Nothing is to blame

Chapter 414

At this time, there is an unknown number of Tianzhou lands away from the Yunzhongpai mountain gate.

This is a place where flying boats are floating and densely populated with golden palaces. All kinds of palaces and palaces are like stacked beds and houses.

Only this "heaven and earth" seems a bit strange. Looking up, it seems to be a narrow, long and bright space that cuts through the north and south, whether it is wide or narrow.It seems that the principles of heaven are concrete, and it sets off this compact, rigorous and meticulous artistic conception.

Outside this space, everything is as deep as ink.

Only by jumping out of the heavy building and standing thousands of miles away can one see that this place is actually in the middle of two huge and endless mountain walls.And countless Qionglou Yuyu and Xianjia palaces are all floating in the space sandwiched by the mountain wall. When you are in it, you will naturally have a sense of oppression of "the world is bound".

It is also on both sides of the mountain wall, with endless heights, and blessed by secret methods, not even a ray of light is refracted back, so it looks like a boundless black hole, outside the dome.

At this moment, in that stretch of buildings, there is the ninety-sixth hall from bottom to top.On the back of a long-tongued ibis sits a young monk.

This person has four eyes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his cultivation has reached the realm of Nascent Soul.However, he rarely has the immortal demeanor of a person in the Taoist sect, but instead he looks preoccupied.

The bird originally carried him and flew from east to west.But at this moment, there seemed to be a breeze in the air.In this regard, the cultivator suddenly got excited, as if he remembered that there was something important that had not been completed.

Between each temple, it seems to be connected end to end from a distance, dense and crowded.But in fact the two are very far apart.In this regard, the young monk with thick eyebrows flew away on the green ibis for a long time before landing in front of an archway, fluttering his wings and flapping his wings for a few times before landing smoothly.

A bluestone on the archway is like a plaque, with four bright characters: Jing Xing Yang Zhi.

The door of the archway was wide open, and the eyes of the young monk with thick eyebrows flashed, and he went inside without hesitation.

But just when he was within a few feet, a slightly lazy voice said: "Ding Mingyi."

Ding Mingyi is obviously the name of the young monk.Hearing the sound, he stopped quickly and turned around to look around.The one who stopped him was a middle-aged man in a colorful shirt holding a jade gourd.

Looking at the age of this person, he is only in his forties or fifties; only the stubble on his lower jaw is short and neat, but it is full of silver, which makes him appear to be half his age.Watching its Qi mechanism, it is clear and transparent.The rhyme in the alchemy, the wonder of the baby's transformation, has long since disappeared without a trace.Obviously, he has transcended the barriers of low-level monks and reached a very deep state.

Ding Mingyi didn't dare to be negligent, and said respectfully, "Uncle Wei."

The middle-aged man said sternly: "If you fight once in Jingxing Palace, you have to have half a year of comprehension before you can collect and absorb all the gains and turn them into your own skills."

"If the old man's memory is not bad, you have already come here forty-three days ago. The opponent who chose to fight at that time was Huo Yuanyu, the ninth true biography. It is said that you are not too young to enter the Tao. How can you not understand the eagerness for quick success? , The principle of seeking glory but reversing disgrace? It can be seen that many things are easier to know than to do, and it depends on the cultivation of mind."

Ding Mingyi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Uncle Wei has taught you a lesson. But please, uncle, learn from it. The last time we fought against each other, I felt that my performance was not as good as it should be. I'm afraid I didn't learn from it. So I am willing to try again today."

The middle-aged man surnamed Wei thought for a while and said, "That's fine."

With a flick of the long sleeve, all the doors of the second and third entrances in the archway are opened without any obstruction.

Ding Mingyi showed gratitude, bowed deeply, and went to the hall.

Walking to the end of this hall gate, the field of vision changes from narrow to wide. It is really a huge space, almost no different from a small world.A single small room is wrapped in the middle, just like the core in the center of a fruit.

The small room is empty, only the eight statues on the left and right are arranged one by one, lifelike.Judging from his strength of character and charm, he is full of vigor and sharpness, and it is obvious that the person he is imitating is an outstanding figure of the younger generation.

In fact, the ones that can be seen by the eyes are not [-] square sculptures, but [-] pieces.At the top of the left and right, there is an object covered by a glorious screen.Judging from the size and stature, each of them contains portraits of the same style.It's just that for some reason, the two statues were covered by a screen.

The brilliance of this screen looks gorgeous and vulgar.But monks above the Nascent Soul Realm carefully observe, and finally can realize how majestic the magic power is contained in it.

Jing Xingdian.

This place is not anywhere else, it is a secret place of the holy ancestral court.

The two sects of Qianyuan and Shangqing have become more and more closely related for hundreds of thousands of years.Except for the difference in the fundamental formulas practiced by the disciples, after that, they entered the Tao to practice, sharpen and testify, and communicate with each other, almost like a family.Even the seniority order and ranking of the true disciples in the same generation are confused as one.

This "Jingxing Hall" was set up for the slightly inferior genius disciples in the ancestral court of the Holy Cult. Over the past more than one hundred thousand years, it has contributed a lot to the ancestral court of the Holy Cult in cultivating talents and forging ahead.Not only that, the method of this temple is much less expensive than the "Chongtai" and "Interpretation of Dao" meetings of the Yinzong.

In terms of the origin of this hall, it is a branch of the Shinto method established by the Taoist priest Xiandao of the Shangqing Emperor.

Every thousands of years is a generation, and the talented disciples in the ancestral court who are expected to achieve the Sky Profound Realm are listed in the True Tradition.The total number is between twelve and sixteen.

And with the help of this secret technique that has a long history with the divine way, absorbing a little energy from this true disciple, and then relying on foreign objects, it is enough to cast a statue that is completely similar to himself in terms of merit.

What's even more amazing is that even if the disciples of the True Inheritance gradually improved their merits and cultivated deeper, the statue also grew accordingly, just like a mirror turning, not bad at all.

But there is one.The body of the statue can only be effective in this space in Jingxing Hall.If it is transported elsewhere, it is no different from ordinary clay sculptures and wood carvings.

There is this hall, where more than a dozen true disciples who are the most accomplished disciples in the ancestral court of Ruoshengjiao are always honing their skills here.If someone wants to fight against him for the benefit, it is no different from fighting against a real person; one can imagine the high value of it.

But those who are qualified to enter the palace are also quite outstanding figures among the younger generation.Like Ding Mingyi and others, in the future, it is also within easy reach to seek a state of emptiness, separation and reunion.Even in case of another unexpected opportunity, it is not impossible to barely become enlightened.There are only more than two hundred disciples at this level, from the top to bottom of Hezong.

At this time, Ding Mingyi was standing in front of the fifth statue on the left.

The man in front of him was tall and slender, with a sallow complexion and sunken eye sockets.Looking at his unattractive appearance, but the sharpness in his eyes can be said to be extremely strong, and ordinary people will never dare to confront him directly.

This momentum, where it is a statue, is clearly no different from a real person.

This person is exactly the opponent Ding Mingyi challenged more than forty days ago, the ninth true biography Huo Yuanyu.At that time, it was only twenty-five breaths of fighting, and Ding Mingyi was easily defeated.

In front of the statue of "Huo Yuanyu", there is a disc of emerald jade as thin as a cicada's wing and the size of a palm.Ding Mingyi thought for a while, and reached out to grab it.

This emerald disc is the organ that activates the "Huo Yuanyu" sculpture.As long as you gently rotate it for a circle, this "Huo Yuanyu" will jump off the stage and have a fight with Ding Mingyi.

But Ding Mingyi pinched the jade plate with three fingers, and he did not move for a long time.

After walking a few steps forward, Ding Mingyi's mind suddenly became lively when he looked at the two screens on the left and right.

According to the rules for tens of thousands of years, the body sculpting of the true disciples in the "Jingxing Palace" is allowed to be challenged by disciples who are only half a step away from the subtle and profound realm.

But this generation was a little surprised.It is said that the two top two true biography body sculpting had only been completed for a few days, but an order came.Put these two statues on hold temporarily, and consider whether to announce them to the public when the time is right.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and Ding Mingyi's brothers and sisters all secretly thought that it was because the two had practiced the secret method and supernatural power newly created by the two Daoist priests, and they temporarily separated for the sake of keeping secrets.

Now we only know that the one on the left, whose surname is Li, comes from the Daotong of the Qianyuan Zong;In addition, all the information about the two of them, teachers, relatives and friends, and all the worldly predestined relationships before entering the Tao, have all been hidden, which seems not enough for outsiders.

Ding Mingyi entered the "Jing Xing Palace" today, but in fact, his fighting spirit is not strong, on the contrary, he seems to follow the trend.

At this moment, he is standing between the two screens in the first row, and he has absolutely no ambition to compete with the two of them, but he is suddenly curious and wants to know, this extremely mysterious senior brother Li and Xi, What kind of dignity is it.

Logically speaking, this idea is really incredible, and it is okay to laugh it off.But for some reason, the thought in Ding Mingyi's mind became more and more intense, completely unstoppable, almost the same as the demon possessed when breaking through the realm.

Ding Mingyi was extremely depressed, and his chest was burning like dry wood, so he couldn't help but let out a loud cry.

Under this angry cry, as if some foreign object had been moved, Ding Mingyi only felt a slight pain in his body.

However, he saw a half-foot-long cut in the skin of the back of Ding Mingyi's neck suddenly, and two cloudy winds that seemed to be transformed from sand and gravel came out of his wound.The two cloudy winds swelled and condensed, turned into two projectiles, and slammed on the two screens on the left and right!

Those two screens can be seen by everyone at a glance that they are extraordinary defensive treasures.However, after eating these two pills, it instantly turned into crumbs like paper paste.

Behind the screen, two real faces also appeared.

On the left, the first person with the surname Li is tall and mighty, but his complexion is extremely fair, which can be called icy muscle and jade bone, revealing a breathtaking contrast, and it seems to be a combination of compactness and majesty. beauty.

As for the Zhenzhuan with the surname Xi on the opposite side, she is a light and graceful woman, her sharpness is restrained, her long eyelashes are slightly closed, she seems to be concentrated and thoughtful.

"Ding Mingyi, what are you doing?"

A loud shout full of great majesty came, and it was the middle-aged man surnamed Wei who entered the hall after hearing something strange.This old man is like a ghost, his hands and feet are full of mighty power, turning into a net, he is going to take Ding Mingyi down.

At this moment, Ding Mingyi was still in a trance, his head was dizzy, he didn't know where he was, let alone that he had caused a catastrophe.

What's more, even if he is sane, the cultivation level of the two is very different, and it is also difficult to escape the ending of being caught without a fight.

But at this moment, it changed again!

The brilliance of Ding Mingyi's wound on the back of his neck shone brightly, and suddenly a gray ghost figure emerged, which turned into a height of Zhang Xu in the wind, like a giant bear, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Ding Mingyi into its belly.

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(End of this chapter)