The second-generation monk of the Talisman Pavilion was only fourteen or five miles away from Lu Ping at this time. Obviously, during these three days, he had already advanced three or four miles while staring at the double pressure of the altar world.
But now that he directly summoned his Dharma image, I am afraid that he has been lucky enough to hear a mantra left by the Seventh Patriarch, so that he can indeed more clearly capture the Seventh Patriarch's thoughts emanating from the altar world, and it is related to him. The mantra left by the ape Taoist who is of the same blood and blood, and this mantra is obviously like a slap in the face, helping his cultivation to break through a bottleneck in one fell swoop.
In Lu Ping's spiritual sense perception, Yu Ziqing's ape-like image is growing rapidly, but not only does the image not appear illusory, but it becomes more concise and realistic, and traces of pure yang energy are spreading around and being continuously drawn Absorbed by the law.
Even when Lu Ping was about to take back the perception of the divine sense, the ape's dharma seemed to have discovered something, and let out a roar in the direction of Lu Ping, Yu Ziqing's eyes suddenly opened, and a surge of divine sense directed towards Lu Ping's direction swept over.
However, Lu Ping didn't care. This divine sense reached its limit when it reached twelve miles, so naturally Lu Ping couldn't detect the existence of it.
However, this was enough to surprise Lu Ping. He remembered that Yu Ziqing used to observe the movements around him with his spiritual thoughts before, but under the suppression of the Taoist world, he could only sweep the distance of nine miles around. According to the five times the suppression here To a certain extent, the detection range of his spiritual sense has just failed to reach the fifty-mile threshold that monks in the late stage of Faxiang have. It can also be regarded as a solid accumulation, but I don't know how this person will compare with Uncle Jiang Tianlin after he breaks through to the late stage of Dharma!
All of this shows that this is a sign that Yu Ziqing has broken through the middle stage of the dharma. Lu Ping even noticed that the surrounding sky is changing, and even the clouds of calamity are slowly gathering. It will take three to five days or even longer to fully prepare.
Lu Ping turned around and headed towards the area where the monks in the late phase of the Faxiang were. The pressure on his body and spiritual thoughts was getting heavier and heavier, as if a mountain was pressing on Lu Ping's body. The area covered is getting smaller and smaller.
However, Lu Ping still tried his best to spread his spiritual thoughts. Apart from not wanting to miss possible opportunities, Lu Ping also hoped to find Qingyin gravel, whether it was the need to cast the Canghai Bell or the request of the ancestor Long Huai. However, the Qingyin gravel is extremely important to Lu Ping, even if the Seventh Patriarch's thoughts retained in this gravel have completely dissipated.
It's a pity that although there are many thoughts of the Seventh Patriarch left by the Qingyin gravel criss-crossing in this altar world, it is not easy to find a piece of Qingyin gravel. At least Lu Ping has never found any during his journey.
It's a pity that Dabao can't be brought into the Taoist world by Lu Ping. Only monks at the Dharma stage can enter here. Even the ancestor Chunyang can only open the Taoist world, but he can't enter it if he wants to. It seems that it is because of this small world It is simply impossible to accommodate the existence of monks of Chunyang, just like the world where Lu Ping lives cannot accommodate monks who have achieved true spirits.
Dabao was handed over by Lu Ping to senior brother Wu Xuanren who had entered the secret realm in the later stage of alchemy. Presumably with Dabao's help, this senior brother would definitely gain a lot in the secret realm.
At this time, Lu Ping's divine sense suddenly sensed that there were monks practicing seven or eight miles ahead. Lu Ping was vigilant in his heart. After thinking about it, he did not avoid it, but continued to walk forward.
At this time, Lu Ping had already entered the area where the monks in the late phase of the Faxiang were. The heavy pressure around him made it difficult for Lu Ping to walk. The great cultivator Lu Ping discovered probably also used some means to conceal his aura, so Lu Ping only discovered it when he was only seven or eight miles away from this person.
However, Lu Ping himself did not hide his aura. After Lu Ping advanced another mile, in Lu Ping's perception of spiritual sense, the great cultivator who was practicing had obviously discovered Lu Ping's existence.
The big monk showed surprise on his face, obviously knowing that the monk who came from behind must be a monk in the middle stage of the law, and it is not a simple person to be able to enter the area where the monks in the late stage of the law so quickly, but this big monk is not He didn't take Lu Pingtai seriously, and after a look of surprise flashed across his face, he continued to practice with his eyes closed.
However, only a moment later, the great cultivator suddenly opened his eyes again and interrupted his cultivation, even showing a trace of hesitation and fear. Although he found Lu Ping's trail before, he didn't take it seriously. However, after practicing for a while, he suddenly remembered the identity of the middle-stage cultivator of the dharma image he discovered earlier.
Beihai Lu Tianping!
It was the existence that had defeated the Great Cultivator several times alone, how could he be so unlucky to meet such an evil star!
The big monk sighed secretly about his bad luck, and was hesitating for a while whether he should avoid Lu Ping's advancing route, but he finally found an opportunity here, and this Taoist world cannot tolerate life and death, and for a while The big monk had the courage to face Lu Ping's arrival, but he shook his wrist as if he was hiding something.
Lu Ping had already appeared in his line of sight. Seeing Lu Ping's eyes shot at him, the big monk also smiled at Lu Ping, but there was always a hint of guilt and embarrassment in his expression.
Lu Ping glanced at the big monk, and guessed in his heart that this person must have some reason to stay here to practice, but Lu Ping was obviously unwilling to turn against him just to find out the reason of the other party.
In addition to the fact that fighting is not allowed in the Dao altar world, those who can enter the combat merit list among the monks in the late stage of Fa Xiang, although they are not as well-deserved as the performance of the mid-stage Fa Xiang, they are obviously not weak. start a feud.
Lu Ping also expressed his goodwill to the other party, and then passed tens of feet away from him and continued to walk towards the depths of the Taoist world.
The big monk saw that Lu Ping had penetrated more than ten miles into the area where the monks were located in the late stage of the Dharma, but he was still acting as usual, and he was also amazed in his heart, but after seeing Lu Ping's back disappear in front of his eyes, and at the same time, he could not detect Lu Ping's trace after stretching out his spiritual sense , he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his wrist, and an irregular broken stone appeared in the palm of his hand. There was a trace of pain in the cultivator's expression, but the surge of true energy in his hand became more and more intense.
Lu Ping, who had already walked ten miles away, stretched out his hand to hold it in mid-air, and a small flag appeared in his hand.
Lu Ping shook the hanging cloud sail lightly, and a cloud of auspicious clouds formed around Lu Ping's body immediately, and then Lu Ping turned around and returned to the place where the big monk was practicing before.
Lu Ping had already guessed from the monk's reaction before that the coverage of his spiritual sense was only about seven or eight miles away. Lu Ping's spiritual sense was far superior to his, and he had a cloud sail to protect him. monitor it outside.
In order to prevent him from discovering his existence, Lu Ping didn't dare to get his divine sense too close, but he could still vaguely feel that this person seemed to be refining something, and the true energy in his palm fluctuated extremely violently.
Lu Ping was slightly surprised, if there was any treasure in this Dao altar world that monks were eager to refine, it seemed that the only treasure was the Qingyin Divine Stone.
Could it be that this person actually found a piece of chime stone
Lu Ping's heart was burning. It seems that this person did not get the will of the Seventh Patriarch left behind in the Sacred Stone after he got the Sacred Stone. At this time, he had to suppress the will of the Seventh Ancestor retained in the Sacred Stone to obtain the teaching of the Seventh Ancestor recorded in it. legacy content.
The Taoist world prohibits killing, so Lu Ping can't get the chime sound stone by killing this person. After finally suppressing the greed and killing intent in his heart, Lu Ping found helplessly that he seemed to have to wait and hope at the same time In the end, this person was unable to suppress the will of the Seventh Patriarch preserved in the divine stone.
As long as this person's suppression fails and the divine stone cannot be brought out of the altar world, then it will be meaningless for this person to keep this object in his hands, and it is unknown if this person will just throw away the divine stone.
Although this hope does not seem too great, and it is entirely possible for this person to wear the divine stone on his body until he leaves the Taoist world, Lu Ping is still willing to wait and see. The double pressure is enough for Lu Ping to practice for a period of time.
Lu Ping covered the aura of his whole body with hanging cloud sails, and at the same time covered his body with auspicious clouds. After sitting cross-legged on the white marble futon, an exquisite wine pot slowly rose above his head.
Lu Ping pulled out half of the branch of the Qingming River that was hidden in the wine cauldron, and a stream of pure water spiritual energy hung down from the wine cauldron like a waterfall, immediately forming a mass of rich aura around Lu Ping's body fog.
This cloud of spiritual mist just formed a ten-foot-sized mist with Lu Ping as the center, and was imprisoned by an invisible force afterwards, and did not disperse to the surroundings at all.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye by Lu Ping's closed-door practice here, and the violent aura fluctuations in the palms of the big monk's hands never stopped, but the discouraged look on his face became more and more obvious. Obviously, he had never used the seven spirits contained in the god stone. If the ancestor's will is suppressed, naturally the will and the recorded content of the seven ancestors in the sacred stone will not be obtained.
Finally, the big monk who lost his patience slammed the sacred stone in his hand on the ground, splashing a piece of soil on the ground, and happened to cover the hole exposed by the sacred stone through the ground after falling.
The great monk paced back and forth for a few steps, as if suppressing the anger in his heart, he was about to bend down to pick up the sacred stone. At this moment, the big monk's bending motion froze, and then he quickly stood up and looked at him as if nothing had happened. Looking to the left.
Lu Ping was stunned, and after a while, he realized that there was a ray of light coming towards him where the big monk looked.