Chapter 52 On the top of the cliff, stone pillars gather fire
With the help of the pure state of "Dao Qi inside, pure mind and dust removal", Chen Mou deliberately guided the energy breath and spiritual power to impact the closed sea of consciousness, repeated dozens of times, and opened up a hazy and illusory place.
, about ten feet in size.
What holds a thin layer of mist-like smoke beneath the sea of consciousness is the power of the soul, also known as spiritual power.
He also tried to condense the power of the soul into spiritual consciousness in one go. He had experience in releasing the power of the soul and turned it into sword energy. He was in a state of extreme inner peace. It felt like it didn't take much time and he succeeded after several attempts.
My heart felt happy, and I came out of the pure state in a trance.
Chen Mou opened his eyes, stood up with a smile, and the harvest was beyond his expectation.
I once heard Fan Laodao and several visiting monks boasting about their abilities to each other over drinks. One said that it took him eight months to open up the sea of consciousness and condense his spiritual consciousness, and the other said that it took him three months to condense his spiritual consciousness. From what they said, it seemed pretty impressive.
An incredible achievement.
Could he, a genius who opened up the sea of consciousness and condensed his spiritual consciousness in one night, put his hands on his hips and point his finger and say arrogantly, "Everyone here is rubbish?"
Can't float, can't float.
Just close the door by yourself, make a fortune in silence and feel good in secret. It is not easy to make it public.
When the vision is high, there are no obstacles, and there are clear waves where the source of the heart is open.
His goal to catch up should be Senior Sister Ning and Senior Brother Gu who are building the foundation. Although they are in the company of casual cultivators in the city, they have taken different paths.
He thought extravagantly that it would be great if he could master the method of entering the realm of purity at any time.
Walking out of the cave passage, the mountain breeze outside is cool and the sun is shining brightly.
He practiced in a very quiet state and didn't feel the passage of time. Almost two hours had passed. He glanced at the cliff above, covered with clouds and fog. After some time, he mastered flying with a sword and climbed to the top of the mountain in the dark weather.
Take a look.
What kind of dangerous scenery is it?
In the next few days, the Chinese New Year and the holidays will be busy, so the schoolwork and study will be slightly reduced.
The lectures at Lundaotang have been suspended for a long time and will not start until after the Lantern Festival.
We had dinner together with the newly moved Mo Fu family in the evening. The maids from this family today and from his family the next quickly got together and made an appointment to go to the top of the mountain to visit the shops during the New Year.
Ying'er is older, so she takes the lead and takes the lead.
The Chinese New Year is a lively and joyful time, and thieves have to stop for a few days.
The street is bright and colorful, and the female customers are as colorful as clouds.
Chen Mou went to pay his New Year greetings to shopkeeper Hong with gifts, so he could only hang out with Brother Mo.
When drinking on the fifth night of the Lunar New Year, Mo Fu sent the maid who was serving him to the kitchen. He came closer and whispered with a wicked smile: "Brother, do you still remember Xiu'er who used to have a bookstall in Dongfang? She had a very prominent figure.
that."
He made exaggerated gestures with his hands in front of his chest.
"Remember, her brother had an accident last year, so why bring her up during the Chinese New Year?"
Chen Mou put down his wine cup. He often went to the market. He saw Meng Tianxiu across the street last year and felt very bad. Later he heard some rumors that Meng Tianxiu was running an ancient business.
Everyone has his own way, and he doesn't have any ideas.
"Oh, brother, do you know the market? Why are you pretending to be with me? I heard from the old village leader that the woman keeps having customers every night, no matter how old or young, and she charges three spiritual stones. Qianxiu Tower sent someone to look for her.
I don’t know what means she used to settle the trouble caused by Qianxiu Tower, and business continued as usual."
Mo Fu said with great joy.
Chen Mou smiled and said: "If you want to join us, I will give you three spiritual stones as a treat."
Mo Fu's face straightened up and he said: "You are looking down on my brother too much. I would rather go to Qianxiu Tower to listen to music and drink." He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me the spiritual stone for the treat."
"You don't even want to go, but you still want to get the spiritual stone. You're not drunk. You're thinking too beautifully."
Chen Mou laughed and teased.
He knew that Brother Mo was just a mean talker and would not really take care of Meng Tianxiu's business.
Regardless of whether the poor woman was forced into prostitution or she surrendered herself to depravity, can we all go to a meeting?
After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Mou returned to his rigid and repetitive cultivation life.
Mo Fu was also busy and had no time to visit. He was serving as an errand for the sect, and he also learned the ancient spiritual planting technique. He spent the whole day in the field he was responsible for, even though he was not the one to cultivate the spiritual rice seedlings.
During the season, wheat, corsage and other spiritual fruit trees were planted in the sect's spiritual fields. There were spiritual plants that were about to enter the flowering stage. He wanted to apply what he had learned and try it with other flowers first.
Very busy. Very busy.
The outer disciples who were so busy that he was sent out at the same time were astonished. Is that what happened?
No matter how hard you try to show it, it's all in vain, and the elders of the sect can't see it.
It is better to spend more time practicing or enjoying.
Chen Mou spent many days refining the sword with his spiritual consciousness, learned the art of wielding it, and tried to fly with the sword in the stone hall of the cave that was more than ten feet wide. It was common to bump into the wall, and he got used to it.
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On the ninth day of the lunar month, it was raining heavily in autumn outside the cave in another world, and the mountain mist was shrouded.
Chen Mou was dressed in a black suit that made it easy for him to move around. He used his hands and feet to grab bushes, branches or rock protrusions, and used his light body technique to easily climb up the rock wall like a spiritual ape.
His spiritual consciousness can be extended about three feet, but it is not very useful at the moment and consumes mental energy.
With his keen sense, he was alert to the movements up, down, left and right. After a while, he pressed his whole body against the cold and slippery rock wall, listening and observing for a while.
There was also an unexpected gain on the way. I found two spiritual medicinal herbs growing in the rock crevices, namely Purple Leaf Ginseng and Polygonatum Polygonatum. Judging from the concentration of spiritual energy, it is estimated that they are two hundred years old.
He was not in a hurry to dig out, as there were bushes and bushes to cover him, so he stayed on the rock wall for now.
When he goes to Xuanduguan in the future, he might be able to put it to great use. It would be a huge loss to sell it to a drugstore now at a low price.
The higher we climbed to the top of the mountain, the mountain wind was biting and there was thin ice on the rock walls.
There is no vegetation, and there is almost no place to rely on.
He pulled out the dagger from his sleeve, pierced the smooth ice wall and continued to climb up. He found a cave that was suitable for shelter. He went in to rest for a while, left a copper coin in the cave, replenished some dry food and dried meat, and set off again.
Twice he was almost swept away by the fierce mountain wind, but he quickly reacted and stayed close to the ice wall to avoid it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Passing through the fog, the moment you reach the top, the wind stops raining and the sun shines.
My eyes suddenly opened up and the fog magically disappeared.
On top of the cliff is an unimaginably huge flat stone flat. The ground is as smooth as colorful glass. It is dim in color under the sun, as if it has lost its spirituality and is covered with dirt and dust without reflection.
Chen Mou went from being tense and ready to escape to slowly relaxing.
He also didn't expect the scene on the top of the mountain to be like this. Except for a dozen pillars standing in the middle several miles away, the sky was bare and vast as far as the eye could see. Not to mention the traces of human beings and monsters, not even a single bird feather.
Standing on the top of the seemingly insignificant peak, with the clear blue sky seemingly within arm's reach, and overlooking the hundreds of miles of mountains, Chen Mou felt a surge of pride in his heart.
I seemed to hear the faint murmur of scriptures coming from nowhere.
He quickly collected his mind and recited the "Qing Jing Sutra" silently to calm down.
His cultivation level is not high, but he is cautious enough. No one knows what unexpected traps and tests are hidden on the seemingly peaceful and weird peak?
If it triggers a hallucination in your mind, you will jump off the cliff without knowing it, and you will not die in a daze.
He moved farther away from the edge of the cliff, and the faint sound of the scriptures disappeared.
Cautiously walking all the way to the middle, there are sixteen thick stone pillars that can be hugged by three people. They are entwined and carved with various figures of strange birds and monsters. They are about thirty feet high and have stood silently for countless years.
With his profound professional knowledge of archeology, Chen Mou half-guessed and half-guessed the figures of monsters from other worlds, such as the Suzaku, the Prisoner Ox, the Yazu, the Black Tortoise, the White Tiger, the Suan Ni, the Qiongqi, and the Qinglong. They were the same as those he had memorized before.
There are some differences.
The stone pillars are scattered in two circles and arranged like a formation, covering an area of 300 feet.
He did not dare to walk into the stone pillar array easily, and walked around the outside, carefully observing the ground and stone pillars.
The sun has reached noon without realizing it, and the shadow of the stone pillar gradually shrinks to a little bit.
A golden flame suddenly appeared in the air, bright, dazzling, and blazing, about five feet high from the glazed ground, falling downwards, and dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
By the time the golden flame thread touched the ground, there was only a little remnant left.
The glazed floor gradually lit up with layers of flame light, showing colorful colors, gorgeous and mysterious, as if spirituality came to life, spreading out one after another.
It quickly faded and faded again until it returned to normal and the abnormality completely disappeared. The whole process took less than ten breaths.
Chen Mou opened his eyes in surprise and thought. The golden flame that appeared just now seemed to be the "seven-ray fire" condensed from the essence of the sun. It is the most powerful sun and is an extremely good thing for monks who practice fire.
On the glazed floor between the stone pillars, there were huge and complex runes composed of flames of various colors. He had little knowledge and could not recognize them.
He raised his head and looked at the sun above him, and then looked around at the huge stone pillars standing silently. He speculated that the golden flame just now was caused by the condensed sunlight from the stone pillar array.
He decided to observe for a few more days and read some classics about Qiyao Fire.
No matter how good something is, you still have to enjoy it.
Don't know anything, just rush in to grab the opportunity with a blind eye, you will often bring trouble to yourself.
There's no one to compete with him, so what's the rush?