Chapter 382 381 The Past Heyun
"Fellow Daoist Song is using his body as a bridge, which has a bit of a Buddhist flavor of cutting meat to feed eagles."
Yuan Xi saw that Song He couldn't finish it for a while, so he simply sat down, his Taoist robes were scattered on the ground, and there were some marks on his face.
He glanced at the cattle and the bull demon behind him, feeling quite tired.
Finding rifts in time and space is not an easy task.
Not to mention successfully escaping with these guys under strict surveillance...
Thinking of this, Yuan Xi raised his eyes and glanced at the mouse that had run to Song He and sat down obediently, and said with emotion:
"If it weren't for you, I probably would have been caught."
Zishu seemed to realize that Yuan Xi was talking about him.
It turned its head and waved its paw calmly, indicating that it didn't matter, and then stared at Song River motionlessly.
"Pfft."
Yuan Xi couldn't help laughing.
To be honest, she really wanted to raise such a mouse. Not to mention the other party's sub-mouse realm that could conceal everything from the outside, the pure and flawless mind alone made her feel very comfortable.
Although the Tianji Sect monk is good at divination, he once transformed into a gentleman and walked around the streets and saw all kinds of things in the world, so he naturally understands people's hearts.
But... being good at it doesn't mean you like it.
The complicated thoughts and endless cause and effect made Yuan Xi feel very tired. It was for this reason that her master spent a lot of effort to squeeze her in. Her master had calculated that there was an opportunity for her here.
You must know that the iron law of divination is that the closer you are to someone, the more difficult it will be, let alone one who has the status of master and disciple and is as close as mother and daughter.
Compared to the cost of divination, the nine Eastern evergreen spiritual trees provided unconditionally to Lingye Sect seem to be nothing...
Thinking of this, she shook her head.
His eyes glanced at the bull demon who was staying with the herd.
He flipped a copper coin between his fingers and said in a calm tone: "Hey, tell me, will Fellow Daoist Song save you?"
The round copper coin was bounced high by her, and then slowly fell down.
It was spinning in her white palm without any lines, and it seemed that it would never stop, and it seemed that it could stop at the next moment.
The bull demon who was asked by her was stunned.
The huge body shrank towards the other people, and his delicate face was filled with hesitation and confusion.
After a long time, he finally spoke: "I believe...it will happen!"
His tone ranged from shaky to calm.
Although he has grown so much, his voice is like that of a child who has not yet changed his voice, and there is even a hint of indistinguishability between male and female.
"oh."
Hearing this, Yuan Xi lowered his head in disbelief.
She stared at the copper coin in her palm, and saw that the side with the pattern on it suddenly flipped over at the last breath of stopping, revealing the side with the writing.
The writing on it is... No Country for Old Men.
This is not the first time she has seen this hexagram - if she were a mortal, this hexagram would make sense. After all, what mortals fear most is having no one to support them.
But as a monk, as long as the magic power is still there, nothing in the world will be an obstacle. How could there be such a strange hexagram that the old man has no one to rely on?
In other words, they don't even have any heirs, this hexagram.
Yuan Xi was silent and gently touched the four words on it with his fingers, closing his eyes and moving very slowly.
The bull demon couldn't help but glance at her furtively, but was surprised to find that a bronze vertical eye seemed to open between Yuan Xi's eyebrows.
The eyes were clearly staring at the copper coin, but the moment the bull demon looked over, they shifted their gaze and stared at him. The eyes were extremely deep, as if there were countless scrolls flying around.
Those scrolls were already dim and disfigured.
The scenery and characters above are also mottled and faded, but because they are extremely flexible, they are still changing like the real thing.
Years go by, time flies.
Just by looking at it, Niu Yao felt that his soul was in turmoil, as if it was trembling and wrapped in countless scrolls, and would be torn to pieces in the next second.
"!!!"
The bull demon was immediately frightened and quickly looked away.
Yuan Xi noticed something, opened his eyes suddenly, and said helplessly: "Don't look at things you shouldn't look at!"
She sighed deeply and retracted her hand.
Because at this time, the writing on the copper coin had disappeared. In just a moment, she was in a trance, and the writing disappeared.
"God willing." She murmured to herself and put the coins away.
The monks from the Tianji Sect would not think that this was a coincidence. All coincidences had their reasons. Maybe it was because the secrets could not be revealed and she was not allowed to see them.
The divination failed, so she simply closed her eyes and rested her mind, waiting for Song He to resolve the matter before discussing with Song He.
…
As a result, the wait lasted three days.
It wasn't until some time three days later that the illusory bridge above Song He's outstretched arms almost disappeared, and he opened his eyes.
There was a flash of golden light in his eyes.
The golden color is solemn and thick, but it has a faint twilight color.
It is the light of merit.
Although Song He recovered, he was obviously a little confused - this golden light was indeed the light of merit, but it was not the light of merit in his own world...or rather, it was not the light of merit in a certain period of time.
This light of merit is obviously much "lighter" than what I got from Tiandao Tuanzi, and it also contains the power of time, as if it comes from the ancient past.
He thought for a moment and chose to hold the Light of Merit in his hand.
He kneaded the golden ball of light with the color of dusk slowly, just like kneading dough, and soon kneaded it into a soft ball.
Then, he picked up a dragon beard pen and carefully carved some array patterns on the ball, but this time his movements were very slow.
It took him half an hour to finish carving.
"It should be OK."
He let go of his hand, but the soft ball did not fall to the ground, but turned into a strange dark golden cloud. After flying around Song He for a few circles, it floated obediently next to the glowing divine ring behind his head.
It was like a decoration to set off the sun.
Song He, who was already extraordinary, was even more strange now.
Yuan Xi, who watched this scene in its entirety, couldn't help rubbing her eyes... This, this, this, did she see it wrong?
I have never heard that the light of merit can also produce spirituality.
Although that thing is almost omnipotent spiritual power, it can enhance the potential of magic weapons and give cultivators some undefined conveniences, but I have never heard that it can also give birth to spirituality.
She was even more in awe of Song He, who didn't know the depth of things.
But Song He was like nothing happened. He smiled and glanced at the trembling cattle behind Yuan Xi, and greeted her:
"It seems that Daoyou is doing well?"
"Thanks to Brother Song's rat, otherwise I wouldn't be able to escape from the animal path so smoothly..." Yuan Xi said hurriedly.
"Animal path?" Song He raised his eyebrows, took out the scroll, and then waved his sleeves to roll all the cattle in, and then invited Yuan Xi to go in and talk in detail.
Yuan Xi naturally agreed happily.
Soon, Song He put the things he needed to pack into the interior of the Mi Shen Tree, and then he and Yuan Xi entered the scroll one after another. The two of them were on the island in the middle of the lake of Yikou Ling Lake, enjoying the scenery and chatting.
It's called chatting, but in fact, most of it was Yuan Xi talking and Song He listening.
"I did locate the space-time rift through some methods and successfully entered it.
Inside... is the animal world, one of the six realms, and the entire world is occupied by the Animal Creation Cult."
Even though he had left that place, Yuan Xi couldn't help but tremble a little - for a Jindan, this was really a bit too exciting.
She described her experiences in detail, including the layout of the animal world, the workshop of the Animal Creation Cult, and the "god" they believed in.
When she said this, she also took out a bronze box, opened it carefully, and showed the contents to Song He.
After seeing the contents inside, Song He couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
"...You are really brave."
He stared at the contents of the box.
It was a black statue with a pig's head, a cow's horns, a dog's limbs, a sheep's body, and a snake's tail.
It was really a stitched monster, and it was quite weird and ugly. The seemingly compassionate but actually extremely evil smile on the pig's head made people feel uncomfortable.
Well, let's not talk about whether it is ugly or not.
After all, it is quite weird to worship evil gods and evil things.
Just because Yuan Xi dared to take back the statue, Song He admired this fellow Taoist a little bit. You know, the statue acts as the eyes of "God", which is equivalent to the incarnation that can come at any time.
"Are you really not afraid of attracting His eyes?"
"What are you afraid of? Have you found anything on it?" Yuan Xi blinked and pointed his finger at the statue.
"Huh?" Song He looked carefully and found that there were light white flower vines on the statue. It was wrapped around the neck and limbs of the statue, and finally tied a small knot.
"...How could it be?"
Song He was shocked.
This statue is not big. If he can't see such obvious flower vines, he should go home early to plant sweet potatoes.
"Invisibility, or what?"
He looked at it carefully, paying attention to the panel that appeared, and was shocked again... This thing turned out to be a sixth-level spiritual plant!
[Name]: Ruzai Kunshen Teng· Branch Teng
[Level]: 6th level lower grade
[Status]: Clone
①. If I exist (Gold· Ruzai Kunshen Teng exclusive): This spiritual plant is in an "invisible state" to strangers without the reminder of the existence.
It can only be seen when the knower reminds it.
The current upper limit of the invisible state is: early stage of transformation.
②. Trapping God (Gold): According to the level of this spiritual plant, it will trap the consciousness of gods not exceeding the "middle stage of transformation". In the consciousness of the gods, the statue will be equivalent to non-existence.
"..."
It's an exaggerated spiritual plant.
The latter one is still normal, after all, there are still many spiritual plants that can trap gods in Lingye Sect.
But the former "If I exist" is simply outrageous. If no one reminds it, it is impossible to see it below the transformation.
If it is replaced with a spiritual plant that can assassinate, I dare not imagine what kind of bloody storm it can set off - but at this point, it is just a branch vine, not the main branch.
Such a strange spiritual plant, could it be...
Song He immediately thought of a name, raised his head suddenly, and asked with burning eyes:
"Did you see the senior of my Lingye Sect?"
"Yes." Yuan Xi nodded gently, and she answered hesitantly: "I saw the Heyun Patriarch."
"..."
Song He felt that his heart stopped for a moment.
The living Heyun Patriarch.
Although he knew very well that Ancestor Heyun had been inside Heyun Cave, and the distance on the surface seemed to be only a few mountain peaks, but she had been sleeping.
Even if her clone is causing trouble outside, it's not a big deal. After all, it's not her.
However, when he suddenly heard the news about the living Ancestor Heyun, he was really a little scared.
Because this person is so complicated.
Even the master is a little cautious around her, and Song He will certainly be cautious too - especially since he has a lot of honors from his ancestor in name.
He knows best what the facts are.
After being briefly surprised, he controlled his emotions well, sat up straight, and continued to ask: "Did the Patriarch say anything to you?"
"No, she just found me and saw that I was stealing the idol, so she helped me casually...I don't even know if she knew that I was not from that era."
Compared to Song He's anxiety, Yuan Xi's psychological pressure was actually even greater.
It’s not just a matter of words that secrets cannot be leaked.
She had come back from the future, and she had memorized a lot of information in her mind. If Ancestor Heyun really caught her and asked her, she would have only one option: suicide.
Otherwise, the consequences of affecting the course of history would be worse than death.
"How could she not know if you were from this time?" Song He sighed: "Ancestor..."
When he was about to say something, he suddenly froze.
In the first era, during the first era, did Ancestor Heyun have a cultivation level close to that of a god?
This is already the ninth era!
If you say that her cultivation has not improved at all in such a long period of time, that would be too weird.
The question is, did Ancestor Heyun in the first era have a sixth-level spiritual plant? What kind of chosen son is this?
People really need to be thrown away.
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, but now the only clue was this trapped divine vine. He simply reached out and picked up the statue with Yuan Xi's consent and pulled down the vines.
After breaking away from the statue, the divine vines had already formed into a ball obediently. They looked like white vine ropes, completely lacking the power of the sixth-order spiritual plants.
Song Hezai carefully checked the vine from beginning to end and found nothing strange at all.
In desperation, he could only pick up the idol.
To be fair, he really didn't want to come into contact with such a creation of the evil god, but the moment he took possession of the statue, he felt something was wrong.
It exuded a very gentle and familiar aura of vegetation.
There was no such evil atmosphere at all.
Combine the spiritual energy of Yun Zilian.
"..."
Song He understood something immediately. He lowered his head and looked directly into the eyes of the statue - there was a shadow in it. Although it was as small as a dust, it shone like an immortal god. (End of chapter)