Yusha

Chapter 92 Morality and spirituality only five thousand (please follow up!)

Chunyu Zhi's exclamation did not affect Chu Weiyang.

At the moment of enlightenment, he immediately fell into a state of true ecstasy. In his majestic thoughts, only the inspiration flowing in his mind was left, which seemed to be close to the majestic and vast. A series of talismans that exploded.

Therefore, by opening up Hongmeng Taiyi, we can obtain three thousand great ways.

The condensedness of a talisman never ceases to be unique. Accompanied by the burst of inspiration, it surged into Chu Weiyang's mind, and what almost drowned his mind was the torrent of endlessly changing talismans.

In the next moment, after Chu Weiyang wrote the first talisman in the dragon-like book, he was waiting for him to continue to write a long and continuous book. Suddenly, Chu Weiyang's wrist stopped, and then, He then laughed out loud.

Once you get one, forget about three thousand.

All the extreme changes, in fact, come from the root of this talisman, and he has obtained this talisman, and he has already achieved the complete change of this talisman.

It is one, and it is also ten thousand.

One is above, and the other is below.

A round of Zhenyang sits in the sea of ​​clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the shrill sound, like howling ghosts and wolves, echoed in the empty Taoist hall.
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For a while, Xin Shanchan's voice had not yet appeared on the other side of the restraint.

When I raised my eyes to look towards the east again, there was suddenly a streak of orange fireworks and a streak of azure water vapor entangled and passing by in the eyes of the young people who didn't look.

Xin Shanchan's hoarse voice sounded slowly, and at the same time, Chu Weiyang's difficult breathing gradually became more relaxed in the magic sword.

There is a law in the Tao, and a skill in the law.

When I looked at it again, the mirror wheel hanging low in front of the old mother's head, at that moment there was a lot of brilliance gathered, but it became more and more dim. At that time, it was clear that this vast sea of ​​clouds was missing a corner in the reflection of the mirror wheel.

To put it more wrongly, it was Du Zhan who was speaking alone.

Outside the original place, in the small snake cave, the snake monsters "overwhelming the mountains and plains" are all standing there sluggishly at the moment, letting the turbulent current of the sea bottom roar past, but they have never shaken their figures at all.

At the same time, Ting Xinshan was in the middle.

When the words fell, Changshan's old mother almost stood up from the altar with her hands and feet.

But as the young man stood up from the sarcophagus, what echoed outside the quiet room was a sigh full of vicissitudes.

In the dark, the implication of long-term practice of divination secrets has a certain warning, and a thought suddenly pops up in the mother's heart-perhaps if she takes that step, there will be no real disaster and calamity hanging around her.

For a while, the old mother sat down and fell into a sedation, the sound of her long breathing was uninterrupted, if it weren't for the loose hair and the blood stains under the skirt, it would make people think that it was all just a hallucination.

When you spoke again, your voice was as clear and beautiful as before, perhaps it was the first time that Chunyu Zhi seemed to hear some gentle tenderness outside of your voice.

In the small Taoist hall, suddenly, it seemed that no thunder exploded from Changshan's old mother's ears.

Outside the original place, only the old snake's vicissitudes of life echoed continuously, as if from the end, there was only one voice at all.

And when Chunyu Zhinei looked around, in the small orifice of the Ming Mansion, the true spirit of the four-faced black tortoise hanging under the cold pool, a certain mottled pattern intertwined between the four-faced tortoise shells, suddenly became It is dense and complicated, and when you don't look at it, what is branded underneath is exactly the talisman condensed in Chunyu Zhi's palm.

"Fleeing years are benefits, really... fleeting years are benefits!"

In the last moment, like a gust of wind, Chang Shan's old mother stood at the door of the Taoist hall without looking, and was about to push the door and go out.

"Who! Who shook my Dao Fruit! Who stole your Danqing Yuanzong's luck! Who——!"

Indeed!

Suddenly, another two days passed.
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In your clear eyes, there are no crimson fireworks circling around. In the last moment, your ferocious arrogance was about to soar into the sky, and there was no gust of wind sweeping through, causing your robes to rattle, and even the entire Taoist palace was overwhelmed. whining sound.

Caspian Sea, Snake Cave.

In just a flash, you panted violently one after another. The urgency in the sound of breathing seemed to have nothing to say from the bottom of your heart, but at the very beginning, when your voice fell, there was only ambiguity left. whisper.

"By the way, Senior Brother Chu, he needs to be prepared! The first few waves were broken by a few little monks, which can be regarded as the aftermath of previous beast tides. It is similar to some enemy generals with special names, but How many little monks from various sects came to Dao City in person, maybe there will be no more waves, maybe there will be no more waves, in short, it will be too long, the tide of monsters... is really coming!"

But when the old mother's withered palm just touched the door, suddenly, the anger seemed to disappear, and you stood outside in a daze as if you were poured with a basin of cold water.

The clear and clear laughter echoed from the quiet room again, and at the same time, Chunyu Zhi's raised palm fell down, and was caressing the spine of the Dharma sword.

Hearing these words, Chunyu Zhifang nodded calmly, and then waited for Du Zhan to say something more, and put seven stacks of thick talismans under the stone table with his hands.

It seemed that the impact of that moment, far more than any kind of pain, could make Xin Shanchan's true spirit jump and come alive.

When I looked at it carelessly, it turned out that a sarcophagus was pushed away from the outside.

Witnessing that step, Chunyu Zhina suddenly broke free from this state of forgetting you gradually.

What responded to Chu Weiyang was the soft sound of Chunyu Zhi's fingertips rubbing back and forth under the spine of the sword.
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Suddenly, there was a piercing sound like a clash of metal and stone in a remote quiet room.

In the last moment, as if nothing had been touched, Chunyu Zhi suddenly threw the talisman pen under the table, and when he raised his palm, a stream of black water hung from the palm of his hand. In Chunyuzhi's thought, the light was directly condensed into a talisman, and then with a flick of Chunyuzhi's wrist, it turned into a sharp arrow and galloped out in time. Judging from the momentum, it was even more powerful than before.

"..."

Immediately afterwards, Old Snake showed a strange smile, opened his mouth at that moment, and began to chant together.

At this moment, I saw Chu Weiyang's figure stagnated, and at the same time, the majestic divine sense of flashing enlightenment followed the restriction and flowed straight into the magic sword, almost turning into a fiery torrent. Submerge the spirit of Chunyu Zhizhen that runs through the chain of restraint.

"Fellow Daoist Du, there are seven thousand talismans written with killing techniques. That is your preparation for the disaster. Let him tell you the number. What can you exchange for it?"
When I looked back at the last moment, my mother's hair was disheveled and messy, and the black blood was stained under the skirt, and the layers were scattered, making her even more embarrassed.

After a while, the bright mist that made people trance cleared.

At this moment, the old snake who had been watching for a long time suddenly walked out with an ebony snake stick, and stood in front of the island master Mo, whose expression had also become dull.

"Heart-eating Curse—"

The anger was extinguished in a breath, and the old mother of Changshan showed a contemplative expression, as if nothing happened, turned around, and Shi Shiran went back to sit under the lotus altar.

"Turning thousands of kalpas and staying in Tingchang, mastering ten thousand dharmas and being named Changshan."

Outside Danzong's courtyard, the door was open, and Qinghe playing the qin could be faintly heard, while at the same time, Chunyu Zhi and Du Zhan were sitting in the pavilion chatting.

Before the sudden muffled hum, immediately after, what echoed outside Chunyu Zhi's mind was Chu Weiyang's difficult breathing.

"..."

"Chunyuzhi...Chu...Weiyang..."

"Turning thousands of kalpas and staying in Tingchang, mastering ten thousand dharmas and being named Changshan."

It's very strange to say, just when the hoarse voice of Shelao also mixed in with it, suddenly, at some point, the continuous thunderous sound that was originally thunderous suddenly became louder and deeper.

When he raised his hand again, Old Snake's skinny fingers touched the Baihui acupoint on the top of Island Master Mo's head.

In an instant, old mother Changshan, who was sitting quietly under the lotus altar, suddenly turned pale. In a flash, you raised your hands, as if you were about to make a formula and chant a mantra, but when you put your hands together, the old mother turned pale. Your face suddenly turned blue again, and immediately, a stream of black blood spewed out of your mouth, your body shook violently, and you fell down from the altar and sat down immediately.

This is the way of the talisman array you have walked, this is the road you have walked, and it is also the pinnacle of a certain realm you have stopped at, and the lowest connotation that you have admired from afar.

When I looked at it again, I saw that Nian Zhongren sat up from the middle and watched carelessly. This year's Zhongren's face was not a bit like the passed away Yan Jianming and the eighth elder of the Yan family.

After sitting quietly outside the open sarcophagus for a while, the young man seemed to have come over from a long sleep.

At your level of cultivation, the whim is more important than anything else.

"Miss Zhi, it's time to take it easy. We never returned to Ting Danxia. Hurry up, our journey has just ended. Yes, we don't even want to see the end, it's time to take it easy!"

Outside the small snake cave, there are clearly many demons standing there. They are sluggish, opening and closing their mouths mechanically, but the whole snake cave is as noisy as death.

"Well, you know, you are waiting for this day! Going forward...Ting Danxia's Tao and Dharma, he has nothing to ask, just ask you. It's just that talent. Teach you to be right with your own Dao heart..."

From beginning to end, they just opened and closed their mouths mechanically with a dull expression.

However, as time passed by chanting the "Heart-eating Mantra" over and over again, the eyes of these snake monsters became darker and darker. Even the most ferocious and beautiful monsters seemed to be in the process. The broken one opened up the mind and possessed abundant aura.

Bright mist enveloped the entire seabed snake cave, and the sound of continuous thunder faded for a long time, until now, it had been echoing for a long time.

At the same time, Ting Xinshan.

"It is said that the seventh wave was caused by the little cultivator Fumei of the Shenxiao Sect who cast a spell from the sky to lead the thunder to break through, but there is no way to say that it was done by a certain little cultivator of the Seven Elements Sect. It's too far away, and you're going to send a blatant jade slip to ask outside the season..."

All of a sudden, through this talisman, what Chu Weiyang vaguely glimpsed was actually the meaning of the Danxia that resembled Tingchang Mountain!
"Heart-eating Curse—"

"Under the four-story altar, in the Zifu of the Four Treasures."

"Under the four-story altar, in the Zifu of the Four Treasures."

(End of this chapter)