is awkward, so many people gradually transformed into two extremes. One's temperament, one is to have a lofty mind, to cultivate even more, and to strive to one day break through to become a great supernatural being, and to enjoy the freedom between heaven and earth;

The second is that I feel that the future of cultivation is difficult, and I am afraid that I will never be able to break through in this life. It is better to use the capital that I have cultivated hard in the past to enjoy the wealth and joy in the world.

Among these two types of cultivators, the former tends to be modest and unwilling to easily reveal supernatural powers when it is not necessary.

The latter, however, loves to be admired and revered by others. For this reason, he is often willing to spend a lot of effort to pretend to be a ghost in front of mortals, and his temper is often unpredictable and uncertain.

And what Zhang Huansheng did last night fell into the eyes of Sen Xuanji, very much like the kind of person who just reached the heavenly rank, and felt that the way forward for cultivation was cut off, wandering around the world and living a smart life, when he happened to meet someone at sea. A cultivator who has reached out to take care of human trafficking.

Otherwise, how could there be a strong man in the sky who would cast a secret technique for no reason, and make the sky full of people, the escorts of the demons and the demons, surrounded by the wind and rain, waiting for a few hours, just for the sake of not being salty or bland and thousands of quilts. The rescued slave declares grace and shows strength.

Therefore, I just saw that some of the rescued slaves were ignorant and repeatedly begged to save their dead relatives. Sen Xuanji knew that the monk of the day would definitely not be able to do it, lest he would feel bad for it and turn against each other, so he hurried forward and said Some pleasant, nice words.

At this moment, seeing that the first-level cultivator was actually Zhang Huansheng, who had been with him for more than 20 days, he teased him and asked a question. Sen Xuanji couldn't elaborate on the various thoughts and scruples in his heart, so he said with a wry smile: He is a high-ranking person, and he walks the world on weekdays, yet he can still be praised.

There's no shortage of little old man like me, so don't make a joke.

Now, although the thousands of us are freed by the great grace of our charioteer, we are trapped in this island in the depths of the wild ocean, and the merchant ships that transported us are no longer usable..."

Hearing this, Zhang Huansheng realized that because of his breakthrough in Xuan Gong, his cultivation had achieved both internal and external benefits. He also tried the power of the earth-level and heaven-level monks for the first time. For a very important matter, he hurriedly used his supernatural powers to capture the sea-drilling crocodile not far away with a whirlwind, and asked, "The sea-drilling crocodile, your sea-going boat can be repaired in a few days, can the rest of the boatman be enough to drive the boat? ?"

The crocodile was stunned when he saw that the figure who looked like an immortal and Buddha landed on the sky just now, but he was an orphan who had been deceived by him, and he couldn't help but recover.

At this time, Zhang Huansheng used the power to control the wind, and he took it to his side like a chicken, and suddenly he came to his senses and replied tremblingly: "Venourable Rong, Rong Bin, this sea ship is really badly damaged. , If you don't enter the dock, I'm afraid it has already been repaired, and it will not be repaired.

And even if it's well repaired, only us, these dozen or so people, can never drive such a huge ship. "

"If you say that, you can't repair well, and you can't go!" Zhang Huansheng said with wide eyes and lost his voice, but after panicking, he thought about it carefully. Although this wild and giant island is full of beasts and monsters, as long as he does not occupy the primordial spirit In this place, it is not expected that there will be any danger.

And a side of heaven and earth with a radius of three or fifty miles is also enough for him to live and cultivate, so he can continue to cultivate with patience and break through to the ground level in the future. Naturally, he can try to cross the sea alone and return to Dongzhou.

After thinking about it, he felt that there was a way out, and Zhang Huansheng's expression became calm again, but Sen Xuanji, who was opposite him, frowned and muttered: "These thousands of people are trapped on the island, and they are stored on the boat. How long can we live with food and herbs.

I'm afraid that at most one or two months will run out of medicine and food, either starve to death, or be hurt by the chaos miasma, kill each other and die, this, this, this is how to do it..."

A clever woman is hard to cook without rice. No matter how knowledgeable and strategic Sen Xuanji is, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will not be able to perform on this isolated island. Instead, Zhang Huansheng pondered for a moment, pointed to the collapsed Foshan in the distance, and said with a smile: "Mr. Sen, don't panic, have you seen that weird-looking hill?

The mountain was originally the legacy left by the great virtue of Buddhism in the Middle Ages, Sumeru, where the Daxumi Temple is located.

Because the younger generation favored Daxian's legacy, he was hated by the Emperor of Chu and the monarch of Xu Kingdom, and was destroyed by the imperial army together with many monks.

However, although the mountain gate has been destroyed, the barrier laid by the monks is still there. As long as it is activated, the miasma within a radius of 30 miles around the hill will be suppressed deep underground.

If it doesn't erupt, it's like a pure land of familiar land, and people can live. "

If you want to turn the savage land where the chaotic miasma seeps out from the ground almost every day, into a pure land where the human race can thrive, there are many ways for the Yanhuang people alone.

But only 'Liding Dingfeng' is a once-and-for-all method without hidden dangers, and the rest requires a lot of effort to maintain. Unless there is a last resort, living for a long time is definitely not worth the loss.

The so-called 'Liding Ding Fengguo' means that when some officials made great achievements, the ruler of the orthodox dynasty of Yan and Huangdi went to the extremely mysterious 'Emperor Hall' to worship the ancient Yan and Huang emperors. The 'ancestral fire' incarnated after death, and then use the branches of the sacred wood 'dangling' to draw a cluster of flames from the ancestral fire and put them in a white box.

After returning to the dynasty, the emperor gave the bi boxes containing the roots of the 'ancestral fire' to the ministers who had made meritorious deeds.

The courtiers were transformed, and they became semi-independent monarchs of the central court. In the future, they only needed to cast a copper cauldron, enclose the roots of the 'ancestral fire' in the cauldron, and then choose a suitable wilderness and bury the bronze cauldron. The pure land of the familiar land came and became his country.