Chapter 193 Tao, Wuji!

People soon appeared around the top of the mountain. All of them had dull eyes. They just looked at Huanyin who wanted to approach the stone tablet. Their cultivation burst out and rushed towards Huanyin.

Huanyin had no time to think any more. He could only make a last-ditch effort. Even if his injuries were completely exposed, he had to use all his spiritual power to touch the stone tablet. This was his only hope now.

Huanyin opened the giant spirit fan, and then a giant spirit holding a mace in both hands suddenly appeared and floated in front of Huanyin. At this moment, the giant spirit's body was a little illusory, obviously due to Huanyin's lack of spiritual power.

After the giant spirit appeared, Huanyin pointed at the monk who was blocking the stone tablet, and the giant spirit rushed towards him.

The giant spirit quickly rushed to the monk who had reached the great perfection of concentration opposite Huanyin, raised his two maces and smashed down.

However, the cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Concentration of Power on the opposite side had obviously been prepared. When he saw the giant spirit coming, he pressed his hands towards the giant spirit with his fingers already formed. Suddenly, a great force hit the giant spirit, which not only made the giant spirit extremely dim in an instant, but also blasted it away directly.

Huan Yin's magic was broken, and he was forced to use his spirit to fight the enemy. Blood spurted out directly, and he collapsed to the ground and could no longer stand up. And around him, a large number of cultivators had appeared and rushed towards him, among whom there were many with cultivation above Huaying.

Did you fail? If you were in such a desperate situation, would you close your eyes in despair and seek the last few breaths of relaxation in this life, or would you stay calm, think hard, and continue to look for the last ray of hope in despair?

Huan Yin's cultivation began to fall at an accelerated rate, and his body began to gradually become weak, but his eyes were brighter than ever!

Was he looking at the stone tablet? No, it was behind the stone tablet, behind the stone tablet, it was the giant spirit holding the mace that was so dim that it was about to dissipate, but it was not blocked by anything!

Huan Yin used up the last bit of his strength to keep the giant spirit from dispersing, and even transmitted his divine thoughts to the giant spirit, wanting to use the giant spirit as a medium to convey his answer to the stone tablet.

Now no one noticed that Huan Yin's giant spirit was rapidly approaching the stone tablet. Even if someone noticed, it was too late to stop it. Finally, just when Huan Yin was completely surrounded by the bewildered Taoist, the giant spirit's body hit the stone tablet!

The bewildered Taoist disappeared, and everything around him disappeared from Huan Yin's eyes at this moment. At this moment, he was surprisingly calm. In his eyes, there was only the stone tablet and the question on the stone tablet: What is the ultimate of Tao?

"Tao, infinite." This answer is the answer that Huan Yin can give without any thought. Because this is the essence of "The Infinite Sutra", the meaning of the word "infinite", and it is also the Taoist thought that Huan Yin has been firmly adhering to since his cultivation.

At the moment when Huan Yin sent this answer to the stone tablet through the giant spirit, there was suddenly an invisible wave spreading out from the stone tablet as the center, sweeping towards every corner of the entire burial ground at a very fast speed.

The first to be affected were the confused Taoists around Huan Yin. At the moment they were affected, a trace of clarity suddenly appeared in their eyes. After clarity, they were confused. They regained their consciousness for the first time in this burial ground, and they seemed to have no idea why they were here. What happened to them?

Then, they soon discovered the dim giant spirit that hit the stone tablet, and the seriously injured young man who focused all his energy on the giant spirit. There were also three new words that appeared below the question on the stone tablet: Tao, Wuji!

"So that's it, it turns out that there is no strongest Taoism at all!" A cultivator on the top of the mountain had enlightenment in his eyes and shouted out.

"The Burial Ground, the Burial Ground, those Dao methods are all buried Dao methods, but I regard them as treasures. No matter how powerful those Dao methods are, they restrict my Dao path. What's the point of learning them!" Another cultivator also suddenly realized, and he slapped his palm directly on his forehead, destroying a small part of his cultivation, and also dissolving the Dao methods he learned in the Burial Ground.

"Who is this young man? He answered the question on the stone tablet, and he saved us!"

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At this moment, Bai Kui was surrounded by the three extreme realm masters, and he was seriously injured, with blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth. It knew that it could not defeat these three extreme realm masters, and it was not that it did not want to escape, but these three masters were not only extremely fast, but also had strange and powerful magic, so they quickly stopped it.

The three extreme realm masters surrounding Bai Kui had already begun to prepare to cast spells, and their momentum also rose at this moment. On that day, Bai Kui couldn't resist the magic of the boy alone. Now facing three people casting spells at the same time, he didn't know if he could survive today.

"Failed?" This was what Bai Kui was thinking at the moment. Because if Huan Yin succeeded, he should have touched the stone tablet and given his answer.

Just when the three cultivators were about to cast spells, the wave from the stone tablet suddenly spread here and swept over the three people.

A clear look suddenly appeared on the faces of the three great men, and then they all put away their magic with regret, took a deep look at Bai Kui in front of them, and flew towards the direction of the stone tablet. They have reached this level of cultivation, so how can they not understand what happened to them? They want to see who saved them.

Next, the wave swept across the burial land and swept to a farther place, allowing all the confused people in the burial land to regain their sanity.

"Who saved us?" This was the question in the hearts of all the monks in the burial ground, and then they all flew towards the center of this world at the same time.

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Huan Yin, who was on the top of the mountain, was still looking at the stone tablet. He felt a call coming from the stone tablet. The call was so kind, just like an old friend who had not seen each other for many years was calling his companion.

Huan Yin stood up and walked towards the stone tablet. No one stopped him. All the monks around watched Huan Yin approach the stone tablet step by step, and then really pressed his hand on the stone tablet.

"Quantity is the limit. If it is infinite, it is infinite. With infinite heart, infinite fate, infinite soul, and infinite soul, it becomes infinite Tao." Huan Yin's familiar content sounded in his mind, just like when he heard the words of the infinite master's mind under the cold pond. But this time, the voice was not from the infinite master, but from another person. Huan Yin didn't know who he was, but he could tell from the voice that the owner of the voice had practiced the "Infinite Sutra" and his Tao was the same as his own!

The next moment, a suction force came from the stone tablet. Huan Yin was grabbed by this force and disappeared in front of everyone.

Huan Yin came to a strange world. He couldn't open his eyes, but a voice similar to the previous one rang in his mind: "I was born in the primeval world, within the heaven and earth. I was enlightened by the Venerable and became the spiritual beast under his seat, named White Tiger God. Unfortunately, my nature is inferior and my fate is shallow. Even if there are true scriptures to help me, I can't achieve the great way and can't live forever. I wish to be buried here and wait for a future generation with a predestined relationship to inherit my thoughts and find the great way again!"

As soon as the voice was finished, Huan Yin immediately felt a stream of pure power flowing into his body. These powers came from the god of faith of the White Tiger tribe long ago - the White Tiger God!

The White Tiger God really existed, and it turned out to be the imperial spirit of the Wuliang Venerable. It seems that after the death of Wuliang Venerable, the White Tiger God came to the extreme north of Jizhou, inherited the Taoist thought of Wuliang Venerable, enlightened all living beings, and finally sat in this place, leaving its inheritance, waiting for the appearance of a destined person.

And the destined person recognized by the White Tiger God is naturally the younger generation who can uphold the same Taoist thought as Wuliang Venerable. Therefore, the most suitable cultivator in the world is Huanyin, who has practiced the "Wulian Po Jing".

The moment Huanyin received the power of the White Tiger God, his whole body suddenly shook. He felt that the gap in his soul began to show signs of healing, and his injuries also showed signs of recovery.

The inheritance of the White Tiger God was very slow, and the power flowing into Huanyin's body was unusually smooth and delicate, as if he was afraid that Huanyin would not be able to accept it too quickly. However, this power was extremely pure, and even a little bit could make Huanyin's soul tremble slightly. Huan Yin clearly felt that when these powers flowed into his body, not only did his injuries show signs of improvement, but his cultivation began to grow slowly, and there were even some other effects, but he couldn't tell what they were yet.

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Huan Yin had been in the burial place of the White Tiger God for a whole month. During this month, due to his disappearance, the camp of the first passage in the north of the White Tiger Tribe lost the replenishment of magic tools again. Not only that, the news of Huan Yin's disappearance quickly spread throughout the battlefield in the extreme north of Jizhou, causing the morale of the White Tiger Tribe to plummet, while the Tiger Devouring Tribe became extremely excited.

Originally, with the support of many high-quality immortal swords provided by Huan Yin before, the White Tiger Tribe could still resist the attack of the Tiger Devouring Tribe. But later, the foreign cultivator in the Tiger Devouring Tribe discovered a new secret method of controlling spirits, which not only made the Tiger Devouring Tribe's spirit control instantly much stronger, but also extremely cruel and bloodthirsty.

In this way, the combat power of the Tiger Devouring Tribe once again overwhelmed the White Tiger Tribe, breaking the deadlock between the two sides that had just been maintained for a short time, and starting a new round of advancement against the White Tiger Tribe.

This time, the Tiger Devouring Tribe's strength was strengthened comprehensively, so the five battle lines under the Holy Mountain lost their balance at the same time. The Tiger Devouring Tribe's battle lines pressed towards the White Tiger Tribe like a wave, with an unstoppable momentum.

So after this month, the five battle lines of the White Tiger Tribe were already in danger and were about to withdraw from the Holy Mountain Passage. The White Tiger Tribe was forced into a situation where its life was hanging by a thread.

Three more updates tomorrow!