In the deepest darkness, Ye Fan sat there, floating alone in the cold universe, never knowing the way forward.
In front of his eyebrows, there is a crescent-shaped pendant floating, motionless, keeping a very stable distance from it, like a magic lamp, shining brightly.
However, this kind of glow is extremely cold and can freeze everything. Several ancient treasures collected by Ye Fan have turned into powder, unable to stop the cold.
In his arms, he held a black gourd, a ball of flame beating, surrounded by nine-colored mist, like a thin layer of smoke.
He is using the nine-color holy flame to fight against the holy power of Taiyin, otherwise he may be turned into a stream of Taiyin energy and cease to exist, and this is far from the core Taiyin.
This is the terrifying power of Taiyin. Once it attacks, it is very difficult to stop it. If the nine-color mist threads were not blazing, it would be impossible to withstand it.
Around Ye Fan, a piece of black mist floats. This is the origin of the universe, the Taiyin. It is always extremely rare in the star field, but there is a large one here.
Like an endless dark cloud, the place was submerged, and the sun's holy power was mighty. It was also for this reason that the crescent-shaped pendant glowed, as if life had been resurrected.
Seen from a distance, it looks like a lunar lamp, fixed in front of Ye Fan's eyebrows, sucking in the lunar lamp and forming a close connection with it.
He secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the inside of the black gourd was like an ancient universe, infinitely vast and could absorb endless nine-color holy flames. Otherwise, it would not be enough to consume.
Taiyin, inheriting the power of Zhiyin from the beginning of the world, has endless murderous intent, cannot be controlled, and is almost impossible to refine, let alone refine the body.
Since ancient times, the number of people who have truly perfected the ancient Taiyin Sutra can be counted on one hand. They are competing with the God of the universe for destiny and good fortune.
Inside the pendant, ancient characters flashed one after another, and then turned into a brand that was vibrating, like the roar of a yellow bell and a big Lu, making people feel like they were undergoing a kind of baptism.
Of course, this is a very terrible baptism, which even the saints cannot bear when they come, and will definitely be activated into Taiyin energy and turned into powder.
This temperature is so low that a slight shock can freeze it for hundreds of thousands of miles, making it impossible to stop its spread. No matter where it is, it will become a barren land and all life will be extinguished.
Ye Fan tried his best to meditate, and with the help of the nine-color fire thread to fight against the power of the twelfth yin, he observed the brand in the pendant and understood it carefully.
Although he had had a premonition, he was still excited when it was actually confirmed that the ancient Taiyin Sutra was contained in it. This was one of the two major mother sutras of the human race, and it was of great benefit to even the ancient emperors before they attained enlightenment.
However, this is still a incomplete scripture, not complete. There are Dao Palace scrolls and Xiantai scrolls, but three volumes are missing, and there is no Taiyin secret technique.
Of course, as long as he has the Sendai Scroll, it is enough. He has already completed the Lun Hai, Tao Palace, Four Poles, and Dragon Transformation, and they are all the most powerful ancient scriptures.
Now, the lunar yin and the sun have gathered together to merge into the Immortal Terrace, which is just the right time for Yin and Yang to complement each other and evolve the legendary supreme Immortal Terrace Technique!
Of course, this is an extravagant hope in the heart. Who can unite these two opposing ancient scriptures since ancient times? Even the ancient saints have made themselves crazy.
"Tai Yin and Sun, whichever is weak is stronger, if Yin and Yang work together, the world will be king."
This ancient saying, like a magic spell, always echoes in Ye Fan's ears. The sound of the curse comes from the crescent moon pendant, making it difficult for him to calm down.
Since ancient times, there have been many hardships in attaining enlightenment, making it impossible to progress. In addition to having great perseverance and great wisdom, one also needs to have supreme luck. Ancient scriptures alone are not enough.
For example, the immortal divine dynasties and the holy places that have existed in the world all have ancient scriptures, but except for the founders, no one in later generations has ever proven the Tao.
It's like you can't walk on a road twice. Those who came before you became enlightened, but those who come after you are blocked, and there is no hope anymore.
However, the Taiyin and the Sun are so special. There is a legend that one can attain enlightenment by practicing together to perfection. As long as one completes these two ancient sutras, one can achieve enlightenment.
In other ancient sutras, even if one reaches the Great Perfection, he may not be able to take the same step as his ancestors. He can only be an existence comparable to a quasi-emperor.
"The lunar yin and the sun work together, and when they reach perfection, they can become emperor. It's really amazing. No wonder that ancient saint risked his own life and went against the will of heaven. He drove himself crazy and became a human demon."
Time is like passing water, gone forever, and there is no era in the void. Ye Fan is like a dust-covered fossil, sitting quietly in the dark universe, motionless, silently meditating.
Next to him, the old man in green is holding the sarcophagus like a stone sculpture. It is difficult to tell what state he is in. It is said that he has transformed, but he still exists, and is not completely destroyed. It is said that he is still alive, but he has lost it.
Awareness of self.
As for the sarcophagus, it has been closed, and there is no more qi coming out. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Ye Fan to meditate safely at such a close distance.
In this dark universe, time is the least valuable. The moon is shrouded in mist. Ye Fan has not moved for half a year and has been meditating.
At the beginning, it did not take him such a long time to practice the Sun Sutra, and he was released after three months. But now, half a year has passed, and he is still frowning.
The Taiyin Ancient Sutra in the Sendai Volume is very profound and requires a clear and flawless Taoist heart to understand it. It also requires strong spiritual consciousness as the foundation on which to build the Immortal Platform.
He had all these things, and he should have done it twice with half the effort, but he encountered great troubles. Not only was his progress slow, but he almost lost his body several times.
He has practiced the Sun Sutra, and now he is practicing the opposing Taiyin Holy Power. The two are in serious conflict and cannot be integrated at all, almost causing his Immortal Platform to shatter.
Any combination of yin and yang, or the mutual regeneration of two rituals, are impossible to achieve. There are only conflicts and self-destruction.
"puff"
Another half month later, Ye Fan opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood. The lunar calendar clashed with the sun, causing his immortal platform to be shaken, and a terrifying blood mark split between his eyebrows, which was very scary.
"How can the taiyin and the sun coexist?!"
Ye Fan thought about it and used all means. He was not too proud, not because he thought he was better than the ancient saint, but because he had someone to rely on.
He comes from the other side of the starry sky and has seen Tai Chi. Although it is not a method of practice, it has given him infinite enlightenment. It may be the most effective way to solve the problem of lunar and sun, so he is trying it.
However, even so, he suffered trauma. Two completely opposite forces almost shattered his Sendai and turned it into chaos.
Ye Fan persevered, thought silently, sat cross-legged in the dark universe, and began to realize the truth again.
"The way of heaven and earth uses the two qi of yin and yang to create all things. The principle of life is to use the two qi of yin and yang to grow and nourish all the bodies. Everything in one body conforms to the principle of yin and yang. I should start from now on."
"Tai Chi means that before heaven and earth are divided, the vitality is mixed into one, which is Taichu, Taiyi."
Ye Fan muttered to himself, comprehended it with his heart, circulated the ancient Taiyin Sutra in his body, and started trying again.
Tao is the ultimate essence. It cannot be shaped or named. If you give it a name, it is called Taiyi.
"I am Taiyi, and my body is the Tao. I divide yin and yang, transform into two qi, and communicate with living beings."
Ye Fan had no time in his mind, and deduced step by step, combined with what he knew, to evolve the lunar moon and the sun, making them advance together and blending water and fire.
He regards himself as Tao, divides Yin and Yang within Tao, and aims to make Taiyin and Sun work together and live in dependence on each other.
In this way, more than half a year passed, Ye Fan used the meaning of Tai Chi to practice the ancient Taiyin and Sun Sutras, and finally made a breakthrough and made crucial progress.
Of course, this does not mean that he has truly integrated the Taiyin and the Sun, but that he can only practice it initially. It is too difficult to practice the two sutras together.
He was able to achieve such a small step of success not only because of his talent, but also because he absorbed the essence of ancient China for thousands of years, learned by analogy, and gained enlightenment through Tai Chi.
Over the past year, Ye Fan has not moved a single step, just like a statue in an ancient temple, with a solemn treasure and a clear mind.
Finally, the nine-color mist outside his body became lighter, and the black mist flowed out. This was pure lunar power, entering his pores in strands.
After more than a year of hard training, he finally activated the true power of Taiyin, refined it into his body, and washed his body. Although it was very small, it was amazing.
In the Beidou Star Territory, on an ancient star, in a forbidden area for ancient creatures in the Eastern Wasteland, a shrine is flickering.
It was more than a year before they finally made the decision to face the dead universe and summon them. The requirements were huge, and the divine sources were piled up in the four corners.
Formation patterns flashed and traces were densely covered, intertwined in the void, and the place was suddenly submerged.
At the same time, in the cold and silent depths of the universe, Ye Fan woke up. He felt a powerful force tearing him into a tunnel.
"What happened?" Suddenly, he felt that there was a mysterious and mysterious force restraining him.
"boom"
He directly activated the true power of Taiyin and penetrated it into the void in the distance, submerging it into a passage.
In the Eastern Wasteland, the shrine flickered, and a black mist rushed out, filled with a destructive aura, turning the ancient land into powder and turning it into a piece of frozen soil.
"Taiyin Holy Power!"
"Who is the king of a clan who can cultivate the holy power of Taiyin?"
A group of ancient creatures were shocked and all retreated, using various magic weapons to protect themselves to block the approach of the black mist. At the same time, the light flashed and the altar dimmed.
"Do you still want to summon me? This existence seems to be disgusting."
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In the universe, Ye Fan was surprised. He vaguely felt that it was the ancient king he carried from the copper warship that caused the traction just now, but he didn't think much about it.
He began to meditate again, cultivating the power of Taiyin. Wisps of mist poured into his body and passed in and out of his pores, allowing him to gradually adapt to it.
Just like this, one month, two months... Another year passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Fan Taiyin Xiaocheng, although he was far from reaching the realm of transformation, he also had extraordinary means.
During this period, he continued to refine the Taiyin Holy Power, and the black mist in this ancient domain was almost sucked dry.
Ye Fan is very focused. Day after day, month after month, he always practices silently. He needs strong strength and constant enlightenment.
"Tai Chi generates yang when it moves, it creates stillness when it moves, it generates yin when it stays still, and it moves again when it stays still. Each movement and one stillness are the root of each other; they separate yin and yang, and the two instruments stand together."
By grasping Yin and Yang and cultivating Taiyin and Sun together, he finally achieved certain achievements, but he was still not satisfied.
Ye Fan stayed in seclusion in this dark star field for more than three years without moving a step, and finally refined all the black mist.
In the past, it took three months to practice the Ancient Taiyin Sutra, but now it takes three full years to practice the Ancient Taiyin Sutra. The difference in time is huge, but the effect is also amazing.
It has been almost seven years since Ye Fan entered the withered universe. His strength has made great progress. Finally, after refining all the lunar mist, he experienced a catastrophe that shocked the star field.
In a super terrifying thunder disaster, a group of human-shaped lightning descended, and then suppressed a sky and killed him.
In the end, he successfully overcame the tribulation and took the most critical step in a monk's life. He entered the second heaven of Immortal Platform and became a saint-level figure!
This is of extremely great significance to Ye Fan. As a Holy Body, he has entered the Eight Forbidden Realms. Once he becomes the Holy Lord, it will be extremely terrifying. The whole world will be gone, and no one will be able to do so.
strangle.
"I have reached this level. If I return to the Beidou Star Territory, will I still be afraid of the Holy Lands?!" However, he could only sigh and could not go back.
Late at night, in the Eastern Wasteland, Pang Bo was covered in blood. He looked up at the stars and said, "It has been seven years, Ye Zi, are you still alive? Have you returned to our hometown? Do you know how cruel the battle here is..."
"Cough..." Li Heishui coughed up blood and said, "I might die this time too. I don't know if the barbarians survived."
On another ancient platform, Ji Ziyue coughed lightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She looked up at the starry sky and said: "Little Yezi, where are you? Have you returned to the other side of the starry sky? Your old friend has encountered a big disaster now. I
My brother came to help, but he was attacked and seriously injured."