Chapter 164

This is really a cauldron, but one inch high, there is no dazzling light, no terrifying fluctuations of divine power, and some are just natural and atmospheric.

Yes, it is not big, even very large, but it gives people a majestic feeling, not like a piece of equipment, very much like a mountain and river, a star field, a Taoist natural world.

The mother energy of all things is extremely rare, and it can be called a treasure. It is a sacred artifact of refining, and it is very rare. Not to mention the "root" of the mother energy of all things, there are only legends, which cannot be seen, and now it has been cast into a tripod.

It is difficult for Ye Fan to calm down in his heart. He looks at this cauldron, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it. The black yellow represents the heaven and the earth, with three legs and two ears, and the upper body is Hundong 1. He ran the mysterious method and wanted to sacrifice the cauldron, but he was surprised to find that the cauldron was as heavy as a river and mountain, and it was difficult to shake. This..." He was really startled, the tripod was as heavy as mountains and rivers. "Get up! "Ye Fan did his best, shouted loudly, poured all his divine power into the cauldron, and finally sacrificed it. It is simple and unadorned, quietly suspended in the air, like a rock at the beginning of the world, motionless." Feed! "Ye Fan drank it lightly, wanting to take it into the distance.

The tripod, which was less than an inch high, only shook in the air, and the various boulders beside it, silently, turned into powder, and the stone forest in front of him completely disappeared.

"The mother energy of all things, tempered into a cauldron, is really terrifying!"

Ye Fan took the cauldron back, first with joy, and then frowning. The cauldron was too heavy, and it was difficult for him to move it. It felt like he was facing a great mountain.

If it is not tempered in its body, it has an inseparable connection with him, and in terms of his true cultivation, it cannot be shaken at all!

This cauldron has already begun to take shape. If it is interwoven with the principles and principles, it is very likely that it will be transformed into a pole weapon one day!

Ye Fan is not in a hurry to advance to the colorful clouds on the seventh floor. If he wants to temper the cauldron, he has time. He wants to improve his cultivation level before that.

One's own strength is the root of everything, otherwise, if you have a cauldron in your body, you can't be like an arm, and you can't sway freely.

Today, his body is tyrannical and powerful; $, if he calms down and works hard, he will have a breakthrough in a short period of time.

Ye Fan re-selected a stone forest, and then opened a cave house, sitting in the cross with the Bodhi seed in his hand, and began to practice silently.

Last time, Ye Fan had already achieved something in the space of 110 Peacock Kings deep in the Qixia Mountains. He only needed to take another half step to reach the Divine Bridge. Therefore, he has the confidence to break into the other side here.

As time passed, Ye Fan remained motionless and pondered. A month later, he finally reached the summit of Shenqiao, ready to refine that fist-sized source.

But at this moment, he noticed something unusual, his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see anything, as if he had lost his way. "How could this be?" He was startled, thinking that he had been tricked and fell into the prison net. However, there was no murderous aura, no divine power fluctuations, and the surroundings were quiet.

He stretched out his powerful divine sense and glanced around. To his astonishment, what he saw was still a hazy mist and nothing else. "My five senses, my spiritual sense...Why are they blurred, what is hurting me?" Ye Fan quickly calmed down, thought silently, and then thoughtfully, said to himself; "Could it be one by one?" 111r"

He thought of a possibility, a cultivation situation that was ignored by him, the misfortune of being lost in the realm of Shenqiao, the Taoist scriptures were limited and did not elaborate, and he never cared about it.

For a long time, when he comprehended the Taoist scriptures, he focused on his heart, and did not care about these irrelevant words. He did not expect to encounter it today.

The human body has endless mysteries. The monks do not want to be trapped in the sea of ​​suffering. If they want to explore other secret realms of the human body, they must strengthen the sea of ​​suffering.

The only way to get rid of this predicament is to cultivate the Heavenly Vessel, crossing the sea of ​​suffering and leading to the other side. This is the Divine Bridge Realm, a very critical level.

However, the heavenly veins grow and traverse the void, how far does it extend before it can reach the other shore? Some people can't break through the falsehood all their lives. They are surrounded by the bridge of God and can't cross the sea of ​​misery. This is the scourge of being lost.

Even, in the worst case, the five grand meetings will be deprived, the spiritual sense will be lost, and you will become an ignorant and useless person, which is the most terrifying.

When most people form the Heaven Meridian, they will encounter fog blocking their way, and they don't know where they should lead.

And Ye Fan's practice has been very smooth so far, it can be said that there are no twists and turns, and there is no restriction at all before reaching the top of the bridge.

It was not until this moment that he did it completely, and the endless mist rushed out, obscuring his spiritual perception and blocking his way forward. This is a serious disaster of loss. "Crossing the sea is the other shore!" A life-and-death test was in front of him, and he had to go through it. There was no so-called retreat. Otherwise, his five senses, such as hearing and vision, would be deprived and he would be completely lost.

Ye Fan put the source aside and put Bodhizi in his arms. He wanted to face it honestly and not leave himself to rely on.

A powerful cultivator needs to pass this level on his own, and he must experience it himself, otherwise his later practice will be overshadowed and his spiritual sense will no longer be sharp. This is a process of asking the heart, not a process of relying on external objects.

In a sense, the calamity of being lost is a kind of ordeal, but if you pass through it, your body and mind will be baptized, it will open up people's instinctive intuition, and the more powerful the subconscious mind will be, it will break through the falsehood and point directly to the source.

Ye Fan closed his eyes, motionless, as silent as a fossil, until half a month later he whispered, "I won't get lost..."

At this moment, in his eyes, the fog is locked in all directions, he seems to be trapped in a cage, his mind is immersed in the sea of ​​​​wheels, and he only sees a section of the sky, and he doesn't know where to go.

The calamity of being lost, the so-called test of life and death, is by no means a lie.

Ye Fan is really in danger, his five senses are getting more and more numb, his spiritual sense is about to disappear, the whole person seems to be closed, can't hear, can't see... He is like a deaf, like a blind person.

"Ask yourself, where is the other side?"

Ye Fan has no fear, no panic, and his heart is very calm. He seriously thinks about what he has learned, and tries hard to look at the fog, trying to see through. "The other side, the other side, and the other side?" He kept asking himself, saying: "The road of cultivation is tortuous and long, how can we turn back, how to turn back, and move forward bravely."

The fog is still blocked, and the more numb the five senses are, he feels that he is about to lose all spiritual senses. It is a danger that has never been seen before, and he may stop there and become a crippled person. "According to the record, the greater the potential, the more difficult it is to get rid of the calamity of being lost. I am not discouraged, I should be glad. Ye Fan is still calm and relative, not panic, but has a stronger confidence.

In an instant, another half a month passed, and he still hadn't come out of the fog.

Time passed slowly, and for two whole months, Ye Fan was experiencing the calamity of being lost. When his five senses were completely deprived, he could not perceive anything. "The other shore, the other shore, not the opposite shore, why do you need to look for it, wherever I go, it is there, where I stand, it is the other shore." Ye Fan said calmly. "Booming" the clouds and mists are surging, and they are about to collapse. The world is clear and bright, and everything is in front of you.

In just an instant, the fog cleared, his five senses revived, even better than before, incomparably sharp, a mysterious brilliance enveloped him, as if he was being baptized.

He passed the test of life and death, and was able to overcome the "instinct" of the scourge of loss. He was baptized, and his spiritual consciousness rushed out like a drill.

Ye Fan immersed his mind in the Sea of ​​​​Lands. At this moment, the celestial veins are thicker and more translucent, like a sea of ​​purple gold beams, leading to unknown places.

He boarded the bridge of God and walked directly. As he said, wherever he went, there was the other side, and he crossed the sea.

The veins of the sky were bright. He crossed the sea of ​​bitterness and came to the end. This is a pure land with misty clouds and mist. In the high sky, he vaguely saw a huge Taoist palace.

Bai Yunlong, blocking the line of sight, the Taoist palace is gone, and can no longer be captured, Ye Fan does not feel a pity, just landed on the other side and failed to complete, how can he enter the secret realm of the Taoist palace?

In the legendary Taoist palace, the corresponding position of the human body is the thoracic area, where there are five gods, and when you practice this secret realm, all kinds of strange things will happen. The immortality of the god of grain is called the mysterious female, the gate of the mysterious female, and it is the root of heaven and earth. The five gods conceive the five elements, the five qi clear olives, connect with the sky, and connect with the earth.

After reaching the realm of the other shore, he felt his own change [Dzi Bead Change], his spirit sublimated, his divine power surged, and the sea of ​​suffering opened up to the size of a palm, sparkling and even shining.

He felt that Yiyu seemed to be able to smash the sky and smash the earth with one foot. This was a strange illusion after his strength became stronger.

He didn't move, but held the fist-sized source in his hand and began to slowly refine it. He needed a dam to consolidate this state.

He did not expect to reach the Great Perfection Realm on the other side, and he would break out of a cocoon and turn into a butterfly.

The source of the fist is pure and flawless, full of brilliance, and contains an unimaginable and majestic essence. Ye Fan has been refining it for a long time, and finally he has absorbed it all. Afterwards, he was silent for another ten days before he finally woke up completely and completed this practice. "This is..." At this moment, Ye Fan was shocked when he looked at Lunhai.

The golden sea of ​​bitterness, with little waves, he felt that there was something more, just on the sea surface, full of vitality, with greenery emerging.

"what is that?"

Ye Fan was stunned, there was a strange plant growing in the golden ocean, looming, like a green lotus, surrounded by chaotic mist! "How could this be?" He was shocked, not knowing why this change [Dzi Bead Change] occurred.

And when he inadvertently raised his head, he was stunned again, the sky above the wheel was no longer misty, no longer empty, a blue sky, like the sky. Ye Fan was really surprised. After landing on the other side, a series of changes occurred [Dzi Bead Change]. "The sky... Qinglian... Could it be that my abnormality is going to appear?" "Affectionately calling for the monthly pass, brothers, don't be soft-hearted, slam it hard, and I can catch it.