The golden elephant sat in the spiritual mist, holding a pair of small hands in front of him, like a ball of spiritual energy flipped between his hands. The spiritual mist was originally gray-white. As the golden elephant stayed in the golden elephant's hands increased for a longer time, the color gradually changed, from gray-white to colorful spots blended together, and finally slowly melted into blue. At the same time, as the color changed, the illusory spiritual mist gradually solidified, and finally became a blue brick suspended there. It flew up, like a hand holding it and landing on the row of blue walls of foundation.

One by one, the golden elephant was repetitively monotonous but not irritable at all, building the spiritual room quietly, as if doing something sacred, and seemed to be enjoying the unknown beauty.

In these three-star caves, there is no difference between day and night, as if you can't even feel the passage of time.

Some people say that time is actually unmoving, everything is just a natural change in all things in the world, and people just use time to mark the traces of their aging.

The golden elephant has not aging. He is growing up. If you look carefully, you will find that every time he condenses a blue brick, his body will grow a little. Although he cannot see the rising sun and the moon between heaven and earth in the Three Star Cave, they cannot deny their alternating changes.

Every few months, the old immortal would come to the altar to preach, and Jin Xiangdi would naturally listen. After hearing this, even he himself didn't know what he had realized, so he still came back to build a spirit room. Arrange the little bits of spiritual dust and form blue bricks. This is a boring thing, but Jin Xiangdi actually made fun and wonderful.

He felt the difference from the little bits of spiritual dust, as if the different colors of spiritual dust had different personalities. He communicated with them, understood their personalities day by day, and gradually became familiar with them.

At first, most of them seemed arrogant and ignored the Golden Elephant. As they had been in contact with each other for a long time, a subtle connection began to be established between the Golden Elephant and them.

This mysterious sense is hard to describe. The ball of spiritual energy between the golden elephant's hands condensed into a small blue brick faster and faster, and the time it took was getting shorter and shorter. His body was growing day by day.

Jianling Room... Listen to Taoism..., Jianling Room... Listen to Taoism...

His life suddenly entered this state of extreme regularity and simplicity, and his heart became quieter and quieter in this state. Until one day, he suddenly raised his head, opened his arms to the sky, and read a series of complex syllables from his mouth. The spiritual fog in the sky surged towards him as if he could understand his words, instantly submerged him.

The sound of the Golden Elephant is not loud, but in the calm Sanxing Cave, it looks like a spider silk that is touched, and the entire spider web is trembling. This is particularly clear in the calm Lingtai Fangcun Mountain Silent Moon Sanxing Cave.

Compared with every practitioner, they are somewhat similar to spiders, sitting alone in meditation. However, there is an invisible web that is centered on him, and can be sensed as long as there is any touch.

The spiritual energy of the Golden Elephant suddenly surged, and other people naturally sensed the sudden flow of the spiritual energy around them. Following the spiritual energy sensing, many people immediately appeared in front of the spiritual room of the Golden Elephant.

Ruwei even came out early, standing in front, next to it was Huiqing. Another person was gray-haired and old-fashioned Da Cang, and behind him were others. There were not many disciples in the entire Lingtai Sect, but now they were all here.

Ruwei said, "Just now, I heard Junior Brother Ruhui suddenly recite the mysterious sound of heaven and earth. When it came out, it was completely flooded with spiritual energy."

The mysterious sound of heaven and earth has a title in the human world - mantras. The human world calls the mysterious sound of heaven and earth recited when Taoism is called mantras because they do not understand these mantras. Among all sects, there are naturally many magical and mantras, which are learned by predecessors and compiled for future generations to learn. However, there are no mantras in Fangcunshan's magic, or all magical and mantras must be understood in the process of building the spirit room.

After all, the mysterious sound of heaven and earth is not as mysterious as the world says. It is a language that communicates with the world and all things and spiritual energy, and everyone will understand differently. Jin Xiangdi has understood one sentence, and there are many magical and spells waiting for him to understand.

Everyone was silent for a while, and Da Cang said, "Junior Brother Zhitong had not understood a single sentence for more than 20 years, but one day he suddenly realized three sentences, and then never understood them again. But he was able to make others pale with the three magical sounds formed by the mysterious sounds of heaven and earth. Junior Brother Huiyan had already understood one sentence on the third day, and then understood more than 300 sentences in ten years. The number of magic he mastered was so many, I am afraid that only Lingshan Bodhisattva could compare with it."

Huiqing pondered for a while and said, "Junior Brother Ruhui spent eight years to comprehend a mysterious sound of heaven and earth. This is considered to be a long time in our Lingtai Sect. However, when you comprehend the first sentence, you can mobilize so much spiritual energy, even Brother Zhitong back then was just like this."

This is in the Three Star Cave, and there is no need for a guardian. After they watched for a long time, they went back to practice. When the Golden Elephant woke up, they looked up and saw an illusory spiritual room. The roof above their heads was not very solid, but it would no longer disperse.

He will definitely listen to the old immortal's preaching. Although the old immortal does not talk about magical powers, Jin Xiangdi feels that he has benefited a lot after listening to it, and the questions in his heart will dissipate like clouds and mist. Then after returning to practice, he will feel a little confused in his heart. He will listen to the sermon and be explained by listening to the sermon.

He didn't know if other brothers were in this state. Since he understood the mysterious sound of heaven and earth that day, he had never communicated with other brothers again and was in a state of chaos. In the eyes of other brothers, he had always had a thoughtful expression, and occasionally had a knowing smile on his face, so that no one in other brothers would disturb him.

Suddenly one day, the old immortal sat on the cloud platform and preached. As he was speaking, his tone suddenly changed. At some point, golden lotus rose around him. The golden lotus suddenly broke, breaking into a little golden glow. Suddenly, the clouds turned into a ball of wind. The wind rolled in the hall and turned into a ball of gray clouds, and drizzled from the clouds. The disciples in the audience sat upright, as if they were not aware of anything.

The wind blows and drizzles, and it flutters.

It dripped on the head of Jin Xiangdi, wet the black hair and clothes that had grown up, flowed down the ends of the hair, passing through the two sword-like black eyebrows, slipped down the face, paused slightly at the corner of her tightly pursed lips, dripped onto the ground, splashing a cloud of water mist.

The rain slowly grew, and the air in the hall fell in vain. After a while, the rain turned into a snowman, rustling on the disciples. The disciples seemed to have not realized it, and still couldn't sit upright. The snowman turned into snowflakes and fell from the void. Suddenly, a muffled thunder exploded, and thunder and lightning struck down.

The thunder suddenly turned into wind and sand, instantly submerging them. After a while, it became an iceberg and a river. In a blink of an eye, it was a mountain again, with trees growing, blossoming, fruiting, and falling leaves on the mountain.

All the changes in the world, everything tangible and invisible are changing in this small hall.

When Jin Xiangdi woke up, there was nothing in front of him. Only the old immortal sat quietly on the cloud platform, and the senior brother next to him was still sitting in peace, as if nothing had happened.

The old immortal slowly opened his eyes and asked the disciples: "I used the mysterious sound of heaven and earth to tell the wonderful methods of the great way. How many have you heard?"

Da Cang stood up and bowed and said, "Master, my disciple is dull. Since thirty years ago, I have never realized a magic again."

The old immortal nodded and said nothing, as if everything was expected, while the one next to Da Cang stood up in sequence and said to the old immortal.

Jin Xiangdi was surprised and felt incredible when he listened to their words, because there were too few words. Each one was just one or two, and the more one was not more than five spells.

Huiqing stood up and saluted to the old immortal, saying, "Master, the disciple has learned three kinds of magic."

Jin Xiangdi couldn't help but look at him, thinking, "How did Senior Brother Huiqing comprehend three magics? Is my feeling wrong?" He was puzzled and thought, until Ruwei next to him stood up and said that he had comprehended nine magics, Jin Xiangdi breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone turned to look at Ruwei, and Ruwei was a little uncomfortable in everyone's eyes.

The old immortal still nodded in Gujing. Jin Xiangdi then stood up. When he left, he realized that he had grown up completely, a little taller than Ruwei next to him. He could be considered a relatively tall person in the world.

"Master, the disciple is confused, as if he has heard countless mysterious sounds of heaven and earth, and saw countless magical spells, but they are not very clear." Jin Xiangdi stood up and said, saying that it is not very clear, but that it is not all, but mostly unclear. He just listened to the senior brothers hearing one or two spells, and felt that he might have heard it wrong.

The old immortal still nodded and said, "Whether it is clear or not, it has been left with a mark. Your senior brother Huiyan's disciple burns incense and prays. You will come out today to see what he has to do with him."

Jin Xiangdi couldn't make a move, and had not yet known what he was like from the old immortal. The old immortal actually asked him to come out of the mountain. He heard the old immortal say, "Huiyan died because of you, so his disciples will naturally be taken care of by you."

"Yes, Master." Although Jin Xiangdi didn't know where Huiyan's disciple was and had any trouble, he quickly agreed.

"Your senior brother Huiyan has a disciple who serves as the national teacher of Tianyuan Kingdom at the junction of Dongsheng Shenzhou and Nanshanbu Prefecture. You can go there to find him." The old immortal said: "Your cultivation is not as good as a real person. When you come out of the mountain at this time, you can temper your mind and ambition, but it is easier to let the heart of Tao be covered with dust. I have a method to grant you, so how can you accept it?"

"Disciple is willing." Jin Xiangdi said hurriedly.
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