There is a Fairy Tower In Baiyun’s Birth Place

After laughing, Baiyunlou grabbed Junior Sister Xia and said, Xiao Chaoyang, stop making trouble and talk about business.

Being pulled by her senior brother, Junior Sister Xia immediately stopped her activities. She took away the big lotus seeds and asked curiously: Senior Brother, what's the business?

After thinking for a while, Baiyunlou said: There are three things in total that I need to tell you. The first one is this Haoran Sutra, which can be seen from the fact that it forced the demon's clone to disappear thousands of years ago.

After just a brief study, I suddenly had an idea. It can be seen that this scripture is extraordinary. Xiao Chaoyang, don't worry about the demons just because you have fairy light to protect your body. Use an extra layer of means to protect yourself and be prepared.

Hearing Senior Brother's concerned reminder, Junior Sister Xia nodded obediently.

The second thing is that the Academy's Burning Spirit Technique must be practiced as early as possible and prepared as early as possible. I have tasted the feeling of demonic energy corroding the body, and it is no better than being burned by immortal fire.

The mountain chief said that the Burning Spirit Art can be passed on to small sects that don't have self-protection techniques. Feiyang, please handle this matter in a secret way.

The little fat man patted his chest and agreed.

The third thing is that there will be a big event in Qingyun Gate in three days. If nothing happens, let's go to Qingyun Gate together and meet Senior Sister Qingchi by the way. Maybe we can have a chance.

After all, she is the orthodox senior sister of the God Clan. This is the only one in this world of cultivation. That's not right. Maybe a second one will pop up in two days, haha.

Dongfang Ziyan picked up a page of the Haoran Sutra, nodded with a smile and said: In three days, I will go with my senior brother to visit senior sister Qingchi. I will go back to my room to study the scriptures first. After saying that, she turned around and returned to her room.

A faint sentence reached Baiyunlou's ears: Congratulations, senior brother, for getting your wish.

Baiyunlou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This Junior Sister Dongfang had somehow discovered the magical power of transmitting sounds into secrets.

He looked at the smiling little junior sister next to him, and thought to himself: Thanks to Junior Sister Dongfang for reminding me, otherwise I don't know how many twists and turns I would have to go through. If I have an opportunity in the future, I would like to have another chance with Junior Sister Dongfang.

The little fat man took a page of the Haoran Sutra, packed it up and went to the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce in Jiangnan Prefecture. It was a matter of great importance, and many details needed to be coordinated by the little fat man.

Junior Sister Xia said she wanted to go back to the main peak of Mumai Mountain to practice. It was rare for Junior Sister Xia, who had always been too lazy to practice, to suddenly become motivated.

After sending his junior sister into the inner court formation, Baiyunlou found a boulder on the edge of the cliff in the front mountain and sat cross-legged on it, concentrating on it.

After a while, when my mind was clear, I took out the Haoran Sutra and read it carefully.

The scripture has a total of twelve sentences and four paragraphs. After reading it for the first time, the first three paragraphs are like the ancient Book of Songs, quite obscure, but majestic.

The last paragraph is clear and concise, like the red sun on the horizon, dazzling and warm, pointing out the way forward for the cultivators shrouded in the shadow of the devil.

Subconsciously, Baiyun Tower opened his clairvoyance and looked at the academy on the front mountain. It was indeed a place where all the talents from the south of the Yangtze River gathered together.

In the academy, white smoke stands like a forest, and the students are full of vitality under the guidance of their teachers. These are the future of the academy and the pillars of Daxia.

Although he can't see the luck on his head, Baiyunlou can still feel it slightly, and his luck should not be bad.

Looking at the white smoke under the mountain and the vast fortune, Baiyunlou murmured the scriptures of the Haoran Sutra.

There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and miscellaneous gifts are popular...

As the sound of reciting gradually began, waves of invisible fluctuations followed the sound, just like the voice of heaven.

Unexpectedly, reciting this sutra can resonate with the heavenly world, and Baiyunlou secretly understood.

As soon as he thought about it, Baiyun Tower circulated the power of his soul and recited the Haoran Sutra aloud.

As each verse is recited, waves of strong resonance from the heavenly path lead the soul to follow the rhythm. This is a kind of innate rhythm, and the soul becomes more and more solid.

Suddenly, the soul was like the real body, breathing in the sea of ​​consciousness, swallowing the pure air to refine the soul and return to weakness.

Spit out the miscellaneous energy and return to chaos.

When he first realized the way of heaven, the Yuan Shen benefited. Originally, the Yuan Shen was born with celestial vision, and now his breathing orifices have been opened, and the Yuan Shen seems to be more agile.

Although he cannot observe his own luck, as he recites it, Baiyunlou can feel that his own luck is getting more solid and brighter.

After reciting it several times, Baiyun Tower did not stop. Instead, he mobilized his soul with all his strength. While reciting, he spread the waves of Heavenly Dao toward the academy at the foot of the mountain.

Nowadays, Baiyun Tower's sea of ​​consciousness has a radius of more than one mile. If the consciousness is only spread out in one direction, it can encompass Qianshan Academy.

As the wave-like sound of Heavenly Dao entered the academy, the academy seemed to stand still for an instant.

The teachers in front of the lesson plan stopped, the students at the desk stopped, the little fat man who was about to step out of the mountain door stopped, and even the wild cicadas stopped chirping after autumn.

The mountain chief also came to the window and looked up at the cliff outside the window.

Dongfang Ziyan in the monastery put down the scripture in her hand and murmured: Senior brother.

The sound of the Miao Miao scriptures reached everyone's consciousness, and some students couldn't help but start chanting along.

While all the teachers and students were wondering, the sound of the mountain chief reciting loudly came out. After hearing the voice of the mountain chief, all the teachers and students no longer had any doubts and started chanting along with him.

For a time, a uniform and uniform voice came from the academy, and every sentence and word of the Haoran Sutra was silently imprinted into the consciousness of every student.

I don't know when Baiyunlou stopped reading, but the sound of reading aloud continued.

The forest-like forest at the foot of the mountain gradually condensed into a pillar of air, soaring straight into the sky, standing on top of an endless light curtain as light as smoke.

Seeing this boundless light curtain for the first time, Baiyunlou was a little curious and couldn't help but murmured: What exactly is this dome light curtain?

That light curtain should be the way of heaven that protects this small world. The mountain chief's voice suddenly came from behind.

Although Yuanshen had already noticed that an expert was approaching, Baiyun Tower had no time to react. The mountain chief was already behind him. This was the difference in cultivation.

The mountain chief has already reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm, and he can become an Earth Immortal if he takes another step forward. However, this step is like a chasm, blocking countless cultivators.

It turns out to be the way of heaven. Baiyun Tower was somewhat clear: Although mortals are humble, they can gather sand to form a tower, and the condensed will can also support the way of heaven. Only when the way of humanity is prosperous can the way of heaven be intact, and it can protect the human world.

The mountain leader glanced at Baiyun Tower with satisfaction, raised his head to look at the sky, and said leisurely: The cultivation of the top of the human immortal can faintly sense the changes in the luck of the human race. The world of cultivation suffered a great disaster more than three thousand years ago, and the Qi of the human race If luck falls straight down, the way of heaven should be damaged.

Looking at the dome, Baiyunlou felt something and said: The dome seems to be boundless. This bit of luck should only be able to make up for it. It seems that only fellow cultivators must work together to truly repair the way of heaven.

The mountain chief sighed: I only knew that Yunlou's spiritual consciousness was extraordinary before, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Let's not mention the matter of heaven. Now the academy really saves the trouble and doesn't have to spend time teaching scriptures.

It's just a lesson from the academy. Baiyunlou saluted the mountain leader.

The sound of reciting at the foot of the mountain gradually died down, but the entire academy seemed to have sprung up, giving off a more prosperous atmosphere.

Looking towards the side of the Wuyuan, Baiyunlou asked: Chief, the side of the Wuyuan doesn't seem to be simple. There are a lot of good seedlings, right?