My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

The Holy Master Xuantian carried his hands on his back and climbed the steps along the mountain road of Qingyun Peak. He did not hurry or slow down, quietly admiring the scenery along the way. He had already realized that the Qingyun Peak Mountain Protection Formation had the effect of counteracting the chaos and spiritual consciousness. Use divine sense to scan.

The entire Qingyun Peak is shrouded in the mist, with lush green trees, flowing springs and waterfalls, exotic flowers and plants in full bloom, pavilions and buildings dotted in the middle, and there are shallow ripples in the huge lake in the distance, which can be seen occasionally. The little beast full of aura jumped and ran vertically, like a natural picture scroll, but it lacked some popularity.

The Holy Master Xuantian walked forward for a while, and suddenly it seemed that he had entered another world, and the qi of the surrounding world had completely changed.

"Kang Keng Keng..."

The sword chirped in bursts, and the sound shook the soul.

On a boulder halfway up the mountain, there was a young man in white sitting quietly cross-legged, his whole body exuded a fierce sword intent that was soaring to the sky, the sword energy all over his body was agitated, and the void was shattered into pieces, giving people the feeling that it was like a handle reaching the sky. The Divine Sword pointed at the sky, and seemed to be able to sever all the ways.

Li Qingzhou!

Holy Master Xuantian was shocked. With the pure kendo spirit on Li Qingzhou, he could sense it clearly from hundreds of miles away.

However, he never sensed it at the foot of Qingyun Peak, and it was completely blocked by the formation of Qingyun Peak. The formation of Qingyun Peak was stronger than he imagined!

"Om Mani Padme Hum..."

The Buddhist sound of Chan singing resounds in the bottom of my heart, purifying the soul, and compassion is self-generated.

A chubby young monk sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree by the lake, dressed in a moon-white cloud pattern monk robe, with a solemn appearance and a sympathetic face, surrounded by golden lotus flowers with mysterious Sanskrit characters flowing around him. There are also phantoms of Buddhas looming, reciting Sanskrit sounds, and Buddha flowers blooming.

"Is this the little monk Fakong that Junior Brother Ye accepted later? I heard that he came from Wanfo Temple? The Buddhist rhythm on this son is extremely pure, and his aptitude is comparable to that of a saint. I really don't know why Wanfo Temple was originally. Get him out of the house..."

Holy Master Xuantian showed surprise, but before his thoughts fell, the aura around the little monk Fakong changed silently.

The young monk Fakong's posture remained the same, but the breath he exuded was completely different. Compassion turned into a wicked smile, and the golden lotus turned into a black lotus. The devil is alive.

The magical power of the little monk Fakong was too strong, which caused the divine power in Xuan Tiansheng's main body to stir, and he almost couldn't help but take action.

But in the next quarter of an hour, the aura on the little monk Fakong changed again, the magic power gradually evolved into a Buddhist rhyme, and the two diametrically opposed auras were perfectly fused and transformed.

The Holy Master Xuantian suppressed the urge to take action, and was amazed in his heart.

This is a devil Buddha!

No wonder Wanfo Temple wanted to kick him out!

Only a monstrous evildoer like Junior Brother Ye would dare to accept such a disciple!

Immediately afterwards, the gaze of the Holy Master Xuantian was attracted by a courtyard in the distance.

In the void outside the courtyard, there was a vision of heaven and earth that covered the sky and the sun. The real dragon took off, the fairy phoenix danced, the river galloped, the sea of ​​fire raged to the sky, the robbery of clouds and thunder, and the stars hung in the blue sky.

Holy Master Xuantian's eyes were even more astonished. He clearly remembered that Ye Chen had told him that Zi Menghan could only cultivate his spirit, but he actually cultivated to this level?

This is by no means just divine sense, but some kind of mysterious and mysterious mental power, which seems to be somewhat similar to the power of belief, but completely different.

Is Zi Menghan really a congenital waste body?

Holy Master Xuantian shook his head gently, stepped onto the vast platform in front of Ye Chen's cave, and walked slowly.

As he moved forward, he unknowingly seemed to have stepped into the rhythm of the avenues. The entire Qingyun Peak exudes a mysterious and inexplicable rhythm, as if explaining the origin of the heavens and the myriad ways, and the thousands of avenues are falling. Ming.

In the past, when Ye Chen practiced, a large amount of Dao rhyme would escape. It was not caused by the change of heaven and earth, but the waste of Dao rhyme during Ye Chen's cultivation, which filled the entire Qingyun Peak.

Since Ye Chen broke through to the Great Power Realm, the Dao Qi machine that escaped during cultivation has been introverted to within a few dozen meters of his body, and no longer floods the entire Qingyun Peak. The efficiency of cultivation is far higher than before.

However, the entire Qingyun Peak was still nourished by Ye Chen's Taoism at all times. The pavilions, pavilions, mountains, rocks and lakes all had their own unique auras.

The entire Qingyun Peak is a natural dojo, and the rhythm of Taoism is self-generated.

The Holy Master Xuantian walked a hundred steps on the vast platform in front of Ye Chen's cave, sat down cross-legged, and was brought into some kind of deep enlightenment by the Dao rhyme of Qingyun Peak.

"Buzzing..."

One hundred and eight stars appeared around the Holy Master Xuantian, and the stars were dazzling and dazzling, showing the potential of heaven and earth, surging with the vastness of heaven.

However, this is only his appearance.

With the passage of time, the profoundly hidden avenue of the Holy Master Xuantian was pulled out, and the vision around him also changed.

The stars in the heavens gradually disappeared, and a blazing sun and a bright moon emerged.

The sun and the moon shine together!

This is the true vision of the Holy Master Xuantian!

The star shining in the sky is just his disguise!

The Holy Master Xuantian wants to fight against the calamity to rebuild the Dao foundation, but he still has some confidence.

Ye Chen was naturally aware of the arrival of the Holy Master Xuantian, and allowed him to enlighten on the platform outside the cave without interfering too much.

Ye Chen invited the Holy Master Xuantian to Qingyun Peak, hoping that he could gain some insight here, and the hope of transcending the calamity was even greater.

Without Ye Chen's permission, the Holy Master Xuantian would not be able to enter Qingyun Peak, nor would he be able to sense the slightest rhythm of Qingyun Peak. Ye Chen could completely cover up the Dao rhyme of the entire Qingyun Peak!

It is estimated that it will take some time for the Holy Master Xuantian to understand the Dao here, and to reorganize and condense his own way, so he does not need to pay too much attention for the time being.

Ye Chen noticed that there was new news in the mentoring interface.

[Your disciple Zi Menghan has determined the fifth realm of the visualization practice system, the Nirvana realm. Nine turns to Nirvana, to death. 】

[Your disciple Zi Menghan has perfected the Heart Sutra of Great Freedom Visualization, and can now cultivate to the peak of Nirvana. 】

...

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows lightly, and this Nirvana state determined by Zi Menghan was equivalent to the powerful state of the divine power cultivation system.

If you can break through, you will instantly become a leader in the power realm!

Zi Menghan did not leave the customs and continued to concentrate on cultivation.

Three months later, the Holy Master Xuantian opened his eyes, like Yuan Ting Yue Li, with a majestic momentum, and the sun, moon, and stars were faintly disillusioned in his eyes.

The Holy Master Xuantian bowed his hands to Ye Chen's cave, and his voice was like a bell: "Thank you Junior Brother Ye for your guidance. I have reorganized and condensed my own way, and I have reached the pinnacle of what I can do. I am ready to transcend the calamity tomorrow. Junior Brother Ye If you have time, you can go to the ceremony.”

"How confident is the Holy Master now?" Ye Chen's voice came from the cave.

The Holy Master Xuantian sighed softly and said, "If I were at my peak, I would have a 90% certainty that I would be able to resist the calamity. However, the blood in my body has already begun to decline, even if I re-organize and condense the Dao method, it will still be difficult for me now. Only 50% sure."

"brush!"

There was a gap in Ye Chen's cave, and a purple root with an inch long, crystal clear, meandering like a dragon, filled with a strong chaotic atmosphere.

This is a root of Chaos Gourd Vine.

"I won't go to the ceremony. If the Holy Master can't resist, you can swallow this thing." Ye Chen's voice was calm as always.

Holy Master Xuantian took the root, and couldn't help being shocked.

The aura emanating from the roots has an aura of the origin of the world, but it seems to be more advanced, containing endless avenues, and just feeling a hint of aura seems to be able to break the shackles in his body!

As the Holy Master of Xuantian Holy Land, he claims to have extensive knowledge, but he has never heard of such treasures!

With this thing, he will be more than 90% sure of transcending the calamity!

"Thank you Junior Brother Ye!"

The Holy Master Xuantian understood the preciousness of this thing, thanked Ye Chen solemnly, and left floating.