However, after the talisman was integrated into the Yuan Infant, even if Chen Gong was walking with the sword, he was not afraid of the wind of heaven and earth to hurt the Yuan Infant, but he was restrained by the statue of the flesh god and the temple like a kite, and it was difficult to stay away at all, it was a kind of containment from the divine soul, Chen Gong knew that this was because his Yuan Infant was not strong enough to condense it.

Generally speaking, when a cultivator has just cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage, although he has a Yuan Infant who can host the Yuan Shen, even if he does not have a physical body, he can also rely on the Yuan Infant to transform into a cultivator and scatter immortals. But after all, the Yuan Infant at this time was too weak, and ordinary Yuan Infant monks would not let the Yuan Infant leave the body, unless they had to abandon the body in serious danger.

But Chen Gong couldn't wait now, and he didn't want to wait, he had an uneasy premonition, feeling that something must have happened to Bai Yue, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to return the Void Immortal Alchemy Technique for so long and wouldn't have made a trip to the Mountain Temple.

The containment of the mountain god statue made Chen Gong unable to stay away, which gave him an urge to destroy the mountain god statue, but this god statue was already equivalent to his physical body, destroying the physical body, even if he had a yuan baby, he could not exist alone for a long time, unless he turned to cultivate the scattered immortals, and now that he has a god position in his body, God knows if he can cultivate the scattered immortals.

The trees in the mountains are green and yellow, and the weather is getting colder again.

Chen Gong stood in front of the mountain temple night and night, looking at the world in the distance, and occasionally walked out of the mountain temple under the shroud of sword light, came to the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak, sat there, and saw farther away.

The sky was snowing heavily, and white smoke rose from the sky above the mountain temple, and the snow fell on the mountain temple and melted into white gas.

A monk dressed in a gray robe walked along the path down the mountain, holding a huge iron bowl in one hand and a nine-ring tin staff in the other, with long, large sleeves hanging down to his knees. Along the way, the nine rings on the tin rod struck each other, clanging, the sound was crisp, but I didn't feel noisy when I listened to it, but there was a sense of quietness.

When he passed by the mountain temple, he had already walked by, but he suddenly turned back.

I saw that he came to the front of the mountain temple, and said to Chen Gong who was standing at the door of the temple: "Donor, may I ask if you can cross the river by following this mountain road, after arriving at the Dangqu River?"

Chen Gong couldn't see the mana fluctuations on this monk's body, but he felt that he was extraordinarily transparent, as if he saw a piece of jade, and immediately said: "When you get to the river, walk along the river, you can naturally see it." ”

The monk wanted to turn around and leave, but he stopped, turned around, and said, "Donor, how is the road to the white cloud in the sky?"

"If you practice hard, you will naturally be able to fly away in the air. Chen Gong looked into the monk's eyes and said, the monk was very calm after listening, just like the answer he got when he heard the last question for directions, and he didn't seem surprised by Chen Gong's answer.

The monk thanked him, his eyes fell to the temple, and he suddenly asked, "Donor, is the statue of the mountain god you?"

"It's me," Chen Gong nodded and said.

"And who are you?" asked the monk.

"Naturally, I am also me. Chen Gong replied.

"Can one person be split in two?" the monk looked curious.

"No," Chen Gong shook his head.

"But you have been divided into two, one is the idol and the other is you. The monk continued.

"I am just the body of an infant, and I am one with the physical body, so naturally I can't be counted as a person alone. Chen Gong shook his head again.

"But you have already left the flesh, why do you say that you and the flesh are one. The monk asked.

"Because I am not strong enough to stay away from the flesh, I am bound by the flesh. Chen Gongdao.

The monk suddenly laughed and said, "I think the donor can clearly separate the primordial spirit from the physical body, but he would rather be trapped. The reason why you have been tied is because you have not cut off the restraint of your physical body, and it doesn't matter how high or low your mana is, you can break it with your only thought. ”

Chen Gong's heart moved, and he hurriedly said, "Please also ask the master for guidance." ”

"You don't prioritize, so you're naturally trapped. After the monk finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Chen Gong frowned, and before he could speak, the monk had already walked away, drifting away in the wind and snow, becoming blurred.

Chen Gong was still standing in the mountain temple, looking at the long wind and snow, watching the series of footprints in front of the mountain temple gradually being covered by the snow, and after a long time, he muttered, "I don't distinguish between primary and secondary?"

When Chen Gong was on the earth, he once came into contact with some side branches of cultivators because of the removal of a killer organization called the poisonous snake, who majored in the primordial god and regarded the flesh as an accessory of the primordial god, a carrier, and a skin. It is believed that as long as the primordial spirit is strong enough, it can obtain the path of immortality.

It is only possible that the primordial spirit is difficult to cultivate, and often the primordial spirit has not yet been completed, and the physical body has been rotten, but it makes the primordial god who is still in the weak stage have nothing to rely on, and finally dies.

Therefore, among the later cultivators, the vein of refining the gods gradually declined, and the veins of refining qi became popular, so the later cultivators were also called qi refiners, and they took strengthening the physical body and condensing the primordial spirit as the cultivation method, which can be said to be both internal and external cultivation, and the probability of achieving the avenue is much higher.

Chen Gong's previous path of cultivation naturally belonged to the line of Qi Refiners, although his Yuan Shen was far stronger than ordinary cultivators, but he also attached great importance to the physical body, otherwise he would not have the physical body that was as strong as a magic weapon in his later years.

It's just that after arriving in this virtual immortal realm, everything seems to be different again, especially the appearance of Shinto, the role of the divine soul talisman is far more important than the physical body, and it seems to be an alternative interpretation of the vein of refining gods.

Thinking of this, Chen Gong's heart was cheerful, he always felt that it was the god statue that tied his Yuan Infant, and it was the connection between the physical body and the Yuan God that made him unable to stay away, but in fact, it was the mindset that he had cultivated for hundreds of years that prevented him from leaving, so the monk would say that this so-called bond could be broken with just one thought.

Chen Gong's hand swept in the void, and the Red Flame Sword turned into an invisible sword qi and appeared, among which there was a demon lotus with electric sparks swaying, like a fire lotus in the void, burning quietly.

Chen Gong stood still, his eyes closed.

After a long time, his already quite condensed Yuan Ying suddenly turned into a ball of pure energy, slowly merging into the fire lotus in the sword light, little by little, extremely slowly.

Fortunately, no one came to the mountain temple on this snowy day, otherwise someone would have seen a lotus-shaped flame suspended and burning in a refraction of light, and an almost colorless energy light outside.

The snow was still falling, and the mass of energy in the mountain temple had disappeared, only a fire lotus shrouded in sword light was still burning, and the sword light slowly converged, and finally disappeared, only a dark red lotus flower was in the temple.

However, if a lotus flower flies everywhere, it is inevitably a little shocking, Chen Gong thought of the wonder of this demon lotus, and thought of the allusion of Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, the lotus slowly changed shape between burning, and finally turned into a red butterfly. This Red Flame Sword can already be transformed into an invisible sword and become a butterfly, but there is no flaw.

In the middle of the snowstorm, a dark red butterfly flew out of the mountain temple and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Now Chen Gong's state is very similar to the scene when he sent his spiritual consciousness in the fire dragon rope, this Red Flame Sword is like his incarnation outside his body, allowing him to entrust the Yuan Shen. It's just that the primordial spirit consciousness in his body was stronger before, and the fire dragon rope was equivalent to his clone. Now his main primordial god is in the butterfly of the red flame sword, and there is only a distraction on the body of the god statue.

Compared to the body in the temple enjoying the incense, the butterfly body transformed by this sword qi is really much easier, neither the restrictions of the mountain god talisman, nor the trouble of the forbidden immortal nightmare technique, it is indescribably free, if he can, Chen Gong would prefer to be such a butterfly.

No one knew that the butterfly that flew out of the mountain temple was Chen Gong, even if he was a clever monk, he would be confused by the psychedelic power of the Demon Lotus Soul Cup, and he couldn't see through his true body, just thinking that it was just an ordinary butterfly, and Chen Gong was still trapped in the statue, still absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, but with a trace of agility missing.

It was still snowing in the sky, the mountains and rivers were frozen, and the butterflies were flying among the snowflakes, which seemed to fly very slowly, but with each flap of their wings they flew over a mountain.

In the wind and snow, flying over one mountain after another, the butterfly came to the sky above a mountain range, which looked like a chessboard from the sky, and each mountain was like a chess piece on a chessboard, crisscrossing it.

There is a majestic and tall mountain peak in the center, the upper half is already in the snow, and the lower half is foggy rising from the mountain, and there is no white snow cover, which is exactly where the Heavenly Killing Peak where the ancient Xiaomen is located.

The butterflies fall with the wind and snow and fly straight to the mountainside. It was burning with fire when Chen Gong left, and a house had been reduced to ashes.

When Chen Gong fell, he saw a grass and wooden house that had been crushed by heavy snow, and he knew in his heart that Bai Yue had not returned here for a long time.

Hovering and flying over the collapsed grass and wood house, he was about to leave, when he suddenly felt a special breath, and looked along the breath, but it was an unknown green vine, this green vine is not long, and there is still a dark green flower blooming in this snowy weather.

As soon as Chen Gong approached, a voice suddenly came from above the vine flower: "Is it Senior Brother Chen Gong?"

Chen Gong was a little puzzled, his butterfly incarnation was not something that anyone could see, so he said loudly: "Who are you?"

The vine flower suddenly stretched out and turned into a person, standing quietly in a green ink dress, with an ethereal and dreamy atmosphere in this snowflake.

"It's you, why are you here?" asked Chen Gong in surprise, she was the Wushan Goddess who rode a tiger from Heavenly Sin Peak back then.

The Wushan Priestess said: "When I was in the underworld, I wanted to kill Ying Chenghuang, but my mana was not enough, and when I was about to die, I was saved by Senior Sister Bai, who brought me here. ”

Chen Gong heard her call Bai Yue as her senior sister, and also called herself a senior brother, and thought in his heart that it was most likely Bai Yue who accepted apprentices on behalf of the teacher and included this Wushan goddess in the Guxiao Gate.

Chen Gong conjured into the appearance of his main body and asked, "Why did you want to kill Ying Chenghuang, do you have any great enmity with him?"

"My sister died because of him, and if he hadn't taken me into hell, how would my sister have died. She had a sad look on her face, which Chen Gong had seen when he saw her alone when he was in the underworld.

Chen Gong suddenly remembered the colorful tiger she was riding, and asked, "Is that the tiger?"

The Wushan Priestess didn't answer, but Chen Gong knew that she had guessed correctly, because the sadness on her body was a little thicker.

Chen Gong asked again, "How did you recognize me?"