Yusha

Chapter 536 Re-exploring the cause from the beginning of the curtain (three more!)
"I can't wait!"

In the same place, what responded to Elder Zong was that after Lu Minghai was repeatedly dragged left and right, and his emotions were constantly pulled, he was no longer as calm and peaceful as before.

And if you look carefully, you can still see that in front of the young Lu Minghai, there are far more numerous than before, and there are really mountains of Taoist scriptures and talismans related to the method of opening the sky.

According to what Zong Lao said, this is an ordinary Taoist book collected from other similar veins, and it can only be used to relieve Lu Minghai's boredom.

But in fact, this is the rubbings of the scriptures handed down among the sects that the head monks of various sects gathered for Lu Minghai's purpose.

This can almost be said to be the summary and culmination of the visions of the world's top monks in the Golden Core realm.

Although these Taoist scriptures contain and narrate only ordinary spells and talismans, and even seldom involve the fundamental inheritance of various sects and the supreme principles of Taoism, but in these Taoist scriptures, Lu Minghai has truly seen the exquisite and incomparable side of Kaitian Law, and seen the side of this ancient Taoist inheritance that is still full of vigor and vitality until today.

He began to really feel the words that Zong Lao said in the past, "one yin and one yang are called the way" and so on.

At least, with the actual reading of one Taoism book after another, the matter of changing the way and changing the law is no longer a thought that goes around in Lu Minghai's mind.

With the emergence of the thought itself, things began to have a complete outline in the mind, and began to have a real picture.

It is no longer even the thought itself, but it has become a thoroughfare in the mist and mist, which is enough to find the direction.

Even unconsciously, he has taken the first step on this seemingly thoroughfare.

No one urges him, no one pushes him.

From the beginning to the end, this seemed to be Lu Minghai's own choice.

In the meantime, even Shang Bo had opened and closed his eyes several times, and glanced at the young man whose aura had unconsciously changed due to reading Taoist scriptures.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, Shang Bo didn't know how to speak.

In fact, this is some kind of emotional change for no reason. Since arriving here, everything he has encountered and faced has made Shang Bo's mood a little weak and gloomy for no reason.

In the past, when standing in the Xumi boundary wind for a long time and resisting the blows of those strange existences from the air, Shang Bo had never felt such a gloomy mood.

But looking back carefully, it is extremely difficult for Shang Bo to explain clearly what is the root cause of this emotional change.

At a certain moment, the changes in Lu Minghai's Daoist aura suddenly appeared in Shang Bo's mind, and then wiped it out of Shang Bo's mind in astonishment.

He is just a guardian of the Tao, not Lu Minghai's respected teacher and elder, so he has no reason to dictate Lu Minghai's choice of path.

If Lu Minghai didn't take the initiative to ask, Shang Bo didn't even intend to say anything.

But now it can be seen that Lu Minghai has been immersed in the mysterious realm woven and created by those Taoist books for a long time.

Therefore, Uncle Shang had no choice but to remain silent like this, depressed for a long time in his gradually depressed mood.

However, is choosing the method of opening the sky really the right path?
Uncle Shang questioned himself like this, but he still couldn't get a real answer.

And at this moment, with the boy's response, Elder Zong smiled and turned his head to look at Uncle Shang.

"Since honored guests are in the same realm as us, several Taoist brothers who are located in the heyday of Tianyuan also mentioned in the communication. If you want to remember, you must invite fellow Taoists to go to Guandao Peak to have a banquet together. From there, you can witness the chalcedony river, and you can also witness the trial field covered by the chalcedony river in Huihuan, and witness Lu Xiaoyou on the road to invincibility."

Hearing these words, Uncle Shang's mood that had been depressed for a long time was revived a little because of it. He seemed to be a little stiff and squeezed out a smile, but the smile itself came from the heart.

"Good! Stick to what you want, don't dare to ask for it!"
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Half a day later, on Guandao Peak, the huge Taoist palace door opened. At this time, all the cultivators were sitting, even though they were pushing cups and changing glasses, laughing and laughing, they still couldn't hide the roaring sound of the great river coming from the open door.

That seems to be the only voice between the heaven and the earth, and it is the manifestation of the brilliant heavenly power!

And in such an environment, in the huge Taoist palace, accompanied by cups and cups changing, accompanied by vague laughter, a group of great monks in the Golden Core realm sat in the same place, each with a mirror wheel behind their heads, condensing immeasurable divine splendor. Inadvertently, their eyes shifted, and then moved away after looking at each other in an invisible flash.

It's just that in this palace, at a glance, there is only one person whose figure seems to be incompatible with all the cultivators.

That was Shang Bo who was looking worriedly at the chalcedony river, and even at the trial ground formed by the intertwined mountains in the depths of the chalcedony river.

Moreover, at this time, Shang Bo's eyes were looking at the trial field, with a certain indescribable feeling of scrutiny.

He seemed to be looking for something, but looking at the gloomy and dull state from the beginning to the end, and the troubled face that became more and more like an old farmer, it was obvious that Uncle Shang had not found what he was looking for.

And at this moment, Elder Zong, who was sitting by the side, turned his head indistinctly, and looked at the head teacher of the Witch Sect.

As a great monk of the Earth Master lineage whose ashram is located in Lingqiu Mountain, to be honest, Zong Lao has a high prestige among all the great monks of Yuanmen.

At this time, almost at the same time when the elder Zong looked at the past, even if he didn't say a word, but when the time came, the head monk of the witchcraft sect seemed to be drunk, staggered as if he was about to get up but couldn't, and finally he simply lay on his side, with one hand propped on the desk, his head tilted, and he was looking at Uncle Shang with drunken eyes.

Perhaps it was because of Zhen Zhen's drunkenness, the originally slightly harsh voice of the head monk of the Witch Sect suddenly became as sharp as the friction of gold and stone. Even in the rumble of the Chalcedony River, all the cultivators in the Daoist Palace of Dujiao could hear it clearly.

"Earlier, I saw a letter passed on by a Taoist friend of Huanghua Mountain, saying that the honorable guest came from the far away land of Zhongzhou, traveling thousands of miles, in order to find the Chalcedony River and Shiquan Mountain...

No matter how good fellow Taoists know, my lineage guarded the Chalcedony River in this place of the heyday of Tianyuan, guarding the trial ground of generations of Tianjiao, and every plant and tree in it is full of luck!

Strange to say, if it has been stationed in the past dynasties, Pindao has never heard of the name of Shiquan Mountain, and similarly, Pindao has never heard of the name of Zhongzhou in the past!

For the sake of peace of mind, today, Pindao is being rude once, fellow Taoist, this fellow Taoist who came from Zhongzhou to find Shiquan Mountain, what can I teach Pindao? "

These words, like the high-pitched voice of the head monk of the witchcraft sect, are harsh to people's ears.

But in the same place, when he almost heard these words, Shang Uncle frowned tightly.

What he said was very disrespectful, but not too disrespectful.

The head monk of the Witch Sect confessed his worries, and then used the cover of drunkenness to attack him directly. Uncle Jiaoshang had no choice but to respond to the head monk of the Witch Sect, or in other words, to the cultivators sitting quietly in the big Dao Palace.

So, after only a moment of pondering.

Shang Bo said softly.

"Maybe it was called something in ancient times? The old man only has such a name in his hand, and only a few words recorded in the pile of old papers. If there is any complete and clear map to guide, this beautiful place has long been connected with Wu Zhongzhou. The voices of cars, horses and people are endless.

Therefore, maybe if you want to know the answer to this question, instead of asking the old man, you might as well look for it in the pile of old papers of your Dharma veins, or maybe there are really mistakes in the records, but if you want to be included in Wu Zhongzhou, maybe... Maybe it has something to do with the Hunyuan Dharma that the old man practiced.

So, if you really want to clear up your doubts, why not... teach the old man to walk among the mountains surrounded by the Chalcedony River, maybe you can gain something else! "

This was the first time, under the influence of Baihualou's way of bewitching the mind, Uncle Shang turned the question back to everyone.

He seemed to really have no idea where Shiquan Mountain was, or maybe he wanted to use this method to teach the practitioners to advance and retreat.

It's just that in the moment of meditation among the cultivators, it is still inevitable that some interested people's eyes will become brighter little by little.

Hunyuan method...

This was the first time Zhuxiu heard Shang Bo's mouth, and he clearly pointed out the name of the Tao and Dharma they practiced.

The inexplicable fit, and the same, inexplicably makes people feel that the practice of this legal system seems to be on the opposite side of the Kaitian Law in terms of righteousness, at least in part of the field, it is opposite.

So, because of this kind of thought, when the time came, the atmosphere in the Dao Palace of Guan Dao Peak, where all the cultivators were pushing cups and changing cups and filled with laughter, suddenly became subtle.

And at this moment, suddenly, among the crowd, an old woman with white hair smiled kindly and looked at her kindly. With her gestures and gestures, she could still see the elegance of her youth.

"Drunk talk can't be taken seriously. The honored guest's proposal is quite reasonable, but this is an urgent matter that affects the whole body, and we should leave it to us to think carefully... Look! The trial has begun."

Almost as soon as the words fell, all the cultivators turned towards the appearance of the open portal.

At this time, among the mountains surrounded by the rumbling thunder, from all directions, there are streaks of spiritual light piercing through the air, whistling around, each showing the cultivation base Qi machine of the pill realm.

In the next moment, suddenly, a starlight fell from the sky, and when I looked again, it was the head Taoist of Ce Xingshan, who was standing in the mid-air at this time, and said loudly.

"My Ce Xingshan cultivator, I beg your honored guest to show you the wonderful way!"

When he heard these words, among the mountains, only the clear and warm voice of the young Lu Minghai was the only one that responded to the monk Ce Xingshan. It seemed that from this moment on, he became that calm and unhurried young scholar again.

"Good talk, good talk!"

(End of this chapter)