Chapter 2: The Old Realm
When he woke up in a hazy way, Yang Yan found that he had inexplicably come to a dark and confined space, and just when he was puzzled. Suddenly www.biquge.info, a loud and wide voice exploded in his ears......
"Heaven and earth are capricious, do you know that Gu Qiang or Xinsheng?"
This...... Is it a dream? The confused Yang Yan thought for a while and replied
"Heaven and earth, throughout the ages, how can we talk about victory or defeat?"
"If you kill one, you will save hundred. Kill or not! ”
"Who did you kill?" Yang Yan asked
"Innocent ordinary"
"Kill! If you are close to your family, you will lose your life! ”
"If the people who support the people hurt my family, do they kill or not?"
Yang Yan sneered: "If you hurt my family, you are the enemy of eternity, no matter who he is, kill him!" ”
saw that his happy family was destroyed in an instant, his father disappeared, and his mother died of illness. Nowadays, Yang Yan hates people who hurt his family and friends the most.
"Good, good! Good boy, if the old man could have seen it as thoroughly as you saw back then, he wouldn't have made such a fuss...... Not to mention, the law of cause and effect is all determined by heaven. I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it......"
The old and regretful voice came faintly, and Yang Yan hurriedly asked, "May I ask what kind of place is this, who are you, and why am I here?" ”
"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who you are. Boy, today you and I are fortunate to be by this fate, but I don't know if it's your luck. You don't need to ask now, when the time comes, everything will be clear......"
"What is it......" As soon as he finished half a sentence, Yang Yan suddenly felt that something seemed to be being used on the top of his head, and he raised his head.
A golden imprint was heavily seared on his eyebrows, and the violent burning sensation made Yang Yan can't help but scream.
At the same time, a huge stream of information frantically poured into Yang Yan's brain. For a moment, Yang Yan felt that his head was about to explode.
Fortunately, the instinctive protective mechanism of the human body reacted and made Yang Yan faint.
Yang Yan, who was in a coma, didn't know that an old man in a dark blue robe with snow-white hair and white hair was looking at him with a relieved face.
"Talent aside, this kind of mind is barely qualified. I'm lonely, but now I'm a fellow traveler......"
After speaking, the old man waved his sleeves, and the entire space instantly dissipated into a white light.
And Yang Yan also magically returned to his room, and even vaguely heard the old man's words
"Boy, practice hard. We'll see you again when you break through the Mortal Realm, and I'll tell you everything you want to know, including your father......"
What the? Father?! Hearing this sentence in a trance, Yang Yan turned over and jumped up, is it a dream? Looking at the room he was familiar with, Yang Yan shook his head blankly, not for the injuries on my body! And the moment his eyes skimmed over the mirror, Yang Yan was stunned!
A pattern with two golden curves resembling an eye, vividly imprinted on his eyebrows!
Lying on the mirror, Yang Yan's body trembled faintly.
It's not that he's afraid of the inexplicable imprint on his head, but that he finally has a glimmer of hope for finding his father, although this glimmer of hope is not sure if he can find his father, but this is a comfort to the soul!
"Mom, I finally have news from my father, don't worry, I'm just breaking the sky, I want to find him!"
wiped away the tears in his eyes, and when Yang Yan, who lowered his head, raised his head again, his eyes full of sadness had turned into burning fighting spirit!
"It's just that I only know that the soldier is the fourth level of the king, what is this mortal realm?" Yang Yan, who couldn't figure it out for a while, simply studied this strange imprint on his head first.
"I look like this now, so much like the Erlang God in the mythology of the old times, my surname is Yang, this time it's really Qi." Curious, Yang Yan reached out and touched the imprint on his eyebrows.
Suddenly, Yang Yan's mind seemed to have been cleared of a layer of clouds, and a corner of the sky was revealed. 、
"The way of heaven hangs high on the top, overlooking all beings. However, those who follow the heavens are sad, and those who go against the heavens die! ”
"If our monks set foot on this path, one mistake will be a place of no return, and they will be ready to die at any time. Remember! ”
"The way of my path lies in the sigil spell. The ancient way is also, the law is the first. Mysterious and mysterious......
The obscure scriptures and cultures are flowing streams, lingering in Yang Yan's mind, and countless runes containing the laws of truth flicker in Yang Yan's eyes.
After a long time, Yang Yan gradually came back to his senses. Exhaled softly, a pair of bright eyes seemed to be shrouded in a different kind of brilliance at this moment.
"It's amazing, I didn't expect that these things that were just legends in the old days actually existed, and I was so lucky." At this moment, he was already vaguely unable to control his mood Yang Yan, and he really wanted to yell a few words wildly.
During that period of time, an inexplicable message came out of Yang Yan's mind, and after careful understanding, it was an exercise called "Taishang Meditation Chapter", which was different from any exercise Yang Yan had ever seen, and he did not need any training from cultivators and the injection of potions.
Just sit there quietly and meditate with your mind.
In addition to the main exercise of this "Taishang Meditation Chapter", there is also a skill of talismans, which is to use the mana obtained from the cultivation of the exercises to condense the spiritual guidance to draw those characters that contain the supreme truth of heaven and earth. This is not just an imitation of the cat and the tiger, but it is necessary to carefully figure out the artistic conception of the drawn talisman in order to succeed.
When using it, it should also be used with the corresponding mudras, mantras, etc., and even the power of the talisman can be temporarily sealed through a suitable carrier and kept for future use.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, it's not inferior to those pioneer card masters, or even surpassed."
If it was only because of this that he could find his father, then now Yang Yi is sincerely interested in this inheritance!
Yang Yan, who couldn't wait, hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and practiced according to the information in the "Taishang Meditation Chapter", this exercise is very simple is a painting, but the things painted are a little peculiar, not landscapes, plants, birds, beasts, fish and insects. It's a big day with a red and gold edge!
As long as the practitioner keeps visualizing in his mind, when he will be able to close his eyes and complete the visualization. That's the first door.
Yang Yan slowly closed his eyes and calmed his turbulent mood. Contemplate this round of red sun with all your might.
Gradually, Yang Yan's breathing became more and more stable, and his expression became more and more relaxed. And at this moment, in his mind, a huge red sun burning with golden flames was hanging high in it, although it was a visual thing. But Yang Yan seemed to feel as if he had fallen into a crater, and his whole person was about to be evaporated.
If someone stood beside Yang Yan at this moment, they would find that under his skin, an air flow was like a small snake moving wildly, and Yang Yan's body began to ooze sweat continuously.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Yan slammed to the ground, gasping violently. At the same time, a majestic hunger slapped heavily on him like a big wave, and the unbearable hunger made Yang Yan frantically eat a whole box of nutritious meals before it subsided.
"Oh my God, this is even more intense than my usual super-intense training." However, after sighing, Yang Yan still stretched out his right hand with a little pride, and the index finger and middle finger were together, and a light blue and almost invisible light slowly emerged from Yang Yan's fingertips.
"Brother, this can be regarded as a rare cultivation wizard in a hundred years......" Yang Yan, who barely laughed at himself, could no longer resist the constant exhaustion and fell asleep deeply......