The bronze cauldron on the Pilgrimage Mountain had been there for countless years and had become a symbol.
The cultivators only knew that the cauldron had been left behind by an ancient Immortal Emperor, but no one knew what it was used for. Moreover, with the powers of the Northern Region restraining each other, no one was bold enough to take the cauldron away for research or to refine it again to bestow it with some sort of rule or power. Even now, the cauldron could only be placed on the Pilgrimage Mountain as a decoration.
Of course, an accident happened ten years ago and it was finally taken away from the Pilgrimage Mountain, never to see the light of day for another ten years.
Ten years later, Fang Xing once again used the bronze cauldron left behind by an ancient Immortal Emperor.
He used the cauldron to borrow its suppressive power.
The Thousand Spirit Pill was sentient. When it was sealed in Fang Xing's body, it had been constantly thinking of escaping, let alone refining it. Therefore, to refine the Thousand Spirit Pill, he had to first suppress it. Originally, the Spirit Mountain Temple had wanted to use the ten-thousand-year Buddhist power of the Spirit Mountain to suppress it, but Fang Xing had considered returning to the Ultimate and using the great formation in the Primordial Ruins that he could control to suppress it. However, in the end, he unexpectedly realized that he could use another object to suppress it — the Great Cauldron of Pilgrimage!
Whether it was the Spirit Mountain Temple or the great formation in the Primordial Ruins, Fang Xing had to stay there until he had refined the Thousand Spirit Pill. However, if he used the cauldron, he would not have to stay in one place. He only needed to carry the cauldron with him.
As for the suppressive power … how many objects in this world could compare to the Great Cauldron of Pilgrimage that could suppress the destiny of an entire region?
That was indeed the case. Just as the Myriad Spirits Pill was about to forcefully break through the seal, the Great Cauldron of Pilgrimage had already been raised by Fang Xing. The suppressive power that the cauldron possessed was immediately drawn into Fang Xing's body like a tide. It transformed into the shadow of a giant, translucent cauldron that enveloped the sky above the Myriad Spirits Pill. The Myriad Spirits Pill, which had been moving unusually nimbly, instantly became docile, as if it had been struck by a wooden fish. It sank motionlessly into the Primal Chaos below...
At this moment, Fang Xing was laughing loudly. A wisp of divine light floated above the Thousand Spirit Pill and took root there. It absorbed the life force of the Thousand Spirit Pill and began to grow stronger...
At first, it wasn't even half an inch long, but now, it began to grow stronger and stronger.
"If I didn't have this Thousand Spirit Pill and relied on myself to cultivate this wisp of divine light, it would take me at least a hundred years, or even a thousand years to recover to my previous level, right? After all, what I comprehended back then was only a wisp of opportunity to recover my cultivation. But now, with this Thousand Spirit Pill as nourishment, my cultivation will probably be completely restored very soon. This is really... "
Fang Xing sighed softly and concluded, "The crops grow well, it's all because of the dung …"
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As the divine light appeared, a clear scene appeared in Fang Xing's Knowledge Realm.
Originally, after he cultivated the Grand Supreme Way of Alchemy, his Knowledge Realm had turned into a Knowledge Realm, forming a space.
In this space, the soul was the blazing sun, and the body was the earth. All kinds of Dharma Seeds appeared in this Knowledge Realm, transforming into the Five Elements.
After his Dao foundation collapsed, this Knowledge Realm also collapsed. Although his soul was dim, it was still floating outside this space like a ghost. The earth was cracked, without a trace of life. The mountains had collapsed, without any signs of life. The river had dried up, without any spiritual energy. Even the sea formed by the Dragon Pearl had become a dead sea, without a trace of waves. The sky was filled with clouds, and there was no lightning. In the depths of the Knowledge Realm, there was dead silence, without any movement...
And now, as that inch of divine light continued to grow, a subtle change suddenly occurred in the Realm of Consciousness.
An inch of divine light, an inch of life.
Inside the Knowledge Realm, clear spring water began to gush out of the cracked earth, nourishing the soil. The blazing sun in the sky became brighter and brighter, illuminating the dark sky in this Knowledge Realm. The mountain formed by the Pilgrimage Mountain Will was originally like a small hill, but at this moment, it rose again with a rumble. It was twice as tall as before, as if it could support heaven and earth, suppressing the earth and supporting the void. As for the sea formed by the Dragon Pearl, the waves began to roll, and from time to time, the tens of feet high waves slapped against the shore...
When this inch of divine light began to appear and grow, everything in the Knowledge Realm recovered its vitality.
What was even more miraculous was that below this land, the Myriad Spirit Pill suppressed by the Sealing Zen Cauldron, after a strand of its complete Dao Essence was absorbed by the divine light, this strand of Dao Essence turned into a shadow and shot into this world. It was a flood dragon that was thousands of feet long. All that was left of it was a mark, but when it appeared in this world, it was no different from a living creature. Originally in despair, it looked at this world in shock. After a while, it suddenly became joyful and joyful. It flew up high and dove into the sea.
A wave splashed up, and in the Knowledge Realm, the first living creature appeared!
And behind it, there were even more imprints that were slowly being projected into this world …
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In the outside world, above the ruins of the Ultimate, ever since Fang Xing began his seclusion, thick dark clouds had been descending in the sky. They stacked on top of each other, as if there was a god in the sky, using the thick dark clouds to hide his figure. It also seemed like demonic clouds had descended, shrouding the entire ruins. It presented a deep sense of despair, without a shred of hope.
Looking at the thick demonic clouds above their heads, even Shinsyu and Cousin were in no mood to do anything else, and their faces were full of worry.
"You mean the Vairocana Sutra is with you?"
After hearing Shinsyu's confession, Cousin was so angry that her expression changed.
Shinsyu was also full of grievance. "It's not with me, it's in my heart... I've been studying this sutra for more than ten years..."
Eldest Cousin angrily slapped her. "Then you're just going to watch him take the risk like this?! Look at the Devil Qi in the air, it doesn't look like a good omen no matter how you look at it. We still don't know what kind of dangerous path that bastard is taking. You obviously have a way to help him get through this difficult situation without taking any risks, but you actually stand by and watch. What kind of Junior Brother are you? I'll just beat you to death … "
"Oh, don't hit me, don't hit me..."
Shinsyu ran away with a belly full of distress, and then walked back with deep worry. "It's not that I don't want to. Along the way, I've hinted to him many times, and even once talked with him about the true meaning of the Vairocana Sutra for a long time. I don't believe that he really doesn't understand what I mean, but he clearly doesn't want to learn this sutra from me, what can I do..."
"Impossible, he doesn't want to learn the most brilliant method of Buddhism, and insists on getting through the difficulties by himself?"
Cousin's expression was gloomy and full of worry. "Does he have any more powerful method than the Vairocana Sutra? But it's impossible. The Vairocana Sutra is already the top in the world. What other method can surpass this mental method of Buddhism? "
Shinsyu was silent and frowned. After a long while, he said, "Maybe there's a kind..."
Cousin was slightly stunned and turned to look at him.
Shinsyu frowned tightly and said with a serious expression, "The method he comprehended by himself!"
Cousin's expression suddenly changed, as if she had realized something.
Shinsyu's expression was even more solemn. After a long time, he slowly spat out a mouthful of turbid Qi and said, "For all living beings in the world, there are high and low methods. The Vairocana Sutra is naturally one of the top methods in the world, but for him, the most suitable method is the top. I've been thinking... He refused to ask me for the Vairocana Sutra. Is it because he has already..."
"Impossible!"
Cousin suddenly said firmly, "Cultivation is like a big tree. Techniques are the leaves, techniques are the branches, Shentong is the trunk, and mental methods are the roots. I can believe that he can comprehend techniques and Shentong by himself, but I don't believe that he can comprehend his own mental methods at such a young age... You know, this is something that only the top Yuanying ancestors will study, and it is used to fight against the nine thunder punishments. How old is he now? At such a young age, his cultivation is only in the Jindan Realm. Could it be that he has begun to have his own mental methods? "
Just as she was refuting in a low voice, Shinsyu suddenly looked behind her in a daze.
His expression was dull and shocked. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "Then turn around and have a look!"
Cousin also turned around in shock, and then she was stunned.
Above the Taishang Ruins, a crack had appeared in the thick dark clouds. A ray of bright sunlight fell from the sky and fell on a side hall in the Taishang Ruins, and that side hall was where Fang Xing was in seclusion...
"Heaven and earth are responding, and the wind and clouds are changing. Could it be that this indicates that he …"
Cousin said in a low voice. The ray of sunlight penetrated through the layers of dark light and fell on the Taishang Ruins that had not seen the light of day for almost ten thousand years. It was extremely mystical, making them feel some kind of mysterious concept, and their hearts trembled.
"Creak..."
The dilapidated door of the side hall was pushed open, and a grey-robed monk walked out from the dark door with a solemn expression. He did not look very old, and his face was still a little tender. However, his appearance had changed a little, as if he was returning to his appearance from ten years ago. Although his face was still a little gray, there was a trace of vitality in it, and he seemed to be full of vigor. He slowly walked out from the ruins.
Around him floated more than a dozen round and flawless beads. These beads were overflowing with spiritual light and reflected the void, showing the lifelike changes of essence. There were spirit beasts, immortal birds, snakes, and in his hand, there was a small cauldron the size of a wine jar. It was the Pilgrimage Cauldron. At this time, it had somehow become several times smaller, and he gently held it in his hand.
The monk smiled and walked in front of Shinsyu and Cousin. The holy aura on his body almost stunned the two of them.
They clearly knew who it was, but the two of them had a feeling that they did not dare to recognize him.
However, after walking a few hundred feet away, the holy monk in grey suddenly stopped. He scratched his crotch, pulled up his pants, and then continued to walk forward. The two of them were immediately speechless, and they came to a conclusion helplessly.
"It's him..."
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