The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 322 Revisiting Faith and Mind Power
After bidding farewell to the current Longgui Hebo of the Yellow River, Si Xuan and his party continued to walk westward, crossed the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and finally walked out of the end of the area where the ancient Huaxia Kingdom was located.

The majestic plateau and snow-capped mountains, this place is close to the border of China, very quiet and deserted.

To Sixuan's disappointment, they traveled tens of millions of miles, visited the Ying family of ancient Qin, and visited the great Tibetan Buddhist monastery, but they only met two monks of the powerful level, and the rest were no more than the strongest. It's just the first heaven of Xiantai, most of them are little monks in the Taoist palace realm.

"Hey! No wonder those people from the west dared to come to the east blatantly, and even the ancestors of China were robbed. They are indeed too weak." Standing on the wasteland, he looked at Mount Tai, who was thousands of kilometers away, and sighed.

Both Fenghua and Tu Shanmei bowed to Sixuan with shame, "What you taught is that future generations are dull and shameful to the orthodoxy."

Si Xuan stretched out his hands to help the two little girls up, shook his head and said, "I don't blame you, nor your parents and grandparents, there are some other factors, Honghuang is not suitable for normal monks to practice step by step, and you have tried your best. "

The little fox Tu Shanmei said: "I heard from my great-grandfather in the family that Westerners rely on the power of sentient beings to cultivate. Although it is not the right way, fortunately they don't need to rely on the environment."

Si Xuan couldn't help touching her furry ears, and said with a smile: "That's true, relying on the power of faith is really convenient. It can replace the essence of heaven and earth, the source of gods, and the marrow of dragons to help people practice, and it can save a lot of effort."

"But many aristocratic families do not allow disciples to rely on the power of sentient beings to cultivate. Our family even has the legacy left by emperors and holy ancestors. Future generations are not allowed to use it to practice. Senior Si, I don't understand either." Fenghua also said. .

"There are various reasons, let's talk slowly." Si Xuannian thought, and three futons appeared, and he threw them to the two little girls, and the three sat down on the wasteland of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

"First of all, it is indeed a wrong way to practice completely relying on life-long thought power in the early stage of cultivation." Si Xuan snapped his fingers, and a human-shaped light and shadow appeared, and five light spots lit up on this light and shadow respectively. "Our current secret realm cultivation method pays attention to human body As the core, the Dao belongs to oneself, and only then can you go to infinity, prove the Dao, become a saint, and even become the emperor."

He bent his fingers again, and a brighter light bloomed around the human-shaped light and shadow, turning into a sacred tree, connected with the human-shaped light and shadow, and then, more human-shaped lights and shadows manifested, all of which became the divine tree. Trees are as bright, but they are also tightly strung together.

"It's a very simple model. You can regard this tree as the power of sentient beings itself. These people attach themselves to the power of sentient beings, and they live and die with the source of this belief, just like fish and water, mortals The relationship with the air, once they completely leave the water and air, they will be weak ants in a short time."

Speaking of this, Si Xuan turned his palm into a knife, and severed the connection between the light and shadow of a human figure and the sacred tree. In an instant, the originally bright light on its body dimmed, and the five secret realms also lost all their luster, and turned into a mortal.

"I understand what you mean. That is to say, people in the Western Lands rely too much on the power brought to them by the power of faith. If one day this power of faith collapses, will they be beaten back to their original form?" Feng Hua said clearly.

"That's right, as the saying goes, what you gain is what you lose, little fox, what cultivation level is your great-grandmother, and how old is this year?" Si Xuan turned to Tu Shanmei and asked.

"My family's great-grandmother... She is a psychic fox clan in the Jin Dynasty, and her cultivation base is very powerful among the powerful. There are not many people in China who are stronger than her old man." The little fox thought for a while, and the big Longing in the eyes.

"Look, this is a normal monk, who is very talented and can achieve great power in about two thousand years. In the same environment, if we rely on the power of sentient beings, it will only take three to four hundred years or even less." Si Xuan shrugged and said, this number is I found out when I was chatting with Jin Chanzi before.

"Can it be so fast?" Fenghua was shocked. Her Xuanzu Fengbai is about [-] years old this year, and she is still wandering in the first layer of Xiantai. She didn't expect Xixi to be so easy.

"Otherwise? Practitioners in this situation are usually similar to other monks. The probability of practicing great power is much higher than yours. Even those with extraordinary talents can cut the way, but under the shackles of thought power, sanctification It's almost impossible." Si Xuan shrugged.
"Even Buddhism, which has the most thorough research on the power of faith, is as outrageous as those in the West. It completely sacrifices the future and speeds up the practice. It can't be majestic."

There is an iron rule in this universe. If you are not at the level of the ancient emperor, you should not study the power of belief in depth. Even for the ancient emperor at the level of Amitabha, the avenue contained in the vow power of all beings is worth exploring in a lifetime.

The method of immortality, the method of conceiving the gods and self, and the mysterious method of resurrecting the dead... The power of belief and thought belongs to the research scope of the ancient emperor alone, and those who are under it can only be shackled by it.

"But even if you say that, they are still powerful. If you can't overthrow the foundation of their beliefs, it is still impossible for the Chinese powerhouses in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm or even the first layer of Xiantai to beat them." look, sighed.

"They are bullying that there is no strong man in our land!" Tu Shanmei's ears drooped in disappointment, the gap in cultivation could not be evened out by a passion.

"Actually, there are people, but those big people at the top are too lazy to care about you little shrimps fighting, and everyone on Sanxian Island in Bohai Sea has practiced Taoism, so they can't be counted on at all." Si Xuan sighed softly.

"Three Immortals Island in the Bohai Sea? Didn't those orthodoxys ignore worldly matters for thousands of years? Have you ever had contact with them, your ancestors?" Tu Shanmei asked.

"I haven't met them before, I only heard about such a group of bewildered people, I have to go to Penglai Island later." Si Xuan thought of Sanxian Island, shaking his head.

In the memory of Samsara Lake, Penglai, the head of Sanxian Island, has always regarded itself as the leader of the Chinese orthodoxy for thousands of years, and regarded Kunlun as a dead bone in the tomb, let alone others, and looked down on the entire Chinese orthodoxy.

These people only appeared when Ye Fan established the Heavenly Court on Earth, and wanted to punish the Heavenly Court and destroy the Heavenly Court, but what is shocking is that when the monks from the Western Lands came to Mount Tai to plunder, these people did not set an example. Typical infighting elite.

Moreover, there is a magic fetus from outside the territory sealed in Penglai Island. The Saint King of Penglai dared not kill him, but only dared to seal him under the island. After thousands of years, the entire orthodoxy has been corroded.

Si Xuan was determined to get rid of them, because whether it was the magic fetus or the Taoism of Sanxian Mountain, their existence was a potential threat to the entire China, and it was useless to keep them.

The three of them chatted for a while before standing up and facing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. There were stretches of mountains covered by a formation, and Si Xuanneng could see the divine mountains that shot straight into the sky under the formation.

"Ancestor, that is the Kunlun Mountains, one of the rare sacred mountains in the world. I heard that they are a place where many monsters gather. Shall we go and see?" Tu Shanmei asked.

"Let's talk about it when we come back. The current Kunlun clans in this mountain range should be one of the Kunlun survivors from the past, and we may have to visit them in the future." Si Xuan thought, and the pitch-black big demon vat appeared in his hand, and the The two girls put it away and flew west.

(End of this chapter)