When he came out of Qu Yunhe's Qiongxin Courtyard, it was already dawn. After saying goodbye to the others www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, Liu Qinghuan returned to the Zizhu courtyard.

There is still a month before Dabi, and then there is a secret realm trial, Liu Qinghuan took out some pills in his hand, replaced them with various talismans and thunder blasting pills, and did a lot of sect tasks from side to side, plus the contribution points accumulated before, he came to the second floor of the Chuangong Building again.

After looking for a long time, I found the Danfang of Zhuyan Dan, but I didn't find Zhuji Dan. Liu Qinghuan looked up at the top of his head, it seemed that Tsukidan was mostly on the upper floor.

However, he found many ancient pills, although many of the spiritual herbs and elixirs in them could no longer be found now, Liu Qinghuan still looked at them with relish.

Twenty days later, the reverse bamboo finally grew to three feet!

Liu Qinghuan looked at the half-black and half-white bamboo plants in the clay pot with mixed feelings, from breeding to growth, this reverse bamboo condensed his countless efforts for five years, and the daily cultivation has never stopped, and now it is closely connected with his divine thoughts.

The black half of this bamboo is not a dirty dead air, and the other half of the white is not just angry, but it can't be seen through with Liu Qinghuan's current humble way.

It was not so much that he felt that this bamboo was consistent with the sword intent attribute that he might condense in the future, it was better to say that he trusted Taizun Dayan.

It's just that it's useless to think about it more now, and the bamboo moving chapter of "Bamboo Heart Swordsmanship" was silent again, and Liu Qinghuan sat down cross-legged. Calm his mind and keep his eyebrows, his divine consciousness gradually sank into the Mud Pill Palace, and then he "opened" his eyes, and he arrived at an endless void.

There is no sky above, no earth below, boundless, endless, and the entire void is filled with wisps of gray mist, which is where the next reverse bamboo will move into, where Liu Qinghuan's sea of knowledge is.

After wandering in the sea of consciousness for a while, he withdrew from the sea of knowledge and ran the method of sitting and forgetting the immortal meridian until he was ruthless and clueless, and his whole body and mind were pure and unstained, and then he opened his eyes.

With a little index finger of the right hand, the reverse bamboo in the pottery pot shook slightly, shaking off all the bamboo soil on the root and floating into the air. Under the black and white three-foot bamboo stalks, there is a mass of fine and dense bamboo roots.

Liu Qinghuan used his divine thoughts to wrap the entire reverse bamboo, and at the same time played several tricks, only to see the reverse bamboo shrink, shrink, and shrink again, until it shrank to the size of a broad bean, Liu Qinghuan made a move, and the reverse bamboo flew towards him and drilled into the mud pill palace in the center of the eyebrows.

Looking at the sea again, the reversed bamboo that had recovered its original size was suspended in the void, and the gray mist that was originally scattered around it slowly gathered and formed a gray cloud at the root of the bamboo.

Those gray mist are Liu Qinghuan's divine thoughts, raising bamboo with gods, and then the reverse bamboo will take root in his sea of consciousness and continue to grow.

The next step is to gather Dao Heart and condense sword intent. It's just that this step is the hardest.

Liu Qinghuan took out the "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra of Eternal Life" to comprehend, and if he wants to gather the heart of the Dao, he still has to rely on this scripture. Compared with "Bamboo Heart Swordsmanship", "Sitting and Forgetting the Book of Eternal Life" is more profound in the word of the Tao.

The monk's Dao heart is based on his own nature, follows the rules of heaven and earth, goes through all things in life, and condenses the original heart.

To find the "Dao Heart", we must first find the "I". My nature, what I do, what I know, whether I recognize "me" or not.

Many people look at their lives, and the most unrecognizable thing is themselves. I don't know what I want, I wander in confusion, and there is a huge difference between my external performance and my inner cognition. He thinks he is dashing, but in fact he is greedy and lustful, and he thinks that he is rich and superior to others, but in fact he is groveling and struggling to survive.

If you can't recognize "me" clearly, how can you talk about "Tao". A meal and a sleep are the source of profit and loss, and every word and deed can become the foundation of good and bad. Although it is skillful to hold on to the end, it is better to be clumsy and stop its roots. Looking at the book and knowing the end, it is not a feeling of impatience. Therefore, it is simple to take care of things, and the day is promising. Only when the body is quiet and leisurely can we see the truth.

And life is bumpy, fate is turbulent, the sky is the sky, and it is extremely good? Do not go against the principles of heaven, do not forget the beginning, in order to condense the heart of the Dao.

Liu Qinghuan sat quietly and comprehended, although he was still ignorant, but he had gained.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the first day of Dabi.

Early in the morning of this day, a large number of Qi cultivation period disciples had gathered in front of the door of the Zhuyi Hall, and Zuo Zhishan, the master of Zhulin Mountain, who had not appeared for a long time, stood in front of the hall and said sternly:

"This Dabi is very important! Although my Zhulin Mountain disciples are not as many as the disciples of the other Great Peaks, your cultivation resources are the same as those of others. Therefore, I don't want to see someone drag me back from Zhulin Mountain! On the test table, you can lose if you lose, but whoever wants to show me cringe and lose face will give me ten years to wash the bamboo table wall!"

All the disciples couldn't help but tremble. The bamboo washing platform is located in the back mountain of the bamboo forest mountain, on a cliff, a majestic waterfall flows straight down, and the black bamboo like the iron pillar standing below is washed like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the sky.

There was no place to sit and lie down, and the punished disciples not only had to bear the power of the waterfall, but also had to sit on the sharp black bamboo to cultivate. Except for the monks who refine the body and deliberately seek abuse, everyone else avoids it.

"In addition, as long as you get the top 100 places in the big competition this time, in addition to the rewards of the sect, I will also have another reward in Zhulin Mountain, the higher the ranking, the better the reward!" Zuo Zhishan said again, seeing that everyone looked overjoyed and eager to fly to the immortal peak immediately, he said slowly: "There is another thing, it is about the secret trial after the big competition." ”

Everyone pricked up their ears, it had been rumored for so long, and finally there was definite news.

"In this secret trial, only the top 100 sects will be taken. Zuo Zhishan said slowly: "At that time, I will be led by the sect's senior uncle to go to the funeral wind tundra and compete with the other three major sects and seven medium-sized sects. ”

His gaze swept over the young faces raised below: "The place of the trial is here, the place of the Broken Abyss of the Burial Wind Tundra!"

It's a place of death!

Everyone was stunned, and no one even paid attention to Zuozhishan's departure. On the way to the Immortal Peak, the disciples of Zhulin Mountain were whispering, and Liu Qinghuan also had a solemn face.

It is rumored that the place of death was originally the cave of a certain Yuanying Demon Cultivator thousands of years ago, and this person cultivated some kind of corpse refining technique, and wanted to create an army of zombies, so he refined thousands of corpse puppets here. Later, after he couldn't find a suitable corpse, he quietly intercepted and killed the monk in a frenzy, and even had the audacity to stretch out his hand to the Yuanying Sanxiu who was the same cultivation.

When the immortal cultivation world found that there were more and more missing monks, and when they traced and found the broken abyss, they found that there was already a gust of wind inside, and ghosts were crying wolves. That Yuanying Demon Cultivator set up a large array of three yin and five places to gather yin here, transforming a good abyss canyon into a hell.

The Yuanying Demon Cultivator was really powerful, and the other cultivators of the same level were almost vulnerable in front of him, but they added a lot of new troops to him. was arrogant for a while, claiming to establish a corpse demon sect.

This matter is major and critical, and many sects have sought the four major sects. After discussion, the four major sects each sent a Yuanying Zhenjun, plus a monk of Nanwu Temple who had attained boundless Buddhism, and a fierce battle in the dark to annihilate this person.

It's just that the terrain in the broken abyss is complicated, and the underground has been built a huge labyrinth by Yuanying Demon Cultivation, and several Yuanying True Monarchs have destroyed the Three Yin and Five Earth Yin Gathering Array, and eliminated the high-level corpse generals and most of the corpse puppets, as for those who have missed the net, they don't have the spare time to check and kill them one by one.

But the environment in the broken abyss can no longer be restored, and the yin qi is extremely strong. After a long time, many ghosts and demons were born on their own, and with the remaining corpse puppets, they gradually became the climate again, and then a dead land was formed.

In order to prevent disasters, the four major sects set up a sealing demon array outside the broken abyss, and sent people to station and monitor, and slowly found that there were a lot of various yin attribute spirit grasses and spiritual materials inside, and because there were not many powerful ghost things, it gradually became a place of trial for each major sect.

However, in the past, this place of trial was only open to monks above the foundation level, but this time it was really unusual for Qi cultivators to enter.

Breaking Yuan's death was too dangerous, which made many Qi cultivation stage disciples who were originally ambitious to participate in the Great Competition hesitate.