The inner demon is one of the oldest monsters in the world, and it once spread among monks like a plague.
As long as there is a word that shakes people a little, as long as there is a gap, the heart demon can silently invade anyone's heart on the spiritual platform. The endless cycle of self-struggle until it is beyond redemption.
This is also the reason why Xi Ping guessed that Zhixiu might have arrived at Wuduhai, but he would never take the monster out and hand it over to his master. Not to mention the dark clouds behind the Wanhe War that year. For two hundred years, he has never set foot in a land of chaos, and even when investigating the South Mine, he only let his unreliable apprentice run errands, which shows that he has an unresolved knot in his heart, and he is simply the perfect target for demons.
Xi Ping's ignorant thing, the three mountains and rivers can't hold him back, he wants to go to the sky every day, this time he rarely gave his opponent a good estimate, Zhuang Wang thought he could finally be reliable for a while.
The spirit bone far away in Wuduhai lost contact with its owner again, and suddenly there was a sound of firecrackers firing somewhere, Zhuang Wang suddenly looked out the window, his rare eyes saw blood in the black smoke.
In the early morning of this day, it was the terrified guard who shot the coffin-carrying laborers that tore through Xiao, and the mournful howls reminded people of the hungry monsters at the bottom of the sea. King Zhuang shook, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, choking him so much that he couldn't stop coughing, under Bering's horrified gaze, blood oozes from between his fingers.
Lingtai, the heart of inspiration, the source of divine consciousness, where the legendary soul resides.
Except for himself, only the gods and demons of heaven and earth can reach it, which is the end point for a madman to seize his home—he was buried with the big heart demon by Xi Ping.
But his consciousness did not dissipate, and Xi Ping immediately knew that he had made the right bet.
The first time he heard from the heart demon that Liang Chen's Dao heart was broken, he had this thought - since the heart demon can't possess Liang Chen, it means that after the senior's Tao heart was broken, the Lingtai must have been destroyed and there was no place to set foot , Xi Ping made a self-assessment and thought that his situation was better than Liang Chen's back then.
If Liang Chen can get out of Wuduhai alive, can't he
It's a joke, this kind of idea has never crossed Master Xi's mind... All that's left is to distract the devil and catch him by surprise.
After his spiritual consciousness had nowhere to go, more than half of it was scattered in the reincarnation forest.
This did not surprise him either.
When Xi Ping first landed here, he tried to call Ah Xiang, but no one could shout, and his connection with Ah Xiang was blocked by Wu Duhai, but at that time he clearly felt that his voice had turned around in the surrounding reincarnation forest. Circle—that is to say, these reincarnated trees have some kind of connection with his Lingtai.
At this time, his spiritual consciousness was completely integrated into the forest, and Xi Ping had a strange feeling, as if those trees were his limbs and torso. As soon as he moved his mind, Reincarnation Wood rhythmically swayed its limbs against the spiritual wind, and flew away the monsters that were close to his physical body.
But the strange thing is that the entrance and exit of Wuduhai has been opened by the finger bone of the third brother, but his body is stuck in the middle of the inscription, unable to enter or exit.
"I came in very well, how could I still get stuck when I went out? I just took some pills, so I wouldn't gain so much weight, right?" Xi Ping was wondering, while controlling the reincarnating wood, using the vines to forcefully His body is stuck in Wudu overseas.
At this time, deep in the woods, a huge gravitational force pulled his consciousness.
Xi Ping had the illusion that the back of his head was sucked by a suction cup, and the consciousness that was lingering in the reincarnation tree was suddenly pulled into the ground. He walked through the root system extending in all directions in the blink of an eye, and felt that his eyes were squeezed by the thinner and thinner roots, and he fell to the end of the reincarnation tree root...
Met half a skeleton.
Xi Ping was startled when he first saw the bones buried under the reincarnation forest. He saw that the skeleton seemed to have been split in two by a sharp weapon, and there were still sharp fractures on the bones. The original owner had been dead for an unknown number of years, yet the aura on his bones hadn't dissipated. A white bone claw is facing upwards, holding countless roots of reincarnation trees... He seems to be the source of this reincarnation forest.
Xi Ping didn't have time to think about it, the moment his consciousness met the bone, he was sucked in by the bone. There was a loud noise in his ears, and in a trance, countless fragmented images flashed across his eyes—cracked mountain ridges, raging flood peaks, tsunamis and giant whirlpools, kunpeng and dragons, gods and demons, and unowned spiritual mountains hidden in many secret realms. In the middle, the sages stirred up the stars in the sky with their hands...
Every figure in it is so huge that people can't think of anything other than worshiping.
The eight desolations are listed in the front, and the ages flow through his feet, the time and space are chaotic and disorderly, all the known and the unknown are all wiped out in this chaos, turning into impermanence, which is enough to drive a small mortal man crazy. Xi Ping felt as if he had become a speck of dust that didn't know where to go, and lost his mind for a while, until he was pushed by the wind and landed in front of a blurred statue.
Before that, Xi Ping only heard what his seniors said about "Tao Xin", but it was too far away from him, so he never quite understood it.
At this moment, standing in front of the statue of god who couldn't see male, female, old or young, he suddenly learned without a teacher: the so-called "Dao Xin" is like a frame that can contain all this disorder and chaos.
People can find out their own Dao Xin, build a small but very solid framework, and then continue to hone their Dao Xin, and keep pushing that framework out, until everything is included in it, and it becomes one of the three thousand great avenues. This is the path to godhood and holiness.
You can also follow the way that the predecessors have opened, accept an established framework, and slowly explore and understand under the protection of the previous humanity. This is the path of most people.
Brother Lin Zhaoli put together all the ancient swords and got the Dao heart of the former owner of the ancient sword. The Dao heart that Zhao Yuzun in Jinping City was looking for was hidden in the ancient painting... and there is a piece of Dao in the bones under the countless reincarnation trees. Heart, hook Xi Ping forward.
He tentatively touched the blurry statue, and suddenly seemed to be trapped in a boundless scroll. Xi Ping only took a casual glance, and before he even had time to think carefully, he already felt that his soul was completely occupied by that Dao heart, and he was enveloped in extreme comfort: all hesitation in this world can be explained from here, and all turmoil and restlessness can be explained away. With a place to stay, he wants to belong here forever...
Wait, no, he still has work to do!
The third brother's spiritual bones have not been sent out yet.
Xi Ping came back to his senses in a jerk, and his consciousness suddenly broke free from the blurred statue, and retreated a distance.
There was only half of the spirit bones left here, and his mind turned quickly: the other half should have been taken away by Liang Chen nine years ago.
The most senior steward of the South Mine strayed into Wuduhai, witnessed the shady undercurrent of the steam dynasty, and shattered Dao Xin and Lingtai here. His spiritual consciousness was helpless, and he should have sunk into the hidden bone of the ancient demon god. This is the weirdness of the "Dead Way", except for the hidden bones, you can change everything on your body - this can explain why Liang Chen put his body on the wooden platform as a sacrifice, and dressed in hidden bones, looking for corpses all over the world to wear It's too late, his original spiritual altar might not be able to hold his spiritual consciousness.
Bitan and Fei Qiong were puzzled by the half-mysterious hidden bone, because it was very different between Liang Chen and Xi Ping: Liang Chen was wearing a hidden bone, regardless of his level. If it is not in place, the cultivation base can pretend to be a half-step cicada slough, and even subtly suppress Zhixiu who dare not go to war outside Jinping City.
As a result, such a great artifact came to Xi Ping, and it degenerated into a half-baked item just like its master. It neither improved Xi Ping's cultivation, nor gave him extra supernatural powers, even if he was dealing with those idiots who sacrificed their flesh and blood to the reincarnated wood, his bone zither sound was only useful for mortals—opening the spirit There is a world of difference between a half-immortal and a mortal, so there is nothing to be proud of.
Xi Ping quickly summed up the differences between himself and Liang Chen: First, when he obtained the hidden bones, his spiritual orifices were opened, and his meridians were destroyed by the inscriptions. Indiscriminately pinching Yingu and him together - but this only shows that he and Yingu are better fused than Liang Chen... Is it useless to fuse better? How can there be such a reason
The second difference is that Xi Ping has no Taoism.
Liang Chen originally had a Dao heart, but it was broken now, so his consciousness rested on the hidden bone of the ancient demon god, and he inherited the Dao heart of that demon god by the way
This powerful man reached the peak of cicada slough back then, and following his way, the future is limitless. For the outside monks who have no one to lead the way, it is simply an irresistible temptation.
But Xi Ping is not an outsider monk, he has even rejected General Zhi’s Dao Heart, and he doesn’t think that the Dao picked up from the broken bones is better than his master—the way of cultivating death... This sounds so auspicious, it’s better to talk to Master every day. Practice the sword for four hours in the northwest wind.
"I don't want it." He said to himself, "Anyway, I won't be able to die for a while, at worst, I will be parasitic in the tree and become a tree demon, maybe I can get a few accumulated virtues that I would like to hang myself, and the rest will be left to Master to figure out a way. "
Thinking of this, Xi Ping decisively pulled his consciousness out, intending to follow the roots of the tree. If his body really couldn't get out of Wuduhai, he would first try to get out the mustard seeds containing the third brother's spiritual bone.
That powerful Taoist heart had never been ignored before, and was immediately irritated by this arrogant and ignorant kid. The fuzzy idol rushed over suddenly, trying to forcibly fuse his consciousness. It's all good to get together and break up, but Xi Ping hates buying and selling by force the most in his life, and said to himself: What do you still want to grab beautiful men by force
His spirit platform was shattered, and he was a bit tired and dazed at first, but this time he regained his energy, and his rebellious heart was more effective than a bottle of Qingxin Dan.
Xi Ping forcibly pulled his consciousness out of the half hidden bone, and rushed into the surrounding reincarnation tree. The reincarnating wood wrapped around the bone moved with his heart, and twisted the half of the demon god's hidden bone.
Xi Ping: "Get out of here."
He wanted to block the hidden bone with a tree root for a moment, but he didn't know whether it was because of his hard work or something, the half bone was crushed by the entangled tree root!
Xi Ping: "..."
he did not do it on purpose…
No, I'm afraid it's not a mistake, the hidden bones of the ancient demon god are so fragile? Isn't this reincarnation wood still the old man's companion wood
Before he could react, the bone crushed by the tree root turned into a handful of green smoke, seeping into the roots of the reincarnated wood—Xi Ping, whose consciousness had clearly drifted out of his body, suddenly felt itchy in his ankles. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was his feet or the tree roots that gave him the illusion of feet!
The strange itching quickly crawled all over his body along his ankles, and Xi Ping didn't know where to scratch.
Then his chest was emptied, and the consciousness that was originally scattered in the reincarnation bushes was suddenly twisted together, pulled back into his body, and collided head-on with the huge aura that shattered his altar.
Xi Ping was almost knocked unconscious, and at the same time, his body stuck on the access inscription writhed unnaturally.
Every inch of bone in his body was constantly breaking and reorganizing. When the bones regenerated, they occluded each other, making a "creaking" sound, and the reincarnated wood around him grew like crazy.
At this moment, the monsters in Wuduhai could no longer approach, and even the Seal of Seal was trembling endlessly in such momentum.
The devilish energy that had been hidden for nearly a thousand years leaked out from the cracks in the inscriptions. In the soul-returning vortex, black shadows appeared under each vortex, and rolled up against the vortex. Chop into the sea.
The distant Xuanyin Mountain and the misty Sea of Stars suddenly became chaotic, and there was a loud noise on the main peak, and the robbery bell turned automatically without wind!
Zhi Xiu on the soul-returning vortex managed to avoid the catastrophe, his heart palpitating like thunder. But then, he caught a faint... Xi Ping's breath in his spiritual sense!
Without hesitation, the sword cultivator pinched a hand formula, directly separated the ominous giant vortex, forced back the thunder in the water, and chased after the aura.
On the ice boat riding the wind and waves, Wei Chengxiang suddenly sensed something, and took out the reincarnation wooden token that was kept close to him.
I saw that the wooden sign seemed to be scorched and black for a while, and it returned to its original state after a while. Immediately, tiny shoots sprouted from the wood grain recovered from the scorched black, and they were pulled into thin strips, entangled with the wooden sign. In the blink of an eye, the young leaves turned green, then turned yellow and fell off, and the wooden sign was as clean as ever...
Wei Chengxiang had already babbled with the wooden sign all the way, and finished all the words he had held back when he was a saint for the past few days, but he didn't get any response. Seeing the vision of the reincarnated wood at this time, she couldn't help being ecstatic—a reaction is better than nothing: "Uncle! Uncle!"
The reincarnation of life and death on the wooden sign wraps the girl's call, and rushes towards the demon cave.
Xi Ping's consciousness, which was almost knocked away by the circling aura, was immediately awakened by her.
Ah ring...
A Xiang's voice came in, is the Wuduhai exit completely opened
The spirit bones of the third brother...
The Wuduhai seal, which lasted for nearly eight hundred years, was crumbling by his efforts. Xi Ping's twitching joints made a final sound, and a foot grew out of the ankle he cut off with his own hands... although it was only a bone.
Then there was a bang—
He kept a ray of clear consciousness and landed on something firmly, the spirit wind that shattered his spiritual altar and inner demons crashed to the ground, and the spiritual foundation was formed.
Xi Ping only felt that the meridians in his whole body had been expanded countless times, and all the aura that rushed in had been incorporated into the spirit base.
However, there is still no Dao heart on the spiritual foundation.
Immediately afterwards, the inscription under him completely collapsed.
Wuduhai... Wuduhai was sealed to an unknown place in ancient times, and the 800-year-old magic eye seemed to take shape, and the seal was broken by Xi Ping in advance!
Thousands of monsters trapped in it reappeared in the sky, the aura and magic energy rushed out together, and a tsunami tens of feet high was set up in the East China Sea.
Xi Ping fell into the deep sea exhausted, and the aura around him was scattered by the broken seal.
The group of demons, who had been suppressed for an unknown amount of time, once they were free, rushed forward with all their fangs and claws, intending to enjoy the first bite of blood.
At this time, a bright sword light flashed across and fell on the ground, tearing a gap in the densely packed monsters.
Zhi Xiu caught his apprentice who broke the "underworld".
Marquis Yongning hadn't had time to leave Guangyun Palace, he just felt that the day was extremely boring, making people breathless, so he heard a loud noise.
Hou Ye was blinded by the strong light, turned his head in horror, and saw that the Jinluan Hall of Guangyun Palace was struck by a bolt of lightning, all the steam lamps around were annihilated together, and a fire broke out on the Panlong Column.
The bells of the seven green dragon pagodas in Jinping City were ringing at the same time, and a sudden wave on the Lingyang River overturned the boat on the river, and the dragon pulse was shaking!