Chapter 254 ? Another Secret Road
Chapter 254 Another Secret Path
In the mountain forest, there is a simple thatched hut, accompanied by vines and clear springs, not far from a clear lake, this area is quiet and quiet.
Outside the hut, there are bluestone tables and stone piers, and there are tall golden-threaded and silver-leafed osmanthus trees. The fragrance is overflowing and calms the mind.
This is a rare birth experience. Wang Xuan is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and is not intruded by wild beasts and monsters. He is temporarily separated from the world of mortals, reading golden bamboo slips, and thinking about the future.
In the past two months, even on a nova that has been depleted of supermatter, his strength has improved.
"Mist, the first small realm of Transcendence. The first time I stepped in, what I saw spiritually, was darkness in the flesh and blood, and there was thick fog everywhere." Wang Xuan was thinking about the road of cultivation.
"Thinking about the first person who stepped into this field back then, he must have been very confused and hesitant. When he looked inside himself, he was trapped in the fog of flesh and blood, and he couldn't see the next road clearly."
In order to better comprehend the Dharma and lead the way to the future, he substituted himself into the state of mind and thoughts of the first generation of superhumans long ago, and started from the beginning.
"Lan Deng, tearing away the fog with a strong will, accumulated enough spiritual energy, gradually saw the way forward, and broke free from the shackles of the spiritual cage."
Wang Xuan feels that this is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and perhaps many of the first-generation transcendents have never left the foggy realm of flesh and blood in their entire lives.
"Refine the spiritual realm, hang like a lamp, illuminating the night sky of longevity!"
He believes that someone established this kind of belief and pointed out the general direction, which is very remarkable, and it may not be the effort of a generation at all.
"With the light of the spirit, illuminate the eternally silent and extraordinary night sky, and step out on the road to longevity!" Wang Xuan wrote on the bluestone table case.
He was quite touched, just imagine, in that era of drinking blood, in the harsh environment of competing with all kinds of beasts and monsters, it is really amazing for early humans to have such awareness.
"If a person who establishes this belief is still alive and is still on the road to explore the extraordinary, I think he or she must be peerless and powerful."
If this kind of person lives in this world, there is no reason not to be strong.
After two months of practice, comprehending the golden bamboo slips and comparing them with stone scriptures, Wang Xuan's strength has improved, and he has come to the end of the realm of burning lamps.
Lighting the lamp, the spiritual light illuminates the way forward. He has already seen the realm of life soil, and it is just around the corner to step into that realm!
"The land of life, the beginning of all laws, the place where the extraordinary stands, whether it is the pre-Qin alchemist or the Taoist, it is very important here. It can nourish life, and it is also the original place for the extraordinary life to accumulate vitality."
The so-called life soil can't find its corresponding tangible place among the flesh and blood viscera, but it really exists. When the lamp comes to an end, it can take a step further and gain a foothold in the life soil.
"If the extraordinary fades, will it start with the decay of the life soil? The beginning of all laws collapses, and the place of life, the place of the beginning of the extraordinary, is extremely important."
When Wang Xuan got up, the vegetation in front of him was fresh and the environment was beautiful, like a pure land outside the world, but it lacked super substances.
Some time ago, he often went to various temples and Taoist temples to absorb mysterious factors, and his flesh and blood were almost saturated.
In addition, whether it is the flying boat or the yellow gourd, there are also a lot of mysterious factors stored.
But the two months of practice, comprehending the scriptures, and supporting him up to now are almost exhausted.
He read the golden bamboo slips and compared the scriptures on the stone slabs, just to find a way, and he wanted to go on after the depletion of extraordinary substances.
But now, he thought, it was too difficult.
If three years later, the supernatural dissipates, corrects mistakes in this world, and everything returns to the original normal track, without the soil for the existence of myths, even if he comprehends the supreme scriptures, it seems that there is no way to change this situation.
"Will the interior location be the last way out?" Wang Xuan frowned.
From the current point of view, which one of the immortals has not developed an interior scene, and now some real bones are absorbing the interior scene to recover and reshape their flesh and blood.
But he felt that when the time came, those interior locations would be closed, and the mysterious substance would no longer be attracted, otherwise, Lie Xian would not be helpless or even desperate for the future.
However, Wang Xuan is a little different from his inner scene. He was able to open it when he was a mortal, and he can enter without using extraordinary power!
"I hope that after three years, this unique interior location of mine can still be used, and I can attract mysterious factors from that unknown place!"
Wang Xuan hoped that this might be the fundamental reason for him to retain his extraordinary power in the future.
However, he can't put all his hopes on it. What if his inner scene is also locked, or the inside is also dried up?
He should be ready to try to find one or two more footholds!
In recent days, when he recited the supreme scriptures of alchemists, he felt that there was only one word: difficult!
"In that era, extremely powerful alchemists often captured holy beasts and divine birds, not only for pulling chariots, but also for the sake of cultivation."
In today's era, even if you understand the difficult golden bamboo slips, it is difficult to replicate that path.
How did those top alchemists practice? They picked heavenly medicines, captured holy beasts to refine their essence, and baptized their bodies with holy blood.
"In that era, people are really enviable. There are all kinds of treasures, all kinds of strange things can be seen everywhere. Although the competition is fierce, it is also an extraordinary and prosperous age with rich products."
On the twenty-seven pieces of golden bamboo slips, there are the strongest root methods, which involve the highest spiritual realm, and there are also some real shape diagrams, which are matched with the most difficult and difficult physical postures.
At the same time, these have notes, sometimes need to use heavenly medicine, holy beast blood to baptize the spirit and body.
In this era, how can people practice?
"However, it's not necessarily impossible to practice. Some of the words above are very meaningful. If you are confident enough, you can also get your spirits inside."
The pre-Qin alchemist's path, from the body to the spirit, is very rough, and it is an overall improvement in the general direction.
"Golden Core Dao, integrate the spirit, energy, and spirit, accumulate the essence of the whole body in one place, raise a golden core, and break the situation from one point..."
From this day on, he was also reading the five-color golden elixir scripture, and even recited the untransmitted secret of the Buddhist ancestral court-the Sakyamuni scripture.
Wang Xuan is immersed in the world of practice, and compares various scriptures, and he gets something every day. These scriptures involve alchemists, Taoism, Buddhism, etc.
"What is that, I seem to have found a secret path again?!"
Half a month later, Wang Xuan's spirit hangs in the night sky like a lamp, looking inside himself, and when exploring in his body, he accidentally discovered a blurry scene in a corner of the fog.
After reaching the realm of burning lamps, the fog in the flesh and blood was dispelled, but it was also relative. The piece of life soil that had not set foot was still surrounded by fog.
Wang Xuan's spiritual consciousness is approaching. Although he still can't set foot on the life soil and has not entered this realm, he still has a foothold in the thick fog that emerges from it.
He kept walking along the wisps of mist, approaching a blurry area.
The mist seems to have built a road, curling and graceful, transpiring forward, he kept walking forward, and gradually, he saw the scenery in the distance.
It was a very desolate area, as if no one had been here for many years, far ahead, there was a post station by the side of the road, and in the dark, there were lanterns hanging, but almost all of them were extinguished.
Like the style of a long time ago, the inn was dilapidated, some houses collapsed, and only one lantern was still on, emitting an indefinite fire.
Wang Xuan's mental energy was like a lamp burning. When he approached the station, he found that the hanging lantern became brighter.
This seems to belong to his station, his way, he lit a lamp to illuminate this place, and the light of the lantern began to soften.
He knew a long time ago that there are many secret paths, such as: the secret path of the inner scene, the secret path of heavenly medicine, the secret path of the dead land...
In addition, there is a secret path that other people cannot see, but it really exists. Only those who discover this field can walk on it.
"navigate!"
Wang Xuan looked forward, and there was darkness at the end of the horizon, vaguely, like a village, every house had no lights, it was quiet, even a little depressing.
He frowned and didn't go forward, but explored the nearby station. There were no people here, and there were traces of previous people's use.
The uncollapsed kitchen actually carried a faint fragrance, and there was a dried up miracle medicine left in the pot. Is this left by the practitioner?
Wang Xuan was surprised and felt very strange. This road was puzzling, and he was a little confused. It seemed that there really was such a place, and his spirit had strayed in by mistake.
"This is not a post station for ordinary people, it is like a resting place for extraordinary people on their way. Even the food is not ordinary."
Later, he found a wine gourd and unplugged it. After so many years, there was still a scent of wine and a little crystal clear liquid inside.
"This..." He had a strange expression on his face, and the aroma of the wine was wafting, which actually made him feel refreshed, and his mental strength was somewhat condensed.
He thought about it, and poured it into his mouth. He is now in a state of mental awareness and has no disgust.
Only three drops of viscous liquor fell down, shining with a pale golden luster, and after falling into his mouth, it quickly turned into energy.
In an instant, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be on fire, and it immediately brightened up. He kept trembling slightly, and felt dizzy for a while, feeling as if he was about to become a fairy.
His mental power was actually improving rapidly, directly increasing by about one-tenth.
This made Wang Xuan dazed, standing in this ancient kitchen.
In the dilapidated post station with some houses collapsed, the wine gourd left behind, just three drops of wine juice, has such an amazing effect?
Wang Xuan's heart was ups and downs, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Where did he come to, and what kind of road did he go? !
"Heavenly Medicine, Interior Scenery, Dead Land, Pathfinding... are all the essence of old techniques, belonging to the secret path of the Great Dao. This time I embarked on a journey of pathfinding and came to an incredible place?!"
This is just a post station, with such gains, there should be even more unbelievable areas ahead.
Wang Xuan searched here, but found nothing of value.
He looked ahead with his spiritual eyes. Except for the lifeless village and town, there seemed to be dim lights, lights, and huge cities at the end of the land!
He couldn't help but walked forward. Behind him, the post station became more lively, and then the hanging lanterns were lit up one after another.
Wang Xuan approached the dark village and town, wanting to search here, and even more want to pass through here, approaching the bright zone at the end of the horizon.
Suddenly, he raised his head quickly. In the dark night sky, there were no stars and no moonlight. At this moment, something fell down, which were pieces of withered yellow paper.
He couldn't help reaching out to pick it up!
Suddenly found that this month is about to pass, if you have a monthly pass that has not been cast, don't forget it.