Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Three: Seeking to Get the Truth by Living and Living
A faint trace of blood mist rose from the burning core of Emperor Fen, which was mixed with the light black mist all over the sky. It looked extremely inconspicuous. With Wu Yi's cultivation level, there was no difference at all, and he could not even intervene in a conversation of this level.
Not getting started.
This trace of blood mist slowly dispersed, and when it came to the old man with the white beard, it slowly gathered and turned into a hazy figure, slightly arching his hand towards the old man with the white beard.
The white-bearded old man looked at the hazy figure in front of him and knew that this was just a remnant soul of a clone. It was not even a remnant soul. It was just an obsession. It was rare that it could survive to this day.
But if you want to eliminate this obsession, it is not something that the mana clone of the white-bearded old man can do easily. After all, this is the inner cave of Emperor Fen, but it is not impossible to eliminate it with it.
The old man with white beard made a curious gesture and asked: "Where are you from, fellow Taoist?"
"Hejue Realm, Mingyu Realm." Emperor Fen replied with this lingering thought.
The white-bearded old man had never heard of this place, and showed a puzzled look. With his obsession, his figure was dim, and he sketched out a scene of a boundary, with green mountains and green waters, soaring phoenixes, and cries of white apes, as if the world there was
In front of you.
The Taichu Immortal understood the origin and knew that one can understand all things. The white-bearded old man quickly deduced that the so-called Mingyu Realm is hundreds of millions of miles away from the Cangbang Realm (one trillion is a million). If there is no formation altar connection, even he
It would take hundreds of years for the real body to go there, and by observing the laws of heaven and earth, we could also see the major forces within it.
"Why are fellow Taoists here?" the white-bearded old man continued to ask, obviously wanting to find out.
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After asking and answering, Wu Yi knew nothing about this conversation that was related to Wu Yi's fate. Finally, the white-bearded old man said: "Since Taoist fellow Taoist practices this method of seeking life through death, I sincerely wish you Taoist freedom as soon as possible."
Come back from the robbery." After saying that, the suspicion on his body became much lighter.
Zhuan showed a grateful expression and bowed once more to the white-bearded old man. His body dispersed like catkins and completely disappeared into the world. The inner core of Fenhuang that had been burning for a long time also turned into nothing.
The world seems to have taken off a layer of shackles, and the original Burning Emperor brand has disappeared. It lacks a bit of supreme meaning, but has a bit more vitality. Whether it is good or bad, let time verify it.
The white-bearded old man focused his attention on Wu Yi. He understood that the key to Emperor Fen's return from the tribulation was this son. Wu Yi would get countless benefits in the process, but once Emperor Fen returned, it would be Wu Yi who
The most dangerous time for Yi.
That lingering thought had always promised that he would never harm this child, but who knows what his character is. Don't just rely on one-sided words to believe that risks and benefits are positively correlated. It is natural law.
Before Wu Yi could achieve the Golden Elixir, he realized the Seed of Absolute Beginning. With such qualifications, he could rank among the eight hundred lower realms.
The old man with the white beard thought for a moment, then pointed a little, and a ray of white light entered Wu Yi's sea of consciousness. Just in case, the old man with the white beard left a talisman on Wu Yi's body to see how the plan to burn the emperor was completed, and to adapt accordingly.
The second reason is to protect the seedling of Wu Yi.
After the matter was over, the white-bearded old man left the Burning Emperor's Inner Cave. Everyone outside was really looking forward to it, but the white-bearded old man ignored them at all and did not explain anything. He simply said, "I already know this matter.
Just wait until it’s unknown.”
The expressions of the Supreme Masters all varied, but they did not dare to refute the Supreme Immortal's decree. They bowed and said yes. The white-bearded old man nodded slightly and dispersed like light and shadow. Most of his magic power was stored in the seal on Wu Yi's body.
Time does not go away. After a while, the power of heaven and earth in this world will notice it, but it has no ability to resist.
At the same time, Wu Yi, who was among the beads, was pushed out by a powerful force. Having experienced such things many times, Wu Yi was no longer as panicked as before and could handle it calmly.
The beads are full of vitality inside, and they may look different next time you see them.
Many Shangzhen on the top of the Shi Pavilion sensed the hint of Taichu in Wu Yi, and they all showed envy. Being able to win the favor of the white-bearded old man, the Taichu Immortal, this boy's future is boundless. Maybe
They will be their colleagues in the future.
Gong Shouqi took a deep look at Wu Yi, turned into a stream of light and left. Xuan Xingsi, the leader, said lightly: "This matter is over, everyone should disperse."
Several Shangzhen left one after another, and only Zhi Tianxuan and Bai Ze were left here. Zhi Tianxuan was the person with the lowest cultivation level present. After looking carefully, he could faintly sense something strange about Wu Yi, and he couldn't help but look at it.
He turned to Bai Ze, who was opposite him, and opened his mouth to ask.
Bai Ze raised his little paw and said calmly: "Don't say too much, just act as usual." Zhi Tianxuan nodded silently.
Bai Ze's steps were mysterious, and he landed on Wu Yi's shoulders after a few steps. As long as he didn't have any unfavorable thoughts about Wu Yi, there was no risk that the seal would change. Bai Ze secretly understood the immortal seal, and the closer he got, the more it exceeded its ability.
The more things are inside, the faster its cultivation will progress.
Wu Yi was naturally unaware of Bai Ze's arrival and was ready to continue copying historical records.
The sudden change in the bead has taken him nearly a month. He needs to finish copying the historical records as soon as possible, which is just in time to calm down his heart that has been shaken for the past month.
The sound of pen and paper contacting the ground was heard as Wu Yi carried out his task in an orderly manner.
Spring passed and autumn came, winter passed and summer came again. The historical records recorded by the last few masters during their reign were several times that of the previous ones. It took Wu Yi two years to finally finish writing.
In a happy mood, he just wanted to scream loudly, but thinking that Zhi Tianxuan was practicing at a high level, he gave up this idea.
After years of copying books, Wu Yi's mental power has greatly increased, but he is still a short step away from condensing the Nether Body. Wu Yi privately guessed that it was related to the lack of Yin Qi.
Relying on the method of calculating the number of gods from Taiyi, Wu Yi is now able to read Xuanwen as if he were reading ordinary texts. The sixteen gods in the sea of consciousness have grown up, and they all look like Wu Yi. Wu Yi seems to have been there for a long time.
He has gained many souls, and his ability to deduce has become much greater.
At this time, he is full of Taoist charm and as quiet as a virgin. If he is willing, he can try to reach the realm of golden elixir now. However, becoming an elixir is a major matter in Taoism and cannot be ignored. He must find a spiritual object that can temper the essence and spirit.
, otherwise the pill will be made hastily, and the grade will not be much higher.
After spending about half a month sorting out the copied books, Wu Yi bowed and said: "Pavilion Master, the history books in the Shige have been copied."
A line of white smoke hung down, revealing the appearance of Zhi Tianxuan. Although his aura was as strong as the sun, it was a little less profound and broad. He was obviously his clone. He glanced at Wu Yi lightly and said: "Go to the Jing Pavilion.
Come and get the scripture." After a pause, he continued: "From now on you are my official disciple, don't let me lose my prestige."
Zhi Tianxuan had already said about the scripture, and Wu Yi had already expected it, but he did not expect that Zhi Tianxuan would make him an official disciple at this time. He originally thought that he would have to wait until he achieved the golden elixir before he could be promoted.
, an unexpected surprise, Wu Yi hurriedly thanked him.
Zhi Tianxuan waved his sleeves, and a gust of breeze came. When Wu Yi opened his eyes again, he had already appeared outside the Shige. Wu Yi had never entered the Shige with his own ability.
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Wu Yi thought of Zhi Tianxuan's last resort and thought to himself: This seems to be the Eight Gates of Taiyi method recorded in the Taiyi Divine Number.
The eight gates of Taiyi are Kai, Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, and Jing, each with its own mystery. The sky has eight gates to communicate with the eight winds. The earth has eight directions to respond to the Eight Diagrams, which govern the four seasons.
All things.
Taiyi Shen Shu is not a true scripture, it is more like a collection of magical powers. It has many methods, including fighting, deduction, suppression, blessing, and everything. However, each method requires strong deduction ability to be able to do it.
, the Sixteen Gods Cultivation Method is more like its outline.
In the past, Wu Yi was full of ambition but not strong enough, but now he can try it. Just like when the power of deduction is strong, methods that were not visible before can be seen at a glance, and even by observing the enemy's momentum, he can predict the enemy's opportunities.
Shige was in a remote place in the inner gate of Yiqimen, far away from Jingge. There was nothing to do, so Wu Yi mentally looked at the spells that could be helpful to him at the moment.
He has practiced a lot of scriptures, whether it is true energy, energy, blood or spiritual consciousness, there are only a few among his peers who can compare with it.
When fighting the enemy, they relied on the overwhelming force to push past, without using any magic, and the enemy was defeated, so Wu Yi didn't pay much attention to this aspect.
But now that his eyes have been set on the higher Jin Dan Zhenren, it is not advisable to do this. He still needs to learn a few methods of self-protection.
The first thing Wu Yi finalized was a technique called Jiugong Step. It was not very commendable in terms of speed, but it was better because of its mysterious steps. If the opponent did not understand the technique, he could be said to be invincible.
It's so dead that even his true identity can't be found.
Perhaps it was the benefit of copying historical records. It took Wu Yi three days to get started with this technique. After one month, he had already mastered it. By the time Wu Yi arrived at Jing Pavilion, he seemed to have practiced this technique for decades and completely mastered it.
At this time, it was only three months since he first saw this technique.
Only then did Wu Yi understand Zhi Tianxuan's good intentions in asking him to copy historical records. The foundation was laid and he knew everything.
After leaving the Xun Palace, ordinary people would feel a gust of breeze blowing by, but they did not know that a person had already passed in front of them. When the Zhen Palace appeared, a string of muffled thunder was stirred up, causing everyone to look around frequently.
Wu Yi was like a child, showing off his skills, and finally showed his true appearance from the middle palace and came to the second floor entrance of the Jing Pavilion.
Wu Yi has been a beginner for several years, but except for the regular practice in the Jing Pavilion, which is required by the outer sect, Wu Yi has never stayed in the Jing Pavilion. However, he and his team in Biluo Realm have accumulated a lot of merit, so it would be a waste not to go there.
Wu Yi raised his head and looked around. There was a bustling crowd around him. Compared with the cold Shige, the Jingge was a place where the skills were stored, and the frequency of disciples' arrival was much higher.
Cleaning up his clothes, Wu Yi stepped into the gate of the Jing Pavilion. The Yi Qi Men Sutra "Yi Qi Shang Yuan Tong Xuan Gong" can be obtained by any monk in the Xuan Guang realm. Even if he knows that he has poor qualifications, there is a high probability that he will not get it.
, many people also have the idea of giving it a try.
The true scriptures can be obtained by those who are destined. The so-called destiny means that the qualifications are sufficient. Zhi Tianxuan said before that Wu Yi should not fall into his prestige. This is what he meant.