Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 49.

Mo Xian tried palm thunder for the first time, although it was very powerful, the effect was not good. For the cloudy wind, if there is a way, then Lingji Bodhisattva's wind-fixing bead is the best, it can fix all winds.

Although the thunder in Mo Xian's palm was fierce, it seemed powerless against the all-pervasive evil wind.

Mo Xian smiled wryly, and a military spirit appeared in the dark wind, holding a spear in his hand, surrounded by black smoke, and attacked.

Mo Xian pointed his hand, and a blue light appeared on the finger, which was his sword energy, which cut him in two, but once the wind passed, he joined together again and rushed towards Mo Xian.

Seeing his dull expression, Mo Xian guessed that he had no spirituality, it was just an instinct.

With a movement in his heart, he raised his left arm, and the dragon-binding rope wrapped around his left arm turned into a light red light, binding him to the ground.

Mo Xian didn't know if the dragon-binding rope could bind the ghost, but he just tried it. The dragon-binding rope did not disappoint him and tied the ghost.

Mo Xian took off the ghost bag from his waist, and put the general's soul into the bag.

After he finished all this, there was only two breaths before the Yin Feng finally pounced on him. Mo Xian already knew how powerful the Yin Wind was, especially the invisible influence on the mind.

He sat cross-legged with his mind concentrated, trying to use his body to fight against the Yin wind. He didn't know that the Yin wind in Youshi was not very powerful against the soul, because the golden energy mixed with the Yin wind was a tempering for the human body. He had just sat down. The wind had already blown onto his body, it seemed harmless to people and his clothes, but Mo Xian felt like he was being lingering.

He almost cried out in pain, at this moment, a military spirit appeared in the wind, he cut with a long knife in his hand, the blade touched his body, and there was no wound, but Mo Xian let out a low growl of pain, he felt the knife, Cutting directly into the skin, the eyes opened involuntarily, but Junhun didn't seem to feel anything, but his body became dimmer.

He raised a palm thunder in his hand, and with a bang, the general's soul was dispelled, and a large area was cleared in an instant, even Zhang Xu in front of him. Mo Xian didn't know that his palm thunder was so powerful. In fact, the palm thunder was just the beginning of thunder. , logically speaking, Mo Xian only learned it, and even sometimes it doesn't work, it shouldn't be like this.

However, Leifa is formed by the fighting between yin and yang. The yin qi is strong here, and once the yang qi is generated, it is like water dripping into a boiling oil pan. Therefore, he easily released the palm thunder, which is also powerful, but the yin wind is so strong , Lei Huo just persisted for one or two breaths.

In just one or two breaths, he felt that the place where the knife was touched was icy just now, and now there was a heat flow in his body, the coldness quickly dissipated, and the place where the knife was touched seemed to have strengthened a little.

This is the natural reaction of the body. Mo Xian is at the entrance of the Yinfeng Cave. When the Yinfeng blows to him, he is already very weak. Even if there are ghosts and other things, he is already very weak. He has lost his spiritual intelligence, but he has tempered his physical body. A great opportunity for soul and spirit.

But why is the Yinfeng Tunnel a place of punishment, not a place of cultivation? Take Youfeng as an example, the feeling of being hacked into pieces is not something ordinary people can bear. It's just that everything in the body becomes pure.

Paying and getting are out of proportion, so there is no need to make yourself suffer.

Therefore, when entering the Yinfeng Cave, most people come here to capture ghosts after the Yinfeng subsides.

Mo Xian used the golden light body protection method, and he didn't want to enjoy the taste of thousands of cuts. Fortunately, the Youfeng's effect on the body is far more than that of the soul, so his golden light body protection method can support it.

Half an hour passed, and there was only a thin layer of golden light left, and there was still half an hour before the end. Beyond the golden light, illusions abounded, and even military spirits riding horses appeared. Layer, Sui Feng killed over, Mo Xian just sat quietly with his eyes closed.

He found that the basic golden light body protection method seems to have increased a little in terms of time and toughness. The golden light has retreated to his skin, and the cold feeling is constantly impacting, and the pain is slowly increasing. Fortunately, he He has endured this pain since he was trained since childhood, but this time is different from the first time, because of the existence of the golden light, the skin is tempered first, and then slowly penetrated.

The whole body was in pain, but with the cold, a heat flow was generated in the body, once the heat flow passed, it was so comfortable, Mo Xian almost groaned, but then there was a bone-piercing pain, just like this, in the situation of ice and fire, Mo Xian tempered his body unknowingly.

Qian Wuzi has been watching Mo Xian silently since he was young, and now he also smiled. This guy, the method is quite correct, starting from the skin, tempering the body, it is not in vain to waste Qianxu's painstaking efforts.

Mo Xian didn't know that when the heat surged in his body, his skin seemed to glow. Every change was insignificant to him, but it was changing after all.

Youshi's cloudy wind finally passed. Although Mo Xian didn't have any injuries, his clothes were soaked. He ate some dry food. To him, he was physically and mentally exhausted. He relaxed his body and fell asleep on the high platform.

In his sleep, he faintly heard the sound of a ghost crying, he felt a heartbeat, turned over and sat up, the cave did not become dark, but even darker, he turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the cave, but it was pitch black outside, feeling the time It's getting late, I'm afraid it's almost midnight, so I have to prepare.

During the day, there are the most ghosts in the dark wind at midnight, and there are few ghosts in the dark wind at noon. In the Yinfeng Cave and the first floor, no matter when, the ghosts can't hurt the monks, even the weakest monks, but they are harmful to the monks' body and spirit. Speaking of it, it was a torment.

Qianxuzi knew all this, but Mo Xian didn't. He took a deep breath, and he found that there was a lot of yin in the air, but very little yang. He needed yang and harmony in his practice, and he understood in his heart , it seems that it is impossible for him to break through to the contemplation state within half a year.

He thought of this, but he didn't expect that in the past six months, his skills could not improve at all. Fortunately, he has understood that in practice, it is not a quick person who can dominate everything, and only a solid foundation can go further.

He checked a few things on his body, he had a set of Liuhe needles on his body, which was of no use against the Yin wind, a thick earth seal, but unfortunately all its effects had been lost, so he could only refine it later, and a green steel sword, although green To him, the steel sword was no less important than a magic weapon, but it seemed to have no use.

An unknown small flag, Mo Xian once suspected that it was one of the animal-gathering flags. Seeing it, his heart moved. This flag has a faint evil spirit, but it fits the current environment very well. Although it has not been fully refined, it can be tried.

There was also a light blue bead, Mo Xian remembered, it was the bead inside the snake fish, probably useless.

The rest are some trophies, including the subduing magic pestle and the ring knife. These things are supposed to be aimed at ghosts, but Mo Xian doesn't understand the mysteries of Buddhism, and there are no sacrifices for them. Temporary sacrifices, time is too late, forget it , or throw it in the Qiankun bag, and after going out, go to the market to dispose of it.

There was a whimper from the depths of the cave, and the black wind whistled strangely shaped ghosts. Mo Xian raised the small flag, and the flag stretched out above his head, as if flying in the wind, and the strangely shaped things appeared along with the black smoke. The figure is the phantom of a beast.

The ferocious beast roared and fought with the ghost, Mo Xian saw it was effective, he was overjoyed, a gust of dark wind blew, he shivered, he was careless, he thought it was enough to prevent the ghost, but he never thought that the dark wind is more pervasive.

As soon as Feng leaned on his body, fear suddenly arose in his chest, he almost couldn't control the flag, he knew he was careless, sat upright, and drove away the fear in his heart, he had already passed the noon and unitary winds, and he calmed down, thinking of Qianwuzi again in his mind, The body immediately relaxed and sank, and I felt forgotten in my heart. I forgot a word so badly that there must be an object for fear, but Mo Xian entered the state of first meditation at this time, and joy suddenly arose.

Strange to say, the banner above his head didn't fall down, instead, when Mo Xian entered the first meditation, it emitted a dark brilliance, connected with Mo Xian, the beast on the banner fiercely swallowed the Yin wind, and when the Yin wind touched The black smoke on the streamer suddenly became smaller, but the streamer's face gradually deepened.

Mo Xian didn't know all of this. After all, Zishi Yinfeng was the best time he had survived today. In his heart, he seemed to be watching everything around him with a cold eye.

He has never broken through the first jhana, his practice has actually surpassed the first jhana, but what he practiced is Taoism, and his so-called first jhana is not the orthodox first jhana. in the sky.

After a long time, Mo Xian opened his eyes. He didn't feel any pain. This is the second time he entered a state similar to the first meditation. He opened his eyes and thought about everything carefully. Yes, it was painful at first, but Once entering this state, the pain in the body, as well as the pain in the mind, are completely suppressed. No wonder the master said that after passing this level, even with a white sword on the body, you can still enter meditation leisurely.

My heart is so strong, I really didn't expect it, I thought what the master said was an example, but I didn't know it was the real situation, personal experience hurts others, it seems that I was confused by the obstacles I know.

He seriously reflected on what he had done, and the dark wind at noon left a deep impression on him. In the upside-down dream, he saw many people who died at his hands, whether they were guilty or innocent, and Mo Xian thought that he would take the place of heaven Performing the duties of the heavens, only to find out that they are deceiving themselves and others, just as the "Book of Changes" said: There are great virtues in the heaven and earth, and they are born.

If he hadn't experienced the baptism of the evil wind, these past events buried deep in his heart, which even Mo Xian didn't want to look back on, would eventually appear when he broke through the level at a higher level. At that time, it would not be so easy to pass the level, no The old Taoist guard in the Yinfeng Tunnel said that his hands were bloody, so why should he practice Taoism.

It's ridiculous that I still quoted the "Tao Te Ching" at the time. Now that I think about it, how ridiculous it is. Before today, he didn't know himself, but after the catastrophe of Yinfeng, he finally understood himself, and he would never be ashamed of himself because of what he had done. While hesitant, he felt that his mind was invented.

Mo Xian didn't know that what he was reflecting on now was exactly what Qianxuzi wanted to achieve, and even Liuxiazi, the head of the sect, had intentions. In a word, it was not easy to be an elder, not to mention that they had at least cultivated to the Golden Core.

Mo Xian's transformation from spontaneity to self-awareness really started his practice career.

(End of this chapter)