Monk Jingli felt as embarrassed as if he had been caught stealing a farmer's reed chicken. He reluctantly stood there and said to Bai Yuxia: "Malimalitha, you are my Buddha, so that's all for today's sutra."
Then he turned back in surprise: "Junior brother, are you back? Is this the Holy Hunting Mountain? I will accompany you there."
Jiang Wang, who was flying all the way, trying his best to spread his eyes and ears, actually heard the conversation between Jingli and Bai Yuxia early on. Deliberately slow down and wait until they finish talking before coming back.
At this time, he would not reveal anything, but only ordered: "Yuchan, you stay here, supervise them to continue collecting clues, and take care of Yuxiu by the way. The others follow me."
Lian Yuchan smoothed the two swords filled with murderous intent and took over the handle of Jihuo Yuxiu's wheelchair.
Without saying a word, the group followed Jiang Wang and flew towards Shengshou Mountain.
Since arriving in the floating land world, Jiang Wang has been running around non-stop, almost never stopping, and even discussing matters is mostly on the road.
"Where's the woodcutter?" Xi Ming spread his steel wings behind his back and soared freely in the sky. He asked casually, his voice cold.
"Go and do other things. Shengshou Mountain doesn't need him." Jiang Wang responded.
Jingli and Jiang Wang walked side by side, Bai Yuxia secretly exerted his strength, speeded up a little, walked to the side, let his hair fly, and said in a calm tone: "Why does the boss send Lin Xian to do other things? Let Lian Yuchan see My child, you only took me to the Holy Hunting Mountain?"
His posture was extremely casual, but the raised corners of his mouth still showed his happiness.
Thinking of him, Lin Xian, and Lian Yuchan, the three of them worked together in Bai Yujing and were practitioners standing in front of the barrier between heaven and man. They were all the geniuses of the country. The boss only took him to Shengshou Mountain. Isn't this enough to explain the problem? Believe it or not, it is clear that in the heart of his boss, Bai Yuxia is the best one!
"Oh." Jiang Wang said casually, "It's too dangerous for you to stay there."
Bai Yuxia suddenly became less happy: "What danger could I be in?"
Jiang Wangdao: "I'm worried about them."
Before Bai Yuxia could get angry, he quickly said: "Okay, okay, no kidding. Have you achieved any results in your interpretation of the creation script?"
"If I can encounter danger in the Fire Festival Department, Lian Yuchan will not be able to endure it anymore. It would be a disgrace for my boss to say anything!" Bai Yuxia said reluctantly, and then said: "We have to set off fireworks in such a short time. That’s not how you put it!”
But then he changed the subject: "We actually deciphered one word."
"What word?" Jiang Wang was very interested.
"Do you still have an impression of that clay tablet book that says 'The world has dimensions, and the dimensions are -'?"
"certainly."
"The next word is 'its'."
"It doesn't mean much." Jiang Wang, the pioneer of the Creation Divine Text and the owner of Bai Yujing Restaurant, commented on this.
Generally, what comes after the word "qi" is the key point.
"It means a lot." Xi Ming, who was flying far away, suddenly flew closer and said coldly: "You may not know much about this knowledge. The interpretation of each ancient character is swept out in the fog of history. A clear piece of the puzzle. It helps us eliminate a large number of fallacies and greatly promotes the interpretation process."
"Is that so?" Jiang Wang reluctantly accepted, and then shared with them what he had seen in the water purification department.
"As a shaman, it is understandable that Qingshui Chengyan hides some secrets inherited from the tribe. After all, it is the foundation of the clan, and it is impossible for him to completely let down his guard against us." Bai Yuxia made a calm analysis.
"There is one thing that is very interesting. I don't know if you have discovered it." Jiang Wang said: "So far, no real totem Holy Spirit has appeared in Floating Land. Looking through history, there is no record. There is some in the legend, but it is not credible. . As far as the information we have on the various tribes in Floating Continent, there is only one Qinghuo Bamboo Book that is truly close to that realm, but Qinghuo Bamboo Book does not necessarily lead to a breakthrough."
Xi Ming said directly: "Either this world has limitations, or the method of totem practice has limitations."
"Every one of you has seen the totem practice method, and you should have practiced it. What are your thoughts?" Jiang Wang asked.
"Unless you practice to the realm of the totem spirit, refine the body, and call the spirit back to the source, how can you truly talk about the realm of the totem spirit." Xi Ming said: "We are all impossible. No one will take it as the fundamental method, but Just making firewood.”
"At that point, abandoning the body is the reason why the life span of the totem's spirit exceeds that of the gods." Bai Yuxia also said: "Not to mention that it is not limited, but judging from those illustrations, it is indeed a profound knowledge. Just because we want to understand its true meaning cannot be accomplished in three or two years. It is impossible for these powerful people in Fulu to truly dig into their hearts and souls..."
Jingli, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said "Hey", "It's done!"
But seeing his right hand stretched out in front of him, a circular pattern slowly appeared above his palm——
In the circle is a slanted swastika with two interlaced black and white lines. There is a simple but mysterious beauty.
The three people who saw this scene were all shocked to varying degrees.
Because this is not a simple pattern, it is a totem. A totem that truly possesses power, is integrated into the extraordinary system of this world, and can be practiced.
And it was different from any existing totem they had seen collected by the Royal Tribe, it was a brand new totem!
Bai Yuxia didn't do this, Xi Ming didn't do it, and Jiang Wang didn't do it either.
Bai Yuxia remembered her instructions, and her voice was a little confused: "Is this... the totem of cause and effect?"
"It should be considered that." Jingli himself didn't know very well. He stretched out his finger and poked the totem in front of him, as if he had poked something substantial, and pushed it back a few inches.
He grinned as if he had found a toy he liked: "It should be!"
Bai Yuxia was still in confusion: "Didn't I ask you to make a shell of the Karma Totem? Does the little holy monk know what a shell is? The shell is a cover, used to deceive people. It looks very real. , but it’s easy to make fake products that are useless at all, little holy monk, do you understand?”
Jingli blinked: "Is it really impossible to do it? It's not difficult either."
Ah, that makes sense. Bai Yuxia stopped talking.
Xi Ming had already touched the wind totem on his left forearm, and now he was silently operating the power of the totem, examining its nature again... and probably feeling a little self-doubt.
Jiang Wangxiao looked at Jingli: "It seems that your exploration of totems has surpassed all of us. So, may I ask this young holy monk of Xuankong Temple, in your opinion, in this totem practice method, what is the realm of the totem holy spirit? Is it reachable?”
Jingli thought silently for a while: "I don't have an answer yet. Looking at the other shore from this shore, that realm can be imagined, but if you don't become a totem spirit and don't come to the shore, you can't see it clearly."
"Even the little holy monk who created his own cause and effect totem has no answer for the moment, and even the Qinghuo Bamboo Book, which is known as the 'strongest', has not arrived for sure." Jiang Wang said to them: "But the pure water of more than a thousand years ago has not arrived yet." The witch Zhu Jingshui Yiyuan, seven years after his fall on the Holy Hunting Mountain, actually tried to sublime into the totem Holy Spirit. And his strength was not outstanding among the spirits at that time."
Bai Yuxia didn't expect that her boss could get such useful information from the Water Purification Department: "You mean..."
Jiang Wangdao: "He may have gained some kind of harvest in Shengshou Mountain. That harvest is probably something from outside the world, which gave him inspiration beyond this world and allowed him to see the way forward!"
"Are there any clues left for us to discover about the incident a thousand years ago?" Xi Ming asked.
"It is impossible to survive. Even if there are clues, they have been eliminated by the Fulu people. We have also seen the civilization here, how can we underestimate their wisdom?" Jiang Wang said: "What I am looking for are traces of Ao Kui. He is now unable to dominate the faith that has swept across the Floating Land, and is forced to become enemies of the various tribes in the Floating Land. There are not many options left. This is probably the place where he brought changes to the Floating Land, and he will definitely come here to find changes. Seize the opportunity to win.”
Shengshou Mountain is in the central area of the entire floating continent world. The two tribes closest to this mountain are the Huntu Tribe and the Tianfeng Tribe. The former is the seventeenth of the earth tribe, and the latter is one of the eight divisions split from the Xuanfeng tribe.
Even though it is "nearest", it is thousands of miles away from Shengshou Mountain.
Qingshui and Xiaolei are farther away.
Flying all the way, discussing all the way, I don't even feel that the journey is long.
When the four people stopped, what appeared in front of them was more like a high platform than a mountain.
It rises high in the vast land, but is cut off on the majestic and steep road.
The mountains are still lush and green, and there are animals and birds singing. It has become a world of its own accord, a world that has not experienced the changes of the times.
Xi Ming folded his steel wings and settled on the relatively flat top of the mountain. He squatted down and pressed his index finger on the ground. From his fingertips, black ants appeared out of thin air and crawled out quickly.
Centered on his foothold, ants were like a black tide, pouring towards the entire Shengshou Mountain!
"Are these all mechanisms?" Monk Jingli looked at them curiously.
"They are all living creatures." Xi Ming said calmly: "The mechanism technique can also create such ants, but the cost is too high and does not comply with our concept of 'saving use'. These are ants that have been cultivated and made some special Processing, supplemented by mechanism techniques to control."
Since Qian Jinhua became a wealthy man, the word that everyone in the Mohist family has considered most is "frugal use."
But the "frugality" before Qian Jinhua's era was restrained and simple. After the Qian Jinhua era, "spending" was more inclined to cost control in business activities.
It is indeed not untrue to say that he is the true king of business.
Bai Yuxia raised her sword in the air and flew into the distance.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes and the Immortal inspected all directions.
Jingli took a long stride, sat cross-legged in the air, put his palms together, and closed his eyes. The Buddha's light surrounded him and spread out like water ripples.
The four people divided different areas and thoroughly investigated every inch of the Shengshou Mountain.
"Found it." Xi Ming's body swayed and he had already rushed into the forest. Jiang Wang stepped up to follow.
The two of them walked quickly through the deep old forest, as agile as birds returning to their nests, and finally landed in front of an old tree where nine people could hug each other.
The tree was dead, only half of its body was left, but it was still as tall as a house. It has long been eaten away by insects. Densely packed black ants were crawling inside and outside the trees.
Xi Ming pointed his index finger at the tree, and the black ants quickly retrieved them, almost forming a line, and crashed straight into his index finger - it seemed to be connected to another space.
"Ink Ant here tasted a power that does not belong to this world." Xi Ming said: "It's still very fresh, just in the past three days."
Jiang Wang casually cut off a piece of rotten wood and slowly burned it with the true fire of Samadhi: "It can only be Ao Kui. What did he do here?"
Xi Ming said: "The vitality of this old tree was robbed. He deliberately concealed the traces and modified it to look like it would naturally decay. However, the impact of this old tree on the soil and the encroachment on the living space of other surrounding trees are all He can't change it."
Jiang Wang himself had also obtained the answer through Samadhi True Fire, which was consistent with Xi Ming's description. He frowned and said, "Ao Kui has the ability to plunder the vitality of trees for his own use. But this vitality is too small for him. What can he do?"
Xi Ming said: "If Ao Kui can recover with this, we should see Bald Mountain. This shows that this secret technique has limitations, and he needs to use this little vitality to do something here."
Jiang Wang asked again: "Can we trace him through these powers?"
"I'm doing."
"If I were Ao Kui, I passed by here in a hurry a thousand years ago and hid the treasure of the Heavenly Buddha. When I came back after a thousand years, the first thing I would do would definitely be treasure hunting. And I have already contacted the Begging for Life Tathagata Bowl and sealed off the world. But out of For some reason, I can't completely liberate its power - so the most important thing now is to unlock this treasure and live a hundred lives." Jiang Wang pondered: "The vitality of this tree can be like this to beggars. Is the bowl useful?”
Xi Ming injected the power swallowed by the black ants into the four machine birds, and then released them in four directions. At the same time, he analyzed: "From the perspective of the comparison of power, even if it is useful, it is at best a lure."
Jiang Wang thought thoughtfully: "What's so special about this tree?"
"The oldest tree in this mountain forest..." Xi Ming said, grasping the key: "No, the special thing is that it is the oldest existing tree on Shengshou Mountain."
The special place is Shengshou Mountain!
Jiang Wang's eyes also lit up: "It has the power of the origin of the floating land human race!"
Xi Ming continued: "Perhaps Qihuo Rusibo was blocked by the world power of the floating land world, so that Ao Kui could not use his full strength. Whether it was the intentional guidance of the floating land human race, or the instinctive rejection of the world. Well, in short, this situation has been created. And Ao Kui Dongshizhen has seen the fundamental problem and is solving it. That’s why we need to use the power of the origin of the floating land human race as a guide."
"How to solve the blockade of world power when one's own strength is insufficient? Given the long heritage of Jucheng, there must be many ideas?"
"You can also ask the little holy monk. The name of Xuankong Temple is definitely not in vain. It is best for us to pool our wisdom and exhaust the paths of this dragon, and then cut them off one by one."
Just as he was talking, Jingli's voice rang out - "Junior brother, this way!"
The black ants are still crawling tirelessly across every inch of the land.
Jiang Wanghe and Xi Ming shuttled through the quiet mountain forest and quickly found Jingli's location——
He is in a deep cave.
There are ancient vines, trees, and mossy boulders outside this cave. They are hidden very deep, and he doesn’t know how to find them.
At this moment, the trees moved away from the stone, as if an ancient tomb was dug, and the sky light swam in. The smell of old decay is still flowing out. I don’t know how many years it has been since the stone seal reappeared in the world.
When I walked in, I discovered that this cave is high and wide, extending in all directions, and its appearance is difficult to describe at a glance.
The sound of wind shuttled through the cave in the distance, and there was the faint sound of the crow's call, which was inexplicably eerie.
The handsome and clean young monk is standing in front of the historic stone wall with his palms clasped together. A circle of Buddha's light behind his head made his shiny bald head shine, and the dark cave seemed to be illuminated by him.
Then the bloody and terrifying rock paintings in front of him seemed to become peaceful and warm.
In Jiang Wang's eyes, this scene itself is also a painting, for——
Buddha looks at evil spirits.
(End of chapter)
