This is not an illusion, but the state displayed by the automatic operation of the Xuanwu constellation.
It already has a human body.
"How is it?" Su He looked at the emperor, then suddenly turned to Su Huanian and asked.
Su Huanian didn't understand.
Su He chuckled: "I didn't lie to you! Xuanwu can obtain a human body! I have already entered the Xuanwu Dao, and it won't take long for me to transform into a human body. You have seen my human form in the ancient times, what do you think?"
Su Huanian, who was originally cold and aloof, blushed slightly. What if she was a human? What if she was not a human? She was a sword cultivator with a sword, and she was not a demon girl who took the path of dual cultivation!
Su Huanian pointed his sword at his dragon head: "Think carefully! He is demonstrating the breathing method!"
Su He shrank his neck and looked up again. The star had transformed into a human form but did not leave. It stood still above his head for a moment, then slowly sat down and began to meditate and breathe.
He did not raise his five hearts to the sky, but just sat there casually, breathing casually. The black tortoise was like a dharma image gathered behind him. The tortoise was still, and the spirit snake was swimming.
This scene reminded Su He of the time when Bai Ling danced alone under the moon, with the general Xuanwu statue condensed behind her.
The only difference is that Bai Ling is a white Xuanwu with a dancing body, while this Xuanwu is black in color and meditates and breathes.
But breathing is extremely casual.
It seems that meditation, breathing, and practicing Qigong are not that important to them. The Xuanwu statue behind them is the real focus.
Su He's gaze fell on the statue of Xuanwu. He looked at it carefully, feeling the movement of Xuanwu and the rhythm of the starry sky.
The Xuanwu Yandao Jue in the body began to operate quietly, echoing the Xuanwu statue above the head.
The Xuanwu of the Zhenxie Dao Palace is related to Su He's Taoism. The first time he came in, only the starry sky turned into the Xuanwu and roared. This time, he would go a step further. Su He could even feel that the Xuanwu above his head was deliberately teaching him.
Perhaps this was the practice method of a former Xuanwu
But everyone has their own way of Xuanwu, and Su He cannot learn other people's Xuanwu. He can only use it as a reference.
Otherwise, Bai Ling—she has already condensed her human body and has made further progress on the path of Xuanwu. Wouldn’t it be better for her to just leave behind her method of cultivation
Su He looked at the Black Tortoise above his head, the turtle body that was as steady as a mountain, and the spirit snake that swam freely. At some point, he began to mutter the Taoist scriptures.
It was probably because he had returned to the ancient times and merged with his previous life. At this moment, he could whisper the Dao Sutra. Although even Taizu couldn't hear what he was whispering, the Dao rhyme was countless times stronger than the previous silent recitation.
Su Huanian calmly fell from Su He's tortoise shell and landed outside the Dao Yun. She could feel the Dao Yun anytime she wanted, but this was her husband's chance, so she shouldn't be influenced.
As the Taoist scriptures murmured, Su He's consciousness completely calmed down, as if he had completely merged with the starry sky above his head.
At this moment, he is the starry sky, and the starry sky is him.
The human body is him, and the Black Tortoise is also him. The Black Tortoise constellation in the inner world suddenly brightened at this moment.
Outside the stone house below, Le Ying suddenly looked up.
At this moment, Le Ying still looked a little abnormal. Her hair was sometimes as white as snow, and sometimes dark and shiny. Her eyes switched back and forth between old age and youth.
This is a symptom of the erosion of the power of time. Su He has completely removed the power of time from her body, but after two years, she has not been able to completely recover. However, now only the hair color and eyes have changed, and she is not far from recovery.
Le Ying looked up at the starry sky. Although she didn't know what Su He was doing, she knew that it must be a critical moment in his practice.
The state of the inner world is a direct display of Su He's state.
Le Ying stepped on the ground, jumped up, landed in the starry sky, spread her wings, and the magic spells in her hands flew.
Whether it was the Bu Tian Clan or the Tian Zhen Clan, they all directly repaired and strengthened the heaven and earth. The starry sky was no exception.
Following Le Ying's movements, the starry sky of the inner world slowly condensed, and more than 800 stars connected together to draw a star map. If you look from below, it looks like a black tortoise.
The movement of stars is the cruising of Xuanwu. Beyond the stars there are rolling waves, just like the untouchable sea water between the stars in the sea of stars.
But they are different, the water waves in the Suhe starry sky are alive and full of vitality, while the water in the Xinghai is as silent as a dead person.
In the Zhenxie Palace, Su He took a long breath and had forgotten where he was. At this moment, it was as if he had jumped out of the barriers of all turtles in the world and suppressed the Northern Wilderness like a Black Tortoise.
After an unknown amount of time, an illusion appeared in his mind: a flash of sword light tore the heaven and earth apart. Beyond the heaven and earth, there was an unfathomable vastness. In the crack, he caught a glimpse of a drop of blood falling from his forehead, passing through the torn sky and landing on the ground, turning into a starry sky.
Seasons came and went, mountains and rivers changed, and after an unknown amount of time, suddenly a slender white hand reached out, grabbed the starry sky, and turned it into a tomb passage.
Then everything fell silent.
Su He suddenly woke up, and when he looked at the starry sky above his head, he no longer had the same feeling as before. It was as if everything was an illusion.
Su He seemed to be thinking, was the starry sky of the Xuanwu Passage transformed from a drop of Xuanwu's true blood
If you steal it...
As soon as she thought of this, she was ready to act. Su Huanian's cold voice came from behind her: "What are you thinking about, my husband?"
Su He came back to his senses with a start.
I'm stupid! I haven't figured out what is suppressed in the evil-suppressing palace yet, how can I do this
He shook his head and sneered, mocking himself. Feeling the rejection coming from the Evil Suppression Palace, Su He turned around and asked, "How long have I been comprehending?"
"Three days!" Su Huanian replied in a clear voice.
No wonder the Zhenxie Dao Palace would reject us. Three days have already passed.
"Let's go! Go back first!"
Su Huanian nodded, and followed Su He out of the Xuanwu Passage and into the White Tiger Passage.
The seven western constellations above his head were still stars. They did not change into the illusion of a white tiger because of Su He's arrival, and no Taoist rhyme was passed down.
He just collected the Netherworld White Tiger, not embarked on the White Tiger path. Su He guessed that in order to make the White Tiger channel respond, he had to at least condense the White Tiger's true body.
"Next time you come to the Zhenxie Taoist Palace, check out the illusion of the tomb passage first, and then go to comprehend the Xuanwu." It took too long to comprehend the Xuanwu, and he was expelled from the Taoist Palace just after he made some progress. It was a loss.
A man and a turtle walked out of the Zhenxie Palace. The heavy rain outside had stopped, but the weather was still gloomy, and it was likely that there would be drizzle that would continue for a long time.
This season is the end of the rainy season in Dongyun Mountain. There is no heavy rain anymore, but it is still full of water vapor.
Su He really likes this kind of weather. He turned around and looked at Su Huanian, with a smile in his eyes: "The Xuanwu constellation in the inner world is becoming more and more solid. I am sure I can open the third heaven within ten years."
Ji Feixue said that when she first saw him, he was in the third heaven. Although he had wings, he had already cultivated a human body.
Human body!
He chuckled and looked at Su Huanian.
Su Huanian was slightly startled, his eyes looking far away. To open the third heaven, we have to go back to 730,000 years ago, right
What kind of experience could make a woman like Ji Feixue wait for more than 700,000 years
Su Huanian glanced at Su He. Should he break his legs? Should he just stay in Changyue Mansion
Su He shuddered.
…
In the starry sky, there was a sound of horses running, and then a simple horse was seen pulling a wooden cart at a rapid speed. The axle was already spinning and sparks were flying.
The eyes of the horse shone brightly, and it looked ahead as if it saw the best toy in the world. Its four hooves swung like wheels, and while it galloped, it did not forget to make a tight running sound with its hooves.
In the starry sky ahead, an old man with a frown on his face was flying rapidly. It was when he was in Xuanhuang Cave Heaven, he asked for the method of refining the Dao field but failed, and the indignant old man stood on the side of Fenghuang.
Gu Luo failed to kill him, and after the White Tiger Ruins, he never showed up at the Ascension Platform, and no one knew where he went.
And for some reason he is being chased by the puppeteer
The indignant old man looked back while flying, and cursed loudly at the carriage that was getting closer and closer.
madman!
Pure madness!
He never cared about principles or rules when killing people. As long as there was a reason, he would kill even a youngster who had just entered the cultivation world!
But at least he had a reason, maybe he angered him or he had some interests at stake.
But this madman, for no reason, every time he saw him, no matter what he was doing before, he would immediately drop everything and rush over regardless of his life or death.
It's a fight to the death!
It has been the same for 100,000 years! There has not been a single exception. But this puppet master is so skilled that he is even better than him, and he cannot beat him.
"Grandpa ate your family's rice?!" The indignant old man turned around and cursed inwardly.
Don't let me catch your offspring. If I can't beat you, can't I beat your offspring? I will definitely wipe out your entire family!
He gnashed his teeth, and suddenly his mind trembled, and he saw that the carriage that had been chasing behind him had suddenly jumped in front of him. The puppeteer's carving knife on the carriage flashed and stabbed at him.
mean!
He banned his spatial means, but used his own spatial abilities to catch up with him.
The puppeteer's eyes flashed coldly: "Give me back my master's existence!"
The indignant old man immediately jumped up and down. This sentence again! It has been the same sentence for a hundred thousand years!
When did I take your master's existence? He is not a human! He is a being born from the anger of the heavens and the worlds. At this moment, he just died in Xuanhuang Cave Heaven. His whole body is a brand new anger condensed, and even his clothes are taken from a mortal!
I have nothing!
He was furious and tore his hands in the air, condensing all his emotions into a shield to block the puppeteer's attack.
He slapped the puppeteer with his backhand. All kinds of emotions gathered in his palm, and there were hysterical roars among the laughter and scolding.
The puppet master did not dodge or evade, and let him hit him with his palm. He kept saying: "Give my master back to me!"
The angry old man slapped him on the shoulder, but it was like hitting cotton, and the effect was minimal.
This puppeteer seemed to have no emotions at all! He couldn't even muster up the slightest emotion. Not to mention igniting the flames of karma and burning his body!
It happens again! It happens again!
There has been no change in a hundred thousand years!
"Your master is not in your car!" the indignant old man roared angrily.
The puppeteer flipped the carving knife in his hand, and without waiting for the man to retract his hand, he gently twisted his arm, and one of his arms fell off immediately.
The puppeteer grasped the broken arm, tilted his head and looked at it, frowning again, mumbling: "Is it Master?"
The indignant old man cried out in pain, and taking advantage of the puppeteer's dementia, he stepped away in an instant.
Another body destroyed!
The indignant old man had a hideous face. The parts cut off by the puppeteer could not be reborn at all! He could only destroy this body and be reborn in anger!
He is not a cultivator, and does not have a natal star. He cannot die and then be resurrected with a flicker of his natal star. But he is also more difficult to kill. Even if he has been dead for thousands or tens of thousands of years, as long as the anger of the heavens and the worlds is enough, he can be reborn.
With memories!
"Destroy your entire family!" This time, I must find out the identity of this puppet master, find his bloodline, and torture him to death in front of him! Next time, I will be reborn in the anger of this puppet master!
This puppeteer must have blood descendants; he could tell at a glance.
It's just that this guy is not in the right state, and I can't follow his existence to find his bloodline. But there is plenty of time, so I can search slowly.
I must find you! I will kill your whole family!
He gritted his teeth and ran away.
The puppeteer grabbed his arm, lifted the carriage door curtain, and pressed his arm between the eyebrows of the sleeping old man.
"Master, I've snatched another arm from you!"
The horse pulling the cart was stunned, looking at the scholar like an idiot. With a look of astonishment, someone transplanted an arm onto a person's forehead
Why don't you catch it in your eye sockets!
The arm hit the master's forehead and fell off with a snap, and there was no way to connect it.
The puppeteer was stunned for a moment, looking frustrated: "It doesn't work again!"
He sighed, picked up his arm, threw it into his box, and closed the lid dejectedly.
The arm fell to the ground in the box, and the blood vessels at the broken end extended into the ground, turning into a bunch of tree roots. The arm also began to turn into wood, and in a moment it turned into a big tree.
Five fingers turned into branches and forks. A tree of young leaves swayed in the wind.
At this moment, the box suddenly opened again, and the puppeteer, holding an axe, chopped at the branches. He chopped down a pile of firewood and used a carving knife to carve it into dense scales. He reached out and pulled the fighting white dragon over.
The dragon was not yet finished, but its scales had already begun to decay. The puppeteer showed a painful expression on his face.
He was feeling sorry for his wood carving. It took him so much effort to carve it to this level, but for no apparent reason it was almost ruined!
He plucked off the damaged scales on the white dragon one by one, and replaced them with new ones. The decayed little white dragon immediately looked brand new.
But the carving is still not finished, so I can’t move.
He put the little white dragon down, then looked at the broken white turtle sleeping between Xuanwu and the little white dragon. He grabbed it and stuffed it back into the jungle.
"Not good!" the puppeteer criticized.
After the white turtle was put down, it became connected to the surrounding trees. The originally green forest became a little more dead, and the leaves began to wither and fall.
The white turtle was corroded too badly. Even if we removed its shell and replaced it with a new one, it was already too late to save it. It was rotting from the inside and could not be repaired by simply replacing the shell.
Only by planting the white turtle in the woods, and using the vitality of the big trees to replace and repair it bit by bit, maybe there is still some chance
Looking closely, this endless forest is filled with big trees that are exactly the same as the one transformed by the arm.
…
The Sun's Tomb is dark red.
A large sun in the sky struggled to avoid falling. But the sun was dark red like dead blood, as if it had been stabbed by someone eons ago, and blood was flowing all over its body, and it had turned dark red today.
This place is weird everywhere. There are all kinds of creatures, but there is no sign of life.
Ji Feixue sat on a hilltop with her brows slightly furrowed.
here we go again!
The Sun Tomb was extremely strange. As soon as one entered, it began to corrode one's body. But when it corroded to a certain extent, she had no time to heal the wounds, and all the injuries healed in an instant.
It's like someone has changed his skin!
After the recovery, the body's resistance to the Great Sun Tomb has been improved.
So weird!
Ji Feixue doesn't like things that are beyond her expectations, whether good or bad!
(End of this chapter)