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More than just Guiyan, this is clearly the famous Xuanwu Dharma of Xuanmen. It captures the movement of yin and yang, and the true meaning contained in it is truly authentic Xuanmen!
Finally, Master Heijiao was tired of the changes in the Dao Demon. He didn’t care about anything and kept an eye on the tortoise and snake. He just gritted his teeth and thought about how to end it.
Xuanwu Dharma’s magical power is unpredictable. He was born with a dragon body, which is already as strong as steel. After refining his true form, he is even more invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. But just like this, he was hit by a Yin hand seal and suffered unbearable pain. Whether the injury was minor or not, his yin power penetrated the bones and struck the marrow, treating the realm of the real person as if it were nothing. If the Longjing Orb had not combined the power of the dragon to suppress its power, the result would have been worse. Such a method really made him vigilant.
But what made him grit his teeth even more was the opponent’s ability to treat the real world as if it were nothing. Until now, he didn’t know how the person behind the female crown invested his magic power and true meaning across the sky to compete with him.
Master Heijiao has a headache, but Wuyu feels something else,
This is what it feels like!
That day, she forced herself to draw the Taixuan Yin Sheng Talisman, and accidentally became possessed. Her mind was wandering, unable to control herself. In a trance, she seemed to be pulled by a strong force, flying across thousands of mountains and rivers, to one place.
There is chaos on all sides, the smoke is lingering, and it is difficult to distinguish, but there is a pure and true meaning of Xuanmen, which is profound and profound, mysterious and subtle, and directly points to the true wonder. Once you are trapped in it, you will not be able to extricate yourself.
Guided by that true meaning, she inexplicably made the Ziwei Drinking Moon Essence Taixuan Yin Sheng Talisman, which further solved the disaster of being possessed by evil spirits.
It was so miraculous that she thought she had accidentally entered a certain realm and understood the magical power of her sect. At the end of the day, some passing Xuanmen senior came to her aid. But when she returned to Siding Hall, she heard Gui Yan The news of breaking through the catastrophe and becoming the demon of six desires, infecting the lives of thousands of miles away.
Wuyu was a relic of the Qing Dynasty, living in the southern country, building a meditation hall, running a bleak business, maintaining the legal system, starting from the truest place, driven by reason, and thinking deeply. In short, it means pursuing reality in everything, never making assumptions or dreams, not thinking about the bad, and not looking for the good. The same is true in this matter.
Of course it is possible for the devil to become infected, and the possibility is extremely high. Master Jiao shouted evil words, which seemed to confirm the matter. However, if it is true as he said, why is there still no evil intention at all until now? Especially the seal, its image can be faked, but the magical power is real. Otherwise, how can it act on the emperor’s dharma and achieve enlightenment?
She only believes in what she sees, experiences, and touches!
The Xuanwu Dharma was condensed in the void. Wu Yu looked back, staring at the turtle and snake. The bottomless, vital and true meaning of Xuanmen penetrated in like a thread.
Contact is always two-way, the true meaning seeps in, and there is another trance. Wuyu’s mind travels across the sky again, and connects to the previous place.
This time, she saw it more clearly.
The area here is not very big. There are broken walls and ruins everywhere. There is only one altar, which is roughly intact. The quality of the several magic tools on it is still unclear, but there are long swords and magic seals. , there are flags, incense burners and jade gui, which are similar to the Xuanmen shape.
One moment, he was confronting the Black Dragon Master in the wind and snow, and the next moment he was in this ruined place. The contrast was so strong that it was almost like he was in a dream. But Wuyu didn’t speculate or guess, he just wrote down every detail here as much as possible, ready to go back and see if he could find some clues by comparing it with the classics.
She specifically stared at the seal on it and looked carefully. Although the color was similar, what was disappointing was that the altar was a relatively common Taoist master’s treasure seal. It was different from the previous one in terms of material and texture. They are completely different in form.
Looking at the overall structure, if she saw it correctly, it was a Bugang Seven-Star Altar. She had also seen Zhang Miaolin decorate it, but it was not as complete as this one. But looking further, all the objects, including the ruins, seemed to be covered with a layer of ash, giving the impression that the place was filled with something sticky, without air, and almost without any activity.
The reason why I say “almost” is because under the altar, when she observed carefully, Mo Ming’s light shone and penetrated through the tiny gaps in the soil. Although it is weak, the unique aura is consistent with the true meaning of Xuanmen.
Here?
As soon as the thought came to mind, the long howl rose again in the “distant” sky, and at the same time, there was also the mighty heavenly dragon that spanned the entire realm and was as fierce as the sun. At this moment, the boundary between reality and fantasy was almost completely erased. Wuyu almost forgot which one was real and which one was illusion; which one was near and which one was far.
At this moment, the voids on both sides, which were originally unrelated, were connected through her consciousness. The vast power of the dragon is like a storm, “blowing” from the void on one side to the other side.
The void was turbulent, and Wuyu suddenly woke up.
At the critical moment of life and death, if you don’t wake up, you are really courting death! She turned her head violently and turned away from the sight of Xuanwu Dharma. The frighteningly real ruins began to become blurry.
Master Heijiao launched another offensive. Even if he fell into Guiyan’s scheme, advancing would be a revenge, and retreating would be a revenge. He didn’t care who he had offended, so he simply put aside all worries and launched a brazen attack.
Seeing that the Longjing Orb had some restrictions on the Xuanwu Dharma Appearance, he fully unleashed its power. If he did this, he was afraid that the Longjing Orb would be difficult to use again in the future, so he ignored it and used the power of the Heavenly Dragon to contain the Xuanwu Dharma Appearance and the Supreme Purity. Bawei summoned the Dragon Treasure Rui, and he took the opportunity to hit it.
As a human being, his power is slightly reduced, but his methods are even more subtle. It is impossible for him to miss again… Master Black Dragon is convinced!
Wuyu wanted to resist, but Master Black Dragon struck with his palm, overwhelming her both in terms of level and magical power. Her chest felt tight, her energy and blood were reversed, and she had been transported to the world by Master Black Dragon. Injured by Yuan Qi, Xing Jun’s Dharma completely collapsed, and the spiritual light overflowed. Even though the will was still there, it could no longer drive any body meridians. She could only watch as the snow mist filled the air and engulfed her.
Everything became blurry, first the ruins, and then the mountain and waterfall realm where she was.
Perhaps for this reason, she confused the void on both sides again, and her mind was divided into two places. One place was feeling the approaching death, and the other place was experiencing the eternal silence of death…
Lingming was about to freeze completely, but inexplicably, a more violent storm blew back in the opposite direction.
The dragon’s roar shook the sky. In the ruins, the altar was turbulent. A long black shadow walked out of the dead void and flew around the altar.
Here, Master Black Dragon suddenly let out a strange scream, and then stopped abruptly. He strangled his throat, and his ice-cracked golden eyes quickly turned a layer of blood. He clearly wanted to say something, but he couldn’t. Voice. The veins and veins on his cheeks were beating wildly, and his face, which was not very eye-catching, became even more ugly.
The next moment, his figure expanded violently, transformed into a dragon body, rushed away from the wind and snow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.