"Secondly, this Du'e Tower can be yours. When you understand the true meaning of my Buddha, that will be the time for you to completely open the Du'e Tower!"
After he finished speaking, he pointed his finger and a Buddhist text flew out of the void and was quickly imprinted on the center of Feng Qingyang's eyebrows. In an instant, a light golden mark appeared.
After doing all this, he looked deeply at Feng Qingyang again, then turned around, leaving behind a pagoda, and disappeared into the void with the projections of the other eight saints.
An unintentional journey and an unintentional word actually revealed a great power. It turned out that the Ninth Saint was created by his own hands!
With a wry smile, he immediately closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the spot, starting to digest the vast amount of information in his mind. Putting aside the Du'e Pagoda, that Buddhist scripture was a treasured book handed down from generation to generation.
The classics created by the Holy Buddha himself are now inherited by Feng Qingyang. It can be said that he is not only the first successor of Buddhism in this world, but also the only person who controls the Buddhist scriptures besides Du'e!
My consciousness returned to my body and went deep into the sea of knowledge. I saw a golden Buddhist scripture floating there. The golden light released warm rays of light. It seemed that in just a short moment, the hostility in my heart was instantly reduced a lot!
"Life is like being in the midst of thorns. If the heart does not move, the person will not move rashly. If the heart does not move, then the person will not move up. If the heart moves, then the person will move rashly, hurting the body and bones, and thus experiencing the many pains of time..."
Feng Qingyang chanted the precious Dharma Sutra slowly, which seemed to resonate with the scriptures. It went directly into the Dantian from the sea of consciousness. The Buddha's light shone everywhere, instantly turning the Dantian's sea of qi into a golden ocean.
Wherever the golden light passed, all the dark places in the sky turned into nothingness, like a baptism, making Feng Qingyang sacred, clear, light and pure.
At the same time, the power of faith hidden in every corner of the body emerged and transformed into a milky white light that wrapped the scriptures layer by layer, and finally turned into a dark golden seed, which settled in the center of the Green Lotus of Creation with a whoosh.
At that moment, it seemed as if something incomplete was completed. Feng Qingyang's whole body shook violently, and four supreme magical powers suddenly appeared in his mind. Each one of them, if revealed, would be enough to cause a bloody storm in the entire spiritual world!
The art of cause and effect, the art of faith, the art of reincarnation, and the strongest art of destiny!
Each kind of magical power is unprecedented in the entire history and can be called a unique skill. Feng Qingyang was greatly shocked after just feeling it carefully.
If one could fully comprehend these magical powers, how powerful would one's combat capability be
However, if one wants to acquire these kinds of magical powers, one must at least reach the realm of flying zombies, that is, the zombie body must reach perfection, and comprehend the essence of Buddhist scriptures.
Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect and reincarnation. The first kind of cause and effect magical power is that the three thousand cultivation stars in the spiritual world and even the lower world of cultivation corresponding to the stars without classes of cultivation, countless creatures together are linked by a kind of cause and effect force, and no one can escape cause and effect.
For example, today Feng Qingyang obtained the Buddhist scriptures and the Du'e Pagoda, and thus had a cause and effect relationship with Buddhism. Although nothing can be seen now, there will always be a corresponding moment in the world.
The art of faith can be said to be extremely powerful. However, to learn this magical power, one must spread the Buddhist faith. When countless people begin to praise Feng Qingyang, the ultimate mystery and super power of the art of faith will be brought into play.
The art of reincarnation, when fighting against the enemy, can make them reincarnate and suffer the pain of endless reincarnation. And the last art of destiny is the most powerful one among these magical powers. At least for now, Feng Qingyang is unable to comprehend it at all.
"I have my own magical power, the Void, which can be used to transform the World-Suppressing Copper Coffin, the Blood Demon Seal, and the Blood Demon Finger! But after all, my magical power is limited, and I often suffer a loss when fighting against the enemy!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes flickered, and his mind moved. Suddenly, a clicking sound came from his dantian, and the magical seed (nothingness) began to spin with a whoosh. At the same time, four golden seeds quickly took shape, forming the five elements and revolving around Feng Qingyang's dark purple zombie baby.
"It would be great if we could fully comprehend it. So now, should we prepare to overcome the tribulation?"
He muttered to himself, opened his eyes, and looked at the pagoda standing in front of him. His brows were immediately filled with joy again. His luck was now unprecedented.
This good fortune did not come from the favor of heaven. After all, he was a zombie and was suppressed by the heaven in the spiritual world.
This luck came from the fact that every time he conquered a place or gained some recognition, an invisible luck would be transmitted from a space whose existence he didn't know. Feng Qingyang could feel this clearly!
At this moment, he is unprecedentedly powerful!
At the peak of the Purple Zombie realm, after being cleansed and transformed by the essence of faith and countless resources, his body has reached an unprecedented level of emptiness, his foundation has been fully replenished, and he has reached the critical period of overcoming the tribulation.
"receive!"
After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand, and the 981-story Du'e Tower suddenly became smaller and finally sat upright in the palm of his hand. The moment the two touched, he felt a sense of flesh and blood connection.
He could clearly see the remnants of powerful beings in the Dao Transformation Realm who had fallen on every floor of the tower. He could also see the Wind Soul on the top of the tower, the essence of the wind that continuously emitted strong winds. With a thought, he summoned it out immediately.
Without thinking, he directly punched into the boundary bead. When the wind spirit was injected, the originally broken cracks in the boundary bead healed quickly. In just a short moment, it was restored to its original state.
Ruoshui, Xirang, Fengpo, now the only thing missing is Yanhuo. If Yanhuo is found, then the four original objects can be gathered together. In this way, the power of the boundary bead can be fully activated. The mysterious origin of this mysterious bead seems to be even more terrifying than the Du'e Tower!
"Mission accomplished, it's time to retreat. The Ten Halls of Yama, take your time to search, now we have to break through our cultivation first!" He muttered, then flashed on the spot and flew quickly towards the outskirts of the Far North!
Whoosh…
Perhaps because Feng Po had been taken away by Feng Qingyang, the coldness in the Far North no longer had the original cutting power and was just pure cold. Even so, it was not something that ordinary people could endure.
"Damn, this teleportation array seems to be a one-way transmission!"
Damn it! An angry roar came from the void. Until this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly remembered that Hong Luo Sect had set a trap for him at the critical moment. However, it seems that Hong Luo Sect cannot be blamed!
He left in a hurry and didn't ask for clear information. His face turned dark and he took out the map of the spirit world and matched it with his own coordinates. Feng Qingyang became even more depressed.
The Hongluo Sect is in the east, and now I am in the extreme north, a distance of 18,000 miles between us. If I simply fly, it will probably take at least several years. But if I take a teleportation array, it will be much better.
After thinking about it, I searched on the map and immediately found the nearest sect in the far north - the Yuhua Holy Land!