Unfinished draft - revise the original version in half an hour and read it again -
On the muddy beach, the boy tried hard to pull out his feet, and then stepped into the quicksand not far away.
In this way, he moved carefully in the endless quicksand.
Falling from the Liusha River, Fu Henghua fell into a strange space.
The sky is gray, the sun is black, and the whole space has a hazy feel.
If Yuting Mountain is the world of life, then this is the realm of death.
"The river of dead sand, the river of shifting sand."
Fu Henghua spent more than an hour trying to climb to the shore.
Under the big dark rock, two monkeys and a white bird were resting with their eyes closed.
Looking further into the sky, strange and mysterious black characters loomed in the mist.
These words were exactly the secret seals on the bottom of the river that he saw above the Liusha River.
"Is this a Taoist spell? Judging from the scale -"
Henghua was surprised: Earth-level, no, heaven-level Taoism?
There are four levels of skills: heaven, earth, black and yellow, and so are the accompanying spells.
Because Taoist spells are the power of monks to control heaven and earth, they have the same origin as the innate red text that contains the mysteries of heaven and earth. The amount of innate red text contained in it determines the level of Taoism.
Low-level yellow-level spells such as fire spells and wind spells only require one to three innate red text to be displayed. For taller ones, six to ten red inscriptions are enough.
The Taoist magic composed of thirty innate red scripts can be attributed to the Xuan-level Taoism.
Starting from five hundred, it is classified as prefecture-level Taoism.
The curse system composed of ten thousand innate red scripts is the heaven level.
Heaven-level Taoism is a system with Tao as the core, which can derive and disassemble various earth-level and even Xuanhuang-level Taoist spells.
From his birth to now, Fu Henghua has seen only a handful of heaven-level Taoist techniques.
Except for the Heaven-given Taoism and the Tiangang Taoism, only the "Tai Xuan Fate Reversing Technique" and the "Earth Wei System" are classified as heaven-level.
The "Meteor Star Scepter" created by Dad used the power of stars to trigger the catastrophe of eons ago. Although the concept and technique are brilliant, because only 9,825 innate red scripts were analyzed, it is still an earth-level Taoist technique.
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"The spell in front of me must be of heaven level, and it involves the law of death. It should be a method that can kill people immediately."
With one finger, the other person immediately died.
With a glare, the other party fell to the ground on the spot.
While observing and recording, Fu Henghua followed the drifting clouds and mist and walked into the distance.
Following the survey, Fu Henghua was shocked to find that he was now in "Yuting Mountain".
Although it is essentially different from the Changchun realm outside, the mountain direction and the pavilions located here are exactly the same as the pattern of Yuting Mountain.
He saw the Biquan Palace at the foot of the mountain, the Cuiguang Pavilion halfway up the mountain, and the Golden Palace of the Leader at the highest peak. But in the "Liusha River Space", these buildings are also rendered in dark colors, and there is no fairy spirit, only death.
"The world of death that is opposite to life? This is the dark side of Yuting Mountain, or - the shadow? Therefore, everything is projected here?"
Henghua observed the earth and found that there were no humans in the "dead world".
Except for holding a jade plate and wearing plain robes, they are some strange animals.
Birds and beasts are all roaming among the woods, on the rocks, including the buildings.
Fu Henghua carefully walked to Biquan Palace.
Within the wall, various butterflies were flying in the air, hundreds of long snakes spitting out snake messages were coiled on the ground, and from time to time there were a few old apes dancing.
"..."
He quietly exited, holding the jade board in his hand to continue recording the death seal in the sky.
Unknowingly, Fu Henghua came under a big banyan tree.
The crown of the tree is as thick as ink, and countless aerial roots hang down like dragons and snakes.
I took a casual look and saw that there was no danger. He sat under a tree and deduced the death seal he had recorded.
Curse is a method for monks to control the heaven and earth by relying on the innate red text.
Every spell can be interpreted as a secret seal chain composed of innate red script.
This is the essence of Fu Dao.
The general process of creating a spell: first compile the secret seal in red script, then cast it using words, gestures, etc., and finally re-translate it in spiritual script secret seal.
Many monks can only recite mantras and make incantations throughout their lives, without understanding the original meaning of the talismans hidden behind Taoism, as well as the principles contained in the innate red text.
Spells are the specialty of Taoist spell masters. They are responsible for creating Taoist spells, improving and processing them. Less than half of the spells used in today's Eastern cultivation world were invented by Taoist spell masters after the continent was overthrown.
Fu Henghua's mirror friend, according to Dong Lai's understanding of the profession of cultivation, is also a Tao spell master.
"When it comes to innovating and improving spells, I'm not as good as him. But my acting skills are best at translation."
After the spells are created, they are all based on the innate red script. They can cast spells regardless of immortals, demons, or ghosts.
For confidentiality and to increase the effect. In addition to the general version of the spell, Taoist spell masters will use the immortal family secrets to translate it. After the improvement of Taoism, only immortal cultivators can perform it.
Demonic ways and ghost ways are similar to this.
The spells that have been translated into spiritual texts and secret seals are restricted by Taoist traditions and cannot be cast across Taoist traditions. Some immortal sects will specially construct their own Taoism.
For example, the exclusive Taoist methods of Zihuang Pavilion, the mental methods of Yusheng Pavilion, and the mental methods of Xuanwei Sect cannot be controlled.
One of the jobs of Master Qianpianyan is to translate spiritual texts and secret seals.
Fu Henghua is proficient in the three realms of immortality, demonism and evil, and is naturally an expert in translation.
But now, Fu Henghua is trying to translate the "dead script" in the sky into innate red script. But for half an hour, he didn't move a word.
"Isn't this the Xuanwei Sect system? Doesn't it mean that Yuting Mountain was built by his family? This place does not involve the Taoist concepts of the Xuanwei Sect. How can there be another family?"
The secret seal in the air was very obscure and profound. Fu Henghua looked at the hundreds of runes floating on the jade plate and couldn't understand it at all.
Fu Henghua was busy for most of the day and didn't have a clue.
snap——
Suddenly, a small red snake fell from the tree crown.
Fu Henghua, with quick eyes and quick hands, coiled the little snake in his palm.
Pfft——
The little snake spit fire at him, but Fu Henghua squeezed his hand and the flames dissipated automatically.
"This snake is a strange species."
The little snake is only one finger long, with red scales on its body, wings on its back, and two small bright yellow horns on its head.
"Snake? Quetzalcoatl? Or horned python? It's a bit like a dragon, but it's not a dragon."
Fu Henghua turned the little snake over and over to check, but to no avail.
Since the little snake had no ill intentions, he put it on his lap and continued to study the "Death Curse".
…
"Ah sneeze——"
Fu Xuanxing sat cross-legged on the third floor, rubbing his nose and looking at the trial.
The Twelve-Storey Tower is a test for the Xuanwei Sect to test whether its disciples can become masters.
In addition to cultivation and combat prowess, some strange things will also be examined.
For example, nowadays, Fu Xuanxing's entire floor is filled with articles. There are some blank spaces, and Fu Xuanxing needs to fill in the blanks according to his Taoist scriptures.
"How can I remember these things?"
On Panlong Island, Fu Danwei personally taught Fu Xuanxing, also in swordsmanship and Qi refining. How does Fu Danwei understand the Taoist teachings of the Xuanwei Sect?
Zhou Xiao was busy studying the Taixuan Book of Heaven again. Apart from giving him a few Taoist canons and asking him to recite them from memory, he didn't have to worry much.
"The origin of all things arises from Tao, so what does it say? I remember it seems to be 'beginning'? No, no, it seems to be 'beginning'."
The young man bit his fingers and tried hard to think about Daozang, who he had long thrown into the corner.
In the past few years, he had been hanging out happily on Panlong Island, either competing with Fu Xiangfeng or quarreling with Fu Tongjun.
When Zhou Xiao asked about it, he was very polite and said that he could memorize and read it by heart.
But when things came to a close, Fu Xuanxing began to regret it.
"I obviously didn't plan to come, but Master suddenly threw me in. Isn't this a scam?"
At this time, a chanting sound suddenly burst out in his mind.
"The origin of all things originates from Tao, so it is called the beginning. Formless and nameless, the elephant is full of hope..."
Fu Xuanxing's eyes lit up and he quickly filled in the blank spaces.
…
Fu Henghua recited the Taoist canon and recalled the Dao composition model of the Xuanwei sect.
On the muddy beach, the boy tried hard to pull out his feet, and then stepped into the quicksand not far away.
In this way, he moved carefully in the endless quicksand.
Falling from the Liusha River, Fu Henghua fell into a strange space.
The sky is gray, the sun is black, and the whole space has a hazy feel.
If Yuting Mountain is the world of life, then this is the realm of death.
"The river of dead sand, the river of shifting sand."
Fu Henghua spent more than an hour trying to climb to the shore.
Under the big dark rock, two monkeys and a white bird were resting with their eyes closed.
Looking further into the sky, strange and mysterious black characters loomed in the mist.
These words were exactly the secret seals on the bottom of the river that he saw above the Liusha River.
"Is this a Taoist spell? Judging from the scale -"
Henghua was surprised: Earth-level, no, heaven-level Taoism?
There are four levels of skills: heaven, earth, black and yellow, and so are the accompanying spells.
Because Taoist spells are the power of monks to control heaven and earth, they have the same origin as the innate red text that contains the mysteries of heaven and earth. The amount of innate red text contained in it determines the level of Taoism.
Low-level yellow-level spells such as fire spells and wind spells only require one to three innate red text to be displayed. For taller ones, six to ten red inscriptions are enough.
The Taoist magic composed of thirty innate red scripts can be attributed to the Xuan-level Taoism.
Starting from five hundred, it is classified as prefecture-level Taoism.
The curse system composed of ten thousand innate red scripts is the heaven level.
Heaven-level Taoism is a system with Tao as the core, which can derive and disassemble various earth-level and even Xuanhuang-level Taoist spells.
From his birth to now, Fu Henghua has seen only a handful of heaven-level Taoist techniques.
Except for the Heaven-given Taoism and the Tiangang Taoism, only the "Tai Xuan Fate Reversing Technique" and the "Earth Wei System" are classified as heaven-level.
The "Meteor Star Scepter" created by Dad used the power of stars to trigger the catastrophe of eons ago. Although the concept and technique are brilliant, because only 9,825 innate red scripts were analyzed, it is still an earth-level Taoist technique.
"The spell in front of me must be of heaven level, and it involves the law of death. It should be a method that can kill people immediately."
With one finger, the other person immediately died.
With a glare, the other party fell to the ground on the spot.
While observing and recording, Fu Henghua followed the drifting clouds and mist and walked into the distance.
Following the survey, Fu Henghua was shocked to find that he was now in "Yuting Mountain".
Although it is essentially different from the Changchun realm outside, the mountain direction and the pavilions located here are exactly the same as the pattern of Yuting Mountain.
He saw the Biquan Palace at the foot of the mountain, the Cuiguang Pavilion halfway up the mountain, and the Golden Palace of the Leader at the highest peak. But in the "Liusha River Space", these buildings are also rendered in dark colors, and there is no fairy spirit, only death.
"The world of death that is opposite to life? This is the dark side of Yuting Mountain, or - the shadow? Therefore, everything is projected here?"
Henghua observed the earth and found that there were no humans in the "dead world".
Except for holding a jade plate and wearing plain robes, they are some strange animals.
Birds and beasts are all roaming among the woods, on the rocks, including the buildings.
Fu Henghua carefully walked to Biquan Palace.
Within the wall, various butterflies were flying in the air, hundreds of long snakes spitting out snake messages were coiled on the ground, and from time to time there were a few old apes dancing.
"..."
He quietly exited, holding the jade board in his hand to continue recording the death seal in the sky.
Unknowingly, Fu Henghua came under a big banyan tree.
The crown of the tree is as thick as ink, and countless aerial roots hang down like dragons and snakes.
I took a casual look and saw that there was no danger. He sat under a tree and deduced the death seal he had recorded.
Curse is a method for monks to control the heaven and earth by relying on the innate red text.
Every spell can be interpreted as a secret seal chain composed of innate red script.
This is the essence of Fu Dao.
The general process of creating a spell: first compile the secret seal in red script, then cast it using words, gestures, etc., and finally re-translate it in spiritual script secret seal.
Many monks can only recite mantras and make incantations throughout their lives, and have no idea of the original meaning of the talismans hidden behind Taoism, as well as the principles contained in the innate red text.
Spells are the specialty of Taoist spell masters. They are responsible for creating Taoist spells, improving and processing them. Less than half of the spells used in today's Eastern cultivation world were invented by Taoist spell masters after the continent was overthrown.
Fu Henghua's mirror friend, according to Dong Lai's understanding of the profession of cultivation, is also a Tao spell master.
"When it comes to innovating and improving spells, I'm not as good as him. But my acting skills are best at translation."
After the spells are created, they are all based on the innate red script. They can cast spells regardless of immortals, demons, or ghosts.
For confidentiality and to increase the effect. In addition to the general version of the spell, Taoist spell masters will use the immortal family secrets to translate it. After the improvement of Taoism, only immortal cultivators can perform it.
Demonic ways and ghost ways are similar to this.
The spells that have been translated into spiritual texts and secret seals are restricted by Taoist traditions and cannot be cast across Taoist traditions. Some immortal sects will specially construct their own Taoism.
For example, the exclusive Taoist methods of Zihuang Pavilion, the mental methods of Yusheng Pavilion, and the mental methods of Xuanwei Sect cannot be controlled.
One of the jobs of Master Qianpianyan is to translate spiritual texts and secret seals.
Fu Henghua is proficient in the three realms of immortality, demonism and evil, and is naturally an expert in translation.
But now, Fu Henghua is trying to translate the "dead script" in the sky into innate red script. But for half an hour, he didn't move a word.
"Isn't this the Xuanwei Sect system? Doesn't it mean that Yuting Mountain was built by his family? If this place does not involve the Taoist concepts of the Xuanwei Sect, how else can it be done?"
The secret seal in the air was very obscure and profound. Fu Henghua looked at the hundreds of runes floating on the jade plate and couldn't understand it at all.
Fu Henghua was busy for most of the day and didn't have a clue.
snap——
Suddenly, a small red snake fell from the tree crown.
Fu Henghua, with quick eyes and quick hands, coiled the little snake in his palm.
Pfft——
The little snake spit fire at him, but Fu Henghua squeezed his hand and the flames dissipated automatically.
"This snake is a strange species."
The little snake is only one finger long, with red scales on its body, wings on its back, and two small bright yellow horns on its head.
"Snake? Quetzalcoatl? Or horned python? It's a bit like a dragon, but it's not a dragon."
Fu Henghua turned the little snake over and over to check, but to no avail.
Since the little snake had no ill intentions, he put it on his lap and continued to study the "Death Curse".
…
"Ah sneeze——"
Fu Xuanxing sat cross-legged on the third floor, rubbing his nose and looking at the trial.
The Twelve-Storey Tower is a test for the Xuanwei Sect to test whether its disciples can become masters.
In addition to cultivation and combat prowess, some strange things will also be examined.
For example, nowadays, Fu Xuanxing's entire floor is filled with articles. There are some blank spaces, and Fu Xuanxing needs to fill in the blanks according to his Taoist scriptures.
"How can I remember these things?"
On Panlong Island, Fu Danwei personally taught Fu Xuanxing, also in swordsmanship and Qi refining. How does Fu Danwei understand the Taoist teachings of the Xuanwei Sect?
Zhou Xiao was busy studying the Taixuan Book of Heaven again. Apart from giving him a few Taoist canons and asking him to recite them from memory, he didn't have to worry much.
"The origin of all things arises from Tao, so what does it say? I remember it seems to be 'beginning'? No, no, it seems to be 'beginning'."
The young man bit his fingers and tried hard to think about Daozang, who he had long thrown into the corner.
In the past few years, he had been hanging out happily on Panlong Island, either competing with Fu Xiangfeng or quarreling with Fu Tongjun.
When Zhou Xiao asked about it, he was very polite and said that he could memorize and read it by heart.
But when things came to a close, Fu Xuanxing began to regret it.
"I obviously didn't plan to come, but Master suddenly threw me in. Isn't this a scam?"
At this time, a chanting sound suddenly burst out in his mind.
"The origin of all things originates from Tao, so it is called the beginning. Formless and nameless, the elephant is full of hope..."
Fu Xuanxing's eyes lit up and he quickly filled in the blank spaces.
…
Fu Henghua recited the Taoist canon and recalled the Dao composition model of the Xuanwei sect.
