Master Daoming and Hongzhi stood up from the ground one after another. Daoming wiped the tears from his face, saluted Hongzhi and said, "Senior Brother, I will leave this place to you." In front of the pool, only Hongzhi was left in a daze. Suddenly, the sound of crying and howling resounded like earth-shattering, which startled Hongzhi. When he turned his head to look, it turned out that a group of monkeys were crying in grief.
Inside the cold spirit stone, Hai Long sat on the ground stunned. He could clearly see everything before. Although he couldn't hear the sound from outside, the deep staring of the six-eared macaque before leaving left a deep impression in his heart. left an indelible mark. Gritting his teeth fiercely, Hai Long said to himself: "Senior, you wait for me. I will cultivate as soon as possible to become an immortal, and go to the immortal world to see you." As soon as the words fell, an unusually powerful surging force instantly surged from all directions, The sky-defying mirror on Hai Long's chest was brightly lit, and his whole body was instantly enveloped in silver light. Before he could understand what was going on, he passed out under the huge and scorching energy, and fell into the stone pit on the left. The three cultivation bases in his body fluctuated violently, and before he knew it, Hai Long, who was deeply blessed, had already started the process of energy fusion.
It turned out that when the six-eared macaque left to ascend to heaven, he used all his cultivation to inject as much fairy energy from the colorful auspicious clouds into the cold stone as possible, so as to perfect Hai Long. Although most of the huge fairy energy was absorbed by the cold spirit stone, the remaining ones were not something Hai Long could bear at once. What he needed was a process of absorption and transformation.
The meridians in Hai Long's body have been strengthened twice, and they have already become extremely strong. Although the three mixed energies in his body are fighting crazily, they still can't break out of the cover of his meridians. Exuding energy, the anti-sky mirror protected Hai Long's internal organs, while the small iron rod continuously input energy into Hai Long's body. In a natural state, Hai Long fell into a deep sleep. This sleep has passed for a long time.
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Hongzhi moved his body a few times, felt the soft Buddha power in his body, couldn't help showing a knowing smile, and murmured: "Finally, we are about to enter the realm of Dzogchen. As long as we pass this level, we must pay homage to the Buddha." I have practiced in the direction of robbery, and I really want to experience the Buddha power that even the master is too scared to bear. If the master knows that I have improved so fast, he will be very happy. Senior Liu Er is right, Lianyun Mountain Range The spiritual energy in the middle is full, coupled with the gourd monkey wine he gave, the speed of the Buddha's power progress even surprised me. What a pity! It would be better if there were some delicious food here. Brother! You have cultivated It's been so long, when will we wake up? Little Witty and I are already getting impatient."
As if verifying what he said, a figure floated up beside Hong Zhi, "Yes! This guy Hai Long is still awake, I am almost dying of anxiety. Brother Hong Zhi, why don't we split this stone from the outside?" .Your bodhi bowl is so powerful, you should be able to do it." The one who spoke turned out to be a big monkey covered in silver-gray hair.
Hong Zhi smiled slightly, and said, "Little Clever, it's not as simple as you think. This Ten Thousand Years Cold Spirit Stone is extremely hard, and since Senior Six Ears let Eldest Brother practice in it, there is a reason for him, we still have everything Let it be. It's been so many years, let's wait."
The little wit scratched his monkey head in dissatisfaction, and said: "Yes! It's been so many years, and you have helped me refine the rebellious bone in the back of my head, but Hai Long still hasn't woken up, so I'm really anxious. Wait for him to come out , I will definitely hit him with peaches all over the face." As he spoke, he gestured his middle finger to Wannianhanlingshi angrily.
Hongzhi said solemnly: "Little Witty, you have to remember that cultivation is a difficult process. At the beginning, your ancestor Liu Er was also a fairy body after ten thousand years of cultivation. If you are too impatient, I am afraid that everything will be destroyed. All previous efforts were wasted."
The little wit stuck out his tongue and said, "Don't pretend to be you. Don't talk to me so seriously. If you do this again, I won't give you monkey wine."
Hongzhi was shocked, and hurriedly apologized with a smile: "Don't, don't, my monkey ancestor! The fruits here have already made me fade out of the bird. If I don't drink any more, I will go crazy." In memory of the six-eared macaque, Xiaojiling picked various fruits from various places in Moyunfeng. After fermentation, he brewed a kind of fine wine by himself. Although the effect is far less than that of the six-eared macaque, the taste is similar. Even Daoming Daoist will occasionally come to put on two gourds. Now Hongzhi has even evolved into an alcoholic. If he doesn't drink for a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over his body, and he can't even lift his energy to practice.
The little wit said triumphantly: "If you want to drink, be polite to me. Otherwise, hehe. By the way, brother Hongzhi, do you feel that the aura emanating from this cold spirit stone is not as sufficient as before, yes Isn't Hai Long absorbing it from inside? When he comes out, I don't know what kind of state he can reach."
Hongzhi nodded and said: "It should be. I think, after he has practiced for so long, his cultivation base will be raised by at least three or four realms after he comes out of it. Based on your current level, it is best not to provoke him." Alright, otherwise, you might be the one who got hit by Taozi. Hey, no, let your monkey brothers stay away, I'm afraid Hai Long is about to come out." A look of joy quietly appeared on Hongzhi's face, and Hongzhi clearly saw that The Wannian Cold Spirit Stone began to emit a faint golden halo, and the stone seemed to be trembling all the time. This unprecedented situation had already foreshadowed a lot to them. Little Witty was also overjoyed, and blew a high-pitched whistle, and all the monkeys retreated far away.
Hongzhi and Xiaojiling looked at each other, waved their big hands, and the Buddha crystal rosary flew out, suspended on the ten thousand year cold spirit stone. With their hands together, Hongzhi Baoxiang solemnly recited: "The Buddha said that space has no boundaries. It cannot be measured. The bodhisattva has no abiding form to give. The merits and virtues obtained are also like the sky. It is immeasurable and boundless. In the world, there is nothing greater than the sky. Among all natures, there is nothing greater than the Buddha nature. The Buddha Dharma is boundless and can save all living beings." His hands and ten fingers trembled. Dharma seals were driven into the rosary beads one after another. In the solemn atmosphere, Hongzhi urged the huge Buddha power of the Vajra Mantra to completely envelop the Ten Thousand Years Cold Spirit Stone. Compared with last time, he is much more proficient in using the Vajra Mantra, and with sufficient mana support, he can already exert the basic effects of this great supernatural power.
The fluctuation of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Spirit Stone is getting bigger and bigger, driving the cold pool next to it to ripple in circles. Suddenly, the fluctuation reaches the extreme in an instant, boom—. Amidst the loud noise, the top of the Wannian Cold Spirit Stone exploded suddenly, and a figure wrapped in golden light charged straight up like a cannonball. It hit hard on the Vajra Mantra made of Buddha crystal rosary beads. The Vajra Mantra stretched extremely elastically following the impact of the figure. Hongzhi felt that his pressure had increased greatly, and the Buddha power in his body rushed towards the Buddha crystal rosary uncontrollably. Smiling slightly, Hongzhi recited: "The Buddha said it. The elder Subhuti. And all the bhikkhus. The bhikkhuni. Upasaka. Upasaka. All the gods and humans in the world. Asura. Hearing what the Buddha said, everyone is very happy. Believe, accept and practice. "With a flash of yellow light, the Vajra Mantra disappeared, and the Buddhist crystal rosary returned to Hongzhi's hands. And the golden figure rushed up rapidly without any barriers, and went straight into the nine heavens.
The little wit grabbed Hongzhi's sleeve nervously and excitedly and said, "Brother Hongzhi, that, is that Hai Long?"
Hongzhi shook his head, looked at the little wit who seemed to be splashed with cold water, and said with a smile: "That's not the big brother before. He has completely changed. He has become stronger than I imagined. Just now I sealed it with the Vajra Curse. The ten-thousand-year cold spirit stone is afraid that its explosion will destroy the surrounding environment, but the eldest brother seems to have thought of this problem long ago, and broke out from the top. You see, the ten-thousand-year cold spirit stone has no aura." While talking, As he looked up, a little golden light in the sky gradually enlarged, and with a flash of light, a person landed lightly in front of him and Xiaojiling. This person was completely naked, his black hair and beard had been dragged to the ground, his whole body shone with a faint golden light, he was holding a long stick with black light shining, and a silver heart mirror was shining on his chest. If it weren't for the backdrop of these magic tools, this sudden figure would have looked like a wild man in a barren mountain.
Hongzhi suppressed his agitated mood, and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother, brother, is that you? Is it you?"
The savage was shocked, and his voice was a bit stiff, "Xiaozhi, Xiaozhi, and Xiaojiling, it's me, it's me! I'm Hai-Long-" A huge sound wave suddenly sounded, and the surrounding woods trembled. That's right, it was Hai Long who broke out of the rock. He didn't know how long it took him to wake up after absorbing the spirit energy and falling into a deep sleep. After waking up, he found that the three energies in his body had merged into one, turning into a golden liquid, and a few small words of cultivation flashed in his mind, which seemed to be a chapter of basic cultivation techniques. Almost completely subconsciously, he began to cultivate according to the method. While practicing, he drank monkey wine from another stone pit. Under the inducement of the monkey wine, the mana suppressed by the six-eared macaque was finally fully released. He repeats the same practice every day, even he himself can't tell how many times and how long each time is. Finally, after drinking all the monkey wine, he conducted the last retreat. When he woke up, he was surprised to find that at his altar, all the golden mana had combined into a golden pill the size of a chicken egg. At the same time, another cultivation method appeared in his mind. This time, it seemed that Just in an instant, he has learned a lot. Unable to bear the loneliness in the stone anymore, Hai Long urged his own small iron rod according to the newly learned method, as if the whole Cold Spirit Stone was lit up, the small iron rod shone with a strong golden light, under Hai Long's full strength Under the urging, a burst of magic power also came from the sky-defying mirror on the chest. Finally, the Wannian Cold Spirit Stone, which had lost its aura, could no longer withstand such a big impact. Hai Long finally broke out of the rock and returned to the world.
Hong Zhi rushed forward, hugged Hai Long's shoulders, and shouted affectionately: "Brother, I miss you so much!"
Hai Long was stunned for a moment, then pushed Hong Zhi away violently, and said, "You glass, I don't like masculinity." Seeing Hong Zhi who was stunned, Hai Long laughed, rushed forward to hug him, and said, "However, I really miss you too! Xiao Zhi. Oh, yes, yes, and you, my little wit.” As he spoke, he hugged the little wit that rushed up into his arms with his backhand. The two of them just stood there embracing each other, neither of them spoke, feeling the deep friendship between each other silently.
After a long time, Hong Zhi suddenly pushed Hai Long away, imitating his previous appearance, and said: "You glass, I don't like masculinity." Hai Long and Xiao Ji Ling were stunned at the same time, and in an instant, the three of them burst into laughter. After the laughter stopped, Hai Long pointed at Hong Zhi and scolded with a smile: "You are like a monk now."
Hong Zhi clasped his hands together and said, "Sin, sin. The little monk just lied. Brother, the Buddha will forgive me. I did this because I was too excited to see you."
Xiao Ji Ling said: "Hai Long, don't pay attention to him, this guy is a fake monk at all, he asks me to drink every day, it's annoying me to death."
Hai Long stared at Xiao Ji Ling dumbfounded, and murmured: "You, you, how can you talk? Although your appearance has changed a lot, I still recognize your smell. Little Ji Ling, you, why can you speak?" Have you spoken?" He asked twice in succession, obviously full of surprise.
The little wit said triumphantly: "What's so great about talking, my rebelliousness has been refined, not only can I speak, but my wisdom is no worse than you humans."
Hai Long suddenly recalled what the six-eared macaque said to himself before leaving, and then suddenly realized, and murmured: "So you have learned the cultivation method of the seniors. Refining and reversing bones? Senior Liu Er once said that when he was refining and reversing bones It took hundreds of years, so that said, my practice has lasted for a hundred years. Why didn't I feel that it took so long!"
Hongzhi smiled and said: "A hundred years? If it's only a hundred years, can you have the current cultivation? Brother, we have been separated for eight hundred years. That is to say, you have cultivated for eight hundred years! "Hai Long's whole body was shaken, he looked at Hongzhi in disbelief, then at the little wit who nodded repeatedly, and murmured: "Eight hundred years, has it been so long?"