Chapter 7 Red Dust
This supernatural power was created by referring to various philosophies, psychology, myths, and other things he saw with his own eyes.
The supernatural power is taken from the world, so it was named Hongchen by Jiang Yuan.
The green silk and red dust are 30,000 feet, and I have transformed into the universe.
Therefore, this Hongchen Divine Power is not only used by Jiang Yuan to fight the enemy, but also used by him to strengthen his Dao heart.
There are so many temptations in the dust, especially in this modern society.
Joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sorrow, fear, shock, lust, lust, lust, lust, lust......
All kinds of emotions and desires are obstacles to the cultivation path, and he has to warn himself at all times not to be blinded by this flowery world.
As for why it was a half-finished product, it was because this divine power was not as powerful as he expected.
In Jiang Yuan's imagination, it was the thirty-six techniques of Tiangang.
Mediate creation, reverse yin and yang, call for wind and rain, and soar through the clouds......
These well-known supernatural powers, but if he has one, Jiang Yuan feels that he can go directly to the sky.
It's like the magic power of Hongchen, not only does cultivation need the assistance of items, but the power is also pitiful, not to mention that the function is not perfect.
In Jiang Yuan's imagination, in addition to having the function of cutting off Hongchen and confusing others, Hongchen's supernatural power should also be used to cut off cause and effect and converge karma.
Killing is to protect life, and cutting karma is not killing people.
Cultivators, no matter how merciful they are, the word killing is still a hurdle that cannot be bypassed.
But whenever you kill, cause and effect and karma will be generated, and there is no magic weapon that can cut off cause and effect, so under the entanglement of cause and effect, will it affect your path of cultivating immortals?
Jiang Yuan didn't know, but he didn't dare to take risks, so he needed such a magical power.
But the fact is that he overestimated himself, and now the Hongchen Divine Power only has the effect of confusing others.
But then Jiang Yuan thought about it, it was normal for the supernatural powers to be like this.
After all, the self who created this supernatural power has also embarrassed the immortal cultivators.
Suppressing all kinds of strange thoughts in his heart, Jiang Yuan turned around and turned on the lights in the Qiming Pavilion, and then began to clean up the things in the pavilion.
As for the people from the outside, they can monitor if they want.
I haven't done anything to spy on myself for so long, and I don't feel malice in them, so let them go.
It's really not good, Jiang Yuan can still go to those old men in the Daomen.
Jiang Yuan's status in the Dao Sect is not low.
While thinking about the future, while putting the positions of the various utensils in Qiming Pavilion back to their original positions, Jiang Yuan, who cultivated the immortal road, had infinite longing for the future.
'Squeak~'
'Boom~~'
Jiang Yuan, who had just packed up everything and closed the door of Qiming Pavilion, was jumped by the sudden thunder before he could turn around.
The thought fell on his own luck in a flash, and sensing that there were still five points of peak luck left, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but exhale softly.
What happened after the last time he ran out of luck was too terrifying, so he kept an eye on his luck, for fear that if he accidentally ran out of luck, he would be killed by thunder.
For example, the thunder just now scared Jiang Yuan fiercely.
In various stories in his previous life, those who cultivated immortals were not less struck by thunder, so he had just stepped on the road of cultivating immortals with half a foot, and the next moment he ushered in thunder, so he couldn't help but worry.
However, after discovering that his luck was still enough, Jiang Yuan also calmed down his thumping little heart.
I have opened up a new way for this world to come out, and if I don't reward myself with a lot of luck merits, why should I still split myself?
With such thoughts, Jiang Yuansan stepped on the roof of Qiming Pavilion in two steps and stood directly on the protrusion of the eaves.
As the saying goes, the morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles.
The sunset is red tonight, and it doesn't look like it's going to rain.
But now Hangzhou was suddenly overpowered by black clouds, and this sudden change made Jiang Yuan still very curious.
"Captain, look at this Taoist priest, he walked to the roof in a few steps."
"The building is about seven meters high, and there are not even a few of us who have this method, there must be something wrong with this Taoist priest, and you really said it."
"Don't talk nonsense, keep watch."
"Yes."
"But captain, looking at the weather, it's going to rain heavily, the weather forecast in Hangzhou is not so accurate, it's not that it won't rain in three or five days......"
'Boom~~'
'Boom~Boom~Boom~'
The next moment he jumped on the roof of the Mingxin Pavilion, Jiang Yuan was concentrating, and he heard the existence of monitoring him again.
Of course, only the first few sentences were heard, and the rest of the conversation was drowned out by the continuous thunder, so that he didn't hear it completely.
But even after hearing only the first few words, he had a little guess about the origin of these people.
After all, in this land, there are only one or two forces that can have similar skills as yourself.
And he was in no mood to pay attention to these monitoring of his existence at the moment, but looked at the direction of Hangzhou with a deep frown.
In Jiang Yuan's line of sight, under the cover of endless clouds, one-tenth of the area of Hangzhou City had fallen into darkness.
That is, the flashing lightning has slashed Hangzhou's power supply system, leaving one-tenth of the city in a blackout environment.
And that's not the main thing.
The heavy rain that may fall is the biggest problem that Hangzhou has to face at the moment.
An couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, stretched out his left hand from the cuff, and Jiang Yuan immediately began to calculate.
The five Taoist techniques: mountain, medicine, life, physiognomy, and divination.
But all those who cultivate the Tao have more or less been exposed to these five techniques, not to mention Jiang Yuan, the existence who has forcibly opened up the path of cultivating immortals?
Not to mention the mountain, the doctor, and the life, it has nothing to do with the current situation.
But from the perspective of both physiognomy and divination, the celestial phenomena at this time are very chaotic.
The last moment was calculated by astrology, there was no rain in Hangzhou at the moment, and the next moment was calculated by the Book of Changes, and Hangzhou was fierce today.
If you calculate it again after a while, you will find out whether the result is a hexagram of Jitailai, which is really weird.
Thinking of the recent lack of rain in Hangzhou, Jiang Yuan immediately realized that something was wrong.
Subconsciously borrowed the power of the golden finger, raised his eyes and looked at Hangcheng with the Guanyun technique.
But the moment he saw Hangcheng's luck, Jiang Yuan closed his eyes tightly, but even so, a line of blood and tears poured out of his eyes.
"Captain, have you seen it, why did the corners of his eyes suddenly bleed, there would be no problem, right?"
"We're just ordered to monitor and protect him now, and we don't care about other things, just keep an eye on me, and don't say anything else?"
"You must know that few of these cultivators don't practice boxing, so we can hide under his nose while we are one step ahead of him, otherwise he would have discovered it a long time ago."
Patting the hairy boy in front of him, Yang Hong glanced at Jiang Yuan standing in the wind on the eaves, and then frowned deeply.
"You go back to find Zhang Tianshi, and if you can't find it, go to Wang Shouyi and tell them what happened to Jiang Daochang, you don't need to add any oil and vinegar, but you can't say a word."
"That's less..."
"Execute the order."
"Yes."
After saluting Yang Hong, Li Yi rushed down the mountain without looking back.
Jiang Yuan, who had his eyes closed on the eaves, naturally didn't know what was happening outside the view.
If he hadn't been hurt, he might have been able to detect the conversation between the two, but now his mind was on his own eyes.
At this moment, he was using all his strength to mobilize the dense mana in the sea of qi that had no signs of forming at all, repairing the injuries in his eyes.
Although the eye is only a ruptured capillary, even if you don't care about it, you can recover after resting for two or three days.
But what Jiang Yuan lacks at this moment is time.
After a long time, when he opened his eyes that were still bloodshot and looked at Hangcheng, which looked extremely hazy in the clouds, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh:
"This cause and effect is really underwhelming."