Mirroring the changes

After a period of time, Xin Pu stayed in Kongchao Zen Temple, and was taken care of by Master Jimo, Li Sao and Huaisheng.

Li Chen returned to Bukong Mountain and soon announced his retreat!

The time he spent on this trip exceeded his expectations, but the gains were also amazing.

He learned the "Mud Plow Knife Method" and "Infinite Seal Method" (Part 2) in the Vajra Temple.

He also learned the "Infinite Seal Method" (Part 1) in the Great Leiyin Temple, and thus practiced the complete "Infinite Seal Method".

And then he got the "Free Seal Method" in the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave of Nalanda Temple.

In this way, Li Chen got four of the six paths of Bodhidharma: "Uninterrupted Seal Method", "Killing Seal Method", "Infinite Seal Method" and "Free Seal Method".

The six paths of Bodhidharma are the great ways realized by Patriarch Bodhidharma.

Patriarch Bukong was a scholar who was once called a genius in the world of cultivation once in a thousand years. On the basis of the "Six Paths of Bodhidharma", he added his own understanding and further derived the unique "Six Strokes to Cancel".

Previously, Li Chen visualized the word "cause" behind the Bukong Waterfall, and had already comprehended "The Cause of Breaking the Way" and "The Cause of Eliminating the Way".

This time of retreat, he was determined to comprehend the two strokes corresponding to "The Infinite Seal Method" and "The Free Seal Method".

...

Shasheng Temple, the northern foot of Xisui Peak.

This is where the Shasheng Temple discovered the red gold mine.

Most of the captives captured by the Shasheng Temple also served here.

After this period of excavation, four neatly arranged mine caves have appeared on the entire northern foot of Xisui Peak.

Each mine cave is several feet high, with red gold light overflowing from it.

There are reinforced wooden stakes all around, and the entrance to the cave is a fairy rope and a cloud-rising tower.

This fairy rope and cloud-rising tower are the mechanisms made by the Five Laws Zen Temple of Shasheng Temple.

Anyone who enters the cloud-rising tower and pulls the fairy rope can fly through the clouds without consuming spirit stones.

Rise all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

These miners were all captured by the Killing Temple, and they were all evil people.

They were placed at the foot of Xisui Peak and guarded by the disciples of Sanbao Zen Temple.

Every day at Mao time, they could enter the red gold mine cave through Yunsheng Tower and Shenxian Rope.

And at Shen time, they could take Yunsheng Tower down.

It was daytime, and the miners were working hard.

In the mine cave, there were metal collision sounds one after another.

Every time there was a crisp sound, a rare piece of red gold ore would be produced.

Ordinary pickaxes could not cut red gold ore.

The pickaxes used by the miners were not ordinary pickaxes, but the cold iron pickaxes specially made by Wulu Zen Temple.

Red metal is fire, and cold iron is water.

Water can overcome fire, and only pickaxes made of cold iron can cut red gold ore.

Although such pickaxes are sharp, few people can wield them freely because of the heavy cold iron.

In the depths of the mine, a figure was as flexible as an arm, relaxed and cheerful.

The pickaxe was raised high and dropped heavily.

Clang~

If you are lucky, you can see the red-gold cross section soon.

At this time, a smile will bloom on the dark face, and a pair of sesame-sized pupils will tremble slightly.

Who would have thought that this person is the Ghost Son of the Ghost Cult.

It is obvious that he has adapted to his current identity and has a new life goal: to become the strongest miner in Xisui Peak!

It is obvious that he is indeed talented in mining.

Especially his ghost eyes, which are still unaffected even in the dark.

This alone is enough to make him more efficient than other miners.

And the result is indeed so. The red gold ore in his basket is much more than that of other miners.

Another piece of red gold ore~

Today's goal has been completed long ago. Thinking of having a full meal in the evening, the Ghost Son actually showed a happy smile on his face.

I don't know when he has completely fallen in love with this feeling of throwing his arms around and groping alone in the dark.

You never know what you can find with a pickaxe.

Even though he had already achieved his goal, he still did not relax.

Because only one person can become a gold miner every day, and each gold miner can get an extra black-footed chicken.

This chicken has delicious meat and full of spiritual energy. Eating it can nourish the body and make your mining speed faster!

And the Ghost Saint has a strong competitor... Venerable Qingyan.

This old guy relies on his high body forging skills and mines very fast.

Qingyan has been a gold miner for three consecutive days. He said that he must not be allowed to succeed today!

Must eat chicken tonight! !

Thinking of this, he began to work hard again.

The pickaxe was swung faster and faster, and even left a residual image in the air.

Clang~

Another purple-gold light.

The Ghost Saint curved his mouth: The strongest miner must be me!

Just when he was about to bend down to pick up the ore, he suddenly paused.

A panic rose in his heart for no reason.

Then he turned back and looked in the direction of the cave entrance, his sesame-sized pupils shaking up and down.

…

South Xinjiang, in the wilderness.

An unknown grave.

Bang!

A loud noise, the sky was shaken.

Stone chips flew all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

When the dust settled, a tall figure was seen standing in the chaos.

He put his hands behind his back, and his aura was dormant.

Although he did not move, he seemed to be wrapped in wind and thunder.

A wisp of cold wind blew, the giant's hair swayed slightly, and the fallen leaves on the tree fluttered.

Before the cool wind entered the ground and the fallen leaves returned to their roots, the figure had disappeared.

Quack quack quack~

At some point, a group of crows suddenly arrived.

Ta-da-da.

Their sharp beaks made a crisp sound when hitting the ground.

The loose soil was shaken off, and the white bones on the ground were covered with rotten flesh and blood.

The stench filled the entire valley.

In a trance, only the jubilant and hoarse cries of crows remained.

Thirty miles away, a pale cemetery.

Desolate, withered, decayed, old...

Only three candles were placed in front of the tombstone, adding a bit of liveliness.

No one knew that this was the residence of the Ghost Cult.

The Ghost Cult was both lucky and unfortunate.

Fortunately, it was born in Southern Xinjiang where there was no Killing Temple.

As soon as it appeared, it swept across the eight major sects in Southern Xinjiang with a crushing momentum.

Countless forces joined, and thousands of monks poured in.

For a time, it seemed to have become the largest sect in Southern Xinjiang.

Unfortunately, when it was about to clear all obstacles and unify the Southern Wilds, the Killing Temple appeared again.

Just a small Killing Buddha defeated the Ghost Cult several times.

Half of the four great masters became captives, and even the Ghost Saint became a miner.

Finally, the last time, when they and Wanshou Villa got involved in the Killing Forest, they were completely defeated by the Killing Buddha.

Later, one of the four great masters, Chi Lian, exchanged the Water Spirit Jade from the Killing Temple at the cost of the Nebula Banner, and then the Ghost Cult's incense continued.

Since then, the Ghost Cult has been keeping its tail between its legs and rarely appears in Southern Xinjiang.

This also tacitly acknowledged the fact that the Killing Temple has risen again in Southern Xinjiang.

Wow~

The three candles flickered.

When it settled down again, the mysterious man was standing in front of the tombstone.