When Tang Bai woke up, he felt extremely refreshed, and his whole body was extremely relaxed; as if he had not slept for many days, he had made up for sleep, he was full of energy, and there was an indescribable excitement; he vaguely felt that there was something more or less in his body?

This made him extremely puzzled, this chanting was completely different from the past, could it be that the 'lotus seed' had a mutation?

The balance of the operation of the Heavenly Dao, there must be a glory when it is dry, and there must be a gain when it is lost, the avenue bears yin and yang, and all things are mutually reinforcing and restrained, which is the rule of the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

It is impossible for the 'lotus seed' to break the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

He consciously looked inward, and couldn't help but 'look' into his body, only to 'see' that the sea of qi formed an endless transparent 'plain', and in the 'earth' of this 'plain', the 'lotus seed' was buried deep in it, and if he looked closely, a crack had broken on the surface of the 'lotus seed', and the crack exuded a sacred and elegant atmosphere.

And on the surface of the 'lotus seed', there are four characters of the scriptures are still conspicuous, one is fire, two is color, three is blood, four is yin, the rough view has not changed much, if you look carefully, you will find that the four-character scriptures are sometimes symbols, sometimes words, sometimes points, sometimes become things, changeable, impermanent, and uncertain.

This four-character scripture is the so-called spiritual seed in practice, and there was originally a spiritual seed of 'life', but when he was in the Qingqiu Mountains, he was taken away by the character of Zhihai 'Heaven'.

Tang Bai's consciousness continued to penetrate into the lotus seed, and he wanted to really understand everything about the lotus seed.

He felt that the culture of the 'fire' scripture had become a sea, a boundless sea of fire; he felt that the culture of the 'color' scripture had become a fog, and many indescribable scenes had emerged from the fog; the scripture of the word 'blood' had formed a curse, exuding a strong aura of blood; and the culture of the 'yin' scripture had become frost, cold and frozen.

These four-character scriptures are all absorbing the different qi between heaven and earth and nourishing the growth of 'lotus seeds'.

Tang Bai also felt different wills in these four ancient words, the will was insignificant, unspeakable, inconceivable, vast and ignorant, mysterious and mysterious, non-spiritual, illegal, non-magical, vaguely, and the word 'Dao' appeared in his mind.

All things are born and all things have a way.

Tang Bai felt different Taoist meanings, he tried to understand them, but the Taoist meanings were elusive, seemingly minimalist, but in fact they were complex and obscure, indescribable, and incomprehensible.

Cultivating immortals allowed him to see a magical world, and what he saw and heard was beyond his understanding of the world, but the scriptures of 'lotus seeds' made him feel unfathomable; if one word of scripture is one, then the three thousand scriptures of the "Lotus Sutra" are not three thousand avenues?

Tang Bai was taken aback by his own idea, but vaguely felt that this idea was correct.

He found that the cultivation of immortals is only the tip of the iceberg in cultivation, just as in the secular world, immortals transcend the scope of martial arts and are omnipotent existences; at this time, when he looks at the cultivation of immortals, it is only a corner of the scenery on the road.

At this time, he seemed to be standing on the top of a towering mountain, looking down, all things were small and ignorant, and he actually gave birth to the feeling that 'all living beings are ants, and everything is like floating clouds'; he is like a god, one word can judge life and death, one thought can destroy all beings, he is ruthless, no desire, no thought, no feeling, no good and evil, no good and evil.

He felt that he was standing at the bottom of the mountain, looking up at the unattainable peak, he saw the spring flowers thanks, the summer rain was endless, the autumn leaves were yellow, the winter snow was fluttering, the river was exhausted, the mountains and rocks were dust, he saw the years like a shuttle, everything was dying and reborn in it, he saw the rolling red dust, how many beautiful women and heroes, all laughed and talked.

Unconsciously, but in a deep state of silence.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up from Jingwu.

At this time, his mind is pure, his mind is pure, and then he looks at the sea of qi, and he has become a dantian, and in the dantian, a wisp of innate essence is a species, which can build the foundation of Jindan Avenue.

Looking at the 'lotus seed' again, there is no fear in the heart, and there is no magic, the hoe in the hands of the old farmer, like the knife in the hands of the chivalrous, that's all.

He was a little lucky, the dantian true yuan was surging, covering his whole body, like the water of a river, surging endlessly, and when he clenched his fist, he felt that every cell was full of power, which could penetrate the heavens and the earth, and he knew that this was an obstacle in his cultivation.

Once the cultivation breaks through the realm, it is impossible to avoid this kind of obstacle that confuses people's minds, and gives rise to the perception that it is omnipotent and does not know the height of the sky; the higher the realm, the stronger this obstacle becomes, and the easier it is to go mad.

Tang Bai took a deep breath, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and turned his head to look around.

The space has changed greatly, and the blood-red city has somehow fallen out of the ground? The ancient buildings that had collapsed were like an earthquake and turned into ruins; looking up, there was no strange red mist in the sky, and it was no longer a fiery world; it was hazy, obscure, and dark, although the light was dim, you could see the pale white moonlight, and you could see that countless stars were slowly disappearing, proving that the night was about to pass, and the light was coming.

Tang Bai couldn't help but wonder, wasn't this place the Yin Spirit Mountain Range? How could he see the moonlight and starlight? Also, the howling wind was blowing constantly, why couldn't he feel a trace of coldness at this time? The life and soul in the heart of the eyebrows were very comfortable? Or was he dreaming, or hallucinating. ”

Thinking of this, I couldn't help pinching my thigh, only to feel unbearable pain, only to realize that everything in front of me was real.

The silent environment made Tang Bai's heart become quiet, he lay on the ground casually, looking at the darkening sky, looking at the gradually fading starlight, motionless, he just watched, thinking about nothing, his body and mind were extremely relaxed.

When the sky was faintly bright, Tang Bai saw that the morning sun in the east dyed a large cloud red, and the fiery red sun broke through the darkness and shone on this land that had not had sunlight for many years.

He stood up, this dead and silent place was no longer the fiery world, but an ancient and vicissitudes of history, and the vitality of life until death, and he also felt a faint strange energy fluctuation.

This fluctuation is extremely weak, but it has a vast and yang energy like the sun.

Tang Bai followed this faint breath and found an old wood carving under the shattered stone tablet.

This wood carving is three feet long and wide, dark red, extremely heavy to start, Tang Bai looked at it for a long time, and could not see what kind of wood it was, it looked extremely hard, but for some reason, it was covered with cracks like spider webs;

The wood carving is a monk with an open chest and falling breasts, a laughing appearance, just like the legendary Maitreya Buddha, even if there are countless cracks in the wood carving, it does not destroy the peaceful and compassionate artistic conception on the Buddha statue.

And behind the wood carving, there are also carved a lot of small words, he took a closer look, slowly identified, found that it is a set of Buddhist practice methods, called "Jiuyang Sutra", pay attention to the gods such as the scorching sun, read like the rising sun, a thousand evils are difficult to approach, all evils are not born, it is a method of cultivating the idea of the sea.

Although there are only about 1,000 words in the "Nine Yang Sutra", it is divided into nine layers, also known as nine layers of heaven, one layer and one yang, and the most rigid to yang.

Tang Bai's heart moved, under the mistake of yin and yang, his sea of consciousness has formed the thoughts of blood and yin, there is already an inexplicable cause and effect, evil thoughts are difficult to get rid of, once they can't be suppressed, they will go insane, and it will be difficult to control themselves. Xu Xiaosan once said that Buddhism specializes in cultivating spiritual knowledge of the sea, dissolving cause and effect, and upholding the wisdom of the self; I thought that Buddhism's cultivation method was difficult to find, and it didn't take much effort to get it.

He was secretly happy in his heart, so he wanted to put the wood carving into the purple gold ring, and wait until the bad environment was stable before practicing, and he didn't want the air around him to surge, and a sense of danger surged from his heart.

As soon as Tang Bai's mind moved, the wood carving was included in the purple gold ring by him, and then his feet stepped on the ground, and the person jumped out like a frightened rabbit, which was the way he learned to avoid crises in the world, watching all kinds of animals, instinctively make the general come out; sure enough, before he could stand on the stake, a large black net flew from mid-air, enveloping the space around him.

Tang Bailai didn't think much about it, his body was like a tiger leaping into the abyss, the whole person flew out, when he landed, his hands and the ground were propped up, and he jumped again, only to hear the sound of 'ding ding ding' behind him, thinking that as long as he took a step slower, these 'ding ding' sounds would happen to him.

When he landed again, Tang Bai had already arrived at the edge of the square, he turned around, and saw a man in black shirt who was in his thirties, looking at himself fiercely, seeing that he couldn't bear himself, he couldn't help but shout in a low voice: "Boy, give the wood carving in your hand to Lao Tzu, grandpa will leave you a small life." ”

Tang Bai was already secretly annoyed that the black-shirted man was plotting against him, and he didn't speak, as soon as his mind moved, the kitchen knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the black-shirted man with a knife.

He has just turned the sea of qi into a dantian, a little true spirit as a seed, and built the foundation of the golden pill, how can the true yuan be comparable to just entering the Great Yan Sect.

The sword qi was like substance, carrying two evil qi of black and red, like a black and red evil dragon, slashing towards the man in black shirt.

The black-shirted man's face was pale, he grabbed it casually, and a big black hand appeared in the air; the palm of the hand that was as black as ink seemed to be a thick black mist; in the black mist, countless souls surged in his palm, rushing towards the speeding sword light, like eating mulberry leaves, 'clicking' to swallow up the invisible knife qi.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Tang Bai was taken aback, but the big black hand grabbed him like a dark cloud, and he didn't have to think about it in a hurry, and threw out a 'Heavenly Thunder Charm' in his hand.

The spell was like an invisible lead, detonating the spell, and the huge thunder and lightning slashed on the big hand, only to see a burst of screams and screams from the black mist, and the huge black hand collapsed in the thunder.

The man in black said angrily, "Look for death." Then the light flashed in the air, Tang Bai felt goosebumps on his neck, and a cold and murderous aura came towards him, he didn't think about it, the kitchen knife in his hand slashed towards the edge of his neck with an extremely sensitive feeling. Hearing a 'ding' sound, a cold light split from the void, and a flying sword several inches long was split into the void.

Xiao is Tang Bai is so alert, a finger-length wound was still cut on his neck by the flying sword, and the blood flowed, and his head was almost cut off by the flying sword.

Moreover, this flying sword was so sharp that the kitchen knife in Tang Bai's hand almost broke in two.

In this fight, Tang Bai knew that he was not the opponent of the other party, so he casually used the kitchen knife as a hidden weapon and shot it out, and then as soon as his body moved, he fled to the crippled wall.

The man in black avoided the kitchen knife, and when he saw Tang Bai wanting to escape, he secretly 'snorted', and the flying sword became an afterimage again, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the top of Tang Bai's head.

At this moment, Tang Bai had an extra fiery red magic sword in his hand, his eyes became very weird, and a faint flash of lightning had already captured the trajectory of the flying sword, and then a fire spirit qi slashed at the flying sword, and then the flying sword flew out;

On the ancient bluestone slab, he stepped on deep footprints one by one.

The man in the black shirt didn't expect Tang Bai to be so slippery, his heart was angry, and suddenly he let out a long howl, took out a paper crane casually, and said something in his mouth, the paper crane became bigger and bigger, opened his mouth and let out a crane chirp, flapped his wings and flew up.

The man in the black shirt jumped up, landed on the paper crane, and chased straight towards Tang Bai.

One of the two of them jumped over the mountains and forests on the ground, and the other chased them in the sky by cranes, chasing and fleeing, and the distance was constantly narrowing.

The man in the black shirt was about to send out his flying sword, when he saw a black whirring stone smashing at his chest, and he hurriedly dodged it, and was angry when he saw a small fire finch crash into the paper crane like lightning, burning the runes on it, and the paper crane turned into a ball of fire after a miserable chirp.

In the light of the fire, the firesparrow spat out a scorching wave of fire and burned towards the black-shirted man.

The brilliance on the black-shirted man's body dispersed, and a transparent light wave blocked the fire wave, and then pointed at the fire sparrow, which could not withstand the power on the fingertips, and instantly exploded, turning into countless sparks scattered between heaven and earth.

When taking advantage of this obstacle, the distance between the two was widened again.

The man in the black shirt was so angry that the three corpses were violent, there was smoke in the five orifices, his body moved, the volley was empty, and the speed was even faster than when he rode the paper crane; in a few breaths, they narrowed the distance between each other; and then a palm was swung out, and the pitch-black palm continued to lengthen, like a long rope grabbing Tang Bai; between his palms, there was also a strange voice that sucked the soul and made people unstable, and the soul in the center of the eyebrows was about to move, as if it was about to be taken out of the body by this strange sound.

Tang Bai gritted his teeth, and pasted the two Dan talismans he bought in the market on his feet, turning into a whistling wind, and his speed instantly increased several times, escaping from the attack range of the pitch-black palm.

The man in the black shirt was so angry that he shouted, he was a Jindan cultivator, he was always escaped by Tang Bai, and he couldn't help but be angry, he was the devil of demon cultivation, and his evil thoughts were together, he was controlled by thoughts, his eyes were red, and the black fog on his body was misty, and he just wanted to grab Tang Bai and peel his skin, and refine his soul with yin fire.

I saw him open his mouth and bite the tip of his tongue, and suddenly a mouthful of thick essence blood was in his mouth, poof!