"There is still some time before everyone arrives, so you should take the people to settle down on the island first, just in time to take this opportunity to understand this method. When everyone gathers, I will send someone to call you." Taoist Mu nodded slightly and said to Binglan
The ancestor showed satisfaction with his handling and said.
Yuan Ming had no objection in his heart and respectfully bid farewell to the two Mahayana ancestors. Then, under the guidance of Nangong Xian'er, he arrived at the arranged residence.
He closed the door, sat cross-legged, and couldn't wait to start studying this mysterious technique.
Although one qi transforms into three pure beings and sowing beans into soldiers are both techniques of avatars, they are quite different.
This method requires the caster to first leave a magical mark on others, and then consume his own mana to summon a clone with the same strength as the original body.
This clone can borrow any magical power from the main body, but the price is also heavy - during the existence of the clone, the main body will temporarily lose the borrowed magical power.
Moreover, once the clone borrows a certain magical power, it cannot return the magical power until it disappears.
The most mysterious thing about this method is that it can forcibly raise the upper limit of magical power.
For example, Yuan Ming, if the spell he is currently performing can only be effective on the realm of returning to the void, but after being used by the clone he summoned, it can actually have an effect on the realm of Dharma.
Even if there is no possibility of cultivating those magical powers to the Dharma stage, Yuan Ming can forcibly increase their power, and even make the magical powers produce unexpected changes.
Yuan Ming was immersed in understanding. Several days passed, but he still could not find the secret to getting started.
He thought hard and finally decided to use the usual method.
He contacted everyone who stayed in Baidi City, taught them the method of converting three pure states into one qi, and ordered them to comprehend it together, hoping to master the key as soon as possible.
In this way, he can possess them and learn their understanding.
In the following days, Yuan Ming stayed behind closed doors and devoted himself to meditating on the exercises.
And Taoist Mu never sent anyone to disturb him, allowing him to practice without any distractions.
One morning half a month later, there was a sudden knock on the door outside Yuan Ming's house.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his heart moved, knowing that someone was coming to deliver an order.
"Master Yuan Ming, several other adults have arrived. The ancestor ordered me to inform you to meet on the island in the middle of the lake." A young man's voice sounded respectfully.
The door opened with a bang, and Yuan Ming strode out of the room, looked at the young monk, nodded slightly, and said:
"lead the way."
Not long after, Yuan Ming set foot on the island in the center of the lake again, and saw that everyone had been waiting here for a long time, but Taoist Mu and Ancestor Binglan were not present.
He looked around and found many familiar faces looming among the crowd.
The first person to bear the brunt was Sima Changqin, who was surrounded by disciples from Tiansheng Academy.
Compared with the last time we met, his face showed more vicissitudes and his temperament was restrained, as if he had gone through the baptism of wind and rain.
Although he didn't carry the guqin on his back, his whole body was filled with the faint sound of the guqin, which was intoxicating.
He felt Yuan Ming's gaze and looked up. There was not much hostility in his eyes. He then looked away without saying anything.
When Yuan Ming saw this, he had no intention of provoking, and immediately turned his gaze to the Taixuanmen team aside.
The swordsman Qing Ping was nodding to him. He was holding a long sword in his hand, stepping on the frost and snow, and wearing a fluttering green shirt. He was like a knight walking out of a painting, free and uninhibited.
Behind him, Young Master Queyue showed fear, secretly sizing up Yuan Ming, his expression more fearful than resentful.
Yuan Ming didn't pay much attention to this, and his eyes wandered again, finally landing on the team in Mingyue Palace.
At the front of the team, a woman dressed in red and holding a paper fan stood out.
With a proud smile on her face, she raised her head slightly, admiring the banyan trees on the island to herself, seemingly disdainful of everything around her.
This is the contemporary saint of Mingyue Palace, who is known as the number one drama keeper in the world.
Yuan Ming's eyes did not stay on her for too long, but quickly turned to Xiying in the crowd.
When he received the message from Taoist Mu, he guessed that Xiying might follow Mingyue Palace to the Wentian Secret Realm. When he saw it now, it turned out to be the case.
He finally let go of the worries in his heart. Seeing that Xiying looked good and didn't look hurt, he blinked at him and made a mouthful of "I'm fine".
Although Yuan Ming felt that something was wrong, when he saw Xi Ying's signal, he suppressed his doubts and was about to send a message to ask, but saw Xi Ying give a thumbs up, pointing to the top actor in front of him, and made a silent gesture.
He had no choice but to give up and had to hide his doubts in his heart.
At this moment, the opera champion suddenly turned around, glared at Yuan Ming fiercely, stepped forward and stood in front of Xiying, blocking Yuan Ming's sight.
Yuan Ming frowned slightly, but thinking of Xi Ying's previous gesture, he suppressed his displeasure.
Just as he was about to look away, he suddenly discovered that there was an acquaintance in the Mingyue Palace team - it was Nan Shangfeng.
At this moment, Nan Shangfeng looked very haggard and depressed. Seeing Yuan Ming looking at him, he just smiled reluctantly and lowered his head again.
Yuan Ming was suspicious, but it was inconvenient to ask directly, so he had to keep the matter in his mind silently.
Among the rest, apart from Hua Xian and Chang Qingdao, who they had already met, there was only one young man wearing a black robe.
He has a handsome face, and his long black hair is tied into a ponytail and rests on his left shoulder. The hair is tied with a small bronze chain. The other end of the chain is connected to a pair of single-frame crystal lenses, which he places on the bridge of his nose on the left side.
superior.
He noticed Yuan Ming's gaze, but showed no expression. His whole body was like a stubborn stone, with no expression on his face.
Yuan Ming was not familiar with this person, and when he was wondering about his identity, he heard Nangong Xian'er's reminder: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, his name is Puppet Immortal, he is also one of the guardians of the realm, and he is good at the art of puppets."
Yuan Ming suddenly realized it, nodded calmly, then withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it.
After half a stick of incense, everyone's wait finally came to fruition.
Under the banyan tree, Taoist Mu's figure appeared out of thin air. He looked around at everyone and said slowly: "I've been waiting for a long time. Binglan is making final preparations. You can follow me first."
The next moment, accompanied by a deafening roar, the ground beneath everyone's feet seemed to be given life and was squirming.
Suddenly, countless vines burst out of the soil, like wildly dancing giant snakes, tearing at the ground with all their strength, rolling the mud and rocks to both sides, and a deep and mysterious passage gradually emerged, leading straight to the ground.
Everyone followed Mu Taoist and stepped into the passage. They felt that the surrounding darkness was oppressive, and only the faint light in front flickered, guiding everyone's steps.
I don't know how long it took, but my eyes suddenly opened up, and a majestic underground hall came into view.
The main hall is extremely spacious, and even if thousands of people pour into it, it will not feel crowded.
In the center of the hall, a pale gray high platform stands majestically. It is wrapped with crystal chains that sparkle with dark purple aura, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Around the high platform, seven thick jade pillars stand upright. Each jade pillar is connected to the high platform and wrapped with chains, as if guarding some unfathomable secret.
Six of the jade pillars were dim and dull, and only the one in the southeast was shrouded in a layer of snow-like white aura. The Binglan Ancestor was sitting on it with a peaceful expression.
Everyone was amazed when they saw this scene.
At this moment, Puppet Immortal suddenly spoke: "Senior Mu, are you and Patriarch Binglan the only ones to open the secret realm door this time?"
"There are frequent movements in the demon world, and the vanguard has arrived. Qinglian and the others are currently sitting in Guixu, and they really can't spare the time to come back." Mu Taoist nodded, with a solemn look on his face.
"If this is the case, wouldn't the maintenance time of the entrance to the Wentian Secret Realm this time be greatly shortened?" Hearing this, a trace of worry flashed across Puppet Immortal's face.
"It's not as serious as you think. It will only shorten the time by one-third at most. Although it is a pity, there is nothing we can do about it." Mu Taoren sighed.
Upon hearing this unexpected information, everyone's expressions became much more solemn.
They all know that Guixu is located in the far north of Izumo Realm, and the space there is extremely unstable.
The last time the demon world invaded, the demons broke through the void from there and entered the Izumo world.
Since the end of the last realm war, both the demon clan and the Izumo clan have stationed their armies in Guixu, and they have been fighting constantly all year round.
In the past, there was only one Mahayana in charge of Guixu. Now that three Mahayana have gathered together, it shows that the space barrier is in danger and may break down at any time, leading to a new round of interface war.
Mu Taoren seemed to feel the heavy emotions of everyone. He paused and took the initiative to change the topic: "This is your first time coming to the Wentian Secret Realm. According to the usual practice, I should introduce you to the origin of this secret realm and its origins.
Different from other interfaces of the cloud, the Wentian Secret Realm is actually a collapsed high-level interface. It borders the Izumo Realm. It once had contacts with the Izumo Realm in ancient times, but collapsed overnight due to unknown reasons. After the discovery of the ancient Mahayana
, used great magical power to establish a stable passage to enter the Wentian Realm and explore the mystery of its collapse."
"Dare I ask, senior, what is an advanced interface?" Yuan Ming was curious and couldn't help but ask.
The rest of the people also looked at Mu Taoist, and obviously many people also had this doubt.
"Just as spiritual veins are divided into high and low levels, different interfaces can also be divided into three, six or nine levels according to their overall strength and the richness of their spiritual energy. The Izumo world we are in is a low-level interface, and the same is true for the demon world.
"Mu Taoist explained.
"I wonder how big the difference is between the high-level interface and the low-level interface?" Yuan Ming asked again.
"The passage leading to Wentian Realm is located underground on Changqing Island. Because of this, spiritual energy in the secret realm often pours in through the gaps in the space, making the concentration of spiritual energy here similar to that of Wentian Realm. You should have felt it when you came here
There is a difference." Mu Taoist smiled slightly and replied.
When Yuan Ming heard this, his heart was shocked, and he immediately understood the extraordinary features of the advanced interface.
He took a deep breath, as if he could feel the majestic spiritual energy coming from the higher interface.
"The higher the interface, the more abundant spiritual energy is contained in it, and the more various kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures there are. Although the Wentian Realm has been broken, the heavenly and earthly spiritual objects contained in it are far better than those in the Izumo Realm and the Demon Realm.
.This is why we want you to enter it to find opportunities." Mu Taoist continued.
When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another, and there was a little more expectation and excitement in their hearts.