Taste buds to maintain their hobby without losing the fun, Chen Yu specially allocated more time and energy, to prepare the ingredients purchased in his hands, first simply and rudely soaked in spiritual liquid, found that the effect was average, then replaced the previously cultivated part of the spiritual plants, such as the green spirit root, which has a sour, astringent, sweet and bitter rich taste, pounded into a pulp and smeared, wanting to make it taste - the result is naturally unsatisfactory, as he thought, spiritual sublimation brings not only subtle interference, but also the five senses and six senses have been greatly increased, What should be something or what should be in one bite has not been able to blend together at all.

Undeterred, he continued to toss and turn, day and night, in rented inns, in the fields of sojourn, or by the shade of the mountains and trees, leaving many traces of strange and strange ideas after experimentation.

The ingredients are no longer like the ingredients, and they can barely be eaten.

On this day, Chen Yu finally stopped, looking at another gray and yellow city in front of him, it was not that he had given up the idea of spiritual ingredients, and he simply had no inventory in his hands.

"If the power of creation can weave flesh and blood, maybe you don't need to worry about the material anymore along the way."

Restraining his sigh, he took out a bright yellow wooden slab and handed it to the soldiers guarding the city gate, and after checking it, he naturally carried it into the city.

The wooden slab is one of the many screening methods in the Northern Qi Dynasty, which is not exquisite, but the thin piece records the identity of this person, as well as the reason for entering and leaving, the time, the original location and other information.

It seems easy to lose, and it is easy to imitate.

In fact, there are many restrictions on households in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and all kinds of details must be inspected and required, and it is easy not to leave the original household, but if it is found, it will be fined a little money, and the heavy will be a house.

There is even a top-level charge of abandoning the city in Qi Lu, which is also related to leaving the household registration without permission.

In addition, in the wartime, checkpoints have been set up between various states and prefectures, and there are officials stationed in special registers with yellow scales recording local personnel information.

And the people who can travel back and forth in such a situation are either masters of art and bold, and they are not afraid of bandits on the road; Either the powerful background is deep, and the guards are surrounded by left and right, no matter what kind of class, the city defense soldiers dare not easily provoke.

However, the one in Chen Yu's hand is naturally fake.

When he saw the city from afar, he fished out a dead branch on the side of the road, pinched it into a knife-like palm in his hand, flattened it three or two times and made it smooth, and then attached a little mana, and saw it wriggling and turning into a wooden block, and anyone who looked at it could only feel that it was full of information, from where he came from and where he went.

Even if it's just a blank space.

At this end, Chen Yu, who didn't worry about these trivial matters, went to the market again, and because of the war, the people around him were thin at the moment, and a few hunters were selling.

The voice is weak.

He bought some, and naturally used real money in exchange for medicinal herbs, so he wouldn't cheat on it.

When a new batch of ingredients arrived, he took two steps forward, and sparsely threw several large bundles of meat and vegetables into the air in front of everyone, and then a crack was born out of nothing, engulfing and disappearing.

Cloudy mountains flickered behind the cracks.

Right now, Qinghao Mountain has been used by him as a carry-on backpack, and the space is enough, so he doesn't have to worry about this bit of land.

The white clouds are long, Chen Yu did not stay in this small city for a long time, and continued to the north.

Spiritual sublimation, body into creation. Since then, he no longer needs to thirst for the inner secret treasure to grind and feed the spirit, and the purpose of going down the mountain has been completed for the most part, not to mention the birth of the three dharmas, the birth of the Dharma Elephant Light Wheel, an unexpected product, he can now directly turn back to the mountain, and live in his own cloud crane view to ponder the way of change.

But since he has already descended the mountain and walked thousands of miles, he simply took advantage of the fact that the realm was not stable and the spirituality had not completely jumped to watch for a while.

The mountains and rivers are full of rivers and rivers.

What's more, the second purpose of his descent down the mountain can continue to advance, and that is to find a suitable person to pass on the Fa seed.

"Guangyong, Jinzhou, Jianye ......"

He threw the most Dharma seeds in these three places, and if he perceived it in the current realm of creation, even if the mountains and seas were far away, he could vaguely respond to a trace, and most of them were normal.

Normal silence.

After all, even if it is a handsome man selected by Chen Yu, he may not be able to comprehend the Dharma Seed and explore the transcendent path in just a few months, which will only make the Dharma Seed silent, and even slowly wither and pass away under the powerlessness to follow.

Fortunately, everything is not certain, and there is still a small part of the budding bloom. There are always people who can win the favor of Heaven's will, or by chance, or by studying and cultivating, and the Dharma is broken.

Tearing off a layer of clothing, it is a gift he gives to these inheritors.

Originally, Chen Yu was worried about the difficulty of cultivation, and he also wanted to pick some simple methods of blood and qi to pass on, the former can strengthen qi and blood, and can nourish the spirit and protect the Tao, and the latter is his confidence along the way.

But then he gave up.

Non-magical, illegal, a single pure spirit in the law species, a spiritual wave that can tremble the soul, so that its waveless consciousness like a dry well shakes a corner of the crack, giving them the opportunity to push open the unprecedented door.

That's all, but it's precious.

Of course, what to do after that depends on the other party's own choice.

Not long ago, Chen Yu accidentally met the group of consciousness bodies that suddenly condensed the stars in the Outer Heavens, which was probably a person with a Dharma seed, at least it was related to this.

He looked forward to the fact that the dry sky would become more and more lively, but now it was really lonely and empty.

Looking around, this world is not like this.

Ordinary people fight for their lives, birth, old age, sickness and death, how many people sink into it, if they get a chance to be liberated, they will definitely not let it go.

"The way of cultivation is to cultivate oneself."

Chen Yu was very emotional about this sentence, it has long been mentioned in the Taoist scriptures, power needs to be restrained, he does not intend to control the direction of the path of people who suppress the future, but some things still have to be planned in advance, so as not to harm the world.

As he progressed more and more in the Thunder Sect and the method of change, it was time to put some effort into the Thunder Punishment System he had envisioned earlier.

……

At the beginning of the lanterns, Yan Shan was drunk with jade.

And the state of Chongren, a prosperous.

The war is far away in the sky, separated by two states and five prefectures, and it is difficult to burn here, so he is still drunk and dreaming of death. The son is arrogant and luxurious, and the hibiscus is warm and jade, which is not inferior to the people of the southern faction.

The brave northland reached the foot of the water pavilion red boat, and he also bent his waist, and it was no longer the same time.

Chen Yu traveled for half a month and came here.

In the middle of the half moon, his body was refining again, his mana was boiling and surging, and he seemed flexible when transforming the spirit of Yuan Blood, so he also felt a trace of the doorway of flesh and blood changes, and he became more and more attentive for a while.

Five days ago, he passed through a water lake, and happened to encounter clouds and rain, although it was not big, but the thunder absorbed before had already been digested, so he recklessly cast a spell, inviting the sky to thunder like the sea, and the pale silver spear fell from the sky interspersed with splits, and was eaten by him indifferently.

The practice of thunder and lightning as a foreign object impacting the body to stabilize the mana undoubtedly saved Chen Yu's strength, but the problem now is that the magic image is gradually groping, the spirituality is like a spring, and the mana is not unchanged.

For this reason, he worked hard after hastily ending three thunder crossings, and finally before arriving in the state, he completely used the lightning channeling technique, entrusted with the fusion method in the body, melted the body into the spirit, and pulled it when he turned into the spirit of the spirit, which can attract thunder that exceeds the current intensity.

"But there is also a problem, the effect of natural thunder on the destruction of spirituality is really impossible to ignore."

He has crossed the thunder many times now, and the thunder marks have been transformed countless times, and he can only touch the skin of this characteristic, and it is undoubtedly difficult to use this to fight against the heavenly thunder.

However, it is not completely impossible, there is no obstacle to fighting with the physical body before, and it is a big deal to restrain some more spirituality in the Lingxia, and partially reverse the bloody flesh, as a transit for grafting most of the thunder, so that the rest of the parts will bear much less pressure.

It's just a test of Chen Yu's mastery and proficiency in the fusion of the law and the fusion of the body into the law.

"It's not unacceptable to be struck by two lightning bolts at most."

He still remembers the first time he faced the thunder with his spirit, and that was when he was pondering the lines of the inner qi.

In vain, he tried to find the texture that represented the power of thunder and lightning from the lightning strike wood, but he was trembling by the thunder that was induced, and he was in pain, and it took him more than half an hour to recover.

Later, it was not easy to feel a few times, and it was not until the prison thunder technique and the lightning guidance technique were released that the situation improved.

Today's Chen Yu is not much afraid of this, and he has been struck by lightning many times, second only to the Yuan Shen who is used at any time and repeatedly cracked and sacrificed, and he prides himself on being very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing.

Jingle bells!

He was walking in the crowd, looking slowly with his hands in his sleeves.

A crisp sound came from not far ahead.

Hey? He saw that several people in the pile attracted attention, five men and one woman, the women were delicate, the gorgeous hair was like ink interspersed with hostas, and the eyebrows were not childish, almost as good as the hairpin.

Following a few people, the porcelain white little hand held the silk juan and smiled smartly, and got together with a young man in a fancy costume.

Chen Yu looked past the two, ignoring the slightly sour aura of love, and looked straight at the other four.

In the middle, it is a middle-aged man who is in his thirties, wearing a narrow-sleeved green robe, the cuffs are inlaid with gold lines to draw auspicious clouds, and a white jade belt is hung around his waist.

And the most novel thing for him was the middle-aged man who was half a step behind - dressed in brown, filled with a square texture, with long hair scattered, a bright yellow belt on his forehead, a four-ring Zen staff on his left, and a half-vertical palm on his right palm, with a solemn appearance.

Monks?

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at it a few more times.

Soon he saw seventeen or eighteen people hiding not far behind the six, scattered, as if guarding in secret.

Looking around, the pedestrians on the road talked and laughed, more or less noticed a few people, and they all consciously avoided it, and did not have the courage to touch the moldy head of the obviously not rich or noble.

However, judging from their performance, it seems that they are not surprised by the existence of the suspected monk among them.

The six people rubbed shoulders with him, and Chen Yu's eyes flashed, reflecting the faint scene behind him.

The index finger hooked slightly, and wisps of thought drifted through.

He turned and walked away, but after two or three steps, he showed a look of surprise, obviously grabbing something from the other party's overflowing thoughts.

He is really a disciple of Buddha.

Chen Yu was not surprised by this, he had heard that the development of Buddhism in the Northern Qi Dynasty was good, and in the past ten years, he had been favored by two generations of Qi Emperors, and gradually gained momentum.

"Hair Stay...... Dark brown robe......"

He recalled the records and anecdotes he had collected in the south, such as Zhenwu Mountain and Zhengyangguan, and if he was not mistaken, the person who dressed up in this way should be the root of the Buddha's path in Buddhism.

The oral claim is Tao, but in fact it has nothing to do with Daomen, but it is just a transliteration problem when he entered and exited the Central Plains. In fact, neither of the two factions treats each other.

This was the case in the Southern Dynasties, and after the rise of Buddhism in the Northern Qi Dynasty, the situation only became more and more violent.

What Chen Yu didn't know was that the monk with a compassionate face who walked by just now had just competed with a Taoist sect in the city, and he won half a game, but it was not the scriptures - both sides couldn't listen to each other's set, but in fact, once they met, it was okay not to compare, once compared, they would definitely use their fists and feet.

"The prince has a heart!"

On the other side, the monk and the middle-aged man talked, although they seemed to be pampered and not shocked, but they naturally fell half a step, and their movements were particularly respectful.

"It doesn't matter." The middle-aged man waved his hand, got closer to the monk covered in sandalwood, and then said kindly, "That Jin Mingguan has always been disobedient to the official office, and has colluded with thieves to harm Chongren. ”

The monk called Ami and thanked him again, but his expression was as compassionate as ever, and he did not move.

The middle-aged man who was called the prince glanced at the other party's face that seemed to be frozen, and the light in his eyes swept away, and he quickly resumed his smile, and talked with the other party with full sincerity.

Buddhism is not weak locally, if the Southern Dynasty Daomen are dominant, then the Daomen in the North are weak. This is due to the fact that the two leaders of the Daomen, Yuqiong and Lingxuan, are rarely in charge, and there are also deliberate actions by the imperial court.

Jianghu martial arts have always been the source of chaos, but any emperor who has made a difference will not let it go.

At the very least, they have to be taken away as minions.

The introduction of Buddhism began in this context, and a hundred years ago, the Great Qi was not established, and it could not be controlled at that time. It wasn't until decades later that the teachings of Buddhism, which were driven out by the Daomen, were introduced again, and the imperial court decisively supported them and fought against the Daomen.

At first, the two families could not talk about the situation, and they could see the Tao clearly, and it was not pleasing to the eye, so they obeyed the will of the imperial court, but in the past ten years, with the spread of Buddhism has become more and more popular, and even interfered with the activities of the Taoist sect, which has escalated the conflict.

The middle-aged people have been deeply involved in the state, and they know that the power of Buddhism here is not weak, and many key officials seek comfort, and they are more or less contaminated with Buddhism, and there are not a few people who always have a consecration instrument at home.

True belief in the meaning of Buddhism? Not necessarily. How could a fox who is a mature spirit believe the words of this group of monks from other places, but as long as it is related, it means that there is an opportunity.

The middle-aged man thought so, not to mention that there was a group of wives and concubines who were deep in the courtyard of the house and empty all day long, if they could win over the Buddha, these people would also be indirectly related to Xing Wangfu.