Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 142 Mayfly’s birth and death Yin-Yang line

The method of holding flowers and holding the moon by hanging the gods is a method that Ting obtained from spiritual contemplation in his early years.

The magic of this technique is that the center of the eyebrows forms a foundation, which generates and stores and absorbs the moon.

To put it simply, through a special construction method, a bridge of the moon god is built between the eyebrows, and then the bridge is used to open up the divine treasure.

By observing the moon and refining the moonlight into the divine treasure, you can gain the moonlight bonus every time you cast a spell, greatly increasing its power and subtlety.

Zhao Xueying's master was only in the early stage of foundation building, and the divine bridge was barely formed, but the divine treasure had not yet been opened. After watching the moon for several years, there was no more than a little moonlight between the eyebrows.

Even so, she was still slightly blessed when performing this technique.

I saw a faint shadow of the full moon emerging from the green flats.

Flowers and grass suddenly grew and spread from the gaps between the bamboo poles, occupying the entire space.

She said softly: "He is not here, and he got rid of the formation mark so quickly. I'm afraid he is really the person you are searching for, Xueying."

Zhao Xueying's expression turned extremely ugly.

She had sent out the transmission note before, and within a few breaths, the master rushed over. On the way, she met the junior sister who came to support her.

With him leading the way and tracking him with marks, there was no delay at all.

Without thinking, he let the person run away!

What was even worse was that when she recalled how ironic Junior Brother Meng's stammering look and admiring gaze were!

The other party was toying with her right under her nose.

The more I thought about it, the more upset I became.

She clenched her teeth and clenched her hands subconsciously.

"Don't worry, there's nothing you can do."

Before she could react, she saw her master taking off a beast-control bag from his waist and driving a snow-white mouse out of it.

"This is a sniffing rat. Its sense of smell is several times greater than that of you and me. Even if this person removes the mark, there will still be traces of his breath."

"Go."

The sniffing rat was thrown into the grass, and he saw Zhao Xueying's master doing a spell. The rat straightened up and sniffed for a moment, then turned into a white light and ran towards the south.

"I found him, follow him, I want to see where he can run!"

Three figures chased away.

After a breath or two, a faint light and shadow flashed past in another bamboo forest dozens of feet away.

If the foundation-building monk who was holding the flowers and holding the moon was still here, he might be able to detect some movement.

The light and shadow are Wu Meng hiding here.

As early as Zhao Xueying appeared and used Hong Ling, he felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't rush to remove the mark.

He could only sit still.

Fortunately, when he took back the lotus heart, the feedback essence restored his consciousness a little.

And it was precisely this small amount of recovery that allowed him to remove the mark in one step before the three of them, gaining a chance to breathe and change his hiding place.

There are spiritual toads swallowing them all the time, and his own aura cannot be leaked.

And the state of not being involved has raised his anonymity to the extreme.

This was the most thrilling escape.

The entire process, from planning to luck, if there was any delay, he would probably end up capsized in the gutter today.

Of course, his luck can hardly be said to be good.

Originally, he could take the opportunity to leave when the monks from the late stage of Qianjin Mountain came to pass, but who would have thought that Zhao Xueying happened to be nearby.

If the other party hadn't been there, he would have been dozens of miles away at this time, so how could it have been so dangerous?

Wu Meng shook his head.

On the contrary, the direction that the three of them were pursuing was a small spiritual insect that he had deliberately let go before, and it was scented with a strange flower.

It was really a blessing to be able to lead the three of them away.

He activated the mayfly with all his strength and headed north, in the opposite direction to the three of them, for a few breaths, then turned to the west and disappeared completely.

Not long after he left, the silence was broken again.

The three figures who left earlier turned back.

As soon as Zhao Xueying's master landed on the ground, his fingertips flashed with spells and plowed the surrounding woods and open spaces one by one. With a look of frustration on her face, she destroyed seven or eight pieces of forest before she stopped.

"This person is extremely cunning and cunning, but I have underestimated him!"

After hearing this, Zhao Xueying remained silent on the side, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

……

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March time flies by in a blink of an eye.

Bamboo Bottom Country, Penghui City.

As the venue for the largest auction in this century, there is still half a year until the auction, and the city is already overcrowded.

There are casual cultivators from all over the world, disciples of various sects, including both good and evil sects, and even many cultivators from three continents away.

In order to give the monks a place to stay, ordinary mortals have been driven out of the city.

at this time.

In a guest room of an inn in the city.

Wu Meng breathed out slowly and exited from the state of trance.

That day when he left Xiaozhupo, he walked in a hurry and circled most of the bamboo base, finally arriving at Penghui City last month.

After that, it took another month, until today, the damaged consciousness was finally completely restored.

Feeling the lightness in his heart, his face was filled with joy and his expression was indescribably comfortable.

He crossed his legs on the bed and released his consciousness. In the next moment, most of the room was covered.

Wu Meng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The room is not small, but it was transformed from a superior guest room with the addition of formation restrictions, and the space has been slightly expanded.

At such a size, his consciousness can easily cover most of it, and the strength has more than doubled!

He changed the method and felt it for a long time. His spiritual consciousness could only be separated from the body by one foot, but now it could extend to two feet away.

Not only that, happy events come in pairs.

After two consecutive months of high-intensity use, his body rarely fell into a state of 'de-strength', and he felt like he was depleted of essence and blood.

This is caused by excessive consumption of ‘Fuyou Essence and Blood’.

But during this month's supplementation process, Mayfly Body, which had always lacked an opportunity, finally achieved the ultimate goal.

A few days ago, there was a faint feeling of fluctuation in the Yin-Yang diagram, but he suppressed it.

Now that the state has been completely restored today, it is naturally time for a breakthrough.

A few days later.

In a bamboo mountain near Penghui.

Wu Meng found a huge red wooden bamboo, cut it into several layers of bamboo, and built it into a cave.

He waited until the restraint cloth was in place before he mobilized his mind.

Behind him, the Yin and Yang diagram slowly circulated, and the Yang Que suddenly disappeared as if it was wiped out of thin air.

Wu Meng felt a trance, and his vision and mind had a flickering feeling, as if they were becoming less coherent.

Vaguely, he noticed a changing and intersecting line.

It is everywhere, seems to run through all things in the world, entangled and intricate, but clear and distinct. One side is dark and the other is light, one end is birth, and the other end is destruction.

This is……

The dividing line in the Yin-Yang diagram?

As soon as the thought is born, it is divided into two, and then evolves into thousands, just like thousands of bubbles rising, each one is the same, but has a different brilliance in a certain aspect.

Wu Meng stood there in stunned silence for a long time.

Under his skin, countless mayflies flickered.

Further down, where he landed cross-legged, the red bamboo walls, branches, leaves, roots, and even the earth for several miles around were all flickering in an uncertain light.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, and the mysterious feeling gradually dissipated.

　Thanks to ‘Roger Otalifus’ for the tip~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)