But things often go beyond people's estimates. When the karma fire hits the spiritual cauldron, the spiritual cauldron will only roar, shake, and then calm again.

What's even more strange is that the karma fire actually penetrated into the cauldron wall and disappeared. When I looked at the picture on the cauldron wall again, I saw that there was an extra thing in the picture, a black flame mark.

At this time, the flame mark seemed to be alive in the picture. The flame body twisted and gradually changed into a child of about an inch.

The child's eyebrows were very lively, jumping and having fun in the tripod painting. After a while, the child stopped to look at the things in the painting, and his eyebrows were frowned, so he was extremely impatient with the things in the painting.

So he jumped, jumped to the top of a huge dragon head, hugged the huge dragon head with his arms around the horns, and shook it hard. It didn't matter if he shook it, but for a moment, many changes occurred outside the giant tripod.

First, a purple vein line formed from the white lotus petals, extended to the tripod, went straight into the painting, and connected to the dragon. At the same time, the sea of ​​bitterness churned, and a blue light was created on the stem of the white lotus. A strange force went up along the stem and injected into the white lotus.

The white lotus also shook lightly. The purple line extending into the painting suddenly turned purple and the strange force that went up the stem of the white lotus was injected into the painting through the purple line, reaching directly onto the connected dragon body.

With a squeak, the dragon head actually shook with the child's force. With a buzzing sound, the treasure light on the dragon's body was rising, and the scales shaking violently. Then the dragon claws, dragon whiskers, dragon tail, and finally the dragon's eyes flashed.

"And", a dragon roar sounded like a clear cloud of clouds came. I saw that the giant dragon in the painting was really alive. He opened his mouth and roared, his body turned, and his tail swung, and he took off the purple thread on his body. He jumped and rushed into the sea of ​​clouds in the painting. He suddenly threw the child down and fell on the ground in the painting.

The child was thrown to the ground and fell down, but he was not concerned at all. He got up and looked up at the giant dragon swaying in the clouds. He laughed loudly, and his condition was extremely proud.

The next moment, he turned his gaze to something else. At some point, the purple vein had been connected to his right palm.

The child was having fun playing in the tripod painting, riding a dragon, controlling a phoenix, catching a tiger, and leading a leopard. The things he moved turned into living things one by one.

Dugu naturally knew nothing about what happened on the spiritual tripod. At this time, he was trying hard to fight the oppression of the source of power, hoping to rush out of the sea of ​​consciousness, but this was something that could be done in a short while.

Not only him, but all those who are tempered on that step are pressed into the sea of ​​consciousness. However, others are different from Dugu. They passively endure the pressure to temper the body, allowing their bodies to gradually adapt to the pressure and then slowly reach the soul.

In fact, this is very similar to a resonance. If the same frequency as the force source rule can be achieved, the most ideal resonance effect can be achieved.

What they do is to capture and adapt to this frequency, which is to adapt to the rules. If they can issue this frequency and complete this frequency, then they will be considered to have mastered this rule to a certain extent.

Mastering the rules is something that the monks and powerful people dream of, and that is a key step to step into the god-level gate. The cultivation of Dugu and others naturally cannot reach this level, and it is already extremely difficult to adapt to this rule.

Everyone was practicing hard, and the karma-fire child was having a lot of fun playing in the painting. This was a real enlightenment.

If the old man Fuxi saw all this, he would be surprised to faint. The enlightenment, magical power, and the level of despair are only seen in legends. It is not something that can be possessed by monks. No one knows whether there have been any existences that have been used by them. It is just that the legend that if anyone can obtain this magical power, he can realize the truth.

For those high-level gods, demons, dragons, phoenixes, and other advanced existences in the painting, the child has to spend some effort, but for those lower things such as ghosts, beasts and birds, he can only point a little finger to make them turn into reality. At the end of the day, the world in the painting is already full of vitality, phoenixes dance, dragons fly, and beasts fly.

The child seemed not satisfied with all this. He looked at the unmoving cloud map in the sky, the unreal rocks on the ground, the trees that were windless, the lakes and rivers that were not flowing, and the hands were placed on his waist, frowned and pouted, and looked like he was full of hatred and hated the sky without any hand.

"Ah, ah." Suddenly, the child opened his mouth and raised his head to shout at Gao Tian, ​​his childish voice rising to the sky.

For a moment, the strange power on his body fluctuated rapidly. Just as the child was screaming, the sea of ​​suffering was filled with huge waves, and the sea surface was filled with golden light. The strange power uploaded from the white lotus stem increased by more than a thousand times.

With the injected endless strange power, the power fluctuations emitted by the child spread out rapidly, one zhang, two zhang, three zhang, ten zhang, hundreds, thousands. With a bang, a thunder exploded in the painting, and thunder flashed through the sky.

That day, the clouds also churned out sharply. Another thunder sounded like a thunder. The lightning penetrated the dense clouds. With the thunder, the heavy rain and strong winds came one after another.

The rain fell between the mountains in the painting, on the ground, and in the forest, and for a moment, everything came alive. The forest swayed in the strong wind, the water flowed down from the mountains, the rivers rushing, the lakes and seas were waving, and the whole scroll on the spiritual tripod was alive, one world, one living world in the painting. After a long time, the rain passed by the sky, and the sun on the top shot out thousands of rays of light, and the world below was lush.

The child raised his hand and tilted it into the air. As his gestures waved, the sun gradually moved westward and set into the west mountain. A bright moon rose from the east, and the clear light spread throughout the universe. This is the human world in the tripod.

The little defense closed the little hands and then flipped upwards. The picture of the tripod changed. The place where he stood turned into a cloud. In the distance, there were treasure palaces standing on the clouds, and the heavenly beings flew in the sky, and the fragrance flowers were like rain, which turned out to be the world in the sky.

The child closed his hands again, but this time he turned down. The picture turned into the underworld. The evil ghosts wandered among them, and the skeleton zombies were staggering. Where the Yin Ghost Crossing, on the Naihe Bridge, the ferocious Yin Crew soldiers, holding the sad ghosts, walked over the bridge, and the underworld surging under the bridge, and the dry bones were floating in the waves. Here there is the Palace, the Ghost King, Yin Du, and Hell. What a complete Yin Si World.

After seeing all this, the child nodded with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his face. With a wave of his hand, the purple thread attached to his hand broke away, retreated from the cauldron and returned to the white lotus vein. After doing all this, the child shook his body and turned into a black flame again, which penetrated out of the cauldron.

As soon as he walked out of the spiritual tripod, a purple light appeared on the tripod. The purple light shone into the void, and countless strange golden runes flashed out in the void. One by one, they were buried in the tripod. After a long time, the purple light was buried and the tripod returned to peace. At this time, the tripod was very different from the previous one. The scroll in the tripod was no longer a dead object, but a living picture. The sun rose and the moon set, and the birth and death were all included.

Three days have passed, and with continuous efforts, Dugu's wisp of spiritual consciousness finally rushed out of the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness with difficulty. As soon as the spiritual consciousness rushed out of the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, Dugu felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and his mind suddenly became clear.

For a moment, people were like in the vast sea, under the moon, their souls suddenly became extremely transparent. A strange feeling surged into their hearts, as if they were merging with the heaven and earth. The pressure on the Yuanhun disappeared without a trace.

The unity of man and nature, and the unity of man and nature. After the last time we entered the realm of unity of man and nature, a lot of time passed. I remember that time was in the universe, on the peak and cliffs, when Dugu felt the shadow of the moon, he entered the realm of unity of man and nature, and stepped into the space of the Yinling Pearl.

This time, the unity of man and nature was as if standing in the endless sea and sky, and a warm feeling surged into the soul. At this time, if someone was by his side, he could feel a strange soul power fluctuation emitted from his soul body. It was this strange soul power fluctuation that made the surging oppression power unable to reach his body.

One moment, two moments, three moments, time passed by little by little, and after two incense sticks, the strange soul power fluctuations gradually subsided.

Although the soul power fluctuates, the pressure generated by the power source rules on this level can no longer affect its soul. This is adaptation. Dugu's soul has adapted to this level of power source rules.

The matter is not over yet, and the soul has adapted to this rule, but the body muscles, internal organs, purple palace spirit sect, etc. have not yet fully adapted to this rule. The reason why his body can sit on this step is just to resist with his strong body.

With the thought moving, Dugu's spiritual consciousness spread throughout the corners of his body, reaching the spiritual treasure of the Zifu. In a moment, the information on the source of the soul adaptation power was transmitted to every body.
Chapter completed!