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Chapter 352 Traceability
Thunderous spring water!

Wonderful things in the world have no roots or sources and can only be created by the creation of the world. They look like a pool of spring water, but in fact they are transformed from the vast ocean of thunder. Just as Li Ming realized before, thunder is a two-sided coin, which can control life or death (I changed it, but I actually think it can be used as a note).

Coke and fly ash are the first things that most people think of when they see thunder and lightning.

But what about this aspect of life?

Wan Lei Chun Shui is the best explanation!

It does not require any processing, nor any magic methods. Just one drop is enough to bring the dead back to life, and it is a first-class elixir of creation in the world.

This thing cannot be artificially manufactured and can only be produced under certain extreme conditions, and these opportunities are often fleeting.

In the past, there was a gourd fairy who carried seven gourds with him. One of the gourds was filled with Wanlei Chunshui. No one knew how he collected all the Wanlei Chunshui.

All I know is that at that time the demon tribe invaded on a large scale, and tens of millions of people were affected, some were injured, some were disabled, and there were countless deaths and injuries.

The Gourd Immortal couldn't bear to see this scene, so he raised his gourd and released a gourd of Wanlei Spring Water, which was sprinkled into the sky, and then a spring rain fell.

In the rain, all diseases of the human race disappeared, all injuries were cured, and broken limbs were regenerated. It can be said that as long as there was still a breath, they all survived. On the other hand, the demon race was treated in the opposite way in the rain. The rain broke their magic and hurt their bodies, and the falling water killed the demon souls!
The Great Immortal Gourd used a gourd of spring water to make it rain, and this rain created the Northern Region among the four regions of the human race today.

Later generations wrote a poem praising it:
The kind-hearted gourd fairy, spring water changes the world.

The demon souls are gone, and the Northern Territory Pillar is standing tall!
It was because of this battle that Wan Lei Chun Shui's name spread throughout the world and was hailed as one of the ten great treasures in the world.

That's why these senior experts couldn't sit still and made such a big move just by hearing these four words.

But when they arrived, it seemed a little late.

The clouds in the sky dissipated and the light disappeared.

Everyone stared at Li Ming in amazement, watching him train and endure in the thunder and fire, almost dying, but in the end there was a unexpected turn of events, and he was nourished by a spring rain.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

A voice sounded, coming from nowhere. Listening carefully, it seemed that the beating heart in his chest was telling something anxiously.

Following this sound, Li Ming's soul shrank and expanded, and vaguely, endless illusions emerged in his soul.

Bloodline tracing!
With the awakening of his bloodline, these ancient memories emerged in his mind bit by bit.

It’s like being on a bumpy boat, but the river under the boat is not any other river, it’s the river of time.

He staggered as if swimming upstream, with countless lights and shadows changing around him, as if as long as he wanted, he could cross the river of time and reproduce the past before his eyes.

At this moment, the text of "Return to the True Sutra" flowed through his heart like running water, and his slightly shaking soul immediately became as steady as Mount Tai.

The pictures before my eyes became clearer: the figures working hard on the land, the sluggish movements of grinding flour, the crazy bodies fighting with wolves, how they were domesticated by humans, and how wild they were in the past.

Primitive, bloody, survival instinct, bloodthirsty impulse!
Dull, sad, and angry, these monotonous and pure emotions constantly impacted his soul.

But who is Li Ming?
Countless reincarnations had long made his mind unshakable. At this moment, he was meditating quietly, and the method he had practiced in this world turned into one light golden rune after another, dancing on his spiritual platform. It was as if he was sitting on the purple gold lotus, unmoved by the eight winds!
I don’t know how much time has passed, it seemed like thousands of years, but also like just a moment. Time has no meaning here, and the light and shadow are still changing. Finally, some magical things began to appear, and those magical characteristics in the blood emerged. It was indestructible, could swallow the sky and eat the earth, could fly in the clouds, could escape from the ground and fly, and could control water and fire!
Suddenly, a species that Li Ming felt very familiar with and seemed to be very suitable for him appeared. It was a blue-black monster with only one leg and no horns on its head, but inexplicably, Li Ming felt somewhat familiar with it.

Suddenly the monster roared like thunder, and at the same time a dazzling light burst out from its body.

"Kui Niu?" It looks like an ox, with a green body and no horns, and one foot. When it enters or leaves water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder. Its name is Kui.

For some reason, Li Ming suddenly knew the identity of this monster and understood why he saw these images. After tracing his bloodline, he comprehended the thunder method and gained a trace of the true meaning of the thunder law between heaven and earth, so it was integrated with his bloodline. At this moment, as long as Li Ming was willing, he could immediately evolve into a Kuiniu in great strides.

Even if it is impossible to transform into an ancient mythical beast overnight, the concentration of its bloodline will definitely be greatly improved, and its control over thunder will also be greatly enhanced, bringing about a leap in all aspects.

As long as Li Ming is willing!

Just at this time.

"when……"

Suddenly, a sound like a bronze bell rang in Li Ming's ears.

"The Tathagata's true Dharma leads to enlightenment!"

A gentle voice sounded, and then the image of an old monk sitting on the grass appeared in front of Li Ming.

In front of the old monk there was a large circle of men, women, young and old, turtles, rabbits, poisonous snakes, pigeons, lions, tigers, elephants and all kinds of animals. These natural enemies of nature were all lying or sitting quietly at this moment.

There was a yellow cow behind the old monk, serving as a cushion for him.

The old monk began to explain the scriptures word by word. Although his clothes were ragged and his face was withered, he inexplicably had an aura of solemnity.

Soft white lights lit up, emitting a sense of compassion and salvation.

But at this moment, Li Ming felt that the old monk seemed to have transcended time and space and set his sights on him.

"What is Tathagata?"

"As it is, it is still and there is no origin. Do you understand?"

With the word "understand?", the old monk suddenly stretched out his hand and made a handprint. The handprint was infinitely magnified in front of Li Ming's eyes until the fingerprint was clearly visible.

Without any explanation, Li Ming fully believed that the power of this hand seal was not just about fighting skills, but that it contained the great principles and the true meaning of Buddhism. This was just a seal, but it was more than just a seal.

This is one, it is also ten thousand, and it is everything!

Although Li Ming is a monk and has some understanding of Buddhism, he does not care about these things in his heart and acts quite unrestrainedly, similar to the monk Dao Ji.

But at this moment, he had to be impressed by the word "Buddha" and almost worship it.

It is not the awe of the strong, but the reverence for the great way of truth.

Li Ming felt that as long as he was willing, he could inherit the old monk's legacy at this moment.

Just when Li Ming was feeling excited, the scene in front of him changed again.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao; the name can be named, but it is very famous."

A faint and soft voice came.

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