don't mess with that turtle

After three drum sounds, Su He slowly closed his eyes while looking at the Immortal Drum in front of him.

I can’t feel it anymore!

The Dengxian Drum was still in front of him, but it disappeared again when he sensed it. The immortal machine could no longer connect to the Dengxian Drum.

Even if Su He had dragon turtle blood, he would not be able to sense the existence of Dengxian Drum, Xuanwu, Suzaku...

Everything is imperceptible, as if the Immortal Drum has completely disappeared.

He looked at the Dengxian Drum in front of him and grinned. Sure enough, beating the drum couldn't be that simple. The first three sounds were magic tricks. Su He walked all the way to immortality, knocking three times without any pause.

But don’t know what’s next?

Su He was silent.

Returning to the mountain, spiritual consciousness alternates.

"May I ask Senior Brother Dongxu, what does this fellow Taoist beat the first three drums with?"

Senior Brother Dongxu is the weapon spirit of the Dengxian Drum. Although unlike the ordinary magic weapon and the weapon spirit that are one and the same, it would be difficult for Brother Dongxu to reintegrate with the Dengxian Drum, the weapon spirit is the weapon spirit and can always sense the inside.

A voice from the cave came: "Knock the drum with the immortal way."

Everyone nodded, the Immortal Way is indeed the most common way to play the Immortal Drum. Half of those who worship at Guiwang Mountain follow the Immortal Way and play drums.

Common does not mean simple. Drumming is never simple.

All methods in the world can become immortals. Every word, sentence, article, and book can even reach the pinnacle of mortal martial arts and medical skills. The great truth contained in them can push people to the realm of immortals.

But if you want to rely on the immortal way to beat the drum of ascending to immortality, it is not just that you know this way, but that it is feasible for you to follow this way. Only when you really have the means to get through it can you truly become an immortal!

In other words, only if the path to immortality is smooth!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to beat the drum with just one immortality technique?

Although the path to immortality is difficult, for those who worship and enter the mountain gate - it is enough!

"But if he can beat the Immortal Drum during the great solar eclipse, his enlightenment will surely reach Qingyun."

The great solar eclipse increases the difficulty. Previously, three points of immortality were enough to play the drum, but now it takes at least five points.

If you can knock three times in this state, this person is expected to take a further step in the path of immortality.

It's not an insult to match his family Ji Feixue.

Everyone looked at Su He.

Su He slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and raised his hand to touch the three drums, as if he couldn't believe it.

Put your hand on the three-tone drum and beat it lightly.

Boom!

A drum sound spread throughout the countryside, louder than the previous three sounds. After the dull sound, it was like thunder, rolling away in all directions.

people!

The first three drums ask questions from immortals, the middle three drums ask questions from people!

Su He knew clearly in his heart. When he understood what the three drums were beating, the Dengxian Drum was felt again, and a light blow resounded throughout the world.

Humans are not human.

All living things in the heavens and the world, including vegetation, fish and animals, are all human beings.

This truth was deeply understood when Su He opened the third heaven and gathered all living beings. In Su He's eyes, every plant and tree in the inner world was no different from the fish and animals swimming around.

humane!

Humanity and immortality are always on par with each other, and there is no distinction between them. Just like Yaya’s imperial way. It is also a branch of humanity that has reached its peak...his father-in-law?

Immortals are ethereal, while humans are self-improving.

Su He murmured: "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement."

Boom!

Before Su He could beat the drum, the Dengxian drum began to sing. This drum sound was not like the previous thunder, but instead sounded a bit silent and unruly.

The sound of the drum spread all over the place, and the Immortal Drum was everywhere, and everyone had an illusion at the same time.

The rain is pouring, the torrents are raging, and everyone is struggling to survive.

The goshawk screamed with blood, fluttered its wings in the sky, broke through the clouds, and flew up, its feathers shining in the sun.

The gray wolf struggled to dig its claws in the flood, and emerged again and again after choking in the water. Ten times a hundred times, it was finally free in the water, and even had fins instead of claws, becoming a water spirit.

Some people built houses on high ground, built dams to block water, dug mountains to divert water, and sang songs during heavy rains and floods.

A gentleman strives for self-improvement!

A drum beat, carrying Su He's murmur, spread to all parts of Xuanhuang. Although the sound was small, it was as powerful as the sky or the sun.

At this moment, it was as if the coldness caused by the great solar eclipse had been dispelled.

Gui Wangshan's teasing and advice all fell away for a while. It fell into silence, and it took a long time before the sound of Dongxu came.

"With just this sentence, he is qualified to enter Guiwang Mountain... to fight for the throne!"

Only Taozi is qualified to inherit the position of head teacher. Guiwang Mountain does not distinguish between main and branch branches, and anyone is qualified to compete for the position of Daozi.

With this sentence, you can compete for the position of Daozi. As long as you don't run into evildoers, you even have a good chance of success.

Dongxu sighed with emotion, and saw Su He taking another step forward, and another voice came from his mouth: "The terrain is poor, a gentleman carries his wealth with kindness!"

Boom!

Another drum beat echoed in all directions, and the vision changed. After the flood, the earth recovered, and the grass was saturated with water and could no longer grow.

The big tree broke off its trunk that was damaged by the flood, and the roots sprouted again, and another big tree grew.

Beasts compete and humans multiply.

The earth holds everything!

Su He studied the hexagrams but still had no clue. Everyone's understanding of hexagrams is different, and everyone's interpretation of hexagrams is different.

When the Great Easy breaks, the study of hexagrams becomes more and more personal.

Su He can only find the answer from his past life. It's a pity that I didn't read the Yi Jing thoroughly in my previous life, so I couldn't create things out of thin air.

But knowing thirty or fifty classic lines is no problem.

In the past life, many people had never seen the Yi Jing, but they were familiar with its contents. Even they did not know that they were talking about the Yi Jing.

Yi has been integrated into every bit of life, engraved in the blood, and cannot be removed or erased.

Su He understood the hexagrams by picking up some missing sentences.

Six bells rang, and Xuanhuang was completely silent. Most people didn't know what happened, but the vague sound heard from the bells made many people fall into enlightenment.

Dengxian Gudongxu, his expression became rarely serious, he turned to look at Ji Feixue and bowed deeply: "The fairy is right, no need!"

If you have a husband like this, why do you need help? With this kind of realization in his body, not to mention the great solar eclipse, not even the Dharma Ending Age could stop him from beating the drum of ascending to immortality.

After listening to what he said, Concubine Ji showed a smile on her cold and pretty face for the first time in front of outsiders.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but the look he looked at Su He was filled with endless pride and righteousness.

Others' admiration for Su He made her even happier than herself.

After six drum beats, Su He did not leave, still standing in the air looking at the Dengxian Drum. At this time, even the world became quiet, and the eyes looking at Su He in the mountains and rivers outside were no longer full of sour envy and jealousy.

There were no comments or comments in Guiwang Mountain, and everyone looked at Su He with bated breath, waiting for the next sound to arrive.

The last two sounds suddenly made them look forward to the seventh sound.

Such people should go to Guiwang Mountain.

Su He still kept his hand raised, looking at Dengxiangu with confusion in his eyes followed by a wry smile.

Road!

The first three times are asking for immortals, the middle three times are asking for people, and the last three times are asking for help!

In other words, it has always been asking, but Su He himself set the tone of "immortal" and "human" for it. Immortals are the Tao, and humans are also the Tao.

Su He failed to see through and get to the root of the problem, so there were immortals and people. But when the Taoist Master, as a mortal old man, beat the Dengxian Drum eight times in a row, he must have directly seen through the Dengxian Drum's desire at a glance.

Asked eight rings.

It must not be like Su He, who rings three times, then stops for a long time, and then rings three times again. But one sound after another, resounding throughout the world.

Otherwise, just the window period after three rings is enough to starve a mortal to death.

The Immortal Drum consumes the gods!

Anyone who asks this question will be so hungry that his chest touches his back.

After being stabbed in the back suddenly after thousands of years, Su He felt a little bit shocked.

He shook his head to clear his mind of distracting thoughts, and slowly took a step forward, using the meaning emitted by the Dengxian Drum as a guide to sort out his nearly one hundred years of practice and understanding of the Tao.

The universe circle of the inner world naturally floats up from Tai'a Mountain, hanging in the starry sky, connecting the three realms of heaven, earth and man, emitting the intertwined brilliance of yin and yang, and a pair of yin and yang fish chase and play among the stars.

The Kaitian Artifact is originally the condensation of the Great Way of Divine Beasts.

The rhyme of the Qiankun Circle slowly fell on the Dengxian Drum. The Dengxian Drum, which had been silent for a long time, gradually lit up. Then there was a drum sound, and each drum sound seemed to have an accent. The yin and yang intertwined drum sounds spread in all directions. Sure enough, it rang seven times!

Everyone was sighing and sighing, but they felt it was natural.

It's just that this seventh sound doesn't seem to be as stunning and heavy as the five or six sounds. It would be amazing if those two sounds were placed here.

Dongxu looked at Ji Feixue strangely. Others can only perceive the yin and yang avenue in the sound of the drum, but as the Immortal Drum Spirit, he can perceive the profoundness of the dual cultivation of Su and He.

Ji Feixue's expression remained unchanged, her expression still cold and frosty, as if she wasn't checking. Only when he looked at Su He, did he feel a little bit of shame and anger.

The way this pervert has realized is actually like this...

The others didn't know what was going on, they just listened to the faint drumming and looked at Su He who was about to stop.

A twinge of regret arose.

Is seven sounds the limit for this fellow Taoist? For some reason, the ancient existence of Guiwang Mountain could only ring the seven bells on two hands, but Su He made people feel regretful.

Su He was very satisfied.

Qixiang goes straight to Guiwang Mountain, saving a lot of trouble. After being able to sense the seventh sound, the Dengxian Drum has already sent his message to the underworld.

There is no such thing as a life lamp in Guiwang Mountain, but it has its own territory in the highest place.

Su He sensed it and found that the marked place was very familiar - the natal starry sky!

The place where monks gather their natal stars after reaching the second level of the sky.

Although he does not have a natal star, he has broken many other people's natal stars.

Guiwang Mountain is Guiwang Mountain, the place where the Tao originated. It is indeed different. The disciples' imprints are all left in places like this.

Su He smiled and was about to walk down into the air. At this moment, a voice came into his ears: "Gui Zi, knock nine times."

The voice is gentle and gentle.

Taizu.

As expected, the old guy's eyes kept falling on Su He.

Su He was stunned, looked back at the Dengxian Drum, and looked around for Taizu but could not see him. That old turtle is no longer in the universe.

Su He blinked, what did the ancestor think? Can you knock the Dengxian Drum whenever you want?

He squeezed it dry!

With Bai Ling cheating on him, Su He Kaitian had never understood the Great Dao, so he was gifted to be able to ring the seventh tone.

Ancestor wants to operate in secret?

If Taizu knocks... it would be abnormal if he couldn't knock nine times.

Su He thought for a while, then raised his hand to touch the Dengxian Drum, and hooked it with the Dengxian Drum again.

The consciousnesses that were about to disperse in all directions gathered together with his movements, and they all showed surprises. Was it just an intermission?

To be able to speak such mantras, it’s only natural that you have a profound understanding of the Great Dao, right?

After Taoist Master, is there anyone who can knock the eighth ring again?

Everyone looked at Su He in mid-air, and suddenly their breathing became rapid, and even the ethereal will in the mountain fell here.

Those who were watching the excitement in the mountains stared at it without blinking. There was no longer a look of jealousy on his face.

Everyone is like this. When the opponent is out of reach, all distracting thoughts disappear.

When Su He sounded the fourth tone, they felt that the distance between them and this unknown Taoist friend was already immeasurable. When the seventh tone sounded, Su He was no longer a competitor.

Ji Feixue looked at Su He with a cold expression, but there was a smile in her eyes, but her thoughts were not focused, and her mind was divided into two, half on Su He, and half on comprehending Su He's true words just now.

Su He frowned slightly and communicated with Dengxiangu but did not sense where Taizu's assistant was.

Taizu shakes him a bit, or does he really want him to play the drum on his own?

Beating the Immortal Drum is a private matter. The first three sounds may help, but starting from the fourth sound, others will never be able to intervene.

But at that time, if Taizu really wanted to intervene, he must have some means.

The others waited as silently as a cicada, but no movement was seen from Su He, and the buzzing sounded quietly again.

But he didn't doubt whether Su He could beat the drum of ascending to immortality. Instead, he wondered whether the great solar eclipse caused this fellow Taoist to be unable to perform well?

The astonishment of the fifth and sixth sounds made them have a fascination with Su He. The seventh sound was a bit worse, but they could also understand the complexity of the Yin and Yang.

Yin and yang are the avenue and the foundation. If there is yin and yang, there must be derivatives. Perhaps the avenue of derivatives is covered by the solar eclipse?

Sure enough, you shouldn't be playing drums at this time.

Su He was silent for a long time, but Taizu didn't see any movement. The corners of his mouth slightly curved, and Taizu asked him to knock on his own.

Su He smiled, then don't blame him for cheating.

There are three thousand avenues, but Su He has none of them - he has them all!

Su He closed his eyes, placed his hand on the Dengxian Drum, and silently recited the Tao Te Ching in his heart. A touch of Taoist rhyme fell along the palm of his hand on the Dengxian Drum.

The Tao Te Ching belongs to Su He.

He is the only one in this world who can't even teach it. It is Su He's private property. It is engraved in the soul and integrated into the true spirit. It is indestructible and indelible.

Naturally available.

Today, Su He's Taoist rhyme can be controlled. It no longer scatters indiscriminately in all directions as long as it is recited silently. Su He can condense the Taoist rhyme, control the scattering direction, and control the size.

A touch of Taoist rhyme fell on the Dengxian Drum.

The entire Dengxian Drum vibrated, as if it was trembling, and then seemed stunned for a moment, and then the green light bloomed. A wisp of blue light shines in all directions, and along with the blue light, a sound of drum sounds seems to descend from the sky, and also seems to rise from the sky.

The sound of the drum was so loud that you couldn't even hear it unless you tried your best to hear it.

Great sound!

The sound of drums rippled, and the entire Xuanhuang fell silent at this moment. Birds froze in the sky, fish swam in the water, and all the consciousness in Guiwang Mountain stopped.

Hearing the sound of the seven Immortal Immortal Drums, the spiritual consciousness that came here also stood still in mid-air, not daring to move at all, for fear of missing the sound of the drum, for fear of missing a trace.

Even if you don’t understand it or what it is, you can still listen and understand it instinctively.

The rhythm of the Tao in the sound of the drum is unimaginable, vast and deep, as if the sound of the drum is everything in the world and the origin of all living beings...

Beside Ji Feixue, Dongxu fell into confusion with the sound of the drum, as if being controlled by someone, walking towards the Dengxian Drum step by step, his body gradually turned into starlight, and merged into the Dengxian Drum bit by bit.

Not only everyone who heard the drum, but also Su He stood motionless in the air, immersed in the sound of the drum and couldn't extricate himself.

Having memorized too much Tao Te Ching and sensing Taoist rhyme, he was somewhat resistant to it. At this moment, Dengxian Gu used a strange method to interpret Taoist rhyme, and the impact on Su He was far greater than that of all those who heard the drum.

With Dao Yun returning to her body, she felt as if she had met herself.

That rhyme seemed to be his own rhythm.

The Tao is Him, and He is the Tao.

It turns out that the Tao Te Ching is inseparable from him. After thinking about this, the Tao Te Ching seems to have found its home.

A bright light shone brightly in Su He's body, and each big word appeared from somewhere, falling on the physical body, falling on consciousness, falling on the inner world, flickering and appearing.

Look carefully at every handwriting, there are dragons, turtles and peacocks, swimming or flying. I want to identify it, but I can't distinguish it no matter what.

It's like reading words in a dream. You should clearly recognize them, but you still can't read them.

But the moment this word appeared, the Dengxian Drum sounded again, resounding throughout the world.

The drum surface is like a mirror, showing three words: Dao Kedao...

Boom!

The Dengxian Drum fell to the ground, as if it could not bear these three words. It fell from the sky to the ground, and it was about to break into pieces.

"Sir, spare me!" Dongxu's voice came from the Dengxian Drum: "I...can't bear it!"

His voice was difficult, as if he was carrying a big mountain.

Su He suddenly came back to his senses and reached out to touch the Dengxian Drum. Looking back, the three words "Dao Ke Dao" on the drum fell on the palm of his hand and disappeared.

In Su He's inner world, a few handwritings flickered, as if revealing their true form and could be read.

Road to Road, very Avenue!

This word slowly rose into the sky, fell down, and landed on the top of Tai'a Mountain. It hung high, giving people the feeling that it was close at hand and could be accessed at any time, but the real contact was elusive and elusive in the distance.

All living beings in the inner world are insensible. Even Yihe and Guijiang, who are in the seventh level of the Netherworld, do not react. They seem to be unable to see the writings floating all over the world, let alone the beginning of the Tao Te Ching on Mount Tai'a.

The white tiger, who was only wearing armor, tilted his head and looked at Tai Ashan like a fool.

In the outside world, without the three-word suppression, Dengxian Gu gathered up his cracked body, staggered and flew up again, suspended in the sky, and then disappeared.

The Dengxian Drum disappeared. For a long time, people from all directions looked at each other and asked in disbelief: "Nine...nine rings?"

They suddenly realized that it was not eight rings like the Taoist master, but... nine rings!

Nine rings, passed down from Taoist ancestors! (End of chapter)