PFC Chapter 233 The Master Lights the Lamp
Chapter 233 The Master Lights the Lamp
He didn't care about this clone, but he was somewhat hesitant in his heart. Some magical powers could trace the origin, and if the clone was injured, the original body would also be affected.
"roll!"
Zhang Song's aura suddenly increased, his eyes were dim, and he opened his mouth to speak.
"Okay, okay, okay, Master Lingjiu, I will remember you."
His clone flashed, cut a gap in the void, and flashed away.
This clone turned out to be a top-level immortal-level long sword.
This is Wan Ye's sword. He has been cultivating it with his mind and spirit for more than seven hundred years, and has now reached the state of mind and body connection.
"I light the lamp!"
Zhang Song discovered that it was really important to have a title. For example, most of those with the character "Tian" or "Yun" ended up in a bad way.
After much thought, among those who live the most comfortably and laugh the longest, Randeng can definitely be ranked in the top three.
I also know in my heart that lighting a lamp is a state of mind.
Sakyamuni offered lamps to light up his heart, which could spread the Dharma to all realms.
This lighting of the lamp is a state of great clarity and brightness. Anyone who reaches this state can be called immortal.
It is also a way to give myself some hope, hoping that the real Randeng will not beat me to death.
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The calamity slowly passed, and for the first time in Bald Valley, a blue sky appeared, without a single cloud in sight, and the light was gentle and brilliant.
Green gradually appeared on the gravel-like ground, and some wild grasses had poked their heads out and began to grow.
The monks nearby felt that the spiritual energy in the world became extremely clear, just like pure water, pouring into their bodies inside and out.
Even some cultivators whose sea of consciousness had been secretly injured and whose foundation of Taoism had been damaged were pleasantly surprised to find that their condition was actually slowly getting better.
Countless monks rushed over upon hearing the news.
They respectfully saluted Zhang Song who was meditating in the air, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.
People kept breaking through, crying and laughing.
People are constantly gaining insights and having smiles of sudden enlightenment on their faces.
This is the birth of the True Lord. Heaven and earth congratulate him and send down precious spiritual rain.
A light flashing with lightning flowers came from the void and entered his body.
A few flowers with delicate fragrance, representing the four seasons, flashed gently across his brow.
The voice of the Avenue of Withering and Flourishing flowed past his ears, explaining the true meaning.
Three months later, Zhang Song glanced at the monks sitting densely around him and turned and left.
The mind is satisfied and free from worries, this is the realm.
In three months, relying on his own understanding and the assistance of the two complete seas of consciousness of Zhenjun and Shenjun, he made rapid progress.
When he first entered the realm of True Lord, he had already reached the intermediate level of True Lord. If he met True Lord Wanye again, he would be guaranteed to kill him with one slap.
When Zhang Song returned to Skull Mountain, all the women surrounded him with worry on their faces, but now they were extremely happy and smiled brightly and happily.
“Brother Song, you hardly stay in the Hedao realm. Your cultivation speed is too fast. Will there be any side effects and an unstable foundation?” Mo Qingqing asked.
"The Hedao realm is very critical. Many great masters even have to stay in this realm for hundreds or even thousands of years. It is the most critical realm for advancement to the True Lord. We cannot be careless."
Only Zhu Ye remained silent. She was now at the Dharma Realm and needed continuous accumulation. It would probably take another four to five hundred years before she could reach the He Dao Realm.
If it weren't for Zhang Song's resources, it would be a long time for him to cultivate to the Dharma Realm by himself. He would need to be like Madam Bai Gu, with countless clones buried in the extreme places, to comprehend and search bit by bit, and then, with the help of chance, enter the state of He Dao.
Now Zhang Song can see through everyone's realm at a glance, and even their current state is clearly visible in his mind. With just a little guidance, he can make them stronger.
This is also the way the True Lords of the big forces train their true disciples.
If the disciple is excellent, the True Lord will naturally make rapid progress with a little guidance. Then he will hone his skills in the Hedao realm for hundreds of years, accumulate slowly, and break through to the True Lord realm.
Zhang Song did not agree with this kind of advice. It was like the plug-in he had on him. Although it could help you avoid many detours, it was just like taking a plane. You would miss a lot of insights and scenery. Even if you reached the Hedao realm, it was also the end. Without your own thoughts and your own path, even if you stayed there for thousands of years, you would still be just in the Hedao realm.
"No rush, there is a lot of time in the future, I will preach the scriptures to you, and although it is very precious to achieve the Dao, it is really not difficult." He suddenly thought of his master Qiong Xiao. Maybe Qiong Xiao looked at him in the same way at the beginning, with a very superficial realm and a very simple truth.
It's just that she is young and has a certain amount of good fortune. The most important thing is that she feels that there does seem to be a connection between the two of them, which is why she acknowledged him as her disciple.
"Yes, we must hold the Ascension Banquet. All surrounding forces must be notified, and my husband must explain some of his insights on cultivation to the surrounding cultivators." Bai Jingjing's face was filled with joy. A True Lord had appeared in their Skull Mountain, so they had to hold a grand ceremony even if they had to sell everything they had.
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The Lord of Lingjiu Mountain was promoted to Lord Ran Deng!
The entire Tianxian Continent was quiet, and countless cultivators rushed to Lingjiu Mountain. This was a rare opportunity to hear the True Lord preach.
Many great demons also transformed into half-human, half-demon beings and carefully prepared gifts.
There may be some crises on the road, but people with a little bit of spiritual attainment would not dare to rob these monks who are on pilgrimage at this time.
Robbing and killing these monks who came here would be tantamount to slapping the face of this newly promoted True Lord.
The forces belonging to Skull Mountain also sent out countless patrols to ensure the safety of these monks on the road and prevent anyone from secretly attacking and ruining the reputation of Master Ran Deng.
Zhang Qingying rode on a dragon horse, left the team, and arrived at the mountain early. When he saw Zhang Song, he immediately asked loudly with joy: "You, you, you..."
"Call me Master." Zhang Song couldn't help laughing.
"I have just touched the edge of the Dharma Realm." Zhang Qingying experienced it personally, being caught up and overtaken by others, and then left far behind.
That feeling is not of pursuit, but of despair. Is the gap between people so big?
Fortunately, the cultivation speed of other people on Skull Mountain was relatively normal, otherwise her spiritual faith would have collapsed.
"I have gained some insights from this promotion, and one of them is very suitable for you. I believe it won't be long before you can advance to the Hedao realm." Zhang Song was very direct. "In my eyes, Dharma and Hedao are actually the same realm, but the depth of mastery and understanding is different."
Zhang Qingying's beautiful eyes immediately curved with joy, "Then am I considered the first true disciple of Lingjiu Mountain?"
"Not really. My first true disciple is Yingchun, and I am currently busy arranging banquets and guest houses."
Zhang Qingying also knew that this was the busiest time at Skull Mountain, so she brought three hundred Qinglong soldiers. The lowest level of them were all at the high Nascent Soul stage, and the captains and small leaders of the team were all at the Spirit Transformation stage.
Everyone was wearing a full set of armor, and the weapons in their hands were all primary spiritual weapons. They were full of energy and formed a battle formation. Even the cultivators in the Dharma Realm did not dare to confront them head-on.
They also sent two old stewards from the family who had experience in handling such matters and had strong dispatch and command capabilities, which made up for some of the shortcomings on Skull Mountain.