This time, in order to open the Seventh Patriarch's altar, a total of ten Pure Yang adepts had gathered to meet the seven bloodlines and seven attributes required to open the altar.
The moment the spatial passageway opened, a beam of light shone from the sky. The dazzling light was like a sun rising from the west. Then, the light dissipated, and a vast aura of vicissitudes surged out from the gradually expanding passageway, instantly covering the entire world.
Although the Seventh Patriarch was no longer there, and the Seventh Patriarch's altar had collapsed, this Lesser Chiliocosm was still contaminated with the aura of the Seventh Patriarch. Just this moment of leakage was enough to shake the minds of all the adepts in the land of West River, making it difficult for them to control themselves.
As the space tunnel gradually expanded, the scene in this Lesser Chiliocosm was enough for all the adepts in the land of West River to have a glimpse of what was going on. But at this time, Lu Ping looked at the sky full of stars that had appeared behind the tunnel with a face full of shock.
Legend had it that outside this world was the boundless Milky Way. However, in this world, Lu Ping could only see a limited number of stars in the night sky, as if there was a hazy layer of fog outside this world that covered it from the outside world.
And the Lesser Chiliocosm where the Seventh Patriarch's altar was located did not seem to be obstructed by this layer of fog. Here, one could still see the sky full of stars, and even Lu Ping could see the familiar constellations that came from distant memories that he could not forget.
The Dharma dragon seemed to have sensed something the moment the Lesser Chiliocosm of the altar opened, and immediately flew up from the core space. Lu Ping's expression froze, and the aura around his body surged. The Sword of the True Spirit, Moli, also flew up and down around the Dharma dragon.
Everyone looked at Lu Ping in confusion. Even Jiang Tianlin looked at him in surprise. At this time, the surging aura around Lu Ping actually made him feel pressured, and at this time, Lu Ping's level of practice was impressively approaching the peak of the mid Dharma stage.
In mid-air, 50 streaks of light rose up first. These were the 50 late Dharma adepts on the battle merit list. The area that these people had entered was the area closest to the original location of the Seventh Patriarch's altar. This was undoubtedly also the place where after the altar had been destroyed, the distribution of the sound was the most concentrated, and it was also the most likely opportunity to obtain the original sound of the Seventh Patriarch's speech.
At the same time, this area was also the area where the will left behind by the Seventh Patriarch was the strongest. Late Dharma adepts had almost reached the point where it was difficult to move even an inch. However, this opportunity to personally experience the power of the Seventh Patriarch was also a great opportunity for the adepts to improve their level of practice and break through the shackles. Moreover, there was also a rich aura of heaven and earth in this Lesser Chiliocosm that seemed to be somewhat different from that of this world.
After the 50 late Dharma adepts entered the Seventh Patriarch's altar, the 10 Pure Yang adepts seemed to have expended a lot of energy to open the altar and needed to recover. After about half an hour, Lu Ping suddenly felt the Space Seal in his palm start to heat up. When he opened his palm to take a look, the light Space Seal began to shine, as if it was about to break free from his palm.
Lu Ping nodded slightly at Yin Tianchu. Both of them activated the inner Yuan in their bodies at the same time, and their bodies immediately rose into the air. The two of them did not use any flying techniques, but they were already heading towards the Space Tunnel. At the same time, there were also 48 rays of light rising from different directions in the land of West River.
At this time, Lu Ping's expression was unusually excited. Under Yin Tianchu's puzzled gaze, Lu Ping stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the boundless starry sky that was revealed after the Space Tunnel. To the adepts from various sects who had entered the Seventh Patriarch's altar at the same time, this action of Lu Ping was strangely amusing. A mere Seventh Patriarch's altar was able to make this person lose his composure. No wonder he came from a small place. Even if he was a genius, his horizons were too narrow!
However, what they did not know was that at this time, every part of Lu Ping's body was cheering and trembling. His inner Yuan was surging, his blood was surging, his Dharma Form was roaring, and his divine sense seemed to be playing out the boundless starry sky.
Lu Ping's expression was one of excitement. That was because after hundreds of years, he once again saw something that was infinitely familiar. He opened his arms, wanting to embrace this Milky Way that traversed the entire starry sky!
"Soaring Dragon Galaxy Technique!"
From the depths of the Seventh Patriarch's altar, a majestic and vast divine sense broke through the layers of obstacles. Before Lu Ping could enter the Seventh Patriarch's altar, it had already penetrated his divine sense.
What Linhai Wave Listening Technique? What Flying Spirit Treading the Sea Wave Listening Technique? What North Sea Wave Listening Technique? What North Sea Wave Listening Technique? The cultivation technique that Lu Ping cultivated was genuine. It was one of the seven true inheritances of Jiao Daoren, a water-attribute cultivation technique — Soaring Dragon Galaxy Technique!
In an instant, Lu Ping seemed to see a dignified and dignified middle-aged cultivator with a hint of elegance and elegance. This middle-aged cultivator was looking at Lu Ping with a serious expression as he corrected the wrong name of the cultivation technique that he cultivated, word by word.
The moment this divine sense entered Lu Ping's divine sense, Lu Ping's divine sense seemed to touch the boundless starry sky. His divine sense was playing out the changes of the starry sky, and at the same time, it was expanding rapidly, as if it wanted to touch the limits of this world and explore the mysteries of this starry sky.
With this kind of opportunity, Lu Ping's divine sense easily broke through the shackles of a hundred miles, which marked the cultivation of a Pure Yang cultivator's divine sense. A hundred miles, a hundred and five miles, a hundred and ten miles, a hundred and fifteen miles …
Lu Ping's divine sense tried its best to expand, but when it expanded to a hundred and twenty miles, it seemed to have reached its limit. No matter how hard Lu Ping tried, he could not go any further. Lu Ping felt that he was just one step away from touching the starry sky, but he still could not take this last step.
Lu Ping naturally knew that this was actually an illusion. In any case, the boundless starry sky could not be only a few hundred miles away from him. However, this kind of desire to improve his cultivation was no longer as clear as it was now.
And at the same time as this divine sense entered Lu Ping's body, Lu Ping's bloodline, which had fused with his inner Yuan, seemed to transform into the Milky Way. The surging blood carried the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had surged out of the Spirit World and seeped into Lu Ping's body through the pores all over his body, and gathered in the core space.
At the same time, as the spiritual energy and inner Yuan around his body repeatedly washed over him, the essence of the White Lotus Body Accommodation Elixir, which had been refined by Lu Ping but had not been completely absorbed by his physical body, began to increase the strength of Lu Ping's physical body bit by bit. Lu Ping even had a feeling that his physical body was now strong enough to easily withstand the attacks of the Spirit Nurturing treasure.
The Dharma Dragon flew up and down in the core space, as if it was eager to jump out of the core space and swim in the boundless Milky Way. However, it was still suppressed in the core space by Lu Ping, unable to escape. All it could do was absorb the pure inner Yuan that had been gathered in the core space into his body, causing Lu Ping's cultivation to rapidly progress towards the peak of the mid Dharma stage.
When the Sword of True Spirit Mo Li sensed the will, it was as if she had seen a family member. Lu Ping could even feel a deep sense of childlike admiration from her.
The Seventh Patriarch's Way Altar was such a blessed place!
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