In front of the crystal window, the girl in the white dress led a group of dense black shadows to trek along the increasingly narrow and rugged path, trembling like a chasm from the sky, ready to fall down at any time.
"Why not?"
Zhenjun Mingyu asked curiously, but Cui Wang shut up again and did not answer.
Fusheng Zhenjun twirled the Buddha beads quickly, and sang a Buddha's name, saying: "Life is born with eight sufferings, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, resentment and regret, can't ask for it, can't let it go. If you can't let go of your delusions, you can't let go of your attachments, you won't become a saint, you won't become a Buddha... Amitabha."
The Mahayana Buddhism of the Tianluo Sect, the Nine-Zhuanlun Sutra emphasizes that after entering the world, you will be born out of the world. When you enter the world, you must be sincere, and when you are out of the world, you must be free from vulgarity, otherwise you will be tired of the world.
Countless sect disciples nodded in agreement:
"It's true, it's a pity, it's a pity."
Looking into the crystal window again, the look on his face is rather embarrassing, such a talent, but he can't even do it... It's really a waste of money, a waste of money.
Cui Wang stood with his hands behind his back, silent all the time.
Zheng Wan in the crystal window didn't think it was a pity, but in the shadow that could not be seen at a glance, countless Aye Niangs followed and surrounded her, and the road under her feet was almost crowded.
However, Liu Yi in the front is still watching.
She snapped at her:
"Not yet?!"
"What's the matter with you?"
Zheng Wan felt that she was inexplicable.
But Liu Yi suddenly moved.
Under Zheng Wan's precautions, she suddenly crossed her own path and came to her path, a fireball in her palm blasted straight ahead. Seeing that she was about to hit Aye, Auntie, Zheng Wan suddenly sent out an ice arrow, and the ice arrow appeared quietly and scattered the fireball.
"what are you doing?"
"If you don't kill, I will kill for you."
After Liu Yi finished speaking, he casually fired a fireball backwards, blasting "Cui Wang" behind him into flying ash.
"You are sick?"
Zheng Wan looked at her strangely, "Let me go."
According to her understanding, Liu Yi should take the opportunity to come up and give her a piercing knife—or a fireball, after all, what she did before was really not very honest.
But Liu Yi turned against her, Aye, Auntie. Zheng Wan remembered that Xuancangjie called this "inner demon" and "obsession". If inner demon and obsession are such cute things, she would never Will want to remove it.
"It's ridiculous, my lord would, would..."
Liu Yi looked at the layer upon layer of "things" that were about to obliterate Zheng Wan. Of course, she recognized that they were Zheng Shoufu and his wife who were superior in the mortal world. Zheng Wan was reluctant to kill such a lump of pickled things.
She should have sneered, but her heart seemed to be filled with anger. Liu Yi raised her hand and fired three fireballs in an attempt to remove the unsightly pickle.
Apart from that, Zheng Wan would be just like her.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Wan stepped forward and directly blocked the three fireballs. Her Yuanli and magic skills were too weak. After the first ice arrow blocked a fireball, the second and third arrows The fireball can't, you can only block it with your body—
"Boom, boom—"
Zheng Wan snorted, covered her heart, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth fiercely. Fortunately, she was quick-witted, and the ice arrow turned into an ice shield, stopping the fireball.
"You are not allowed to touch me, Aye, Auntie."
"madman."
Liu Yi looked at her like a madman.
Zheng Wan couldn't care about her anymore, she was surrounded by Aye Niang behind and in front of her, and after walking for a while, she stopped suddenly, sat cross-legged on the path, and did not leave.
Countless groups of black shadows stood around her stupidly, not moving or making trouble, and the number was increasing, and there were more and more.
Liu Yi bit her lip, looked at her with complicated expressions, turned her head to look at the lights of the village in the distance, and left without looking back.
Outside the crystal window, the disciples of various sects couldn't help but look at each other as they watched this unexpected scene.
Even the Taoist monarchs who were secretly paying attention to this place were shocked.
This kind of situation is unseen and unheard of even in the history of cultivating Taoism and Xuanxuan.
In ancient times, there were people who killed their wives, sons, and daughters to testify to the Tao, but I have never seen a person who cultivated the Tao stop because of a mere illusion, stop the journey, stop the heart of exploration, this...
"Fanxin is too heavy, too heavy."
Daoist Jing Su said with a heartbroken heart, "Since I have changed my fate against the sky, it is rare to be a good life, why is it so, so... stubborn, stubborn."
Tianhe Daojun cultivates the ruthless way and does ruthless things, which is even more incomprehensible.
It was the goose-clothed male cultivator who tapped the table and beat the beat: "This little cultivator, if you want to cultivate the world of mortals, you can enter my Yuqing Gate, which is fine."
at this moment,
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
The little cultivator who was still practicing with his eyes closed on the narrow path just now suddenly appeared in the main hall, and opened his eyes as the twelve bells rang.
There seemed to be a glazed light in her eyes, which disappeared in a flash.
"this-"
Daoist Tianhe lost his composure and stood up, "Is this the innate dao seed?"
"When my disciple Fusheng came out from Qimen back then, there were only ten long chimes, proving the Taoism of 'Ruyi'." A bald monk walked into the room with a bowl, "Tianhe, your little disciple—"
"Twelve bells and chimes chime for a long time, proving the 'ruthless' Taoism."
Daoist Tianhe regained his composure for a moment, "But I don't understand what kind of Taoism this little monk is."
"Twelve tones—"
Daoist Jing Su pinched his fingers and kneaded the formula, Gu Zhou did not push the back map halfway, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and he waved his hand and said, "I can't push it, I can't push it."
Dao seeds are also divided into high and low. When a monk first enters the Taoist gate, if his mind is more in tune with a certain way, he will plant the so-called Dao seed at the beginning, but not all monks can cause the bell to chime.
Cui Wang practiced the way of ruthlessness, which is the innate way, with twelve tones; the wishful way, which is the acquired way, with ten tones; and the kind of Tao that Zheng Wan awakened at this time also has twelve long bells and chimes, but no one knows what it is. road.
—Of course, after planting the Dao Seed, whether or not one can obtain the Dao Fruit is extremely difficult.
"Thousands of ascetics, the road is endless, the sea of immortals has no boundaries..."
Someone sighed, "It can be seen that there is no law on how to practice Taoism."
In the trial hall, the disciples of various sects were also shocked by the long ringing of the bell and chime. They still remembered that Zhenjun Liwei came out from the dangerous door, twelve bells and chimes rang, ten rings of Fusheng Zhenjun, Mingyu The eight voices of the real king...
And the one they felt sorry for before was—Twelve Tones!
Under the inquiring eyes of countless people, Zheng Wan stood up, she was still dazed, she was almost crushed by pushing and shoving just now, she sat down to stabilize her footing, so as not to fall down and cause a stampede, who Knowing Guiyuan Jing has not been practiced for a week, and people come out.
Looking at the main hall again, many little monks came out, looking at her one after another.
When Zheng Wan came back to her senses, she was taken aback by Zhenjun Fusheng's big face:
"True Monarch?"
"Strange, really strange..." Zhenjun Fusheng walked around her, "Could it be that the bell is broken?"
"Did you have any special feelings just now?"
Zheng Wan shook her head in a daze: "No, it's just... a bit cold and too dark."
"...Could it be because her actions, unprecedented and unprecedented, made this trial hall feel novel and gave her encouragement?"
This trial hall has appeared since the Xuancang Realm appeared. Every main city has a hall like this, and it is heard that there are weapon spirits controlling it.
"Yomo?"
True Monarch Mingyu nodded, "Mortal nature is so important, it's really..."
Everyone understands her unfinished words, and she really doesn't look like a person who cultivates Taoism.
Zheng Wan didn't understand what they meant, but knowing that she had passed, she was immediately happy, and called out to Granny Jin in her heart, but it took a long time for Grandma Jin to come out, her voice was strange:
"...you girl, you are a bit special."
As for where it was special, she couldn't tell.
It's just that this person has an aura, which is quite different from a person who cultivates the Tao.
Cui Wang looked at her quietly, then suddenly raised his head to look up, and saw twelve figures appearing out of thin air in the middle of the hall, all the elder sects from the seven sects, three schools and two houses came.
Taoist robes, cassocks, and scholar robes are mixed together, it really is...
Very lively.
"Where is the little doll that made the twelve-tone bells ring?"
Zheng Wan was pushed out, she pointed to herself:
"I?"
"just you."
"Oh." She nodded and quickly accepted the fact, "Me."
"Choose one, even though it is an innate dao species that doesn't know what, but still has the right to choose a door."
There was an uproar in the hall, and a little monk raised objections:
"It's not fair!"
"It's not fair?" a white-bearded longpai blowing his beard and glaring, "If you can make twelve bells ring continuously and get the innate Dao seed, I can let you pick whatever you want!"
"Can I enter the inner door?"
Zheng Wan only remembered that the disciples of the inner sect would help settle relatives.
"That's natural, you can choose from all schools and peaks."
Daoist Jingsu landed on the top of the main hall, bent slightly, and said amiably, "However, the little monk is an enlightened person. Although he is an innate Taoist, there is no precedent for this kind of Taoism. Come to my Beimianmen to learn how to deduce it." The technique is the most suitable, and it can explore the road that no one has explored before."
"Pooh!"
The leader of the Danxin sect spat at him, "Come to my Danxin sect, no matter what state you are in, you can smash the pills and beans."
"Don't listen to him, the Danxinmen wants to make alchemy, every day is like a burning girl, why not come to my Tianzun!"
"Beautiful little girl, naturally she is suitable for my Yuqingmen." The goose-yellow male cultivator who had a good impression of her just now lowered his body, "I am the Taoist Zixiu of Yuqingmen, would you like to join me?" Under the door?"
In addition to the Guixu Sect, even the Buddhist Sect has begun to recruit people. After all, they are the innate Dao species.
"I'm going to Yuqingmen."
Zheng Wan looked at Daoist Zixiu with sparkling eyes, "I would like to join the Taoist lord."
She felt that after she came to Xuancang Realm, her luck improved.
When Liu Yi stepped out of the "Tan" gate and entered the main hall, she saw this scene and was stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered the first time she saw Zheng Wan. , with envy in the language:
"This little lady from the Fufu family is really very expensive."
That's why, after she saw the young boy who was beaten all over his body, she didn't rush to rescue him—probably because she thought that there was always one thing, that she was stronger than the other party.
But the words on the roulette can't be removed from my mind: "Shuiyuangen, middle grade, recommended to enter Tianzun, Yuqing, Danxin".
She walked into the crowd silently, and no one in the hall looked at her. After all, there are many places in Xuancang Realm with her talent.