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- Ma Yunteng didn't care either, and nodded his thanks. At the same time, I noticed that the monk's practice progress had entered the middle stage of spiritual silence, and began to move towards the later stage. The speed was shocking.
"Master, your cultivation is progressing too fast, so there won't be any disadvantages, right?"
Chan Master Danchong smiled lightly, not paying attention.
"Success is also him, failure is also him, why bother, it's better to be quicker or slower, don't worry about it, practitioners often care about the catastrophe of the heart, but they don't know that there are catastrophes everywhere in the world and in the world. How much is the difference between passing through and not passing through?"
After speaking, the old monk slowly closed his eyes again.
Ma Yunteng felt half-understood, and always felt that there were some twists and turns that he couldn't get around. When he raised his head suddenly, he found that the old monk had broken through the spiritual silence and entered the ninth-level heart-robbing stage. Ma Yunteng felt a little nervous, he didn't know if he could get through the heart disaster safely with such a fast progress in practice, but the old monk still didn't seem to mind.
After a while, Chan Master Danchong suddenly had a flash of blackness between his brows, but it disappeared in an instant, and then his cultivation base advanced to the middle stage of crossing the catastrophe. The practitioner's mind-changing catastrophe passed so easily after hearing it, Ma Yunteng Can't help secretly marveling, and faintly understand in his heart that Chan Master Danchong has been obsessed with Buddhism and cultivating his mind and nature for tens of thousands of years. Although his inner alchemy has been sealed and his cultivation has stopped, his realm has reached an extremely high level.
The improvement of the cultivation level can promote the improvement of the realm, and conversely, the realm can also directly pull the leap of the cultivation base. It is not impossible to break the master's restriction with such a high realm, but for tens of thousands of years, it has been safe. Due to the status quo, he looks down on the world situation, but once the shackles are released, the realm and cultivation will quickly tend to balance.
But Ma Yunteng knew that no matter how high his cultivation level was, he would never be able to reach this magical speed. The only reasonable explanation is that Zen Master Danchong has been able to drive mana for a long time, and his cultivation level has been increasing, but whether it is intentional or not, Zen Master Danchong has not violated his own constraints, because although his cultivation base and realm are already extremely high, But it didn't jump a level, and once the restraint was released, it was like a flood bursting a dike, and it would naturally flow for thousands of miles. 强牺 zhuiyo.com 读牺
At this moment, the old monk's cultivation has reached the late stage of Xinjie. At this time, Chan Master Danchong slowly opened his eyes again, looking at Ma Yunteng, with a faint smile on his face.
"Cultivator, it seems that the old monk will not stay in this world for too long. The old monk was imprisoned back then. The old monk also knew the reason. It happened suddenly at that time. The old monk was captured with little power to fight back, and now the old monk is about to leave this world, but there are still some common things that need your help."
Ma Yunteng nodded hurriedly.
"I have some tokens of the sect here, please help me return these, forget about the old monk's last fate."
After finishing speaking, a jade Buddha's hand appeared in the old monk's hand, only one finger long, light green all over, the Buddha's hand was shaped like an orchid finger, and there was a light golden Buddha character on the palm, which was extremely delicate.
"The Jade Buddha's hand was the letter talisman of the head of Lingjue Temple at that time, and my Baina Buddha robe. After I ascended, you can bring it back together. If you like other items, you can keep them." Use it yourself."
Ma Yunteng took these tokens of Lingjue Temple from Danchong respectfully, and sighed in his heart. The Tianling School was established only a few thousand years ago, while Lingjue Temple existed tens of thousands of years ago. The deep foundation of the four sects is really no small matter.
After feeling for a while, I suddenly remembered something.
"Master, I have something to ask, did the master have enmity with the imprisoned people back then?"
Ma Yunteng has always had a question in his mind, that is, Master Xinfan was severely injured by the four major masters at that time, and he couldn't bear to rebuild. After the master was rebuilt, no matter how three thousand years have passed, could it be that the four major masters at that time have not passed the catastrophe and ascended? ?
Chan Master Danchong smiled and shook his head slowly.
"It is the master of the old monk who has a grudge against the extraordinary god. Back then, my master and the other four sect masters teamed up to severely damage the extraordinary god, but he also planted a demon in his heart. Finally, he failed to overcome the calamity and disappeared in ashes. On the other hand, the extraordinary god has such a vengeful heart. To be so strong, with so much resentment, to be able to survive the mental calamity safely, it must be a strange body, definitely not an ordinary person."
When Ma Yunteng heard this, he couldn't help being stunned, and continued lightly:
"Thinking about the experience of the old monk, the heads of the other four sects were also imprisoned. There must be no luck. Is the benefactor also entrusted to rescue other people?"
Ma Yunteng nodded, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"By chance, the kid just ran into the place where the senior was trapped. The address left by the senior who was trapped by the heads of the other three sects is untestable due to the age. The master isThe two practitioners surnamed Feng are still trapped in the formation. But at this time, the performance of the two is quite different.
The cultivator surnamed Feng, with anxiety and despair on his face at this time, was still running wildly in the formation, with a trace of bloodshot eyes clearly showing in his eyes, and the practitioner surnamed Wang, Although his cultivation base was extremely low and he had an anxious expression on his face, he was still able to maintain his composure. He was not nearly insane like his senior brother, who stood quietly in the formation with a face full of hard thinking.
Ma Yunteng couldn't help but nodded secretly. This young man surnamed Wang is really not simple. He can hold his breath at critical moments. This reminded him of what Zen Master Danchong who had just ascended said to himself, no matter how bad the situation is, he must face it. For it, to wait for a turnaround, but for the cultivator surnamed Wang in the Fengzhuo Formation, even if he keeps calm and calm, his cultivation level is too low. If there is no help from outsiders, no matter how calm he is, The result is still being trapped in the battle. It can be seen that when manpower is beyond his grasp, all he can do is to do his best and obey the destiny.
The young man surnamed Wang stood in the middle of the formation, feeling extremely anxious. There was nothing in front of his eyes except a cloud of gray, and he couldn't see anything clearly a few steps away. He and Senior Brother Feng left shortly after entering. When they are separated, as long as I walk around, the sky will be dark and the sky will be dark, and the sand will fly away. I have tried to yell loudly, but no matter how heart-piercing I yell, my voice can't reach far.
After a little thought, Ma Yunteng walked into the formation.
The practitioner surnamed Wang was worrying, when suddenly a person appeared in front of him, and he was startled. Ma Yunteng nodded slightly at him.
"follow me."
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The practitioner surnamed Wang didn't feel how much strength the stranger had exerted, but his wrist was grabbed by the opponent, and it seemed that he couldn't lift any strength to resist, and he couldn't help being secretly shocked.
After a little effort, the two walked out of the turbid formation, and the practitioner surnamed Wang carefully looked at the person in front of him.
Ma Yunteng is wearing a navy blue scholar's attire, which is very ordinary in texture. There is an ordinary long sword hanging from his waist, dangling from his waist. It can be seen from the cloud formation that the opponent's cultivation base is absolutely no small matter.
The practitioner surnamed Wang lost his composure slightly, but then he reacted and bowed deeply to Ma Yunteng.
"The junior Wang Zhiqi thanks the senior for his help!"
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