Monk Shanke laughed and said: "Buddhism has magical powers, and you can only rely on your own epiphany and hard cultivation, and you can't be opportunistic." This great Van Lun sound is no exception. It's just that if no one passes on the supernatural power to you, it is impossible to cultivate it by self-cultivation alone. And this is actually the supernatural seed of the Peacock Ming King's loss to me. I have preached to you the way of Sanskrit. Although your Sanskrit cultivation is still shallow, you should be able to barely activate the basic power of this great Sanskrit sound. You just have to think a little bit about it to get it. ”

With that, as soon as this golden skeleton waved his hand, Fang Zhuo was directly driven out of the Yin Tang Cave.

Fang Zhuo looked at the Buddha statue in the sea of consciousness, and knew that Monk Shanke would definitely not lie to himself. He scrutinized the Buddha statue, recalling the use and understanding of the Sanskrit words spoken by the monk and himself. Looking at it, Fang Zhuo was suddenly shocked, and a pair of eyes suddenly widened!

When he looked at the Buddha statue and analyzed the Sanskrit system at the same time, he suddenly found that this Buddha statue was completely composed of countless Sanskrit characters!

No wonder the monk said that this Buddha statue is the seed of supernatural powers, and it turns out that he himself is constructed by countless Sanskrit characters. It's just that Fang Zhuo looked at it from beginning to end, but found that he didn't find where the starting point of this great Fanlun sound inheritance was. It's like an article, with no beginning and no end, and countless words piled up on top of each other, making it seem like there is no clue at all.

Fang Zhuo thought for a while, used his understanding of Sanskrit, and slowly urged this Buddha statue, and for a while, a lot of Sanskrit lit up. Fang Zhuo flashed his eyes. I saw these Sanskrit words permeating all parts of the body of the Buddha statue. However, the overall Sanskrit of the Buddha statue is only one-ten-thousandth of that is not enough.

Fang Zhuo was not disappointed by this. If a Buddhist sect's supernatural skills can be cultivated so easily, then there is nothing powerful to speak of. I don't know much about it, which just shows that the potential of this magical skill is endless.

Using his understanding of Sanskrit, Fang Zhuo urged calm, soothing, calm, and so on, and then saw streams of Sanskrit converging golden streamers shooting out from the Buddha statue, quickly forming complex and mysterious Sanskrit symbols in the sea of knowledge. Fang Zhuo had always felt that the Sanskrit system was actually another kind of rune system. It's just that his energy has been indulging in the rune system, and he doesn't have so much to study. Seeing the change in Sanskrit of the Buddha statue at this moment, Fang Zhuo's heart was touched. I can't help but ponder secretly.

Before, in the Zuo Immortal Relic Clan, he saw those carved patterns full of ancient atmosphere, and Fang Zhuo felt that the carvings after the change of those runes were very similar to the Flood Desolation Bird and Beast Script. For a moment, he wondered if there was any connection between the Flood Desolation Bird and Beast Script and the runes. But because he lacked sufficient information and knowledge, and he didn't have the rune knowledge after Jindan, this speculation could only be put on hold for the time being.

Now, the Buddha statue formed in Sanskrit has the solemnity of the treasure unique to Buddhism, with the breath of a living king. Standing in front of this Buddha statue, Fang Zhuo only sensed it from the breath, and even thought that this was an incarnation of the Peacock King of the Ming Dynasty sitting upright in front of him. There is no doubt that this Buddha statue, which is composed entirely of countless Sanskrit characters, definitely has a unique Buddhist power.

Runes and Sanskrit are known in a few variations and combinations to produce such a wonderful effect. This made Fang Zhuo feel once again that his understanding of the Fu Dao was probably still at the surface level.

After receiving this thought, Fang Zhuo sensed the Sanskrit words in the air. Then he smiled and sent them straight out.

Seeing a string of golden light flying out of Fang Zhuo's forehead again, Tie Meisha and Lu Bozhen didn't feel anything wrong. Because before, after Fang Zhuo used this method to help Yu Jiechuan, Yu Jiechuan calmed down a lot.

However, when these Sanskrit words were submerged in Yu Jiechuan's sea of knowledge, Lu Bozhen still glanced at Fang Zhuo strangely. Now that the Sanskrit text has disappeared, he doesn't dare to forcibly enter Yu Jiechuan's sea of consciousness to check it at this time, so he can only doubt it. The reason why he was suspicious was because he suddenly felt an aura of compassion and compassion that was unique to Buddhist monks. This aura appeared from Fang Zhuo's body, of course, it was a little strange.

For Yu Jiechuan, at this moment, there is a burst of Zen singing in the sea. He couldn't hear what the chanting was, but the sound made his mind steady and clear. Yu Jiechuan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

What Yu Jiechuan couldn't see was that some mysterious Sanskrit words slowly blended into the four walls of his sea of knowledge with the sound of Zen chanting. These Sanskrit texts actually had the same function as Fang Zhuo's previous golden runes, on the one hand, they could strengthen the strength of Yu Jiechuan's four walls of the sea, and on the other hand, they could stabilize Yu Jiechuan's divine soul.

Fang Zhuo could feel every change in Yu Jiechuan. As Yu Jiechuan slowly repaired the sea, a smile appeared on Fang Zhuo's face.

However, the moment Yu Jiechuan Zhihai was completely repaired, Tie Meisha, Lu Bozhen, Fang Zhuo, Leng Yu and Hong who were present all changed their complexions!

An endless storm of divine consciousness suddenly generated in Yu Jiechuan's sea of consciousness|!

It was as if the power of the divine soul had formed a huge whirlpool in the sea of consciousness. This vortex began to expand in an instant, as its rotation speed became faster and faster, as it absorbed more and more divine consciousness, this vortex actually revealed Yu Jiechuan's sea of consciousness, forming a storm of divine consciousness around him!

"What's going on?!"

"What's going on?!"

Tie Meisha and Lu Bo were shocked.

"Zhihai is stable and has not been impacted. Don't worry, two uncles. Fang Zhuo didn't know why this phenomenon had occurred, but he saw that although Yu Jiechuan's divine sense was spinning violently, the four walls of the sea of consciousness that had just been restored were stable and abnormal, and there was no sign of collapse. However, how did the power of the soul break out of the four walls of the sea of knowledge so stable?

Fang Zhuo didn't understand again.

Not to mention Fang Zhuo, this phenomenon was never heard of even if it was an old demon like Tie Meisha and Lu Bozhen, even if it was Leng Yu who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

"Huh?" At this time, the Ma Wang God in the Medicine Garden space and the golden skeleton in the Yin Hall space were all shocked.

Fang Zhuo immediately reacted, and with a brush of his divine sense, he entered the Yin Hall space and asked the golden skeleton.

The golden soul fire in the golden skull's eye sockets flickered, and he looked out for a moment before replying, "This is really rare. I didn't expect to see Soul Storm here before I dissipated. ”

"But what the hell is going on?" Fang Zhuo was a little anxious.

The golden skeleton glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, it's a good thing. ”

"The so-called Divine Soul Storm was also very rare in ancient times, and it can be said that there are very few records of it. This situation is because the strength of the cultivator is very strong, and the spiritual realm and cultivation realm are extremely high. However, for some reason, his realm fell, and his own realm did not match the realm of cultivation and the realm of the soul. ”

"Oh?" Fang Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let's put it this way, your master is also a rare peerless genius in a thousand years, and his cultivation and state of mind are first-class. Because he was hurt, his realm was limited. And his actual cultivation realm and state of mind have actually been able to surpass the initial level of Yuanying, and he should have been at the peak of Yuanying a long time ago. In this case, his ontology, that is, his physical body, actually restricted the development and cultivation of his divine soul. This time, he dispersed the Yuan Infant and shattered the Jin Dan, not because the realm was not enough, but for healing. However, after he healed his wounds, his injuries healed. With his conditions, after his injury healed, he should match the peak of Yuanying, but he is a foundation building realm. You said that the body of the Divine Soul of the Yuan Infant Progression is combined in one place, and it can be matched with a foundation building realm?"

Fang Zhuo nodded knowingly and said, "Of course not. ”

"That's it. Monk Shanke sighed and said, "The people who follow you are all favored by heaven." Having such a heavenly patron as you is really my luck in the Cangyuan Realm. ”

"My generation practiced, taking your Taoist family as an example, when you arrived at Jindan, there were spiritual clouds from the sky to make up for the shortcomings. When Yuanying began to be frightened step by step, a catastrophe was stronger than a catastrophe. I have been cultivating to the fairyland, and I don't know how many times I have to go through the test of the Heavenly Dao. ”

"This ............. Fang Zhuo spit out two words, and then stopped talking.

"Stupid!" In fact, the golden skeleton knew Fang Zhuo's mind very clearly. He knew that what Fang Zhuo was thinking at the moment was actually that the Yuan Infant had a Heavenly Tribulation, the Transformation God had a Heavenly Tribulation, the Merge had a Heavenly Tribulation, the Mahayana had a Heavenly Tribulation, and then there was a Heavenly Immortal. Several tribulations can be counted clearly, how can there be such an exaggeration as what the monk said?

"That Heavenly Immortal Realm is so easy to cultivate?" the golden skeleton said angrily: "After Mahayana, there will be a small heavenly tribulation every two thousand hundred years, and a great heavenly tribulation every three thousand six hundred years. Even if it is a small heavenly tribulation, it is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and Mahayana monks often have to go beyond the void to ensure that the heavenly tribulation will destroy the world in which they are located! The horror of the great heavenly tribulation can be imagined. If you can't resist it, then it will be wiped out. If you can finally cultivate into the fairy realm step by step against the heavenly tribulation, you can be considered liberated. Who do you say that it takes to become an immortal after many catastrophes?"

Fang Zhuo was dumbfounded. He really knows very little about these high-end issues.

"In fact, when the gods are transformed and merged, there will be a catastrophe at every turn. These Heavenly Tribulations are often because the monk has done something that touches the Heavenly Dao or has cultivated to some kind of Heavenly Dao rule. The rules of the Heavenly Dao will test the monks with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and at the same time help the monks to comprehend and condense and purify their understanding of such rules. Therefore, the more you cultivate to the later stage, the more frequent the Heavenly Tribulations become. ”

"That's right. Fang Zhuo nodded and said, "Thank you monk for your advice." ”

"Hmm. The golden skeleton nodded, looked outside and said, "However, the Heavenly Dao is fair, there is no doubt about that. ”

"How do you say that?" (to be continued......)