My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 215 The world in the gourd, narrow escape

"I found a solution!"

Song Lin said.

"The old man knows...huh?"

Xing and Pu suddenly looked back, staring at Song Lin with bloodshot eyes: "What did you say?"

"I have found a way to break it." Song Lin said the methods one by one without haste.

"Great round mirror... Eight-directional dragon energy... What a powerful method!"

With a thought, Xing and Pu immediately understood the solution.

What is even more frightening about this cracking method is that it is very hidden.

Normally, the Dayuan Mirror is just an ordinary mirror, not even a magic weapon, but a simple decoration.

When used, it is a sharp weapon for killing demons.

"Your Excellency researched this?" Xing Hepu's tone became more respectful.

"No, I have gods to help me, I dreamed about it last night."

Song Lin lied as soon as he opened his mouth, but he really didn't know how to explain it.

It's even more nonsense to say that they did their own research. It's not that Xing and Pu don't know their own level.

It might as well be a dream of a god.

"Where is the sacred place?"

Xing and Pu must not believe it in their hearts, and there must be a strong supporter behind Song Lin.

This person's cultivation is as high as the sky, and his divination skills are no less than the two masters and apprentices Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng.

Could it be Yuan Tiangang?

Xing and Pu denied their inner thoughts. How could Yuan Tiangang help others deal with him? Could it be that his brain is broken?

Song Lin didn't seem like a talkative person.

In desperation had to give up.

"In the future, if you have a chance, please let me communicate with that senior."

Everyone has a secret, and Xing and Pu didn't bother to ask.

Song Lin nodded, not knowing whether to agree or not.

Maybe let Xing and Pu have a try at the Flower Viewing Ceremony?

Xing and Pu's divination attainments are not bad either.

Perhaps the method of divination is a little worse than others, and the understanding of this method may be second only to plum blossoms and Zhixin.

Xing and Pu's technique of changing fate with bamboo sticks is also worth learning.

But before that, Song Lin had to improve his basic skills first. If he was only a sounding board and didn't understand the theoretical meaning, he would stop immediately after being questioned a little.

"I'm going out first, you deduce the next mysterious character first." Song Lin dropped this sentence, then disappeared, and returned to the reality of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Song Lin continued to handle official duties.

Even though he had been emperor for ten years, Song Lin had no one he could trust.

Even the concubines in the harem were just visiting normally and did not exchange feelings.

Song Lin doesn't care about the affairs of men and women, nor will he indulge in them, and he will not avoid them like snakes and scorpions; he can deal with them as he should, even if he plays on the spot.

This is also chic.

Lishan.

The mountains are no more than forty li in length and breadth, no higher than Huashan, and less stretched than Zhongnan.

However, it is the former residence of the Three Emperors, the trace of Nuwa mending the sky.

The pines and cypresses are evergreen, majestic and emerald, like a green lima, so it is called Lishan.

Legend has it that there is a god in Lishan, and the emperors of all dynasties traveled to Lishan to seek immortals. The emperors who visited Lishan had a miserable end, so they were abandoned.

Originally, there was a Taoist temple in Lishan. It is said that Luo Gongyuan became an immortal here during the Xuanzong period.

There is a cold pool deep in Lishan Mountain.

The cold pool is lingering with cold air all year round, the water is deep and fishless, and it is gloomy and cold.

The cold water flows down a mountain stream to the foot of the mountain, passing through a narrow gourd mouth and disappearing without a trace.

There seems to be a little light deep in the mouth of the gourd.

The opening is very small, no more than the size of a palm, but there is a hole in the inside.

The viewing angle is magnified tens of thousands of times, the inside of the gourd mouth is hollow, and the space is large.

It turned out to be a gourd, and the water flowed into it, no matter how much it was filled, it would not be able to fill the space.

When the angle of view is magnified thousands of times, I can see that there is a huge cave inside.

There are groups of palaces, floating above the white clouds, and cranes can be seen flying from time to time.

Below the palace are gloomy and dark clouds, roaring ghosts and gods, and gusts of gloomy wind.

This is the world in gourd.

The clear air rises and the turbid air descends, just like a microcosm.

The pot is connected with "hu", which means gourd.The gourd has a small mouth, a big belly, and is hollow. Taoism believes that the gourd contains the universe, and "Xuan" is the appearance of the gourd.

In the depths of the palace, stood two Taoist priests.

The purple-robed Taoist priest on the left has a vast sky, white hair, and eyes that seem to contain the mysteries of the world.

The middle-aged man on the right has a refined temperament, not like a Taoist but like a scholar.

The two looked at the golden armillary sphere in the center of the earth.

The armillary sphere twinkled with stars, and several dragon auras flew up and down.

"How many levels of consummation are there?" said the white-haired old man, that is, Yuan Tiangang.

"Sixty percent, if you want to open the Hutian Gate left by Lishan's mother, you need at least sixty percent dragon energy."

"It seems that the world will be in chaos for another 100 years."

Li Chunfeng hesitated to speak, and said: "Will the person who robbed the emperor last time know about our plan? Do you want me to go down the mountain to look for it?"

"It doesn't matter, what should appear will always appear. You should pay attention at all times, and the thieves will show their feet."

Yuan Tiangang, the strongest physiognomist in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, those who respect him call him a generation of fortune tellers, and those who don't like him call him a generation of monsters.

He knew 500 years before and 500 years after.

At the end of his career, he found Lishan Mountain, which is the place where Nuwa mended the sky. It is said that when this place was mended, the five-color stones had just been used up, leaving a crack that soared to the heaven.

It is here that the old mother of Lishan ascended to Taoism.

"Now it's time for Emperor Li Chen to become an immortal."

Yuan Tiangang said lightly.

The so-called Shangxian is to hook up the soul of the emperor, and then use it to draw out the fate of the emperor, ordering the country and the community for his own use.

Once the fate has been accumulated to a certain level, the limit of this realm can be broken, and thus ascend to the heaven realm.

As for the consequences of tearing the gap, the two of them knew it well.

"Then I send two thousand Yin soldiers to meet him?"

"it is good!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Tiangang's figure gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared.

The armillary sphere turned rapidly.

Zhaoyang and Jiannan Jiedu envoys rebelled, and Annan and Tubo violated the territory.

The situation that has been in business for many years is ruined.

night.

A group of Yin soldiers went to Chang'an under the leadership of a middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe had an unusually long face, a yellowish complexion, and narrow eyes like a fox.

The people next to him respected him very much.

"Stop!"

The middle-aged scribe beckoned everyone to stop.

"What orders does Hermit Lu have?" Yin Bing asked doubtfully.

Lu Hermit is mysterious, and he doesn't explain the reason, only the time.

The Yin soldiers had no objection, so they stood on both sides of the official road and waited.

Since the death of the great sage Danxia, ​​this is the new Shangxian who greets him.

Hermit Lu got the apocalypse from watching the stars at night, comprehended the method of becoming a god, and after sending away several emperors one after another, her cultivation level really increased a lot.

Three hours later, Lu Hermit rode his horse and raised his whip.

"Go!! Drive!"

Lu Hermit, a native of Jingzhou, is good at divination and invisibility; since the Supreme Immortal, he has practiced invisibility to the state of changing form, and he can be called an earth immortal.

Inside the Palace of Mental Cultivation.

Song Lin was sitting upright, and under the induction of heaven and man, a faint gaze followed him.

The last time the two emperors were rescued one after another, it has already attracted the attention of the mastermind behind the scenes. Every time it comes to the day of ascending to the immortal, the hidden attention will never stop.

And the Dragon Slaying Bureau seems to have started ahead of schedule.

In Song Lin's eyes, there was a golden arrow in the thousand-foot void beyond the open door.

This is the arrow of the Dragon Slaying Bureau.

A dragon-shaped airflow faintly appeared above the palace.

Once the time has come, the arrows will fly to cut off the prosperous dragon energy.

The army outside the temple came to kill people and lured their souls to unknown places.

Even if he kills the army outside the temple, it is very likely that the people in the sky will control the dragon slaying game and then cut his body, or he will be trapped by the dragon slaying game, waiting for the black hands behind the scenes to come and kill him.

This is what Song Lin guessed in his mind.

All in all, it should be impossible to imagine saving Li Zhan while the people in the sky were not paying attention.

Entering the Dragon Slaying Bureau, narrowly escaped death.

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