On the ninth floor of the Taoist Scriptures, the Emperor of the Earth chapter contains only 810 words. Each word gives Bai Yang a sense of mystery and unpredictability. The strokes and lines are like the imprint of the texture of the Taoist road. At first glance, it makes people feel calm.
It seems as if the words of the Great Way and Heaven are echoing in my ears, my soul is swimming freely in the heaven and earth, and a great freedom that breaks the shackles of heaven and earth surrounds my heart.
Of course, that is just an illusion, but I have to say that the Taoist scriptures left by Master Lenggong are really amazing.
The first character in the Dihuang Chapter of the Dao Jing has only eight strokes, and the pronunciation is extremely weird. With the blessing of the cold master of the cold palace, Bai Yang recognizes it, understands its meaning, and can even pronounce it correctly, but he just can't use it.
It cannot be described in words, nor can it be translated into words on earth. It seems that no words on earth can explain the meaning of this word.
This situation is very strange. If Bai Yang wants to practice this Taoist scripture, although he knows every word in it, he has to understand it and understand its meaning from the beginning. Only by thoroughly understanding it can he study it better and learn more about it.
It fits well with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
"The process of understanding the Taoist Scriptures is to understand the spiritual enlightenment of Taoist Master Leng Gong. At a deeper level, it is to understand the great avenue of heaven and earth. In other words, the process of understanding is actually to understand the great avenue, at least the avenue expounded by Master Leng Gong..."
If he had some enlightenment, Bai Yang studied this Taoist scripture more seriously.
The words in the Taoist Scriptures are mysterious and unpredictable. When Bai Yang's mind is completely silent and he is studying, just the first word is like looking at a beautiful picture scroll. Every time you look at it, you will gain something new, every time.
You can always surprise yourself.
Unconsciously, he stared at the first word for ten minutes!
Bai Yang raised his head and blinked. His vision was a little blurry. When he was reading the Taoist Scriptures, he read the first word of the Emperor of the Earth chapter for so long that he couldn't understand it clearly. However, when he raised his head, that word
But I couldn't visualize it in my mind. I just remembered that I had seen such a mysterious word, but I couldn't recall the specifics of that word.
"The gap between her and Taoist Master Leng Gong is too big. She can create this text, but I currently don't even have the qualifications to put it in my mind..."
I sighed in my heart, this is difficult to handle. If you can't even hold this word in your mind, how can you talk about practicing?
After thinking about it, Bai Yang took out the paper and pen, spread the paper on the tree trunk, and prepared to write this word. Isn't there a saying that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.
The paper was laid out, Bai Yang held the brush in his hand and started writing, covered with ink. He compared the words on the Taoist Scriptures and the pen tip fell on the paper. As the pen tip traced the strokes across the surface of the paper, Bai Yang was surprised to see that ordinary
When writing with a brush, when the tip of the pen passes across it, slight wrinkles appear in the void, as if it cannot bear the weight of this stroke!
Bai Yang, who was concentrating on writing this word, didn't notice that after he wrote the first stroke, the tree trunk, which was about three meters thick, sank a little deeper under his buttocks.
Then with the second stroke, where the pen tip passes, the space becomes wrinkled again, and the tree trunk sinks further.
When Bai Yang finished writing this word, the thick tree trunk he was sitting on cracked and was crushed by the small piece of paper!
Standing in the void, Bai Yang was dumbfounded. The weight of that word was probably no less than ten thousand catties. A word of ten thousand catties?
However, this was not over yet. When this thought appeared, Bai Yang saw that the paper falling lightly from the tree trunk actually burned out of thin air, leaving not even ashes in an instant.
"It's not that the paper can't bear that word, nor that heaven and earth don't allow that word to appear, but that I don't understand that word enough, and writing it out is inconsistent with the Dao, so there's no need for it to exist..."
Writing that character is like practicing calligraphy by copying the calligraphy master's copybook. It is not just about writing a character and that's it. You also need to understand the spirit and spirit contained in the calligrapher's character so that the written words are meaningful.
Putting this truth at this time, Bai Yang's copying of the words in the Taoist scriptures is the process of comprehending the Taoism.
With this understanding, Bai Yang couldn't wait to continue copying. He felt that as long as he fully understood the word, he would be able to embody it in his mind!
However, just when Bai Yang was about to continue, Shan Qiulin below raised his head and said speechlessly: "Old Bai, can you go far away? If you come again, the colorful peach trees will be wiped out by you."
Looking at the broken branch, Bai Yang said: "I didn't mean it..."
So Bai Yang came to the top of an empty mountain, radiated his mind power, and reached the Red Rock Mountain. He used his metal power to extract the iron element and cast it in front of him to cast a metal platform.
There is no way, Bai Yang is afraid that too many words in the Taoist Scripture will crush the mountain under his feet...
With everything ready, Bai Yang continued to copy the words in the Taoist scriptures, stroke by stroke, wrinkles appeared in the void, as if the space was being cut open by the stroke of the pen.
However, every time I finish writing that word, the paper cannot bear it, and it burns without fire, leaving nothing behind.
Bai Yang didn't believe in evil anymore. If it didn't work, he would try it again, write again and again, and the written words would burn and disappear again and again. He was just exhausted.
As he kept copying, Bai Yang got closer and closer to the word in the Taoist scriptures, and the more he copied, the weight of the word also continued to increase. If the weight of the word was only 10,000 kilograms at the beginning, by the end of the day
When it got dark, Bai Yang wrote that word countless times. Bai Yang found that the weight of the words he finally wrote had increased by at least ten times!
One word weighs one hundred thousand kilograms. Even though the ground is made of metal, cracks have already appeared in the rocks below.
"I feel a little bit, but it's not enough, and this place is not suitable for continuing. I need to find a solid place again. Also, I actually feel exhausted. It seems that I am unknowingly consuming my energy while copying this word.
Energy, it is not a rumor that someone vomited blood or even lost his life just to write a word..."
Rubbing his brows, Bai Yang decided to call it a day. It would be funny to write himself to death without writing any other words.
He spent a day just to write a word, and he still couldn't write it. Bai Yang could only smile bitterly in response.
After finishing work and going home, Mao Mao and the others were still hanging around Xiaolan. They had no part in anything, and because they were exhausted, Baiyang ate something and went to rest.
Early the next morning, Bai Yang went to see Xiaolan and the others as usual. He had nothing to do. After eating something, Bai Yang went to the Lost River Forest alone, found an open space, and got a lot of food from Hongyan Mountain.
A solid square was cast out of metal, and formations were arranged to ensure it was strong enough. In order to ensure that it would not be disturbed, formations were also arranged to hide the place.
This should be foolproof.
After looking at his masterpiece, Bai Yang continued the copying work of the first day.
On this day, Bai Yang devoted himself to copying. He wrote that word no less than ten thousand times. Although it burned and disappeared every time he wrote it, he felt his progress.
"Give me a few more days, and I will be able to actually write this word!"
Bai Yang was not discouraged as he watched the paper in front of him turn into a ball of flame and disappear.
It was getting dark, and he was exhausted after writing all day, so he went back to the Hulu Valley.
After coming back, Bai Yang found that the place was very lively. After asking, he learned that when he was gone during the day, Chen Yongxin, the king of Chen, sent many good things to congratulate Xiaolan on being pregnant with Bai Yang's child.
The news was transmitted so quickly? King Chen already knew about it?
Bai Yang was speechless. Since everything had been delivered, King Chen might be uneasy if he returned. Let's leave it at that.
The next day, Bai Yang went alone to the depths of Mihe Forest to copy the character as usual. He still made progress that day. On this day, most officials of the fifth rank and above in the Chen Dynasty sent many congratulatory gifts.
On the third day, Bai Yang was as good as before, but he underestimated his influence. Just because Xiaolan was pregnant, not only more officials from the Chen Dynasty sent congratulatory gifts, but also various large and small forces sent people to send them.
Congratulatory gifts came, and even Jiang Dynasty and Dayue Dynasty expressed their gratitude!
It has to be said that the influence of Bai Yang's unborn child has already expanded to several surrounding countries. When it is born in the future, it will definitely be a naughty child walking across this land. People will probably have to coax it wherever it goes.
Doting on...
On the fourth and fifth days, Bai Yang was the same as before, and there was still an endless stream of people coming to give gifts. Bai Yang did not interfere, leaving all the power to Mao Mao and the others.
It wasn't until noon on the sixth day that Bai Yang copied the word no less than a hundred thousand times for six days, and he finally wrote the word!
When the last stroke was written, the word on the white paper shined with golden light. If it were not covered by the formation around it, its light would be enough to suffuse the thousands of miles of land with golden light. Secondly, the fragrance of ink floated from the paper, and the fragrance floated thousands of miles away.
In this area, everything is originally dead in late winter, but the vegetation is rapidly sprouting and blooming!
Just by writing one word, such a strong vision of heaven and earth appeared!
The process didn't take long, just a few minutes. When the vision disappeared, the paper carrying the words no longer became heavy, but flew up lightly. The paper burned, the words came out, turned into light and shadow, and instantly flew into the center of Bai Yang's eyebrows and disappeared.
not see.
Bai Yang was stunned and didn't feel anything strange about himself. However, what surprised him was that after six days of unremitting efforts, he could finally recall the word clearly in his mind.
"This is a thorough understanding of that word, and I have finally gained something. However, just one word is of no use. There are a total of 809 words. It took six days to write one word. If this continues,
I’m afraid that even when Chu Tianya called me, I still haven’t understood the cultivation method in the Emperor of the Earth chapter, let alone practiced it..."
Bai Yang had a headache, but there was nothing he could do about it. Only then did he deeply understand why some people had to calculate the duration of a retreat in terms of "yuan".
"Once we have started, it should be much easier to handle later on. It probably won't take as long as imagined..."
