The first thousand two hundred and ninetieth chapters
Chapter 1,290 Asking for the Truth
In the early morning, some people stood on the bluestone or sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, breathing out the essence of heaven and earth. White pillars of air spurted out from their mouths and noses, making thunderous sounds.
In the tenth holy city of the human race, even a child knows some methods of refining qi. There are many masters among the indigenous people who have been practicing diligently.
In the tenth city of the human race, the streets were very wide and paved with bluestones. At this time, a flash flood erupted, and the sound of horse hooves sounded like a tsunami, spreading throughout the entire ancient road.
The morning light is brilliant, shining throughout the city. The morning is full of vitality. A large number of monks are setting off to go to the living planet below.
There are many monks stranded here, conservatively estimated to be in the thousands. All of them are extraordinary in strength, and some are unfathomable.
Some people have never been defeated since they set foot on the ancient road to the stars. They are called the kings among men. They stop here and never go on the road, hoping to get a chance that defies heaven.
Ye Fan was riding a dragon horse, among the crowd, rushing towards the square. People were coming and going, the ancient beasts were screaming, and the blood was blocking the sun.
The gathering of so many strong men made the square in the Tenth City solemn and full of fighting spirit, just like a million lions gathering together, shaking the world.
"Be careful with everything, I won't say much else." The missionaries were led to open the seal of the ancient city. Teams of monks stepped up to the sky, walked out of the magic circle, and entered outer space.
Barbaric beasts, ancient birds, and a large number of powerful men all marched towards the mysterious ancient land without giving in.
Rumble
Like a torrent of steel, the entire sky trembled. A group of iron cavalry rode across the sky, rumbling and shaking, making people's hearts tremble.
All the heroes came together, and this was the first time in so many years that they had such a unified purpose. Like a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals coming out of the gate, descending towards the ancient stars below, the clouds and mist they brought were mixed with the sound of Taoism, and the atmosphere was majestic.
The clouds and mist are surging, carrying mounts descending one after another. Strong fluctuations spread in all directions, and no group of people is mediocre.
The arrival of so many strong men from the human race, and the horses riding down in the sky, naturally alarmed many powerful creatures below, and they all paid close attention, implying murderous intent.
The mountains and rivers are becoming clearer and clearer. The towering Magic Mountain is covered with mist. Several bone palaces can be seen in this area, and the evil spirit is rolling up.
"This is the dojo of a wild fox who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. It has devoured many invading testers. Its strength is unfathomable. No one is willing to provoke it so far."
Obviously, this is a forbidden dojo. It is said that this wild fox is probably a holy beast king. He has cultivated the Ten Heavens and Eight Desolations Ten Thousand Demons Art. He is revered in this area and cannot be shaken for thousands of years.
Many monks were unwilling to provoke him when they were not in the right state. They avoided this forbidden area, rode their mounts, and headed for distant areas, deep into the mountains.
Avoiding this area, when the altitude is relatively low, the sound of apes and tigers roaring can be heard in the wilderness, which is deafening.
Below, the mountains are verdant, with towering ancient trees. Some old vines have grown for who knows how many years. They grow around the mountains like horned dragons and across several peaks.
"Ouch..."
Deep in the mountains, the roar of the Holy Beast King sounded, and all the birds and beasts trembled, each one trembling, not daring to appear.
Ye Fan was shocked. This is indeed a primitive ancient land with many powerful creatures. There are some forbidden areas that cannot be easily set foot in.
The closer you get to the earth, the stronger the spiritual energy becomes. It almost turns into liquid and penetrates into the human body. You can clearly see many old medicines growing and taking root in the cracks in the rocks and cliffs.
When they arrived on the ground, many monks dispersed and entered various primitive secret lands and different areas.
This ancient star is very large and has no boundaries. It is enough for these monks to spread out. The vast land that we just saw is just a corner. There are many mysterious and unknown areas at the end of the horizon.
Ye Fan gallops forward to find his own place of enlightenment. He focuses on self-cultivation and will not waste time.
The dragon and horse walked through an ancient land and encountered several terrifying monsters. There was no conflict. It was obvious that the ancient beasts did not want to provoke the strong humans.
"ah……"
After traveling for more than 40,000 miles, screams were heard, beasts roared to the sky, there was a fierce battle ahead, demonic energy was surging, sword energy was rising into the sky, and many monks were fleeing.
"The nine-tailed crocodile dragon went crazy and devoured more than a dozen monks." Someone escaped, and the place was in chaos. Landslides and ground cracked, and large mountains were razed to the ground.
A golden divine crocodile lies across the sky, hundreds of feet long, as if made of gold, shaped like a crocodile, with nine tails and a dragon head. Its golden mouth opens and closes, crushing a group of monks, and the blood mist fills the air.
This is a killing field, a forbidden area belonging to a sacred beast, and outsiders are not allowed to set foot on it.
After a short time, the place became quiet. The nine-tailed crocodile dragon returned to its nest, fell into the water, and disappeared.
When Ye Fan arrived at the battlefield, the battle was over. The monks who escaped did not look back and just left.
"Practice in this place." Ye Fan stopped. It was adjacent to a vast and vast lake and lived in a cottage dozens of miles away. It was very clean.
That golden divine crocodile is very powerful. It is definitely a strong one among the ancient saints. Ordinary monks dare not approach it. With such an evil neighbor, I believe not many people will come here to disturb it.
Others were searching for human ancestors, emperor scriptures, mysterious ancient treasures, etc., and went in and out of many secret places that were not open to the public. However, Ye Fan ignored these and concentrated on cultivating Taoism.
There is some wind coming out of the tenth city, and a few people are discussing that there may be a crisis on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, and there may be a war in the near future.
All the heroes are enriching themselves and strengthening themselves, and so is Ye Fan, but he is not looking for ancestral artifacts, imperial monuments, etc., or borrowing foreign objects, but cultivating his own Taoism.
There are rumors that incredible beings such as the Holy Spirit may take action to break the ancient path of the human race. In this context, becoming stronger is the only correct choice for the trialists.
In front of the hut, there are a few ancient trees and a piece of bluestone. It is very simple, with some wild herbs growing there.
In this dense place where spiritual energy quickly turns into liquid, Longma took a bite of a purple-flashing fire scale fruit on the left and a 20,000-year-old Bixia grass on the right. He was very leisurely.
It takes the elixir while cultivating its own Tao, enlightening the Tao and moving forward unhurriedly, quite naturally following the Tao, doing as it pleases
Ye Fan sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone in front of the hut, meditating on enlightenment, practicing his own Dharma, and not caring about worldly affairs. The sound of chanting sutras came from his body, and several secret realms glowed together.
Over the years, the Tao in his heart has already had a direction. He meditates on it all the time. All that is left is to create his own path.
Although the Dao Jing, Taiyin Immortal Sutra, Xihuang Sutra, Taiyang Immortal Sutra, etc. are mostly one volume, not a whole volume, when combined together, they also allow him to complete the five secret realms.
Following his own path cannot be achieved overnight. As early as many years ago, he was thinking about his future path and gained a deeper understanding after becoming a saint.
Now, step by step, he has established his own path and clearly understood his path. Ye Fan feels like he is gradually clearing away the clouds and seeing the blue sky, feeling suddenly enlightened.
Especially this year, I have gained the most
Chapter after chapter, ancient characters jumped out and swirled around him, turning this place into a piece of Taoist soil.
Looking from afar, Dao characters one after another were densely covered in the void, as if they were made of metal. They were brilliant and full of complex meanings, making him look like a fairy.
The method of cultivating the holy body alone in the secret realm also emerged at the same time. The ancient sutras rumbled and echoed in the heart, making Ye Fan's body shine brightly and emit the true sound of Taoism.
After the lineage of the Holy Body reaches the Holy Realm, it needs to rebuild the five secret realms of Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Four Poles, Dragon Transformation, and Immortal Platform before it can finally reach perfection.
This is something that must be faced. Since becoming a saint, he has been immersed in it, comprehending the way of the Holy Body, and understanding the various methods in it.
Every secret realm of his is glowing, and the Holy Body cultivation method is operating on its own, emitting bursts of Taoism, majestic and dazzling.
Ancient characters jumped out of the body one by one, and each secret realm was filled with light, like clear Taoist platforms, blooming with immortal brilliance.
In fact, when he was still a young monk, he obtained the Holy Body's specialization method at the site of the Holy Cliff's Dacheng Holy Body, and he has become very familiar with it over the years.
Although he cannot practice without becoming a saint, he has been thinking about it, deducing it in his mind, and has various ideas.
Now, nothing can stop his footwork
At this time, the Taoist scriptures, the Sun Immortal Sutra, the holy body specialization method, etc. were chanting together and blending together, making the chanting sound even more grand.
Ye Fanxiu has several ancient scriptures, and he also specializes in Holy Body practice. He does not want to follow the path of his predecessors. He wants to create his own way and cultivate hundreds of scriptures. So many years of hard thinking must be turned into a furnace to transform and sublimate.
Over the years, he has been diligent in his practice, constantly thinking, and clearly understanding his own path, without wasting an inch of time.
Especially this year, he has consolidated his holy realm and figured out his own path. This is a process of asking one's mind and seeking the truth. It is of far-reaching significance and great importance for future achievements.
Realizing in loneliness, calming down and searching in boredom, the fog in his heart is blown away, and his path becomes clearer.
Over the years, he has spent a lot of time meditating. During those years, he has not made any progress in his Taoism. However, Ye Fan believes that these efforts are the most valuable. Asking one's mind and seeking the Tao is a crucial accumulation and precipitation process.
After reading hundreds of scriptures, he finally wanted to escape and find his own way. After years of quiet enlightenment and reflection, he became more determined on his own path.
At this time, Ye Fan looked more and more majestic, like a god and demon sitting cross-legged, with his black hair disheveled, meditating with his eyes closed, his body as bright as made of divine gold, and the five secret realms bloomed with immeasurable fairy light, full of immortal aura.
In his body, it was like there were three thousand Buddhas singing in meditation, and it was like there were three thousand demon lords roaring in anger, rotating around him, and the avenue roared continuously.
The ancient scriptures that Ye Fan had practiced, as well as the specialized cultivation methods of the Holy Body lineage, were all roaring, like Taoist bodies chanting sutras one after another. They were profound and unpredictable, integrated into his flesh and blood, making his bones resonate.
In his body, it seems that there are Taoism and immortals one after another. I am chanting sutras, constantly blending, constantly blending. All the scriptures and mysteries are blended together to evolve the ultimate Taoism.
The road that belongs to him, the Tao that belongs to him, is taking shape step by step, and will appear in the world. It will be different. He will create his own ancient scriptures.
For a time, there were great winds and thunders in the sky and the earth, lightning and thunder, and various visions appeared frequently. It seemed that the heaven was feeling it and was shaken by it.