The stars are shining, and there is nothing to say all night.

The next day, the sun passed through the gap and shot into the hut, and Tang Cheng woke up from meditation. For the whole night, Tang Cheng was warming up the four flying swords of white dew, duck yellow, deer grass, and Qin Sang without any pause.

As a monk, Tang Cheng can be said to be diligent. If it weren't for this, he would not be able to achieve great success in training Qi, go through the great disaster of experiencing the world, and successfully advance to the Yuan Liver Stage in just three years.

Although there are many coincidences in this, and Tang Cheng is extremely talented and his practice techniques are also the best skills, his diligent practice is the most important cornerstone.

On more than a thousand lonely nights that make people crazy, I sit cross-legged and never move for a day and night. It is precisely with such accumulation that the Tang City today can be created. How can I achieve this without a rock-solid will?

There is an old saying: Becoming a monk is as good as the beginning of the first place, and becoming a Buddha is more than enough. This means that people are often very enthusiastic at the beginning of their practice, but they will become lazy over time.

Human beings are not born with immortality. Practice is a boring and lonely path. Countless monks with geniuses have fallen halfway through the death of the genius. It is because they cannot stand loneliness that they bow their heads in the face of various temptations and destroy their lifelong practice.

Practitioners are like crucian carpies crossing the river, and those who have attained enlightenment are as rare as phoenixes. This is exactly the case.

The hut is very dilapidated. To be honest, it is surprising that it was not destroyed in the strong wind. The reason is that its muscles and bones are extremely strong. The four-cornered pillars of the hut are not made of wood, but are carved from stone pillars.

There are no patterns on the stone pillars, only fine lines caused by the texture of the stone itself. The thatch used for building walls is too old, and when you touch it, the powder will fall straight down.

There was no decoration in the hut, except for a futon used for meditation, it was empty, and there was no teahouse for guests.

The sun shone through the gaps between the thatched grass and shone brightly on the whole house. The scorching sun made Tang Cheng squint. At this time, a singing suddenly sounded outside the thatched hut.

"The green water is guarded by the soil; the abundant people are injured by wine; there may be orchid fragrance under the wormwood; there may be thatched houses, or marquis."

The singing is loud and resounds throughout the mountains and fields. The person who sings is full of energy and the sound is long. Just one hears it and you will know that his cultivation is not weak. Tangcheng pushed the door out, and a wooden door opened in response to the sound. I saw a man wearing white clothes like snow, standing by the blue pool, breaking willows and playing.

Hearing the voice, the man slowly turned around and saw that the person who came was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, originally looking honest, but the pair of red eyebrows made his aura suddenly sharp. The man bowed his hand and said in a gentle voice: "Brother Yuan Buxie, in the name of his family master, come and invite Junior Brother Tang to Tiantai Peak. If you have any presumptuous things, I hope he can forgive me!"

Not sure what, Tang Cheng felt extremely awkward when he heard this, but there was nothing to be picky about in this person's words. Tang Cheng smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Yuan leads the way!"

When Tang Cheng saw Yuan Buxie's face, Yuan Buxie bowed and said, "Please!"

Because he didn't know Yuan Buxie, Tang Cheng was unwilling to use Fenglei Wings. Although he was already in the Yuan Liver Stage, he had never practiced relevant magic tricks, so he could not control the air and emptied it. He flew in the air for a while. After thinking about it, Tang Cheng took out the Bailu Sword and used the method he had learned in the first-line Tianzong to control the sword.

The white dew sword showed a graceful color like frost and snow in Tang Cheng's hands. Yuan Buxie's face became a little strange, and his eyes looked at Tang Cheng seemed to be full of compassion.

This made Tang Cheng feel irritated several times in a row, and he simply said directly: "This is the Bai Lu Sword. Do Senior Brother Yuan want to see a few other mouthfuls?"

Yuan Buxie was extremely embarrassed. After a while, he scratched his head and laughed: "His grandma's bear, these days, Master has asked me to pretend to be gentle every day. I'm really suffocating. It seems that junior brother, you are also a cheerful person. I, Old Yuan, said that I should not tell me Master."

"Brother, I have nothing to say to you. Just by your daring to take over these four flying swords, I, Lao Yuan, only have one word - I am convinced."

【here we go again.】

Tang Cheng felt very powerless. These people were very depressed by the four flying swords that looked like snakes and scorpions. They opened their mouths and wanted to ask for something, but then they thought, Yuan Buxie would not dare to say it, and he gave up immediately.

Yuan Buxie easily soared into the air, with the golden sword light shining in the hall. Through the golden light curtain, you can see the smile on the corner of Yuan Buxie's mouth.

Tang Cheng scratched his head and tried to control the Bailu sword with the sword-control technique learned on the Yishi Tianzong. Suddenly, he felt the Yuanli flowing through and flowing backwards on the sword, entering the acupoints in Tang Cheng's body. In the blink of an eye, he soared into the sky, feeling unspeakable. It seemed that the combination of the two complemented each other.

The Bailu Sword tore the sky like a light column, and it is like a comet passing through the sky. It was more than five times faster than when he was driving the Bilan Sword.

Until the landing, Tang Cheng was still shocked. It seems that the Yishi Tianzong's sword control method was to use the flying swords of today, but in the Northern Wilderness, Tang Cheng had never seen any flying sword.

At this time, Tang Cheng recalled the sarcastic words of Bai Zizai who was already dead when he was preparing to buy a sword in the Jin Jianfeng Forging Tool Building. He said that the flying sword in the forging Tool Building was not a flying sword, but a talisman sword. Now, Bai Zizai said something right. There is indeed no comparison between the two.

Tang Cheng was full of thoughts and followed Yuan Buxie in a daze to walk a section of the road on Tiantai Peak until the edge of a towering cylindrical platform before stopping.

Seeing Tang Cheng's unconscious appearance, True Man Ku Mu still thought he was worried about the departure of True Man Wangyou. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but his face was still expressionless.

Here is a round platform with a radius of five feet. There are five thick columns around the round platform, about meter high. The entire round platform and columns are carved from extremely hard white jade. The five pillars are arranged equidistantly, firmly encircling the round platform in the center. The white jade round platform is full of messy traces, as if they have been destroyed by millions of people.

True Man Kumu said, "Mr. Tangcheng!" The short four words rang in Tangcheng's ears like thunder bursting, awakening him. When Tangcheng saw that it was Kumu, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Disciple Tangcheng has seen uncle!"

Kumu said: "Today I am here to summon the Dharma image. Brother, the eldest brother, went out for something, but your cultivation cannot stop. This summoning the Dharma image will fall on me."

Tang Cheng was very moved when he heard this and said, "I have to work hard on Master, I am ashamed of my disciple!"

True Man Kumu waved his hand and smiled, "You are the eldest brother's disciple, how can I not take care of you! Don't say much, come to this platform!"

Tang Cheng acted according to his words, climbed onto the jade platform, and looked at the jade pillar in confusion. Under the scorching sun, five-colored light flashed at the top of the jade pillar. The dead wood explained to Tang Cheng: "Don't worry, the so-called summoning Dharma image is to summon a trace of wildness in the bloodline. The five elements spirit stone on this jade pillar can temporarily suppress the human bloodline in your body, presenting the strongest and wild side."

After pondering for a while, the dead wood seemed to be talking. After a long time, he continued to say: "The bloodlines in the human body are mixed, and there will be more or less some bloodlines of ancient divine beasts. This summoning method is to form a spiritual object that looks like real and virtual with a thin bloodline of divine beasts in the human body."

"This spiritual object has no consciousness and is completely controlled by the body. It is an excellent helper for monks in their practice. Of course, the premise is that the Dharma image you have must be a powerful divine beast."

"In ancient times, there were countless divine beasts in the world, both strong and weak. The bloodlines included the powerful green phoenix and phoenix, the unicorn and the candle dragon; similarly, the weaker bloodlines included the blue bird and the wind shadow, and the horses and ride on the yellow."

"The strength of bloodline is determined by heaven, not manpower. If the effect is not good, you don't have to blame the heavens and others." Finally, the dead wood could explain Tangcheng a few words first.

When summoning Dharma images, most people cannot summon appropriate Dharma images. Spiritual objects such as Horse Jiao and Chenghuang are almost helpless in practice and are not helpful in fighting. Therefore, these people with poor luck will never take this spiritual object out in their entire lives.

If there was no such great chance, the importance of the Huanzhen Dao Pill to the monks would not have been shown, and the same would have been the rapid rise of the Huanzhen Dao.

"Uncle Master can do it, so I will pay attention to it!" Tang Cheng could feel the kindness in the words of the dead wood, salute respectfully, and then concentrate and wait for the moment when the fate is judged.

"You need to remember that no matter what happens, don't move!"
Chapter completed!