Jin Zhixing felt that something was different, and he said: "I have been here at least twice. The last time I came here to bring the exercises to exchange with fellow Taoist Sansu." He raised the scripture in his hand and said, "Sansu Taoist
My friend also gave me this scroll, but this cannot be faked."
The Taoist was startled again, but he seemed to have remembered something, and his expression became a little more serious, and he said, "Fellow Taoist, can you give me the scripture for review?"
Jin Zhixing handed it over. After the Taoist took it, he opened it and looked at it. He frowned when he saw that it was blank. Jin Zhixing explained: "The text in it needs a special method to be seen.
When Taoist friend Su gave it to me, he also said that it would be difficult for him to see the writing in it."
The Taoist looked through it and saw that the style of the scripture scroll was indeed made by the sect, but it was a bit old. When he thought of this, he seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and asked: "When did my Taoist friend come here the last two times?"
day?"
Of course, Jin Zhixing had never forgotten it. When the time was announced, the Taoist showed surprise, hesitated for a while and then said: "It seems that what you met, fellow Taoist, may not be where I am..."
Jin Zhixing said: "Isn't it this place? Is there somewhere else?"
The Taoist pondered for a moment and said: "My fellow Taoist came on a winding path, but there is indeed a rumor in our sect that there are two sutra pavilions in the winding path. One is here, and the other is here.
But there is a place that wanders along the winding road. It is not accessible to anyone but a predestined person. Perhaps this is where fellow Taoists go."
Jin Zhixing was a little surprised and said: "Is there such a thing? But as far as Jin knows, wasn't this winding road built by your side? How could such a strange thing happen?"
The Taoist was slightly embarrassed and said: "My fellow Taoist's merits are at the highest level, so I won't hide it from you. Although we built the winding road, it is based on a strange aura left behind by the missing senior in the sect."
The purpose of building it is also to pursue higher realms, but it’s so mysterious that we still haven’t been able to fully understand it.”
Having said this, he raised his head, shook the scroll in his hand, and said: "This book may reveal some mysteries. Fellow Taoist, can you leave the scroll with me temporarily? I can leave it to the master for judgment, or maybe you can
Found a result."
Jin Zhixing said: "It's not possible, but if you want to keep it, you need to exchange it for a superior method, because I got it in exchange for a method."
The Taoist nodded and said, "I will report these to the leader."
Jin Zhixing didn't feel that he was at a disadvantage. If the other party couldn't find it, it meant that he could change it again. Moreover, he was Xuan Zun, so he wouldn't offend him for a set of exercises.
After all, a cultivator of his level can go anywhere.
But there was something weird about the matter here, and he had to try to figure it out. After walking out of the Taoist temple, he returned to his residence again, and immediately informed Zhang Yu of the matter through the Xuntian Daozhang.
After Zhang Yu heard this, he thought about it for a while. After arriving in this world, he also learned some of the Taoism of this world through the Xuntian Daozhang and made some inferences of his own.
After the transformation from suppression to Dao Ji, each sect has also found its own path, but perhaps it is precisely because of the change in Dao Ji that it is more difficult for the world to accommodate higher powers, those who intend to obtain higher achievements, or who intend to climb
The realm above appeared to be isolated from the world, and some seemingly strange things occurred, such as this square scripture.
He said: "Fellow Taoist Jin, there may be several reasons for this person's absence. First, when Taoist Sansu met you before, he once said that he might forget something when he read this book. He would forget it every time he read it, even himself.
Sometimes I don’t know what I have forgotten.
Then maybe after he knew the discussions that fellow Taoists told him, he couldn't help but read the book again, so he forgot something again, and this time it was very likely that he forgot himself. If he forgot himself, then he would
It will no longer exist, and no one will remember it anymore.”
Jin Zhixing couldn't help but be surprised, this is possible. If Xuanzun forgets himself and believes that he is not there, it is indeed possible that no one can find it in the world. As for whether he really exists, that can only be done by himself.
knew.
Zhang Yudao: "Another possibility is that Sansu himself is not a person, but the sustenance of the Taoist cultivators in the past. It only remains due to obsession. Once the obsession is released, it will disappear on its own, and the Taoist friends will understand the scriptures, so that
It may be his obsession that the scriptures can be interpreted by future generations in the world."
Jin Zhixing thought about it and nodded unconsciously. Recalling his exchange with San Su, he felt that this conjecture was quite possible.
Zhang Yu added: "In addition, there is another reason. Only those with corresponding Taoist practices can enter the Taoist temple. After Sansu obtained the scriptures through contemplation, he may have improved himself, and may have surpassed his Taoist friends because of this.
If you don't do enough, you will never see him again."
Jin Zhixing thought for a while and said: "Tingzhi said before that there may be a third book in that scripture, which may involve the clues that Tingzhi is looking for. If so, then my subordinates can't find the third one."
Have you read the scriptures?"
Zhang Yu thought for a while and said: "That's not necessarily the case. If the person died due to the first two reasons I mentioned, but he died on his own, then the Taoist temple should still be there, and we can still try to find it. If it is the third reason, it is just
My fellow Taoist has not cultivated enough, so I can’t see it for the time being. My fellow Taoist can continue to practice patiently, and when I place my spiritual energy on it, I will be able to see it again.”,
When Jin Zhixing heard this, he said: "But Tingzhi, if we are in Tianxia, my subordinates may still have some confidence, but the world is different. If Jin is looking for a way to send the void, I don't know how long it will take, and it may not be possible."
…”
Zhang Yudao: "Fellow Taoist Jin, there is no need to be impatient. I will deduce a method for you later. If there is anything unclear about your practice, you can come and ask me."
Jin Zhixing became excited when he heard the words. He stood up across the Xuntian Daozhang, saluted heavily and said: "Yes, Tingzhi values his subordinates so much, how dare they not try their best!"
After Zhang Yu explained, he collected his thoughts and came back. At this moment, the attendant outside the ring hall came to the door, bowed and saluted: "Mr. Tao, the envoy who claims to have arrived from the Capital of Light is here again, and he has brought many gifts.
.”
Zhang Yu said quietly: "No, I returned all the gifts."
The attendant responded and returned outside. He politely turned away the middle-aged man outside the door and said, "Please take your things back with you. Mr. Tao is in retreat and does not see outsiders."
The middle-aged man was greatly disappointed. He didn't take back the gifts and went back to the guest house.
Mr. Chen asked with a gloomy face: "You still can't see this person?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said, "Sir, that Mr. Tao didn't see me at all, and he refused to accept the gifts I sent."
Mr. Chen snorted. His plan to divide and disintegrate did not go well at the beginning. Before that, he went to see Yin Huan Ting and gave many gifts, secretly promising and implying many things.
However, Yin Huanting greeted him with a smile on the surface and accepted all the gifts, but when he turned around, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and it was no different from before.
Similarly, he also tried to find some other more important mystical cultivators, but the methods he used to think were invincible did not work on these people at all.
At this time, he murmured: "It's not normal, it's not normal."
He felt trapped in an invisible prison net, and all his past experiences seemed to be useless and something was wrong. At the same time, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, not knowing what the problem was.
The middle-aged man said: "Sir, what should we do?"
Mr. Chen said in a deep voice: "There is still one person. As long as we can win over this person, the rest will be nothing. Zhu Zonghu's biggest reliance will also be lost."
He took out a red crystal jade from his sleeve, which was given to him by King Xi. It was a magic weapon that could be used to communicate with the upper-level power closest to him.
There is a dazzling red light blooming on it at this moment, which shows that there is indeed a higher-level power nearby. This should be the one who defeated Feng Daoren before. If this person can be found and persuaded to surrender to King Xi, then all situations will be
All will be reversed.
Although this matter was difficult, he was ordered to come here. If he could not get even one thing done and went back like this, King Xi would definitely not be able to spare him, so he had to take the risk and give it a try.
He carefully placed the jade on the table, took a few steps back, and started to communicate. After a while, the jade trembled slightly.
After the battle with Feng Daoren, Yao Zhenjun went back to digest the gains from the battle, and had been in seclusion. Only at this moment, she suddenly felt a burst of energy that seemed to be communicating with her. She was curious, and when she sensed it, there was a
The sword shined through.
Mr. Chen was waiting there with anxiety in his heart, and at the same time, he held tightly to a jade pendant on his body. This thing could isolate the power of the upper realm and peek into the heart.
Although he had met many high-level Taoists and creation alchemists, they had all bowed to the influence of King Xi. This was not the case with the one opposite him. He was not sure how he would be punished. If he met someone with a bad temper,
Yes, if he felt disturbed, he might just kill him directly.
After waiting for a while, he suddenly saw a flash of light in front of him, and a figure appeared there. Although his face was blurry, he could vaguely make out a young and beautiful woman.
He immediately bowed straightly and said, "Are you the superior who guards the Mianlu City? My surname is Chen, and I am a counselor under King Xi."
Yao Zhenjun asked curiously: "Are you looking for me? What's the matter?"
Mr. Chen composed himself and said: "I came to visit Zhu Zonghu in the name of King Xi of the Hao clan, and I was even ordered to visit the Supreme Lord to convey King Xi's goodwill..."
He saw that Yao Zhenjun listened patiently to him and did not make any other moves, and he felt more confident. "King Xi specifically confessed that no matter what conditions Zhu Zonghu asked the Supreme Being, he was willing to pay more..."
Yao Zhenjun asked: "The person who came last time, um, that cultivator who practices evil methods, was he sent by you?"
Mr. Chen said in a deep voice: "Yes, that is Feng Zhidao. There are many people like this under King Xi. If the Mianlu City Region is still stubborn, then King Xi will send more..."
Yao Zhenjun said happily: "Yes, I understand." Then her light and shadow suddenly disappeared.
Mr. Chen was a little confused when he saw her leaving suddenly. What did this mean? Was this considered a promise to him or a rejection?
Yao Zhenjun's thoughts changed quickly and he was in a very happy mood. According to what the messenger said, as long as the Mianlu City Region continues to resist, more powerful opponents will come looking for him in the future.
She gently flicked the long sword resting on her knees, and the radiant sword immediately let out a soft cry of joy.