Thinking of this, he really wanted to go to the secret realm immediately to see if he could find any records about the origin of this helmet. But knowing that what he had to do tomorrow was extremely important, he had to sleep well tonight, so he forced himself to put his helmet aside, turn off the light, and waited for more than ten breaths before slowly falling asleep.
When he woke up and it was still dark, he opened the cover of Meng Peiyong's clock box and saw that it was only about five o'clock in the morning, but by this calculation, he had slept for six hours. Li Bochen had something on his mind, so he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he stood up and put on his clothes. Not wanting to fetch water from the hospital and wake Fang Tao up, he simply put on his armor, a helmet, and a knife, and jumped over the wall to get out of the hospital.
It was still dark all around at this time, but looking to the horizon, you could see that the moon was about to set. There are patches of clouds surrounding the horizon, the upper parts are silvered by the moonlight, and the lower parts are connected with the dark earth, like a mural painted by someone.
The air is slightly cool, and when inhaled into the nasal cavity, there is a strong aroma of new grass. Li Bochen exhaled a mouthful of white mist, feeling a hundred times more energetic and feeling inexplicably happy. I had this feeling when I was away from Zhangcheng, and now I'm back.
He thought maybe it was because he was so busy with everything these days that he had to think about everything carefully. Today, a thief usually travels at night, which can be regarded as "escaping", and his mood is naturally different.
He went down the slope and ran in the fields, feeling like a horse - it was a pity that his white horse had been penned in the stable for the past few days, and he should be allowed to run like this when he had time. People have to think about many things, but animals don't. From this point of view, being a horse is much happier than being a human.
When he arrived in the meadow, he didn't notice the existence of the barrier. He guessed that Sui Buxiu had moved the formation north yesterday. But could he accomplish such a magical formation on his own in one day? Then when Sui Wujiu arrives, this formation will no longer be able to be relied upon——
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking why am I bothered by this again. That’s all, I’d better stop thinking about anything today and just remember that I’m in the Jin realm!
When he reached the mountain pass, the sky got a little brighter, and he saw wisps of mist on the ground. The mist gathered at the entrance to the secret realm, and was attracted upwards by invisible force, forming a "door" in mid-air. He was slightly startled and realized that this was not fog, but earth energy!
He used to have to see the earth's energy, which required the Yin spirit to leave the body, but now he can see it with the naked eye. It should be the function of the helmet. No wonder Zhu Hou is not a very smart person, but he can open secret realms and create gaps in formations.
He stepped into the secret realm and felt his eyes light up slightly. The surrounding scenery didn't seem to have changed much, but the river next to me became as rough as that night. We walked all the way and didn't encounter any monsters. When I walked to the place where I met the old woman that day, I looked carefully again, but she was nowhere to be seen.
When he walked to the foot of the hill, he saw that the river was still full of green water plants, and there was still a misty atmosphere lingering in it. Then I thought about it and tried to dial it as I did on the mountain before. The mist immediately dispersed in all directions, and one face after another turned over and swam aside.
Li Bochen gathered enough strength to jump forward, jumped two or three feet, fell into the water, touched the bottom of the river, jumped out again, and reached the other side. Along the way up the mountain, we first walked to the first floor of the middle tower. When we saw the classics still scattered on the ground like that night, we breathed a sigh of relief - Zhu Hou had not destroyed them all. It was just that a book on the desk was missing many pages, and he felt that Zhu Hou might have torn it away to wipe his butt.
At this time, the morning sun was rising, and the house became brighter. Li Bochen inspected the area and felt that there was no danger for the time being, so he took off his armor and hung it on the ground to dry. He took off his coat, squeezed some water out of it, and put it on again.
After his hands were dry, he first gathered the scattered classics in the room into one place, and then took a closer look in front of the case.
He visually estimated that the tower had four to five floors, and perhaps there were more books on it. Today, let’s first find out if there is anything I can use.
He spent half an hour browsing through all the more than sixty books on the first floor. Most of them are about basic common sense of spiritual practice, which are more detailed than what I have learned, but are useless at this time. The other small part briefly talks about the various characteristics of the six-meridian technique, but there are no specific mantras to practice. It is regarded as "theoretical research", so Li Boxen skipped it.
Seeing that there was nothing he was looking for on this floor, he held his knife and climbed up to the second floor from a staircase on the west side of the main hall.
The space on the second floor is smaller than the first floor, but there are many more books - this tower is an exquisite eight-treasure tower, and the seven walls on the second floor are covered with bookshelves. At a glance, there are nearly a thousand books. Li Bochen felt guilty for a while, secretly wondering when will this investigation be carried out? But when I took a closer look, I found that there were bronze plaques nailed to the bookshelves next to each wall, marking which category the book belonged to. More specifically, each line is also marked with a bronze medal.
He breathed a sigh of relief, skimmed over some books on spiritual practice, ethics, and literature, and focused his attention on the remaining two shelves. There are not many books on the shelves on these two sides, just a few dozen. One side is "Taoist Notes" and the other side is "Gui Fang Yuan".
"Gui Fangyuan" should refer to the clear rules and precepts in Leiyundongtian, as well as the annotations and extensions to them, but this was the first time Li Boxen heard about the "Taoist Notes", so he picked up a copy and went to the window to open it.
Looking at it this way, I found that he seemed to be struggling with this book. The text used should be "Guge style", which is similar to the classical Chinese from where he came from, but more difficult and obscure. He frowned and planned to scan it a few more times. If he really couldn't understand it, he would put it down and change it to something else.
But after only struggling to read three or four lines, he froze, his brows furrowed even more tightly, and he braced himself to look closer.
Looking at it this way, it took me two hours to finish reading this booklet of more than 30 pages.
What Li Boxen read, if expressed in terms that ordinary people can understand, would probably be——
"...I often sigh in front of Shenxiao and ask myself: When the heaven and earth were just separated in ancient times, capable and virtuous monks were not afraid to use 'demons' to test their abilities. Why is it that today everyone talks about demons? The color changes, as if the sparrow in the forest has seen the eagle in the sky? Shouldn't this be regarded as a sign that our moral practice is declining and our luck is getting thinner?"
"I heard that monks in ancient times often fought against demonic cultivators, fighting endlessly for days and nights. Once they died, their families would tell each other about it and regard it as an honor. What a desirable scene it is. Ah. The armor Shenxiao that I sent to guard the secret realm was said to be the armor used by the Heavenly Emperor Beichen when he had not yet achieved the Great Dao. But now some of the magical weapons and armors in our party are not as strong as Shenxiao. Slightly better. A long time ago, did the emperor use such weapons and armor to fight against the demon king who also had not yet achieved the great path?"
"I once proposed to everyone in the sect that we should try to introduce the clones of the five demon kings to test the sincerity of the monks, but the carnivores in the sect thought that this was not something worth considering. I often sigh for this at night: Senior We drove the monsters to the northern land, but the younger generations lost the courage of their ancestors. Is this reasonable?"
"I have also heard that some capable and capable sects have tried similar things. When people hear about the monks who have experienced demonic tribulations and defeated them, everyone admires them. But people in my sect are now afraid of them. Ruhu is proud that the magic he practices is safe and peaceful. Isn’t this something worth feeling guilty about?”
"The carnivores in my sect are short-sighted. If I want to correct the bad customs accumulated over generations, isn't it time for me to step forward? I decided to take over such a big responsibility privately and do something for the people in my sect. Something beneficial.”
When Li Boxen read this, he realized that this book should be written by a monk in Leiyun Cave. It's more of a record than a book. Although the author did not leave his name, Li Boxen guessed that since this person had such a sense of responsibility, his status in the sect would not be too low. Even if he is not a "meat eater" in his words, he is probably just living below him.
But... Shenxiao?
This person said that he often sighs when facing Shen Xiao who guards the secret realm - is that "Shen Xiao" his helmet? ?
He was stunned when he thought of this, raised his hand and touched it, realizing that he had indeed forgotten it just now. The armor on his body was all removed, but the helmet was still on his head.
But he didn't dare to take it off at this time. This thing is so magical, if you really put it aside, forget about it when you can't leave.
The monk said that this Shenxiao was the armor used by Emperor Beichen before he attained the Great Dao. According to the portrait of Pei Jin's ancestor last night, I deduced that the shape of this helmet should be from the era of the ancestors, or even earlier.
This is actually what "that Beichen" used. Li Bochen didn't feel too surprised when he thought of this. I knew last night that this thing was unusual, and I guessed that it might have been bred, but now it was just confirmed. But putting it this way...did the original Beichen raise anything in the way he did now? Is it a similar situation to mine, or is there another way?
A subtle emotion arose in his heart - the armor of the previous owner was now in his hands, maybe this was God's will.
The next twenty or so pages of this book no longer talk about the monk's plan to introduce the devil's clone to help his disciples practice, but record his views on other principles of practice and his feelings about his own life experience.
Li Bochen tried to read it carefully again, put the book down, looked out the window and sorted out his thoughts.
In fact, this person seems to be a researcher who is dedicated to seeking the truth and does not care about worldly matters. But being too attached to the thoughts in your head will not be accepted by the people in your sect. Although his status seems not low, he seems very lonely. It was mentioned later that he voluntarily came to this secret realm to be a guardian. While reviewing the ancient classics, he continued to prepare for the "big thing" he wanted to do.
The records mention that at that time, Li Guo was so powerful that even the king could sit down flat when he met with the emperor. He even said to the emperor, "It's bitterly cold in the north, but your high country is neither cold nor hot all year round, and its territory is vast. It's a suitable place for retirement." Great place”.
Based on this, Li Bochen deduced that this record should have been left sixty or seventy years ago. The king at that time was King Wu before the fall of Li State, and the country was indeed at its peak when he was in power. And because Beichen believed in mastering killing and punishment, his military strength was also the best in the world. At that time, Beiyuan was still in the hands of the Six Kingdoms, and two-thirds of the troops stationed on it were Li's troops.
After King Wu passed away, a new king succeeded him. It would be more than ten years before the Li Kingdom suffered a great disaster. After this calculation, King Wu was actually his great ancestor.
The monk said that some capable and capable sects have already tried similar things. Does that mean that some monks have indeed tried to introduce demon king clones to hone themselves? Judging from the information he has now, it seems that this is indeed the case. Ying said that royal families in various countries have tried to use the flesh and blood of monsters to create things that can compete with monsters. Maybe there are monks like him who have integrated flesh and blood in their bodies.
He suddenly felt a little scared - if some people did succeed, what about those who failed? Bi Hai said that he had followed the clone of the Yellow Sky Demon King Hengtian and entered the demonic path... Could it be that some monks have become demons now, but others don't know it yet! ?
He read the book a third time, and after confirming that he couldn't find anything new, he put it back in its original place and looked it up on the shelf again.
By noon, I had flipped through more than twenty books, and finally found another related one.
This book is actually Leiyundongtian's "chronicle of major events". It is still a first draft and the writing is rather sloppy. In fact, Li Bochen had already read another completed book before, but there was nothing to read in it. When I saw this book, I planned to flip through it and put it down, but I found that there were many small things recorded in the first draft, which should have been deleted in subsequent revisions.
One of them is quite strange to read.
It is said that when King Wu was on the throne, there was a monk named Hua Xi who assisted his master in sorting out the classics in the secret realm. One day, he suddenly went crazy and killed several of his fellow disciples, and then he disappeared without a trace. Five years later, a cultivator from Leiyundongtian who was sent to assist the general in the Beiyuan garrison accidentally discovered a corpse on the battlefield. It looked like the original victim. Guessing that this person had discovered his conscience after killing his fellow sect members, he went to Kitahara incognito to fight against the Demon Kingdom. He also said that when he died, half of his body had been eaten clean by monsters, and the wounds seemed to have been cut with many knives.
When Li Boxen read about his death, the first thing that came to his mind was the web-headed arrow.
The net-headed arrows used by the Houcheng City Army before were actually simplified versions. The web-headed arrows used in the Infinite Army will have many sharp blades on the web. Once the monster is hit and wrapped, the sharp blade will rotate and crush smaller ones. The edge of this slippery wound looked like it had been cut by many knives. He couldn't remember what kind of monster would eat a person like this, but he knew that it would be such a miserable thing if a web-headed arrow grazed a person.
Besides, the person who recorded this probably didn't know that monsters have unified orders on the battlefield and will never bite people during battle. Otherwise, he would have died long ago when he was unconscious in Beiyuan.
He also said that Hua Xi once assisted his master in organizing classics in the secret realm. Could it be that his master was the monk?
He really took action later... did he introduce the Demon King's clone to his disciples to help them practice?
It was because he was possessed by the devil that he went on a killing spree... After that, instead of resisting the devil's kingdom, he surrendered to the devil's kingdom!
After Li Bochen read this, he flipped through the pages again, closed the book and put it back on the shelf.
What you are looking for should have been found.
What he was originally worried about was whether he could cope with the arrival of the second Demon King clone when he entered the Dragon and Tiger Realm. If you can't cope with it, will you die?
But now it seems that some monks in the Six Kingdoms have already tried to attract the Demon King's clone to hone their cultivation, and some of them should have succeeded. Looking further back, according to the monk's records, ancient practitioners used this method more often, and it was even the norm.
The monk who took the record should have asked Hua Shi to use the Demon King's clone, but Hua Shi was only possessed by the demon, but not dead. He didn't know what level of slippery damage he was in, but since he was able to get half of his body cut off by a web-headed arrow, it was probably similar to his own cultivation level.
When Hua Xi is preparing for the Jin Dynasty, his master will prepare some secret techniques for him to help him resist the devil. Although Li Bochen doesn't have it now, he has that realm. Is there any secret method that can help me more than that world?
Knowing this, it would be outrageous to still be timid.
He turned around and went downstairs. The armor hanging on the first floor was dry, so he put it on again. At this time, the sun was rising. Looking around from the mountain, I saw a stretch of green grass and winding rivers. The scenery was extremely beautiful. Li Bochen took a few deep breaths, sat cross-legged in front of the door, and thought to himself: I have done everything I can do, and today I will risk my life!
Then he recited the mantra silently and escaped into another world.
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