Miracle doctor tao yun

Time seems to be nonexistent to the reclusive practitioners, and they don't know how it passes.

Boom!

At the bottom of the abyss, there was a sudden loud noise, but a jet of black spray rose from the sky, whistling and rolling in all directions, banging on the rock wall, making a deafening noise.

Ye Shaochuan is still sitting on the Dharma platform, and his eyes fall on the turbid evil bead. However, he sees that it keeps spinning and directly smashes into the turbid lake, setting off waves.

The images on them are more and more profound and obscure, and the veins of the earth, mountains and rivers gradually disappear. Until they are completely restored, they are still small black balls.

Whoosh!

Zhuosha bead shot back, fell in his palm, slightly weighed, secretly nodded, this bead has nearly infinite zhuosha Qi condensed into one, has tens of millions of pounds of weight, can send evil Qi and turbid Qi, infinite power.

This zhuosha is considered to be a complete success.

His eyes fell on the white flower again, but he found that the bud was half open, and there was already the weather of blooming. He deduced secretly in his heart, and then he had a care.

He didn't go either, so he sat on the Dharma platform and practiced in silence.

……

At the same time, at the bottom of zhuosha lake, a stream of undercurrent surges. Suddenly, a huge eye opens. Its color is deep and pale, like the dark water of zhuosha lake. It is out of place. It looks up, coos, and the turbid waves surge, stirring up one tiny vortex after another. The water of zhuosha rushes into it and seems to be swallowed.

After a moment, the eyes seemed to find nothing. They closed slowly again, and they were integrated with the turbid evil spirit. They could not see the slightest flaw.

"But it's time to be..."

The faint sound reverberated at the bottom of the lake and disappeared.

……

"Namo Amitabha!"

On the south side of North Ju Luzhou, there are hundreds of millions of miles of snow mountains. The weather is cold and the ground is frozen. The snow is covered all the year round, and there is no motley color. The boundless cold air cuts off the road between the north and the south.

Many people who cultivate immortals are not strong enough to pass the snowy mountain. Even if they want to go to beijuluzhou for a visit, they can't do it.

Because of the perennial glacier cover and the extremely low temperature, this hundred million Li big snow mountain is a famous dangerous place in fairyland, in which I do not know how many immortals and demons have been buried.

On the west side of the snow mountain, there is a huge peak, towering among the snow and glaciers. It is connected with the cold air of nine days above and the evil spirit of the earth. It is extremely dangerous.

However, on the mountainside, there is a grotto outside the world, in which the sound of Sanskrit is dim and the music of immortals is floating. There are also forests of flowers and plants, spiritual materials everywhere, white cranes flying and elk galloping, presenting a scene of vitality.

In the past, the door of the cave was closed, the forbidden method was wide open, the cold could not enter, and the light of Buddha could not come out. Now it is wide open, and you can see the beautiful scenery.

However, an old monk in a cassock came out with a Zen stick in his hand. The Buddha light behind his head rippled in circles and merged into the void, as if containing infinite changes.

The old monk looked at the north with calm eyes and uncertain reasoning. After a long time, a smile appeared on his face: "but the flowers are blooming to see me, and I see the real Buddha, which is the chance for the poor monk."

Before the sound fell, there was a cloud rising, in which the golden lotus was surging, holding the path straight towards the abyss.

……

Nine days later.

When ye Shaochuan sits in the Dharma platform, he suddenly hears the sound of pure music, the fragrance in front of his nose is surging, and there is a faint light emerging. But the white lotus is blooming in a colorful color, which is particularly eye-catching in this dark place. It can be described as beautiful.

At the moment, he no longer practiced, but looked at the lotus, and saw that there were Taoist patterns on the lotus, and there were runes, which were born in nature, small and dense, and appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"As expected, the nature is mysterious, and the form is revealed by borrowing things."

He nodded secretly, but he understood some of the essence of nature from the blooming lotus. His heart became more and more clear, and he was a step closer to the golden immortal.

The lotus blooms almost at the speed visible to the naked eye. Its clear sound is gradually loud and clear, and it can be heard from thousands of miles. Its fragrance is filled with emptiness, and its light bursts into the sky.

"When Lingbao was born, heaven and earth congratulated him. The weather was really extraordinary."

When ye Shaochuan saw this, he knew it immediately, but he didn't stop it. Lingbao was born, which triggered the change of the air mechanism of heaven and earth. He could stop it by his own means, but there was no need.

He thought to himself that by his own means, unless the leader of the church came in person, other people would not be able to take away the treasure, so why worry?

Goo Goo

At this time, bubbles were rolling on the lake, more and more fierce, like boiling magma. A huge breath came faintly, and the whole lake seemed to be shocked.

Ye Shaochuan glanced back, as if he had expected the scene in front of him.

But the next moment, he suddenly looked up, but saw a golden light in the deep dark abyss, like an electric shock, which would come to the bottom in a few blinks.

As soon as he swept his eyes, he saw the golden light clearly, and found that it was an old monk. He thought deeply in his eyes, but he was not surprised."Why?"

On the contrary, the old monk stepped on the Golden Lotus in a twinkling of an eye. When he saw Ye Shaochuan, he had a look of surprise on his face. When he saw that most of the white lotus had already bloomed on one side, his face suddenly became alert and dignified.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The old monk put his hands together and declared a Dharma, and his face returned to calm. But ye Shaochuan could see clearly. His hand was tight, and the light behind his head was not rippling.

"Monk, are you from Daxueshan?" Ye Shaochuan said.

"The poor way is the light burning ancient Buddha in lingjiu cave of Daxue mountain. Sit down and think about it." The old monk's eyes are peaceful, and he sits in the golden lotus, with his Zen staff on his legs. He introduces himself.

"Ba Si ba..."

As ye Shaochuan read the name, a lot of natural causes and effects sprang up in his mind. Little by little, they gathered together, and in an instant, he took a close look at the monk.

"It's him!"

When he understood the monk's identity, he secretly nodded, but did not say much. He asked: "I met King Ming of Mirs in the universe a few days ago, but I didn't talk much because I was in a hurry. But it was a bit impolite. I don't know if King Ming of Mirs has returned to the lingjiu cave at this time?"

"It turned out to be an old friend of the Ming king. I'm very polite. The king of the Ming Dynasty went to the depths of the starry sky to ferry people according to my Buddhist decree, but he has not yet returned. " The old monk said.

"Not yet?"

Ye Shaochuan frowned. When he first entered the depths of the earth, he just found a Pengyu. He thought that the Ming king of Mirs had already left. Why didn't he go back so far?

Just as he was about to deduce the trace of the Ming king of Mirs, there was a golden light covering the sky and across the void.

Suddenly, he knew that things could not be done, and the secret was hidden. Although he had great powers to spy, he didn't need to offend others. After all, it had nothing to do with him.