ask the mirror

Chapter 252 Seed

The sound of footsteps echoed in the hollow mountainside. The person in front of him opened the stone door, and the echo disappeared. Monk Zhengyan held on to the door frame. Just as the clouds moved away in the sky, he squinted his eyes to look at the sun and remained silent for a long time.

"Congratulations, you have been reborn!" Yu Ci smiled from behind.

Monk Zhengyan hummed, and said, "Thank you Immortal Yu for coming here specially for letting me out."

"In other words, Master Zhengyan is in the evil cave and does not give in to the devil, which is worthy of my admiration. The reason why you are moved into the belly of Danya Mountain is more to take good care of it. No, wait until you are confirmed to be safe. , I will ask you to come out immediately, and there is no such thing as whether to let it go or not."

Yu Ci patted the monk's shoulder with a smile, and asked again: "The water purification altar is gone, where will Master Zhengyan go?"

"The blood monk is dead. From then on, the sky is high and the water is wide. The East Sea and the West Extreme, the South Barbarian and the North Wilderness, where can I not go? The 'new life' that Yu Xianchang said is exactly the portrayal of my heart."

Monk Cheng Yan said, then turned around and paid a tithe: "The monk is taking his leave, please stay!"

Yu Ci didn't hold back either, and returned a salute: "Treasure."

Monk Cheng Yan turned and left, descended Danya, but did not leave the city immediately.

Maybe it's because he still has a little affection for Cliff City. He walked through the dilapidated urban area, but unfortunately no one gave him a good face.Because of Isin, the chief culprit of the earthquake, the residents of Cliff City have a very bad perception of the water purification altar and even all the monks. Zheng Yan also seems to have discovered that he may be the most unpopular person in the city. Stay again, alone, leave the city through the west gate, and enter the boundless wilderness.

During this period, no one interfered with his going or staying, and he was indeed free.

After leaving the city, it has been seven days, and the monotonous mountain scenery has probably worn away his patience. Monk Zhengyan's speed is slowly increasing. In the blink of an eye, up to now, he is already more than ten thousand miles away from the cliff city.

The sky is gloomy, the stars and the moon are dark, and only the monk is hurrying in the wilderness. After more than [-] miles, there will be a rift valley. According to the plan, we will arrive in the morning of the day after tomorrow.

The long journey did not bring sleepiness to the monk.His eyes were shining brightly, and he had a certain attitude in his gaze. He occasionally met some wandering beasts along the way, and they were dismissed casually. If this situation continued, he would not have any problems in catching up for another two or three days.

But at this moment, the monk suddenly stopped.In the mountains and forests, owls screamed at night, and the shadows of mottled trees covered his face, making his expression very unpredictable.

"Is it you?" The sudden words startled the birds on the nearby tree.The little guy flapped his wings and flew up in a daze, causing a little commotion.But no voice responded.

But the monk seemed to hear something, and spoke slowly: "As expected, it was you. I thought that you had been wiped out when the golden bone and jade plate were implanted, but I didn't expect you to still exist in this way... You are also there by my side." It's been almost 30 years, but I didn't know that you still have the disease of distraction, my master, I'm not up to standard!"

He enunciated clearly, and the words flowed in the barren mountains and night forests. When speaking, he paced in the mountains and forests, step by step as if measured by a ruler, and he made a big circle in a short while.The empty mountain is quiet, and the monk is confident. Within a radius of ten miles, there is no second person... except "this one" in his mind.

Now he can ask with confidence: "What did you do while my 'seed' was sleeping?"

Still no one answered him, but he already knew the answer:

"That's right, you can't do anything... Your secondary soul was originally split from the main soul, and it is inherently deficient. After the main soul is destroyed, it is even more vital. The power of present. You can only wander in the brain palace, awake from time to time, absolutely impossible to actively contact the outside world. In this case, you are still lingering, what are you doing with this breath? Still want to take back your own body?

"Stubborn boy! As for the secondary soul, it seems to be getting worse! It's fine if you don't 'show' your horse's feet. Since I know about it, what's the problem if I kill you!"

After saying this, the monk sneered and didn't say any more, he was thinking in his heart: "It's nothing to refine the remnant soul. It's just that I hurt the soul here in order to search for and kill its consciousness, and now the old wound has not healed , Come back again, if you want to recover, you will have to delay for a while."

The monk is thoughtful, but he is decisive after all. Once the pros and cons are clear, he makes a decision: "It is the safest way to kill this secondary soul. It should be done sooner rather than later, tonight!"

After meditating on the spot for a moment, he turned his head and looked around, and quickly found a suitable hiding place, then moved there, took a branch at random on the way, and painted on the ground.

After a while, it can be seen that the lines on the ground are very complicated, and the monk often places some objects where the lines are densely intertwined.Most of them are jade and the like, as well as temporarily collected beast skulls, skinned and fleshy, and placed on the ground in white.There are also those who make use of the surrounding big trees to make a fuss. They all embed objects on the trunk, undulating and scattered, very organized.

If someone with rich experience is here, he can tell at a glance that the monk is forming a formation, and the area is quite large, there is always half a mile around, and it took nearly an hour to set up this formation.

When everything was ready, the monk sat down cross-legged in the center of the array, where the trees were densest, with no expression on his thin face, stretched out his right index finger, touched the ground lightly, and lowered his eyes into concentration.

Together with the spirit and soul, it is the most mysterious.The three-layered structure of primordial spirit, hidden consciousness, and manifested consciousness each has its own magical effect. However, the primordial spirit is its root, and the manifest and hidden consciousness is its branches and leaves. As long as the method is right, it will not die if it is erased for a while, and it can be repaired slowly. The information contained in it can no longer be found.Because of this, all the techniques of seizing the house and sending the soul have the basis to be used.

What the monk uses is a very profound method of seizing the house. After erasing the two layers of information of the subject's conscious and hidden consciousness, he condenses his own soul into a "true seed", planting it into the subject's primordial spirit, and slowly growing , seize its root system, turn 'nature' metamorphism.It is very difficult to cast this spell, but after the spell is successfully cast, it will grow naturally, stable and reliable.

Now that the most difficult period has passed, the "true seed" in the soul has sprouted and its foundation is solid, and the monk is naturally full of confidence. He estimates that with the existing power of the "true seed", it only takes half an hour to recover the body's body. The little bit of consciousness left by the former owner can be completely wiped out.

The reason why I spent so much effort to set up the formation is to take this opportunity to conduct a major physical examination to check for deficiencies and make up for omissions, so as to strive for perfection.

The monk's thin face was covered with black air, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and even his bone structure changed.We must know that the soul of a person and the vitality of the body are inextricably linked, they influence each other, and when one changes qualitatively, the other must respond.

At this time, the monk's face showed signs of change, proving that his primordial nature had changed drastically from before, and it also showed that he had completely gained the upper hand: "The villain, what's the point of stubbornly resisting... Hey ?”

The monk opened his eyes suddenly, and a message came from the defensive circle that had been set up. Thousands of feet away, the leaves shook, and the figure shot towards him, so fast!

He yelled: "Who!"

"Hey, Master Zhengyan?"

Surprised voices came from the gaps in the trees, followed by endless laughter: "What a coincidence, I'm going back to the pier, I don't want to meet Master Cheng Yan in this wilderness, anyone will say, you and I are destined!"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Ci's slender figure appeared in the middle of the forest.

Zheng Yan is still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face is drooping, the corners of his lips seem to be hooked, which seems to be mocking.

Is it true that others do not know geography?Yishan Yunzhou Wharf is in the northwest of the cliff city, while this place is in the southwest.The straight-line distance from the pier to here is almost equal to the distance from there to the Cliff City. How bad must Yu Ci's sense of direction be to run to this barren mountain and wild ridge, shouting for destiny?

Therefore, the monk spoke very bluntly: "Fate is hard to know, but Immortal Yu can understand a thing or two. Even now, is Immortal Yu still worried about the poor monk?"

"how you said that!"

Yu Ci walked over with a smile, but the next sentence was bypassed: "Is Master Zheng Yan going to the sky rift valley?"

"Yes." Zheng Yan knew that there must be troublesome things tonight, so he answered and stood up.The expression on the thin face was indifferent, with an air of repelling others thousands of miles away.

Yu Ci didn't think it was disobedient, and sighed with clapping hands: "The Rift Valley, I've had enough of that place. But frankly speaking, it's also the place where I had a great opportunity. If I didn't experience many months there, how could I improve my cultivation?" , touched the door wall of the Lichen Sect, and met a friend like Master Zhengyan? By the way, did Master Zhengyan forget something?"

Zheng Yan said calmly, "I would like to ask Immortal Yu to make it clear."

Yu Ci waved his sleeves: "You and I are friends between life and death, why should you be polite. In fact, if it weren't for the mention of the Rift Valley, I would have forgotten, what did you promise me on the day when the cold wave hit?"

Monk Zheng Yan was slightly stunned, unable to answer for a while.