Yun Qing couldn't even use the heavenly book to judge that person's realm. The cause and effect connected with him was too terrible, and Yun Qing couldn't pay the price for such prying. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
If there is no mistake, the opponent should be the pillar of the Temple of Heaven, the Grand Master Dajing. But what makes Yun Qing strange is that the other party does not seem to feel the benevolence and saintliness of Qianyuan Junzidao, but only a transcendent aura of being too supreme and forgetful of emotion. It would be ridiculous if the leader of Lu Tiantan did not cultivate the inheritance of Lu Tiantan. It seems that there is something different about Lu Tiantan's orthodoxy.
Yun Qing didn't have time to think deeply. The pressure on her from the Lutian Holy Altar became stronger and stronger, making it almost impossible to move even an inch.
As the power of aspiration poured in, the murals were activated, and the flat ground of the Lutian Holy Altar began to undergo mysterious changes. Grassland appeared, the ground began to undulate, and water gathered in the lower parts to form small lakes, while the higher parts extended toward the sky, with the top covered with ice and snow. The water vapor from the lake steamed out, the wind brought heavy rain down on the grass, and the chirping of insects could still be heard on the muddy grass. The ice and snow melted at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, and thin streams flowed along the grassland into the lake, which was always connected to the central holy pool.
At this time, the Lutian Holy Altar almost formed a complete natural cycle, as if it were a world of its own.
At this time, the entrance ceremony of the flower attendants has begun, and the low singing sounds span the highlands and lakes, across the grasslands and snow-capped mountains.
When the song was over, the flower boys were also dispersed to different terrains. At this time, other high priests also began to enter.
The place where Yun Qing was assigned to stay was on the top of a snow-capped mountain. They had practiced many times before, but the Lutian Holy Altar at that time did not undergo such mysterious changes at all. At this time, Yun Qing had just stepped on the grass, and his whole body was almost wet. However, he was still suppressed by the altar and could not deal with his embarrassing appearance.
It was so cold on the top of the snow-capped mountains that the breath crystallized, and Yunqing's clothes were wet, making it very uncomfortable. Fortunately, she had been fasting for a while, and the "eating and swallowing energy" had improved her physique to some extent, and she could still hold on for a while. But at the end of the sacrifice, she had to condense her true energy, temper her soul, and finally keep her body alive, and she didn't know if she could take care of it.
There was a half-opened snow lotus on the snow mountain. Yun Qing sat cross-legged next to it, stretched out her hand to create a ray of clear light, and only used the Xuanyuan Jade Transformation Technique to warm the snow lotus to life. Not far from her, there were several handsome flower attendants on the mountainside. They were all in groups, taking turns to inject relatively mild Qi into the snow lotus.
Yun Qing didn't care about any of this, and just silently moved the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel amidst loud and neat prayers. en8. The greater the power of the wish, the more terrifying the repulsion force of the Lutian Holy Altar against the alien Qi, and the faster Yun Qing can draw the Qi inward. The energy of the gray-black Great Sun and Black Heaven Chakra will condense one point every week, but its operation will become more and more difficult every week. It's like tightening a screw. The longer it gets, the stronger it becomes, but the harder it becomes to unscrew it.
The gathering speed of the will power is getting faster and faster, and more and more Temples of Heaven are rising into the sky, spreading towards the border of Mirror Kingdom. In fact, the Hundred Flowers Festival can be more straightforwardly understood as a large-scale formation that has been prepared for thousands of years. This formation uses the Lutian Holy Altar as the formation eye, the thousands of Lutian sub-altars as the foundation pillars, and the incense accumulated by countless Lutian altars over a thousand or even thousands of years as the power. The small formation, with countless restrictions superimposed on it, covered the entire Mirror Country like a spider web.
The Human Way came later than the Demon Way, the Immortal Way, the Demonic Way, and other Taoist traditions, but it has been booming in recent years. This is inseparable from this powerful power-gathering technique. No other race can maintain such a firm and widespread belief like the human race, and can also directly use this belief to strengthen the orthodoxy. If this Hundred Flowers Festival can be successful, then the Lutian Holy Altar will definitely be one step closer, and the great prosperity of the human race will no longer just be a momentum, but will become a reality.
For Yun Qing, since there is such a top-notch formation that has been carefully prepared for thousands of years to borrow, she is naturally embarrassed to let it go.
The gray-black Qi solidified little by little under such pressure, gradually turning from gray-black to dark ink, but this black still had a turbid feeling, and there were still many impurities.
From sunrise to sunset, the singing never stops.
Every corner of the Lutian Holy Altar was filled with worshipers, and even the empty hanging city was crowded with people at this time, with countless Lutian disciples kneeling down to worship. Every ounce of their faith turned into willing power and entered the altar, which was much stronger than mortals.
Yun Qing could already clearly feel the stagnation in her meridians, and the movement of her true energy took all her energy every day. Fortunately, there were no other disturbances inside the altar, and even the snowdrops did not wither.
She suppressed the anxiety in her heart, tried her best to relax herself, and once again used strength to condense her true energy. At this time, the purity of the true energy had reached a critical point, and many impurities were expelled. She mixed this part into the snow water, allowing it to flow into the central holy pool of the Lutian Holy Altar.
The Lutian Holy Altar is equivalent to the formation eye of the entire large-scale magic circle, but it is too large and has its own world inside, so it is also equivalent to a small formation. This holy pool is the formation eye of the small formation. It plays a vital role in the Hundred Flowers Festival, and Yun Qing doesn't know what will happen if impurities are put into it. But she did not dare to keep the impurities by her side no matter what. At this time, she was guarding the snow lotus and could not move. If these things with strong demonic aura were not dispersed, it would be easy for the Lutian Holy Altar to discover the strangeness in her body.
This time, the true energy of the Great Sun Black Heavenly Wheel finally turned into a pure and deep ink color. Although it did not reach the level of "swallowing light and devouring souls", it still looked full of magic.
not enough. Yun Qing sighed silently in his heart.
If the state of mind cannot be lifted, then no matter how strong the external force is, it will still be impossible to achieve the most perfect level. Yun Qing doesn't want to have flaws in the first step of cultivating Taoism. The starting point is more important.
This was also the reason why she didn't use foreign objects to cleanse the marrow and cut the bones. Instead of seeking quick results, it would be better to use a more difficult method to achieve better results. Today's cultivators are unwilling to use the method of "eating and swallowing Qi" simply because they cannot bear the pain of not eating any treasures from heaven and earth and living only on spiritual energy. Yun Qing could endure it. She longed for the same boundless physical training as the ancient cultivators, and longed for the kind of continuous improvement that takes thousands of years as a cycle, rather than the rapid progress that occurs in just a moment.
The same goes for true energy. The first ray of true energy in the magic way is particularly important, because the practice of the evil way is to generate a ray of true energy directly from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then let this ray of true energy gradually grow through countless cycles of heaven and earth. For Yun Qing, if he cannot reach the most perfect state at the beginning, then it is impossible to make up for this shortcoming in the subsequent practice. After all, they are all born on the basis of this ray of true energy. If the foundation is not solid, the stamina will not be much better.
Two more days.
At this time, the true energy of the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel has been condensed into a thread-like strand, which is almost unable to move in the meridians. Yun Qing will feel extremely painful if he activates his Qi even a little bit, let alone functioning. Her state of mind was still not completely stable, and something was always agitating, like a wild beast, making her restless.
The most important thing is that the flower in her hand has begun to wither slightly.
There is also a rotation of flower girls. If she fails, someone will naturally come to replace her. In this way, Yun Qing's previous efforts have been wasted. What she is waiting for is the last moment of mental tempering, so that she can raise her true energy and soul to a new level in one fell swoop.
Yun Qing must hold on until the end of the sacrifice.
The condensation of the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel has basically reached the extreme. Unless her state of mind can go further, it will be impossible to achieve "devouring light and devouring souls". She temporarily gave up condensing her true energy and devoted her mind to the Kunshan Jade Broken Jue, trying her best to keep the flower alive.
Yun Qing, who had been devoting all his energy to condensing his true energy, suddenly let go of this matter, felt relieved, as if a huge boulder had been moved away. She imitated the man sitting in the void and made her mind empty. The heart is pure, the thoughts are pure, the body is pure, and the dust is not stained.
On the fifth day, many of the Heavenly altars exhausted their vows and slowly descended. Yun Qing's breathing gradually slowed down, and he seemed to be sitting in the ice and snow as if there was nothing there, and his vitality gradually disappeared.
By the tenth day, almost all the altars had descended from the sky, and the Lutian Holy Altar began to slowly return to silence.
At this time, Yun Qing has entered the state of sitting and forgetting. The mortal world cannot touch the body. The worldly world has been seen through. The human heart, desire heart, consciousness heart and ordinary heart are constantly being washed away, and the heart is like still water.
Just when the Lutian Holy Altar gathered all the will power and the holy pool rippled slightly, Yun Qing also began to truly temper his soul.
Forgotten body, forgotten intelligence, even the spiritual platform is no longer visible in the soul. As the saying goes, there is no mirror and no stage, so where can we stir up dust
In the end, only the spirit itself was left in Yun Qing, washed away by thousands of wills, as stable as a rock.
The ceremony of Lutian Holy Altar has come to an end, and the high priests have left one after another. The white-robed and white-haired Imperial Master was stationed here in his true form and had never left. At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the top of the snow-capped mountains where Yun Qing was.
Yun Qing's whole body was covered with ice and snow, and there was no sign of life, but the snow lotus bloomed extremely enchantingly.
Originally, all the visions would be restored after the ceremony of Lutian Holy Altar, but there was no such sign at all in the snowy mountain where Yun Qing was.
The heart is like still water, and the mind is fixed on the cold mountain!
Yun Qing slowly opened his eyes, and his strange, dark, pupil-less eyes looked at the man above the holy pool for a moment.
"call!"
Yun Qing's whole body was ignited with blazing black flames, and then he disappeared out of thin air.
The national master suddenly stood up and waved a golden light towards the holy pool.
Almost at the same time, a monstrous fire that was exactly the same as the black flame of the Great Sun Black Heavenly Wheel ignited on the surface of the holy pool. This flame silently collided with the golden light.