Looking around, there is a vast blue field ahead, with no end in sight.
Five huge, brilliant and crystal clear clouds, like a canopy of sky, envelop the entire wilderness.
Looking from a distance, you can see the clouds and fields connecting each other, the colors are bright and beautiful, and the scenery is wonderful.
The scenery is infinite and breathtaking.
The five clouds were filled with green wood, red fire, earthy yellow, golden white, and water black pieces, which complemented each other and covered the entire field with a layer of glazed halo.
Wuyunye——
That's why it got its name.
According to Song Rupu, this place used to be dark and gloomy, with turbid air flowing across it, as if it was about to overwhelm everything, and there was no soft and bright light.
The other realms in the same abyss all look like ghosts.
After the same Qiao Zhenjun cut the mountain into a pillar, he saw that the landform was not a good place for spiritual practice, so he used his great magic power to change the sky and the earth, creating these five endless giant clouds. Thousands of feet, shining in the void.
After Qiao Zhenjun left and opened a cave for practice deeper in the abyss, the realm of Wuyunye was handed over to Jing Xiu and Ding Geng.
In the middle of the cluster of five astral clouds, there is a stone pillar thousands of feet high. The surface of the stone wall is as clean as a wash and as smooth as a mirror.
When Chen Heng saw him, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.
It was on that stone pillar that Qiao Zhenjun of the Zhongyi Sword Sect left his cultivation method of "Yin Erosion Red Water"!
However, no living being has stepped into its 100-foot range to conduct meditation, so there is no word on the pillar, and it is very quiet.
When he looked up at the stone pillar, he was slightly lost in thought.
After dozens of breaths passed in the dark cave beneath him, Song Rupu rode a gust of dark wind, made a whistling sound, and rushed up panting.
He coughed a few times and hunched his back severely.
After a long while, he gradually regained his breath, with a rather frightened look on his face.
"I didn't expect that Gao Pi was so bold, he almost chased into Wuyunye! Did he have an affair with Miss Yue? Is he so crazy?!"
Song Rupu looked at the cave at his feet in panic, and saw that there were no ghosts chasing after him. Fang felt relieved and said to Chen Heng in a trembling voice.
The abyss is extremely vast, and the realm within it is connected by densely packed caves of various sizes.
All the twists and turns involved cannot be understood except by old ghosts living in the abyss of the earth.
Without Song Rupu's guidance, it would have taken a lot of effort for Chen Heng to come to Wuyunye.
And before coming to this five-cloud field.
Shanhu Gong's family general was called Gao Pi's Na Zhaoxiu by Song Rupu.
After some searching of mountains and seas.
It was by accident that they found the whereabouts of Chen Heng and Song Rupu.
However, Chen Heng was already very close to the cave connecting Wuyunye at that time.
Although Gao Pi had a vicious reputation, he persisted in pursuing Chen Heng and others for a while after they entered the cave. However, he did not dare to offend the taboo and invaded the dojo run by Jing Xiu and Ding Geng without permission.
At the last moment of entering Wuyunye, he was still too strong to stop and could only let Chen Heng leave.
However, Song Rupu was slower than Chen Heng because of his escape speed.
While being chased, he was almost scared to death and his face turned pale.
"Then Gao Pi was just pretending and didn't dare to really approach Wuyunye. Didn't you see that the Qi in him was hidden for more than a third of it?"
Seeing that Song Rupu was still out of breath, Chen Heng turned to look at him and asked:
"I came to Wuyunye today to observe scriptures. Do I need to pay a visit to the owner of this place first and hand over the famous thorn?"
Song Rupu's mind hadn't turned around for a moment, and he stared blankly for a moment before he realized what he was saying:
"Ah? Brother, are you talking about Ding Geng? It doesn't matter... Only when Zhaoxiu enters Wuyunye, he needs to make an announcement in advance, otherwise he will be ignored.
In order to cause unprovoked provocations, Jing Xiu and I do not follow this rule. This is also what the senior of the Zhongyi Sword Sect meant. And since the elder brother is a human being and belongs to the same clan as his predecessor, there are no rules to restrain him! "
"I see, there are such rules, I understand."
Chen Heng pondered for a moment before looking at the stone pillar, and then looked at Song Rupu who was looking at him eagerly.
He was rubbing his hands nervously, his eyes flickering.
Although he had just recovered from the panic of being chased all the way by Gao Pi, there was a new look of nervousness on his face at this time.
I saw Chen Heng looking over.
Song Rupu laughed, but stopped talking.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be like this. I know your intentions. I have promised you before, and I will not break your promise now."
Chen Heng smiled and took out the golden paper signed by Song Rupu and him from his sleeve. He separated his hands and tore it into pieces, which spontaneously ignited without fire.
It only takes a moment.
It was burned completely.
After the legal deed was destroyed, Song Rupu felt a lightness all over her body, as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders, and her shackles were shattered.
He suddenly smiled and couldn't help but thank him repeatedly.
The feeling of a human hand that affects life and death is really not a wonderful experience.
And if Chen Heng died while meditating, he would be cut into two pieces by the sword energy flying out of the stone pillar.
Due to the constraints of the legal contract, Song Rupu would not be buried with him, but at least half of his life would have to be lost!
Thinking of this, Song Rupu felt inexplicably grateful.
I originally thought that I would have to rack my brains and spend a lot of effort to persuade Chen Heng to destroy the deed.
I didn't expect it to be so easy.
Even before the words are spoken, it is already accomplished...
"Brother, it's not that I want to talk too much or look down on your ability."
He suppressed the smile on his face, raised his hands and persuaded sincerely:
"The cultivation method of "Yin Erosion Red Water" has been left in Wuyunye for a full period of time. For a full period of time, no one or ghost can finally get close to the stone pillar and take the inheritance in hand!
Brother Fang is in his prime years, so why rush for success? Wouldn’t it be nice to enjoy your years? If you make a mistake here, the disaster of killing will be imminent in an instant. Please think about it again and don't miss the future! "
These words are truly heartfelt.
Facing Song Rupu's gaze.
Chen Heng slowly shook his head and said inexplicably:
"The future? If I don't give it a try, I'm just afraid of myself, and there won't be any future."
Any monk who has practiced Taisu Jade Body.
Even in a shallow situation like Tong Gaolu's, he can touch a hint of heaven's secrets and sense the good and bad luck of his family on a whim.
When Chen Heng was preparing to ambush Rong and others, Tong Gaolu felt an inexplicable heart pounding and frightened his blood while he was in the mansion.
It was just that at that time, Tong Gaolu was self-sufficient in physical cultivation and did not take it seriously. He did not take this warning sign to heart and still insisted on going to the palace to attend court.
Only then was he killed by Chen Heng and others, bringing his own disaster.
Not long after entering the abyss, Chen Heng would often feel a shudder, which made him feel uneasy.
He knew that this was a sign of practicing the Taisu Jade Body.
Although I don’t know where the disaster came from, if I can obtain the cultivation method of "Yin Erosion Red Water", my combat power will suddenly climb several steps and enter a new level.
Not to mention the illusory "Netherworld True Water".
Just for that or the catastrophe that is about to happen.
Chen Heng also needs to get the magical inheritance of "Yin Erosion Red Water" in his hands!
"Thank you for your advice, I will take my leave first."
He smiled freely, cupped his hands, flew up, and turned into a white light rising in the air. Not long after, it fell within a hundred feet of the stone pillar.
I heard a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth!
Chen Heng's body was pushed down from the air by an inexplicable force!
And at the same time the surface of the stone pillar.
There are also countless golden lines outlined, and dozens of huge tadpole characters slowly emerge, covering the pillar body!
"Heaven and earth are thieves of all things, all things are thieves of man, man is the thieves of all things, the three thieves are in harmony, and the three talents are in harmony..."
He opened his eyes and looked forward.
Just when he wrote it down, a sharp stabbing pain suddenly came from his head, making Chen Heng frown for a moment.
And in this intense sting, the words I just wrote down were about to be gradually forgotten.
Like water stains dried in the sun, they faded from his memory...
"not good!"
Chen Heng was slightly startled, knowing that his current situation was not good.
After all, hearing a hundred times is better than seeing it once.
Hearing is false, seeing is true!
The cultivation method of "Yin Erosion Red Water" was left in Wuyunye by Qiao Zhenjun for nearly a month, but not a single living being was able to obtain this blessing. There must be a reason for this.
Even if he can only stay in place for three breaths, he must move forward in order not to be killed by the sword energy in the stone pillar.
But three breaths of effort...
For those who are successful in spiritual practice, it is nothing more than just writing down these ten words in three breaths.
It is not difficult for them to write down a long, arrogant and gorgeously decorated article in three breaths, it is a piece of cake.
In fact, these tadpole-shaped golden words, under the deliberate arrangement of Qiao Zhenjun, will bring a great burden to the mind.
If you want to force yourself to memorize it, it will not only be a pain in your muscles and bones, but you will also inevitably forget the original shape of the words.
"It's a weird trial. It's so difficult. In the whole world, I'm afraid there are only a few people who can succeed and succeed in the "Yin Erosion Red Water"... What is the intention of Qiao Zhenjun, who is from the Zhongyi Sword Sect? "
In the blink of an eye.
Chen Heng also found that his body was also bound by some invisible energy. He could not perform Taoist magic or open the Qiankun Bag. He used a talisman to record the golden words in his mind.
This seems to be a dead end for one party.
Whenever you enter——
We can only move forward, we can no longer go back!
Ordinary living beings can only truly understand how difficult this situation is until they die for themselves.
But wait until it gets to that point.
Even if you want to regret it and survive, there is no room for turning back...
"It's a gift from heaven, but I have to bear the blame! With the golden cicada in my hand, it seems that this "yin-eroded red water" is exactly what I deserve! "
Chen Heng thought secretly in his heart, used his mind to communicate with Jin Chan, and instantly entered the Yizhen Dharma Realm.
After staying in the Dharma Realm, use your finger to form a pen and carefully write down the golden words in your mind on the ground...
He laughed loudly.
With a wave of his sleeves and robe, he returned to the present world.
at this time.
The three-breath time is just around the corner!
There is a faint sharp sword energy that is gradually solidifying in the stone pillar. Even if it is not triggered, there is still an unshakable killing intent that seems to be able to separate the heaven and the earth! It makes people tremble!
Chen Heng looked calm and took a few steps forward.
After walking forward for about ten feet, the golden characters on the stone pillar dimmed slightly and then changed again.
"Let the hanging millet bead hang in the sky, hold it firmly, and let the flying god sink to the bottom of the sea. Don't miss the opportunity of heaven. Refining the Qi, chasing it up to the Nangong, repairing the separation and doing Qian."
He repeated his old trick and left this sentence on the ground of the Dharma Realm.
Chen Heng's eyes narrowed and he stepped forward again.
"Use essence as the people's fire, Qi as the divine fire, and the heart as the king's fire, which are harmonized with the Dantian and transported by one Qi."
"Keep warm and nourish on time, reborn as a new cauldron, and take the patent medicine into your belly..."
When Chen Hengzheng was approaching the stone pillar one foot after another.
Song Rupu, who was waiting outside but had not yet left, felt cold sweat on her palms.
He could not see the tadpole-shaped golden characters revealed on the stone pillars.
Each of the five clouds separated a wisp, surging and drooping, clustering into a puff of five-color smoke, from top to bottom, firmly covering everything within a hundred feet of the stone pillar.
If you look closely, you can only see bright and dazzling lights, colorful, like a rainbow covering the ground.
The wonderful scenery of heaven and earth could be heard from far away, attracting all the landscape cultivators in Wuyunye to look at it and give pointers one after another.
At this time, there was a strong sound of wind above the head.
Song Rupu was startled and looked anxiously, only to see a flying chariot pulled by six bat beasts, hovering steadily in the sky.
Sitting in the middle of the chariot was a young monk wearing a royal crown and a face as pale as snow. He was holding a seven-foot-high pot of blood coral in his hand.
Hundreds of ghost soldiers were divided into two squads, guarding the chariot in the middle. They were all armed with strong weapons and powerful, and they were obviously elite men.
"Second Young Master?"
As soon as Song Rupu's eyes touched the young monk in the chariot, he understood his identity and hurriedly bowed and saluted:
"We've seen each other for a long time. When I saw this scene today, did I just come back from a hunting trip? How could I happen to meet him like this? It's such an honor for me!"
"Today is not a hunting trip. I just happened to hear that one of Qiao Zhenjun's family members seemed to want to capture a firefinch and use it as a spiritual pet, so they made such a big fight. It's a pity..."
The young monk's name was Ding Wei, and he was the second son of Ding Xian, the master of Wuyuanye. He was usually not favored, but unfortunately he had no talent in swordsmanship and did not have the opportunity to sit down and listen to the true master.
He smiled bitterly, put the blood coral he was holding aside casually, got out of the carriage, and raised his hand to help Song Rupu, who was still bowing.
"It's a pity that the Firebird Cave that I explored a few years ago has now been moved or dead. It's completely empty. It's a waste of time. What a pity!"
Ding Wei shook his head, changed the subject again, and asked:
"Who is meditating on sutras? It's so exciting!"
"This..." Song Rupu didn't understand what he meant.
Boom!
At this time, the stone pillar made another sound!
The golden text that burst out from the pillar became more and more conspicuous.
It almost pierced the covering of the five-colored clouds!
"Wait a minute, we're already fifty feet away?!"
Ding Wei was even more surprised and asked: "Tell the truth! Which family is this child from? Do you not recognize him?"
