Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 153 Luoyang Wuwei, Snow Mountain Tianfang

"It's okay, it's okay, you haven't rushed to practice your inner strength yet."

Yu Tuzhen is sitting in the main room of Zhuang Guogong's mansion.

In this decades-old mansion, there are mottled traces of the black good wood, the layout is grand and spacious, the low tables and cushions are well distributed, and on each of the small tables, there is a lamp that has not been extinguished for a long time, and there are still lingering lights. A little smoke.

The six generals had already left here, busy on guard. The soldiers on duty were outside, and there was at least twenty steps away from Yu Tuzhen who was sitting alone in the living room.

As soon as the door was opened, daylight poured into this slightly desolate hall from under the eaves, flooding most of the darkness in the hall, causing the columns and table cases to cast oblique shadows on the ground.

Under Yu Tu's call, Guan Luoyang moved a cushion with his feet, and sat down in front of him across the table.

This kind of kneeling posture, also known as cross-crane sitting or sitting upright, made Guan Luoyang a little uncomfortable.

The old Taoist priest on the opposite side seemed to see this, smiled slightly, and said: "You should sit cross-legged instead, the old Taoist is just about to talk about something related to your inner strength, that posture is also more convenient for performing exercises."

Of course, Guan Luoyang would not make things difficult for him, so he changed his posture and sat down neatly. However, his back was very straight, his shoulders were like a stone, his breath was like a green pine, and his sleeves were hanging down. Sitting cross-legged like this did not affect respect and courtesy. look and feel.

Putting the green-golden sword away, with the point of the sword facing outwards, it lay flat on the ground. Guan Luoyang said, "What advice does the real person have?"

"Is this the new magical weapon created by Jianjian Villa? It has not yet been dismantled, just like you now. It is clean and untainted, as bright as a mirror, and it can reflect your own heart."

Yu Tuzheng said with a smile, "Do you know that you have a strong foundation, dantian, profound entrance, and internal energy purification, what is there to be compared with the master?"

Guan Luoyang said: "Maybe it's a little inspiration? Have you set a concept for yourself that you can persist for a long time and implement your thoughts into your strength?"

He inquired about some discussions at the reincarnation base, "How to promote the force side to four-star". Many people have different opinions about the so-called spiritual light used to transcend the boundaries of ordinary races.

Some people talk about the formation of spiritual light in a very noble way, and it seems that they have to regard a certain idea as the ultimate goal of life before they can step into this step.

But more people scoff at this statement, because in the experience of many reincarnations, among the four-star creatures, there are definitely more despicable ones than noble ones.

However, it is very difficult for those who oppose it to clarify what the original spiritual light is. In the end, they can only characterize the original spiritual light as "needing a kind of idea, but it is not necessarily noble, and it does not have to be the most important idea." A very vague statement.

"Aura?"

Yu Tuzheng repeated softly, pondered for a while, nodded and said, "This statement is quite appropriate. If the old Taoist reads it correctly, in fact, the first root of your internal strength is not cultivated by yourself, but through a certain method. Was it given to you by a high-ranking person?"

Guan Luoyang moved his eyes, nodded and said: "That's right. Could it be that I have been unable to see clearly the realm of the master, is it related to this empowerment?"

"It's somewhat of an influence. Not only did your foundation come from being empowered at the beginning, but the vitality of this foundation is neither high nor low. It just happens to be stuck in the realm of the first master, and the subsequent cultivation is too fast and complicated. If you increase a little, it will turn your cultivation into a pool of muddy water, which will naturally increase the difficulty for you to find the spiritual light."

Yu Tuzhen said, "So for you now, rebuilding your internal strength and regathering your vitality is just an opportunity to take advantage of the trend and step into the realm of a master."

The old Taoist's two skinny fingers touched Guan Luoyang's wrist again.

The light and faint ink color surges in the field of vision, and the smooth picture conveys a classic of the pure and subtle use of inner strength in today's world.

Guan Luoyang was surprised: "This is the scripture of inaction?"

Yu Tuzheng said with a smile: "You are dissipating the original skills with the waste of the scriptures of Wuwei. If you want to regain your vitality, it is naturally the most appropriate to practice the scriptures of Wuwei."

Unexpectedly, I got such a piece of exercise, which is still a magical exercise of others. Guan Luoyang was naturally grateful, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, and said: "The real person just said that I practiced too complicatedly, which is already a bit of a bad influence. If you want me to practice the scriptures of inaction again, wouldn’t it be more complicated.”

"It's ridiculous."

Yu Tu Zhenren said, "Your previous exercises were messy because the exercises you obtained, such as sand and gravel, such as rocks, such as gold and iron, although the nature of each other is high or low, they are all stubborn and difficult to change, while the scriptures of inaction are like running water."

"You put sand, stone, and iron together in a bucket, shake it slightly, there are gaps everywhere, and collide with each other, naturally stirring up dust, but if it is poured with running water and hardened together, it will be incomparably tougher than dry sand. With incomparable softness of gold and iron, yin and yang can coexist..."

The dust in the air floats freely in the morning sun, pushed by the gentle wind from the outside, and floats towards the pillars and tables. Slowly attach.

The bright light in a room, the wind and dust gradually fade away, only the old and the young sitting in a separate room, their hands are connected, and the old voice seems to be leisurely for eternity, so that the sun and the moon go far away, and the mountains and rivers are vicissitudes lost color.

The text illustrations in the field of vision, accompanied by the old Taoist's eloquent voice, gradually flowed to the end, and remained deeply in Guan Luoyang's memory.

Guan Luoyang felt even more that the old man on the opposite side was showing his own realm in Quanzhiquanzhen without any secrecy.

His foundation was completely destroyed, his skill body was destroyed, his realm was too high, and it almost became a kind of burden, as if a majestic palace was propped up on a lonely stone pillar full of scars.

I don't know when, the castle in the air will lose its last solitary support, turn into a torrent that overflows the sky, collapse completely, and return to the earth.

It is a state of swaying ink marks indulgently, from shallow to deep, painting clouds, turquoise, old dreams in cold mountains, only shadows and lamps, and the realm of everything between fingers.

Guan Luoyang closed his eyes and concentrated on it, and replayed everything he saw in his mind, then opened his eyes again suddenly, and said, "Senior, you are still in the realm, so why are you so powerless?"

Real person Yu Tu said in surprise: "The entrance of the mind, the spiritual power, if you don't use the body's true energy as a medium, how can you interfere with the real thing?"

Guan Luoyang flipped his palm, and clasped Yu Tuzhen's wrist instead: "Then senior, look at my eyes!"

His eyes widened suddenly, and the dust and light around him seemed to be pushed away by his eyes for a moment.

In the instant darkness, only those eyes burst out with a brighter light.

Thin electric light danced in his eyes, the real electric current escaped, Yuzan's long hair was slightly fluffed up, and the air became obviously dry.

The loss of internal strength had less impact on Guan Luoyang than Yutu real person expected. Even if the blue bird's vitality had been exhausted, the current him could still explode with the strength to easily break the Wanjun rock with his body and spirit. force.

Yu Tuzhen's body shook involuntarily, and his sleeves hit the smooth tabletop with a crackling sound.

The stinging pain caused by the static electricity made Yu Tuzhen look stunned.

"Unexpectedly, it can still be like this..."

Yu Tuzheng muttered to himself and laughed loudly. The old man's eyes were unbearably irritated, and he soon burst into tears.

Guan Luoyang let go of his wrist.

Daoist Yu Tu wiped away his tears with his palm, and sighed, "It turns out that the human body already has an instinct that can turn spiritual power into thunder. Unfortunately, the old Taoist body has decayed to this point. Even if I get your secret method, I can only talk about it." Just for fun."

Guan Luoyang thought about it: "This..."

Immortal Yu Tu raised his hand, interrupted his words, and exhaled slowly, with a pure smile on his face: "The old man is satisfied if he can save a little, you are at a critical moment now, don't bother me anymore. "

"It's not too late. After you go back, keep your spirits up, take some clean water and food, and then you can start rebuilding your foundation according to the Sutra of Wuwei."

"The spiritual power in the entrance of your mind is even more brutal than what the old Taoist thought. Maybe after you really step into the realm of a master, you will have a smooth road ahead by leaps and bounds."

Realist Yu Tu revealed a look of expectation, stroked his beard and pondered for a long time, and said, "About that realm, the old Taoist only has a few empty words to tell you."

"Life has a limited lifespan. It would be too troublesome if you have cultivated to the level of being a master before setting up a new idea for yourself, and then persevering until the spiritual light is condensed."

"Spiritual light. It illuminates all things. Only with light can we distinguish between me and it, and only with light can we see it and me. It is man, beast, vegetation, world situation, and the world."

"Everyone is born, goes through all kinds of things, and grows both mentally and physically, which is already continuously condensing this spiritual light."

"Those who know their fate will be happy when they see the water, the wind, and the clouds. Those who are lazy and idle, look at the sun and the moon, and think of the time when they fall back home, and look at the tiger and leopard, and wish them to sleep peacefully..."

"Narrow and despicable people judge others by themselves, and see everything with a sinister meaning. Ambitious strategists, manipulating people like chess, being careful and scheming, are also a kind of aura...Everyone has a heart, and the so-called master is just Good at finding and refining."

"Maybe you don't need to think too much about the realm you are looking for, just think about how you get along with the world from childhood to adulthood."

Because of these charming words, Guan Luoyang sat there quietly, and naturally fell into the memory.

It's just that the life he has experienced, even the world has changed several times. If there is something that is persistent and has never changed, I really can't think of it for a while.

Is it the spirit of justice and heroism?
Guan Luoyang may not have the guts to make Guan Luoyang in the peaceful era act bravely and draw his sword to see blood.Even if you encounter a beggar who looks pitiful in appearance, before giving money, I am afraid that you will have many concerns, far from being decisive.

And Guan Luoyang, who looked like that, was already an adult, and he really occupied three quarters of his life.

Is it necessary to ignore the three quarters and start counting from the first crossing?
Although Master Yu Tu told him to go back without delay before, seeing him meditating now, he didn't bother him.

The old Taoist turned his gaze away, stroking his beard and looking into the distance, looking at the cloudy sky in the courtyard outside the hall, recalling in his heart the inspiration that Guan Luoyang had brought him before, the huge realm quietly melted a corner, slowly Slowly flowing out, try to turn it into low and invisible electricity, circulate and diverge.

His expression moved slightly, his eyes lowered, and he saw Xu Boyuan walking towards him, accompanied by two soldiers, stroking his chest.

"Master!"

Xu Boyuan quickened his pace and came to the table. Although his gait was still a little unsteady, he immediately grasped the old Taoist's pulse.

Master Yu Tu raised his hand to hold him, let him sit down beside him, and said, "There's no need for a doctor, the old man didn't suffer any injuries, but you, how are your injuries?"

Xu Boyuan noticed that Master's hands were stronger than before on the mountain, he was surprised and happy, and suspected that it was an illusion that he was seriously injured and weak, but he did not see any external injuries, so he calmed down.

"This is Guan Shaoxia, right? Pindao heard what Brother Qian Wanliang said. Thanks to Guan Shaoxia who visited Laojun Mountain at night and resisted Xu Miyuan. This kind of kindness must be unforgettable."

Xu Boyuan saluted him, Guan Luoyang raised his hand to block it: "The Taoist priest doesn't have to do this."

Speaking of exploring Laojun Mountain at night, Guan Luoyang suddenly remembered something, "However, I have a doubt. I didn't have time to ask it before. I heard that the real Tianfang of Laojun Mountain is also a master master, but when I went up the mountain, I didn't seem to see the master fighting. Mark of?"

Xu Boyuan said: "Brother in charge, a few days ago, when the season was counted, on the Yunjian Stone of the Secret Demon Cliff in the Snow Ridge of the Tianshan Mountains, the cloud and cold soul was about to mature, and the old wounds to the master were withered The body is very beneficial to the spleen, so I traveled all day and night to the secret magic cliff."

Yu Tuzheng sighed beside him.

Xu Boyuan quickly took out the base of the five-color seal, and said: "Brother Zhang has five-color seals on his body, and what the poor Taoist practiced is the Five Elements Extinguishing God Palm. As long as you put your own power into it, even if the senior brother is far away in Tianshan Mountain, there will be I sensed that something urgent happened at the door, so I rushed back immediately."

Guan Luoyang asked: "I can only ask for an emergency, can't I send out accurate news?"

Xu Boyuan shook his head: "The agreement left by the senior brother when he left is only that the three strikes will be policed, and he will return as soon as possible, and the six strikes are urgent, even if he abandons Yunxu Hanpo, he must go back to the mountain."

Guan Luoyang was not very optimistic, and said, "Then what if he bumps into Shao Lingxiao and those people alone after returning to Laojun Mountain, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

Xu Boyuan was about to pour energy into the base of the five-color seal, when he heard this, he couldn't help but slow down his movements.

Although his elder brother in charge is about the same age as Shao Lingxiao, it is said that Shao Lingxiao had already stepped into the realm of a master when he was 23 years old, while his elder brother in charge was 34 years old and only became a master nine years ago.

just in case……

"There is no need to hesitate."

Master Yu Tu shook his head with a complex expression, and said, "Tian Fang has a strong mind and a straight mind. After becoming a master, when he travels the world, he must go through mountains and waters, and refuse to detour. When he comes back from the Secret Demon Cliff, he must first pass by the vicinity of Xiushuo City, and when he feels that I am here, he will come to see the old man first."

Without further hesitation, Xu Boyuan put the stone plate on the base with his left hand, exercised his kung fu so that black, white, red, yellow and green, five colors converged in the palm of his right hand, and pressed down with a wave of his palm, six times in a row.

………………

A thousand mountains away.

On a cliff of Tianshan Mountain, there is a huge boulder extending beyond the cliff, like a dragon's tooth lying horizontally, and like a broken bridge, flying over the deep valley and sky.

The wind is steep, the snow turns into ice, and it is extremely thrilling.

The Taoist priest in feather and star crown, sitting cross-legged on this ice rock, looks young, his eyebrows are like sharp knives, the profile of his nose is like a spring mountain, his cheeks are thin, and there is an eternal coldness on his body, which should be gentle His feathered Taoist robe remained motionless in the cold wind that cut his face like a knife.

It seems that the wind and snow in the Tianshan Mountains, the lonely soul that has been screaming for hundreds of years and thousands of years, has condensed its essence, and it is fortunate to be transformed into such a mountain god.

Suddenly, five-color halos bloomed from his heart, revealing his clothes.

After one strike, two strikes, and three strikes, the Taoist expression remained unchanged.

Up to six strikes.

Reverend Tian Fang's eyebrows, like two long horns, raised and raised, and silently pressed his heart, feeling the tremor generated by the resonance of the five-color seal.

On the peak opposite the cliff, a voice came from the confused white mist.

"Teacher Tianfang, we agreed to bet five rounds to determine the ownership of Yunxu Hanpo. You won two and lost one. In this fourth round, we, the six monsters of the Mystic Demon Cliff, should come up with the question again, right?"

Reverend Tianfang said without any waves: "Yun Jianshi is a natural treasure. A drop of dew every three years can condense the soul for a hundred years. I read that I have been guarding the six for many years, and it can be regarded as preventing the cold soul of the cloud before it condenses. I was harmed by the snowman and snowbird, so I respectfully conceded three points and accepted the bet..."

There was a screaming sound from the opposite side.

"Hahahaha, three points, it's just that we six old guys are very bored, playing with you, you mean to turn your face and do it now, don't you?"

A strange, hoarse and deep voice continued, "We know you are the Grandmaster, but when the Glacier Sect was still there and Old Man Glacier was still alive, we were never afraid of him."

He sneered, "Reputation in the secular world, the status of a master, is it rare?"

"You want to turn your back on us six old things, don't you dare to take it?"

"Just treat this fourth round as a fight, and let us weigh your weight."

Their voices were wild, as if they didn't care that shouting on such a high snow mountain would cause an avalanche, but in fact, such violent voices were actually confined within a small area by the person who spoke.

Like a wave coming and going across the sky, the waves of the antelope's horns only spread from the opposite peak to the cliff.

A lot of wind and snow here have been shaken into snow powder, but in other places, the snowflakes are still there, without the slightest tremor.

Daoist Tianfang sat quietly in the oncoming snow powder, his facial features were clear, not stained by the snow at all, and even the tone of his voice did not change: "Unfortunately, I have an urgent matter at home, so I can't play with the six of you anymore, so I have to change the game , I hope to forgive you."

"Stop talking nonsense, the first game is farther than the sound transmission, the second game is better than boiling the stream, you are the one who wins, and the third game is better than looking at the distance in the snow and counting the eagle's hairs. Tired of these tricks."

The voice who had been laughing before shouted, "Even if you don't open your mouth, this fourth round, this old man is going to fight head-to-head with you."

The man flew up from the opposite peak, broke through the snow and fog in one fell swoop, revealing a linen robe, his hair and beard were as white as snow, fluffy and loose, like a rare snow giant ape.

Ranked second among the six monsters of the Mystic Demon Cliff, he jumped over the cliff and the sky, and when he punched out, the surrounding ice and snow seemed to stop suddenly.

The white snowflakes hovered in the air, condensed and extended for the second time, from the original state that was difficult to observe clearly with the naked eye, and extended into icy blue snowflake-like ice crystals.

Each piece of ice crystal is the size of a palm, crystal clear and flawless, together reflecting a vaguely approaching fist shadow.

The purity of the true energy of this punch has already exceeded the limit of a first-class expert.

Immortal Tianfang stood up and received this punch in the chest.

The snow-haired weirdo succeeded with a punch, and all the power blasted into the opponent's body, but he was also a little surprised, he didn't expect to hit him so easily.

After all, the other party is also a grand master, and he suddenly thought that this real Tianfang might have some counter-attack trick, and he would go away as soon as his fist touched it, and bounce back.

The six monsters all appeared on the peak, with sackcloth and snow hair, and similar attire.

"Tianfang, what do you mean?"

Reverend Tianfang looked over there, and said, "What I'm talking about amending the bet is to change it so that the six of you can make moves against me while I'm walking towards Yunxu's cold soul..."

He stepped out of the cliff step by step and walked in the air. Wherever he passed, the crystallization of ice and snow turned into bright red flames.

Flame flowers are swaying, bright red and bright, growing more and more, thousands of flowers are like red flames, covering the void in front of the cliff, floating towards the peak.

The flames across the peaks and cliffs are set off by the vast ice and snow, making them all ordinary things.

"I won't fight back."

(End of this chapter)