Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 177
The white light on the ground and the dense fog in the sky stretched for hundreds of miles.

A huge yin-yang fish was formed, causing the god machine to go berserk, the air flow was like boiling, and shock waves superimposed into huge waves.

A huge abyss began to appear on the ground.

The eyes of the yin-yang fish went up and down, circling and stirring, as if to completely obliterate this space and everything that existed in it.

And around Layman Jingxuan, the 33-day weapon spectrum and the image of Lingzuosi dimly appeared.

The spiritual vein was implanted in the void, and the bamboo slips towered like clouds. With the help of the opportunity from outside the sky, immeasurable luck descended from the gap in the law of dual envoys of black and white.

Lingyun rises from the ground of Lingzaosi, revealing the figure of Old Tiansi.

Layman Jingxuan ignored the murderous intent from the outside world, and faced Lao Tiansi indifferently.

"Boom!"

The yin-yang fish failed to encircle for the first time.

The violent impact shattered a large layer of stratum, forming an unfathomable canyon, and the white sand fell like flowing water.

The phantom of the 33-day weapon spectrum rotated rapidly, releasing a seemingly weak but powerful aura, which actually blocked the blow of the yin and yang fish encirclement.

Layman Jingxuan was in danger, and Hunyuan Wuji Bai Qitai had to do everything he could to draw the power of Lingzaosi. Although it was separated by countless time and space, the will of the old Tiansi was awakened, and finally a temporary road was opened. Passage, forcibly transmitted part of the power over.

"Pointing the spirit, melting the spirit, and sealing the spirit are all preparations for Qiantian Good Fortune Yuangong. The law of good fortune is the admission ticket. The Sizheng carving knife is a necessary tool, and the blueprint has been prepared from the beginning,"

Layman Jingxuan clenched his fist with his left hand, controlling the speed of the loss of aura, with a smile on his face, chatting with Lao Tiansi as if no one else was around,
"You figured it out, that's why you dragged me here from the tech world, didn't you? How the hell did you do that?"

"You little angel, how did you come this far?"

The old Tiansi's usual angry look did not hang on his face, but was replaced by pain and panic, "Your actions now will only make past efforts go in vain, and there will be no success at all."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Layman Jingxuan smiled faintly, put away his left hand, and with a shake of his right arm, Sizheng's carving knife continued to point his fingers and landed in the air.

The aura attached to each knife lights up a starry sky, and above the illusory Lingzaosi, within the range of the 33-day fortune bamboo slips, radiates a bright brilliance.

He clicked on the Canglong Qisu in the east first.

"Wow!"

In the Good Fortune Record, the magic treasure luck belonging to the Eastern Canglongwood attribute flew out and quickly reset.

The light of Lingzaosi immediately became stronger by three points.

"After the sublimation of spirit pointing, it should be called star pointing, right?"

Layman Jingxuan asked Lao Tiansi with a smile.

The latter nodded helplessly, "Yes! Accepting you as a disciple is the pride of the old man all his life. But why do you have to force yourself to do it? You should know that once the Art of Opening Heaven is activated, even a teacher cannot stop it. There is a way to fall."

"Because I want to."

Layman Jingxuan knew for the first time that Qiantian Good Fortune Yuan Gong also had another name, Kaitian Baoshu.

He was about to say something when a more violent turmoil interrupted him.

The space where Ling Zuosi was located was suddenly filled with endless dust.

The voice of the owner of the stone hut came from the dust,

"Since it is such a grand event, how can I do it without my white jade hand! Old Tiansi, I will give back the pain you gave me back then!"

The shadow of the ghost saint with white jade hands lay across the void, with a cold smile on the innocent boy's face, he suddenly opened his mouth and blew away a handful of white sand in his palm.

This process sounds very long, but it is actually carried out in a dimension beyond time, and it was completed at the same time as the ghost saint came.

The yin and yang fish in the outside world are overwhelmed, and the dense fog in the sky is like a solid body, dripping black raindrops from it, and each drop weighs more than a thousand junctures. With the rotation of the yin and yang fish below, it seems that countless sharp knives cut through the wings of the winged spirit. Zaosi's good fortune bamboo slips.

And the white light on the ground merged with the white sand blown by the white jade hand, penetrated into the inner space of the Lingzhi Division, and blew a violent hurricane, attacking inside and outside.

A bamboo slip broke at the sound.

When I looked up, it was the one that originally engraved the "Emperor's Shadow".

The wounds of the past, especially the scars.

The sage's blow had already injured the origin of the 33-day fortune-telling record, and it was only today that Layman Jingxuan was able to discover it.

"Dihuang Yingmeng Sizheng's kindness has never been repaid, and today I will fight for Sizheng!"

A sword mark emerged from the bamboo slips, but it was the move left by the former Emperor Ying in the Good Fortune Record.

The purpose is to show the difference between him and other weapons, but at the same time, he also has the intention of repaying layman Jingxuan.

Don't want to come in handy today.

"Ghost Saint, come to fight!"

The emperor's shadow moved for a moment, and the surroundings of Ghost Saint's phantom were already covered with jet-black blade lights.

It was too late to use the next level of means, and the figure of the ghost saint disappeared from the spot.

The white dust turned into finer streams of light, and it was cut to pieces by the Emperor's Shadow countless times under one blow.

"Because I want to do it,"

Layman Jingxuan only glanced sideways, then stopped paying attention, and said leisurely,
"A lot of things are not done for the sake of success. Sometimes they are done to show their attitude, sometimes they are done to show off their aura, and sometimes they are done purely for liking. The craftsman's mind is so simple. Old Tiansi, are you right? "

"Haha, hahaha!"

Old Tiansi looked up to the sky and laughed, with an indescribably proud and carefree expression.

"Ingenuity, ingenuity, is the purest thing in this world. Carving a work that no one cares about, putting all your efforts into it, you say what he asks for, and nothing, is the ingenuity. Old Tiansi, Are you satisfied with accepting this layman as an apprentice?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Old Tiansi answered yes three times in a row, louder each time,
"Even if you are lonely and nameless in this life, and the middle way collapses, you are still the most proud disciple of this old man in this life!"

In the periphery, the dialogue between the master and the apprentice slowed down the movements of the black and white envoys.

Nobody knows why.

The Lord of Creation's vision was gloomy, and he turned his back on the artisan's way, which is also his constant pain.

That's why he never forgot, and wanted to learn from his past self, the central idea was that even he himself couldn't tell clearly.

Inside and outside the arena, there was a moment of silence.

But the changes have been pushed to extremes.

Layman Jingxuan has completed the astrology, the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird and the basalt are ready, and they have begun to fuse their spirits.

This time, he wanted to fully integrate himself into Lingzaosi.

As for the so-called Heaven-opening Treasure Technique, the core key is that the performer needs to sacrifice his own life and soul. The essence, spiritual power, luck and cultivation are still second, and the most important thing is A pure ingenuity, and a deep aura.

All this will be accomplished only after being approved by the Dao of Heaven.

Now, Layman Jingxuan has embarked on the old road of Lao Tiansi, and only then has he truly understood the true meaning of ingenuity.

With a flash of his figure, his soul body dissipated, turned into misty smoke, and disappeared into the starry sky above Lingzuosi.

"Si Zheng!"

Old Tiansi couldn't hide his grief, clasped his fists, and bowed to Layman Jingxuan.

As a teacher and also a craftsman, this ceremony is a craftsman for the world. Layman Jing Jingxuan fits the Tao with his body and leaves an indelible mark on the spirit of the craftsman.

(End of this chapter)