"It is said that other Taoist sects are not stable either. The last appearance of the Demon Master's Order was too shocking. Once the order was released, the three realms were turbulent, which is comparable to the foundation of any Taoist sect!" Li Beitang said.
In ancient times, the seal of the Demonic Abyss was broken, and evil spirits from outside invaded. Some people followed the orders of the devil to destroy the devils, and beat them hard until the evil spirits fled desperately. Not a single evil devil escaped, and they were all wiped out!
"The demon servant takes Cang Hai's name as his surname, and has the eight meridians of 'sun, moon, stars, ashes and smoke'. The second elder who rebelled from the Law Enforcement Hall is Fei Zimai. His full name is Hai Feiyu. He is a very powerful master!"
There were probably only two people in the entire Heart Demon Sect who cared about paying attention to this, and they were extremely well-informed. They even knew who a female disciple from a certain small Taoist sect had eloped with.
Finally, Li Beitang told Bai Ye that the leader of the Dingfeng Sect had activated the sect protection formation just in case. The outside world was treacherous and undercurrents were surging.
Bai Ye asked him to pay attention to Taichu and tell him when he got out of seclusion.
He walked into the bedroom and picked up a bronze mirror. The light in the room was dim, but there was a trace of black light flickering in the mirror. The magic mark between his eyebrows seemed to be able to absorb the damage he suffered. The two attacks of Nalan Gyatso left in Bai Ye's body The power will gradually disappear when it flows to the eyebrows, as if being swallowed by a black hole.
Wujiang was the power of Shinto that time, and Nalan Gyatso was the power of Buddhism. Bai Ye was shocked. What could contain the two powers of Taoism without exploding?
A thought suddenly came to Bai Ye's mind. Could this magic seal be able to absorb the power of the nine great avenues?
Impossible, even Cang Hai who fell from the divine way to the demonic way was reincarnated and re-cultivated. No living being can withstand the power of both ways at the same time.
Forget it, the magic seal is not a human being, so it is normal to be different from living beings.
Wang Hua said that when his attributes are awakened, the magic seal will change, but it seems that his Dantian is too small, and the magic seal only has a trace of black light so far.
Bai Ye's aptitude is not good, very bad. Wang Hua said that his aptitude is average to comfort him. The three-foot dantian is definitely the smallest dantian in history.
Bai Ye was thinking about whether he should try to practice martial arts, so he asked Brother Li Beitang to pay attention to the movements of brother Taichu. However, Taichu was not practicing martial arts. He was the incarnation of a stubborn stone on the holy mountain, and his body was extremely hard.
Cultivation is divided into martial arts and law cultivation. Cultivation of martial arts means cultivating the body and body, also called body cultivation. Cultivation of law means cultivating soul and magic power. Cultivation of law is the mainstream in the three realms. Cultivation of body is in decline. Only a few ancient inheritances still retain cultivation. Wu Yiyi.
Not only does martial arts consume a lot of resources, it is also far less tolerant than practicing law. Since ancient times, hundreds of schools of thought have contended, and various magic weapons, magic formations, and magic talismans have emerged. Some magic weapons, magic formations that require a large amount of mana to be driven, and cultivation Wu's fundamentals are difficult to drive.
In the early days of ancient times, there were still the battles between dragons and phoenixes and the battle between lich and martial arts. It could be described as a glorious and prosperous age, but the fragile human race was still lingering on.
However, with the ancient dark turmoil, the ancient war of the gods, and the two wars of extermination of demons, the seven realms collapsed and only three realms were left. The spiritual energy was exhausted and far worse than before. Under the influence of the two phases, martial arts cultivation quickly Finally fell down.
"Why am I not the protagonist of the novel... Alas!"
I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse, sad or joyful. Although being able to practice is already a great blessing, who doesn’t want to be extremely talented and become famous in one fell swoop.
That night, he almost couldn't sleep. In the second half of the night, an inexplicable and irresistible sleepiness came to his heart, and he fell into a deep sleep.
In a trance, he was still conscious, and endless white mist rushed towards him and surrounded him. The endless white mist made him unable to see his fingers, it was a vast expanse of white!
The fog suddenly rolled in front, like waves in the sea parting to both sides. Bai Ye looked ahead and saw a small pavilion made of bronze.
In the pavilion, he saw a man in white. He knew this man Bai Ye. It was because of this man that he made up his mind to go to Mount Tai.
Dressed in white like snow, he looked like a real banished immortal. Bai Ye didn't know what a banished immortal looked like, but if there really was one, Bai Ye felt that he must be like this person.
There was a crow standing on his shoulder, with bright black feathers, as if it had taken root, as if it had never left.
There is great horror in this place!
Bai Ye clearly knew that he had never been to this place, but was here the moment his consciousness appeared. Is this a dream?
Bai Ye froze in place, thinking about countermeasures. Finally, he mustered up the courage to walk to the pavilion and stepped in.
"You are the first creature to take the initiative to walk into my pavilion." The man in white said leisurely: "Your master always stood outside waiting for me to speak."
Wang Hua has been here?
After not touching a woman for several months, Bai Ye felt that her calves were weak again. Who is this man?
"Forget it, I didn't come to you today to scare you, just finish it and get out of here!" The man in white closed the book and looked at Bai Ye.
"Remember, my name is Dugu Gantian. This may be the last time we two meet. I promised someone to give you something." After saying that, the man in white touched his eyebrows, and a six-color light ball appeared in the palm of his hand. Looking at Bai Ye, he sighed: "It's so good that I don't want to die at this time. After carrying the world for two thousand years, I'm afraid I'm going to die once."
"That's all, that person has been planning for thousands of years to create such a unified body, just take a gamble!"
He turned his palm, and a six-color light ball shot into Bai Ye's eyebrows. Bai Ye looked inside, and the light ball appeared on one of the Bagua steps in the magic seal, rising and falling, far away from the mysterious black light rising and falling on the Tai Chi altar!
"Originally, that person asked me to give you a drop of blood essence to refine your body, but I gave you a source of soul, which is definitely not a rootless duck. It can be nurtured and strengthened. Even if you are wiped out in the future, you can still retain a trace of your soul. "
The soul is different from the soul. The soul of a mortal is the soul and can be reincarnated. The soul of a monk is the soul. When a person dies, the soul is destroyed, and he truly does not enter reincarnation.
The man in white poured a cup of tea and handed it to Bai Ye, saying, "Do you know who you are?"
Well!
Bai Ye's hand holding the cup trembled violently, half the cup of tea spilled, and he felt some inexplicable panic. Why is this question so scary?
"It seems you don't know anymore, get out!" The man in white whispered, Bai Ye's eyes blurred, and endless white mist suddenly surrounded him.
call!
In the bedroom, Bai Ye sat up suddenly, with cold sweat covering his back. It seemed like it was really a dream.
"Recite my true name in reincarnation, but my soul will never be destroyed!"
A lonely whisper suddenly sounded, echoing in the bedroom for a long time...
Bai Ye's breathing stagnated and he felt out of breath. Is this dream real?
Just now, you said that the soul is immortal, and now you say that the soul is immortal, you are fooling ghosts!
Looking inside, in the magic seal, eight ancient white jade steps converge from eight directions to the half-person-high round platform in the center. A six-color light group rises and falls on the steps due to the south.
Looking down from above, the round platform is a Tai Chi pattern, with a dark object floating in the sky about a foot high, hazy.
