When the Nong saw that everyone in the audience gathered their eyes and the old man with red faces slight. Bu Xu left a perfect figure in his palm, and suddenly increased his strength and poured in his spiritual power.

With a "boom!", it seemed as if the calm water surface was thrown into a huge rock like a hill. The air around it was trembling, but there was no substantial sound, as if some special ripples were rippling, and it felt extremely strange.

This strange feeling lasted for a few moments. Then, a melodious tune sounded. It was clearly just a simple music, but when I heard it, I suddenly felt a chanting sound in the air. The tune was soothing and smooth, making people suddenly calm like water and ethereal.

Just as everyone was immersed in the music, feeling that they seemed to be a fairy among the immortals who were wandering in the air, the melody suddenly stopped, as if a mountain was suddenly split in half, and the feeling of emptiness suddenly appeared.

"So, this is Bu Xuyin."

Zhang Fan, who was also awakened by the sudden emptiness, savored for a while and felt lost.

This tune is called Buxu Tune, which is the meaning of "Watching in the void" and floating in the air. It is a music that must be played before the great masters preached in ancient times. The purpose is to calm the disciples and concentrate on the great way.

This is also the name of Bu Xubi.

The real preaching scene also floated with the light and gradually appeared in everyone's

forward.

When the images projected from the jade bi were still waving like ripples on the water, a breath suddenly filled the entire cave.

It is warm, warm, as if in the afternoon of spring. The sun is warm, strolling on the grass, full of warm wind.

This warmth is different from the cold and frozen air stimulated by the old man with red faces before. It does not seep in from the skin, but from the inside out, and from the depths of the soul.

Immersed slightly, and everyone felt awe at the same time.

Everyone knew the special functions of Bu Xubi, but they never expected that the true appearance had not appeared. They had not said a word yet, but just a slight breath was revealed, which would have such an effect.

Most of the people present had the strength above the foundation building stage. Even so, they were still involuntarily affected by it and were involuntarily brought into a special artistic conception. For a moment, they seemed to be in the scene. Although they knew it was an illusion, they felt extremely real.

If you have a little bit of hair, how powerful should a real person be? Such magical powers are really terrifying and terrifying.

After personally experiencing it, Zhang Fan truly understood the amazing effect of Bu Xubi. It is not just audio and video, but even the breath and charm of the cut are preserved. If you use painting skills to describe it, it is based on the lifelike realistic foundation, and the ability to freehand painting is added to completely transcend the barriers of time and space, recreating the family, a certain scene, and something.

Everyone was still sighing, and the image had become clear.

In the middle of the image, a human figure sat cross-legged, not very tall, but just sitting so simply gives people a feeling of rising up like a mountain and a deep sea.

Even if he exhausted his eyes, he could not see the human figure clearly. Whether it was spiritual consciousness or gaze, it was red, as if a red sun was hanging high behind his head, dyeing all over his body a layer of golden yellow.

This is the power contained in the body and the like. Even Bu Xubi cannot reflect his image, as if the high-hanging sun wheel is his body.

When the spring is first revealed, Zhang Fan felt a sudden stern and had some speculation. When he saw this red sun, he was even more surprised. This preacher was clearly related to "The True Interpretation of the Great Sun". He might even be the great master who wrote books.

There is no such clever way in the world. The true explanation of the Great Sun appeared in this littoral market. At about the same time, the shadow of the ancient monks who practiced similar martial arts was leaked. They are all very rare objects and have inseparable connections. If they were not discovered in the same place, there would be really ghosts!

Subconsciously, he glanced at the chief officer not far away, and indeed saw that the old man was also excited, and his bent waist was straight. He kept playing with the jasper teapot, looking eager to try.

With just such mysterious skills, the rich image has already begun.

The sound is vicissitudes and distant, as if it has been from the sky, and like every sentence comes out of the depths of the soul, slightly concentrating, and every word is as engraved as it is, firmly imprinted into the depths of memory.

"Excluding all darkness shines all things, and benefiting all living beings in the world.

"Unobstructed and unobstructed, neither born nor destroyed" is the light of the great sun."

Everyone was calm and listened with their ears, and they were unwilling to let go of any words. Such a great master of power was talking about the root of tracing the origin. Even if the attributes were different, they could still understand some of them, so how could they dare to let go of them casually?

Just as I was listening to it, it was like the sing of Brahma in the sky. The sermons surging all over the golden lotus suddenly stopped. The images in the sky swayed and disappeared.

This appetite has risen, but I was told that there is no place below me, and my heart is empty.

"Zheng, Chuan Youpi Wei stood up with a irritable open ground. If he hadn't woken up in time, he would have probably had the magic weapon flying around and the sect was in chaos.

Zhang Fan also looked up regretfully. He thought it was the organizer's promotional method, but he saw the red-faced old man's face turned red, with oil and sweat dripping on it. He was like a broken bellows during his breathing and sniffing, making a sound, obviously he was tired and exhausted in his body.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, the red-faced old man put the Bu Xubi in his hand back into the jade box. He sighed: The little old man lacks his cultivation, which makes everyone laugh."

This is just a polite word. Everyone can clearly feel that the old man clearly has the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building, and it is not much different from everyone in the audience. He can only support such a little time. If he were himself, it would be much better.

"This thing needs to be stimulated by the spirit gathering array to consume spirit stones. I wanted to save some effort, but I didn't want to show my fear. Friends, don't be surprised."

If the previous sentence is humble, this sentence seems fake. Who doesn’t understand at this time? If you use the spirit gathering array to release all the images at once, then who else is willing to pay a high price?

However, this is also the meaning of the question. Everyone didn't say much, but listened to the old man continuing: "I believe that fellow Taoists have their own considerations for this thing. I won't say much, so I will start bidding now!"

Since this Bu Xubi is related to the true interpretation of the Great Ri, Zhang Fan is determined to achieve it, but looking at the situation in front of him, it seems that he is not optimistic!

The ancient monks are different nowadays. There are few disciples who have entered the house. If you have the chance to listen to them, you will be the one who has the chance to listen to them. The explanations are mostly fundamental and the basis of the methods you practice. The true meaning of the Dharma is law but no magic. It is not conducive to fighting, but it is beneficial to practice Taoism.

Although such a fundamental meaning cannot improve the strength of the listener, it can increase your understanding of some methods, especially those who are in line with their own attributes. Perhaps an inadvertent word can be made, and it can break through the fog and go further.

Therefore, Bu Xubi's record has always been widely praised, and its value is definitely not inferior to the best practices.

Seeing the spouts of the same colored pot, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look worried. It would be impossible to say that his financial resources were stronger than all the foundation-building monks present. Even if he had the ability to make money, after all, the days were short, and if he really fought, how could he compare with these old guys who had built foundation for many years?

I couldn't help but look at Fuchang, and pondered for a moment. When I saw that the price was high, almost no one gave up. Finally, I sighed and said:

"Senior Brother Fu, please help me take a picture of this thing!"

When Bu Xubi appeared, Fuchang watched everyone bid with great interest. Seeing the price rising, he was even more excited with golden light on his face, as if those spirit stones would fall like his pocket.

"Uh!" Hearing this, he finally pulled his eyes out of the jade box containing Bu Xubi, looked back at Zhang Fan, and saw that his face was serious. He was not joking, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, Brother Zhang Bei, you are also a cultivator of the Fire. This thing is indeed very helpful, so I should help you with me!"

Although he had known that Yan Chang would not have refuted his face on this matter, Zhang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that he agreed.

This is the reason why care is messed up. The price of this treasure is far beyond his ability to bear it. You have to ask for help from Fuchang. If you have the opportunity to increase friendship like this, how could Fuchang let go of it?

Spirit stones are just a trivial matter. With Zhang Fan's ability, he will be able to pay it back sooner or later. Besides, as a core disciple of the sect and a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, he could have borrowed some spirit stones from the sect industry, but it only requires some procedures.

Now that he has saved trouble, he has lost favors again, why not do it!

After Fuchang gave Zhang Fan a positive reply, he reached out and lifted the lid of the jade teapot and placed it aside.

"This is" Zhang Fan looked at his movements and then asked.

"It's inevitable to get it, and you'll get one point when you see the price." Fuchang smiled and said the answer.

It was indeed a great hero. Once this action was done, it was like a sea of ​​spiritual stones flowing out.

Seeing this, many foundation-building monks shook their heads and turned the teapot. The red-faced old man on the stage was even more energetic. The energy he had consumed before seemed to have returned to him. With a shout, the price suddenly rose to another level.

Soon, under Zhang Fan's gaze, they gave up the competition one after another. At the end, only Fuchang and another person were in the final battle.

After seeing who that person was, Fuchang's face had always been indifferent and indifferent expression. He disappeared in an instant and replaced it with a solemn look.

After thinking about it, Fuchang whispered: "Brother, it's a little trouble. Luo Yang is now the director of Duobao Pavilion, and his financial resources are no less than my old rich."

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Bu Xu: Bu Yi Ci, a Taoist song, is a beautiful expression of the ethereal and light-hearted manner of all immortals.

Some of the contents about the Great Sun in the article refer to the Buddhist description of the Great Sun Tathagata.
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