Go south to Luoyang.
It’s not like these young practitioners have never thought about it. After all, it is the capital of the gods, the capital of the most powerful empire in the world. Even if the demons occupy the entire Youzhou, it is impossible for them to invade Luoyang in a short time. Tang will not If you agree, the entire cultivation world will not agree either.
If there is anyone who can organize all the sects in the entire Shenzhou to gather in one place to discuss the elimination of demons, it must be Tang, and the place to gather can only be Luoyang.
In other words, the young disciples in Guandi's temple also had no choice.
As long as they still care about their own lives, they can only follow Ye Que right now, wherever Ye Que goes, wherever they go, at least get out of Youbei, this is their last straw.
They exchanged glances.
Chen Chenchen was the first to speak, "We are also going to Luoyang. Duanwangling has its own property in Luoyang. I believe it has not been destroyed by the devil. It is a place to stay."
Guan Shuheng didn't speak, but lightly touched the unconscious Lei Tianyou, but there was no response. He just took the medicine and was treated by Ye Que Tianyuan. Although his life was out of danger, how could he wake up so quickly.
He shook his head towards his senior sister.
Yang Nuanyue took a deep breath, sat up, and looked at Ye Que solemnly, "Then we will also go to Luoyang, and we may have to rely on Mr. Zhang along the way. If there is anything useful, please speak up, although It may not be enough to fight the demons, but the sisters can still do errands and so on."
Speaking of this, Yang Nuanyue stood up first and bowed to Ye Que again.
At the same time, including Guan Shuheng, the other young disciples of Fenglei Pavilion also stood up and bowed down to pay respects to Ye Que.
Seeing the actions of the Fenglei Pavilion disciples, the youths in Duanwangling looked a little embarrassed, and quickly stood up, either bending over or not bending over.
Fenglei Pavilion is already regarded as the last sect of self-cultivation, and now it seems that Duanwangling is even more unsustainable.
To evaluate a cultivation sect, the combat power is the comprehensive strength, the master represents the ceiling of the sect, and the low-level disciples reflect the connotation of a sect.
At least in terms of dealing with people, Fenglei Pavilion is better.
Eat the wild game.
Everyone took the time to rest in the temple, and Guan Shuheng wanted to go to the gate to watch the night, but this time Ye Que didn't let him insist, "Shu Heng, you also go to rest for a while, and you have to hurry tomorrow. You take care of it, what if you don’t have enough rest. From Youbei to Luoyang, it’s thousands of miles, it’s not so easy to walk.”
"Sir, I'm fine, I'm not tired." Guan Shu insisted, gritted his teeth.
"Perseverance is a good thing, but you must have a clear understanding of yourself, otherwise you will be reckless." Ye Que patted Guan Shuheng on the shoulder, and said calmly, "Cultivation is something that only smart people can do, don't be like fools." set."
"I..." Guan Shu opened his mouth and tried to defend himself.
But when Ye Que glared at him, he choked back what he said. After running around for a whole day, if he said he wasn't tired, he would be lying. Just now, Guan Shuheng almost fell asleep standing up while guarding the gate of the Guandi Temple. caught.
Slowly walked to the small courtyard, added another bundle of firewood to the bonfire, simply gathered the fire, and when he returned to the temple, Guan Shuheng had completely passed out, and even Hongdou was sleeping with a blanket past. Maybe Dragon Girl's practice is to eat and drink enough to go to sleep, and to practice in sleep, anyway, Ye Que has almost never seen red beans in meditation for such a long time.
wrong.
It's not almost, it's just that I haven't seen it once. Now it seems that Hongdou's practice method is definitely different from that of ordinary people. The phase environment should be more solid.
Sitting cross-legged at the gate of Guandi Temple.
He took out a jug from the sachet.
He raised his head and took a sip, it was burning hot, this jug of wine was picked up from the wine shop outside Meishan a few days ago, the wine was Tusu from Youbei, it was as strong as a flame, piercing his throat with a thread.
While drinking, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, Ye Que frowned tightly.
In front of this group of young practitioners, he is a master and the pillar of everyone, so naturally he can't show confusion. But now everyone else is asleep, only Ye Que is left, and melancholy floods his heart.
History has been completely changed.
Demonic energy invaded Youbei.
How should I deal with myself
Naturally, one needs to live to live. With his current strength and the treasured artifact in his possession, it is not a problem to live without accidents, but how can he live? how to live But it needs careful consideration.
In other words, it is still its own way.
After Ye Que returned to his youth, what was his 'Tao'
Become number one in the world? That seems to be the way of red beans.
Allow all civilians to practice? That's what Qian Shu said with a smile.
Go forward bravely, pierce the inner cage, and cut off the past? That is the way of Qian Shuhua.
What about yourself
During this time, Ye Que has actually been thinking about what his 'Tao' is. What is the belief that can support him to overcome obstacles? He once thought it was his mother's wish, but later he thought it was the cause of Ye Zhengru's death. Sometimes he also thought, maybe it was just practicing. Destroy the formless, become the apocalypse, cross the fairy ladder, transcend the void, prove the immortality, and become the legendary supreme being.
But these are too illusory, no matter how you think about it, it is a bit unrealistic.
In the last life, it took me a hundred years to reach the edge of immortality. For this reason, I almost gave up everything, and I didn't even find a Taoist companion for the weekend.
Does it make sense to live like this
There was a voice in Ye Que's heart reminding himself that this was meaningless, he couldn't be a slave to practice, he couldn't be a machine that only knew about practice.
Ye Que has seen the scenery of the fairy world before, and Ye Que has seen most of the beautiful scenery of the Three Realms, but what about real walking? I'm afraid that in this world, Ye Que didn't even finish his journey.
Ye Que has never been to the end of Luoshui, Ye Que has never been to the imperial mausoleum of the Dragon Vessel, and even this Youbei Ye Que has never been in his last life. You know, the prosperous Tang Dynasty under your feet is Ye Que's hometown, the place where Ye Que was raised and raised. I remember talking to a fellow Taoist before. one two.
The other eighty-nine, I don't know at all!
world
The world between heaven and earth
Why can't my own way be for the world
Ye Que stretched out his hand and gently touched his feet, it was a little cold, but the snow was warm under it, it was the earth. He raised his hand, and the snow fell into the palm of his hand, which was still cold, but after the snow melted, it became water, and water is the source of life.
The aroma of wine remains under the lips and teeth.
Ye Que's spiritual sea suddenly had a hot current, and the Tianyuan golden python and the artifact river pawn also flew from the depths of the spiritual sea. The pages of the book.
The heavenly book exudes a faint green light.
Ye Que's mind approached the book, and the green light instantly stretched out a silk thread, which wrapped around Ye Que's mind, and then dragged him slowly into the book.
At this time, the sacred artifact river pawn was no longer in the Tianshu, only the sky filled with Xuanwen, and each Xuanwen exuded the same green light.
He stretched out his hand and lightly touched Xuanwen in mid-air, the tactile sensation of his fingers was clearly audible.
A mysterious and mysterious feeling was transmitted to Ye Que's brain, it seemed to be guiding and testing.
"Array!"
In almost an instant, Ye Que confirmed the answer to that feeling. The Xuanwen touched by his fingers was a kind of formation, a very ancient formation. Using the power of water to condense the power of life, and finally achieve the effect of healing pain, it seems that it has been lost in the records, but it appears again in the book of heaven!
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Ye Que was not in a hurry to check it out, but frowned and thought about it. In his previous life, he had also obtained the heavenly book, and even got three pages of the heavenly book. However, he only saw half of the cultivation method, the pure qi refining method, and did not see anything else.
But now, it is really strange to see Xuan Wen in the Heavenly Book, and discover the formations from the ancient times in Xuan Wen.
Could it be because the former self didn't really practice the Heavenly Book exercises, so he couldn't open the treasure house of the Heavenly Book. And after returning to youth, I didn't practice any other qi refining laws, I just practiced the heavenly book, so in the Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum, only a page of the heavenly book underground could sense me and make a call.
It seems that all of this is a predetermined number.
Raise your hand and touch the other Xuanwen again, it is still a formation, but it is different from the formation just now, it is no longer a healing formation of water power.
After touching more than a dozen profound texts one after another, all the records in each mysterious text are formations.
"Could it be that this page of heavenly scriptures, except for a section of Qi refining law, is all formations?"
"What about the other pages of the heavenly book? Will it be different?"
"Or is it only this page of the Heavenly Book that is special?"
"Or is it your own epiphany? When you realize your own 'Tao', the Heavenly Book will have different transformations?"
In an instant, countless possibilities lingered in Ye Que's mind, and in the end no one was able to convince the other. But no matter what the possibility is, these Xuanwen are indeed real formations, and they are the most cherished and precious ancient formations that have been lost for a long time.
"There is no limit to learning."
"There is a way in the mountain of books."
Since Tianshu gave him a chance, he naturally couldn't let it go.
Sitting cross-legged at the gate of Guandi Temple, Ye Que was half in the temple and half outside, half warm, half covered with snow, not far away was a crackling bonfire.
Ye Que just kept his eyes open and meditated. In the black eyes, a strange Xuanwen flashed from time to time. After staying in the eyes for a while, the Xuanwen would float away, and then another Xuanwen appeared.
Words flashed one after another, and spiritual smoke floated above Ye Que's head, the smoke condensed and did not disperse, slowly transforming into a weird green lotus flower with white stamens and emerald green petals.
The spiritual smoke flutters, sometimes disperses and sometimes condenses, and the petals bloom and wither, one after another.
That night, when the snow fell on Chanshan Mountain at dawn, seventy-four flowers bloomed on the top of Ye Que's head.