Those memories kept coming back, making Ning Fan gradually realize something, and he looked thoughtfully at the green pine tree in the magic talisman.
He thought of the snow in Qimei City, the cold plum blossoms blooming in the snow, with the warmth of home, like a brand, deeply engraved into his bones and blood...
He thought of the old Mingluo tree in the ghost tomb of the Ghost Bird Sect, and of the sea of bamboo in the tree world. In the hollow bamboo, there was also a deep love...
He thought of the immortal tree in the ruins of the ancient heaven. This tree came into being because he burned his wings, but it also withered because he saved people... Under the immortal tree, he had fought in his past life and in this life. We have so many enemies, why bother fighting...
He thought of the willow tree he saw in the Blood Realm of the Killing Palace. It was planted by Jumen when he was a young boy. He had enlightened to the Tao under the tree for thousands of years. A sigh of shame...
This is loose, wrong...
In his life, he had too many memories related to trees, but among them, there were no memories of pine trees...
Although the green pine in this magic talisman contains extremely profound insights about wood, these insights are all the insights of others.
Relying on his incredible understanding, Ning Fan can learn from others' insights and integrate them into his own magic talisman, but he cannot take away the emotions in others' hearts and integrate them into them...
Just like, he could imitate Mu Si and draw the shadow of Little April into his magic talisman, but he couldn't draw Mu Si's unforgettable feelings for Little April...
Why can Mu Si's Buddhist talisman exert some power in his palm, but other tree spirits cannot do this?
Is it because within this Buddhist talisman, there is Mu Si’s deepest heartbeat...
Heartbeat...heartbeat...
Ning Fan frowned, his magic talisman lacked the heartbeat...
"The palm positioning method taught to Mu Si by Taoist Mu Song is called the ruthless method... The first step is to integrate the deepest heartbeat and Taoist understanding and draw them into the Buddhist talisman. The second step seems to be It is necessary to completely erase the heartbeat from the bottom of the heart, so as to reach a state of nothingness where the heartbeat turns into heart cessation... The approximate steps seem to be like this. I have not used this method, and I can only guess a few things..."
"Mu Si can make his heart move, but he can't destroy his heart... He can exert a bit of power in his palm, but he can't have his own void in his palm... If I were him, I would probably be able to animate my heart into the magic talisman, but , I probably won’t be able to destroy my heart…”
"Humans are not grass and trees. How can we be ruthless? If we really achieve the state of being emotionless, we will not be considered human... Taoist Mu Song's method may help me step by step to master the throne, but this method is not suitable for me after all... And I I always feel that this method still has flaws, and I can’t say what the specific flaws are at the moment..."
"If I were Mu Si, I would keep that heartbeat in the magic talisman, but I would never erase the original heartbeat..."
Ning Fan's vision gradually became clearer. Raising his hand, he corrected the patterns in the magic talisman one by one.
The pine was erased by him and replaced by a tree that carried the memory of his monastic life.
That is an Linghan independent plum tree!
Plum instead of pine, the strokes of the magic talisman have not changed, but the feeling is different. The plum seems to contain thousands of deep feelings. Enough to resonate with viewers…
"Plum blossoms carry the warm memories of the place where I practiced Taoism. Where there are plum blossoms, there is a home. No matter how long you wander, you are never alone..."
Wu Laoba and others were all stunned, thinking that the plum tree newly painted by Ning Fan had an indescribable mystery. Exactly why, but I can’t tell...
Adding more strokes is just a quantitative change; from pine to plum. But it is a qualitative change.
Mu Si stared blankly at the plum tree in Ning Fan's magic talisman. He was the only one who could see some clues. The plum tree was fused with Ning Fan's emotions, but there was no sadness in that emotion...
Only, warmth...
In this warmth, there may have been bitter memories, such as the old devil, his parents, Ning Gu...
However, looking back on the past, Ning Fan felt no sadness in his heart. This was something Mu Si could not do no matter what.
Plum replaced pine, and the strokes of the magic talisman were still 178. However, compared with the previous magic talisman, the power of the wooden principles contained in it was much stronger, and there was a hint of palm power spreading vaguely.
According to Taoist Mu Song's method, by integrating the heartbeat into the magic talisman, you can cultivate a trace of power in the palm position. If the heart is destroyed, you can completely cultivate the void in the palm position...
Ning Fan can easily do it.
Ning Fan can realize the difficulty of losing his heart. It cannot be achieved overnight, and he doesn't want to do it.
In this plum blossom, there are his deepest feelings. Erasing these feelings and thoughts is contrary to his Taoist heart. Without these feelings and thoughts, maybe he will be successful, but he will no longer be him.
He didn't care whether his heart was gone or not. What he wanted to do at the moment was to blend that heartbeat with his insights and carefully integrate them into the magic talisman.
The wooden avenue became clearer and clearer in front of his eyes. Following the path he came from, he seemed to...see his own wooden avenue...
"What is wood? Wood is the root of the five elements. If a tree has no roots, it cannot survive. If a person has no roots, then he has no home..."
Ning Fan stared at the plum tree in the magic talisman. In the plum tree, he found his roots.
His roots are in the Rain Realm, in the Yue Kingdom, in Qimei City, in those countless windy and snowy days...
His tree road is also a root, without roots, without other...
Wu Laoba was confused. He seemed to see the memory of his childhood home in the plum tree painted by Ning Fan.
He thought of the earthen house in his hometown, the big mulberry tree in the yard, and that year, he was just a young man in a mountain village. He had never practiced Taoism, had never killed anyone, was not full of bad habits, and did not have a reputation that was powerful for four days. , but there is... home...
Countless dusk evenings, he sat under the mulberry tree outside the earthen house, waiting for his father and mother to drive the donkey cart back from the city, waiting for his father to lift him high, waiting for his mother to wash his hands and cook... His face was blurred in his memory and could not be seen clearly. But there are some things that are engraved in my bones. No matter how many years pass, I will never forget them...
"Hu baby, are you hungry?"
"The weather is getting cold. Is my son cold?"
"...When mother saves more money, she will make a new coat for my son..."
There were tears in Wu Laoba's eyes. He had walked on the lonely road of cultivation for 34 million years for so long that he had forgotten that he once had a family. As fierce and cunning as he is, there is a soft place in his heart that no one can bully or touch.
Zen Master Songguo was also confused. Looking at the plum tree pattern, he also thought of the tree in his hometown. I think of my home before I became a Buddhist, I think of my mother staying up late lighting the oil lamp to bring me new shoes, I think of those instructions...
"My son is going to be successful. As soon as the Chinese New Year is over, he will go to the city to study... When you go out, don't be reluctant to give up money, don't worry about your family, and listen to Master..."
and after…
Later he entered a school in the city. Four years of hard study, and then the war broke out, and then my mother was gone, and my family was gone...
His heart was filled with despair, and he escaped into Buddhism. By chance, he embarked on the path of cultivation, all the way to the realm of immortality. In today's Dongtian Cultivation World, he stamped his feet. The sky was about to tremble. He was already in a high and powerful position, but he had already forgotten where his mother's grave was buried...
As a monk, he actually felt guilty and...sad...
The tree has roots, does he, too...
Each of the Mudao disciples looked confused, thinking of the trees in their hometown and the yellowed but vivid figures in their memories of their hometown...
"What did this boy realize! He has such a powerful power. He can make all cultivators sink into it!"
Mu Si was a little shocked.
There are a thousand differences in the way of wood understood by a thousand people. For example, what Mu Qi sees is pine needles, and what Mu Six sees is the sound of pine trees. What Mu Wu saw was pine grain...
What did Ning Fan see?
I don’t know!
There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority in Tao, but there are differences between strong and weak!
Obviously, the Avenue of Wood that Ning Fan realized has begun to take shape, and is very close to the origin of the Avenue of Wood. Otherwise, it would be impossible to generate such a powerful force and resonate with the group of cultivators!
After the shock, there was deep sadness.
In a daze, Mu Si seemed to see that bright and charming little girl walking towards him step by step, chattering to him non-stop.
He is a child of grass and trees, has no parents, no family, and has never experienced the feeling of warmth. Only little April brought him warmth as a human being...
Facing Little April, he didn't dare to be affectionate, but he couldn't be ruthless either...
He had already forgotten the warmth that Little April had brought to him, but Ning Fan's magic talisman brought back all the memories...
With her, there is a home to rely on, without her, there is no home...
Human beings are not grass and trees. Who can be ruthless? He cannot destroy his heart. He cannot...
"Wood is the Great Way. With wood as the root, it can derive the Way of Pine, the Way of Plum, and the Way of Bamboo... All trees in the world are subordinate to this Way... If you want to understand such a great way, you must find a point as a breakthrough. …”
"Qimei is my root. Extending along this root, I saw more trees, like shadows, listed behind me... These trees carry the memories of my journey. Only by integrating these memories into my understanding Among them, this plum tree is complete..."
Ning Fan continued to raise his hand, and with a few strokes on the magic talisman, he drew the shadow of the ancient Mingluo tree. Next to the Mingluo tree, he also drew the shadow of a sea of bamboo.
There is a soul in the hollow bamboo, and the soul takes root in the heart of the bamboo. The root of the soul and the heart of bamboo are indivisible...
Ning Fan thought of Mingfen, Mingque, Sanyao Muluo, and the past when he roamed the tree world...
The strokes of the magic talisman keep increasing.
179 paintings, 180 paintings, 181 paintings... 198 paintings!
He used 20 strokes to draw the shadows of the ancient Mingluo tree and the Bamboo Emperor. The pattern of the magic talisman became the devil sitting under the plum blossom, and in the background were the shadows of the Mingluo tree and the endless bamboo sea.
Ning Fan didn't stop, and drew the shadow of the immortal tree in the ancient heaven on the background of the magic talisman. In this shadow, there was his obsession with immortality for two lifetimes.
199 paintings, 200 paintings…
When the number of strokes on the magic talisman exceeded 200, Ning Fan suddenly focused his eyes. He could not draw the 201st stroke no matter what...
Whether it is a magic talisman or a Buddhist talisman, an ancestral talisman with more than a hundred strokes is called an ancestral talisman. However, even among the nine great demon ancestors of the Ancient Demonic Abyss, few people can increase the magic talisman to more than 200 strokes... After 200 strokes, adding more strokes requires more than just 100 strokes. To realize, it is even more necessary to apply the talisman with ancestral blood...
Ning Fan didn't know this, but he had an instinct that urged him to do this.
"After 200 paintings, there seems to be a barrier between me and this magic talisman again... The demon blood in my body is burning, so I have an ancient demon instinct, wanting to dye my own blood on the magic talisman... It seems Only in this way can we continue to draw magic symbols..."
There seemed to be a voice coming from the bloodline, constantly urging Ning Fan to dye the magic talisman with ancestral blood.
Ning Fan only pondered for a moment, then followed the ancient demon instinct, raised his hand, bit his fingertips, and painted the 201st stroke of blood on the magic talisman!
"This is... the power of ancestral blood!"
Wu Laoba and others had gradually woken up from their memories, and were moved when they noticed Ning Fan's move of staining the magic talisman with ancestral blood.
After the Ninth Ancestor, there is no more ancestral blood devil in the world. If word comes out that Ning Fan has ancestral blood, it will definitely cause shock in the Ancient Demonic Abyss!
With the power of ancestral blood, Ning Fan struck out like lightning and drew 9 consecutive strokes on the magic talisman. Draw the shadow of half the immortal tree.
Ning Fan paused for a moment and did not draw the 210th stroke immediately. The previous 9 strokes actually used up a whole drop of his Mo Luo ancestral blood!
The ancestral blood is used up. It can no longer be used to burn blood, but the pressure of the ancestral demon on Ning Fan has not weakened at all, but is much more mellow than before. The power of the ancestral blood has been integrated into his magic talisman. At this moment, Ning Fan had the illusion that only after his blood melted into the talisman could he be considered the true ancestral demon! Only then are you qualified to cultivate the ancient demon to its peak!
"It seems inevitable that the ancestral blood will be integrated into the talisman...could it be that in the future, the ancestral level demon blood also needs to be integrated into the spirit wheel? The ancestral level divine blood also needs to be integrated into the heart orifice?"
"Mo Luo's ancestral blood, I have 4 drops, 1 drop of ancestral blood's pressure. It is enough for me to add nine strokes to the ancestral talisman... If I want to continue to add strokes, I need to use other ancestral blood..."
Ning Fan didn't hesitate, soaked in blood again, and drew the ancestral blood into the magic talisman.
After the second drop of ancestral blood was used up, Ning Fan drew a complete immortal tree.
After the third drop of ancestral blood was used up, Ning Fan drew half of the giant willow planted by the Giant Gate Killing Emperor.
The fourth drop of ancestral blood was used up, and Ning Fan drew a complete giant willow shadow. However, because the ancestral blood was used up, Ning Fan could not continue to add more strokes of the magic talisman.
The strokes of the magic charm. Finally settled on 6 paintings!
It's a pity that the ancestral blood is not enough...otherwise, he could have drawn more trees in the magic talisman. Incorporate more emotion.
Perhaps, if he cultivates more ancestral blood in the future, he can continue to dye the ancestral talisman with demonic blood and add more strokes...
"It's actually a six-painted magic talisman! Master's demon-cultivating qualifications are really terrifying! If he continues to grow, he will at least be a figure at the level of the Nine Demon Ancestors! If he can enter the Ancient Demon Jiuyuan, with the magic talisman, he will be able to recruit a large number of people. The fanatical demon cultivator, take him as your servant!"
Wu Laoba's vanity was greatly satisfied. His master was more powerful, and he could have more face, right? With Ning Fan as my master, I no longer feel any shame. There is no shame in being a slave to someone at the level of the Nine Demon Ancestors! There's no telling how many people in the Ancient Demonic Abyss would envy me!
Mu Si's sadness had faded away, replaced by a bitter smile.
"I don't know what kind of enlightenment this child has, but I can see that this child has deep feelings for the past. There may not be sad past events in his emotions, but when he looks back on the past, there is no sadness, only...warmth... "
"If I can sweep away the sadness in my heart, maybe..."
Little did he know that the moment Mu Si had this thought in his mind, the bottleneck that had been trapped for many years was actually loosened!
Mu Si was startled for a moment, then sighed and closed his eyes.
He seems to have found the path he should take in the future...
Not sentimental, nor ruthless, but forgetful...
Too ungrateful...
Crossing the truth, giving up the emptiness, breaking thoughts... In fact, every step of cultivation in the three realms of true immortality leads the monks to the path of forgetting love. However, there are too few monks who can truly achieve the ultimate goal of forgetting one's feelings. Among ten thousand immortal cultivators, there are often only those one or two. Occasionally, there are monks who can achieve supreme forgetfulness in the realm of Shekong, such as Yuan Yao; but there are also people who have cultivated all the way to the Immortal King, but cannot achieve this, such as Sen Luo.
In the past, Mu Si could not do this either, but from now on, he will work hard to do it.
It's not that I want to forget little April, but that I want to bury that heartbeat deeply in my heart. Just forget the sadness, but keep the heartbeat in the Buddha Talisman forever.
Is this... the ruthlessness of grass and trees that junior brother said...
It's not that the heart is moved, nor that the heart is destroyed, but...the mind is forgotten...
"May I ask, my little friend, what kind of tree path did you realize?" Mu Si suddenly smiled with relief. It seemed that the knots in his heart for many years had finally been untangled.
"It's the root..." Ning Fan was slightly surprised. It seemed that Mu Si had realized something, otherwise he would not have been so relieved.
"Root?" Mu Si's heart moved, he was slightly absent-minded, and said to himself, "Yes...she is my root..."
“…”
Ning Fan was speechless.
This conversation can no longer go on. This Mu Si looks like he is deeply in love. No matter what he says, he can get involved in his little April...
But it seems that this person is no longer confused...has he figured out how to deal with the karma in his heart...
"A small gift, I'll give it to my little friend as a way of thanking you for helping me untie my knot."
Mu Si gave all of his Jianmu essence to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan knew in his heart that some of his actions had touched Mu Si, so he did not refuse the gift of thanks. He accepted all the essence of Jianmu and said goodbye to Mu Si. Along with everyone, he walked towards the third forbidden area.
The ancient pine trees in the third forbidden area are more powerful than those in the fourth forbidden area, due to the cultivation of tree spirit wood three. It is also much taller and deeper than Mu Si.
Hearing from Zen Master Songguo that Ning Fan possesses six magic talismans, Mu Sansheng was very moved and threatened to give Jianmu's true essence just to take a look at Ning Fan's magic talisman. As a thank you gift.
It is rare to see more than 200 paintings of magic and Buddhist talismans. In the Western Heaven, there are few ancient Buddhas who have built more than 200 Buddhist talismans; in the Ancient Demon Abyss, since the suppression of the Nine Ancestors, it is even more impossible to see the owner of 200 magic talismans.
Mu San didn't ask for anything, he just wanted to take a look at Ning Fan's magic talisman and be sure to get confirmation from it.
Mu San also showed his Buddhist talisman to Ning Fan, but Ning Fan just glanced at it and didn't pay attention to it.
Ning Fan already had his own understanding of the great road of wood. It doesn’t make much sense to learn from other people’s insights. Moreover, his Ancient Demon Ancestor's blood has been exhausted and he cannot continue to add more magic talisman strokes for the time being. Mu San wanted to see him add more strokes, but he was afraid he wouldn't be able to see them.
After looking at Mu Si’s Buddhist talisman, and then looking at Mu San’s Buddhist talisman, Ning Fan always felt that Mu San’s Buddhist talisman was a bit distasteful.
Mu Si's Buddhist amulet is integrated with deep feelings and heartbeat. In contrast, Mu San's Buddhist amulet has no heartbeat, even if the strokes on it exceed those of Mu Four. He couldn't even get into Ning Fan's eyes.
"Mu Si has opened up the knot in his heart, and may one day be able to regain Mu Yi's status..."
After Ning Fan showed Mu San the magic talisman, he collected the essence and left. Then he went to the second and first forbidden areas. He also only showed the magic talisman, then accepted the gift and left.
After passing through the seven forbidden areas one by one, Ning Fan bid farewell to Song Guo and others and returned to the monastery alone.
Wu Laoba was as glued to Ning Fan as a candy, and wanted to ask this cheap master for advice on the great road of wood. But he was turned away by Ning Fan.
Sorry, Ning Fan has no time to talk to Wu Laoba right now. He has just created his own magic talisman and added four drops of ancestral blood into it. This is the moment of enlightenment and no one can disturb him.
As soon as he returned to the Zen room, Ning Fan immediately escaped into the Xuanyin world. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of cyan light clusters flew into the sky and condensed into a drop of green-like emerald spiritual liquid.
This drop of spiritual liquid is the true essence of Jianmu!
Feeling the vast energy contained in Jianmu's true essence, Ning Fan couldn't help but say it was a lie. The energy contained in this drop of Jianmu's true essence is completely comparable to a complete Tianpin Lieyuan Crystal!
In other words, as long as this drop of Jianmu's true essence is refined, Ning Fan can completely cultivate the complete Mu Yin and Yang!
The only trouble is that practicing Wood Yin and Yang still lacks a profound wood attribute technique...
On the wooden island, there are several nine-star wood attribute techniques, but they are all Buddhist techniques. As an ancient demon, Ning Fan will certainly not practice them.
There was no suitable technique in the sutra storage tower given by Emperor Luan Gu. As a result, Ning Fan had other thoughts.
He wants to create a technique of his own and write all the insights he gained from the wood into it!
In ancient times, some low-level immortal emperors were able to create nine-star techniques. With Ning Fan's current cultivation level and his understanding of the second realm of heaven and man, he is fully qualified to create his own techniques.
The magic talisman has been integrated with the power of Mu Daoze. If he creates his own technique, Ning Fan will create a wood magic technique. Ning Fan has already cultivated three of the nine divine yin and yangs. It is time to cultivate one of the yin and yangs of rain, war, and darkness, and the demon yin and yang!
"With my lifelong understanding, Ning Fan, I opened the ancient sutra..."
Ning Fan moved in the direction of the Xuanyin Realm Sutra Storage Tower and made a move with his palm. In an instant, rolls of ancient divine and demonic skills flew out of the tower and piled up like a mountain in the clouds.
Ning Fan flicked his sleeves again and flew directly into a thousand-year tower with a mountain of skills.
If you create your own exercises, these countless exercises can be used as a reference...
…
The ten days agreed with Taoist Mu Song passed by in a flash.
In the Zen courtyard, two figures seemed to walk out of the endless void. They were Mu Song and Xiang Ganzi.
As soon as the two of them appeared, they saw Ning Fan waiting under an ancient pine in the courtyard.
However, they hadn't seen each other for ten days. At this moment, Ning Fan actually gave Mu Song and Xiang Jiezi a feeling of being in harmony with nature.
It seemed that the person standing in front of them was not Ning Fan, but a tree, a tree rooted in the wooden island and connected to nature. Even breathing gives people a sense of endless life.
There is no doubt that this is a successful performance of Mu Dao!
"Oh? I haven't seen you for ten days. My little friend's cultivation seems to have improved a lot..."
Mu Song was smiling, but his heart was really shocked.
If he was not mistaken, Ning Fan, a descendant of the ancient chaos, actually cultivated the fourth kind of yin and yang in ten days!
What surprised Mu Song even more was that Ning Fan's Wood Technique flowed in an extremely weird direction, and was different from any Wood Technique he knew...
"This guy is practicing it. Could it be some lost magic skill... I'm a bit unfamiliar with it. I've never heard of this skill..."
Surprised, Mu Song casually asked, "I wonder what the name of the exercise my little friend is practicing is?"
"The Book of Taoism, Volume One."
Ning Fan casually told Mu Song the name of his self-created technique.
The reason why it is called the Dao Sutra, not the Demon Sutra, is because Ning Fan not only wrote the wood yin and yang into the sutra, but also deleted the three yin and yang techniques of rain, war, and darkness and included them in the sutra.
Rather than patching things together and practicing twenty-seven exercises, Ning Fan would rather create a more complete exercise of his own that directly covers the twenty-seven types of yin and yang he has practiced.
This matter is not easy to say, but for him, a monk in the second realm of heaven and human, it is not impossible to accomplish. (To be continued.)
