Volume 1: The Cycle of Death Chapter 43: Death
In the cultivation realm, the Purple Mansion, or the place where the sea is known, is actually not a specific acupoint, or a specific structure in the brain, on the contrary, it is a place that does not exist, at least ordinary people will not find it until they reach the Jindan stage when they enter the realm of enlightenment or foundation building.
Because of the place of Zifu, only when people reach qualitative change through an extremely large amount of spiritual power, can they create such a place in their minds to accommodate spiritual power.
At that time, after countless compressions, the spiritual power gradually began to change into what the cultivation world called divine consciousness.
Although the spiritual power of the monks in the foundation building period is extremely strong, the cultivators can also fly with objects or volleys, but that can only last for a short time.
Only when the monk truly exercises his divine sense, can he truly have the ability to control the flying sword and travel thousands of miles, and it is precisely because of this that there is what the cultivator said.
Entering the Jindan realm, it is my generation.
This is also a stage where mortals have really undergone qualitative changes, not only that, because of the emergence of divine consciousness, the monks of the Jindan period have also begun to truly contact the countless true rhymes of the Great Dao between heaven and earth.
Although Zhang Ming is just a mortal, he has gone through countless painful experiences between life and death, and because of the mysterious power of infinite circulation, which constantly replenishes Zhang Ming's soul.
Therefore, Zhang Ming was also blessed by misfortune, and his spiritual power became stronger and stronger between life and death, and he had already surpassed the level of ordinary people, and even reached the level of Jindan realm.
After all, not everyone can die and come back to life.
Now Zhang Ming gathered all the spiritual power in his body, impacted the purple mansion between his eyebrows, and forcibly smashed the non-existent place, opening up a place where he could accommodate all his spiritual power.
And after this endless spiritual power was filled into the small Purple Mansion, these huge spiritual powers were constantly expanding in the small place of the Purple Mansion, filling this newly opened place.
However, the newly opened Purple Mansion is also constantly compressing Zhang Ming's spiritual power, making it more and more condensed, and even in the end, it has the feeling of solidifying into a liquid state.
Wait until the process is completely stabilized.
Zhang Ming suddenly felt as if he had opened his eyes and clearly saw the world around him.
It was then that he learned that he had been saved by the little girl.
"Touching ......"
"Oops!"
Hearing these two voices, Zhang Ming couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.
He felt like he was a little fond of this little girl.
......
"Little slut and that wild man, I won't let you two go, I'll go back to the village now and tell your uncle about your little slut and that wild man, and then see if your uncle can't come over and break your legs!"
The woman came out of the temple and planned to return to the village.
But the woman stopped suddenly, and her ears moved slightly.
Madame has excellent hearing, and on weekdays, women rely on these two ears to listen to other people's private words, and if there are ears on the wall, it is a woman like that
"This voice is ......"
A look of astonishment appeared on the woman's face.
While the woman stopped to listen, a wild boar with a red glow and fiery steam was rampage down the mountain, and from time to time a tree the size of a bowl or even an adult's waist stood in front of it.
But without exception, they were all knocked down by this wild boar that had gone crazy, and as the wild boar continued to run, his size continued to grow, from the size of a normal wild boar at the beginning, gradually changed to a tiger and leopard, and even later had the size of an ordinary black bear.
The boar's swollen size was like a boulder tumbling down from a cliff, and the sound the woman had just heard was the sound of a tree falling and hitting the ground.
At first, the sound of the collapse was far away on the mountain, and the woman did not really hear it, but as the wild boar came down the mountain in a frenzy, the sound became clearer and clearer.
And the target of the wild boar has changed dramatically to the mountain temple under the mountain.
"The wild boar has become sperm!"
Seeing the snow rolling down and the huge boar falling in all directions, the woman made a terrible sound, and then fell to her knees with weak legs, and couldn't get up for a while.
But the wild boar will not stop its pace because of the fear of humans, the wild boar that has left the forest, its eyes are red, it seems to have lost its mind, looking at the mountain temple in front of it, it is even more crazy howl.
Immediately afterward, the boar lowered its head and slammed into the mountain temple.
"Don't get out of the way!"
At this critical moment, the mountain god sculpture that was originally just a statue in the mountain temple suddenly released a golden light, and the golden light turned into a burly divine soldier, and the whole body was surrounded by divine light. In an instant, he stepped out of the mountain temple.
It's just that the mountain god is a little embarrassed at the moment, and countless cracks crisscross his mountain god's golden body, like a broken porcelain, which has been reluctantly glued up.
At this moment, whether it was Zhang Ming lying on the offering table, or Lin Jianghe curled up in the bamboo stick, they all focused their eyes on the mountain god whose golden body was about to be shattered for a moment.
None of them even noticed that there was a fallen mountain god living in that ruined temple!
In fact, if it were in a temple where incense was flourishing, Zhang Ming and Lin Jianghe, who might already have divine sense, might be able to spot the gods in that temple at a glance, but now the incense in this temple is declining, and the gods are not visible.
Zhang Ming and Lin Jianghe didn't know for a while that there was a god beside them.
The mountain god, who was already unable to protect himself, actually picked up the Guan knife in his hand at this moment, and angrily stabbed at the wild boar that rushed towards him.
The golden light knife instantly sank into the boar's right eye, and pierced straight through the boar's eye, and then the light was full for a while, as if a small ball of spiritual light bloomed at the tip of the knife.
The sword-wielding mountain god also used all his strength to plunge the sword in his hand into the boar's head and kill it.
It's a pity that the knife only sank into the boar's eye, and it was directly stuck between the boar's bones, saying that he couldn't get an inch, and the boar was even more crazy because of the pain, and he shook his head in general madness.
The mountain god, who was already broken by his golden body, had a few more cracks on his body, and these cracks continued to expand, and other cracks were involved, and for a while it was like communicating the heavens, thunder, and fire.
The mountain god, who had already lost most of his strength, suffered irreversible terrifying damage, and the first to bear the brunt was the Guan knife in the eye socket of the wild boar, at that moment, the sharp knife was shattered, and even the golden body with the mountain god was broken and cracked, turned into a golden light, and re-submerged into the mountain temple carving.
Fortunately, however, in the life-and-death struggle between the mountain god and the boar, the boar seemed to be a little afraid of the mountain god of the mountain temple in front of him, or perhaps his own instinct to warn him to stay away from the place where he had been injured.
So the wild boar, who had lost an eye, hesitated for a moment and bypassed the dilapidated mountain temple in front of him, and then ran frantically towards the distant mountain village in the distance!
The boar's huge hooves stomped fiercely beside the woman, causing the woman to tremble again, as if she was about to be frightened to death in the next moment.
But the boar didn't care about the ant.
Running directly from the woman's side toward the bottom of the mountain.
At this time, the little girl in the red jacket in the mountain temple was standing at the door of the mountain temple in a daze, not knowing what to do?
If it weren't for the sudden action of the mountain god, the wild boar would have trampled the little girl in the red jacket standing at the door into a pulp before rushing into the mountain temple again.
"The wild boar is fine, the wild boar is fine!"
The little girl in the red jacket heard the woman's screams in her ears, so the little girl hurriedly ran out of the mountain village temple and saw the woman curled up on the ground.
"Auntie...... Auntie, are you alright?"
The little girl hurriedly reached out to help the woman on the ground up, but the woman curled up and did not let the little girl in the red jacket in front of her support her.
It wasn't until the little girl in the red jacket inadvertently said that the wild boar seemed to be going to a distant mountain village, that the woman stood up as if she had been trampled on her tail, and shouted:
"Xiaobao, my Xiaobao'er is still outside!"
The little girl in the red jacket knew that the little treasure in the woman's mouth was his cousin, that is, the son born to the woman in front of her and his uncle, and she couldn't help but show a worried look on her face.
Realizing that her son might be hurt, the woman jerked herself aside from the little girl in the red jacket beside her, and then raised her feet and ran frantically towards the distant mountain village.
At this time, she no longer cared about the little girl in the red jacket and the wild man who appeared in the mountain temple, and the woman's own heart was only the son who was still playing outside.
When the woman rushed to the remote mountain village, she found that the village was already in shambles, all kinds of ruins had collapsed, and a wailing cry resounded throughout the remote mountain village.
Seeing the woman's arrival, some of the villagers who were crushed under the rubble wailed and called the woman's name, hoping that the woman could save herself, even if it was for herself.
But at this time the woman cared about the group of fellows, her heart was full of bad thoughts, and the woman called her son's name in despair, and hurried home.
Along the way, she saw people die tragically under the hooves of wild boars, and she also saw people crushed under the collapsed treehouse, blood spilling all over the ground.
The woman's heart became more and more panicked, his steps became more and more urgent, and even the shoes under his feet did not know when they had already fallen off, and his bare feet stepped on the hard stones, marking blood one after another, but the woman did not have any consciousness!
Until he saw the husband kneeling at the door of the house and the little treasure lying in a pool of blood!
And for a time the woman fainted.