Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 34 The Secret of the Jade Disc Fragment

"Master Immortal, this is your room."

The shop waiter pushed open the door, bent down and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation and said, "If you have other orders, just pull the red rope in the room, and I will come immediately when I hear the bell."

Tang Hui nodded slightly, then strode into the door.

The waiter gently closed the door and said: "The little one will not disturb the fairy master to rest."

After finishing speaking, the waiter left Room No. [-], Dizi.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, a bed, a table, a chair, a locker, and nothing else. The bed is a hard board bed, covered with cotton wool and sheets, with a white sheet and white pillows on it. The table is a square wooden table with a set of tea sets on it. The chair is naturally a hardwood armchair, new on the seventh floor, and the locker is some years old. It is three floors high and not far from the head of the bed.

There was a small wooden window on the side, covered by a gray curtain. Tang Hui pulled back the curtain, pushed open the window, looked at the scattered cultivators on the street for a while, then walked back to the table and sat down slowly. On the chair, he took out the fragment of a fingernail-sized jade plate that he had just spent four hundred low-grade spirit stones on.

A fragment of a jade plate the size of a fingernail can actually make the five uncles in the five internal organs feel manic and frightened. What kind of high-end stuff could it be?

Immediately, Tang Hui mobilized the five-color spiritual power in his dantian, and used his hands to make rituals one after another. The fragments of the jade plate did not respond as everyone said. To be precise, they rejected the spiritual power.

Tang Hui frowned. When practicing the five-foot long sword, it absorbed like a bottomless pit, but the jade plate fragments repelled it, and the five-color spiritual power couldn't squeeze in at all.From this point, it can be seen that either the jade butterfly fragment is more advanced than the five-foot long sword, or it is a complete waste.

In the world of comprehension, whether one can absorb spiritual power is the easiest way to measure the treasures of heaven and earth.

Immediately, Tang Hui tried to use the single attribute of the five elements to test them one by one, but the jade plate fragments were still repulsive.

Tang Hui stretched out his gloved wolf paws and tapped lightly on the wooden table, thinking hard, and then sacrificed the five-foot stone sword of Lingtai Consciousness Sea and shot a sword aura, hitting the front of the jade plate fragment, the sword aura shattered loudly, The fragments of the jade dish were not damaged at all.

Sure enough, it was hard enough.

At present, this is the only attribute of the jade disc fragments that have been measured.

Tang Hui reached out and picked up the fragment of the jade plate, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes. He found that the broken gap was messy and disorderly. It was not so neatly cut by a sword, but like a piece of leftover material that shattered suddenly.

Tang Hui condensed the spiritual force of his sea of ​​consciousness in Lingtai into one, and used the tried and tested "spiritual stab" to stab at the fragment of the jade plate.

In a daze, Tang Hui felt that his body was light and weightless, and a huge purple palace appeared in front of his eyes, with purple air flying around, and the gate of the palace was so high that he couldn't see the edge at a glance.

Tang Hui walked against the wind, passed through the ten thousand zhang gate full of purple air, and entered the door with fluttering smoke. Blossoming golden lotuses gushed out from the ground, and glazed wreaths hung down from the sky. It was still indistinct from a distance, but only You can see countless purple qi rising one after another, permeating, flying and swinging.

Tang Hui tried to reach out and grab one of the purple qi to absorb it, but the purple qi passed through his palm, his body, and even his head, as if he was a transparent person.

In desperation, Tang Hui continued to gallop forward.

Endless purple energy, endless journey, nothing else.

Walking and walking, besides continuing to fly, Tang Hui tried to shout, but found that he couldn't make the slightest sound, just like a dumb side, losing all the ability to speak.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

Even Tang Hui couldn't feel the passage of time. In short, he was like a paranoid lunatic, he could only keep speeding forward, and he didn't even dare to turn back, for fear that if he turned back, he would lose himself in the dense purple air.

The hustle and bustle of the world has faded away, except for the silence, it is still silence, and there is only a purple ocean in front of you.

Eternal loneliness.

Could it be that to practice Taoism and prove longevity is eternal loneliness?

So what's the point of such a long life?

Tang Hui's Dao Heart began to waver, and suddenly, the wind and clouds turmoiled, and gigantic monsters emerged from the purple air, rushing towards Tang Hui one after another.

Tang Hui was shocked, and reflexively raised the five-foot long sword to slash at the demon, but suddenly found that the five-foot long sword did not appear at all, and the demons rushed towards Tang Hui with grinning grinning, trying to tear Tang Hui to pieces.

Tang Hui recited the mantra again, but he couldn't make a sound at all. His hands seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't move half an inch. What's going on?

The monsters got their wish, opened their huge mouths, and swallowed Tang Hui down in one gulp.

"I am Hongjun, the sage of heaven and earth. This time the Zixiao Palace preaching is officially opened. Three days later, the gate of the Zixiao Palace will be closed and hidden in the sea of ​​chaos. Those who fail to catch up in time can only wait for the second sermon."

"The old man's sermons are divided into three times. He expounds the great way of heaven and earth, promulgates the wonderful principles of all things, imparts three thousand ways, and tells the road to holiness. Anyone who has the ability and opportunity can enter the void, and his own traction path will appear."

"You only need to follow the multicolored stairs to reach Chaos Palace."

Hearing a grand Dao resounding through the heaven and earth, the monsters dissipated one after another unwillingly. Tang Hui woke up suddenly, overjoyed, and a burst of ecstasy in his heart, "33 days away? Zixiao Palace? Daoist Hongjun? Spokesperson of the Dao of Heaven?"

The dao heart that was originally vacillating and faltering suddenly became firm. That is the top boss under the Dao of Heaven. In the prehistoric era, he could easily slap the existence of a saint to death with one palm.

At this time, Tang Hui remembered the conversation between Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and the Patriarch Bodhi. He couldn't remember the rest, but he remembered that Sun Wukong asked repeatedly, "Can I live forever?"

Proving the Dao and longevity, this is the long-cherished wish of many cultivators.

All of a sudden, lights of various colors chased from behind, red, white, green, blue, yellow, pink, purple, black and so on, illuminating the entire sea of ​​purple air. Bright as day.

What the hell.

Tang Hui closed his eyes, and took a quick step forward. In just one step, he arrived in a huge palace, which was so high that it couldn't reach the top. There were six futons filled with purple air in the front, and six people were already sitting on them.

Tang Hui realized that he had enough eyesight and couldn't see the backs of the six people clearly.

Immediately after Tang Hui, Taoists rushed over one after another, and sighed because they didn't grab a seat, but no one dared to make a loud noise. Tang Hui still couldn't see their figures clearly, and could only vaguely recognize the bodies of individual humans .

The originally huge palace was instantly crowded with people, coming and going like a tide, and pedestrians weaving like weaving.

Tang Hui suddenly remembered the situation of the school mobilization meeting before. The huge playground was crowded with students of all grades and classes. Standing on the ladder, thousands of heads could be seen moving.

This palace is more than tens of thousands of times larger than the previous school playground, and it is still packed to the brim, without a single vacancy. Roughly estimated, there should be millions of monks.

"The auspicious time has come, open the altar and preach."

Ge Di, from directly in front of Tang Hui, a huge dark green lotus flower appeared where six futons were sitting around, with seven or seven 49 petals, blooming one by one, and a Taoist sitting cross-legged appeared from the middle, with a face The figure is still indistinct, as if looking at flowers through fog.

The Taoist said loudly: "Dao friends who have not caught up with this lecture can only look forward to the next Yuanhui."

With a flick of the Taoist's cloud sleeve, the tall gate was closed. Many Taoists who had just stepped through the gate were overjoyed and shot at them one after another, for fear that they would be late and miss a word.

"Xian Mi Yuan Tong is the true magic formula. Unfortunately, there is no other way of saying the name of the cultivator. When you come, you are always full of vigor and energy. Keep it firmly and don't leak it. Don't leak it. It is hidden in your body. You will prosper after receiving my teaching. It is very beneficial to memorize the formula. Get rid of evil desires to get coolness; get coolness, light and clean, so that you can enjoy the bright moon on the Dantai; the moon hides the jade rabbit, the Tibetan crow, free tortoise and snake intertwined; Use it, and when you finish your work, you will become a fairy and a Buddha."

As the Taoist on the lotus platform chanted loudly, Tang Hui found out bitterly that he was like listening to a scripture from heaven, and could not hear the meaning at all, so he scratched his ears anxiously.

The Taoists in the main hall are all struggling to understand and think, and occasionally gain something, but Tang Hui can't understand a single word. This is related to the realm.

The six people sitting in the front row are all sanctified beings, and those standing in the back row are either quasi-sages, or Da Luo Jinxian, Da Luo Zhenxian, who is the only one who doesn't even have a golden core, and his combat power is insufficient By chance, Wu's slag came to Zixiao Palace 33 days away to listen to the sermon, how could he understand the vast Dao.

Tang Hui lives like a year, which may be a kind of enviable blessing for other immortals, but for him, it is extremely tormented, guarding the treasure mountain empty, without a key to enter.It's like someone opened a shortcut to heaven for you, but you find yourself embarrassed that you can't move your feet.

hurry, hurry, hurry,

Really anxious!

No immortal paid attention to the existence of this ant. Tang Hui's five internal organs twitched, the ground shook and the mountains shook, as if he heard the sound of the Dao. Could it be that the five uncles in his body are still there?Can they understand?

Immediately, Tang Hui looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, holding Yuanshouyi, sitting cross-legged, listening carefully, not asking for a deep understanding, but just memorizing it word by word, engraving it in his mind, and waiting until his realm has been promoted, before participating Enlightenment.

The three-inch little man in the Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness imitated the sound of the Great Dao chanted by the Taoist population of Lianhuatai, and his body was raised little by little, following the slowly repairing of the devastated sycamore tree. The world is also gradually expanding outward, and the five uncles among the five internal organs have slowly grown four little feet.

Damn, this is the rhythm of snakes turning into dragons.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it is a day, maybe it is a year, maybe it is 1000 years.

The five uncles swelled to more than one meter in length, resembling a small dragon, truly mighty and extraordinary. The sea of ​​consciousness in the Lingtai expanded to a radius of hundreds of feet, forming a small world of its own. The three-inch villain grew to be exactly the same size as Tang Hui's previous life No longer changing, but constantly writing the sound of the Great Dao on the ground of Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the entire ground with a radius of [-] zhang began to generate mountains, rivers, trees, flowers, flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and animals.

It corresponds to the general outline of "Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things".

At this time, the Taoist on the lotus platform kept silent, and then disappeared together with the 79-petal lotus platform. The immortals in the huge palace stood for a long time, seeming to have gained something, and then left one by one.

It was announced that the sermon in Zixiao Palace was over.

At the same time, Tang Hui from Weishanfangshi woke up leisurely, his eyes like lightning.