Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Sea of Stars
"Amo, the tongue is also counted in cause and effect. The lazy voice of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info came from the mouth of a young man in green clothes, who was sitting under a tree not far away, covering his mouth with his hands, looking like he had just woken up, but his graceful posture was not reduced at all.
His appearance made Mo Ziqi's body stiffen instantly, he had just exhausted his mana by urging the golden gourd, but at this time, these two people could appear around him silently, obviously cultivating without having to be low.
In fact, he himself has just laid the foundation, and even the foundation is not yet solid. Before, as long as he revealed that he was from Chaisang Mountain, he would hardly deliberately embarrass him in the world of cultivators, not for anything else, mainly because the great reputation of Chaisang Mountain had already entered the hearts of cultivators. This is the only place where the demon clan lives hidden in the human world.
"The mountain of Chaisang, there is a lot of silver on it, and there is a lot of blue and cold stone ochre under it. In the Book of Mountains and Seas, legend has it that Tao Yuanming once lived in seclusion here. It's just that there are few people, and there are many gods in Chaisang Mountain, which is a place where fairy beasts and snakes have lived for generations.
Later, after Nuwa Niangniang became sanctified, the beetle snake clan chose a place to live in seclusion and disappeared from everyone's sight, but this clan has a cold and short-term temperament, and its strength is domineering.
It's just that a mortal in the realm of Mo Ziqi, if it weren't for the Wind Snake by his side, where would anyone believe that it really represents the Snake Clan? As soon as he spoke, he habitually claimed to represent Chaisang Mountain, but he forgot that he had just taken away the soul of the Wind Snake and cut off the connection with its divine consciousness, and naturally there was no breath of the Snake Clan on his body.
However, I have to say that to be able to live to this day, Mo Ziqi is naturally not a fledgling stunned youth, I saw that after his body stiffened for a moment, he immediately recovered to its original state, but the expression on his face was not as arrogant as just now.
"Two fellow Daoists, I don't know what's the matter?" Speaking again, Mo Ziqi had regained his previous gentleness, looking like a harmless scholar, only the unfading pale on his face showed that everything that happened before was not false.
"Tsk, Lu Zhan, I thought you changed your face fast enough, but today you met an opponent. "The red-clothed Langjun-Zheng Mo shook his head, and he didn't see him move, but in the blink of an eye, he sat down next to Lu Zhan, who was still a few feet away from him.
The corners of Lu Zhan's mouth curled slightly, but the words he said were extremely choking: "Change your face? Lu is not a servant, why do you need to change your face very quickly?"
The two of them asked and answered, but they didn't look like they had the slightest intention to answer Mo Ziqi's question, but there was irony in and out of the words, and Lu Zhan's words even implied that Mo Ziqi was not as good as a servant.
Seeing the two of them like this, Mo Ziqi was angry in his heart, but he didn't show a trace on his face, only to see the sleeves of his robe shake, put away the snake body of the wind snake, clasped his fists with both hands and said: "In this case, Mo Mou will leave." ”
After that, the energy he had just accumulated was transported, and a flying sword appeared under Mo Ziqi's feet, and it was about to carry him away. Obviously, Mo Ziqi didn't want to talk to Lu Zheng and the others anymore, and just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, after all, his golden gourd was not so legitimate, and he had just delayed a little time with the wind snake, at this time, Mo Ziqi only hoped to leave this Dongzhou realm before the gourd owner chased after him.
Who knows, just as Mo Ziqi's flying sword was about to leave the ground, Zheng Mo suddenly shouted: "Old man Jin, this person is going to run away, you won't be able to catch up anymore!"
And as soon as he said this, Mo Ziqi's flying sword was stunned, and a low pressure that did not belong to anyone present suddenly pressed down.
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Meng Zhan woke up from the meditation, opened his eyes, and saw Wang Mei sitting opposite with his eyes closed, and the expression on his face couldn't help but soften - just because of Wang Mei's words, he fell into an epiphany, and this epiphany naturally varies from person to person, some people have an epiphany for a few months, and even more so in terms of years. But there are also people who have an epiphany for a moment and will come back to their senses.
Meng Zhen is the latter this time, on the one hand, he has thirty years of accumulation, on the other hand, his previous cultivation in domineering has stood at another height, yes, this time Wang Mei woke up, although his cultivation skyrocketed, but it didn't take too long.
He coughed lightly, stood up, and said to Wang Mei opposite him, "Xiaolang, let's continue?"
At this time, Wang Mei has also opened her eyes, but she did not react to Meng Zhan's question, Meng Zhan looked carefully, but found that her eyes were a little dull, obviously not fully sober, Meng Zhan secretly speculated, it seems that his epiphany this time was not as short as he imagined......
Shaking his head, he stepped forward helplessly, pulled Wang Mei up to his back, and couldn't help but congratulate himself for having foresight, and had already discussed the direction with Wang Mei before. Even if this little man is still half-asleep and half-awake now, he doesn't have to waste time.
Wang Mei was pulled to her back by Meng Zhu, but she didn't say a word, her hands instinctively went around Meng Zhu's neck, and after stabilizing her body, her eyes closed again.
It's really not that Wang Mei is lazy, but at this time, most of her divine consciousness is still on the comprehension of the exercises given by Tiger Face. I don't know if it was stimulated by the cultivator world that Meng Zhen said, Wang Mei never wanted to be stronger. What she said before was not just an inspiration to Meng Zhen, it was indeed her own thoughts.
In this troubled world, she must be strong to protect what she wants to protect. And if you want to be strong, half a year's life is obviously not enough, so the top priority is to strengthen your body.
Xu is the reason why the clan has always been close to her skin, and Wang Mei's desire for strength was easily captured by the tiger face. Therefore, after Meng Seal was settled, Humian stopped the gushing "formation sermon", and instead asked Wang Mei to settle down.
Wang Mei listened to the words of the tiger face, and drew up his own figure in the divine consciousness, and stepped into a quaint door with the tiger face, different from the tiger face giant clock he saw last time, at this moment, Wang Mei was in a vast sea of stars.
On the black-blue sky, silver stars twinkle, as if they were far away and as if they were very close, sometimes they flickered with each other, changing different shapes, sometimes sliding down like meteors, and then rising one after another.
It's as if this is not just a canopy, but a world, a world full of life. These colorful stars are the creatures inside them, laughing and chasing. And Wang Mei stood among these frolicking stars, and everything around him seemed so vibrant, giving birth to Wang Mei's desire for life to the extreme.
So, when she came back to her senses, she was already among the stars, and she couldn't see the way out.
Before the panic of the unknown could arise, it was suppressed by her usual good self-control. She heard her voice echoing in the deserted sea of stars: "Tiger Face, where is this?"
In the time of a cup of tea, she only heard her own echo in the sea of stars, and Wang Mei felt for the first time that her voice could be so noisy. Just when she thought that her voice was going to loop indefinitely, Tiger Face's voice slowly sounded:
"The mind has been opened, and the Dharma can be cultivated. This place is the sea of stars, the place of your enlightenment. ”
After finishing speaking, Wang Mei found that a chime with a full body of brilliance appeared in front of him - different from the one engraved with the "Tao Te Ching", this clock is even larger, and there are more nails on it.
The huge nails on the bell gradually disappeared under her gaze, and the clock face gradually became smooth and recognizable, just when Wang Mei could vaguely see his own shadow on it, the clock face changed again, and I saw four large characters in seal font gradually emerge - "Star Dou Essence".
After these four words appeared, the bell exploded, and the golden light that turned out after the explosion gradually evolved into a bell frame floating in the void. The bell frame is divided into three layers, each of which is hung with a different number of bronze bells of different shapes.
Wang Mei looked carefully, these bronze bells were not windless and automatic, but in the sea of stars, small starlights that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye rushed to sprinkle down and hit the bronze clock face, making it shake and make different sounds.