This is a moonless night without stars. The night is getting darker and darker, and it is about to reach the extreme of darkness. Wuyu flies in the night sky, silently.

After talking to the study room, Wuyu and the other two reached a consensus.

Among the three, Zhang Miaolin's innocent heart is extremely solid in his practice and has a bright future, but he is still a little unreliable now. As for Taoist Huifeng, he is of the same origin as Sidingtang but not the same branch. There are even some conflicts among the two teachers and commanders. However, over the years, the old man has withered, and these people support each other and trust each other, which is very comparable. The three of them decided the future of Sidingtang.

Sidingtang was about to move, and now Wuyu is going to Hailong City to work with Mrs. Hua to win the position of deputy deacon of the Zhuan Branch that day. This is the prerequisite for the relocation of the sect.

Wuyu has been away from the fort for more than two hours, and the distance is more than eight thousand miles. Such speed is also the first-class among the Buxu cultivators. She can do it because she practiced the "Five Fights and Three Yuans True One Sutra". She has unique experience in the method of flying Fight Buxu. Just like now, although she has a elixir cultivation level, she has not used magic tools, nor has she used talismans to fly in the void.

Of course, the most important point is that she is a nominal Chinese-level cultivator, but in fact, she had already entered the realm of Wuxu five years ago, and fell again because of a mistake in her practice.

Five years have passed, she has recovered and can take that step again at any time. She does not think she is much inferior to those Buxu monks.

In addition to endurance.

When he reached the Buxu realm, his perfection and unobstructed form a point in the void, breaking through his own limitations, turning into a drop in the ocean, connecting the inside and outside, and naturally communicating with the heaven and earth's vital energy. This is how to absorb Xuanzhen and extend her life. Ignoring the efficiency of internal transformation, refining, and the long-lasting combat power of the monk Buxu are indeed beyond her ability.

She had to adjust her breathing for two hours at a high speed, and there was one more thing to do.

At this time, she was passing a hill. Wuyu fell down to the height. Suddenly, she heard the sound of the cold water, circling around the mountains, cleaning her mind. Her heart moved slightly and followed the sound. After only ten breaths, she saw a waterfall, formed by a mountain stream, which was only five or six feet high. It was not very spectacular when she was pouring down from the mountain wall. It was clear and elegant. The sound of the water hitting the pond penetrated the faint smoke. When she passed through the mountains and forests, there was a slight echo, which was mixed with the sound of the wind, just like the sound of nature.

Flying up the high cliff and going up a hundred steps, there was a flat bluestone, which was standing across the mountain stream. The stream flowed from below and fell off the cliff. The slightly muted sound on the other side was intertwined with the clear sound of the gurgling stream. The light and heavy contrast, and the clear and turbidity were raised at the same time. Although the sound of water in the ears was endless, it had a unique sense of tranquility.

Wuyu fell down, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. For about a quarter of an hour, the darkest period of night passed, and the eastern sky gradually turned into a dark blue color. At this time, as soon as she brushed, a short few appeared on the bluestone. On it, there was a golden dan ink, flying smoke and tiny pens, croaking clothes and paper, hundreds of birds and copper ruler paperweight and other treasures given by Mrs. Hua, and also a good inkstone.

When Zhang Miaolin brought out the four treasures of the talisman, he looked reluctant, and Wuyu didn't want to do this.

For a monk who is not a major in talismans, carrying these talisman treasures with him is too luxurious, but she must have some verification.

She spread out the clothes and paper of the corpse, stabilized the corpse with a copper ruler, and then took the mountain stream water nearby, and some golden elixir ink slowly grind it into juice. Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and when the east clouds suddenly appeared, the purple hair of the fairy pen was lit, and the ink was already full of it, and it was lit on the clothes and paper of the corpse.

The purple hair is like smoke, except for the ink of Jinque Xuandan, there is no impurity. The cyst paper that is cultivated and refined with special medicinal materials contains the essence and blood of the creatures. When the two come into contact, the spiritual light will be stimulated. At this time, it was the first ray of sunshine in the east, which was connected with the harmony of the sun of heaven and earth. The lines on the paper seem to ignite golden flames, and the cyst paper is about to fly, but the paperweight of the copper ruler of the birds emits a trace of spiritual energy to suppress and comfort.

Such strange phenomena are actually caused by the treasure's own spiritual energy, but the real key is still unreleased.

Later, a spiritual light rushed up behind Wuyu's head, and when it turned into a high-crowned feather, his face was blurred, his body was covered with a starry robe, with a dark background, and there was a spiritual light outside his body. In this sky that seemed bright but not bright, it seemed that he had cut a piece of the star field in the sky to this point.

This is Wu Yu's practice of "Five Dous and Three Yuans True One Sutra" to a certain level. He has thought about the gods of all the orifices, externalized the Five Dous Star Lord, and divided dozens of true lords into Dharma appearances. He won the battle and counted life and death, which are all very commendable. But today she used it, just building a bridge.

The Star Lord Dharma Image only existed for about one breath, and the starlight of the whole body turned into a strange text, which was converged into a scroll, which was called the Crimson Book Treasure Text. This object then flew to the brain palace, turned into a true light and iridescent, washing a Taoist scripture deep in memory.

"The Purple Text Sutra of Taiwei Lingshu"!

This sutra is the best of all the sutras in Siding Hall, a sutra. Understanding can directly reach immortality. Among all the disciples, only Zhang Miaolin is qualified to practice his basic method, but there is still an extremely long distance from understanding.

Wu Yu took a different approach, using the magic power of the Five Dou Star Lord to interpret it forcibly, only seeking the truth, but not the reason. This way of solution actually had some effect. Although it was a few mistakes and even the realm fell, he finally made the Taixuan Yin Sheng Talisman, which won the favor of Mrs. Hua in one fell swoop.

Mrs. Hua’s line is too important for Sidingtang. Wuyu thought that his cultivation qualifications were not mediocre and that there was no hope of immortality in this life, so he made every effort to manage this connection, just like her purpose of using the Star Lord Dharma Image, all she wanted was to pave the way and build a bridge!

There was another rumor behind my head, which turned into a Dharma image.

This magic figure was even more blurry. I saw a magnificent figure wearing Jiuyu's crane and wearing mountains, rivers, stars and moon seals. It was vaguely emperor-like. This is one of the magic figures of the "Three Emperors and Five Elders" in the "Taiwei Lingshu Ziwen Shangjing". At the same time, there seemed to be someone whispering in her mind. All kinds of incredible spiritual lights appeared in the whisper, like brocade scales passing through waves, rising and falling.

These are all the "harvest" of Jiang Shu Baowen's strong interpretation of the meaning of the scriptures.

Wu Yu really put his pen down. At this moment, a bell rang out from the sky, and the purple air from the east turned into a faint silk thread, flying from the morning light, and a brilliant golden light burst out on the clothes and paper. It was circled more than a square radius, with five colors in it. The specific rune fractals are hard to see clearly.

The clouds were dazzling, and Wuyu suddenly felt that there was heat coming out in his heart. It seemed that there was a fire, and it was hard to deal with dryness and heat. Before the body could sweat, it was baked clean.

She knew that this was the backlash of the talisman method, and that it was her cultivation and understanding the consequences of her difficulty in controlling the talisman. She had to continue drawing it hard. When the talisman was accomplished and the inner fire was burned, she would also turn into a handful of ashes and dissipate between heaven and earth.

Wuyu's lips were pursed tightly, and the blood on it faded away. She was still persevering, waiting for the sensation that had arrived.

"If you really exist, come!"

She didn't wait for the answer, but there was a roaring roaring like thunder in the other sky, and it was pouring down: "Where are you going this time!"
Chapter completed!