Chapter 182: The Soul Wanders Beyond the Realm of Nature and the Heavenly Tribulation Strikes

The index and middle fingers are in the shape of swords, the ring finger is hooked around the little finger and pressed by the thumb, the little finger bones touch lightly, the hands are combined into the Beidou seal and stand in front of the body, Li Chuyi's mysterious skills are silently practiced, and as his mind flashes, the scattered spiritual power begins to gradually pull apart and slowly connect together.

As more and more spiritual power is added, the resonance fluctuations around Li Chuyi's body become stronger and stronger. Waves of strong pressure from the spiritual refining period spread around, and the five little kids with more ghost power were immediately suppressed and their faces turned pale.

"Form the Five Ghosts Netherworld Formation!"

Zi Yuan shouted in a low voice, and the little kids did not dare to hesitate. They sat cross-legged and pinched a seal each. The ghost power spread out and connected together, forming a ghost power barrier around Li Chuyi, barely blocking the spiritual refining pressure.

Li Chuyi, who was concentrating, had no idea. At this time, he tried his best to spread the spiritual refining power in his body evenly, and the spiritual refining power continued bit by bit under his efforts.

When only the last section of the soul-refining power was left, Li Chuyi's aura still reached an unimaginable level. The five little ghosts tried their best to form a formation to resist, but when they combined their energy, in addition to his own power, there was also endless natural spiritual energy mixed in. The resonance between the two became stronger and stronger, and the five little ghosts became more and more difficult to continue.

Seeing this, Zi Yuan's pretty face became serious, and a purple light flashed in her eyes. A magnificent ghost power poured out, not only immediately stabilized the five ghosts netherworld formation that was about to collapse, but also strengthened the formation again, as if a substantial barrier appeared around, firmly covering Li Chuyi's breath fluctuations.

The gap between the last section of soul-refining power became smaller and smaller. Just when it was about to connect, Li Chuyi suddenly shouted.

"Here it comes!"

The two sections of soul-refining power got along and merged together in an instant. In the meridians in Li Chuyi's body, a power cycle that was not thick but exuded infinite pressure was born. This cycle composed entirely of soul-refining power marked that Li Chuyi had truly entered the early stage of soul-refining.

As the power of the soul-refining mana was running, Li Chuyi only felt a bang in his head, his mind was instantly blurred, and the whole person was in a daze. His body seemed to have no weight, and his soul, along with the resonance of the mana and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, floated out along the acupuncture points everywhere, and flew to an unknown place.

Unprecedented joy and peace filled his heart, and he seemed to be a passer-by in the world, floating and wandering above the nine heavens, watching the joys, sorrows, anger, and life and death in the world with a cold eye. Waves of strange fluctuations that seemed to be there and not there were floating around, as if they were just a huge bell, and when you think about it carefully, it seems to be just an illusion. It's like a virtual reality, so real.

At this time, Li Chuyi felt that he had never felt clear and bright before, and the fluctuations that appeared and disappeared at that time were the only thing he paid attention to. As if instinctively, his soul desperately pursued, trying to catch a ray of fluctuations to see through it. He had a kind of understanding that as long as he could catch a trace of that strange fluctuation, even if he could just touch it, his whole person would tend to be perfect and sublime.

No one told him that this was completely the instinctive feeling of his soul.

But the fluctuation was like smoke and clouds, let alone catching it, it was difficult to touch it. Whenever the tentacles of his soul were about to touch them, there would be an inexplicable force between the two, separating them, so that even if they were close, they would still be separated by a layer.

Kong Ming's state of mind gradually became irritable. He forgot about his physical body, Taoism, and everything else. He had only one idea, to explore and search at all costs, even if he was willing to die.

Unconsciously, his soul began to tremble, and wrinkles appeared on it, and the bumps seemed to be about to crack. But at this time, Li Chuyi had been possessed by the devil, and he was unaware of the severe pain when his soul was twisted. In his eyes, there were only strange fluctuations between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a loud chanting sounded. At first, it was still possible to distinguish a few words, and then it was deafening and resounding throughout the world. The chanting sound was not easy to distinguish, and there was more than one voice, as if countless people were constantly chanting various scriptures.

Various scriptures were mixed together, but there was no sense of noise. Instead, they were sacred and solemn, which made people unconsciously calm their minds and immune to all evil.

The chanting sound woke Li Chuyi up, and when he came to his senses, he immediately felt the pain of his soul being twisted and torn. The indescribable pain made him want to scream, but now he only had a soul and no body, let alone make a sound.

Just when he was in pain, a familiar scripture in the chanting sound floated in his ears.

"The sixth chapter of the Dao Canon!"

Having memorized the ten chapters of the Dao Canon, Li Chuyi immediately recognized that the scripture that appeared in his ears was the sixth chapter of the Dao Canon.

Without time to think deeply, he immediately concentrated his mind, endured the severe pain in his soul, and recited the sixth chapter of the scriptures in accordance with the chanting around him. As he recited silently, the chanting sound floating in his ears immediately resonated with him, and a strange power washed his soul back and forth.

Under the influence of this strange power, Li Chuyi's twisted and broken soul gradually settled down and turned into a stable ball again. From a distance, Li Chuyi's shadow could be seen vaguely emerging in it.

With the stabilization of his soul, Li Chuyi, who became clear again, looked around without sadness or joy.

In the sound of the scriptures of the "Taoism Canon" in the sky, strange fluctuations between heaven and earth appeared from time to time, but this time Li Chuyi did not insist on it, he just watched calmly.

At some point, a pair of eyes emerged on his soul. When it opened and closed, two rounds of Yin-Yang fish emerged from it, emitting wisps of faint light, which were the Yin-Yang Dao Eyes.

In the world of Dao Eyes, the two completely different strange phenomena of the Dao Canon and the fluctuations of heaven and earth strangely overlapped together, fluctuating according to the same pulsation law.

The strange scene made him shudder, and he vaguely understood something, and a word emerged in his mind involuntarily.

Dao!

This is Dao!

Whether it is the scriptures of the Dao Canon or the fluctuations of heaven and earth, what is explained to him is the Dao that is omnipresent in all things, the Dao of heaven and earth. Even if the forms are different, their essence is the same.

After figuring this out, Li Chuyi suddenly realized.

No wonder the instinct of the soul made him think that as long as he could still trace one of them, he would be sublimated. It was not to let him get any law of fluctuations, but to let him understand a kind of Dao between heaven and earth.

There are thousands of Daos, as long as you walk through one, you will naturally achieve Dao and be free and unrestrained in the world.

However, even the immortals in the Ascension Period and even the Immortal Realm have not reached the ultimate path. With Li Chuyi's current cultivation, it is undoubtedly a foolish dream to want to catch it.

Wanting to catch the Tao is not something that humans can do. Only the sky and the Tao itself can do it.

Not being able to catch it does not mean that there is no way. The practice of cultivators is to understand the heart of heaven. What matters is understanding. Thinking of this, Li Chuyi completely let go of his obsession and silently recited the scriptures of the "Tao Canon" in his heart. In this strange world where the scriptures were chanted all over the sky, he stared with a pair of thief-like Yin-Yang eyes, silently observing the great way of heaven and earth and understanding the heart of heaven.

In the outside world, it is unknown where Li Chuyi's soul flew. His body began to resonate violently with the spiritual energy of the weather at the moment when the spiritual power of the refining spirit was combined.

Waves of strong pressure spread out. If it were not for the suppression and cover-up of the Five Ghosts Netherworld Array hosted by Ziyuan, it would have spread out of the cave a long time ago, and I don't know how far it would spread.

Things seemed to continue like this until Li Chuyi's soul returned. But Li Chuyi's path of cultivation will not be so smooth as he was born extraordinary.

Li Chuyi, who claimed to be the son of God, suddenly emerged with strong death energy when his aura reached its peak.

These death energy came from nowhere, and appeared in his body out of thin air, mixed into the meridians and flesh of his body, squeezing the mana and vitality in his body to disperse outward.

But now is different from the past. The mana of the soul refined by the breath of the "Tao Canon" is no longer as weak as it was in the Fire Cloud Pit. Even if the death energy threatened several times, it was nailed in the meridians and remained unmoved.

Seeing that the mana could not be obtained, the death energy seemed to have intelligence. As soon as the offensive weakened, it turned to focus on dealing with the vitality in the flesh and blood. They wanted to occupy Li Chuyi's body like in the Fire Cloud Pit, making him a dead man without any vitality.

The aura of the Dao Canon and the power of the soul-refining mana would naturally not let them succeed, but the two had already exhausted their strength in the meridians. Although they wanted to help the dead air in the flesh and blood, they had no more strength left. They could only separate as much as possible to integrate into the flesh and blood, and try to slow down the erosion of the dead air.

Slowing down is just slowing down after all, and the dead air still erodes the vitality of the flesh and blood bit by bit. When most of his body had fallen, a strong and strange death intention came out of his body, rushing straight into the sky like a shock wave. Although Zi Yuan had prepared to stop it, the death intention fluctuation was too strange, and it simply ignored the Five Ghosts Netherworld Formation as nothing, and passed through it directly.

Zi Yuan's face changed drastically, especially when she felt the strange pressure of a headache, her face turned pale. She had experienced it more than once, so she naturally knew what this pressure belonged to.

That was a heavenly tribulation!

Outside the cave, it looked like an ordinary hill from the outside under the cover of the formation, but the sky above the hill was not ordinary at all.

Black clouds appeared out of nowhere, rolling in one after another, and within a few breaths, a large black mass was piled up. Lightning flashed and flashed, and muffled thunder continued to be heard. The thunder, which was not loud, combined with the dissipated supreme pressure, spread very far, causing many cultivators who were unknown how many miles away to change their colors, looking at this side in confusion or solemnity.

"I have never seen such a pressure before, what is it?"

"This thunder is so far away, is it that there are powerful cultivators fighting? With such power, I wonder what realm that master has reached, is it the legendary Yuanshen period?"

"There is a strange phenomenon in the sky, it must be a strange treasure! Little ones, follow me, let's go and grab the treasure!"

The cultivators from all over the place made various guesses. They had never seen the heavenly tribulation, so naturally they didn't know what kind of horror this pressure represented.

Some of them were extremely terrified and quickly moved away, some were hesitant and squatted in place, and some, like the last voice, thought that a rare treasure had appeared. They were afraid that someone would take the lead, so they immediately called their friends and formed gangs to rush over.

If Li Chuyi knew about this situation, he would definitely give them a thumbs up and praise them loudly:

Great, really great! They value money over life, I am ashamed of myself!

It’s terrible to be uneducated, I surrender!