Zhuang Wudao was silent. He had indeed sensed the world of the netherworld that was opposite to the living world and co-existed like a flower.——
The higher the cultivation level, the clearer the induction will be when entering concentration, and it is impossible to ignore it and forget it. No wonder those who practice well will do everything possible to leave blood descendants for themselves.
Closing his eyes again, Zhuang Wudao fell into deep thought. But half a moment later, Zhuang Wudao had an idea. The 'Ink Spirit' on his shoulder immediately sensed it and flew into his hand.
Zhuang Wudao's pupils also split suddenly and transformed into two pupils again. At the same time, a thought was also placed on 'Mo Ling.
The scene in front of Zhuang Wudao also changed drastically in an instant, turning into black and white. White is life, black is death. There are countless lines and countless overlapping images.
It’s like overlapping two paintings with roughly the same sceneries but partially different scenes——
This is what the three-legged crow sees, which is completely different from human vision——
"What a weird world——"
The underworld that Zhuang Wudao saw through the eyes of the three-legged crow was too weird and almost abstract. Many things were simply incomprehensible.
Just because the three-legged crow itself does not completely belong to the netherworld and the death realm. It is said that it is neither life nor death, but in fact it is biased towards the life realm.
Therefore, the eyes of the underworld can see that the world of death is actually incomplete, not even half of it. It has no realm, insufficient cultivation, and is not a dead person. Many things there are incomprehensible and feel absurd. What's more, it's just this underworld.
In the eyes of the crow, half of the world is incomplete.
Fortunately, Zhuang Wudao has no intention or ability to understand this land of death for the time being. His purpose is just to use the magical power of the three-legged crow to plant demonic seeds in reincarnation.
However, at this altitude of 50,000 feet, it is impossible for a soul to be reincarnated. Zhuang Wudao thought for a moment, then drove the three-legged crow with his mind to fly out of the Ziwu Xuanyang ship, carrying the five groups of demon seeds.
It was night at this time, but the free true fire of the sun and the strong wind were still huge. Especially the bright moon above, in addition to the power of the lunar star, still cast a lot of the power of the sun.
Ordinarily, even the Yuanshen realm monks would not dare to travel alone in this 50,000-foot-high wind layer.
However, the three-legged crow is different. It can fly freely outside the ship. All birds and monsters have the power to control the wind, and those strong winds are helpless.
As for the power of the lunar star and the true fire of the sun, they cannot be harmed at all. The legendary three-legged crow was originally the product of the intercourse between an immortal king-level three-legged golden crow and another lunar innate god in ancient times.
He has the same power of the Taiyin and Sun, but his talent is even higher than that of the Three-Legged Golden Crow and the Taiyin Innate God. However, because he was tabooed by his parents, they deprived him of the magical power of the Taiyin and the Sun.
However, after all, it has the first level of a divine beast, close to the origin of the avenue. The bloodline did not fall, but instead derived the power of life and death, which also controls 'yin and yang.
However, although the three-legged crow does not have the magical power of the power of the lunar sun, the ordinary lunar star power and the true fire of the sun cannot do anything to hurt it.
The natural thunder and lightning generated by the sky and the earth are a bit of a headache. But Zhuang Wudao has his own way. With a spiritual thought, he asks for help from Master Jiefa who is in charge of the Ziwu Xuanyang Ship. When the three-legged crow flew out of the Ziwu Xuanyang Ship
At that moment, a layer of thunder light enveloped his body, protecting the ink spirit as he walked through it.
It entered the sky and fell straight down. This little guy rarely flew alone in the sky. Until recently, at an altitude of 50,000 feet, he was released by Zhuang Wudao for a period of time every day. Everyone on the boat,
Many Yuanshen monks are extremely familiar with it, so no one can stop it.
But at the same time, Zhuang Wudao also received a warning from Master Jifa - not to harm innocent creatures and contaminate karma.
Zhuang Wudao was silent. He thought that the blood sacrifices he had made with Zhuang Xiaohu not long ago were watertight and silent. However, he never thought that he could hide the secret of the festival.
It's just that the two masters and disciples understand each other tacitly. Once you enter the demonic path, it is difficult to escape. The demonic addiction after the blood sacrifice, even if Zhuang Wudao suppresses it well and completely refines the demonic evil in the body, cannot cut it off. At most, it can only
The onset of addiction is only extended and postponed.
The key point of Master Jiefa's warning is also to 'not be contaminated with karma,' rather than not to harm innocent creatures. Although the latter is not an additional thing, what Jiefa values more is his disciple.
"My master is really embarrassing -"
Zhuang Wudao gave a wry smile and continued to attach his mind to the three-legged dark crow. Originally, the mind of the golden elixir monk could not leave his body too far, but the ink spirit was different. It was his natal spiritual beast, which was equivalent to his avatar.
Generally speaking, as long as the distance is within 30,000 miles, it can be sensed. Once Mo Ling has advanced to the golden elixir, the distance can be even further.
Going all the way south, flying 2,300 miles away, Zhuang Wudao saw dense human traces. Searching around, Zhuang Wudao's heart suddenly moved, and the three-legged crow immediately understood its meaning and glided
, fell on the window eaves in a small city.
Inside, a pregnant woman in her twenties was frowning and vomiting. Zhuang Wudao's spiritual thoughts were sensing the belly of the pregnant woman. The three-legged crow was also staring at the woman's belly.
Looking at the belly.
At this time, changes are taking place in the head of the fetus in the abdomen. There, the gap between life and death seems to no longer exist. An extremely pure, white paper-like, and extremely weak Yuan Shen is
It penetrates little by little and becomes one with the fetus.
"It turns out that when the fetus is conceived, there is no soul at first. It is not until three months later that the brain develops and takes shape, and then the new soul is attracted to reincarnation. The human head is the leader of the six yangs, which is indeed good——
"
"There is also blood. Only when the blood of men and women blend together can they attract innate spirits and create living beings. The blood of humans and the blood of all beasts are indeed what the Taoist books say are the closest to the mysteries of heaven and earth and the origin of the Tao. There are countless hidden things.
Mysterious. No wonder the monks in the world are striving to return themselves to their innate nature and get closer to the beginning——"
"The reason why human fetuses are favored by demon cultivators far more than monsters and beasts. It is because human blood is the most powerful in the world and is closer to the origin of heaven. Therefore, before birth, it can gather in the mother's womb.
To get more innate spirits.”
"Why is it said that human beings are the spirits of all things and are loved by heaven and earth? In fact, it is not that the human race is originally favored by the power of heaven and earth. It is that since the human race has spiritual intelligence, it has fought with heaven, earth, and hundreds of ancient races.
result."
"Since the beginning of the tribulation, the human race has produced the most powerful people. The two sects of Taoism and Buddhism are the most dominant in the world. In Yun'er's memory, there are more than 200 peerless immortal kings in the human race, and there are even fewer immortal kings. These powerful people
The power of the bloodline left by Da Neng is also superior to any other clan. Even the Dragon and Phoenix clan is far from being able to compare with it."
"However, the way of heaven makes up for what is lacking, and what you gain must be lost. Just like the ancestors of dragons and phoenixes, they are born powerful. Pure-blood dragons and phoenixes, after they are born, have the strength of second-level or even third-level monsters. However, it is difficult to give birth.
, the tribe has never had many people. The human race is also because of the power of their own bloodline, which is too many and too complex. The power of the tyrannical bloodline is unknown. The conflict affects each other. Instead, it has no effect, and the power of the bloodline is latent in the body.
, difficult to trigger.”
Zhuang Wudao had a clear understanding in his heart, and felt that his Taoist mind had become much clearer. However, he still had doubts in his heart.
Those souls are not reincarnated through the eye of reincarnation, so where is the eye of reincarnation?
With this thought, the world the three-legged crow saw began to change.
The color of black and white, the realm of life and death, disappeared without a trace before its eyes, and a huge whirlpool appeared in Zhuang Wudao's field of vision.
Including the heaven and the earth, there are countless tens of thousands of square meters, which are rotating slowly and irreversibly. Between life and death, across the two realms, it is like a huge disk, rotating and crushing. The momentum is huge and magnificent, indescribably majestic and vast.
.
There are countless star points dotted on it. Look carefully, aren't these star points the souls?
"Is this the Eye of Reincarnation?"
Zhuang Wudao's original imagination in his heart was completely shattered. He originally thought that the so-called Eye of Reincarnation was just a larger pool or something like a whirlpool. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be so powerful that it seemed to be a majestic existence that could swallow the sky.
.
Isn't there an extremely absurd feeling in my heart? Is it really possible for someone to master the Eye of Reincarnation like this?
After thinking about it carefully, Zhuang Wudao felt relieved. If he was really controlled by those aristocratic families, wouldn't all the monks in the world belong to these aristocratic families?
Counting the past hundreds of thousands of years, the number of highly talented monks among the major sects and casual cultivators is still far higher than that of the Yan family and the four major aristocratic families.
It's probably just a little bit involved at most, and it's really ridiculous to talk about 'control'.
But then Zhuang Wudao got a headache and his eyes looked troubled.
He has already found the Eye of Reincarnation, and he also knows some of the mysteries of reincarnation, but how can he find those seeds of infatuation to use as his cauldron and plant demonic seeds?
Zhuang Wudao was at a loss, looking at the Eye of Reincarnation with Mo Ling's eyes. These souls came from the opposite side of the whirlpool. During this reincarnation, all memories and all consciousness were absorbed by this irresistible force.
The power of heaven and earth was completely ground to pieces and disappeared without a trace.
And some weak souls were even crushed to pieces and destroyed directly in the Eye of Reincarnation.
How should he find his suitable cauldron among these blank souls?
Just when he had a headache, Mo Ling suddenly let out a clear cry, and then his whole body became insubstantial. The feathers all over his body were covered with the aura of gray death.
Then he flapped his wings again, and he actually flew into the Eye of Reincarnation.
Zhuang Wudao's heart was slightly shaken, and he realized that this was the three-legged crow, which had the magical power to cross the world of life and death. However, before he could observe it carefully, a memory picture that did not belong to him appeared in Zhuang Wudao's mind.