The Immortal Spiritual Picture

At Li Wuyan's feet, a human-shaped purple corpse was lying on the ground. Its upper and lower bodies were separated by lightning. It seemed that the attack power of the last thunderstorm actually fell on him.

It was the scapegoat Yan Wuyan had carefully cultivated for many years!

At the same time, although the calamity clouds in the sky have not dispersed, the sound of thunder in them has gradually dissipated. It is obvious that the thunder calamity Yan Wuyan experienced has ended, and what he has passed through is the one with an 80% chance of death. Sixty-nine thunder tribulations.

Seeing that Yan Wuyan was still alive, the four late-stage integration monks couldn't help but be happy. After the two music cultivators saluted Emperor Qi, they flew forward with their instruments in their arms. They stopped when they reached the edge of the original valley and sat cross-legged in thin air. Putting his hands on the strings of the piano, he began to play music to help Yan Wuyan overcome the demons in his heart.

At this moment, the calamity of inner demons has not yet come, so Yan Wuyan doesn't care about the rest, and just tries his best to run his exercises to restore his true essence. At the same time, he is holding in his hand a piece of spiritual jade that is all white and naturally inlaid with cathodes. Half of Xuantian Liangyi Jade.

The calamity of the inner demon has always been mysterious. If you are not an outsider, you can't see the specific details of the calamity. You can only make some inferences based on the changes in the face and mood during the calamity.

On top of the ruins of the valley, I saw two music practitioners with exquisite skills. The pipa and the yueqin both played the same tune. Although the timbres were different, they were both as unforgettable as the white snow in spring.

Looking at the North Cliff, Emperor Qi scanned the area with his spiritual consciousness. He felt relieved after not finding anything unusual.

Emperor Qi looked at the black calamity clouds in the distant sky for a long time, and finally closed his eyes as if tired and just sat cross-legged quietly.

After one day and one night like this, Yan Wuyan's whole body was filled with golden light, and his aura completely entered the Mahayana!

As soon as his eyes opened, an unfathomable mighty coercion rolled out. At the same time, the calamity cloud rolled out, revealing a golden light covering Yan Wuyan's body. The golden light seemed to be the top healing holy product. , just bathing in it makes people feel extremely comfortable, as if it has turned into a spring breeze and traveled through the world and dissolved in all things.

However, this was not enough. As the golden light quickly healed Yan Wuyan's injuries, the color of the rolling calamity cloud suddenly turned into a five-color glow and fell. Its aura was far more brilliant than what Yan Wuyan had gained when he advanced to the Mahayana. The spiritual tide multiplied several times!

At the same time, crystallized fine threads suddenly condensed in the sky, falling delicately and silently like spring rain, and the surface of the earth also flashed golden light and rushed to bloom golden lotuses.

Most of the injuries were healed in a blink of an eye. Yan Wuyan didn't dare to delay when he saw the situation. He clasped his hands together, and a shadow of more than ten feet suddenly appeared behind him. Judging from his body shape and appearance, he was the same as Yan Wuyan!

This is exactly the Dharma without words!

After the monks advance to Mahayana, they can condense the Dharma by themselves without the help of other spiritual objects;

The sweet rain from the sky and the golden lotus from the earth are both transformed from the purest heaven and earth energy. Absorbing it to reshape the body is of great benefit to the monks. M.

I saw Yan Wuyan's hands condensing the magic formulas rapidly, spitting out obscure formulas from his mouth, and accompanied by Yan Wuyan's soft drink, whether it was golden light or five-color spiritual tides, or the sweet rain falling from the sky or the golden lotus rising from the ground, they all came to Yan Wuyan like a tide. Silence and the Dharma above his head surged away!

The newly formed Dharma is like a black hole sponge, rapidly absorbing all kinds of pure spiritual energy and vitality of heaven and earth;

Yan Wuyan formed a vortex of spiritual energy all over his body. While using this pure energy to reshape his physical body, his true energy, spiritual consciousness, and even his soul grew rapidly!

Looking at the northern cliff, Emperor Qi finally smiled when he saw this scene.

The two monks behind him who were in the late stages of integration were even more happy and clapped their hands in joy.

At this time, the two late-stage fusion monks who were performing music to weaken the inner demons of Yan Wuyan also returned to Emperor Qi. Emperor Qi looked at the two people who looked happy but a little pale and encouraged:

"This time, brother, you have put in a lot of effort to advance to the Mahayana. You should be rewarded double."

Hearing this, the joy in their eyes became even more intense.

I saw the two of them quickly bowing and thanking each other.

"Thank you Emperor Qi for the reward. I don't deserve it."

Emperor Qi didn't want to say any more words.

"You guys should go back and rest first!"

After sending away the four subordinates, Emperor Qi suddenly became less upright. She took out a pill and swallowed it. Looking at Yan Wuyan who had successfully advanced to Mahayana, she thought about when her injury would be healed. , after my brother’s realm has stabilized and he has the spiritual treasure in hand, he will go next door to find the bad luck of the two Wing Clan Mahayana!

Thinking of this, Emperor Qi suddenly felt very good.

About two hours later, the whirlpool of spiritual energy caused by Yan Wuyan finally weakened and dissipated. Emperor Qi stood up and flew to Yan Wuyan. Just as Yan Wuyan had finished repairing his body, his whole body felt refreshed. There was also a lively look of joy on his face.

"Congratulations, brother, for successfully surviving the Mahayana tribulation and becoming a Mahayana monk."

Qi Di smiled and cupped his hands.

Although Yan Wuyan's face was filled with joy, he could not help but feel lingering fear.

"A sixty-nine thunder tribulation forced me into this situation. If you and I hadn't prepared these many means, I'm afraid I would really be buried here today."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh.

I really can’t imagine how Emperor Qi survived.

Emperor Qi smiled when he heard this and said:

“Advancing to Mahayana, only focus on the results regardless of the process.

Now that my brother has advanced to Mahayana, our Qi country has two Mahayana monks. When I think that this matter will soon be spread to the ears of the Yi clan monks, I feel even better. "

The Qi Kingdom and the Yi Clan have been fighting to the death for thousands of years. No matter who they are, they naturally don't want to see the other party's strength increase, but they can do nothing about the situation.

He said without saying anything:

"I'm afraid it's not just the Wing Clan who are unhappy after knowing this."

Emperor Qi snorted coldly,

"That's not up to them."

Seeing that Emperor Qi didn't look very good, he changed the subject without saying anything.

“You can feel more relaxed in the future;

Even if we have been closed for hundreds of thousands of years, we don’t have to worry about foreign enemies. We have our own borders to guard. "

For Qi State, the benefits of Yan Wuyan's advancement to Mahayana naturally go beyond this, let's see!

At the moment, Yan Wuyan needs to retreat for a short period of time to stabilize his cultivation and become familiar with his own strength;

Emperor Qi and the country of Qi can start preparing the Mahayana code.

Emperor Qi nodded, and then remembered something,

"I wonder if my brother just noticed the existence of the power of law?"

Notes from ancestors record: Within a few breaths after a monk successfully advances to Mahayana, his five senses and inspiration will improve dramatically. At this time, the monk can sense the existence of the law, but due to the short time and realm restrictions, he cannot use the driving law. .

Speaking of this, Yan Wuyan nodded in wonder,

"It's a pity that it only lasts less than half a breath, so it can't sense much."

Emperor Qi smiled:

"You can already beat many people in half a breath."