On this morning, Mu Ye came back from outside, stepped into the dense forest, and asked Zhuo Chuan and the others how they understood and recited the ancient scriptures.

"I've memorized everything!" Xiao Tingting said proudly, very happy, thinking that she was very remarkable, and she could memorize the entire scripture in just half a month, and not miss a word.

Hearing this, Mu Ye nodded and chuckled, he put away the monastic scriptures, and then left again, because when the time came, he wanted to return them to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Before leaving, he left a sentence for Zhuo Chuan and the others: "Adjust your own state, and I'll take you to a place later, looking for an opportunity to open up the divinity of the body." ”

As he spoke, the figure of the animal husbandry gradually disappeared into the dense forest.

It didn't take long for Zhuo Chuan to wait in the courtyard for about a quarter of an hour before he reappeared, then left with the two of them and walked outside.

Passing through the dense forest, the three of them walked towards the bottom of the Hanging Mirror Peak! Animal Husbandry led the way in front, Tingting followed Zhuo Chuan quickly, a small hand tightly grasping the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Pastor, where are we going?" Zhuo Chuan asked, along the way they met a lot of monks from Hanging Mirror Peak, and they all greeted them respectfully after seeing the pastor, and the latter also responded one by one with a smile.

"Ziyang Valley!"

The animal husbandry introduced to them that it was the place where the cave was named, and when you look up in the valley, you will find that there is a purple sun hanging above the sky!

A monk with a wise root who recites the monastic scriptures here can induce a wisp of purple qi to fall into the body, thereby stimulating the divinity in the body, opening the Dao Dharma, and so on, and thus embarking on the path of cultivation.

And now it is early in the morning, which is the best time for the purple qi to fall, so Mu Ye took Zhuo Chuan and the two of them over to ask for that mysterious opportunity.

"In the Purple Yang Cave Heaven, the cultivation of ninety percent of the monks all started like this, and I was no exception. He said, heading straight for his destination.

After descending from the Hanging Mirror Peak, they continued to walk towards the east, and in only half an hour, a misty valley appeared in front of the three of them.

Ziyang Valley is not big, and the surroundings are steaming, like a fairyland, as if it does not exist in this world, looming.

Outside the valley, a small building stands, antique!

"That's the Sunset Tower, where ordinary monks need to verify their identity when they enter the Purple Sun Valley. However, the animal husbandry did not mean to take Zhuo Chuan and the two to the Sunset Tower, and went towards the valley without hesitation.

"You are the disciples of the peak master, there is no need!"

He explained that leading the way in front, the disciples outside the valley did not stop them, and smoothly walked into the misty fog, Zhuo Chuan saw this and quickly pulled Tingting to follow, for fear of getting lost.

After a while, the three of them saw a light in their eyes and came to the interior of the Purple Sun Valley.

Lush trees, fragrant flowers and plants, and rays of sunlight streaming overhead, reflecting an ancient wooden tower in the center of the valley.

Zhuo Chuan looked up at Cangyu, and it was really as the animal husbandry said. Far away in the sky, a round of purple sun hanging, strange and noble, people can't help but have a sense of reverence.

At this time, on the wooden tower in the Ziyang Valley, there were several teenagers sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and meditating, wanting to attract purple qi into their bodies, open the divine rules in their blood, and become cultivators from then on.

"Time is running out, so let's go first. Mu Ye said, pointing to the behemoth wooden pagoda standing in the center of the Ziyang Valley, "Climb the tower, sit cross-legged on it, calm your mind, and silently recite the monastic scriptures in your heart, and a wisp of purple qi may fall from the sky......

Then, Zhuo Chuan and Xiao Tingting set off, quickly walked over, and began to climb the tower.

Following the bend of the ladder around the tower, the two began to climb, trying to reach a higher position as much as possible, because the closer they were to Ziyang, the easier it was to pull out the purple qi.

Half an hour later, they stopped at the ninth floor of the wooden tower, found a place to sit, and began to try to unlock the divine potential in their bodies.

Because, if you go up again, there will not be enough time, and it will be difficult for purple qi to descend after the early morning, so you have to wait until tomorrow to come again.

Xiao Tingting sat not far from Zhuo Chuan, at this time she seemed to know the importance of this matter, closed her eyes very steadily, and silently recited the practice scriptures she had memorized before.

"Shocking Sun Sutra!"

Zhuo Chuan looked at the round of purple sun, and the scriptures in his mind appeared, and every word seemed to have life, flickering from his eyes one by one.

In the valley, a shallow mist surrounds the surroundings, covering the trees, like a dream!

In this way, time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took, and faintly a purple qi fell from the great sun, drifted down the void, and flew straight towards the wooden tower.

"Tingting ......"

The wisp of misty qi missed his body, and slowly landed on Xiao Tingting, who was sitting cross-legged beside him, and then turned into smaller wisps, entering her body from her seven orifices.

Zhuo Chuan saw everything in his eyes, and felt very miraculous, and his desire for cultivation in his heart was a little more.

The next moment, he suddenly realized that his mind was not focused, and his heart had not calmed down until now, and he was attracted by external objects.

"Meditation, meditation!"

He closed his eyes to himself, leaving behind all other thoughts that had nothing to do with cultivation, and immersed himself in the "Sutra of the Shocking Sun", constantly reciting silently, hoping to lead the next wisp of purple to it.

Zhuo Chuan completely sank his mind!

Slowly, he gradually entered a wonderful realm, obviously with his eyes closed, but the surrounding scenes all rushed to come to mind, such as the wooden pagoda and the Ziyang Valley.

The figure of the girl sitting cross-legged next to him also appeared, completely outlined, real and clear.

This is an indescribable feeling, Zhuo Chuan can't describe it, he only feels like his soul is out of his body, wandering outside the object, looking around, but he can't speak, he can't interfere.

"It's ...... My body?"

When he looked down, he was surprised to find a young man sitting cross-legged, it was himself!

"What am I in now......

Zhuo Chuan was surprised, in his current eyes, the whole world was gray and cloudy, there was no color, Ziyang Valley, Wooden Tower, and monks were all black and white!

However, when he looked up at the round of the sun, the purple light was clear, and at this time it became the only thing with color in the whole world, noble and lofty, like a god emperor surveying the sky, which made Zhuo Chuan have the urge to bow down.

"Ziyang!"

Zhuo Chuan's eyes could no longer take his eyes off, from that round of the great sun, he seemed to see the revival of all things, the decay of the universe, the rebirth of heaven and earth, and the opening up of Hongmeng......

The sun is the beginning of life and the source of all beings!

He was obsessed with it, forgetting his own state, forgetting time and place.

At this moment, Zhuo Chuan seemed to be the sun on the heavenly dome, rising and setting, looking at the world, high above.

Whether it is the prosperity or the end of the world, it has always been, consistently, and has never changed!

"Transcendent Extra......"

I don't know how long it was, it could be a moment, it could be a year, Zhuo Chuan finally looked away, no longer looking at the dazzling purple sun.

Suddenly, he felt a biting cold, penetrating into his soul, so cold that it was unbearable for a moment.

Airplanes!

There was a strong suction force from beneath him, pulling at the soul and trying to get it involved.

"It's my flesh!"

Rumble!

The spirit of the fugue finally entered the physical body, and Zhuo Chuan got out of that wonderful state, the cold feeling disappeared in an instant, and a gust of wind blew, raising his black hair, and gently caressing his cheeks.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes and returned to normal.

"You're finally awake!"

A relieved voice came, and when Zhuo Chuan turned his head to look, he was bumping into a delicate little face, looking at him like a monster.

Of course, this was not said by Tingting, but from the animal husbandry standing behind her, who was frowning and looking at Zhuo Chuan at this time, thinking intently, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Brother, do you know what time it is?"

Xiao Tingting muttered and stared at him, her little face was very close, her little eyes were wide-eyed, and she was puffing out.

"I'm dying of hunger!" she said indignantly, very dissatisfied with Zhuo Chuan.

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan reacted, looked at the heavy night in surprise, his heart fluctuated, and he couldn't believe it.

He didn't expect that it would take him so long, and when he woke up, it was already twilight!

Thinking about it, Tingting and Mu Ye have always stayed by his side, and they haven't eaten yet.

Zhuo Chuan pinched his nose in embarrassment, he didn't know what to say, he accidentally fell into the wonderful realm, wandered outside the object, forgot the time, and only woke up until now.

"Hmph, I can't wake up, I sleep like a pig!" Tingting looked very cute when she was angry, staring at him with her waist crossed, thinking that Zhuo Chuan was asleep while practicing.