The Great Talisman

Chapter 282: Lingbao Dharma

Looking at Xi Yang in his hand, Yang Sanyang's eyes flickered, and then he threw Xi Yang into the Eight Diagrams furnace, and began to make sacrifices by the innate fire.

Time is passing by, and there is a flow of energy in the void. Yang Sanyang conceives the shape of the sword. The shapes of various swords in the twenty-first world have all evolved in his mind. Yuchang, Zhanlu, Chixiao, Tai Ah, Qixing, Ganjiang, Moxie, countless sword shapes flowed through his heart, and the next moment Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed a faint light: "Yes!"

Along with the smelting of the innate sacred fire, the Qi and Qi in the Eight Diagrams furnace flowed, and the soil began to soften. With the transformation of Yang Sanyang's method, the mold seemed to be formed in the dark.

In the Mingming, a Dao Qi machine circulates, and the Heavenly Dao seems to have induced the birth of the Qi of Killing Tribulation, but there is a Dao Qi Machine coming out of nothingness and spreading into the Eight Diagrams Furnace.

And Yang Sanyang Yuanshen seemed to be touched by the power of the great avenue. The next moment in the Yuanshen, in the sky of light, the chaos began to roll and boil, and a hazy figure slowly walked out of nothingness.

"It's not good! Another peerless character was born!" Yang Sanyang was shocked. This is not Zhoushan. If there is another saint born, it will not be able to hide the aura. Then there may be a chain reaction.

At this moment, the Amitabha in the fixed state sighed slightly, and in an instant, the power of countless beliefs turned into the power of the holy way, concealing the heavenly secrets of his whole body in a hazy, and concealing the aura of the peerless character.

"Lingbao Tianzun!" A hazy phantom walked out of the chaos and turned into Yang Sanyang's facial features, standing within his fixed eyes.

Yang Sanyang's eyes were like a torch, following the figure walked out, suddenly there was a movement in his heart, and a stream of information came from the figure.

"I didn't recite the scriptures this time? Why did you come out by yourself?" Yang Sanyang looked at the figure that came out, his eyes a little dazed, and he seemed a little at a loss.

Lingbao Tianzun's phantom was dim and looked extremely dim, as if it were a shadow or a wind, and it would disappear.

"Weird!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of surprise. Didn't it all mean that the Dao would have a Dharma image after reading the scriptures? Why did the Faxiang come out on its own right now?

The 30,000 li purple qi came from the mighty east, and all of them were suppressed by Amitabha’s qi machine. I saw that the figure had a pair of eyes full of hollows, and the next moment a thought was transmitted into Yang Sanyang’s Yuanshen, and then the spiritual treasure and Yang Sanyang’s Yuanshen combined. For a moment, a will circulates in Yang Sanyang's mind in a hazy way.

"It is neither copper nor iron nor steel. It was once hidden under Mount Xumi. There is no need to reverse the Yin and Yang refining, and there is no water quenching!"

The spirit treasure is compatible with the physical body, and then Yang Sanyang loses the control of the physical body. At this time, the physical body is under the control of the spirit treasure, and the mysterious forbidden method flows one after another. The magic tricks that Yang Sanyang can't understand are directed towards the liquid in the Eight Diagrams furnace. Away.

The breathing soil from the **** Houtu was melting and stretching at this time, turning into a series of mold embryos. After hosting the quenching, the copper water forged by the 9th revolution was poured into the mold.

The embryos of six magic swords were formed, and after all the molten iron was poured into them, they just happened to be cast into six swords.

A series of mysterious seals flowed indefinitely, four of the swords were branded into countless rune prohibitions by Lingbao Tianzun, and the light flow in the entire mold became extraordinary.

The other two swords, accompanied by Lingbao Tianzun's sacrifice at this time, were also filled with endless murderous intent.

not far away

Dragon Beard Tiger and Styx stood at the farthest point, and only felt that with Yang Sanyang's sword refining, the whole body's hair continued to stand up, giving birth to a feeling of horror. It seemed that there was a great horror born in the underworld, and it seemed that he could come to him at any time. Beheaded.

"I don't know why, I'm so cold all over my body, I always feel that something fearful is gestating in that gossip furnace!" Styx's eyes are full of enthusiasm, Yang Sanyang's sword for sacrifice, but it's entrusted to himself, power Naturally the bigger the better.

So even though he was uncomfortable, he still stood there firmly, staring at the place where Yang Sanyang was making the treasure, and there was a touch of divine light and excitement in his eyes.

On this day, he waited too long!

"The Three Jewels of Essence!" Yang Sanyang said without raising his head.

Hearing this, Styx spouted a breath of energy between his mouth and nose, and Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand to take it and poured it into two of the swords.

Along with his thoughts, the embryos of the two swords changed for a while, and two simple innate divine writings emerged: "Abi, Yuantu."

There was a divine light flowing in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and the innate forbidden law in his hand was flowing, pouring into the six swords.

A spirit and spirit were conceived between the mouth and nose, and then sprayed at the four swords, and instantly merged into the four swords.

In the Great Wilderness, there is no blood to recognize the Lord. The destruction of flesh and blood can be reborn, and only the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, God, are the foundation of a person, an existence that cannot be copied.

With a breath of energy and energy sprayed into it, the six swords buzzed and vibrated, and there seemed to be a mysterious Qi machine in the dark.

At this time, Yang Sanyang became a spectator, quietly letting his family sacrifice the treasures. At this time, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of thought: "Weird!"

If you say that your physiognomy can nurture skills, it is because of the Holy Tao classics, he has nothing to say! But if you say that your own Falun Gong practitioners can sacrifice magic weapons in your own home...Can you stop joking with me?

There are hundreds of millions of cultivators in the Great Wilderness, and they have never seen anyone who can sacrifice magic weapons! Take the initiative to sacrifice magic weapons!

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and it was half a month in the flick of the finger, then the Dhamma stopped moving and returned to Yang Sanyang's Yuanshen Ding.

Yang Sanyang regained the control of Yuanshen, his eyes showed thoughtfulness. Before, he didn't worry that his Faxiang would take him away. Although he allowed the Faxiang to control the physical body, he knew that as long as his heart moved, he could regain control of the physical body.

It's just that there is no need to do that!

"It's weird! I haven't recited the Scriptures this time!" Yang Sanyang sensed the Dhamma in his Yuanshen's fixed state, and a scripture flashed out of his mind.

"Lingbao Reality of Saving People!" Yang Sanyang muttered.

Looking at the blazing flames in the gossip furnace, the main body of the sword has been cast at this time, and the next step is the civil and martial arts sacrifices. It seems that he won't be able to use it.

"Lingbao Saving People!" Yang Sanyang murmured, turned around and looked at the dumbfounded Styx and Dragon Beard Tiger, swept the two into the sleeves with a wave of his big sleeves, and then used magical powers to faint them.

In the next moment, Yang Sanyang recites the Scriptures, and the secret of heaven changes in the dark. A mysterious, mysterious and wonderful aura escapes from the vast world, born from nothingness, absorbed by Yang Sanyang’s mouth and nose, and then merged into the soul , Poured into Lingbao Tianzun's body.

Accompanied by the infusion of that wonderful energy, I saw the Lingbao Dharma phase begin to solidify. Although it still looks illusory, it is barely able to make people see its outline, like a ghost-like figure.

In his chest, four waves of murderous intent were earth-shattering, and there seemed to be some terrifying skills constantly being bred.

After reciting a scripture, the ending sounds of the "Ling Bao Save People Sutra" gradually scattered in the cave, and then suddenly a surging weather fell, and the bell rang forty-nine in the dark, but it was obscured by Amitabha.

The imprint of a mysterious aura accompanies his breathing, merges into the soul, and is then refined into his mouth and nose.

"It looks like it's useless to cultivate spiritual treasures?" Yang Sanyang blinked, revealing a touch of puzzlement.

The Taishang Faxiang can still breed the supreme treasure, Taiji diagram, which is based on the Taiji diagram and has a foundation! Amitabha was the most powerful, preaching the world directly when he was enlightened, gaining the power of endless faith, training the power of a saint, and becoming Yang Sanyang's support. Now it has become Yang Sanyang's biggest trump card.

Where is the spiritual treasure?

Yang Sanyang looked at the sword in the Eight Diagrams furnace: "Zhu Xian's Four Swords? Not like it!"

"Furthermore, Lingbao Tianzun's chest is overflowing with murderous intent, giving birth to four extremely powerful killings. I think it is gestating something incredible! Although the spiritual treasure technique has been practiced, it has no foundation, whether it has been practiced or not. What's the difference!" Various thoughts flowed in Yang Sanyang's heart: "In short, there seems to be something wrong with my facial features, but I don't know who to talk to."

"These three dharma aspects, no matter which dharma aspect, contains a great secret, if I talk about it with others, I won't want to be peaceful in the future!" Yang Sanyang wandered around the gossip furnace with his hands on his back for a few times, his eyes revealed a touch Meditation: "I can't figure it out! I really can't figure it out!"

"Could it be the result of the Holy Dao classics? The miracle that it brought?" Yang Sanyang looked at his own soul, as if within his own soul, the vast chaos became more and more real, and the shadow of a figure within it was constantly flickering, circulating the order. The power of palpitations.

"It's not quite right!" Yang Sanyang frowned, "These three principles are not so much the gathering of scriptures and the condensing of heaven and earth. It is better to say that I summoned directly from the chaos. Directly out of the chaos, and myself The verses I chanted have a sense...Then the question is, what is the chaos that I observed before?"

All the energy was condensed, Yang Sanyang threw the two dragons, beards, tigers and Styx out of his sleeves, with a hint of thought in his eyes: "It doesn't seem to be right!"

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The two still fell to the ground and fell asleep, Yang Sanyang fell into deep thought, his eyes looked into the distance: "Weird!"

I don't know how long he can think, but a voice awakens him from his deep sleep:

"Brother, how did you knock us out before?"

Styx's voice was full of puzzles, and he stood up swayingly: "Has the treasure been practiced?"

"Quickly, as long as the quenching is completed, the spiritual object you entrusted to the form can be born, and then it can really fly into the sky" Yang Sanyang replied.

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