Ten days later.
It was quiet in the Tianjia Caibu Courtyard, and the Cauldron of Good and Evil exuded a clear golden light. The human face on the tripod has its eyes closed and has a peaceful expression.
Ning Tao finished his training and moved closer to the Cauldron of Good and Evil. Looking at the more than twenty divine crystals in the cauldron, a feeling of sadness suddenly emerged from his heart.
These twenty-odd divine crystals are the results of the past ten days.
After ten days of hard work and hard work, there were only about twenty divine crystals in the Cauldron of Good and Evil. How could he not be sad and discouraged with such a harvest.
Moreover, of the meager twenty-odd divine crystals, almost half came from the contributions of Ruan Tianyin and Lin Qingyu. They thought of ways to contribute the energy of love, trust, and kindness to him in various ways, and during this period, the most evil energy he absorbed from the outside was the most evil energy.
The god-making plan operated by Xinshen Company was not successful.
The vast majority of people today only have desires and no beliefs in their hearts. Even if you help him and fulfill his wishes, what he produces is still gratitude mixed with desire. While he is grateful to you, he also wants to get something from you.
But there was also something that made him feel a little gratified, and that was his spiritual training.
During this time, he was busy collecting energy to refine divine crystals, and had no time to collect evil and replenish good, so his spiritual power did not increase quantitatively. However, through these days of fragmented practice, that is, he practiced once every time he refined a divine crystal. Every time his spiritual power was enhanced by the energy of the divine crystal, after persisting for these ten days, his spiritual power became stronger. Although the power does not increase in quantity, it can become purer and more refined.
However, when he saw that the lifeline in the tripod had been shortened by almost one-third, his mood became worse again.
"Brother Ding, although you will be unhappy, I still have to disturb you. I feel uncomfortable if I don't say something." Ning Tao nagged to the Ding of Good and Evil, "It has been almost 20 days since the medical center was upgraded to a healing hospital. It will be a month in a few days or ten. According to the speed at which the lifeline is shortening, if the situation does not improve, I think I should be able to survive this month, but it will be over next month, so I I want to talk to you about the will..."
The human face on the cauldron of good and evil opened his eyes, and an ancient and mysterious voice came from the cauldron: "It's so late, if you don't go back to sleep to collect the energy of love, why are you complaining to me here?"
It also knows where those beloved energies come from.
Ning Tao felt a little embarrassed, but as his face grew thicker, he pretended not to know: "This matter is related to my life and death. What's wrong with me talking about it? If I really die, it would be good to have a will."
"Why do you think you will definitely die?" The human face on the tripod stared at Ning Tao, with a look that hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
Ning Tao said: "People in the world lack faith. It is so difficult to earn the energy of faith. This lifeline is shortening every day. How long can I live? Also, your cauldron is so big, can it hold a thousand kilograms of rice? I'm sorry After working hard for more than ten days to refine more than twenty divine crystals, it’s not even enough to make one rice dumpling. Isn’t this doomed?”
A voice came from the Cauldron of Good and Evil: "You said you were complaining, but actually you just want to get a solution from me."
Ning Tao looked honest and humble, waiting quietly.
"I will give you the six-character mantra."
Ning Tao said excitedly: "Thank you very much! What's the six-character mantra?"
A voice came from the Cauldron of Good and Evil: "The secrets of heaven must not be leaked."
Ning Tao: "..." "Also, can your eyes only see this world?" the Good and Evil Cauldron asked.
Ning Tao's heart moved: "Brother Ding, what do you mean?"
The Cauldron of Good and Evil closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to him.
Ning Tao called twice and saw no response from it and gave up. He was thinking about the last words of the Cauldron of Good and Evil: "Can my eyes only see this world? Can I still see other worlds..."
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.
Could it be that it was reminding him that these four energies could also be earned in the past time and space
Becoming a god cannot be achieved in one day or ten or twenty days. Such a thing is tantamount to building the tallest statue of a god in the world. Workers are still building the foundation. Thousands of believers will want to worship it, but that will have to wait until the statue is completed.
But he can't wait for that day. According to the speed at which his lifeline is shortening, he may be doomed before his god-making plan succeeds.
So, during this period of laying the foundation, why not go to the past time and space to look for opportunities
In the past, it was impossible to earn the good and bad thoughts and sins of people in the past, but the energy of the most loving and trusting and the most good and evil are different. They have nothing to do with the merits and sins. They are energies generated by the soul. Therefore, it can theoretically be collected.
Just do it.
Ning Tao took the Time Tower, the tree building board and the cloud ore, placed them on the ground in the lobby, and then put a death talisman on his forehead. Then he took out an ancestor-seeking pill from the small medicine box and bit off a small piece.
During this process, he used the corner of his eye to look at the faces on the Cauldron of Good and Evil.
If you eat Xunzu Dan in front of it, how will it react
The faces on the Cauldron of Good and Evil showed no reaction at all.
This result was within his expectation.
boom!
Darkness came like a tidal wave.
After a minute of darkness, the surrounding light surged, and it felt like colorful water flowing around, and then it became fixed for an instant.
Here is a room with a desk, bookshelves, chairs, and a table for drinking tea, placed next to the window.
There is a painting on the desk. There is a woman on the painting, and the ink is not dry.
Ning Tao looked at the woman in the painting and felt a sense of déjà vu in his heart. But the paintings in ancient times were not oil paintings. They just gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember who they were.
He came to the window and opened it.
The golden sunshine rushes towards the face, and the wind blows, lifting the willow branches.
This is the second floor. Downstairs is a street with many stores, but there are not many pedestrians on the street.
This street was still Chang'an University Lane. He had been here last time and met Princess Taiping on this street and took her sedan chair to Fuyun Garden, so he recognized it at a glance.
University Alley is still the same University Alley, but it is much deserted.
Ning Tao had some doubts in his heart and secretly asked: "Is this the time and space before Princess Taiping or the time and space after?"
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind him, and then they stopped at the door.
Ning Tao hid behind a vertical screen.
The door opened, and several people wearing black warrior uniforms and black scarves on their faces walked into the study. They were the last to close the door.
Ning Tao looked at these people through the gap in the vertical screen.
These people all held sharp knives in their hands, and each sharp knife was stained with blood.
What's going on here
Ning Tao didn't think about anything else when he came here. His first reaction was to observe the surrounding environment, and then opened the window to look outside, but he didn't expect this situation to happen.
A man in black stopped in front of the desk, picked up the painting that had just been painted, took a look at it, and said coldly: "The painting on this painting is of the monster Yang Yuhuan. The ink is not dry yet, and the ghost hand Painting sage Zhang Daozi must not have escaped far, search!”
Behind the vertical screen, Ning Tao was shocked. He actually came to the time and space where Yang Yuhuan was!
He couldn't help but get excited, knowing that if he could see Yang Yuhuan, he would be able to learn the truth about the prophecy from her mouth.
In history, Yang Yuhuan was a noble concubine of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. She had great power in the government and the public, but she died in the Anshi Rebellion and her body was buried in Ma Zaipo. But history is written by people. The Yang Yuhuan he knew was a cultivator and was buried at the bottom of the South China Sea!
A man in black walked quickly to the window, looked out, and then closed the window.
The man in black holding the painting turned to look at the vertical screen and snorted coldly: "Come out, stop hiding, Ghost Hand Painting Saint Zhang Daozi, I know you are hiding behind."
Ning Tao had no idea who the ghost-hand Zhang Daozi was. Such a person had never appeared in the history he had studied, and there were no related paintings left in later generations. The only thing he knew was that he had been discovered and these people were not ordinary people.
"Come out!" the man in black holding the painting yelled.
Ning Tao walked out from behind the vertical screen, wearing a black windbreaker, bare thighs, and a pair of socks, just like the last time he came to Datang for a day trip.
After he met Princess Taiping last time and was eaten by her in the sedan chair, he wanted to draw silk and knit a pair of trousers when he went back, but he was too busy and had no time to do it. This time I came here on an impromptu basis, so I still only had a Tianbao Dharma Clothes windbreaker and a pair of socks hanging with gaps.
Fortunately, the windbreaker is buttoned, otherwise the gear lever would be exposed.
As soon as Ning Tao came out, several men in black rushed up to surround him, and two of them even put the sharp knives in their hands on his neck.
The man in black holding the painting was obviously the leader. He took out a folded piece of paper from his lapel and opened it. It was also a painting.
The painting shows a young man, a brush sketch, who is not similar to Ning Tao, but the person in the painting has a strange haircut, which makes him similar again.
"Sure enough, it's you!" said the leader of the men in black.
Ning Tao: "..."
The ancients used this kind of brush sketch to arrest people, and the chance of arresting the wrong person was probably 70% to 80%, right? I don’t know how many people died unjustly.
Ning Tao was wrongly accused, but he didn't mind. These men in black exuded a strong evil aura, and they were not good people at first glance. They are not good people, there is blood on the tip of the knife, and what they are going to do is obviously not a good thing. No matter how bad it is, you can still harvest some evil energy from them.
Having made up his mind, Ning Tao said, "Guys, who are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the man in black hit him with the hilt of his knife and hit him hard in the abdomen.
It didn't hurt at all, but Ning Tao still bent down cooperatively and even screamed: "Ouch!"
The leader of the men in black said viciously: "Let me ask you, when will that monster Yang Yuhuan come?"