There are seven ancient pine trees in the forbidden area on Mu Island, and Mu Qi’s body is the seventh pine.

Within the Seventh Pine, there are seven tens of millions of years of wood insights. Those insights are integrated into the 72 Buddhist talismans. The last six insights are the essence of them. They were understood by Ning Fan and integrated into them.

Within his own magic talisman. In this case, it no longer makes much sense for Ning Fan to continue to stay in the Seventh Pine Forbidden Land.

After Mu Qi gave him the advice, he hid in the tree again. Ning Fan put away Jian Mu's true marrow and left the Seventh Pine Forbidden Area together with everyone, walking all the way to the Sixth Pine Forbidden Area.

The sixth pine is also an ancient purple-skinned pine, and the pressure it exudes is heavier than that of the seventh pine. Within a hundred steps, the air seems to be solid, there is no sound of wind, and it is terrifyingly quiet.

That kind of silence is the dry Zen of not saying a word for ten years. It is the silence of the Tao that if I don't speak, the world will be silent.

Ning Fan stared at Sixth Pine, thoughtfully. All the Mudao disciples walked a hundred steps away from Sixth Pine and saluted to Sixth Pine. Zen Master Song Guo even lowered his voice and did not dare to speak loudly.

, reported to the Sixth Pine what Ning Fan was going to come here to understand. Even Ning Fan’s creation of the ancestral talisman in the Seventh Pine was also told to the Sixth Pine tree spirit.

After a long time, a human face finally appeared on the trunk of Sixth Pine. It was the tree spirit of Sixth Pine, Mu Liu.

Mu Liu never said a word, but his expression as he stared at Ning Fan showed some emotion and concern.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out dozens of cyan light balls, sending them to Ning Fan.

"It's Jianmu's Essence again!" Wu Laoba's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, but he didn't understand why this silent tree spirit gave his master so much Jianmu's Essence upon meeting. If it was a meeting gift, this

It's probably too generous.

Zen Master Songguo saw that Ning Fan had the same doubts on his face, so he explained to Ning Fan, "The sixth uncle never speaks. What he meant was that he wanted to be like the seventh uncle, watching the scene of fellow Taoists creating magic talismans, so that he could learn from it.

Get insights and break through bottlenecks. These Jianmu essence are considered as rewards paid by the Sixth Master, and fellow Taoists will not let their efforts go in vain."

"I see…"

Ning Fan nodded, put away all the cyan light in front of him, and said to Mu Liu, "Please show the Buddhist talisman, fellow Taoist."

This time, he did not walk a hundred steps into the Sixth Pine. If he wanted to comprehend the Taoist principles of this pine, he did not have to go under the tree. It would be faster to comprehend directly from the tree spirit's Buddhist talisman.

Namu Liu still didn't say a word, but after Ning Fan made the request, he opened his mouth and spit out a green light. The green light rose into the sky and in mid-air. With each stroke, a Buddhist talisman with an ancient pine pattern gradually appeared.

Mu Liu's Buddhist talisman has a total of 74 strokes, which is much more mysterious than Mu Qi's Buddhist talisman. What's especially weird is that as soon as this Buddhist talisman appears, the whole world suddenly becomes silent, as if all sound has been lost in an instant.

"The principle of wood that this sixth tree spirit has understood is also based on pine. What he has understood is the silent meaning of pine..."

Ning Fan stood a hundred paces away from the Sixth Pine with his hands behind his back. He slowly closed his eyes, and in his mind, he kept repeating every stroke of the Buddhist talisman drawn by Mu Liu.

His mind gradually merged with the thoughts of the Sixth Pine Forbidden Land, and the intricate 74 Buddhist talismans began to become clear and clear at a glance.

"This Buddhist talisman has a total of 74 strokes. Like Mu Liu's Buddhist talisman, it is based on 66 strokes. There are 8 strokes that contain the enlightenment of wood..."

Ning Fan raised his right index finger, which glowed with magic light, and drew a pattern of a magic talisman in front of him.

The ancestral talisman drawn by 158 was presented to everyone bit by bit, especially the last six strokes of this talisman, which gave Wu Laoba, Zen Master Songguo and other monks an incomparable mysterious feeling, as if these six strokes included countless

The endless avenue of wood is too mysterious and obscure. So much so that they want to imitate it and trace its paths by their own strength, but find that it is impossible to do so...

Even so, just by looking at these few strokes, everyone had more or less their own insights into the wood. Although the insights were not much, they also made everyone feel happy.

Especially Wu Laoba, he has an almost paranoid obsession with the way of wood. There are thousands of ways in the world, but for some unknown reason, he only loves this way.

How could Wu Laoba not be happy to be able to gain his own understanding of wood from the scene of Ning Fan enlightening the talisman? He had already been resigned to surrendering to Ning Fan, but now he felt that being a slave to Ning Fan was an extremely wise decision!

"If the peaches and plums do not speak, they will become a trail. The pines and cypresses do not speak, and they will remain green forever. The sage will not speak for three years, and the world will be silent. If he speaks, the world will be shocked. The spiritual practice of the sixth tree seems to be the Buddhist closed-mouthed chant.

This man realized the wonderful method of silent meditation from the wind of thousands of pine trees. The silence of practicing pine trees can silence the sounds of all things. Therefore, from the moment they met, this man did not speak a word, and within a hundred steps of this place, there were no words.

There wasn’t even a sound of wind…”

"In terms of cultivation alone, this person is much better than me. He is already at the level of the Immortal King. But in my opinion, this person's Pine Silence has not yet reached the highest level, and he seems to be on the wrong path..."

"If I were to practice closed-mouth meditation, I would divide it into four states: one is fear and not speaking, which is dare not; one is pain but not speaking, which is unwilling; one is laughing but not speaking,

This is not necessary; the last one is having no sorrow, no joy, no heart and no thoughts, and forgetting to speak even if you want to distinguish, this is non-stop..."

"This person said nothing in his mouth, but his inner voice could not be calmed. When he saw me, he was obviously excited in his heart, but he did not dare to speak in his mouth. He forced himself to remain silent. Even in silent meditation, he was considered to have fallen into the lower realm. There is cowardice in this human way.

His Babimu insights were invisibly tainted with a hint of timidity. True silence is not about the mouth, but the heart. I can take away his insights, but this timidity cannot.

I agree, it must be modified before it can be integrated into my magic talisman..."

Painting 159, Painting 160, Painting 161... Each stroke increases extremely slowly. Time passes little by little, and the day passes quietly.

The number of strokes in Ning Fan's magic talisman has finally increased to 166 strokes, integrating Mu Liu's tens of millions of years of insights into the magic talisman!

The power of Mu Daode contained in the magic talisman has improved a lot!

The simple eight strokes contained an unimaginable understanding of the way of wood, which made Wu Laoba and other members of the Mu Island disciples more or less gain insights from it. Some people thought hard, some frowned, and their expressions were different.

Mu Liu had an expression of sudden realization, as if he had been given a slap in the face and had a clear understanding.

That’s it, that’s it!

The reason why he is stuck at the bottleneck and cannot continue to improve his cultivation is because he has taken the wrong path...

The eight strokes that Ning Fan incorporated into the magic talisman may seem similar to the eight strokes in his Buddhist talisman, but they are actually different.

Those eight strokes not only went against his Buddhist will and incorporated demonic thoughts, but more importantly, Ning Fan's eight strokes of magic talismans had no cowardice...

Cultivation is something that goes against nature. In Buddhist practice, you can accept the hardships and suffer all the hardships in the world. But there should be no fear in your heart...

"Mu is not wood, silence is not silence. When you shut up, you speak, and when you make a sound, you are silent... Over the years, I have insisted on not saying a word, which is a bit of a trap... Thank you, little friend!"

Mu Liu sighed repeatedly, and after thanking Ning Fan, he hid in the ancient pine again. All the Mu Liu disciples were shocked. The sixth uncle, who had not spoken for tens of millions of years, actually spoke!

"Let's go to Fifth Pine and have a look."

Having finished understanding this object, Ning Fan followed everyone to the Fifth Pine Forbidden Area.

On the Fifth Pine, there was extremely strong fighting spirit. Song Guo and others informed the Fifth Pine of their intention. On the Fifth Pine, a face suddenly appeared. He looked at Ning Fan in the crowd with cold eyes.

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"I Mu Wu, what's your name!" Mu Wu's voice was loud. His voice was like a roar, like thunder.

"I'm Ning Fan." Even Wu Laoba, Song Guo and others were so shocked by Mu Wu's voice that their eardrums hurt, but Ning Fan didn't change his expression.

"I heard from nephew Song Guo that my sixth and seventh brothers have benefited a lot from you. I am very interested in your creation of the ancestral talisman, but my Buddhist talisman is very powerful. You can bear it.

Stay!"

"Senior, please show me the Buddhist talisman!"

"As you wish!"

Mu Wu suddenly let out a sharp roar, and an unimaginable majestic fighting spirit shook the heaven and earth, turning the world into a blue color.

In the blue light, there is an ancient pine Buddha talisman, which is formed in one stroke. The number of strokes in the Buddha talisman continues to increase, and the pressure generated by it is getting heavier and heavier.

When the Buddha Talisman reached the twenty-fourth stroke, the monks here could no longer stand still.

When the Buddhist talisman increased to forty-eight strokes, Wu Laoba, Song Guo and others also changed their expressions, and some of them could no longer bear the fighting spirit in the Buddhist talisman.

The number of Buddhist talismans increased to seventy-six strokes, and the entire Mu Island was submerged under Mu Wu's crazy fighting spirit.

Even Wu Laoba felt a trembling feeling from the bottom of his heart when facing Mu Wu. He was actually timid before fighting in front of Mu Wu.

Mu Wu didn't even look at the crowd. Unlike everyone who was staggered by his momentum, Ning Fan remained a straight green pine, standing proudly, not affected by Zhou Tian's fighting spirit at all.

This made Mu Wu look at Ning Fan a little more highly, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Happy, happy! Even the Immortal King of Three Tribulations would be very timid in front of me, but you are not afraid of my will to suppress you. In this case, I won't hold back any more! Let's fight happily!

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Mu Wu was so excited that he forgot his original intention, which was to show Ning Fan the Buddhist talisman so as to watch Ning Fan create his own magic talisman.

At this moment, he just wanted to have a good fight with Ning Fan, but after hearing his thunderous roar, the roar immediately formed magical powers, like a substantial cyan will, and immediately headed towards Ning Fan to suppress him, like a landslide, like a mountain collapse.

The sky tilted, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

"It turns out that the fifth tree spirit is a fighting maniac..."

Ning Fan was slightly speechless. He came here to gain enlightenment, but Mu Wu actually attacked him directly...

Naturally, he could see that Mu Wu was not heavy-handed and had no ill intentions. He was just happy to see Xun Xin and wanted to compete with him.

The green will came down from the sky, overwhelming the cultivators here, but Ning Fan remained unmoved at all.

He slowly raised his hand, pressed it with his five fingers, and the green will that descended from the sky was immediately torn apart by him, and then collapsed with a clicking sound.

Ning Fan has mastered the art of fighting yin and yang, and he is not afraid of the confrontation at the level of will!

"What a good boy, you actually tore open my will suppression. Come on, let's fight again!"

Mu Wu was very excited and wanted to fight Ning Fan again, but Ning Fan shook his head slightly and didn't say anything more, but pointed his finger towards the Fifth Pine Ling Kong.

It was just an ordinary finger. Others could not see the mystery of this finger at all, but as soon as the finger fell, Mu Wu's eager face suddenly turned into shock.

This volley of fingers easily blocked the flow of will in his body, causing his originally restless fighting spirit to calm down as if cold water had been poured on him!

I can't break free! I can't break free of this blockade! This...is actually suppression at the palm level!

"This son actually possesses the Taoist principles of the will level!"

Mu Wu's expression changed drastically.

Looking at the entire Dongtian, there are only four Palm Emperors who can cultivate the Palm void. There are not many Immortal Emperors who can even slightly understand the principles of the Palm.
To be continued...