Chapter 133: Defying the Heavens and Changing Fate (Part 2)
"This seven-lamp life-extending method is really not something that ordinary people can do. Grandma, there is still one day..."
After Ye Tian carefully added kerosene to the oil lamp that was about to burn out, he sat down in front of the door. It seemed that all the energy and energy in his body had been drained out, and he had no strength at all.
At this time, Ye Tian was worse than a beggar. His originally clean down jacket was now stained with mud from melted snow, and his hair was as messy as a chicken coop.
Ye Tian's originally rosy face had lost a lot of weight, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken. Not only that, the hair at the temples above Ye Tian's ears had turned a little gray.
After sitting on the cold ground for a while, Ye Tiancai breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and walked into another room. He picked up a washed Polygonatum rhizome and started to chew it. The slightly bitter juice entered his mouth.
, Ye Tian's spirit cheered up a little.
The difficulty of this seven-lamp life-extending method is far beyond Ye Tianchu's imagination. Because the sun and the moon rotate, the vitality of the world is also strong and weak. Especially when night falls, the vitality in the formation will always be weakened.
Some disorders.
At this time, Ye Tian must take action to incorporate the vitality into the trajectory of the formation. In other words, he will be hit by the violent vitality once a day. The blood he spits out alone is estimated to be as much as a bowl.
Already.
After six full days and nights of non-stop sleep, coupled with the fact that his nerves had to pay attention to the operation of the formation at all times, Ye Tian was almost at the limit both mentally and physically. If he hadn't been training his body since childhood, Ye Tian would have collapsed long ago.
After chewing two pieces of Polygonatum rhizome, Ye Tian slowly stood up, walked to the door of the Taoist temple, opened his posture and practiced the Qi-guiding technique taught by the Taoist.
A faint trace of heaven and earth vitality continuously seeped into Ye Tian's body, nourishing his nearly dry meridians. However, the replenishment could not keep up with the consumption. This little vitality was just a drop in the bucket for Ye Tian.
After an afternoon of rest and meditation, when the first star appeared in the sky, Ye Tian entered the formation again. The energy of heaven and earth, which was originally running smoothly, seemed to be affected by the earth's magnetic field, and suddenly became
It became violent.
"Damn, isn't that right?"
Today's vitality riot seemed to be much more violent than the previous few days. Ye Tian tried his best, but failed to introduce this vitality into the trajectory of the formation, and was about to lose control.
Ye Tian was so anxious that he bit the tip of his tongue. A sharp pain made his mind clear. He quickly drew invisible arcs on his chest with his hands, and shouted in his mouth: "Quiet!"
The violent vitality suddenly paused as Ye Tian shouted. This time, Ye Tian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became extremely depressed.
Seeing that the rioting vitality was flowing according to the movement of the formation, Ye Tian staggered out of the wing and fell to the ground, losing consciousness.
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Tian only felt a warmth on his face. When he opened his eyes, he found that the warm winter sun was shining on him. Ye Tian wanted to use his right hand to prop up his body, but his arm went weak.
The whole person fell to the ground again.
"It looks like I'm going to be seriously ill this time..."
Ye Tian gave a bitter smile. Not to mention suffering many backlashes of vitality, he was lucky enough not to lose his life after sleeping outside last night.
He closed his eyes and felt the warm sunshine. After lying there all morning, Ye Tiancai stood up holding the door.
Turning on the power of the mobile phone and waiting for the signal to appear, Ye Tian said feebly: "Crazy brother, bring some food up the mountain, something nutritious..."
The formation was launched at midnight, but ended at noon. There were still more than two hours before we could see the outcome, and it would take at least three hours for Feng Kuang to get here from the county seat, so
Ye Tian was not afraid that he would collide with the formation.
Moreover, at this time, Ye Tian no longer has the energy to control the success or failure of the formation. The success of his plan depends on God. At the moment, he can only pray for his master's blessings and good luck, and become the first person in the history of the world to be cast a spell to extend his life.
At noon, Ye Tian suddenly felt that the wing room, which originally contained countless vitality of heaven and earth, was suddenly pulled in. The vitality filled inside seemed to be absorbed by a black hole and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Ye Tian trembled with trembling hands and used the last strength of his body to push open the door of the wing. His eyes immediately looked at the natal lamp beside the bed.
When he saw that the natal lamp was still spitting out a weak flame, Ye Tian felt relieved and then turned his eyes to his master's face.
The old Taoist, who was originally withered and thin, now has a very rosy face. Although he is not as baby-like as he was more than ten years ago, the green and black lifelessness on his face has completely disappeared.
"Teacher...Master!"
Ye Tian shouted softly and seemed to be awakened by his disciple's voice. The old Taoist slowly opened his eyes and looked at the situation in the room with a slight confusion.
"Seven lamps life-sustaining formation?"
When he saw the natal lamp above his head and the oil lamps all over the ground, the old Taoist had a look of astonishment on his face. He propped up the edge of the bed with his hands and tried to sit up, but found that he was as weak as Ye Tian at the door.
As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread. Although the dead energy in the body has been driven away by the seven-lamp life-sustaining formation, it does not mean that the old Taoist will be full of life immediately. It still takes a period of cultivation to become like a tiger.
Act like normal people.
Seeing the purple clay pot next to the bed, the old Taoist tilted his head and bit the spout, sucking in the dew that had been nourished by vitality for seven days into his belly, and then he gained a little strength.
"Little Ye Zi, this...this seven-lamp life-sustaining formation, was...did you set it up?"
After sensing his own situation, the old Taoist discovered Ye Tian sitting crookedly by the door, and he suddenly understood in his heart that it was this disciple who had used the method of changing his destiny against the will of heaven to destroy his own feet that had already stepped into the Hall of Yama.
He was suddenly pulled back abruptly.
"Master, are you... okay?"
Leaning against the door of the wing, Ye Tian's voice was a little weak, but the smile on his face was extremely bright. This may be the happiest smile he has ever seen from his heart for the first time in his life.
"Idiot, idiot, why bother, why...why bother?"
Looking at Ye Tian's sunken eye sockets and his head full of gray hair, the old Taoist, who had long been accustomed to seeing life and death in this world, couldn't help but burst into tears, and muddy tears flowed down his cheeks.
Although he didn't understand how Ye Tian could cast the Seven Lamps Life-Sustaining Formation, Li Shanyuan knew that Ye Tian's cast would cost him at least ten years of life if he didn't have any luck in the future.
For the sake of a man who has lived for more than a hundred years, the old Taoist felt extremely sad that Ye Tian, a child, had lost his lifespan.
"Master, my disciple said that I will provide for you until you die. If you don't wait for me, I can only ask God to lend me some more time..."
Only in front of the old Taoist would Ye Tiantian reveal his true feelings. His innocent heart made the tears that the old Taoist had just stopped burst out again.
Ye Tian was more aware than the old man of the physical harm caused by this spell cast. Seeing his master's sadness, he couldn't help but said: "Master, if I can live 120 years like you, what does it matter if it's more or less years?"
"The most proud thing that Master has done in this life is to accept you as his disciple..."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the old Taoist sighed. He had experienced two centuries of ups and downs, and had been trying to change his fortune all his life, but he never expected that when he was about to die, Ye Tian would do it.
"Hehe, of course. With me as your disciple, Master, you won't be afraid of making a name for yourself in the world..." Ye Tian boasted shamelessly.
There is a reason for Ye Tian's words. As the saying goes, people can't help themselves in the world. Whether they are martial arts masters or mysterious magicians, they will always make some enemies.
When you are young, you are not afraid of these people, but when you get older, your energy is not as good as before, and you are afraid that people will come to seek revenge. In this case, it is necessary to have a good apprentice.
Therefore, the older generation is really more serious about recruiting disciples than raising a son. Ye Tian doesn't know if his master has any enemies, but he has been hiding deep in the mountains and forests for decades. He must have forged a lot of grudges back then.
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"Just brag, huh? Is the phone ringing?"
A harsh cell phone ringtone interrupted the conversation between master and apprentice. After the call was connected, Feng Kuang's anxious voice came out: "Ye Tian, I went to the mountain, but... I can't get up. It looks like a ghost.
After breaking the wall, I can't get out of this bamboo forest..."
"Brother Crazy, please exit first, and then pull out the first bamboo you see on the ground after entering the bamboo forest. When you take three, six or nine steps forward, pull out all the bamboos on your right hand, and you can come up.
Already..."
Hearing that Feng Kuang had gone up the mountain, Ye Tian's face showed a hint of joy, but he no longer had the strength to destroy the formation at this time, so he could only instruct Feng Kuang to pull out a few bamboos that served as the formation's eyes.
"Ye Tian, Ye Tian, where are you?"
More than ten minutes later, Feng Kuang's shout came to mind in front of the Taoist temple, but before Ye Tian could reply, the door of the wing was pushed open with a "bang".
"Old... old god? You... you... are you returning to the sun?"
After seeing the oil lamps all over the floor in the wing room and the old man lying on the bed in the middle, Feng Kuang was stunned and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand holding the lunch box in disbelief.
You know, just seven days ago, the old Taoist was already dying, and he used Laoshan ginseng to hang his life. Although he can't be said to be in high spirits now, why doesn't he look like a dying person?
"Old... old immortal, where is Ye Tian?" After being stunned for a while, Feng Kuang realized that he had not seen Ye Tian's shadow when he arrived at the Taoist temple.
"Crazy...crazy brother, I...I'm behind the door..." Behind Feng Kuang, Ye Tian's feeble voice came...
