Click, click.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the empty underground space.
It was as if in the hollowed-out belly of a mountain, a high platform rose from the ground, like an altar, with a huge bronze mirror inlaid on the top. The surface of the bronze mirror seemed to be covered with countless dust, and not a single light could penetrate.
In the center of the bronze mirror, there was a skeleton sitting cross-legged, but the clothes on its body were still intact.
The moment the footsteps were heard, a hazy golden light suddenly appeared on the dry bones. After the light, the dry bones sitting cross-legged on the bronze mirror on the altar had turned into an old man who was extremely skinny but had flesh and blood.
His dry and wrinkled skin indicated that he was older than an average person.
The old man raised his eyelids and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Fudao Shanren was in front, and the head of the sect, Zheng Yao, was behind, and the two of them walked towards the altar.
Although his steps were not fast, he had arrived at the altar in a blink of an eye.
Fudaoshanren had a cloud on his face. Without saying a word, he simply raised his foot and stepped forward as if he had climbed a ladder to heaven. When he landed, he was already at the edge of the altar, but did not step on the bronze mirror.
He bent down and placed the person in his arms on the bronze mirror.
"Help..."
The hoarse sound was like the rubbing of dry bones.
The old man spoke slowly, his cloudy eyes fell on Fudaoshanren, as if it took him a long time to recognize him.
The people of Fudao Mountain haven't heard such a name for a long time.
That's why he hates these old guys so much. They make him look younger than his generation!
only…
You have to worship when you should.
Fudaoshanren bowed his hands and said, "I am Fudao, a disciple of Yashan, and I pay my respects to the ancestor."
The "old ancestor" smiled slightly: "I am unwilling to do so. I haven't seen you for many years. Hundreds of years ago, Zheng Yao told me that you went out to relax. Now you are finally back. It's been three to five hundred years since you went out to relax. It's really a long time."
"I am a mountain man and I want to relax, so I can relax. You, old ancestor, are jealous."
Fudao Shanren cursed the old immortal again in his heart, glanced at the huge bronze mirror under him, and then looked at Jianchou who was lying on the bronze mirror with blood on his lips.
At this moment, Jianchou's eyes were closed, as if he was lying in a coffin when they first met.
The scene at that time kept appearing in Fudaoshanren's mind, and the strange feeling became more and more intense.
He said, "I know that you, the old ancestor, are very busy, so I won't waste my words. I have just accepted a new disciple who is extremely talented. His foundation is the Tianpan, and he can operate the Doupan at will. He is probably a Tianxu body. But I am not sure, so I would like to ask the old ancestor to help me borrow the power of the Mitian Mirror to see for myself."
"Heavenly body?"
The old man, who had no expression on his wrinkled face, finally frowned and looked down at the person lying on the bronze mirror.
A woman.
There are also female cultivators in Yashan.
"The Tian Pan is already an amazing genius among geniuses; the Tian Xu body is something that only appears once in the Nineteen Continents for tens of thousands of years... This girl actually possesses both the Tian Pan and the Tian Xu body at the same time, something is not right..."
Of course something is wrong.
If everything is fine, why would I look for you
Fudaoshanren was secretly complaining in his heart and was extremely angry.
"If she is not favored by heaven, then she is envied by heaven..." the old man murmured, and became curious about Jianchou in front of him. "The power of the Mitian Mirror has been injected into the ground, and I can only use a little of it. We are powerless to change what heaven decides. Since you already know that she is a Tianpan and has a Tianxu body, what else do you want me to investigate?"
"I would like to ask the old ancestor to look at her three souls and seven spirits."
His voice was low, making him seem low as well.
The man from Fudao Mountain looked as if he had been hit by frost.
The old man was puzzled: "What's so good about souls and spirits?"
…This old man is immortal.
If the other party's cultivation level was not too high and he was not an elder of Yashan with a seniority higher than the sky, Fudaoshan would have thrown a chicken leg at him long ago.
"I dug this girl out of a grave. She was buried in a place where winds gather and qi gathers, which is a dragon's lair. Her soul was wandering outside, and I used the dragon's lair's qi gathering effect to reunite her spirit and soul. It was also her fate that she would not die. I saw that she had a destiny, so I accepted her as my disciple. Now I have the Heaven Plate and the Tianxu Body, I am afraid that something has happened between them."
Wherever there is wind and energy, there will be monsters.
As soon as Fu Daoshan said this, the old man immediately understood.
He frowned and said, "You go down first."
This is agreed.
Fudao Shanren wanted to say something, but finally he looked at Jianchou who was lying unconscious, then he leaped up and jumped down.
Zheng Yao, the head of Yashan, was standing below and did not go up.
Seeing Fudaoshanren coming down, he also heard their previous conversation and said in a low voice: "Every time I come down here, I always feel eerie. Alas, the old ancestor is kind to you."
kind
Bullshit!
Fudao Shanren snorted coldly, "He has been suppressed here for too long. He hasn't seen anyone for hundreds of years. Now that he has seen people, his temper has improved a little."
Zheng Yao was shocked by his words. He touched his nose and didn't dare to offend him. He just said: "Although the old ancestor has lost his flesh and blood and is only a skeleton, he still has some human touch. However, I thought you were going to do something to change your fate. I didn't expect that you just asked the old ancestor to look at the soul of the eldest sister. Isn't it easier to do it yourself? You don't have to come here..."
"Watch? What can I watch, mountain man?"
Fudaoshan was so angry that he rolled his eyes.
"I've already fallen out of my body, what's the point of watching it?"
At that moment, Zheng Yao was suddenly stunned.
His eyes flickered as he stared at Fudao Shanren: "I... Uncle Master, that's not what I meant..."
"Okay, I know you don't mean that. It's okay if you fall. It's no big deal."
Looking up at the high altar, Fudaoshanren knew that it would take more than a short time, so he sat down.
There are nine realms and nine levels of cultivation.
Refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, primordial infant, and out-of-body experience are the first five levels; entering the world, returning to the void, having boundaries, and reaching the sky are the last four levels.
Three hundred years ago, Fudaoshan was in the world, but now he is out of the body, falling back to the fifth level from the sixth level.
From an ordinary perspective, it seemed like he had only fallen one level, but in the eyes of the powerful monks, it was like he had fallen from the sky to the ground.
The reason is simple, just cultivating your mind.
There are nine levels of cultivation, with the out-of-body stage as the dividing line. Before out-of-body, one cultivates the "body", and after out-of-body, one cultivates the "mind".
In the first five levels, one can break through when the strength and opportunity are reached. However, when breaking through the out-of-body stage and reaching the worldly realm, an extremely dangerous calamity will occur, which the cultivators call "questioning the heart."
After the ordeal of "examination of conscience", the losers will be reduced to ashes, while the winners will rise rapidly.
From then on, strength became secondary, while understanding and perception became the top priority.
Before leaving the body, the cultivator's "body" is separated from the mortal world; after leaving the body, the cultivator's "heart" is separated from the mortal world.
Therefore, falling from the worldly realm to the outer realm is not as simple as just falling one realm.
After so much difficulty climbing up, three hundred years later, it did not rise but fell instead. I'm afraid there is something wrong with my state of mind.
If this kind of thing were to be made public, no one in the entire cultivation world would dare to believe it.
But all this happened right before Zheng Yao's eyes.
He hesitated, wanting to take back what he had said before, but he didn't expect that Fudaoshanren didn't seem to care at all.
Fudaoshanren is currently only at the out-of-body stage. His cultivation of the "heart" is insufficient. How can he observe people's "souls"
After all, we can only turn to our ancestors for help.
Zheng Yao sighed, walked over, sat next to Fu Dao Shan Ren, and said, "So, Master, do you suspect that something went wrong when you gathered the souls?"
"It's not a mistake, it's reincarnation."
Fudaoshan took out a chicken leg and gnawed it slowly.
"The Human Island is different from the land of my Nineteen Continents. The Nine-headed Bird is dead, and there is no reincarnation in the cultivation world from now on. But there is still reincarnation in the Human Island... When a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits return to reincarnation. I found that the place where the girl Jianchou was was a place where the wind was hidden and the energy was gathered, so the soul and spirit did not disperse. In the battle in the Extreme Domain ten generations ago, I learned a trick from those ghosts, so I can gather mortal souls... It's just a small trick. The land of the Extreme Domain has always been mysterious. I, a mountain man, know the results, but I don't know the reasons."
The nine-headed bird is dead, and from now on there is no reincarnation in the world of cultivation.
Therefore, when a cultivator dies, his body and soul are truly destroyed.
All of this was related to the battle that happened ten generations ago. Zheng Yao listened without interrupting.
"When I found Jianchou, she had been dead for three days..."
This sounds a bit strange.
After Fudaoshanren finished speaking, he was stunned for a long while.
Then he touched his chin with his greasy fingers and suddenly thought: "Do you think this would be a good way to create a large number of geniuses? Kill him, bury him in a good place, and then dig him out after a while, gather his soul and revive him, so that we can have the Heavenly Plate and the Heavenly Void Body?"
"… "
Aren’t we still talking about Senior Sister Jianchou
How come we're talking about such a cruel topic all of a sudden!
Zheng Yaozhen didn't react for a long time. He really felt that in terms of Taoism, he was still far behind Master Fudao!
I don't have the ability to change the topic in just a split second without even blinking.
but…
Zheng Yao touched his chin in the same way as Fu Dao Shan Ren and began to think: "It's not impossible. A group of disciples trained in this way would be invincible."
Think about it, what is Senior Sister Jianchou’s speed
On the thirteenth day, he sealed the plate and laid the foundation, which was the Heavenly Plate. Afterwards, he practiced a mysterious Taoist seal, which could be operated freely. Not only was it extremely powerful, but he could also use it in various parts of the body. It was truly against the will of heaven!
If another dozen Senior Sister Jianchou come...
Zheng Yao couldn't help but fantasize, his eyes shining.
The two people below were talking more and more unreliable, while the old man above, whom they called "ancestor", slowly raised his hand.
The bronze mirror under him suddenly made a long "humming" sound and began to vibrate. The dust covering it was gradually bounced away by the vibration, leaving only a mist-like mass.
The golden light spread out like the overflowing water of a lake.
Jianchou was lying on this lake of golden light.
The old man closed his eyes, and in that instant, his body turned into dry bones again.
The five gray bones of his right arm pressed down towards the surface of the Mitian Mirror, and it seemed as if ripples spread out. The ripples kept floating, and Jianchou's body also began to glow faintly.
It’s hard to describe what kind of light it is, it seems visible and invisible.
Puffs of smoke came out from between her brows...
In the entire huge underground space, all other places seem to be hidden in the deep nothingness, only this altar is real.
The golden light shone brightly, radiating in all directions.
Then, I could finally see clearly that this space had a roof, with winding rocks and hanging stalactites, reflecting the hazy light of the altar below, and it suddenly became real.
On the dome directly in front of the altar, the tip of a greatsword was revealed, as if it had been inserted there for a long time, and the bright blade was covered with stone.
And directly behind the altar, there is a huge prism, like the blade of a sword, extending from the dome straight into the ground, penetrating the entire underground space!
Fudao Shanren took advantage of the golden light and looked around.
He knew exactly where this was. Where the tip of the sword was exposed was the location of the Sword Drawing Platform on Yashan.
This place is under the Lingzhao Peak of Yashan Mountain, and its existence is almost unknown to ordinary disciples.
Gradually, the golden light that illuminated the surroundings dimmed and dissipated.
Fudao Shanren suddenly came to his senses, looked up, stood up, and with a flash of his shadow, he appeared on the wide altar.
"alright?"
In the center of the Mitian Mirror, the old man slowly withdrew his hand and opened his eyes. His dry bones gradually became full of flesh and blood, and his five pale finger bones turned into five old and wrinkled fingers.
He nodded and said in a deep voice: "This girl's soul is missing."
"… "
Fudaoshanren was speechless for a moment. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, was suddenly pierced by a sword that came out of nowhere.
There is really a lack.
The old man seemed unable to see Fudaoshanren's expression. There was too much complexity and vicissitudes in his cloudy eyes.
"I, an old immortal, also heard what you said just now. After a person dies, the soul leaves the body and wanders around in the world. The body becomes an empty shell and will gradually decay and disappear, turning into soil and dissipating in the world. This is a kind of 'melting', where the body melts away. The meridians melt into the tendons and bones, and the acupoints become hidden in the flesh and blood, and eventually they become one, and may be eaten by snakes, insects, rats, or invaded by wind, frost, rain, and snow."
"A corpse has no meridians or acupoints."
"But she survived..."
Fudao Shanren stared at Jianchou who was lying there, and found it hard to accept it.
The old man nodded: "It is because of your gathering of souls that she came back to life. When a person is alive, her flesh and blood are abundant, her meridians are divided, and her acupoints are exposed. But her soul is damaged..."
"The three souls can leave the body, but the seven spirits can return to the body. If the three souls and seven spirits are not there, how can a person live?"
So if the soul is missing, how can Jianchou be resurrected from the dead
Fudaoshanren also had some questions that he was confused about.
The old man said: "Among the three souls, the Heavenly Soul is missing three points, the Earthly Soul is not missing, and the Life Soul is missing one point; among the seven spirits, the first spirit is Tianchong, the second spirit is Linghui, the third spirit is Qi, the fourth spirit is Li, and the fifth spirit is Zhongshu. All of them are complete, but the seventh spirit is missing three points."
He had just observed the current condition of Jianchou's soul and was extremely surprised at that time.
"Her three souls and seven spirits are all there, but they are not complete. You are lucky to be able to gather her soul and spirit and return to her body to revive. You found a cave that can store wind and gather energy, so your soul and spirit are free and not taken away. However, caves that can store wind and gather energy are prone to produce spirits, monsters, demons and ghosts. It is unknown how much of the souls of living people they have eaten."
To be precise, this is the biggest possibility.
"So, although she is still alive, her soul is missing. Although she has plenty of flesh and blood, she only has a physical form, and her meridians are not divided, and her acupoints are not exposed. There are no meridians in her body at all. All the so-called cultivation is just imaginary, created by spiritual power. Wherever she thinks, there are meridians and acupoints."
If these words were to be spoken out, they would be truly horrifying!
Jianchou, who has cultivated to the level of Tianpan, actually has no meridians or acupoints in his body!
Zheng Yao, who was listening below, was dumbfounded.
The old man's aged gaze fell on the man from Fudao Mountain.
"So if your disciple had seen the meridians and acupoints diagram of the human body before practicing, she would have thought that the meridians and acupoints in her body were the same, and thus she would have created meridians and acupoints in her body that had already dissolved into a 'corpse'. As long as she wanted, she would have them. So as long as she was more confident in her calculations, she would definitely succeed, so she could light up all the Kun lines."
Fudaoshanren stood there and didn't speak for a long time.
He has been practicing for a long time, so he must understand the meaning of these words.
Since she has no meridians or acupoints in her body, there are meridians and acupoints everywhere. Therefore, as long as she calculates the trajectory of the Taoist seal correctly, she can succeed directly in the first attempt.
Using legs or hands, there seems to be only a slight difference in power.
only…
A bitter taste rose on the tip of Fudaoshanren's tongue.
"But above leaving the body, there is the tribulation of self-examination. Once entering the world, it is the time to cultivate the mind..."
The old man was silent for a long time, and then nodded slowly.
"So, your disciple, after leaving the body, has an astonishing speed of cultivation, and can practice Dao Seals at will. If he fights with others, his attacks will be extremely powerful. Below the state of leaving the body, it is difficult to meet an opponent, and once he is asked to answer his questions, he will surely die."
Once you reach the state of leaving the body, it is hard to find an opponent.
If you examine your conscience, you will surely die.
It’s only because Jianchou’s soul is incomplete that he is unable to cultivate his mind, let alone withstand the dangerous calamity of self-examination!
Fudao Shanren did not say anything else. He just bent down, picked up Jianchou, and took a step forward. He was already more than ten feet away from the altar.
He walked forward with heavy steps, his skinny body tense like a fully drawn bowstring.
It was as if, if he didn't stay so tense, he would collapse immediately.
Seeing Fudaoshanren gradually disappearing into the void of darkness, Zheng Yao stood where he was and did not leave.
The old man sighed, with a complicated look.
"It's been six hundred years, and his cultivation is actually regressing... Why torture himself?"
After hearing this, Zheng Yao turned around and said, "Master Uncle always has this temper."
"Always?" The old man couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this, his voice heavy, "His bad temper has improved a lot now."
Dog temper...
Only you dare to say that.
Zheng Yao did not dare to answer, and only bowed to the old man: "Grandfather, Senior Sister Jianchou now has a body of heavenly emptiness and a missing soul. Is there no way to make it whole?"
"Anything related to the soul involves the mysteries of heaven, and cannot be asked except in the extreme realm. However, the battle six hundred years ago exhausted all the elite troops on Yashan Mountain, and it is too late to ask about it..." The old man slowly closed his eyes, "It doesn't matter whether it is favored by heaven or envied by heaven. This girl, if you want to live longer, you might as well practice more slowly."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyelids had completely closed.
Then, the flesh and blood on his body gradually disappeared, and on the huge altar, only a skeleton that had been there for years remained.
Zheng Yao looked at it for a long time, and when he thought of the heaviness with which Fu Daoshanren left, he also let out a long sigh.
He also slowly walked into the darkness and disappeared.
Soon, ripples appeared on the ground of Lanyue Palace.
Zheng Yao's figure gradually became solid, and he was already standing on the Lanyue Palace. Looking around, he saw no one, and it was probably that Fudao Shanren had already taken Jianchou back.
***
When I opened my eyes, the light around me was a little blurry.
Jianchou was a little overwhelmed to react.
This is her house.
There was still a bright flame burning in that strange jade bowl, which lasted for a long time.
When Jianchou sat up, he felt relaxed all over, without any discomfort at all.
She tapped her temple and recalled carefully, then she vaguely remembered that she fainted due to exhaustion when she was taking the Dao Seal test in Lanyue Palace.
Now that he appeared in his house, it must be that Fudaoshanren sent him back.
Jianchou was puzzled by the strange phenomenon at that time. He could use his legs and palms as well? That was a really strange Taoist seal.
She got up from the couch, walked to the door, and found that the place that was broken by her blow that day had been repaired. The huge leg-shaped hole did not leave any trace on the wall of Yashan.
When Jianchou opened the door, he turned his head to glance at the wooden sign hanging next to it. The elegant patterns spread out, and the three words "Scripture Repository" had disappeared. What returned to the wooden sign were the two words "Jianchou".
I guess the Sutra Repository has been taken away by Fudaoshanren.
She stood in front of her door and looked down. It was already dusk, but rays of light of various colors kept flying down from the mountain wall to the Lingzhao Peak.
There were quite a few people standing in front of Guihe Well. Jianchou roughly counted them and found that there were about twenty of them.
Fudao Shanren was sitting beside the Guihe Well, with his feet in the water, holding a thin bamboo pole in his hand, teasing the big white goose floating on the water.
The big white goose twisted its neck, too lazy to pay attention to the two idiots. It flapped its webbed feet in the water twice, then swam to the side with its butt backwards.
A stream of light like golden glass fell beside him. Fu Dao Shanren was very impatient. Without even turning his head, he said, "Really? Don't ask me! Those who have lost their magic weapons in the Jindan stage, if you have a legitimate reason, take them to the armory. If you don't have any, go find them yourself! Are you annoying?!"
"… "
Jianchou was startled and looked around, only to see Qu Zhengfeng among the group of twenty or so people.
Qu Zhengfeng also saw Jianchou, and nodded slightly at her across the crowd.
Jianchou nodded in return, smiled, then turned around and patted Fudaoshanren on the shoulder: "Master!"
Fudao Shanren really wanted to hit her back with a bamboo pole, but he didn't expect that when he turned around, he saw Jianchou.
This is totally unexpected!
At that moment, the expression on his face was even a little embarrassed.
But soon, Fudaoshanren had a face full of gnashing teeth and an angry expression: "You are such a sad girl! You slept for so long, and you just woke up and came to scare your master! You really like to bully old people!"
Well…
Jianchou especially wanted to ask: Are you also considered an old man
She was afraid of being beaten, so she held back.
"I just woke up and saw that it was very lively outside. I also saw you downstairs, Master, so I came over. By the way, I have a few questions for you, Master."
The Dao Seal is no trivial matter, Jianchou must know why.
Fudaoshanren's eyes rolled around and he sighed helplessly.
He propped his elbows on his legs, bent his waist, put his palms on his chin, rolled his eyes and looked at Chou: "You slept for six days, and I have been busy for these six days. It's hard to have some free time. Can't you let Master go? Otherwise, I will find you something to do?"
An idea suddenly popped up.
Jianchou suddenly became curious: "What's the matter?"
Fudaoshanren saw that there was hope, so he turned his head and shouted to Qu Zhengfeng, "Second brother, come here!"
Qu Zhengfeng was talking to the other Yashan disciples. When he heard the voice, he waved to the disciple in front of him, walked towards Gui Hejing, and bowed in front of Fu Daoshan: "Master."
Fu Dao Shanren pointed at Jianchou and said, "We're opening the armory today, and this little girl doesn't have a magic weapon that suits her. Take her to pick one."
Arsenal, magical weapons
Jianchou suddenly understood that so many people gathered here to choose magical weapons.
Yashan's magic weapon was not found by himself? Instead, it was given by the sect
She turned her head to look at Qu Zhengfeng, and immediately put the matter of Dao Yin behind her.
Qu Zhengfeng was startled, and following where Fudaoshanren pointed, he turned his head to look at Jianchou.
Indeed, when fighting against Zhou Baozhu on the sword-drawing platform that day, Jianchou could only take out a mirror, and didn't even have a sword, so in the end...
I can only pull my legs away.
cough.
By now, the fact that Master Jianchou ran away when he disagreed with something was well known to all the disciples in Yashan.
There are even people who have given Jianchou a new name: the Yashan Leg-pulling School.
The swords of the Sword-Drawing School and the legs of the Leg-Drawing School, both have good names!
As the various rumors of the past few days flashed through Qu Zhengfeng's mind, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
After a moment of hesitation, he said, "That's true. Senior Sister Jianchou is now considered a top figure in our Yashan Sword-drawing Sect. It would be bad if she didn't have a sword. So, I'll follow Master's advice and take Senior Sister Jianchou with me when we open the armory this time."
How can you be without a sword when you draw your sword as soon as you disagree with something
Jianchou looked at the group of disciples standing behind Qu Zhengfeng. They were all disciples of Yashan. Most of them had low cultivation bases, and most of them had just established their foundation. There seemed to be a few in the Jindan stage as well.
When she turned around, everyone was looking at her, and their eyes were as if they were looking at a legendary person.
Jianchou felt his scalp tingling and he quickly withdrew his gaze. When he thought of "sword", he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Can I have a sword too
A smile appeared unconsciously on his lips, and Jianchou bowed respectfully to Fudaoshanren: "Thank you, Master. Then..."
Turning her head to look at Qu Zhengfeng, she smiled and said, "I'll trouble Junior Brother Qu to take care of you."
Qu Zhengfeng nodded: "Please follow me, Senior Sister. We are about to set off now."
Jianchou followed him and walked into the group of Yashan disciples.
Fudao Shanren sat beside the Guihe Well, his feet were wrapped in water and were icy cold.
He looked at Jianchou standing with the many disciples of Yashan, and slowly lowered his eyes.
He is invincible below the level of leaving the body.
How glamorous does it sound
Just like Jianchou at this moment, all eyes are watching, all hearts are looking up to, all lights are shining...
"well… "
After a long sigh, Fudaoshanren felt his head starting to hurt.
Another stream of light fell, and Chen Ju stood beside Fu Dao Shan Ren. He glanced at the group of people who were about to leave Yashan, and couldn't help frowning. He said, "Master, in the left three thousand of the Central Region, it has been spread that the new female cultivator in Yashan will build a foundation within thirteen days and is responsible for the Heaven Plate."
"Has it spread?"
When Fudao Shanren heard this, his scalp almost exploded.
How is this possible