According to legend, Buddhist martial arts were created by a stunning genius. After his martial arts were perfect, he could show his own virtual image behind his back, which was amazingly powerful. Later, his martial arts and skills were compared to his fortune, so he went out to travel and preach scriptures.

When he was full of disciples, he founded Buddhism. More and more Buddhists practiced Buddhist techniques. Out of respect for the genius ancestor, they were grateful and worshipped, and called it "Buddha".

Buddhist techniques are profound and powerful. People who practice Buddhism often worship "Buddha" and worship it as a phantom of Buddha statues. This is a symbol of the great success of the martial arts. Later, when those who practice Buddhist techniques reach a certain level of cultivation, their skills will appear phantom of Buddha statues.

After millions of generations of inheritance, Buddhist techniques have become more and more perfect, but the admiration for "Buddha" has become more and more intense, and the shadow of Buddha statues has been passed down naturally. Later, practicing Buddhist techniques will produce "Buddha" phantoms, which has become an eternal truth.

At this time, Ling Tian actually cultivated his own phantom, no wonder the Saint Son of Jiange Yuan Ming and others were surprised.

In fact, Wude once warned him that practice is a deed of heaven and change of fate, and you must not plant seeds of worshipping others in your heart. That would be best if you just become the same existence as others, and it is difficult to overcome it.

Ling Tian knew the pros and cons of it after hearing it. Under the influence of his father for many years, he also knew that practicing is to cultivate the "I" and finally reach the "self". If he worships others' hearts, how can he achieve the "self" and reach the state of great freedom?

Later, Wude told him that the connotation of "Buddha" refers to people with insight. Ancient Buddha has passed away, but he has left a seed of "Buddha" in everyone's heart. When this person's understanding reaches his level, he is a Buddha. Then, it is easy to explain that his own phantom appears behind Ling Tian.

When the Bodhi tree in Ling Tian’s mind was shocked, he knew that he was going to cultivate the Buddha’s shadow. At this time, he did not have his own thoughts in his heart, just wanting to stand between the sky, fight against the will of heaven and pursue oneself.

The soul power gathered under the Bodhi tree in his mind, and gradually formed a small faint phantom of himself. Bodhi leaves were shocked, and the golden light merged into the phantom. After a moment, the phantom of the orange soul power achieved began to change color, and the golden light became magnificent and holy, and there was no orange shadow.

Under the Bodhi tree, Ling Tian’s phantom sat cross-legged, and the golden light on the Bodhi leaves scattered. The phantom was bathed in the golden light. Thousands of "shoulder" in the golden light entered the phantom, tempering the phantom. The thin golden phantom slowly became clear and showed signs of solidity. But it was too slow, and millions of golden lights only made the phantom richer in color. If there was, it was difficult to be felt.

Ling Tian knew that he had finally made his "Buddha Shadow" and would no longer worry about being bound by the "Ancient Buddha". He couldn't help but feel relieved and was in a good mood.

Behind Ling Tian's body, the phantom was very big, but it was much lighter than the color under the Bodhi tree, as if it could be blown away by a breeze at any time. However, although the phantom was faint, it was firmly unmovable, and the breeze could not lift a trace of dust from him.

The Buddha statue has a solemn appearance and a grand atmosphere. The hidden Lingtian also becomes more solemn, just like an ancient Buddha who is on the dust. The Buddha statue stands with a straight figure. It can open the heaven and earth with a majestic momentum.

Zhou Tian's spiritual energy was gathering towards the phantom of the Buddha statue, and Ling Tian's momentum became more solid, as if the pressure of the ancient city had been much smaller at this time. He stepped forward steadily, and the phantoms were inseparable, fighting against the majestic pressure of the ancient city.

The air condensed wherever Lingtian passed, and the void was slightly distorted. It can be seen that the pressure of the ancient city did not disappear, but was blocked by the phantom of the Buddha statue.

As Ling Tian moved forward, the pressure of the ancient city became greater and greater, as if the entire sky was about to be pressed down. The figure of the Buddha statue became smaller and smaller, but it became more solid, the color became more and more intense, and the resistance became greater and greater.

Two hundred and eighty meters!

Two hundred and fifty meters!

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Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

The onlookers could no longer remain calm, and Ling Tian could actually come within a hundred meters in front of the ancient city. Those who were shocked by the Saint Son of the Sword Pavilion were stunned at this time.

"This is much better than the saint's saint's son back then!"

"What kind of physique does this person have? It's even more terrifying than the innate spiritual body!"

"He has practiced Buddhist techniques. Is it that Buddhist techniques so powerful?"

The Saint Son of Jiange in Piaomiao City looked depressed. When Ling Tian appeared in the Buddha statue phantom, he knew that he would lose. The Buddha statue phantom can use the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and is comparable to the spiritual phantom of the innate spiritual body, and is extremely powerful.

On the other hand, the Saint of Jiange was in a good mood at this time. Her face hidden behind the veil trembled slightly, showing how excited she was. Her eyes as clean as the moon were flashing with an excited light, with a hint of admiration and a faint hope.

"I lost." The Saint Son of Jiange accepted the bet and accepted the loss, took out a guzheng from the storage ring and handed it to the Saint of Jiange.

As soon as the Guzheng was taken out, thousands of auspicious colors were scattered. Looking closely, there were complex patterns on the seven strings of the Guzheng. I don’t know what kind of strange wood it was made of. The touch was round and shiny, and the color of the faint purple was extremely simple, making it look very ancient.

The Saint of Jiange took the guzheng and gently stroked the strings. Wherever his jade hand passed, the clanging sound was endless, crisp and whispering, like a broken jade in Kunshan, a secluded orchid in the valley, washing people's souls and shaking their souls.

This zither is definitely an extraordinary item and is worthy of being the treasure of the fourth grade of spiritual weapon.

The Saint of Jiange smiled and the veil covering her jade face trembled slightly, showing how excited she was.

"Then thank you, senior brother." The Saint of Jiange couldn't put it down and loved this guzheng very much.

The Saint Son of Jiange was not a little bit of pain and said frankly: "Actually, Brother Wei knew that you like Guzheng for a long time, so after getting it, he kept looking for an opportunity to give it to you. Unexpectedly, you found an opportunity to win by yourself."

The Saint of Jiange smiled shyly, then took out a crystal bead the size of a longan and handed it to the Saint of Jiange. She wanted to repay her kindness, which should be the so-called spirit gathering bead.

As soon as the spirit gathering bead was taken out, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered here. In an instant, the concentration of spiritual energy around the Saint of Sword Pavilion was several times that of the outside world, which was undoubtedly of great benefit to practice.

But unexpectedly, the Saint Son of Jiange waved his hand and did not take the spirit gathering bead. He smiled and said, "I took it as a bet just to come out casually. There must be an item of the same level as the Guzheng, otherwise you will not bet. If I lose, I will naturally not want your spirit gathering bead."

"In my eyes, the value of the Guzheng is much more precious than the Spirit Gathering Pearl. With the Guzheng, the secret skill I practiced can be used. I have taken a lot of advantages invisibly, so you can accept it." The Saint of Jiange insisted, with a slightly excited expression, and looked at the Saint of Jiange with a steady look, obviously touched by the Saint of Jiange.

"Junior sister, your cultivation is not as good as mine, and this bead is better for you." The Saint Son of Jiange refused.

The Saint of Jiange insisted on giving the beads to the Saint of Jiange, but the Saint of Jiange repeatedly shirked the blame and did not accept it. Later, the Saint of Jiange had to give up and threatened that after his cultivation level caught up with the Saint of Jiange, he would give the spirit-gathering beads to him.

The Saint Son of Jiange smiled slightly and agreed calmly, but in his heart he secretly tried to practice hard and prevent her from catching up with him.

The relationship between the two was a little ambiguous for a moment. They were slightly embarrassed and did not dare to look at each other. They hurriedly changed their gaze and continued to stare at Ling Tian in front of the ancient city.

In front of the ancient city, Ling Tian felt helpless. After the Buddha statue phantom appeared, the pressure he felt was reduced and he could no longer achieve the effect of tempering himself. However, he could not remove the Buddha statue phantom, because the pressure here in the ancient city was probably not something he could not hold on for a moment, and he had already lost his original intention of resisting.

After a sigh, he gave up helplessly and continued to resist the pressure of the ancient city. Seeing that there was no external pressure, the phantom of the Buddha statue naturally contracted and returned to Ling Tian’s mind. The Bodhi tree trembled slightly, and the phantom under the tree became more intense. He sat cross-legged and was always baptized by the Bodhi tree.

The pressure of the ancient city retreated like a tide, and in an instant it disappeared without a trace. Ling Tian sat cross-legged and realized what he had gained.

Although the power of the ancient city is only tempering the cultivator and cannot improve his cultivation, it has made Ling Tian's cultivation more solid, and the disadvantages of rapid growth of cultivation have disappeared. He feels that he can better control the circulation of spiritual energy, and his mental power is more solid. His mental cultivation has been stable. He should be able to break through soon and reach the fetal transformation stage. By then, his mental mental will have a qualitative leap and incredible changes.

After a long time, Ling Tian finally finished his understanding. He felt very good now. He gained a lot this time and was in a good mood.

When he opened his eyes, a faint golden light appeared on his left eye. The golden light was very faint, and Ling Tian himself never paid attention to it, but he felt that the vision in his left eye suddenly increased a lot, and he could see through the void with the Buddha. He thought it was the effect of his spiritual power enhancement, so he didn't care too much.

If Wude is by his side, you can definitely see Ling Tian’s changes. Ling Tian’s faint golden eyes are the embodiment of the cultivation of the Buddha’s eyes of the Breaking Void, which is not one of them in the Buddhist practice. Wude is amazing innate, and he has his own great opportunity to practice this pupil technique, but he doesn’t expect Ling Tian to cultivate it without realizing it. It can only be said that people are more angry than others.

Feeling the changes in his body, Ling Tian stretched out his body and then grew up. Inadvertently, his left eye flashed and pierced at the palace in Piaomiao City where the Sage Son of Jiange was located.

Ling Tian’s eyes of the Puxu Buddha were cultivated without realizing it, so he naturally could not control it well. The wisp appeared abruptly, and it was extremely fast and had awesome momentum. When Ling Tian reacted, the wisp had been shot out, how could it be taken back?

"Oh no!" Ling Tian shouted inwardly, staring at the direction where the qi light was heading.

Seeing that the golden light was rushing towards the person in the city who had previously detected him, Ling Tian felt relieved when he was worried. The man had a very high cultivation level, and he was afraid that he would not be able to match his opponents. The golden light naturally would not cause any harm to it.

But I'm afraid I'll offend that person, but Ling Tian had his own excuse in his heart - "Who asked you to spy on me, I can treat it as a punishment."

Thinking of this, Ling Tian was leisurely looking at the city with a steady look. His expression seemed to have deliberately used this method to see how the man cracked it.

This kind of action seems to be a temptation, a friendly challenge, and is an ordinary thing in the cultivation world.

Sure enough, the Saint Son of Jiange saw the golden light coming, smiled slightly, and the light of war in his eyes was rich, as if the evil ghost in the sex who hadn't seen a beautiful woman in a long time suddenly met a beautiful woman, and was extremely excited.

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