Chapter 1840

"Great!"

Qin Li was pleasantly surprised and murmured:

"I didn't expect to find the ninth perfect Nirvana here."

"If I succeed in my cultivation, wouldn't it be that the nine aspects are perfect, that the perfect Nirvana Tao is created and that I can compete with the holy body?"

Qin Li left the Moyu palace, went back to the ink lake, knelt on the ground and read xiaozhoutianxingxiu acupoint.

This Nirvana method is also magical. You only need to absorb the starlight, and no other secret medicine is needed.

"The unity of heaven and man, the communication between stars and gods, the refining of acupoints and orifices, and the stars and stars fighting handle!"

Qin Li meets Xinghua.

Above the sky.

The stars are falling.

As like as two peas, basically every one of the world has its own sun and moon.

It is not a set of sun and moon in one world, but a set shared by all worlds.

That is the archaic stars, which are deep and serene, hanging in nothingness, bursting with boundless starlight, projecting onto the world barrier, and forming the sky of stars, which have never been extinguished since archaic times.

Of course, there are also independent stars, the sun and the moon, just like the falling moon in Qianyuan world, which is a supplement to the Taiyin star. Most of the stars in the sky revolve around Qianyuan, and one of them is the site of the holy land of stars.

"Weird!"

Qin Li stopped practicing.

Starlight into the body, inexplicably excluded.

No matter how much Xinghua you absorb, you can't refine your acupoints and perfect nirvana.

"Is there a bottleneck?" Qin Li frowned and quickly found Dugu Wudi and asked about the situation.

Old devil Dugu was surprised to hear that Qin Li had found dozens of perfect Nirvana methods. He said, "I once heard my master say that nine is the extreme of heaven and earth, and it's also a layer of shackles. Even if he has extraordinary talent, holding nine perfect Nirvana methods, he can't be perfect."

"This is the result of the jealousy of heaven, which cannot be broken. You should know that the heirs of the great emperor can enjoy the top-level resources of heaven, and at most eight perfectness. Nine perfect difficulty, is impossible to complete the challenge

Qin Li is worried. No wonder there are countless heroes in the world. Those who have made great achievements don't know how much they are, but those who have made nine perfects have hardly heard of them.

"You can consult the village head. Maybe you can get something." Old devil said.

Qin Li nodded.

Soon, a group of people left the library.

The sun moves, the stars and the moon move, the fingers flick, and I don't know how long I stayed. People are used to the ordinary life here.

In addition to their own cultivation, they are just helping the village to have a long dinner.

Compared with the last rush, Qin Li cut firewood cleanly, and Su Qingxue was able to make a fire. Yun Shiyu played the piano like the sound of nature

"Brother Qin, you can still get used to it."

Li Ping'an is smiling and has a lot of spirit.

With the improvement of his cultivation, the disease gas on his face weakened, but he was still thin ribs.

Cold heart dance stands on one side, long hair such as waterfall, white clothes than snow, eyes blinking long eyelashes, and Li Ping'an close a lot.

Qin Li smiles. He studies hard, but Li Ping'an is picking up girls. He has his own harvest: "look at you, maybe you can get married and have children next year. I can be an uncle."

"Brother Qin, don't make a joke."

Cold heart dance was said to be pretty red: "I really have nothing to do with him."

Mo Yao came over and said with a smile: "yes, although you enjoy the flowers and the moon every day, it's really nothing, just friends."

The cold heart dance was even more ashamed. The red glow on both cheeks burned to the root of my ears, especially bright red. Then he glared at Li Ping'an and said angrily, "hum! If you disturb my practice every day, don't bother me. "

"Mind my business!"

Li Ping'an spread his hand innocently.

The night granny said with a smile, "come on, don't make trouble. Wash your hands and eat."

Qin Li, Mo Yao, Yun Shiyu, Su Qingxue, Xiao Long, ye huanling, Dugu Laomo, Hanxin dance, Li Ping'an, gather together again.

Another table of delicacies.

The old village head warmly entertained several people.

Qin Li asked for advice modestly: "village head, I have a doubt to ask for advice."

"For the perfect nirvana of the ninth phase!" The old village head seems to have guessed what Qin Li thought.

Qin Li is admired: "village head, can there be a way to perfect the ninth phase?"

"Of course."

The old village head took a sip of wine and pointed out:

"It's almost impossible for the nine elements to come together and be perfect in nature!"

"However, there is still a solution, that is, to find the most powerful Nirvana method left by the Taigu Immortal Emperor, the Sutra of the heavenly stars in the great Zhou Dynasty."

Old devil Dugu raised his eyebrows and said: "I've heard of this Scripture. It's so powerful and incredible that it's far beyond any perfect Nirvana method. If the cultivation is successful, it can be compared to the holy body, and the vigorous Qi in the body is endless. Unfortunately, this method has been lost for a long time. "

"No!"

The old village chief laughed and said:

"In fact, in the fairyland, there is still a copy of the Scriptures."

fairyland?

The crowd was startled.

This is the ultimate fantasy of a monk.

There are countless legends about the fairyland. It is said that as long as you are in the fairyland class and enter the ancient heaven, you can live in the fairyland and enjoy endless longevity.

"Uncle, does fairyland really exist?" Ye is very curious.

Qin Li was also at a loss.

The old village head said with a smile, "it used to exist."

"It's a pity that with the fall of the ancient heaven, the fairyland broke up and disappeared."

"But you are also lucky. I know that a piece of fairyland is just opened. Maybe you can find the most powerful Nirvana method."

Qin Li was overjoyed: "how can we go to the fairyland?"

"Dream!"

Night granny interjected.

"Ah?" All the people were confused.

The old village head said with a smile, "fairyland is a special and wonderful world."

"The body, the fetus and the postnatal life can't get in. We can only project our mind into it by dreaming. "

Old devil Dugu murmured: "but only sages can project their mind and walk in the world. These young people don't have this ability."

"Don't worry, it's a piece of cake!" The old village head said: "night, you go to prepare a few night tour incense pillow, give them a good night's sleep."

The night grandmother nodded. Although she was blind, she knew the village like the back of her hand. She soon found a garden, took a piece of hay, and kneaded it into a pillow, which was mixed with many flowers and plants. She could not tell the origin.

Soon!

Make a pillow.

One person sent one.

"Go and have a good sleep!"

The old village head waved and the party dispersed.

Everyone went back to their rooms and prepared to sleep on the grass for a night's rest.

Qin Li looked at the straw pillow. It felt very smooth and tasted fragrant. It was very sleepy to smell more.

"Husband, I doubt that I can go to fairyland after a sleep." Mo Yao holds the pillow with doubts in her heart.

"It's a bit of a fantasy, but the fairyland is also illusory." Yun Shiyu looks at the pillow, full of thoughts.

"Have a try? There's no loss anyway, and the village head doesn't seem to be lying. " After washing, Su Qingxue is ready to go to bed.

A big bed.

The three women lay down in turn.

Qin Li also sleeps with vanilla.

This pillow smells so good. Take two more breaths and you'll fall asleep.

Qin Li's thoughts diverged, his soul sailed into a hazy area, and he got rid of his physical worries and reached the ethereal realm.

Half asleep and half awake, Qin li felt a gentle feeling.

"Something."

Qin Li's eyes slowly opened.

The surrounding scenery has changed greatly. It is no longer the scenery of Shenmo village.

"How can I sleep in a pile of cotton?" Qin Li was pleasantly surprised to find that his body was light and he stepped on the air.

Out of the pile of cotton.

Qin Li looked around and was shocked

"Is this fairyland? It's time to have a sleep

Before waking up, where is the cotton pile, is clearly the clouds, soft as silk, white as snow.

There is a void around, no land, only continuous auspicious clouds, take off one after another, gather into an island.

The sky is blue colored glass, with thousands of rainbows passing by. The purple air converges into a waterfall, and the rays dye through the horizon.

"Misty and colorful, auspicious and immortal, is this the fairyland?" Qin Li shuttles between the clouds, and finds that the clouds are not unreal and lax, but very tight. Stepping on them is like walking on a cotton field, and his feet feel very comfortable.

"Where are they?"

"And where is the strongest Nirvana?"

Qin Li scanned all directions, a vast expanse of white clouds, there was no human eye.

"Wait a minute, it's like a palace." Qin Li found a glass palace far away.

It's too far away. It looks like a pockmarked spot. Fortunately, Qin Li's vision is detached, and he has a glimpse of this cloud palace. It's very gorgeous. It's not today's architectural style. It's full of flying eaves, hanging arches and colorful.

"Maybe there's a clue."