"Meow?"
In Xingjie, Tan Shen's movement of refining the elixir stopped for a moment, then he jumped over and lifted the master's fingers that were soaked in the medicine.
Not moving at all.
It scratched the air with its front paws in confusion.
Is it an illusion? It seemed to have moved just now?
After feeding so many elixirs and even making a batch of holy elixirs, the master has slept long enough...
It's time to wake up, right?
…
"I'm really curious. What is the 'plan' that the superior Dao Palace Master is so persistent in wanting to talk to me about?"
On Qingyuan Mountain, the Tianji puppet simply fell to the ground and became paralyzed, and started chatting without any intention of resisting.
Zhu Yiyi tried his best.
There is no way to escape this. It is true that human beings are not as good as the sky.
Dao Qiongcang was sitting on the weak and weak Zhu Yiyi's chest. He didn't care about the miserable howls of the people underneath him, and he laughed and said:
"Chatting is not so direct."
"In this case, can I ask a question first?"
"If you fart, just let it go." It falls into the hands of others. No matter how powerful they are, they are unyielding and dare to speak out.
Dao Qiongcang didn't pay much attention to the question of "respect or not". He pointed at the remains of the Tianji puppet and asked, "How far have you studied this thing?"
"What you see is one ten thousandth." Jinren opened his mouth.
In fact, this is all he has.
He tried for a long time, but failed to refine a Tianji puppet with independent consciousness like No. 2.
But it's normal.
If it's really that easy to study, wouldn't Dao Qiongang be a waste?
"Ha, if this is only one ten thousandth, your attainments in Tianji Technique may exceed that of this palace." Dao Qiongcang smiled.
"Are you afraid?" Junren retorted casually, "If you have the sense, let me and Lao Zhu go."
Even Dao Qiongcang, a little expert in chatting, was so choked that he didn't know what to say.
From what point did I show fear?
He shook his head and laughed, pulled out the array head of the Tianji puppet with a snap, and looked at it carefully:
"This thing looks very good."
Sizzling...
The Tianji puppet was almost completely paralyzed.
Jinren's soul was almost cut off in this closed body. He was miserable and could only curse the cruelty of this coquettish old man...
Just ask, how can you just ask?
"Does this contain a lot of things?" Dao Qiongcang's eyes flickered, and the more he looked at the array head, the more extraordinary he felt.
"That's natural. This thing is taken from your son. It can be said to be his lifeblood."
"No. 2?" Dao Qiongcang was startled.
"Are you scared?" Junren smiled with difficulty, "I gave it to you. You're welcome. Take your son's head home!"
Dao Qiongcang thought for a while.
If Xu Xiaoshou dares to say this, there must be many copies of him. This excuse is enough.
He stuffed the array head back and repaired Xu Xiaoshou's Tianji puppet, so that this spiritual thought would not cause death on the spot:
"A gentleman does not take away what others like."
"I am very pleased that you like to study the art of heaven."
"As I said before, the door of the Holy Temple is open to you at any time, at least I personally think so."
Are you really back?
Although some people can't believe it all.
He had been studying this formation for a while, but this secret puppet was in the plan and had no intention of coming out to fight.
Otherwise, the combat capability would not be so weak.
Therefore, there is only one array head that reproduces the database and information database of Tianji Divine Envoy No. 2.
At that moment, Dao Qiongcang saw something happened...
As long as he takes it back, he will really stop all research on the Taoist Tianji Technique and the internal information of the Holy Temple.
Gui once thought, Dao Qiongtian has returned?
What was he thinking about?
Is your brain out of sorts?
"Actually, you can get away a long time ago, why are you still insisting?" Dao Qiongcang changed to a comfortable position, sat on Zhu Yiyi's soft belly, and asked casually.
The bones of his hip were like two sharp knives, which made Lao Zhu roll his eyes and make his heart bleed.
The little heart thought that the sky had already been stuffed back.
He issued a ban on Zhu Yiyi. Naturally, he did not want this person to die on the spot. Otherwise, he would not have responded like that before, but would have killed him forcefully.
Everyone was silent.
Dao Qiongtian opened his hands, embraced the night, and said with an open smile:
"There is no one else here. The thirty-three-day star-spinning rib array is fully activated, and the outside world cannot notice us."
"If the Holy Emperor lowers his eyes, this palace will take notice of it."
"therefore……"
He turned his head and said seriously: "You and I can speak freely, talk about saints, romance, and everything."
But everyone was immersed in the sentence "If the Holy Emperor lowers his eyes, this palace will take notice of it"... The old Taobao is so powerful?
"You haven't answered my question yet." Dao Qiongcang asked again.
He had already seen that when Xu Xiaoshou was in the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, under the protection of Shen Yi, he could have escaped long ago.
What he was curious about was whether Xu Xiaoshou really obeyed Bazun's words, or was this just his own idea?
"Give it a try." Jinren said.
"Oh? You saved Xiang Yaoyao because you wanted to give it a try, and it was not an order from Ba Zunzun?"
"I want to know if the Ten Lords are really as invincible as the rumors say." Jinren smiled, speaking freely as Dao Qiongcang said.
"Now that you've tried it, how do you feel?"
"That's it."
"Hahahaha, you've fallen to this, and you're still 'just like that'?" Dao Qiongcang pointed at the pile of rags in front of him.
"After all the mechanisms are exhausted, you can only capture a ray of my spirit, that's all." Jun Ren sneered, "If I put all my strength into it and kill you with my palm, it would be like killing flies and mosquitoes."
"What a bratty boy!"
Dao Qiongcang was amused, and poked and swirled Zhu Yiyi's belly with his two hip bones, causing Zhu Yi to vomit blood and pant.
He turned his face towards the Tianji puppet, laughed for a long time, then brought the smile back to the corner of his lips, pressed his palms and said:
"Don't mention this in advance, it's all invincible, and I haven't seen the real chapter."
After a pause, he asked again: "So, after the battle with the Holy Emperor, you are still recovering from your injuries?"
Everyone was silent.
Is this veteran really trying to trick him out of his own words?
Who is he looking down on? Isn't he still sure about what he can say and what he can't say?
Seeing that this broken puppet didn't answer, Dao Qiongcang wasn't angry either.
Some questions, when asked, he already had the answers in his mind.
After all, young people are still young. If Xiang Yaoyao were here, she would know that she should not answer it from the first sentence.
Dao Qiongcang is very good at chatting.
Whenever such a sentence came to light, he easily said it.
Taking advantage of the situation and tinkering with the broken Tianji puppet before getting up, another topic can naturally be opened:
"You have studied Tianji Technique, but have you ever thought about its end?"
"The end?"
"It can be understood as..."
Dao Qiongcang drew a big cake in the void, his eyes were shining brightly, and his blood was boiling:
"Ultimate! Ultimate! Austrian! Righteousness!"
All he could do was use one hand to hold his forehead, but unfortunately he had no more hands to use.
Dao Qiongcang was immersed in his own world: "You know, even if it is a water-based secret, what the water ghost realizes is not the limit of the secret."
"oh?"
"You have also seen ancient swordsmanship. In ancient swordsmanship, you only need to break through the second realm to step on the secret formations, such as Xiao Kongtong..."
Dao Qiongcang picked up a branch and slashed the air, as if he was a peerless swordsman:
"I have studied the sword marks he left on Void Island. That sword injured Mr. Yan."
"But you should also be able to see that Xiao Kongtong is just the threshold for entering the second realm of fantasy swordsmanship."
"In this way, you have mastered the secret formation diagram, and the problem will arise..."
Dao Qiongcang dipped a branch into the blood foam on Zhu Yi's lips and drew a small circle on the mountain:
"The second realm of Xiao Kongtong is the secret formation diagram."
He poked the branch into Zhu Yiyi's mouth and fiddled with it twice, drawing more blood and drawing another big circle:
"What the Eight Masters are familiar with is also the secret formation diagram."
Snapped!
Dao Qiongang cut off the branches and put half of each branch into two circles of different sizes:
"Are their secret formations at the same level?"
Awe-inspiring.
He seemed to understand a little bit what Dao Qiongcang wanted to express, but he didn't seem to fully understand it.
But this guy, I have to say, the things in his mind and the research questions...
Not shallow!
At least, normal people don’t think about this.
Only guys with some mental problems like to delve into it in depth.
"As expected of the Tianji Warlock, you like the truth very much, which is an advantage." Jinren said in a "a child can be taught" tone, as if he was praising a child.
"after all……"
Dao Qiongcang tasted the word "pin" and nodded, "This temple really likes 'the end', so I have been studying this issue for a long time."
He stepped on it and created a small picture scroll of the sky: "Then, I researched this."
Everyone naturally knows the picture scroll of the sky.
It can be said that this is the "secret meaning" of Tianji Technique, but he doesn't understand what Dao Qiongcang wants to express by stepping on this thing.
"I once thought that when a spiritual refiner cultivates the mysteries, he may only be able to reach 70% of the Tao."
"Seventy or eighty percent is already the limit of spirit refining, and you can brew a mystical formation diagram."
"This explains why Xiao Kongtong has a secret formation, and the Eight Masters also know something about it."
Dao Qiongcang counted on his fingers, "The former gets eight, the latter gets nine, that's it."
"All the eight acquaintances are only nine?" Jun Ren laughed sarcastically.
"Yes!" Dao Qiongcang nodded solemnly, "If ten are the end of Dao, he can only get nine of them, which is still less than one."
"Then who is 'Ten'?" Jinren joked, "You don't want to say that you are the 'Ten', right?"
"No, no..." Dao Qiongcang laughed at himself and lowered his head, "My sky painting scroll, I can only draw the seventh of the Heavenly Mystery Technique by imitating a cat or a tiger."
The secret is only 70% of the relevant path?
Jun Ren felt that Dao Qiongcang was no longer showing off or boasting, and fell into deep thought.
Dao Qiongcang gave a different explanation:
"I like to calculate everything into definite numbers, and then use numbers to study the Tao."
"I'm thinking that with 70%, I can draw a picture of the sky and help me unify the magic of heaven and earth."
"Then, 80%, it should be the real secret formation diagram - the same is true for Tianji Technique!"
"If I cultivate to the eighth level of Tianji Technique, then I won't need the scroll of the sky, and I can be like you spiritual masters and ancient sword cultivators. I can naturally step on the secret formation and conform to the great road."
"You don't even have 80%?" Everyone was shocked.
Dao Qiongcang raised his eyebrows and asked this casual question without giving an answer. Instead, he said:
"Now, I'm confused again."
"Oh? Why?" Juren's curiosity aroused. Putting aside the issue of stance, he actually liked chatting with people who had problems. Their way of interpreting the world was really different.
Dao Qiongcang smiled and lowered his head, his eyes fell on the remains of the Tianji puppet, and the topic returned to the previous one:
"because of you!"
"You practice various Dao, but you are not proficient in any of them. It is clear that you have not mastered seven or eight of the Dao, at most three or two."
"The strange thing is that you can actually step on the secret formation diagram. Although it is a bit weak, it really has the charm of harmony between heaven and man."
"This overturned my theory and kept me awake all night." Dao Qiongcang shook his head, puzzled.
Damn... when Junren heard this, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Dao Qiongtian is actually studying his Dao Pan. Can this be studied?
This is a hang-up!
But if you understand the system as your own flaws, at least nine of the ten thrones will have their own flaws, too?
Jin Ren pondered for a long time and asked: "So, what do you think?"
"So I had another sudden thought!" Dao Qiongcang was startled, like a child, his butt bone was almost pierced by Zhu Yiyi's stomach, and he clapped his hands and said:
"Perhaps, the road to spiritual refining has fallen into a misunderstanding!"
"Many people are stuck in the Throne Realm. It seems that they have to understand the secret in this realm before they kill Dao Taixu - this is wrong!"
"The true path to spiritual refining should be achieved step by step as one's understanding of the Dao improves and one's own realm deepens..."
"At the time of canonization, those who can master the mysteries will master them. Those who cannot master them, if they continue to study, they may be able to master them."
"This is right...should be."
After listening to it, everyone felt that this theory was earth-shattering.
Whether he was a genius or a madman, he couldn't give an answer after taking a breath.
"You are right!" Dao Qiongcang turned to look at him, "You are only twenty-three and you have mastered the secret formation diagram... You don't need to suppress your cultivation when you are in the Throne Dao realm, stick to your ideas, and you will succeed! "
Jinren breathed a sigh of relief, it turns out that was what he meant.
"I do not want."
But he didn't want to be a test subject for this coquettish old man, and what he meant was what I meant.
"What a pity..." Dao Qiongcang seemed to have expected it.
"Then how do you explain the problem that no one can delve into the secret formation diagram after becoming a Half-Saint, or without being a Half-Saint, or after passing the Throne Realm?" Jin Ren asked.
"I don't know." Dao Qiongcang was so weak that he fell on the soft flesh cushion, holding his head and looking at the night sky:
"Maybe it's just difficult. After all, the secret is inherently difficult to cultivate."
"Perhaps it's a habitual thinking, thinking that there is no way to break through. Once you have mastered it, you won't bother to delve into it."
"Maybe it's just a..."
Dao Qiongcang closed his eyes, wiggled his butt on the meat pad comfortably, felt the night breeze, and sighed:
"I have been practicing hard all my life, and I am already a semi-saint. Why can't I just relax and enjoy myself?"
"The idea of..."
Everyone is speechless.
It makes sense, it makes sense.
To say it is unreasonable is also far-fetched.
This may be a worry that only leaders on the road have. The future is full of uncertainty.
At a certain moment, Jin Ren had some changes in his view of the slut.
This is a very interesting guy. He has two extremely contrasting sides in front of others and behind the scenes...
Soon, he shuddered and pushed this horrible thought out of his mind.
Maybe, the coquettish old man is just pretending, after all, he is really coquettish!
Dao Qiongcang was still immersed in his own world, "That's why I asked that question just now..."
"Which question?"
"You are also a person who likes to try it. You have also tried Tianji Technique. What do you think... its ultimate meaning?"
Jinren pondered for a moment: "The flesh and blood are weak, but the heavenly spirit ascends?"
The old slut straightened up from Zhu Yiyi's fleshy pad, his eyes bright.
Soon, looking at the night sky and the bright moon covering the stars, his face became a little more depressed:
"Ascension, how to do it?"
"What will it be like after ascension?"
Everyone was silent.
This is a philosophical question just like where the world came from, in what direction it will evolve, and where it will eventually end up.
Everything unknown will become philosophy when people think about it.
that is……
Unexpectedly, the showman would also think about these issues and say so much to himself.
Am I that powerful in his heart?
Everyone fell into deep thought.
The silence lasted for a long time.
The night in Qingyuan Mountain is very beautiful, except for Zhu Yiyi, who is unable to speak after being issued a ban on martial arts...
"Uh-huh", he kept vomiting blood and was on the verge of death.
Dao Qiongcang was lying on the mountain, suddenly turned around, and said with a smile: "Did you know that Ba Zunzun has a child?"
After brushing, Zhu Yiyi's eyes, which had been turning white, turned back, and his pupils were focused.
Bang!
The remains of the Tianji puppet suddenly stood up like a flashback, and the entire head of the array was shining brightly.
In the dyeing ruins, everyone's eyes are shining.
If you want to talk about this, I'm interested. Why did you go there so early? To talk about those profound topics...
"Brother Dao! Come on, let's talk about it."
(End of chapter)
