It was late at night again.
Ye Ping sat alone in the middle of the back cliff.
There is a piece of rice paper in front of him.
Ye Ping stared at the sky full of stars, still thinking hard about drawing Qi into his body.
At this moment, Ye Ping also deeply knew how useless his aptitude was.
He doesn't even know how to introduce Qi into the body, so he's still a hair fairy.
In fact, Ye Ping is not to blame for this at all, it is mainly because he has read too many online novels. Basically, the protagonists of all Xiuxian novels, even if they are useless, can easily draw breath into their bodies.
The sky is like ink.
Staring at the night, Ye Ping couldn't help but think of a poem.
The sound of leaves falling like rain, and the moonlight as white as frost.
In the middle of the night, Fang is lying alone, who is the bed whisk.
This is a poem by Bai Juyi, which fits the occasion.
Thinking of this, Ye Ping picked up the brush beside him, and then drew on the spotless rice paper.
This time, he didn't draw people.
He only paints scenes.
Ye Ping wrote like a flying dragon and a phoenix dancing. He painted the depression in his heart.
On the rice paper, the picture of the night scene appears, which is extremely deep, giving people an indescribable feeling, a little depressing.
This is the soul of painting.
Ye Ping has achieved the state of painting the soul, hiding everything in his heart in this painting.
If this painting is viewed by others, it will also cause some distress and depression.
The works of everyone in Danqing are often condensed with energy and spirit.
If you are happy, splashing ink into a painting makes people feel happy.
If you are in a troubled mood, the pen is like a dragon and a snake, but the depression in your heart is painted in it.
Ye Ping has been painting, he painted the dark night extremely deep, as if there is no hope, all the depression in his heart is completely in the painting.
Thinking back on these days, thinking hard every day is just to draw qi into the body, not to mention the time wasted, the most important thing is that after almost a month of research, there is no sign of research, how can I not feel depressed
That's when Ye Ping vented all his emotions in the picture scroll.
Suddenly.
A gust of wind blows slowly.
With the breeze blowing, Ye Ping's depressed and anxious heart suddenly calmed down at this moment.
In an instant, Ye Ping stopped painting, but raised his head to look at the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.
Between heaven and earth, there was silence.
Everything was silent.
Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Ye Ping's mind.
But at this moment, for no reason, Ye Ping couldn't help being taken aback.
He froze in place.
After a long time, a smile appeared on Ye Ping's calm face.
"Elder brother, I understand."
Ye Ping realized.
He really enlightened.
boom
boom
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Above the sky, it was originally very calm, but at this moment, the black clouds gathered to form a terrifying vortex.
In the vortex, thunder and lightning flashed, and the terrifying lightning, like dragons, pierced through the sky for thousands of miles.
In the back cliff of Qingyun.
The wind blows.
The rice paper in front of Ye Ping was even rattled by blows, if it hadn't been suppressed by the inkstone, it might have disappeared long ago.
All the dead leaves rolled up, like the end of the day.
In the distance, Xu Luochen stood in the room and frowned when he heard the howling wind.
And it's getting uglier.
"It happened."
Xu Luochen muttered to himself, then looked into the distance.
"I forgot to collect clothes for senior brother."
He seemed a little restless and a little nervous. After all, Su Changyu's most precious piece of clothing was still hanging outside. If it was swept away, the senior brother probably wouldn't spare him.
Qingyun Back Cliff.
Ye Ping has completely realized the mystery of drawing qi into the body.
The so-called man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.
I was too anxious and always wanted the aura of heaven and earth to enter my body, but after thinking about it carefully, I might as well relax my mind, let go of everything, and let the aura of heaven and earth enter my body automatically.
In line with the way of heaven and earth, in line with the way of nature.
Ye Ping suddenly realized that Yin is not a guide, but a kind of exchange. He regards the aura in the world as a spiritual thing, and those who are willing to enter their body can enter it by themselves. If they are not willing to enter, there is no need to force it.
Everything depends on the other party's wishes.
It is precisely because of this that Ye Ping let go of his body and mind. He no longer forced the aura to enter, but let go of everything, allowing the aura in the world to choose for himself.
In an instant, with Ye Ping as the center, spiritual energy from hundreds of miles around rushed in like crazy.
Above the sky, the spiritual vortex condenses, but only monks who have practiced the Qi Watching technique can see this scene.
Around Ye Ping, there was a storm of aura condensed, like a tornado, sweeping a huge amount of aura.
These auras poured into Ye Ping's body like a vast ocean.
In an instant, the spiritual energy entered his body, and Ye Ping directly opened the acupoint of Xianzang without any nonsense.
pop
It seems that a layer of diaphragm is ruptured.
In his mind, the star map composed of thirty-six stars burst into light, and transformed into a phantom of a real dragon.
This real dragon is infinitely large, and the universe seems a little insignificant in front of him.
In just one breath, he can destroy the world, open his eyes to day, close his eyes to night, control time and space, his eyes are extremely terrifying, just looking at them will make people dazed.
buzz
But at this moment, the phantom of the ancient god and demon appeared. This phantom stood in Ye Ping's mind, and its momentum was not weaker than that of Zhulong.
Roar
A sound of dragon chant exploded.
At this moment, Ye Ping had an indescribable feeling, as if his soul was going to explode.
But as the voice of the ancient gods and demons sounded, this feeling suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, the dragon shadow disappeared, and the phantom of the ancient gods and demons also disappeared. At the same time, the outside world became quiet, and everything returned to normal.
Candle Dragon Immortal Aperture
With the disappearance of the dragon shadow and the phantom of the ancient gods and demons, a large amount of information appeared in Ye Ping's mind.
There are immortal storage acupoints in everyone's body.
However, everyone's immortal aperture is different.
Through the information that appeared in his mind, Ye Ping understood his own fairy aperture, named Candle Dragon Immortal Aperture.
As the immortal aperture is continuously opened, it will be gradually inherited.
"Candle Dragon Candle Nine Yins?"
After realizing what kind of immortal aperture he had, Ye Ping couldn't help being shocked, but also full of doubts.
He didn't know if Zhulong was the Zhu Jiuyin he knew.
If it was Zhu Jiuyin, it would be terrifying.
Zhu Jiuyin is the most terrifying beast in the Shan Hai Jing.
Even in the orthodox Taoist ancient books, Zhu Jiuyin is the founder of everything in the world.
Mastering time and space, he can go back to the past or go to the future. He knows everything and understands everything. When he opens his eyes, he sees day and when he closes his eyes, he sees night. He is omnipotent, invisible and immeasurable.
"It doesn't matter whether it's Zhu Jiuyin or not. Now that the immortal aperture has been opened, I can start practicing the Immemorial God and Demon Art."
After thinking for a while, Ye Ping didn't continue to dwell on this issue.
Whether Zhulong is Zhujiuyin or not, it doesn't matter anymore, it's naturally better, and it's not sad.
The thing to do right now is to practice the Immemorial Gods and Demons Body Refining Art.
But before doing these things.
Ye Ping glanced at the night, and then added some stars to the rice paper in front of him.
It's just a simple addition, but the artistic conception changes instantly. .
The endless darkness and gloom in the painting, along with the dots of stars, gives you the feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mists.
Ye Ping realized it, and the depression in his heart disappeared, and the painting became full of artistic conception naturally.