Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 541: Earth-shaking and comparable to the ancient sages
Smoke rose from the bronze cauldron on the jade table, wisps of it rising slowly upwards, resembling a crane spreading its wings, and the cool fragrance came over, bringing a refreshing and refreshing feeling. The nun on the lotus throne waved her sleeves, making a crisp sound, breaking the silence in the room. She stood up and moved closer to the high-hanging bronze mirror, as if she could see more clearly this way, and said, "This is definitely not a coincidence!"

The other middle-aged monk did not stand up, but his body leaned forward. His eyes turned into a glassy color, like the sky washed by clear snow. He had a kind of insight. After a moment of hesitation, he expressed his agreement and said, "It's not a coincidence."

Although in the history of the sect there were indeed disciples with great fortune and great aura, who came to the temple and saw the true meaning of the precious scriptures, and came to the temple one after another and gained a lot, but everything before his eyes was obviously different. The little guy in the mirror was well-targeted and just right.

The little guy in the mirror finished reading another scripture, and then with a casual move of his hand, another scripture fell down. As soon as he got it in his hand, the energy around him surged like a spring, and it was like a group of fish spitting bubbles, dazzling and extraordinary in nature.

The light in the middle-aged monk's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he said, "Another one. He is really able to find the true meaning of the vast number of scriptures and secret books in the temple. How did he do it?"

Was it because of the resonance between the "Purple and Blue High Saint Yuanhuang Transformation into Dragon Diagram" and the Dao trace left by the founder of the sect at the mountain gate, or some other means? Even though he was no longer an ordinary cave immortal, he couldn't understand it.

The nun lowered her head, the jade beads hanging on her temples reflected the curiosity in her eyes. According to the rules of Wanjing Academy, everyone relies on their own ability and fate, and others cannot interfere, ask, or tell others. This made her feel like she was being scratched by a cat.

For a moment, the two of them had their own thoughts and the hall became quiet again. Only Zhou Qing on the standing bronze mirror shone brighter and brighter as he comprehended the secret scriptures that contained astonishing true meanings. He was like a huge black sun, but there was no trace of horror. Instead, it gave people a sense of peace.

The space and time before my eyes seemed to be dyed by waves of deep water. All colors faded away, leaving only black, simple, deep, and ancient, with no end in sight.

At this moment, the black color permeated the entire mirror, as if it would overflow into the main hall at any time.

Faintly, the two Dongtian Immortals in the hall heard the sound of water, like the eternal flowing tide, coming from ancient times, endlessly, with a kind of unchanging and icy feeling in eternal change.

"this,"

Even the usually calm middle-aged cultivator could not sit still when he heard the sound of water. He stood up and stood shoulder to shoulder with the nun in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the waves on the mirror that were like the bottom of a thousand-foot abyss. The clouds on the top of the head kept dropping seal characters, and the starlight surrounded his body, forming hexagrams and arrangements.

The main hall has a forbidden magic array set up by successive generations, isolating everything and making it difficult for any magic to invade. However, at this moment, the strange power at the place where Zhou Qing was actually transmitted through the mysterious connection and affected the main hall. One can imagine how shocked he was.

If such news were to be passed on, it would probably spread throughout the sect immediately, no less than the recent event of the resonance of the Dao traces left by the founder of the sect.

"It's also a good thing."

After a long time, the middle-aged monk returned to the lotus throne and sat down. The two immortals ascended together, which was indeed an unparalleled glory, but such an ascension to the upper realm would undoubtedly drain the sect's luck and make the sect's fortune go down. When the sect's luck was declining, such a genius appeared out of nowhere, which just stabilized the sect's confidence.

After all, such a brilliant person can only come from a sect with great luck. This tells everyone that the luck of the Biyou Palace has temporarily declined due to the ascension of the two real people, but even in this state, the Biyou Palace is still enough to protect the geniuses in the sect, and the sky is high and the birds fly freely.

At this time, the nun in the hall did not speak. A strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes as she stared at the center of Zhou Qing's brows. It seemed that a scroll of scriptures was taking shape there?

"Could it be?"

The nun had a guess in her mind, but found it hard to believe. She clenched her jade hands in her sleeves, and hexagonal patterns appeared on her hands as she fell gracefully.

In the hall, Zhou Qing sat still, with a circle of halo on the top of his head. Outside, invisible scriptures were opened, with countless words bursting out from them. Every word was like a pearl, shining brightly, forming a continuous dark color. He opened his eyes wide, radiating light outside, and the magic power in his body circulated around it, circle after circle, round after round, coming and going, making the wisdom halo between his brows brighter and brighter.

During this period of time, he used an item he brought from his clan that had a close connection with the Biyou Palace to illuminate the true meaning of the many precious scriptures and secret books in the palace. He selected out the mysterious ones that were suitable for himself, read and comprehended them one by one, and transformed them into a thorough understanding of this mysterious skill, "The Purple and Blue High Saint Yuanhuang Transformation into a Dragon Diagram."

During this process, the consumption of his spiritual power and energy was astonishing, but fortunately he possessed the rare treasure, the Green Pool of Creation, and he was able to use it as usual, mobilizing the power of sweet rain to keep himself in peak condition and not delay his comprehension.

In this way, he turned a deaf ear to the outside world and focused on reading the scriptures in the hall. As time went by, his understanding of "The Purple and Blue High Saint Yuanhuang Transformation into a Dragon" became deeper and deeper. In the end, based on his own attainments of the mysterious skills of two eras, one positive and one strange, he integrated what he had learned and opened up a path of his own understanding.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Qing's accumulated insights reached a peak, and then he could no longer control them, pouring out like a flood. In the end, they gathered into words, listed in front and behind him.

As if being pulled by an invisible giant hand, all the words rotated and fell down, standing up into a scripture, flying into the hall, and together with other scriptures and secret books, shining like the sun and the moon.

Perhaps because it was just completed, at that moment, the light of this newly created book was unexpectedly dazzling, and it actually overwhelmed all the precious scriptures and secret books in other halls at once, just like a sky full of stars shining brightly and a bright sun rising.

Zhou Qing looked at his unintentional insights which had actually condensed into a scripture. He also ascended to the hall and was stunned. He looked up at the vast sea of ​​scriptures and thought: It seems that many of the scriptures and secret books in the hall were also the result of the insights of the ancestors of the Biyou Palace. After some amazing gains, it was natural for them to be turned into a book?
This can be regarded as a tribute to the ancestors!
“It has come to this.”

The nun in the main hall watched the scripture take shape, then leap into the air, like the rising sun. The vitality and brightness at that moment overwhelmed the other scriptures and secret books. She sighed softly and returned to her lotus throne and sat down.

She had read about such sutras in the classics of Wanjing Academy and had also seen them with her own eyes, but without exception, only cave-heaven true talents could achieve such accomplishments. Now that a Nascent Soul cultivator has achieved this, it really makes people at a loss for words.

(End of this chapter)