Chapter 530: A lot of trouble, I got the spiritual land

The foundation of this thing.

No matter how strong you are, you won't dislike it.

If you want to completely convert the acquired five-color divine light into the innate five-color divine light.

Yang Lin had no other way.

There is no master teaching me to practice. Apart from deducing the exercises, the only way I can come up with is to collect resources and pile them up.

This is actually a stupid way.

Where do resources come from?

Of course, saving monkeys is only one of the purposes.

There is another purpose, and he laid a backhand that day.

When the clone was about to destroy itself, the Five Elements Mountain also collapsed in mid-air.

At that messy moment, the secrets of heaven were also extremely disordered. He used the technique of the seventy-two transformations of the Earth Demons and the magical powers of the paper man's clones as the basis, and robbed some of the innate spiritual essence from Yamamoto when it collapsed.

That is, a small drop of innate spiritual earth like earth fog.

Such a small amount of stolen is naturally inconspicuous in the eyes of the Buddha.

He might even think that it was a monkey stick that was hit by it, evaporated and consumed, and scattered into the world.

This is also a common thing.

It is not that innate spiritual objects will not be consumed. The world is vast and vast, and can accommodate innate and acquired things. As long as you do not have a firm mind, with the smoke and dust flying around and murderous aura at that time, no one would notice such a small "accident".

Yang Lin grabbed that little Xirang, but he couldn't bring it out.

Now it has been under the Five Elements Mountain, about the place next to the dog cave where the monkey is, turning into a mountain flower, motionless, cutting off the cause and effect, and restraining all breath, like a mortal flower.

When Yang Lin came ten miles outside Chenjia Village again, he felt that the secretly opened sky eyes were burning violently.

There is danger.

A vast Buddhist qi mechanism tightly blocked the Five Elements Mountain.

Up and down the mountain, there is a golden piece of golden in the eyes of the sky, as if there is a dragon roar and a Buddha roar.

Instead of directly looking at the five peaks with his eyes, he used his after-light to look at the ubiquitous aura in the world.

That aura was strange and a little familiar.

It is huge and fierce, a bit like the tiger-suffering Arhat seen in the sea of ​​consciousness by Monk Faming.

However, the aura is much stronger than the ups and downs of the tiger and arhat.

It vaguely has the majesty of a monkey wielding his swearing to the Buddha that day.

"A tough guy came to take charge. It seems that the long-browed Luohan who failed that day, he was no longer trusted, either punished, or transferred. Anyway, there was a strong player here."

"Is this considered myself trapping myself? However, I never thought about hitting the monkey again, and I couldn't save him anymore. I just wanted to get back some of the things I left behind at that time."

The vast forest outside Chenjia Village is a bit far away and is not shrouded in the huge Buddha power. There is only a little aftermath swept away. Even if something happens here, it will not be too eye-catching.

"Do you just give up like this? I won't want that little bit of innate spiritual land? Or, after one day the monkey escapes from the calamity and follows Tang Monk to the road to obtain the scriptures, then come and get it?"

"No, time is endless. If you want to quickly increase your strength and strengthen your foundation, the best way is to first change the acquired five elements in the five elements. This is more important than anything else. It is related to achieving the seventh level of the Golden Immortal and becoming a powerful person. Otherwise, in the end, if you become a person, a small character can kill himself, which is not what I wish."

Yang Lin's Qiyuan clone turned into an old pine tree, standing in the distance that could not be covered by the Buddha's light, waiting quietly for the opportunity that might come.

Time passes day by day.

It rained two times in the mountains, and the gloomy sky finally cleared up for days. In the afternoon, the leaves were dry and the remaining branches shot down by the rain and thunder covered the mountains and fields.

From a distance, Yang Lin saw a man dressed in a woodcutter, humming an unknown song and walking steadily.

The woodcutter stopped, and a honest smile appeared on his face. He turned his head warmly and said, "Cantong, you and Xiaoying should go back quickly. Don't worry about the food at home. Two days ago, Thunder was very powerful. When chopping wood, you can definitely pick up some stupid rabbits, and you will have meat to eat at night."

"It doesn't matter if you can't pick up the rabbit. Don't go into the mountain too deep, there's still some danger inside." The woman said softly, "When I go back and make up the ropes, I'll be more confident when I go up and down the mountain next time."

"Dad, there are so many beautiful flowers growing in the mountain. Will you weave a garland?"

The girl looked three or four years old and asked with a longing look on her face.

"Yes, Dad will come down the mountain later and weave a big garland for our little beard to wear, so that you are the most beautiful child in the village."

The woodcutter picked up the little girl, kissed her in the face, then put her in the woman's arms, urging him, "Go back quickly, don't wait here."

Seeing the mother and mother returning to the village after a few steps, the woodcutter had a warm smile on his face, held a hatchet, hooked up the shoulder pole and climbed up the mountain.

Yang Lin didn't move, and the old pine turned into a transformation stood quietly in the sun, watching the woodcutter go up and down the mountain, carrying out a heavy load of firewood, and wearing a colorful flower crown on his head, passing by himself.

His eyes lit up.

"It's you."

He transformed himself from a pine tree to a woodcutter, pulled off a hair, and blew it gently, and turned into a small flying insect and flew to the woodcutter.

The woodcutter heard a slight buzzing sound in his ears, and his eyes were kept closed and he fell asleep.

"This sleeping bug is quite useful. It's just that ordinary mortals with some martial arts foundation don't have to test their bodywork or something. However, it's not a big deal to put it here, so it's better to turn into a tree."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the woodcutter turned into a pine tree, motionless, rooted in the soil, and hid traces of life without seeing any inappropriateness.

He flew up the mountain with the appearance of a woodcutter. At the extremely dangerous place on the top of the mountain, he picked some delicious wild peaches and wild fruits to eat, went down the mountain and hung it on a firewood load, and went down the mountain and into the village in a very dangerous place.

When he walked to the village and sensed the breath of Cong Niang and Xiaoying at the west end of the village, Yang Lin did not go straight to the woodcutter's house, but walked to the side of the three children playing with small stones at the east end, and shouted in dismay: "Oh, I forgot to pick some wild flowers for Xiaoying to weave a garland. She will definitely cry when she goes back."

It seems that a few kids turn their heads.

A seven or eight-year-old girl was the most courageous. Her eyes lit up and she stared at the mountain fruit on his load, swallowing her saliva violently.

"Uncle Axe, have you picked a lot of fruits? It looks delicious."

Yang Lin: "This is for Xiaoying."

Seeing the three children's salivating and their eyes were full of disappointment, Yang Lin smiled: "You guys, if you can pick some flowers for Uncle Axe to come to the back mountain to make a garland, I'll give you half of it?"

"good."

The seven or eight-year-old child is not afraid at all, and there are no wild animals in the back mountain. I heard from the old man that there is a monkey there, but few people have seen it.

Yang Lin's words were filled with inducement, and his words were very trustworthy. At that moment, the little girl took some fruit from his load, rubbed it a few times on her clothes, and bit it until the juice splashed, and her satisfied eyes bent.

The other two children were not very brave and were embarrassed to take two handfuls of fruit.

After eating the fruit, several children ran to the back mountain like a joy, and still promised: "Uncle Axe, wait, you'll be back soon."

Of course Yang Lin was waiting.

He didn't dare to move around, so he found a stone and sat down, gnawing on the sweet and slightly astringent mountain fruit while pretending to be completely unintentional.

The heavy Buddha lights pressed down in his heart made him realize that as long as there was something wrong at this time, the guardian on the top of the mountain might come like thunder.

"So amazing. Who is here? Isn't it a special Bodhisattva? Is it not allowed the powerful Bodhisattva who is a Bodhisattva to be the guardian. Judging from this momentum, he is domineering, strong, strong, and strong, especially the flying and changing aura, he thinks it should be a dragon-subduing Arhat..."

The Dragon Subduing Arhat, Yang Lin has heard of his legend in many stories. He knows that this person is the leader of the Eighteen Arhats, and his strength has always been underestimated. At some point, he can be regarded as a Bodhisattva.

Maybe it is the level of the seventh-level golden immortal.

"We can't come here in the future."

Feeling this aura of mountains and seas, Yang Lin thought to himself.

Two quarters of an hour later, the children came back. Unexpectedly, in a handful of flowers in the little girl's hand, there happened to be one of them transformed by her clone. Although the innate spiritual earth atmosphere sealed inside was not exposed at all, Yang Lin knew it.

The Seventy-Two Transformations are all-encompassing, asking for immortality, calming the spirit, treating diseases, asking for rain... Everything is available, of course, and other tricks, such as guiding the way and finding things, as long as these children agree to pick flowers, they will definitely pick this flower.

Yang Lin laughed and gave some delicious fruits to a few children, then said goodbye to them.

He went to the woodcutter's house with a load of firewood, weaving the flower crown to make Xiaoying happy. Then, he saw that the rope in Cong Niang's hand had been tidy, and took the rope and smiled: "Cong Niang, wait for me to go up the mountain again, put a lasso. I might be able to catch wild game tomorrow, and it would be a tooth-beating ceremony."

"Go early and come back early."

Cong Niang took Xiaoying to see her off with her.

Yang Lin smiled and went up the mountain again.

When he arrived at the place where the woodcutter turned into a pine, he let out a long sigh.

At this time, he felt that the gaze could no longer see him.

He waved his hand and removed the woodcutter's magic. He transformed himself into a bird and flew towards the two realms like crazy.

Get Xirang.

There is no need for innate spiritual land. With innate introductions and five elements, you can use the same origin to search for several other spiritual objects, and your future will be bright.

After the woodcutter woke up, he saw that his burden was gone, and there was a rope in his hand. He touched the hatchet pole and wondered why he fell asleep? Could it be that I was just dreaming when I went up the mountain to chop wood?

"It's over. Xiaoying is anxious. You have to chop wood quickly. This rope is just enough to put a game on it."

He didn't feel anything wrong at all.
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