"When you can't resist, you have to learn to give in, which is a kind of survival wisdom. ”

Tang Bai couldn't remember who said this, but he felt that it made sense, and he liked to keep it in his heart.

At this point, he couldn't resist, but he didn't give in either.

It's one thing to be reasonable, it's another thing to follow reason.

He was taken to a huge stone room by Tao Zhen, Tao Zhen left, she was not worried about Tang Bai escaping, she was very confident in her sealing method.

The stone door was ajar, and Tang Bai really didn't escape, because he knew that escaping was just a waste of his strength.

The stone room is different from the regular building, it is open and spacious, and the things placed in the room are extremely simple, but they are huge, whether it is a stone table, a stone chair or other things, it seems to be magnified dozens of times.

Tang Bai is very calm, he has been going around and around all these years, he is used to living in a fixed place, used to facing an unfamiliar environment, and accustomed to unknown dangers.

In addition, when he practiced the "Nine Yang Sutra", the first yang awakened the mind, the state of mind was natural, and he was not moved by things; the second yang was enlightened, his heart was wise, and he understood cause and effect; how could he be afraid and afraid?

When he was bored, he recalled the Spirit King's performance in the Holy King's Hall and laughed unconsciously.

He has watched various TV series, and although the other party plays this kind of little trick realistically, he still can't hide it from his eyes.

He also saw from it that the Spirit King had something to ask for himself.

He has always believed in a truth, that is, 'if you are courteous to others, you must ask for something'.

Finding a stone squat, Tang Bai sat cross-legged, and he began to chant.

When his heart no longer resists chanting, the scriptures are written. It is an excellent way to breathe and breathe.

Every time the scriptures change, it is a new practice.

Tang Bai knew that the 'lotus seed' was conscious, and it seemed to be adjusting according to Tang Bai's cultivation realm.

Three thousand ancient characters, constantly combined, combined into exercises suitable for Tang Bai's needs, what a strange thing.

But there are many strange things, and Tang Bai has become accustomed to it.

Although Tao Zhen's Yin and Cold Qi restrained Tang Bai's true yuan, it could not bind the 'lotus seeds' of the dantian.

With the sound of the scriptures, Tang Bai felt that his mind had an extremely faint connection with the 'lotus seed', and then the 'lotus seed' produced a faint suction.

The cold qi that sealed the dantian was inhaled into the 'lotus seed', and the true yuan followed the veins, ran Zhoutian, and then returned to the dantian.

Tang Bai opened his eyes, let out a long breath, thought for a while, turned his thoughts into eyes, and looked at the wings behind him.

He 'saw' that there were many more subtle blood vessels in the shoulder blades, which were connected with the blood vessels in the body, which was very natural.

His mind moved, and then a blazing white light emanated behind him, and his wings spread out, and with a gentle fanflap, he floated into the air.

Then he landed in mid-air and was about to walk outside.

Suddenly, a bell rang in his sea of consciousness, and the bell seal on his eyebrows emitted an endless golden light.

The bell rang again, and the bell seemed to come from another world, and the sound wave was like a stone smashing into the water, swinging in all directions.

Time stood still in the bell, in a trance, Tang Bai seemed to see the red glow in the sky, saw the rising sun, and saw time regressing.

In less than half a meal, the golden light in Tang Bai's eyebrows suddenly converged and returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Tang Bai came to his senses, and he felt something break through the air from a distant place.

It's a strange feeling, like suddenly seeing a fragment of the future.

Then, there was a sudden shout outside the stone gate, although the sound was loud, but it was very beautiful.

Tang Bai walked out of the stone house, and after passing the corridor, he saw Tao Zhen standing in the garden, clutching a square giant tripod with both hands.

The Quartet Juding seemed to have its own consciousness, constantly vibrating in Tao Zhen's hands, and wanted to break free.

One person and one Ding are deadlocked together.

Golden opportunity!

Tang Bai spread his wings and fled towards the garden.

Tao Zhen looked at it, his eyes widened angrily, he shouted, his left hand grabbed the Quartet Juding, and his right hand grabbed Tang Bai like a dark cloud.

The space froze, Tang Bai was like a beetle wrapped in amber, unable to speak, unable to speak, and could only watch Tao Zhen's huge palm fall from the sky, like a five-fingered mountain, to suppress himself under the mountain.

At the last moment, the other giant hand was faster than Tao Zhen, and he saw the void brilliance flashing, and Tang Bai disappeared without a trace.

There is a high mountain in the Yin Ling Mountains, named Yin Ling Mountain, this mountain has no vegetation, like a whole piece of black stone, towering in the black clouds, bare like a pillar of climbing the sky, and on the top of the mountain, it is smooth as a mirror, as if it is sharpened and polished by a knife.

At this time, there are four big flags standing on the top of the mountain, the main wood in the east, the flag is blue, and the face is embroidered with the green dragon totem of soaring clouds and mist; the main fire in the south, the flag is red, and the face is embroidered with the vermilion bird totem full of flames; the main gold in the west, the flag is golden, and the face is embroidered with the white tiger totem with the body like snow; the main water in the north, the flag is black, and the face is embroidered with the Xuanwu totem of the same body of turtle and snake.

Standing on the top of the mountain on all sides, whirring in the yin wind, in the center of the big banner stood a white-haired old man with a height of nine feet, this person was the Taoist who had appeared in the temple of the Holy King, and also the shaman in the mouth of the Spirit King and others.

He originally stood with his eyes closed, but at this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and pinched a strange magic seal with both hands, and four rays of light shot out from the magic seal, only to hear him suddenly shout 'Disease', and the four rays of light disappeared into the surrounding black fog in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the night, a dragon roar came out from the eastern land, and then the black mist that swirled around the Yin Ling Mountain continued to surge, and a thousand zhang long green dragon light and shadow flew out from the black mist, showing its teeth and claws, so majestic.

The Taoist squinted his eyes slightly, and said in a voice, a wooden sword flew out of his hand, growing bigger and bigger in the void, and a sword slapped on the back of the green dragon; only to hear a mournful groan from the black mist, and the thousands of feet of the green dragon became smaller and smaller, and pounced into the big blue banner on the top of the mountain.

Standing on the big banner in the east, the blue light is shining, and the totem embroidered on it is also strangely alive, and a green dragon is constantly swimming on the surface of the flag.

Immediately afterward, in the south, there was a bird's chirp, and a huge firebird flapped its wings and flew in, and when it saw the Taoist, it opened its mouth and spit out a black flame, like a black magma heavenly river, suddenly surging towards the Taoist.

The Daoist's face was calm, and then with a wave of his hand, his sleeves grew larger and larger in the air, enveloping the surging black flames, and with a flick of his fingers, the huge firebird became smaller and smaller, flying straight towards the red banner in the south.

A fiery red light instantly emanated from the southern flag, wrapping the firebird and gathering it on the flag, and the Vermilion Bird totem on it also had a breath of life.

In the western land, the tiger roared, accompanied by the infinite yin wind, and came straight to the Yin Spirit Mountain.

In mid-air, the yin wind slashed at the Taoist like thousands of flying knives, and in the flying knives, a snow-white tiger appeared, hidden in thousands of flying knives, and rushed towards the face.

The Taoist smiled and muttered, "There are a lot of evil animals, I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

After saying that, he took out a black rattan stick and called out 'Hold' in his mouth.

The black rattan instantly tied the white tiger strongly, and then shrank tighter and tighter.

The body of the white tiger is getting lighter and lighter, and it may disappear at any time.

The white tiger finally lowered its arrogant head, it was unwilling, and roared twice in a low voice, venting the dissatisfaction in its heart.

The Taoist snorted lightly and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you still have some use, Dao Ye let you wait for the heroic spirit to be wiped out." After saying that, with a casual move, the rattan flew back upside down.

The white tiger knew that he was not the opponent of the Dao, he looked at the golden banner on the top of the mountain, roared, turned into a white light, and poured into the totem of the golden flag.

The Taoist looked at the northern land again, and suddenly his expression moved, and his right hand was grabbed from the void, and the palm of his hand did not know how far to travel, and then the brilliance dispersed, and there was a young man with a height of nine feet in his hand.

This person is none other than Tang Bai.

When Tang Bai saw the Taoist, he was surprised and said, "It's you?"

The Taoist nodded, did not speak, and then looked to the north again.

Tang Bai smiled bitterly, stopped speaking, followed the Taoist's gaze, and opened the perspective eye.

Tang Bai's pupils faintly lit up, the infinite distance was constantly narrowing, and vaguely, he saw a huge mountain peak in the far distance, and the three big characters of Xuanwu Mountain were engraved on the peak wall.

On Xuanwu Mountain, a huge pagoda was suspended at this time.

The pagoda is divided into nine layers, each of which is shimmering with complex talismans, exquisite textures, and exuding an esoteric atmosphere.

On the pagoda, the golden light flickered, turning into golden circles of light, enveloping Xuanwu Mountain.

In the golden light, mixed with the murmuring of the scriptures, the golden light has a holy and meditative brilliance, strong and brilliant.

On Xuanwu Mountain, a huge spirit turtle has a pitch-black giant snake coiled on its back, the giant turtle has four legs straight, as if holding up a piece of sky, and the head of the giant snake is raised high, spitting out black light, resisting the golden light of the pagoda.

Around Xuanwu Mountain, there are four great monks dressed in monk's robes.

They kept reciting scriptures and pinching their handprints, sacred and solemn.

Their mudras are extremely peculiar, containing incomprehensible formations, horns and interconnected, forming a whole with the pagoda in the air, as if the four of them have become the spirit of the pagoda.

The pagoda is an amazing Buddhist artifact that is drawing Buddha light from the void and penetrating into the lines of the pagoda.

They are refining Xuanwu Mountain.

The Taoist said, 'Bald donkey is looking for death!', and then his right hand was unfolded, growing bigger and bigger, and a huge whirlpool appeared in his palm, like a huge storm on the sea tearing everything apart.

The black clouds and mist around him were surging endlessly, gathering in the vortex of his palm, forming a huge black hole.

In the black hole, there is a strong cold energy, condensed into a pitch-black sun, emitting a strange and dark light, and a terrifying aura spreads out.

The evil qi contains all kinds of extreme negative emotions, even Tang Bai, who has practiced the "Nine Yang Sutra", loves the influence of evil qi, and the sea of consciousness is also full of illusions, as if he is in hell, he can't control himself, and he will always fall into his nose and can't be liberated.

The Taoist was like a god and demon, his eyes were ruthless, and his huge palms, together with the black sun, did not hesitate to slap towards the pagoda in the north.

The four great monks sensed something, and the scriptures they chanted became faster and faster, and in the void, there were magnificent scriptures everywhere.

The Buddha light drawn from the void by the pagoda is becoming more and more intense, and the power of blessing is getting stronger and stronger.

At the moment when the Buddha's figure appeared, endless black light shrouded from the distant horizon, unstoppable, like the demonic energy in the depths of the nine shadows, submerging the Buddha's phantom.

The Buddha became a demon, the pagoda assimilated in the black light, and the power of the Buddha eclipsed all splendor and caused all living beings to sink in the sea of suffering.

It's an unstoppable light!

In less than half a pillar of incense, everything was submerged in infinite black light, and the huge Xuanwu Mountain turned into nothingness, and only one huge Xuanwu fell into the palm of the Daoist.

On the top of the mountain, with a wave of his hand, Xuanwu turned into a ray of light and poured into the big banner in the west.

The four flags form a whole, and each side of the flags exudes a mysterious atmosphere, and the four colors of light, blue, red, white, and black, on the top of the Yin Spirit Mountain, form an invisible space barrier, forming a new space.