Bone Taoist

Chapter 726 A Moment in the Past Life

The silvery-white lotus seat was spotless and flawless, shining brightly like a bright and cold rising moon.

It gradually rose from the chaotic space under the formation and filled the sky. The eleven lotus petals swayed slightly, causing huge ripples of spiritual consciousness, covering the sky and the sun. When each leaf was fully unfolded, it was ten thousand feet long, like a divine object carved out of beautiful jade, which had been cultivated to the ultimate state by Ziwei Yuanjun during his lifetime.

On the Hedao lotus seat, the forbidden patterns are crisscrossed and extremely mysterious.

The Ziwei formation in the sky was collapsing, and the stars in the fourteen main positions were all annihilated. Finally, the cold moon at the center of the dragon head formation gradually disappeared into the space domain.

The Hedao Lotus Seat, which had been concealed and dormant under the formation, was completely revealed.

In an instant, the sky was filled with dancing stars, surrounded by twelve evolving spiritual paths that went straight into the chaos of the sky. It was so beautiful that it was almost unreal.

All the monks looked on in a daze, their hearts were bewildered and their eyes were intoxicated.

The immense power of divine consciousness even affected the area outside the secret treasure. Elder Zhen Yu and other Hedao elders were unable to see through and understand the situation inside.

buzz-

The lotus seat swayed, paving a brilliant spiritual path in the sky. After a few breaths, everyone came back to their senses.

In an instant, there was a commotion all around, and all the cultivators rushed towards the Hedao Ling Road at a very fast speed at the same time.

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, the sky is full of escaping lights!

The spiritual road in the due north is surrounded by purple air, and above it stand many illusory fairy palaces, with countless opportunities for creation lurking.

The huge spiritual road in the southeast direction has an oppressive feeling like a black hole, which can polish the cultivator's spirit and make it more solid and powerful.

On the Solar Spirit Road in the due west, endless bright sunlight is pouring down, and the brilliant divine power on it is condensed into a physical form, flowing like a golden river.

The sky was filled with the figures of flying cultivators. They were rushing to the Hedao Spiritual Road, fearing that they would fall behind others and thus lose the initiative.

Ye Zang was neither anxious nor panicked, and slowly flew towards Juntian.

The boundary space here was shattered, and Leng Yue's meteorite was still suspended, and Ye Zang felt like he was in a chaotic universe.

"The core of the Dragon Head Formation was broken by itself. It's a pity that I can't comprehend the Ziwei Formation. However, Feng Xi should know how to arrange it." Ye Zang narrowed his eyes and observed the surrounding space.

This Ziwei formation is very mysterious. Ye Zang originally wanted to comprehend it, but he did not expect that it would collapse immediately after the fourteen main positions were broken.

However, Feng Xi has been in charge of the formation for many years and should know how to set up this formation. If it is used in Langya Palace in the future, even Hedao Zhenjun and Daotai Zhenren will not be able to use their spiritual sense to perceive the situation inside Langya Palace.

Thinking of this, Ye Zang looked towards the spiritual path of the 'Tian Xiang Star Position'.

He was not in a hurry. The Hedao Lotus Seat of Ziwei Yuanjun was missing a petal, and that petal was in his hand. Even if those cultivators reached the end of the spiritual road, they would not be able to step into the illusory world of Taixu.

This is also the reason why Feng Xi did not kill Yue Xi. Without this lotus petal, the Taixu Illusion Realm would be nothing more than a mirage and there would be no way to go there.

Above the spiritual road in the direction of Tianxiang, fairy mist is rising, and many cultivators have already entered it.

Their figures gradually disappeared, covered by the fog and no trace was left.

Ye Zang took a deep breath, observed carefully outside the spiritual road, and then slowly walked away.

Even though you have lotus petals by your side, you still have to be careful.

Throughout the ages, there have been only a handful of opportunities to find the Hedao spiritual path, and there is no precedent to refer to. Moreover, each Hedao secret treasure is very different from the other, and who knows what kind of murderous intent is lurking on the spiritual path.

Using the Yuanshen escape technique, Ye Zang arrived at the Tianxiang Spiritual Road.

This spiritual road leading to heaven is roughly a hundred feet wide and is entirely constructed by divine consciousness. Anyone with a physical body cannot go onto the spiritual road.

Just now, a cultivator in a physical body walked towards the spiritual road. As soon as he stepped on it, the essence of his physical body evaporated directly, and even his soul was severely damaged.

This spiritual road is a pure creation of divine consciousness. Just like the vast environment, only the primordial spirit can reach it!

The essence of spiritual power ripples on the surface like a stream, with wisps of fairy mist lingering in it, giving people a feeling of nothingness and ethereality, as if close yet far away.

Ye Zang's Dharma Eye pierced through and he exerted his magical power to the extreme, only then he could barely see through the distance of ten thousand feet.

"The spiritual path constructed by divine consciousness cannot be deduced by common sense at all, just like the illusory world of Taixu..." Ye Zang thought to himself.

Some people found the Great Illusionary Realm only a few years after their souls left their bodies. Some people traveled through the sky for hundreds of years but never saw any trace of the Great Illusionary Realm. Such opportunities are illusory and good fortune often comes in an instant.

Beside him, many cultivators came at a very fast speed and stepped into the spiritual path without stopping for a moment.

Figures gathered and disappeared at the entrance one by one, obscured by the fairy mist.

Ye Zang emptied his mind, and his soul appeared under the Taiyin and Sun. He then took a step forward, and a Tai Chi array pattern appeared under his feet.

As he took a step onto the spiritual path of Hedao, Ye Zang's soul was suddenly shaken.

His vision suddenly became gradually blurred, as if his pupils were covered by fog. In his peripheral vision, the space around him was also distorted rapidly.

In an instant, Ye Zang was pulled by the huge spiritual power and flew out at an uncontrollable speed.

When Ye Zang came to his senses, he had already reached the depths of the spiritual road.

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Lonely and dead silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

There was only endless white mist rising around him, and he couldn't tell the direction, or even up, down, left, or right, or where the sky was and the earth was. This was Ye Zang's first impression after stepping into the Hedao spiritual path.

As for this kind of fortune, all Ye Zang knew about was a few brief records in ancient books.

"The spiritual path is endless. In ancient books, there was a cultivator who walked on a certain spiritual path for a hundred years before he entered the gate of Taixu. But in the eyes of his fellow Taoists, he only walked for half an incense stick of time. The space and time here may be abnormally disordered and cannot be compared with the Ten Continents."

Ye Zang was thinking in his mind.

He stretched out his hand and casually flicked it in the air. In an instant, countless fairy mists rolled away like a hurricane.

The deadly loneliness makes people feel a little confused.

Ye Zang calmed his mind, emptied his consciousness, and walked away slowly.

He walked very easily, without deliberately piercing through, nor did he immediately activate the lotus petals in his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

If one always relies on external things in the practice of the Tao, one will eventually be shackled.

Before this, Ye Zang had already paved his own way in the Shenzang Secret Realm. He wanted to gain some insights and try to see if he could reach the end of the spiritual road without relying on Ziwei Yuanjun's Hedao lotus petals.

"Now, if I just activate the lotus petals, most of the restrictions on this spiritual path will disappear. If this is the case, the meaning of 'harmony with the Tao' will be lost." The last realm hidden in the Purple Mansion, the so-called 'harmony with the Tao'

It is the unity of body and mind, in line with the path of the Great Dao. When the physical body is cultivated to perfection in the Nascent Soul realm, it is necessary to cultivate the Primordial Spirit. The Primordial Spirit leaves the body and searches for the illusory realm of Taixu. Only when it reaches the first level of the Hedao realm where heaven and man are united can it be considered to have stepped into the threshold.

The primordial spirit of a human cultivator is composed of three souls and seven spirits.

The three main souls of heaven, earth and destiny, as well as the ghost souls that are unable to give birth to spiritual intelligence and cultivate a Dharma body outside the body.

The unity of body and soul reaches a state of perfection, which is the foundation before entering the ninth level of Taoism.

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On the spiritual path surrounded by fairy mist, a Taoist priest in black robes was walking slowly.

In this spiritual road, space and time seemed to no longer exist. The Taoist in black robe just walked like this, as if he had crossed the ups and downs of a lifetime, and his steps were extremely heavy.

That was Ye Zang. He was like a mayfly, floating in the air and walking on the mist. The spiritual path under his feet sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared.

The surrounding was filled with ownerless spiritual light, which passed through his body like a river flowing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Huhu——

The faint sound of wind rippling in his ears, buzzing, blowing Ye Zang's consciousness, radiating around the spiritual road, wandering in the space realm, and disappearing.

In a trance, Ye Zang seemed to have his mind sunk into the entire Hedao spiritual road. Although he was still pacing, his mind had flown to who knows where.

This feeling is very wonderful, just like traveling in the fantasy world, or like Ye Zang dreaming when he was a mortal.

People who practice Taoism do not need to sleep. They just close their eyes and rest. It is not because the monks cannot fall asleep, but because the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness has dormant the dreams of all living beings.

The so-called 'inner demon' is precisely what is born within the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness of the cultivator. The elder cultivators in the Hedao realm are not only cultivating the three souls and seven spirits, but are also fighting against their own 'inner demon'. If they want to cultivate to the third level of Hedao and the realm of Taixu soul, they must go through this journey.

For a moment, Ye Zang had a feeling of detachment, a feeling that was above the ten continents, as if he did not exist in this world.

Ye Zang's consciousness was glowing, and he seemed to be observing the long river of time, flowing slowly outside the world, drifting to an unknown place.

Does the so-called long river of time really exist in this world?

Ye Zang had to believe it, because he was the one who had reincarnated. The Ghost Lady of Chishan was merely using the Reincarnation Technique to go to the unknown future, while Ye Zang went against the long river of time and returned to the past eight hundred years ago. Thinking about it now, it was still beyond Ye Zang's understanding. This kind of method had never been heard of in the fairyland of ancient times.

"Ye Zang, hand over the great spiritual weapon!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye, what did you get from the True Immortal's Divine Treasure? Please offer it to me, Master Jiao, and I will keep you safe."

"Junior brother, this is a great deed. Why don't you give it to me, Shenzhao Island? I will say a few good words for you in front of the Dharma King."

"Ye Zang, today is the day you die."

Countless voices rang in Ye Zang's ears, and those voices seemed to have traveled through the long river of time and came from his previous life.

Ye Zang suddenly felt his body become extremely cold.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene before him shocked him.

The scene around him has changed drastically. He is no longer in the spiritual path. Ye Zang is standing on a dark high cliff. Below the cliff are countless Taoist corpses, bloody and mangled.

There was a pungent fishy smell in the air. Looking up, the sky was dark and there were countless cracks in the Nine Heavens. One could even see the stars in the universe.

"This is Wanling Valley!" Ye Zang was instantly horrified.

He will never forget the surrounding environment in his life, because this is where Ye Zang died in his previous life.

Ever since the rumor that Ye Zang obtained the Great Dao Artifact, he has been hunted down by countless monks both inside and outside the sect. At that time, it was the time of the great battle in the Valley of Gods and Demons, and the Dayan Heavenly Palace and the Crow Cult had been confronting each other for hundreds of years.

The opportunities in Tianming Continent were gone. As Ruan Xifeng opened the True Immortal Divine Treasure, Tianming Continent was drained of its luck and became a barren place like the three continents in southern Xinjiang. It became like a Shura field, with constant killing all day long.

There is a mixed crowd, with monks coming from all over the place.

Ye Zang's heart was pounding. He could hardly believe the scene before him. It was so real. He looked around and saw a wasteland all around. Although Wanlingjian was a restricted area before, it was also a rare spiritual land. But now it has become dilapidated.

Opportunities are gone, lifespans are sharply reduced, a world of great strife begins, and the ten continents are in turmoil. It feels as if the ten continents will face the end of the world with their paths cut off.

In order to fight for the remaining limited resources, the monks killed each other and fought for it.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Stream has completely transformed into the Ten Thousand Corpses Stream. Corpses are piled up like mountains, the stench is everywhere, and streams formed by bright red blood are flowing along the veins of the earth.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, why don't you run away?"

Just as Ye Zang was distracted, the sound of something breaking through the air came from afar.

The man who came was a casual cultivator from Dongsheng Shenzhou. He was unknown a hundred years ago, but rose in the great world and became a well-known bloody-handed butcher.

Ye Zang clearly remembered his name, 'Situ Kong'.

This person was one of the main Taoists who surrounded and killed him in his previous life. It can be said that this person made a great contribution to Ye Zang's death in Wanling Valley.

“Hehehe, I’m afraid my magic power has been exhausted and I can’t move anymore!”

A black fog broke through the air from afar, and the huge power of the Yuanshen oppressed the sky so much that it trembled. The terrifying Heavenly Soul Dharma Body appeared, like a ferocious monster, roaring and howling in the sky, making people tremble.

He was a Taoist from the Ghost King Valley, an ancient sect in the Northern Wilderness that lay dormant in the ancient Tianqu Plain. When the war broke out in the previous life, this Taoist sect came into the world and caused many disasters in the world, plundering opportunities from all over the ten continents.

They even took advantage of Beixuanzhou's attack on Tianmingzhou to interfere. It was the involvement of the Ghost King Sect that led to the destruction of Taiyuan Divine Sect and Wuji Palace, two of the ten major sects in Tianming, and the severance of their inheritance.

"Ye Zang, why don't you hand over the Taoist weapon!"

"Junior Brother Ye, you can't protect this thing."

There were constantly cultivators flying in at high speed from all directions. Their powerful spiritual power confined the space in all directions.

Kong Li from Ghost King Valley, Situ Kong from Dongsheng, Wang Zhonglou from Tianming, Chu Jiang from Shenzhao Island...

Familiar faces appeared before his eyes, and in a trance, Ye Zang seemed to have returned to the moment of his death in his previous life.

The scenes around here are so real.

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(End of this chapter)