Chapter 672: Pilgrimage of all spirits, One Yuan Immortal Mirror

In the realm of Qingming, there are two realms of hanging mountains.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

The vast and boundless world makes people feel relaxed and happy.

A few cranes or birds flew by, calm and indifferent.

The top of a high mountain.

Tang Chen sat cross-legged here, looking around, all he could see was his own territory.

"Extract Lao Tzu's moral principles." Tang Chen thought to himself.

Since returning from the Xuxian Realm, he has arranged Gao Dafu's affairs so that he can finally relax.

Buzz.

At this moment, he felt as if his soul had been sublimated, no longer like being close to all avenues, but becoming the carrier of the avenue.

His every move, every word, and every word contains supreme morality and has become the most primitive existence in the world.

"People can be the Tao, and even a grass or a flower can be the Tao; all the Tao can be achieved, and it will lead to the great road of the world..."

"Immortal, refine; swallow the essence from all directions to become free..."

"Mountains, rivers, leaves, flowers, animals... are also spirits. By using words and fairy energy, you can become free and happy;"

Tang Chen's body was wrapped with a faint cyan light, and he spoke softly, as if he was recounting his feelings.

However, the insights he spoke were self-contained in the void. Although his voice was small, it contained a supreme immortal power that was ethereal and rippled within a radius of thousands of miles of the Double Realm Hanging Mountain.

꾨In particular, many believers of Baixianxian Sect, including Chi Lin, Chi Jin, Blood Sword Territory Lord, Hou Zhen, Hou Chen and others all heard it.

"This sutra... I don't know why, the shackles that I have been confused about for a long time were suddenly released."

"The spiritual platform is quiet and everything can be connected."

"What kind of power is this? After listening to the deputy leader's words, I actually broke through!"

Both the believers and Tang Chen's subordinates were all shocked.

Some people feel confused after enlightenment and gradually develop inner demons.

But Tang Chen's chanting sound was like the light dance of a fly whisk, fading away the dust and soothing the inner sorrows of others.

Some people were just one step away, and after listening to Tang Chen's words, they felt enlightened, suddenly enlightened, and stepped into the mysterious fairyland.

"Tang Jiao once preached to us, but we never thought that his scriptures could have such an effect." Zixuzi from Wanqinmen sighed with emotion.

When the ancestor Lingbi of the Zhuyan tribe looked at the top of the Double Realm Hanging Mountain, he looked respectful and pious and said, "Tang Jiao is really an immortal."

Tang Chen's thoughts just came out casually.

But these sutras fly in all directions as if they are spiritual, imprinting themselves in the void, like rain and dew falling from the sky, falling into the mountains and rivers.

A piece of grass sways gently, as if it lasts for endless years and finally becomes a life.

It sways slightly, exuding crystal green light, forming spiritual wisdom.

A stone is ordinary and can be seen everywhere, just like the inconspicuous thing at people's feet.

But it trembled slightly, grew stony limbs, slowly stood up, and faced the two-dimensional hanging mountain.

A small river, with rippling water, converges into a graceful and beautiful exquisite body, holding a vase, which is completely natural.

She looked devoutly towards the two-dimensional hanging mountain, as if she were meeting a real god.

The combination of Laozi's morality and the heart of all things contains the great way of heaven and earth, which has inspired many soulless things to suddenly become spiritual.

"Look at these pebbles!"

"Not only that, the butterfly that was just an ordinary butterfly also has spirituality."

"It's so magical. What kind of sutra is this? It makes my soul very peaceful."

The cultivators passing by looked horrified when they saw this scene.

From this moment on, all the creatures given life by Tang Chen's Sutra fell to their knees and kowtowed.

껜All living beings are like pilgrims.

Perhaps these flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, rivers and rivers are inherently spiritual, and Tang Chen just pushed them along.

Both cultivators and followers of the Baixianxian Sect were shocked to see so many creatures worshiping Tang Chen.

In a secluded alley, there was an ordinary old man walking.

His eyes were cloudy, as if he was confused by the complexity of time and the chaos of the road.

"This is……"

Suddenly, a gentle and plain voice came to his ears, and the color in the old man's eyes gradually became brighter, and he whispered.

As if he had caught a ray of clear rope, he walked forward slowly.

The birds were flying and chirping, but they were communicating in human language.

놚It is ordinary beings who are transparent and develop spiritual wisdom, and the old people will not care about it.

But it turns out that too many creatures have derived spiritual intelligence every day, which is too surprising.

The old man asked: "Who is chanting sutras?"

"It's the Tang religion."

The little bird 껙 spoke human words, with a red feather between its eyebrows, and said softly.

The old man thanked him and walked forward slowly. The closer he got to Shuangjie Hanging Mountain, the more concise and thought-provoking he could hear the sutra.

He said to himself: "If I can listen to this person's sermons by my side, he may be able to open up my path."

After finishing speaking, the old man rushed towards Shuangjie Hanging Mountain in a hurry, as if he was barging in directly.

boom!

However, there are two brothers, Hou Zhen and Hou Chen, guarding the outside of the Double Realm Hanging Mountain, looking down at the incoming visitors like two demonic apes.

"Old sir, you can't wander into the Double Realm Hanging Mountain. This is the Immortal Cult of White Prostitution." Hou Zhun said softly.

The old man said hurriedly: "I just want to listen to the Tang Sect's sermons at a close distance!"

As he spoke, wisps of fluctuations radiated from his body.

Seems like a saint?

Behind the old man, there was a vague interpretation of the real dragon, forming a holy image and putting pressure on Hou Zhenhou.

The two brothers looked at each other.

Do even the saints want to come and listen to the sermons of the Tang religion?

"Sorry, we can't let you in without Tang Jiao's instructions."

Hou Zhen said in a deep voice.

The old man was very anxious, and suddenly thought of something, and took out a mirror from the Xuanxian God Realm.

The mirror is simple, only the word '元' is stamped on the back, which contains the atmosphere of space.

The old man chuckled and said: "This is the One Yuan Immortal Mirror, given to Tang Jiao."

"Okay, then please wait here for a while." Hou Zhen took the Yiyuantong Immortal Mirror, scratched his head and nodded.

In the mountain hanging in the double realm, Tang Chen felt refreshed, just like drinking water from a well in the dog days of summer, feeling extremely refreshed.

When he turned around, he was startled.

Tang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you all standing behind me?"

All the girls, including the tall, rich, arrogant Ling Qing, Chi Jin, Chi Lin, and a large group of them all came and looked directly at him.

Gao Dafu chuckled and said, "You don't know how much noise you've made."

"Is there any?"

Tang Chen frowned, not realizing the seriousness of the matter.

At this time, Hou Zhenfei came over and said softly: "Sir, there was a person who was suspected of being a saint. He said he wanted to hear you preach at a close distance, so he took out this thing."

Everyone came closer and found that the mirror had an unusual origin and was full of ancient meanings.

[One Yuan Tong Immortal Mirror: A key item related to the great treasure of the Four Yuan Realm, which should have belonged to the Tianlong Dynasty, but was taken away by the old Dragon Emperor. 】

"Every time I recite sutras, someone will send me goodies." Tang Chen held the mirror and smiled.

People around him rolled their eyes when they heard this sentence, and any words can have this effect of radiating wisdom.

Then if you speak it seriously, wouldn’t it be able to express the way of heaven?

"Someone is giving me a gift. I'm sorry if I don't accept it. Let him come in." Tang Chen accepted the Yiyuantong Immortal Mirror and said with a smile.

Hou Zhen grinned and said, "Okay."

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