Chapter 1797 reprimand
This was originally to comfort Lin Fei, but when he said this, he was not very good. Perhaps he suddenly remembered his bumpy path of cultivation. When he looked at Lin Fei, there was a little more sympathy. He patted Lin Fei on the shoulder, as if he was a little empathetic...
However, at this time, Lin Fei just stood up and took a look at the stone platform...
Suddenly, the stone platform trembled slightly.
Lin Fei looked at the slightly trembling stone platform and silently recited the numbers in his heart. When he counted three, the tremor suddenly became violent!
Then, I saw countless traces on the stone platform, and thousands of rays of light were blooming, and talismans floated in the air. This look was like a magic weapon that was born.
However, this scene only appeared for a moment, and soon, these talismans disappeared...
"Huh? This is..."
The boy who had been looking at the picture was stunned for a moment, and quickly enlarged the picture a little, wanting to see it clearly, but before the zooming was enlarged, the picture was fleeting, as if it had never appeared before...
At this time, Lin Fei had turned around and left the stone platform and walked out of the valley...
“What’s the situation?”
"It's strange..." The boy frowned immediately, pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and grabbed it. Then he saw that the picture suddenly stopped, followed, and kept going backwards...
The scene appeared in front of everyone again, and the scene of the talismans dancing could be seen very clearly...
At this time, the boy also turned his gaze to Lin Fei, frowned and said, "Is it because he really saw something? That caused such a strange phenomenon?"
“It’s possible.”
The bald old man smiled, but obviously did not pay much attention to it: "This vision appeared for too short, and the flying talisman was an inspiration, but it was too simple and there was nothing special about it. I think even if Lin Fei gained something, it would not be too big..."
"This is..." The boy thought for a moment, nodded and said, "The true inheritance of Inspiration is not here yet. Speaking of which, in recent years, the inheritance of Inspiration has been born for a long time. Inspiration will leave the inheritance of the past, so why make the triggering condition mysterious..."
"Haha, the inspiration has its own arrangements. If it is too easy to be born, it will be a failure of the inspiration. At worst, when you die, set the inheritance trigger conditions to be simpler..."
"Shut up!"
Hearing this, the boy's face turned dark. Damn, as he said that he had fallen, he still said what he meant. This guy was still as angry as ever...
However, to put it this way, Lin Fei is indeed a bit meaningful...
This inspiration has set up many obstacles in the inheritance left by the past. Over the years, although some people have been able to understand something from it, the level is not very deep.
This Lin Fei was the first person to create such a scene...
It’s just a pity that what is left here is just a little inheritance of the inspiration back then. In the eyes of Tongzi and others, its value is not as great as that of the innate spiritual water.
"It's okay. Now it seems that he has a little fate with Instinctive. I think he will have a good chance to inherit the entire inheritance of Instinctive..." said the boy.
"That's hard to say..." The bald old man said a little disagrees: "For so many years, there have been more than a dozen people who have a fate with him, but in the end they all returned empty-handed. This is hard to say..."
Speaking of this, the boy did not refute, just nodded, obviously not having much opinion on this.
But at this time, the true Lord Qianxiang, who had been here as a junior, suddenly mentioned: "In fact, not everyone returned empty-handed..."
"oh?"
"At that time, Miaoxuan once got some insights about the Ancestor of Inspiration. After going out, he went into seclusion for decades and broke through to the realm of true body. He heard that this insight was crucial to him, and even now, he felt that he had not fully understood..."
The name Miaoxuan may not be familiar to those young monks, but naturally, it is not unfamiliar to these Dharmakaya ancestors...
Back then, Miaoxuan was also a stunning and talented person among the younger generation of Tianmen City. He shone brightly in this tomb and was highly expected. It was a pity that something happened in the Black Abyss later made him sink for a hundred years...
Although he finally recovered, the Taoist name Miaoxuan was no longer revealed. There was an old Xuan in this Tianmen City.
Hearing this, the bald old man couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity for this Miaoxuan. If he could have healed him back then, he wouldn't have been in vain for a hundred years..."
"This was also his own fault!" The boy snorted coldly: "Who made him so reckless back then? The war was over, but he still dared to trek into the Black Abyss. I really thought he could do anything!"
Hearing the boy's scolding, the Dharma bodies did not speak...
Although the boy seemed very angry, on more aspects, he was disappointed that he would not be able to make a strong man. Back then, he was one of the people who were most optimistic about Mr. Xuan. He had high hopes for him. He summoned him many times and gave him many opportunities to help him achieve enlightenment.
Originally, Old Xuan was indeed quite successful. In addition to his superb cultivation, he was knowledgeable about everything from medicine, divination, astrology, and could be called a versatile talent in practicing. His glory even obscured the true Lord of Qianxiang.
As a result, that reckless move ruined all this...
Now, the true Lord Qianxiang has the hope of Dharma body and has shouldered the responsibility of guarding the entire Tianmen City. However, Lao Xuan, who was faintly over the true Lord Qianxiang, could only hide in the treasure house. If he did not appear on weekdays, no one could think of him...
The most serious thing is that since that disaster, Mr. Xuan has been thinking about returning to the Black Abyss day and night to find the experience that made him lose. As a result, this obsession has turned into a demon in his heart during his cultivation.
Over the years, Mr. Xuan’s cultivation has been difficult to improve in an instant, and it cannot be said that it is the sequelae of the disaster that year...
After this incident, how can the boy who has high hopes for him not disappoint?
Chapter completed!