Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 72 The advantage is mine
Beidou is honored on the left, and the nine cushions arranged in order are the Holy Maiden Zhao Yanran (a supporting role with a name) and the Holy Son (an unnamed supporting role) of Wanchu Holy Land.

After them were two people from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, two princes from the Ancient Hua Dynasty in Zhongzhou, two people from the Yaoguang Holy Land, and the servant Ye Fan, making up the number of cushions.

Dividing the cake is also an art, and Yan Ming did not favor one over the other.

When I visited Wanchu earlier, the sect cooperated very well and sent over the Saint Lady Caiyun who lived four thousand years ago. They kept it secret and did not release any information to the outside world.

Zifu is the black gourd sent by the Holy Son.

Gu Hua is the source of the imperial weapon in Jiang Taixu's body. He had previously been stationed in the Fire Demon Ridge, but had been reluctant to enter. He then went west halfway and borrowed the ultimate imperial weapon in an attempt to stop the war between the two sides.

Yaoguang was a return gift for their last encounter.

Needless to say, it is Ye Fan's job as a member of the board of directors of the Devouring Demon Pot Group.

"Those with extraordinary talent can enter my sect!" Yan Ming said lightly, and then said nothing more, just looked at each other calmly.

Look at the Beidou today, it actually has some quality!
In the air, the avenue is overwhelming!

A Taoist picture was lying across the void, very clear. The Fire Vermilion Bird was walking around with its feathers shining brightly, as if it had descended from the ninth heaven. It made people feel truly awed and wanted to kneel on the ground.

"Supreme God Form!"

"A saint personally interprets the mystery. If you can understand it, you can become his disciple!"

Except for the independent cultivator Ye Fan, the other eight people all came from large sects. They knew the importance of the Suzaku Daotu and could not calm down.

"Buzz!"

The clear and bright Taoist rhythm was rippling, and the innate Taoist fetus was seen walking like a lotus flower, slowly descending, with a slender waist as graceful as a startled wild goose. The moment it landed on the cushion, it fell into the wonderful state of unity between man and nature.

This scene made everyone in the Purple Mansion Holy Land nod secretly.

No matter what, the competition of comprehension is between the Dao fetus and a group of mortal bodies, and the advantage is mine!

As for the Son of God... he is just a bonus, it doesn't matter what happens to him.

Almost at the same time, Yao Guang Saint Yao Xi also followed, her long skirt dragging on the ground, graceful and beautiful, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, walking gracefully.

She also had good fortune, with secret treasures nourishing her sea of ​​consciousness. Her soul power was much stronger than that of others, and at this moment, her enlightenment was not much slower than that of the innate Dao fetus.

Behind her was Yaoguang's candidate for Saint, Li Rui. The Divine Embryo of the ruthless lineage hadn't come, as there was a great evil lingering here...

Time passed like sand, and in a blink of an eye, the sky above Fire Demon Ridge was covered with mist and rain, and the drizzle was like silk, floating freely in the wind. The center of the broken mountain was burned by the divine fire, and the mountain was burned into a crystallized state. At this moment, it was filled with water vapor, forming a large area of ​​dreamy mist.

Yan Ming's heart was as calm as still water. While he was looking at Yu Xiang, part of his mind inexplicably fell on Saint Yaoguang.

"Blue jade hairpin with flower and moon patterns." Yan Ming's lips curled slightly, and the lines in front of his eyes surged up, outlining a semicircular outline, and his mind became calmer.

The Bra Saint is indeed charming. I have to find time to collect it.

Since you are here to conquer the world, how can you miss this legendary item?

"The fifth level of Dao Mark is difficult to comprehend!" Yao Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, feeling a little lost. Her chest also shook, straight and firm, making her skirt bulge.

Although she had an advantage in terms of soul strength, she was still powerless against the divine form drawn by the saint himself and could not fully comprehend it.

Soon, Zixia couldn't help but frown as well, stopping at the fifth Suzaku Claw. The complex and mysterious Dao diagram had already caused a slight pain in her sea of ​​consciousness, putting considerable pressure on it. "The third claw has reached its limit."

Zixia pursed her cherry lips, stretched her body, and her chest also curved. Seeing that Saint Yaoguang was also stuck at the fifth level and her progress was not faster than hers, and she was even slightly behind, she couldn't help but nod secretly.

Gu Hua, Wan Chu, and the other four showed no signs of improvement. Their aptitude was limited, and only Saint Wan Chu had memorized three Dao diagrams. She now frowned deeply as she gazed at the fourth. The others had all stopped at the third level.

In a short period of time, the picture of the Tao is vague and difficult to grasp.

That's enough!

"There is no need to comprehend the Nine Heavens. I just need to be stronger than them." Zixia's eyes moved, with an innate confidence.

I seem to have forgotten one person. Yes, it is the Son of God. He is currently in the third picture.

"He has never beaten me, and this time will be no exception." Zixia was neither sad nor happy, and had no emotion at all about being stronger than the Son of God.

This is her exclusive power bank. She was initially shocked by the roar of Tao coming from Shengya, and later she rebuilt her confidence and reshaped her Tao heart by ravaging the Son of God.

Just when Zixia was feeling quite settled, she suddenly saw the monk Lunhai at the end of the cushion. She followed his gaze and saw that he was actually comprehending the eighth Dao diagram.

"Is this little guy trying to be mysterious? This is useless."

Zixia raised the corner of her mouth slightly and shook her head subconsciously, but her expression began to change. She looked over carefully and found that the latter was motionless, looking up at the divine and Taoist diagram. A special aura emanated from his body, and the degree to which he was integrated with the Tao was even greater than that of the innate Taoist fetus.

This is by no means a superficial effort, but rather a demonstration of deep understanding and true immersion in the subject!

Even she couldn't observe the eighth Taoist diagram for a long time. It was like climbing a dangerous peak. If you took a wrong step, it would backfire on your soul. But this person was walking on flat ground.

"How could this little thief be so rebellious! He is the one who is in the wheel of sea." Zixia's eyes were slightly dull, her pupils were scattered, as if she was petrified, and there was a huge earthquake in her heart.

He was born with the Dao, but he was surpassed by others in terms of enlightenment. He was still a low-level cultivator who had not yet entered the Dao Palace.

"This is impossible!"

She couldn't accept this ending!

The next moment, Zixia bit the tip of her tongue lightly, her eyes filled with purple light, and she forced herself to visualize the next few Taoist diagrams.

The result was counterproductive. Her face suddenly turned pale, as if she had suffered a heavy blow and was impacted by the Vermillion Bird divine pattern. She felt dizzy and her blood was rushing to her head.

This aroused Zixia's emotions. She wanted to try again, but still failed and almost fainted.

Looking at Ye Fan who was calm and composed, she felt a little unwilling. She clenched her slender fingers, and her fingertips almost pinched into her palms, and she was in a state of despair.

The fifth Taoist map is like climbing a dangerous mountain. Although it is difficult, you can still climb it slowly.

Give her time and she will reach the top!
The following pictures were like the abyss of heaven, mysterious and unfathomable, which Zixia could not reach at all. She had not even fully understood the Vermillion Bird Claw, but wanted to memorize all the gods and forms in one step, which was bound to fail.

"Do you think you are a forbidden area kid? Do you also have Bodhi seeds?" Yan Ming looked normal and was not surprised.

You are still too proud. Like a newly opened flower, you look down upon the world with arrogance. You don’t know that in life, what matters is your foundation, your chance and your talent!
Without Bodhi seeds and the heart of ancient tea trees for enlightenment, what good is it even if you have the innate Tao fetus?
This kind of physique will only show its strength in the later stages, it is really not effective in the early stages!
"Growing up in the pure land of the deep palace, without the Emperor's Scriptures or divine arts... If the Dharma Ending Period continues, perhaps one may enter the path of slaying. To become a saint, one needs to work hard to transcend." Yan Ming said the last sentence directly and began to point fingers...

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