Chapter 25: There are many waves in the search for the Taoist stone tablet
The wind howls, and the sound of killing comes from time to time. It is the ghosts fighting each other. As long as they kill each other, they can get the condensed Yin Qi of the other party. It is much faster than their own hard training, but
Blindly seizing the opponent's Yin Qi will make your own Yin Qi mixed and impure, affecting future progress.
Therefore, most of the ghosts who are fighting now are first-level ghosts. After advancing to spirit ghosts, they are cleverly invented. Knowing that this will not work, they naturally look for places with pure yin energy to refine their own yin energy. This is why most spirit ghosts live in large areas.
A reason in Huai Town.
After Wu Yi finished recuperating, the eastern sky had already revealed a hint of bright color. Even if there was a fierce ghost here who was about to be promoted to the Ghost King, he could not completely stop the sun's light. At most, it could block it. The power of heaven and earth was really impressive.
Wu Yi stood up and faced the east. He knew that a brilliant golden sun was rising in that direction, spreading light across the land billions of feet long.
Seeing that the sun was about to rise, the ghosts had a completely different attitude. They screamed and stopped, and fled to secluded places to hide. Even if the sun's brilliance was blocked by dark clouds, it actually couldn't shine in, but they were afraid of the sun.
Instinct, especially for fierce ghosts like them, their souls will fly away when the sun shines on them, and they will not enter reincarnation.
Even extraordinary spirit ghosts would not like to walk under the sun. Last time, in order to let An Xin follow the two people, Wu Yi tried his best to coax them.
The sun has come out, and we can do some things again. Wu Yi secretly thought to himself, he was frustrated and had his body mask broken by that ghost last night, and no valuable information was found. How could Wu Yi be willing to do so?
"Cultivating the Dharma is my weakest skill now. Most of the techniques required in "Feng Dao Lu" involve the Dharma, but I didn't see any chapters describing how to practice the Dharma. Could it be possible?
Do we need to rely on the improvement of the second level of Qi to promote the improvement of Dharma cultivation?"
Wu Yi said angrily that he had read the contents of "Feng Duo Lu" over and over again in his mind, but he really couldn't find any content on how to practice the Dharma. It was like giving you countless seeds of Qihua Yaocao, but
But I won't give you soil, even though you know that these flowers and plants are very precious, there is nothing you can do about it.
For the matter of Dahuai Town, it is absolutely not enough to rely on his own cultivation. No matter how confident he is, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can build the foundation and open the pulse in just a few days. Once he meets the first-level deacon professor in the sect,
The ghost is ten dead and has no life.
If you can't take the right path, you can take the side path. Wu Yi has always pursued practicality first. As long as it can help him fish in troubled waters, he can't use any method. But now the most convenient Dharma path is stuck, which is really worrying.
With his current weak Dharma cultivation, it would take him a whole night to cultivate even if his mind is broken. I don’t know when and what month he will be able to find out what happened in Dahuai Town, and the people in the Taoist temple are currently
The master is coming soon, at least Wu Yi thinks that the Taoist temple will definitely send a master here.
After all, it is not far from the Taoist temple. When a ghost disaster occurs around the Taoist temple, the master in the temple will be blamed a lot. Wu Yi even guessed that Wang Chuchen might come. After all, if there are ghosts close to the ghost king, there are no other ghosts in the Taoist temple.
People can be suppressed.
"When the temple master comes, I won't have to stay any longer, hum." Wu Yi was heartbroken and stopped thinking about these trivial matters. His mind was completely absorbed in the desolate and simple stone tablet inscribed with "Fengduolu", trying to find out what it was.
The method of practicing Dharma.
The desolate and dark stone stele, soaring into the sky, the mysterious and wonderful inscriptions, the countless evolutions, and most importantly, the majestic atmosphere that suppresses the heavens, all prove that the stele has an extraordinary origin.
Looking at the stone tablet that evolved in his mind attentively, Wu Yi's mind circled around the stone tablet, but he still could not find the method he wanted.
Under this majestic stone monument, Wu Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance, as if a mortal had obtained the Wordless Book and wanted to understand the endless truth contained in it, but found that he could not see anything.
After wandering outside the stone monument for a long time with no results, Wu Yi came up with the idea for some reason: Since it can't be seen from the outside, let's go inside and maybe find out what's going on.
His mind came close to the stone monument, and he first touched it with his palms. Because it was all manifestation of the spirit, his palms passed through the surface of the stone monument, and an extremely comfortable feeling came from his palms. Wu Yi subconsciously wanted to completely enter the stone monument with his whole body.
It seems to contain endless mysteries, the principles of heaven and man, the ways of all living beings, everything you need. As long as you enter, you can get it. In fact, Wu Yi did the same, and his mind completely entered the stone tablet.
At this time, in the outside world, Wu Yi's aura seemed very strange, vague and faint, as if he was gradually becoming isolated from the world.
Wu Yi is about to disappear from this world.
Sensing that the connection between his master and him was getting weaker and weaker, and might even disappear, the people protecting Wu Yi were flying around anxiously, looking at the peaceful Wu Yi, not knowing what to do.
Even the black beetle in the bead felt the looming flames around him. He hurriedly stopped everything he was doing, expanded his consciousness, and immediately understood what happened. He couldn't help but curse: "What is this idiot doing? Does he want to enter the underworld? Himself
Just look for death, why bother me." Soon, the black beetle's body began to become looming, making it want to cry without tears.
Black Beetle and Wu Yi are indeed both prosperous and destructive.
This stone monument is actually a boundary monument, a boundary monument between the two realms of life and death. It exists in every world where there are living beings, but not everyone can see it. This is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, the manifestation of the great road, and chance.
You can only see it once, but if you don't have the chance, it's rare even to become an immortal or an ancestor.
Strictly speaking, the stone monument that exists in Wu Yi's mind is not a real boundary monument, but his understanding of the boundary monument contained in the technique created by a powerful person who has seen the boundary monument before. But even this understanding
, which is also a discussion of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and is definitely not something Wu Yi can get involved in at the moment.
Wu Yi's carelessness inadvertently affected the law of the great road, the way of life and death, from life to death. That's why the black beetle scolded Wu Yi for not knowing whether to live or die.
Generally speaking, only after reaching the golden elixir stage, monks will initially understand the power of the great avenue, commonly known as the law. There are three thousand great avenues, and there is no distinction between high and low. If any one is missing, the world will have flaws and the world will not run smoothly.
And this stone tablet can no longer be described as one avenue, it should be said to be a combination of avenues. It seems that Wu Yi is currently entangled with only one of them, but in fact it is mixed with countless other avenues, making it difficult to distinguish.
Hard to leave.
It is common for monks after the golden elixir stage to control a trace of the Dao. It is common for them to rely on the laws of the Dao in daily battles. It is also common for the power of the opponent's law to be entrenched in their own bodies and cannot be dissipated. However, that is just a law that the monks themselves understand.
It can still be evicted with some effort.
What involves Wu Yi is the stone tablet evolved from the great road, which is different in nature. Unless Wu Yi understands it himself, no one can help him.
What makes Wu Yi strange is that after his mind was completely immersed in the stone tablet, what he saw was still a stone tablet. For a moment, Wu Yi even thought that he had not entered the stone tablet, it was just an illusion, but then Wu Yi knew that he had not entered the stone tablet.
There is an illusion, because this stone tablet appears more ordinary, not as intricately carved and intricately carved as it appears on the outside, let alone mysterious and profound inscriptions.
Wu Yi was not disappointed. He thought of the beads he saw for the first time. They were also so simple and dim. The treasures are self-obscuring. You can find something extraordinary just by looking at them.
The world inside the stone tablet is chaotic and chaotic. There is only one stone tablet, which looks empty.
There was nothing mysterious about it from the appearance. Wu Yi tried to touch it with his left hand. The stone tablet was like a phantom. His white hand passed straight through it. He didn't feel that there was another world or anything strange.
But when Wu Yi looked at his left hand that had passed through the stone monument, his face was horrified, his heartbeat was racing, and he was sweating profusely. His hand turned into white bones, and there seemed to be a strange force inside that prevented Wu Yi from pulling his hand back.
"What the hell, damn it." Looking at his left hand that was being held tightly, Wu Yi finally began to feel that he might have been careless. He suddenly thought, "How did I get in here."
With his cautious temperament, he would not be so impulsive, so there could only be something wrong with this stone tablet. Wu Yi frowned, his stern expression showing.
A flash of white light flashed, and Wu Yi Qigen cut off his left arm, completely getting rid of the strange force behind the stone tablet.
There was no blood or anything on the broken wound. His current body was made of his mind, but Wu Yi's complexion turned pale in an instant. Although the damage to his mind was not visible on the body surface, it did more damage to people.
And nothing less.
Outside, Wu Yi was sitting on a tree. At this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out and his body fell backwards. If not for the quick eyesight and quick hands of someone on the side, he hurriedly caught Wu Yi and spread Wu Yi flat on the ground, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Humans have three treasures, essence, energy and spirit, one of which is indispensable to ensure the health of the human body. The loss of one will cause changes in the other two.
Things didn't end after Wu Yi cut off his left arm. The left arm that fell on the ground changed suddenly and turned into another Wu Yi, but it was an old image. If Wu Yi hadn't vaguely seen
I showed some faces, and I couldn't believe that this was what I would look like when I was old.
What surprised Wu Yi even more was that the old man actually spoke.
"You can't believe it. My today is your tomorrow. In a few days, Wang Chuchen will come here and kill the ghosts. You will get nothing. When you return to the temple, you will be suppressed by Sun Zhijie on an excuse. You will never be able to get ahead in your life.
Stay in the realm of refining qi."
After finishing speaking, the old man looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter was filled with bitterness and helplessness, as well as endless unwillingness. In the end, all the unwillingness turned into deep loneliness, as if he thought that this was what he should be like.
"Give up, don't look for any dharma or dharma. God's actions are constant and destiny is determined. We mortals can't change anything."
Wu Yi originally thought he could get some useful information, but who knew it was this. He imagined an air blade to kill the old man in front of him and continued his search.
If he gave up now, he might really end up in this situation. The old man's words not only did not extinguish his passion for searching, but also strengthened his motivation to persist.
The old man was cut into two pieces after being killed. What he said was similar to what he said before, but Wu Yi's final outcome was a little better. Wu Yi did not listen to what they had to say, and raised his hand with two more air blades.
It was divided into two, then two into four, and so on. In the end, Wu Yi simply stopped wasting his energy and just wanted to squeeze into the nearest part of the stone monument to check it out. However, the crowd was so heavy that not only could he not squeeze in, but Wu Yi was squeezed away from the stone monument.
Getting further and further away, even the shadow of the stone monument is no longer visible.
Wu Yi was angry in his heart. He concentrated all his energy and sent out a powerful air blade, sweeping out a large open space around him. However, before Wu Yi had time to move forward, the crowd appeared again, even stronger than before.
Knowing that this was not going to work, Wu Yi tried hard not to be squeezed away by the crowd while thinking hard about a solution.
Listening to the endless voices in his ears urging him to give up, Wu Yi felt extremely painful, but this pain could not be eliminated and could only be endured.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but Wu Yi’s eyes were red, bloodshot, and sunken, as if he had been awake for many days.
The sounds in his ears could no longer be heard clearly, and there was buzzing noise everywhere. Wu Yi had no strength to stop the crowds of people pushing him, and he was pushed farther and farther away from the stone monument.
But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that Wu Yi's eyes maintain a trace of clarity and tranquility, but they are hidden under the endless bloodshot eyes and appear so weak.
Suddenly, all the sounds completely disappeared, and the silence was incomparable. Wu Yi fell to the ground helplessly. He used his last bit of strength to raise his head, looked at the stone tablet in the distance, and said disdainfully: "My fate is up to me and not to God.
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The stone tablet gradually dispersed, and at the same time, the whole world gradually disappeared. Wu Yi's mind returned to the present world. When he opened his eyes, he saw worried eyes and an expression of joy that he was awake.
At this time, he had just fallen to the ground not long ago. The endless time he endured in the world of stone tablets turned out to be just a moment. Wu Yi smiled happily and fell asleep tiredly. Although the real world was only a moment, what he experienced in his mind was really countless.
Time.
Wu Yi, who was sleeping, exuded an aura of tranquility all over his body. When he felt this scene, the black beetle was glad that he did not have to accompany Wu Yi to the funeral. However, after noticing the aura of tranquility exuding from Wu Yi, it originally stopped joking.