The Song of Covering the Sky

Chapter 221

There is something, but how to open it is another matter.

The secret of the word "Lin" was created by Tianzun Ji Mie. Its function is to allow monks to enter the forbidden gods, and it has an unimaginable temptation for a Tianjiao who aspires to become emperor.

Forbidden God is a taboo field, one of the symbols of the young emperor, and it is also the strongest state of a person, and non-emperors cannot stay permanently.

But Linzimi is useless to him, although he can't stay there, he can enter it often, maybe the God Forbidden is also the key to unlock the small wooden sign.

Afterwards, he entered the realm of forbidden gods, and when he carefully observed the small wooden sign, he found that densely packed characters were beating on it, but when he looked carefully, he found that they were all symbols and patterns, and what was recorded was indeed the secret of the word "Lin".

After thinking about it, he memorized these symbols, although he didn't need them...

In fact, he is not very interested in the Nine Secrets. Wu Shi never collected them, nor did the Queen Mother of the West. Now he has the True Dragon Fist, the Phoenix Treasure Art, and his uncle's Forbidden Art and Six Paths of Reincarnation. Fist, I also have the seal of life and death, etc.!
Sometimes, too many esoteric techniques may not be useful, and the one that suits you is the best.

The human body itself is a treasure, which is endless. As long as you keep developing yourself, it will be inexhaustible. The road must always be walked by yourself. This is why every emperor and emperor is unique. They are all pioneers and walk ahead. Forerunner of the road.

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On the edge of the lake, there is a thatched hut, a few ancient trees, and a piece of bluestone, which is very simple, with some wild herbs growing.

Tiange sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone in front of the thatched hut, with a small golden and black tree behind him, he meditated to enlighten the Tao, practiced his own method, and ignored worldly affairs, the sound of chanting scriptures came out of his body, emitting a bright light.

After so many years of walking, the Tao in his heart has already had a direction. He meditates all the time, and the rest is to create his own path.

Walking his own path cannot be achieved overnight. As early as many years ago, he was thinking about his future path, and he had a deeper understanding after becoming a saint.

Now, step by step, he has established his own way and realized his own way. Tiange has a feeling of gradually clearing the clouds and mists and seeing the blue sky, and suddenly becomes clear.

Especially in the past few years, I have gained the most!
One after another, the ancient characters jumped out, revolving around him, turning this place into a piece of Taoist soil.

Looking from a distance, one after another, the words of the Tao are densely covered in the void, like they are made of metal, shining brightly, full of complicated and profound meanings, setting him off like a fairy.

His three-color bitterness also emerged at the same time, and the ancient scriptures rumbled, echoing in his heart, making his body radiant, and sending out a true voice.

"Prove the way with strength, collapse all ways, the way of creation, the source of all things, the way of life and death, the cycle of heaven and earth."

His entire body was glowing, and bursts of Dao Ming came out, majestic and dazzling.

The ancient characters jumped out of the body one by one, and all the secret realms were full of brilliance, like bright and clean Taoist platforms, blooming with immortal brilliance.

At the same time, portals are also opened in the body, revealing a mysterious atmosphere, which seems to connect the heavens and the world...

For two consecutive months, he realized in loneliness, calmed down and searched in boredom, the fog in his heart was blown away, and his path became clearer.Asking the heart and seeking the way, this is a crucial process of accumulation and precipitation!
In the end, he wants to detach himself and find his own way. After years of quiet enlightenment and thinking, he has become more and more determined about his own way.

On this day, Tian Ge looked more and more majestic, like a god and demon sitting cross-legged, with black hair loose, eyes closed and meditating, his body was as bright as divine gold, and the five secret realms bloomed with immeasurable celestial light.

In his body, it seems that there are three thousand Buddhas singing in meditation, and it seems that there are three thousand demon masters shouting angrily, revolving around him, and the avenue is roaring constantly.

The three-color sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, with waves soaring to the sky, filled with the aura of immortality.

The three lotus flowers stand separately, vibrating constantly, opening and closing slightly, as if a living body is breathing, full of mystery.

A picture of Taiji gods and demons, standing in the sea of ​​bitterness, seems to traverse three thousand realms, even piercing the nine heavens, exuding immortal divinity, living with the heaven and earth forever, competing with the sun and the moon for glory.

Sacred and vast, people can't face it, and want to worship it.

Nine black stars hang high up, the demon is intimidating and touching, the horror is boundless, and people can't help giving birth to endless fear!Even if it is just a slight rotation, it seems that the heavens and worlds can be collapsed.

These are companion creatures in his body, but they are too cold to be used!

Tian Ge sits on the bluestone, densely packed with ancient characters, sprinkled with immortal splendor, setting him off as extraordinary and refined, as if he has broken through time and space from the past, the present, and the future.

One dust and one realm, the dust is endless, connecting one household after another, there are thousands of realms in the world.

The same is true of the human body, which contains endless doors. During the process of cultivation, monks open door after door to release their true nature.

The Tao he cultivated needed only his own strength, and he only needed to open the treasures in his body and open the divine doors in his body.

The human body is one, transforming into two qi.The way of the extreme, pure and undivided spirit.Everything in the world originates from this.

The Dao stands in oneness, creates the heaven and the earth, and turns into all things...

In the end, he sighed and opened his eyes. In his eyes, it seemed that the universe was shattered, the world was first opened, and everything was revived!
"The creation of the world is not so easy to go, and the cycle of reincarnation is not so easy to establish...First achieve Taoism, then create the world, and then establish reincarnation!"

This is a process, the journey is long and difficult, the distance is unbelievable, and the difficult number ten can't do anything!
But he didn't want to give up, he wanted to go to Xiangu, to see Concubine Yan, to use the inner world as the basis, create a world, establish reincarnation, and then resurrect her, resurrect her grandfather, grandmother, and parents!

"I want to see your face again, your smiling face..."

Tian Ge caressed the ring on his hand, feeling a pain in his heart, he who has always been calm, unknowingly had turmoil in his mood.

The love is naturally strong in the depths, what was not cherished in the past, in exchange for what is irreversible now!

Sitting silently on the bluestone, he took out a jug of old wine and poured it with his head raised. He somewhat missed that woman, her playfulness, and her every frown and smile!
The great lake is quiet and misty, with a radius of thousands of miles, no creatures dare to break in.

On the shore, the ancient trees are verdant and full of vitality, and the elixir plants grow on the cliffs, exuding a fragrance.

The silent wind blows, rattling in the forest, and the hazy lake is rippling, undulating with the wind.

I don't know when the drizzle started, and it was continuous. In the drizzle, he seemed to be baptized by God. The rain wet his shoulders, dripped into his heart, cleansed his soul, and enjoyed the sublimation of life!
The jug talks about parting, and the wind and rain urge people to go.The tearful eyes never cleared, and the melancholy still gathered.

A rain, a dream, a road...

(End of this chapter)