Two hundred and sixteenth chapter sacrifices to seek muddy
In the outer void, on a certain deserted star, between two gray peaks, there is a rough stone altar.
Ying Chong stood in front of the altar. Behind him were several monks from Shangchentian. These people had high and low levels of merit. He looked at the altar for a few times, then stepped forward to inspect it himself, and then stepped away.
After a few steps, he said: "Huai Wu."
A middle-aged monk stood out from the crowd, bowed and said: "Master, I am pregnant with Wu here. Please give me your instructions."
Ying Chong said: "Did you understand what Jin Zhixing said in the past?"
The middle-aged monk said: "Yes, these disciples understand what Jin Xuanzun said these days, and the disciples also learned it."
Ying Chong said: "Then let's get started. I will forgive your guilt, take good care of your descendants, and promise you that all descendants of your Huai family for ten generations can join my ancestor's sect as direct descendants."
The middle-aged monk lowered his head and said, "Yes." He raised his head again and said, "Disciple will do his best."
Ying nodded and said, "Go ahead."
The middle-aged monk bowed again, walked to the altar under the gaze of everyone, and then slowly sat down.
Ying said calmly: "If he fails, you can take his place later."
All the monks present solemnly said yes.
After a long time, everyone suddenly discovered that a black mist rose from the body of the middle-aged monk. This was actually a person who was directly communicating with the Great Chaos, and he prayed without any scruples or leaving any escape routes. From this, he began to slowly transform.
Became a chaotic monster.
At the moment when he completely lost his mind, he tried to communicate with an existence, and the next moment, he turned into a black mist with various hands, feet and eyes crawling around.
All the monks present looked wary and nervous, but Ying Chong had a calm look on his face.
After the chaotic monster squirmed for a long time, it suddenly paused, then turned into black and dispersed, leaving only a circle of black ash on the spot.
After that, there was no movement at all.
A disciple asked: "Master, did you fail?"
Ying Chong looked at the circle of black gray without answering. Then he suddenly felt something. He turned around and saw a man in black clothes and white skin standing there with his sleeves drawn down.
He looked at this person solemnly, shook his sleeves, slapped him, and said, "But Daoist Brother Huo? That's polite."
Huo Heng looked at him playfully and said, "You are a monk from Shangchentian, Ying Chong? Hehe, you have spent so much time calling me here, I am interested in hearing your purpose."
Ying Chong said: "I am calling Fellow Daoist Huo this time because I want to ask Fellow Daoist for some knowledge about the Dao of Chaos."
Huo Heng looked at him and said, "Since you have a request, I think you are willing to pay a certain price. Then let me see what the price is."
Ying Chong said: "In Shangchen Tianzhong, any disciple that Fellow Daoist Huo likes can be chosen by Fellow Daoist Huo and accepted as his disciple."
Huo Heng snarled coldly and said disdainfully: "Joining my way is entirely voluntary. I never force others. Besides, the Avenue of Chaos is the supreme method. Do you think that everyone can enter it?"
What?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Chong apologized sincerely and said, "Fellow Daoist Huo, Ying is ignorant here. Whatever Daoist Huo wants, you can ask for it."
Huo Heng looked at him and said leisurely: "What if I want to win fellow Taoist disciples and you join the Avenue of Chaos?"
Ying Chong said without hesitation: "That's not impossible, but you need to have fellow Taoists show clear evidence that the way of chaos is superior to the method I cultivate, otherwise it won't be convincing."
Huo Heng looked at him playfully and said, "I know what you are thinking, but I don't care about it. Seeing that you are indeed qualified to enter my Dao of Chaos, I will give you some Taoism."
As he spoke, his figure slowly faded away until he disappeared, and where he disappeared, a page of black book appeared out of thin air and floated forward.
Ying Chong stretched out his hand and took the black book in his palm, but his expression was not overjoyed by the thing, but showed a trace of solemnity.
Although he achieved his goal, he knew that Huo Heng had no good intentions when he gave him these things. He was not sure whether he would seriously follow the Avenue of Chaos after seeing these Taoist methods.
He did not look at it immediately, but said in a deep voice: "I need to sit here for a few days to calm my mind and observe this technique. You can go and take care of the surroundings."
The monks responded loudly and went to look around.
Ying Chong sat down and tried to stabilize his Taoist mind. After more than a hundred summer hours, he opened his eyes, then picked up the page of the black book in front of him and read it.
The moment his eyes fell, he seemed to have been struck by something, and his hands trembled slightly, but he was quickly stabilized again.
But as he looked deeper, a dark color gradually appeared in his eyes, and his aura changed from clear to dark. However, this scene only appeared for a while, and then he suppressed it again. But after a moment,
But it reappeared again.
After going back and forth several times, he tried hard to break away from the page of the black book. Then he tried to calm down. After a long time, his aura finally returned to normal.
He pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand, and with the light rising, several jade talismans condensed in front of him, and he said with care: "Huai San, try to send these jade talismans to those people."
A monk heard the sound and came over and took all the jade talismans. He hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, those people are the only dark chess pieces we have."
Ying Chong looked at the inner layer and said: "It has been laid out for hundreds of years just for today. If you don't use it now, how long will it take?"
This time's plan was already being prepared when Shang Chentian was expelled from the inner layer.
All the actions against Tianxia before this can actually be regarded as foreshadowing, some of them have a purpose, and some of them are just used to confuse people's attention.
If this calculation still fails, then Shang Chentian will have no choice but to take the path of Taoist Tianhong recalling the Huanyang Sect.
It was also because of this that he had to find a way to activate all the chess pieces that Shang Chentian had laid down in the past, no matter whether they were useful or not.
Kuisu, Tanquan Prefecture, Chuixing Gonglu.
After finishing their daily discussions, several Xuan cultivators talked about the Zhenxuan discussion that had just passed.
A monk in the audience said: "This year's Dharma discussion was much more exciting than in previous years. The battles between the two sides could be described as back-and-forth. Unlike in the past, our Xuanxiu side mostly lost, and at most it was a draw.
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He then looked at an ordinary-looking middle-aged monk sitting on the seat and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, if you had come earlier this time, and you would have been joined by fellow Taoist Yu Ruiqing and Yu who haven't shown up for a long time, you might have defeated them."
The praying Taoist shook his head and said, "You don't need me to step in. Although the discussion of the law is a draw now, in a few years, the situation may be reversed."
Someone said: "What Fellow Daoist Qi said makes sense. In the past few years, the monks who practice mysticism and Dharma among us have been different every year. But on the side of true cultivation, the same ones back then and the same ones now seem to have not changed much."
Pass."
Some monks agreed: "That's right. Ever since the upper echelons of Xuanting established the Daoist Chapter of Training Heaven, in the past few years, I have had more and more talents in Xuanxiu. The situation of Zhenxuan theory and Dharma being balanced will be put aside."
Decades ago, it was just a thought, but now it is becoming more and more common. If it continues, my mysterious method will definitely defeat it!"
Everyone expressed their agreement.
Qi Daoren said: "Everyone, winning one or two Dharma discussions does not determine anything. We can only truly win if the Dao Dharma prevails over the true Dharma."
After he said this, everyone became quiet. Some people sighed: "However, this road is too difficult. How many people have achieved it now? Nowadays, most of the people in Xuanting are people who have achieved enlightenment through the true method.
How many people will be able to achieve the mystical method? If you want to win, I don’t know how many years it will take.”
Taoist Qi said in a deep voice: "There is more than one path to Xuanfa, and there are many great achievements achieved by this method in Xuanting."
"The method of chaos?"
Many people shook their heads secretly, because this road was also difficult to walk.
Why do the Hunzhang Xuanzuns above Xuanting mostly have achievements in true cultivation? Because although Xuanxiu has advanced quickly, most of them are not practicing enough and cannot control their own nature. If they are not careful, they will be infected by the great chaos.
If you make the slightest mistake, you will be doomed.
The Hunxiu monks are fine on the outer level, but on the inner level, they are often not welcomed by others. Many people cannot live in the continent for a long time, so how can they be willing to take this path?
After Qi Taoist listened silently to the discussion for a while, he stood up, bowed his hands to everyone, and said, "Qi Taoist has something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."
Everyone stood up in return and watched him leave. Just looking at his back, everyone could feel the loneliness and desolation.
Someone sighed: "It's a pity to say that Fellow Daoist Qi is a genius. He has cultivated to the fourth chapter more than a hundred years ago. If everything goes well, he may not be able to be as good as the Xuanzun above.
It’s a pity that decades ago, when I was out on a tour, I encountered an outer monk. It is said that he injured his Taoist priest in order to save a fellow monk, but that fellow monk was not able to be saved because he was too seriously injured.”
Everyone showed regret and said, "It's such a pity."
One of the monks was moved and asked, "Looking at this, does Fellow Daoist Qi want to take another path?"
The man from before said: "Fellow Daoist Qi didn't just have this intention today. This is also a way to get around his shortcomings. But I think he always can't make up his mind. Maybe he can't let go of the obsession in his heart."
After Qi Daoren left the palace hall, he returned to the pavilion where he lived alone.
He walked in as usual, but when he entered the inner room, his eyes froze because there was a jade talisman placed on the table, but he didn't know who left it there or when.
He immediately opened the surrounding restrictions, then walked to the case, picked up the jade talisman, and an idea flowed into his mind.
He murmured: "Is it finally here?" He closed his eyes, then opened them, and solemnly said: "If you receive kindness from others, you must repay it generously!"